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I can’t draw..

When I receive notification of a new subscriber, I feel some responsibility and I can’t afford to be silent for a long time. So, I’ll tell what postponed my sleep a little bit yesterday…

Prehistory. I don’t like my job, but I can cope with it well, therefore, I continue to fulfill it. Everyone needs some interest that helps to distract his mind in such a situation. In search of a new hobby I came across drawing courses.

What happened next? I haven’t signed up for the courses yet. I just understood that I can’t draw. But! But I remembered the elementary school and the teacher of drawing. After that the memory that I liked to draw came. I was often praised until our class get a new girl, whose drawings were better than mine, because the teacher stopped to praise me.

Result. I realized how my classmates felt at the time when I was happy about new praise and I was embarrassed for having rejoiced in my superiority. And no, I didn’t try harder to earn new praise and return the favour of my teacher.

Why am I writing about this?  I don’t know. Most likely, I took the wrong  solution or I didn’t draw a correct conclusion. But I know that not everyone can be a leader as well as not everyone have to be.

P.S. Drawing courses still are on the agenda.



Have you ever felt yourself as an unsuitable person

As though you’re swimming against the swift current, difficult to overcome every inch of own way, while many and many boats full of people who observe wonderingly your efforts pass by… 

And your hands become weaker, but you keep doing what you do without awareness of reason, but in the hope that the chain will close and there will be time when everything becomes clear…

best wishes or happy Bday, my friend!

Today is my friend’s Kostya birthday. I met him at a movie theater more than five years ago. We worked together. He had a day off on the first day of my evaluation period, but on the second day both of us were sent to beautify area near the movie theater. My presence was a surprise for him as for me was a big surprise the fact that I was in charge of mowing the lawn and remove dandelions by any means. After a couple of phrases he pulled out his phone and said: “so Julka, give me your phone number!”.

We’re still friends. It’s better to say that we maintain relations. I remember a character in a string, the meaning of which I haven’t managed to find out, the hijacking of kvas tank at dawn, the battle for the fantail, found in the room, mopping and dancing with a mop, hookah smoking during working hours outside the movie theater, eating hot dogs in the hall, an endless number of views of “Mission Impossible 3″…

But another memory remains to be the main. In one of my working shifts, I don’t remember how I found myself in a company of guys working with me, new guards, bartenders, ushers. We were discussing something, violently and laughing, when our administrator caught us for not working and said: 

“Oh, Julia gathered all the guys near her!”

I replied: “Well, not all, everyone can’t like me.”

and Kostya said: “Show me!”

I: “What?”

Kostya: “That alien who doesn’t like you!”

I was very surprised and I’d probably blush if my skin was prone to this. I didn’t answer anything then, but now I tell you, my friend, thank you, because it’s the best compliment I’ve ever heard.

We see each other rarely now. I don’t know how you live, what happens to you and about you. But I know exactly what I would like to wish you. Let life allow you to be who you want to be!

P.S. Create and enjoy the created things! 🙂