{"id":3598,"date":"2013-01-14T18:25:00","date_gmt":"2013-01-14T17:25:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.aguidetolovelossanddesperation.com\/?p=3598"},"modified":"2013-01-14T18:25:00","modified_gmt":"2013-01-14T17:25:00","slug":"impossible","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.aguidetolovelossanddesperation.com\/?p=3598","title":{"rendered":"Impossible!"},"content":{"rendered":"

No, nev\u011b\u0159ila jsem tomu, ale najednou se to… stalo. Samo. Jsem nejhor\u0161\u00ed \u010dlov\u011bk na sv\u011bt\u011b \u00fapln\u011b ve v\u0161ech sm\u011brech. Ale to \u00fapln\u011b nejhor\u0161\u00ed je, \u017ee kdy\u017e m\u00e1m \u010das pro sebe, tak ned\u011bl\u00e1m<\/strong> prost\u011b, co chci a co m\u011b bav\u00ed. Nech\u00e1pu se, ale rad\u0161i, ne\u017e abych \u0161la kreslit, malovat, lepit si fotky do alba, b\u011bhat, tak jsem schopn\u00e1 si sednout na gau\u010d a dv\u011b hodiny sed\u011bt na gau\u010di a nic<\/strong> ned\u011blat. Nebo jsem schopn\u00e1 i 4 hodiny p\u0159ep\u00ednat Facebook<\/em> a plurk<\/em> a jen koukat, co se kde d\u011bje, kdo koho sere a kdo koho vol\u00ed. P\u0159itom to je \u00fapln\u011b ten spr\u00e1vnej \u010das, zaklapnout notebook, hodit ipad pod pol\u0161t\u00e1\u0159, p\u0159ihodit k n\u011bmu iphone a vyt\u00e1hnout \u0161t\u011btce, barvy, lepidla nebo boty. Ale j\u00e1 to ned\u011bl\u00e1m. T\u0159eba rok. Dva. t\u0159i.<\/p>\n

Je to lenost<\/span><\/strong>, prokastinace<\/span><\/strong> nebo nemoc<\/span><\/strong>?
\nPunkov\u00e1 ignorace to nen\u00ed.<\/p>\n

Ale dneska, dneska vlet\u011bla do m\u00fdho pokoje pootev\u0159en\u00fdm oknem zasran\u00e1 zima a za n\u00ed takov\u00e1 mal\u00e1 sv\u011btle fialov\u00e1 nad\u011bje s k\u0159\u00eddlama a sedla mi na rameno a \u0159\u00edk\u00e1: „Podivej pi\u010do, bu\u010f si d\u00e1l se\u010f a \u010dum na nic do ipadu nebo se kone\u010dn\u011b seber a d\u011blej n\u011bco, co kone\u010dn\u011b chce\u0161 d\u011blat TY sama!<\/em>“ Sice jsem m\u011bla pr\u00e1ci doma, ale \u00fapln\u011b jsem ji p\u0159eru\u0161ila, ud\u011bl\u00e1m v\u0161echno zejtra, proto\u017ee takovej okam\u017eik jsem dlouho neza\u017eila. Vzala jsem prvn\u00ed triko z Primarku<\/em> za t\u0159i libry je\u0161t\u011b s cedulkou, n\u016f\u017eky a jen tak jsem tomu psycho odst\u0159ihla v\u00fdst\u0159ih. A za chv\u00edli ani nev\u00edm jak jsem m\u011bla v ruce tu\u017eku. A te\u010fka m\u00e1m tri\u010dko, co jsem cht\u011bla. Pak u\u017e jsem to nefotila, ale obarvila jsem 1\/4 na r\u016f\u017eovo (spodek) a p\u016flku lebky (tu „nedokreslenou“) vybravila zlatou barvou. A\u017e to zaschne, tak u\u017e to jenom p\u0159e\u017eehl\u00edm a bude<333 D\u017e\u00edny m\u00e1m nalo\u017een\u00fd u\u017e 3 hodiny v SAVU a jsem \u00fapln\u011b happy, \u017ee to p\u0159ilet\u011blo oknem prost\u011b!<\/p>\n

\"\"Inspiraci „ram skull“ jsem vzala z DeviantArt, kde jinde taky<333
\n(Pov\u0161imn\u011bte si, jak se na pap\u00ed\u0159e vlevo pod lebkou vyv\u00edjel pan Wilson…) <\/em><\/p>\n

Je\u0161t\u011b m\u00e1m doma dv\u011b voln\u00fd pl\u00e1tna, jedno tri\u010dko s cedulkama a naprosto pr\u00e1zdn\u00fd fotoalbum\/scrapbook. Ale fakt se boj\u00edm, \u017ee se zase hrozn\u011b dlouho nedokopu nic d\u011blat. Ale hrozn\u011b chci. Jsem fakt nemocn\u00e1 \u00fapln\u011b, \u017ee nic ned\u011bl\u00e1m. Nicm\u00e9n\u011b v\u010dera r\u00e1no, v ned\u011bli, po babysittingu jsem se dokopala j\u00edt b\u011bhat a b\u011b\u017eela jsem a\u017e k Monxtonu. Paleo dodr\u017euju, ale lowcarb \u0161patn\u00fd, \u0161patn\u00fd, \u0161patn\u00fd. Crohn super. \u0160t\u00edtn\u00e1 \u017el\u00e1za blb\u00fd.<\/p>\n

Ve \u010dtvrtek jdeme na karaoke do Tidworthu. \u00dapln\u011b douf\u00e1m, \u017ee bude n\u011bkdo zp\u00edvat XDDDD A nato\u010dila jsem V\u00e1m v sobotu v noci na babysitu Pebl, jak \u010dum\u00ed na youtube<\/a> :)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

No, nev\u011b\u0159ila jsem tomu, ale najednou se to… stalo. Samo. Jsem nejhor\u0161\u00ed \u010dlov\u011bk na sv\u011bt\u011b \u00fapln\u011b ve v\u0161ech sm\u011brech.…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[18,21,23],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.aguidetolovelossanddesperation.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3598"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.aguidetolovelossanddesperation.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.aguidetolovelossanddesperation.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.aguidetolovelossanddesperation.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.aguidetolovelossanddesperation.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=3598"}],"version-history":[{"count":6,"href":"https:\/\/www.aguidetolovelossanddesperation.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3598\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3606,"href":"https:\/\/www.aguidetolovelossanddesperation.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3598\/revisions\/3606"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.aguidetolovelossanddesperation.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=3598"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.aguidetolovelossanddesperation.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=3598"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.aguidetolovelossanddesperation.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=3598"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}