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My personal hope.

Nadzieja umiera ostatnia, ponoć. Moja osobista od wczesnego lata przeżywa śmierci kliniczne ze spektakularnymi remisjami, podczas których ufnie patrzę w przyszłość, postanawiam się wziąć się z życiem za bary, zakończyć pozytywnie nostryfikację oraz schudnąć. Sęk w tym, że rzeczywistość szwajcarska skrzeczy, zwłaszcza od naszego ostatniego pobytu. Nadzieja się nie poddaje, lecz z roztargnienia, or from a deliberate policy, he gives some trenches to the other stick bravely. Sometimes dozes, or take the form of spores. It seems that slumbers, and as soon as the opportunity arises again persuaded me to jump into deep water.

Two basic, continuous objects are the sighs of my hope, growing orchids, and baking the cheesecake, which is from birth (and possibly earlier), I have outlined is not even a partial success. I have no hands or head, or another essential part of the body. I do orchids bloom, and can obsypania received flowers in my house, everything goes down. Are Jeno list. Hope in the orchid is not giving up. He urges me to buy new, to be replanted those who survived by chance staying under one roof with me. Not nadszarpnął her enthusiasm the fact that two months after I moved out, the flowers bloom lokatorce new apartment.
With my sernikami is similar, closer to them than the meats to cakes-just a total black puddings. Oh, and I was still around antytalenciem culinary front, whence again. Other things I go, with varying degrees of success it's true, but rather than face shield. A cheesecake is not, though I try, and now I am in subsequent trials. Ba, whether or not I act according to instructions sernikowych guru. Raw spot, always raw spot. Strange creations of form przypalonymi edges łypiące ominously from the hardened skin.

Recognition was a real nut to crack for my personal hope. A neighbor, who trying to get through the Swiss procedure for recognition of your diploma caught a depression, ulcers and gray hair, and is reclassified, the curiosity of inquiring about my progress. Relationships usually filed in a similar fashion: I received another letter that everything is progressing well, but this time you need to deliver this and that, to pass another examination, accompanied by an attestation from the Polish, etc.. Every time a neighbor waits for word "but", that is what came up this time. Oh, if I had a different degree, it would be fast and without any problems. From szumnego "Polish entry into Europe" (I use that term specifically, because the natives so they say, and bring my blood to boil) the procedures for the recognition of diplomas is facilitated, with the exception of the medical profession. And here is the rub with buried the dog, what breed do not know-cabaret Dydek is not explained.
my enthusiasm drops and rises. Sometimes I believe I will overcome bureaucracy and that it is the last obstacle to a few weeks later correspondence with the office she cut me wings. Hope the trains, but more often gets the collapse. Recently, I just hope he and przeżywałyśmy drop in form with a considerable lack of faith in their own strength ... I flowered orchid. Just like that, just cover her with the colorful flowers. For the first time in my life when the world seemed to me to be hostile. Hope she awoke to like after successful resuscitation.
-A did not speak. Let them not lose their spirit alive! - She said with force.
-So for what we take? Nostryfikacja, PhD, look for a job? - I asked.
-As for what ?!... For the cheesecake! - Hope She said with a twinkle in his eye.

PS. Just cheesecake bakes. Recipe and secret rituals by burning odczyniłam Sernikowego Guru. Until then, the dough is still smooth, though 30 minutes of overtime sits longer in a hot oven. Hope it does not lose the spirit and I think we have not yet.

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ugly word.

frowned on the ugly side of language: profanity, epithets, curses. Apparently not proper meat to throw, but learning a foreign language would do well to know a few terms. It is to understand the foreign language the caller if only to see that it was insulting us, and not about new trends in painting.

ugly words, there are indeed, evolve. Monitor developments in cultural and social, reflect what is in the soul of the game to the average agent "here and now." Just a few hundred years ago in Europe najnegatywniejsze epithets were associated with the sphere of religion. Hence the name of the "curse". Damned wished in anger burned alive in hell, or verbally from the ungodly. Words that in our great-grandparents were of deep disgust or fear of squeezing the throat, Today we use as a motto, reflecting rozemocjonowanie or as some other "innocent commas. World
went ahead, and former spowszedniały vulgarity. Currently, the predominant language brzydactwa drinkers to sexuality. Instead, challenge a neighbor of heretics, atheists, or wypomnieć his alleged father from hell, modern Europeans hint something about the immoral conduct of the mother, and instead refer the caller to the devil, tells us to kiss the rump. Is the modern Mr. X "on level" could bawl neighbor differently?
-could, for example, if was Asian. In the countries of the Orient because swears by comparing them to animals-uglier, dirtier, and caustic at random, including profanity obraźliwszy. And most clearly stated is that one's mother is a dog (or write it like a tourist in the form of the original tattoo-souvenirs from a trip to China). I suspect that the average Asian would be far from shocked to hear when I talk to the children that eat like a pig, or calling them "my małpeczkami. Wot, another culture!

