"Tutaj nie można oddychać, chodzić, żyć!"
Yeah. School today. Actually nothing special beside that I was deadly tired. But I almost finished Tango during this all classes, so I didn't waste my time there. That's good. After school I went to my mum's school 'cos I had to bring there her sick leave. My mum and sis are ill, they are lying in bed all the time so everything's on my head now... But I also walk my friend home an she invite me for tea. Yeah, good. I got cold 'cos weather is freaky today. We had a real snow storm three times today. So we were drinking green tea and watching Loveless. Pretty nice day.
Now I'm going to finish another book. Kartoteka (The Card Index) by T. Różewicz. Not bad. I think I like this kind of literature. The Theatre of the Absurd. Good thing. I think I like absurd. This whole living here is so absurd. So I think it's just because I'm accustomed to understanding world in that way xDD
ARTHUR (jumps up and runs across the stage): But it's not only Grandfather. I was born twenty-five years ago and my baby carriage is still standing here. (He kicks the baby carriage.) Why isn't it up in the attic? And what's this thing? Mother's wedding dress. (He pulls the dusty veil from under a pile of rubbish.) Why isn't it put away in a closet? And Uncle Eugene's riding breeches. What are they lying around here for when the last horse he ever rode died forty years ago. No order, no sense of reality, no decency, no initiative. You can't move in this place, you can't breathe, you can't live!"
(from Tango, 1964)
Ok, I know that no one is interested xD Well, bai everyone <3
Now I'm going to finish another book. Kartoteka (The Card Index) by T. Różewicz. Not bad. I think I like this kind of literature. The Theatre of the Absurd. Good thing. I think I like absurd. This whole living here is so absurd. So I think it's just because I'm accustomed to understanding world in that way xDD
ARTHUR (jumps up and runs across the stage): But it's not only Grandfather. I was born twenty-five years ago and my baby carriage is still standing here. (He kicks the baby carriage.) Why isn't it up in the attic? And what's this thing? Mother's wedding dress. (He pulls the dusty veil from under a pile of rubbish.) Why isn't it put away in a closet? And Uncle Eugene's riding breeches. What are they lying around here for when the last horse he ever rode died forty years ago. No order, no sense of reality, no decency, no initiative. You can't move in this place, you can't breathe, you can't live!"
(from Tango, 1964)
Ok, I know that no one is interested xD Well, bai everyone <3