Five: Learn to play the ukulele

I've never played any instrument. When I was in the primary, I was forced to learn how to play piano, but I hate being forced to do things, so it didn't work for me. Then I tried to learn how to play guitar, when I was a scout, but I was lacking motivation so now I can play a half of a song. I bought my ukulele in Mexico, it's still waiting for better days.

Bread and Cheetos

My frist goal was to loose weight, so I decided to try the South Beach diet, it doesn't exclude many products. First phase lasts 14 days and basically I can't eat bread, potatos, rice, fruits, coffee, tea, fruit juices and fizzy drinks. Easy, huh?

Hm... Not really. It's my third day and I'm already sick of eating eggs and chicken. Seriously, today I was forcing myself to eat a mushroom omlette. Yesterday I needed to take a long bus ride and I had to enjoy a company of a girl carrying a loaf of bread. You know, fresh bread with a crispy crust... smelling like a bakery. Pure torture! Then a guy sat next to me, and he started eating Cheetos. I love Cheetos, I'm pretty sure they add cocaine to it, because I'm a Cheetos-addict. The last part of the food-tease ride was an old lady eating those artificially flavoured strawberry cookies. Why do you people eat on a bus? What's wrong with you? There are people on a diet next to you, show them some empathy!

Ohh... I'm feeling weak and sick and it's still 11 days left!

Update: Today I'm allowed to eat a piece of chocolate. Oh. My. God. Tastes like heaven.

Four: Take a stroll down the cherry blossom avenue

This is Herrstrasse in Bonn, Germany. I found this picture somewhere on the Internet and I fell in love with it immediately. 

Three: Go to Iran

I've wanted to go to Iran since I read a book "Shah of shahs", written by a famous Polish reporter Ryszard Kapuściński. Then I read a comic "Persepolis" and watched a movie based on the comic (the picture above is a scene from the movie). What intrigues me about Iran is the relationship between a political system and a culture. Before the revolution, Iran was pretty much westernized, it was nothing like other countries in the region, women didn't have to cover their heads, they could wear short skirts, drive a car, smoke cigarettes. After the revolution everything changed, everybody knows in which way. I'm not supporting one or the other government - both have blood on their hands, but apparently Iran have always had a problem with democracy. I'm wondering what are the people like there - those high-educated, open-minded, well-traveled Iranians, I want to couch surf there, I want to talk to them. It may sound creepy, but I like travelling to the countries that are lacking democracy, it makes me appreciate all the freedom I have and it keeps me aware of the fact that it's not obvious in some places.

Two: Send my mom to French Polynesia

My mom is the best mom in the whole world. When I was a little girl, she was taking me to museums, theaters, galleries, for long walks. I remember almost every single trip with her. When I got a raw wooden dollhouse, we spent a whole afternoon wallpapering the rooms with the most beautiful wrapping paper she got and stitching curtains and quilts for my dolls. She was supporting me in my drawing, she was getting cold on winter Tuesdays afternoons, when I decided to learn how to ride a horse (not to mention covering the costs of this rather money-consuming hobby). She had a tough life but she gave my sister and me a LOT of love and care.

My mom and I. The fashion of the time of political transformaton - priceless :-)

She has always wanted to travel, but when she was young, crossing the Iron Curtain was almost impossible, you had to have an invitation from abroad, a permission from the local police, they were interviewing you and all your family. She wanted to study geography, but she ended up at the Economic University. The system collapsed a year after she gave birth to me. We took road trips to the Netherlands, France and Spain, but she has never been outside of Europe. When I asked her about where would she like to go (assuming she can go anywhere, no matter the costs and distance), she  said "French Polynesia" (as she speaks French). 

That's my second task: sending her to French Polynesia. It's gonna take a shit load of money but she totally deserves it. I need around 6200 PLN for a ticket and then 300 PLN daily (for let's say 17 days) for an accomodation. Makes around 11 000 PLN in total (=3448 $ or 2632 €). I appreciate all the advices considering investing money, lowering the price of the flight or alternative accomodation in Polynesia.

One: Get fit

Not because I dislike my body, it's because I love it. It's the only thing that we posess for all our life and it's our duty to keep it in good condition. I don't want to be 60 and find out that I've 30 years of my life left and I'm going to spend it on a wheelchair or just on a couch, because I was ignoring my body for the past 60 years.

Intro

Hello, I'm Marta
I'm 24.
I'm Polish.
In two months I'll be done with my studies.
I like drawing, writing, travelling and horseback riding. I like see-trough glass items in different colours and pretty shiny things. I like lumberjacks and Guy Delisle.

My goal is not to fuck my life up. Not to loose important things. To be happy. Not to wake up one day and ask myself "Hey, what happened with the past ten years?".

I want to make my dreams come true.

In 10 years from now I'll be 34 and I want to be able to say that I had awesome 10 years. I'm gonna make my plans come true one by one. Set up a bucket list, write down my dreams, give them numbers and just do it. 'A whole life' sounds overwhelming, but 10 years seems to be much enough to learn (or at least not forget) how to live my life to the fullest. It's gonna be 3652 high-quality days. Probably not all of them will be that cool, but I'll do my best.

In 10 years from now, on April 17th 2022 I plan to throw a great party, invite my friends and family and share my hapiness with them. You know, a proper big fat party with chinese lanterns, fireworks, a band and a chocolate fountain.