There is also a word that had once been smart, scientific, sometimes to the extent of negative gain character and completely lose its original meaning. A wonderful example, not only on Polish soil, can be the vocabulary of persons with disabilities. The term "cripple" or "lame" has taken so far pejorative meaning, that for many years ceased to use them formally. When we fall into the hands of older edition textbook of orthopedics, we read it almost flush on his face. The words used therein are far from unflattering, the names of diseases, scandalous, degrading. The gem in this category are the terms in the former classification of mental retardation: moron, imbecile, and idiot debil, which today exists in the spoken language only as a name-calling.
profanity Evolution is fascinating, is not it?

Some time ago I witnessed the behavior of young American women who have put into question my knowledge of English. It seemed to me like a sponge that nasiąknąwszy content contained in Tarantino movies, many things but I have met all the ugly words. And here, please, surprise!

darzyły girls are clearly not the sympathy. In addition, the felt imperative to externalize the internal relationships, which took the form of verbal aggression. A shower of insults ranging from lighter-caliber low intellect and lack of evaluation of the class. Then he refers to the household appliances and sanitary items to reach the daughters Korytnu and other counterparts in Sexmission secret password. When they reached a maximum escalation of epithets, the girls took up a war until the feathers flew. It seemed to me, I did not get the last word przychylających cup of bitterness. I heard it, but it could not be it. When the feathers
subsided, the Americans boasted a friend.
-good that it przylałaś! She said that you're fat! It was to be her!

"grub" - the word like no other girl ogałacając infuriated them with residual control. All the previous determination, synonyms, wipes, ladies of easy virtue, it could swallow. Various short forms with F uszłyby away with it except for this one, "FAT". Erupted as the power of the epithet not leave them out-had to come to rękoczynu. This requires a blood libel!
Who would have thought that it was such an ugly word.

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Postcard from the Polish-mushroom picking Homeland stands.

The mystery of the world went to her hometown. We did not get Indeed Dzidka leave for school. Fortunately
autumn this year has been generous in the heat, sun and fungi. All of Poland set off so as to cultivate nature zewem our national sport. Armed with baskets, buckets and knives, a boots obuci countrymen gave up on searching for mushrooms, which this year could have been literally mowed. The action is like a militia, which lend themselves to everyone regardless of age, status, gender or party affiliation-a veritable fever Basidiomycetes.

friends we met talked about podgrzybkach, pleted and mushrooms. The saleswoman at the store apologized for the dark fingers, which she failed to come clean after the morning grzybobraniu. Favorite hairdresser went on vacation for three days-lost in the woods with a wicker basket. In orthodontics and finally met someone like me-another person who also closing his eyes he sees mushrooms. We all lived mushroom picking. Nay, even a family, which is alien to our national sport (probably due to the mixing of blood from the Italian borderland) treated us to lunch meeting just by their neighbor maślaczkami.
Other nations have football, basketball, eating hamburgers, and we like to roam through the woods in hopes of encounter something you do not wytrujemy the whole family. Poles combines the mushrooming nothing mystical, primitive bond. Worries go into the shadows, news, and even lose their rank within the tax increase applied to anyone of liberalism is not terrible.

At the end of your stay, just before departure, home affairs program treated us to a reportage from the training ground. The military before firing the forest, announced the launch maneuvers through a megaphone and shouted in that forest. After a moment of okrzyczanego, but not yet ostrzelanego gunfire came out in droves boron-like mushroom pickers surprised, allegedly with repentance, wielding great specimens of mushrooms. Oh, how love is not Polish?

PS. The personal success is deemed the fact that my husband is a wedding this year earned mushroom basket, instead of traditional litter (bottles, cans), which is not hid from him as opposed to the edible Basidiomycetes. Years of taking him to a forest in the man's companion yielded fruit.