A small misconception

A small misconception

I'm a feminist. And I'm clumsy. What's worse? Take your time and don't answer.
I won't rewrite the dictionary definition of feminism. I hope that everyone knows something about gaining the right to vote and legal liberties. So now you have to listen to my complaints about damaging stereotypes and being a feminist.

1. We don't shave our legs.
It seems stupid. I've heard that so many times! Legs, armpits... who cares? If I feel a need, I do it. That fact doesn't make me less femenine. We aren't uptight, aggressive, harsh. But we can be, if you want. As you wish.
Ah, I wear make-up and I'm not ugly.

2. We hate men.
That's not true!!! We despise them.

3. We are lesbians.
If you become a feminist, you also become lesbian. Ok, be careful and buy some flowers to your wife. Do it quickly, because I've just texted her.

4. We encourage women to leave theirs partners.
As I said, we are man-hating lesbians.
We support stay-at-home moms. It's theirs choice and we will respect them for doing so.

5. We don't need men.
We haven't vowed to stay single for the rest of our life. One day I will marry my boyfriend. Ok, actually pizza is my boyfriend. First of all, I will change it for a human and then I will get married. It's clear to me that I won't take my partner's last name.
One of the reasons why I'm feminist is because I'm dreaming of having equal wrights and being treated without taunts, not because a man has rejected me.

A perfect example from one of the most popular dictionaries:
My sister is a feminist, she believes she doesn't need a man. (Moja siostra jest feministką, uważa, że nie potrzebuje mężczyzny.)

I feel pity for men who don't understand why feminism should be fundamental to every woman. Being a feminist means supporting equal rights. I have to say that not only men have spread the negative stereotype of a feminist. Please don't deal with injustice.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gkjW9PZBRfk

If you go travelling, don't go with your parents

I hate doing outdoor activities of any kind. I prefer to go to the gym. You can be sure that it's never to wet to go running. My dad adores to walk long distances. My father decided to organize a TRIP. A hill walking trip. I'm a lazy person and pretty clumsy (as you may know) so I was unwilling to go. I meant to tell him the truth but I didn't want to upset him. One week later I regretted lying to my dad.
We went by train to a town in the extreme south of Poland, to a perfect destination for mountaineering, skiing or a classical hill walking. We set off in the morning with our heavy rucksacks. I had taken an anorak to avoid getting wet, but the weather was exceptional for the time of year. Two days later I was praying for the rains to come. I was dreaming of spending a whole day in a rest house. Or in a stable, just like Jesus.
On the last day we didn't stop on the mountain to admire the scenery. The view was breathtaking. Before we reached our destination... Ohh, I wouldn't have broken my finger while climbing a mountain if I weren't there. If only I were more selfish...
Oh, my dad joined a hill walking club. He and his new friends are involved in other activities such as cycling or trips overseas. To my relief I don't have to accompany him.

I adore that video :D Abort sport! ...But I wish I had a flatter stomach.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pqhwcDtE7vI

I'm a Christmas freak

My mother is always putting off decorating our house until the last minute. She has been ignoring Christmas since I moved out. Do you know when you should start the preparation for the most wonderful time(No, it's not your wedding.)? Let me give you some advice. You need a whole year. Ok, I'm joking. First of all, celebrate the National Independence Day and then get ready to do the job. Undoubtedly, I'm a Christmas freak.
Nothing is more magical than a Christmas tree. Despite many advantages of fake trees, I couldn't miss the piney scent. It’s never too late to throw out your artificial tree!
I would be so happy to receive socks or hand-knitted sweaters. I've never received such a tradicional gift... Don't buy me computers, practical and stylish leather bags, trips to Berlin. I'm begging you. Make my Christmas more Christmassy. What's more, I'm bargain hunter. So a DIY's gift will be more appropriate.
I suffer from many types of allergies. I can't eat tangerines and oranges... My doctor said: It is forbidden to drink wine with orange ring. As Christmas approaches, I become a teetotaller. I adore making my home smell like Christmas. I boil water with orange peels, cinnamon sticks and rosemary springs. It's hard for me to breathe, but who cares?
Mum, where's my (ugly) Christmas sweater???

Gym or catwalk?

When I was younger and fatter, I was going to the gym six times a week. I invested all my spare time in having a spare figure. Spare, spare, spare. I assure you that I have a wide vocabulary, but a few years ago the word spare was the one that I was using all the time. My mother was working out the details of plan of killing me. I had only two tracksuits so she had to do my laundry every day. I went on a diet so she had a new duty: prepare dietetic meals. But I was a good daughter.

So last month I decided to change something in my life. I looked in the mirror and I thought : "I'm not plump, but I'm totally average-looking. I should cut down on sugar and take up a sport."

