Poetess : how can I become a writer?
Inner voice: go buy a pen and write.
Gold fish: what is your education?
Poetess : I went to school ... years ago.
(Every one is laughing).
Gold fish: it's enough!
Poetess : can you make my three wishes to come true!
Gold fish: only one, it's economical crisis now.
Poetess : what am I going to do?
Gold fish: write autobiography for example ..my life like anecdote ...
Stripper: you should've been a stripper.
I had doubts, few focuses until fist dollar bill touched my underwear.
Inner voice : She should've stayed in the forest,
All inclusive, bear is a dear friend, trillion stars, wash room is in another forest.
Poetess : and what to do?
Gold fish (wispering) : may be she doesn't understand anything,
People are telling her to buy a pen,
And she keep asking what to do in the forest?
May be this will be first and only one wish..
To understand. . English at least.
Understand life is my wish for true philosophers who didn't go to school.
Inner voice : breakfast time!
Poetess : don't help me with food.
Inner voice: what a ..?!
Poetess: what?
Inner voice: you have no make up again.
Poetess: didn't you talk about natural beauty?
Inner voice: yes, for one day may be, not every day.
Poetess : it's a new trend now,
Go without make up.
Why do you have to scream?
Poetess : I saw my name written on the sky.
Inner voice : in what language?
Poetess : it was a line and a dot on top.
I guess in English.
Inner voice ( reading instructions for pasta): stir before flipping over.
And how it supposed to work?
Stir parshally ...I have one piece of pasta and one spoon here.
May be I should make holes in the spoon.
Poetess : what kind of receipe is it,
When you have to make holes in the spoon to cook it?
How much stupidity in the world...
Inner voice : you are right