The truth is that I'm a little bit lazy. I thought that I could do the long jump or hand-gliding because being clumsy is not a big problem. As my pocket was empty I went to a gym. I did two press-ups. I didn't want to do more because the floor was... mucky. While I was running on the treadmill I saw something... I saw God. Ok, it wasn't him, but suddenly the light blinded me.  He had goatee beard and swept back hair. OMG. He was so gorgeous and I realized that I was wearing a scruffy tracksuit and trainers that I had bought in Decathlon. But it I didn't upset me because GYM is a place to do aerobics or do exercise. It's not a CATWALK. So please stop taking selfies and wearing only sports bra. Oh, and don't look at me. I adore my flattering, old-fashioned tracksuit.

How to get bored in Poznań

Last week I had a really nice visit. My brother came over to spend some time with his clumsy sister. On friday I had tutoring so I caught the bus and... I twisted my ankle. Yes. I did it again. So my persistent character was the thing that I needed to bite the bullet and go on spending time with my brother.
I paid 30zł for two entrance tickets to vistit the best museum in Poznań. I have already realised that I had to work one hour to pay ... (I shouln't utter curses, hmm?) the entrance. One hour. Ok, it's not too much but if you have to explain something easy to a total idiot it will kill your neurons. So be careful, don't teach idiots :D
Let’s start from the beginning. We visited Blubry which is the 6D museum that... offers you nothing.
Specimens? Zero.
Artefacts? Zero.
You have to use tablet to listen to two legends and that´s all. No 2D,4D or 5D... Now I know how to make money without investing. 

Don't criticize meee

Last week I wrote a few words about Skeleton Tree. I should clarify a little misunderstanding. One of the purposes of art is to affect the audience, to purify souls. On the other hand, there is a thin line between what we can communicate to everyone and what we should share with our relatives. There is no need to state the obvious, but the privacy has disappeared.

Frankly speaking, now I'm complaining that I didn't want to participate in the festival of Cave's pain, but yesterday I felt disappointed, because Miasto 44 was such a boring movie. My friend from Peru watched that polish movie in his country. So I was expecting a great story, but the plot was predictable. I didn't identify with any character. What's more... The special effects were pathetic and... misused. I was sure that it would be a painful movie to watch, because the director was trying to tell a painful story. Once my mother told me that I watch too many movies. She's right. Ahh, she also  told me that I adore to criticize everything. I think that I will change the title of my blog...

"How to criticize masterpieces"

sudden loss

My mum knows how to paint The Starry Night of Van Gogh. She learned the secrets of his technique, but the truth is that she prefers watercolour painting and other style of oil panting. She knows that I take delight in watching how the dramatic brush stroke are telling a story about a man who was a genius and who perceived too much. So why did she made a reproduction? Because she loves me and she knows what I dream about. I still haven't told her how much I need her in my life...

The son of Nick Cave, Arthur, was plunged to death from a cliff. He had taken LSD. Few months later, Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds launched a new album called Skeleton Tree. I have to say that the music that he has made is a magical symphony of emotions based on his tremendous life experience. He has always intrigued his audience. But now...

Nick is thought to have poured the anguish of losing his son into his upcoming album, Skeleton Tree. (Daily Mail)
 
If I could change the past I would have never listened to Skeleton Tree. I could feel deep sadness in his voice. No, I'm wrong. I could hear desolation that overwhelmed him.  He is begging for mercy, for forgiveness in 8 private messages... Cave is sharing his pain with us, but simultaneously looking for his son...  After all, the words that he had never said to him were heard.

And now in turn, you turn, you kneel to lace up his shoes my little blue-eyed boy
Take him by his hand, go move and spin him down the hall

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xKq39e7SBOE

Accident-prone?

Once my crush told me that I didn't fall over, because the Earth rotated incorrectly. It was so nice of him! Two weeks later I had to check something on the internet and I couldn't access the internet on my mobile. So I used his mobile and I put "cheer...". OMG. He was looking for the ways to cheer me up. No, to cheer a clumsy girl up. I lost my temper. OK, the truth is that I'm not a sporty girl. I have no idea how to throw a ball, but I was a Champion in "how to spend 60 minutes playing volleyball  and don't touch the ball". It's not so easy to avoid the ball for so many times! Once I stumbled as I was getting off the tram. I twisted my ankle. Two weeks later, I was getting into another tram and I did it again. The number of stories like this one is totally embarrassing.


I realized that having a clumsy friend can be really funny. The problem is when you are the clumsy friend.


I will make a small confession. I drop things, I injure myself, I stumble against carpets... Given the fact that I can't change nothing, I would like to cite the words of a man who showed us that one day the battle between good and bad will end. So Daniel Radcliffe, known as Harry Potter, said that he is not clumsy, he is accident-prone. So... Some of us are clumsy and other... are just less bruised :)