As a child, I dreamed of going to the Field of Miracles and was determined to go to Yakubovich and get the best gift. Decided to draw Yakubovich in the studio at the drum, he tried very hard, and when he finished, put his masterpiece on the couch and went somewhere. When I returned, I found that one of my parents had already been able to sit on my painting, it was removed and already unfit to give it to Leonid Arkadievich. All my efforts were wasted in vain, I started crying, screaming at my parents and eventually said, “This is what you did? Now Yakubovich will look at the painting and say, "What kind of shit is this?" It still reminds me of it :)

and happy:
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Herna is your education.
He was always a dispatcher (two years in the army were then repaired), walked 9, 10, 11 classes, did not study at the institute (two paid institutions, both fled from the first session). At 22 years went to work in technical support for twenty a month, now 28 - the head of the department of system analytics, a salary of two hundred thousand, a beloved wife with a twin, a closed mortgage.
As my parents sent us at the age of 24 (and gave the debts required from me for paid institutions and maintenance from the age of 18), I still do not communicate with them - all my life I tried to build the one, the other, the fifth, the tenth. I owe anything to my country and I owe nothing to anyone else.
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What song did you play on the alarm?

On my phone, to take a screenshot, it is enough to simultaneously press the volume adjustment keys "plus" and "minus".

When I have the alarm on my phone to put it off for 5 minutes, you have to press any volume control button.

When I wake up in the morning, it is no longer morning. The couple slept. Nothing awakened me. But on my phone a bunch of screenshots of the alarm.

The School

Remember, but rather write down - not publicly declared, but in fact the main goal of any (not only Russian) school is that at least part of the day teenagers (beings who are at the age that is typical to look for adventures on their ass) were under surveillance.

The education of these adolescents is declared as a primary but factually optional function. So relying entirely on the school in the education of your children, of course, is possible, but not far-reaching.

All the goods!

Where do we turn? Smart clocks - pressure, pulse... soon a general blood test will learn to do... Here!!! You wake up so happy, and your gadget sold you to someone for organs...Hey!! to

The modern system of education, as Dolores Ambridge correctly pointed out, is aimed not at the practical application of knowledge in life, but at the successful passing of exams.
I have everything.

AKO: Eating wanted to be stronger than thinking well.

The Schoolwriter

I don't understand - I only had a book in the first class, the first book was the Literary, in which the letters were just studied and only then - reading ("MA-MA MY-LA RA-MU"), the first notebook was the Notebook, in which the sticks and circles were first written and only then the letters, and the first calculator - the counting sticks? And then I look at everyone already in the school academics came...although the program of education is like one for everyone (at least then it was definitely one).

Pila Gay is coming to us - will we go?
M is?! to
Pellegrini is fucking! A replacement car.

The School

The old truth is: who knows does, who does not know teaches.
Those who really wanted to teach children something run out of school after graduation, or for a maximum of two years. The system does not provide for the transfer of knowledge, especially - the development of some diligence, love of knowledge, etc. The teachers themselves say, say, school is not for study, but for socialization. Thus e. The education of the middle hand of a puppet, able to survive in an aggressive domestic environment - this is the goal of the Russian school from its own point of view.

XX: Imagine, Mom comes, shakes the plate to align the teeth and asks that we do it conveniently!
UUU: Oh, say that if it is convenient, then the result will be to retirement.
XXX: So the child in school!
See also: AAA
XX: Even if the child is uncomfortable somewhere, how can we fix it remotely?

My mother, as a child, cooked pelletry for us, "hidden" toys of all kinds in them, and there was a heart. My mother said, “He who finds the heart loves me most.” When there was one pellet left, the sister wanted to take it, but I shouted that I love my mother most of all, knocked the fork into my sister's hand.

Welcome to all! Who will tell which program to download to the computer to make Photoshop

The situation is now (on the third half of the night, I sit my estimate on 4 mults, while talking on Skype with Misha not to turn off):
I’ve just pulled it up for Ildin.
I: Would you know how I am now the financial director?
-Misha: ahaha, live broadcast on Excel, new tweet channel
- I: We make the estimates live broadcast... work with the numbers of 80 lvl, pumping from IP to the cartel in front of your eyes...

Voltov: I just had an idiotic file today. For the sake of interest, he began to dissolve an empty pepper bottle. During the crushing of the upper part of the hand, he jumped, scratching his finger around the sharp edges, on which there was a little of the nuclear pepper fluid. The wound began to bite wildly, and I pushed my finger into my mouth.

In 1983, it was much easier. You don’t understand the words "I don’t want". You start to endure the brain for 10 minutes, half an hour, an hour. In the end, it’s easier to say “OK, let’s do it, just go away from me.”" Therefore you have to answer “I don’t know”", so you’ll get away faster.

I call the courier service at 8-800 to order.
I: the city of St. Petersburg, Nevsky Prospect, 48, the courier is needed for tomorrow.
Girl: I do not have such a prospectus in St. Petersburg.
I: Oh how is it not?
D: I repeat to you, there is no such prospect in St. Petersburg!!! to
I: Why is there no Nevsky Prospect in St. Petersburg?? to
D (indignated): I have only “Oil Road” here in the base on the Nef!!! to

Sometimes you drive and so painfully painfully suddenly it becomes that the right is not equipped with a radio shooter place.

(To the story from March 13 about the cat). Once in the late autumn we came with the whole family to the country, we opened the cottage, and a miracle runs to meet - a black piece in white boots and with a white tie. His bats were so complaining that his son picked him up on his arms and carried him faster into the house - to feed and warm up. It turned out that the cat living in the villages disappeared (probably bitten by dogs), leaving three kittens orphans. We fed them all and warm them up. And my first kittens, my nine-year-old son, put them behind his buttocks and brought them home. And a very affectionate and intelligent cat Sonya grew up, who adored and worshipped my young. If he was not there for a long time, she jumped on his bed and complained to the owner. He was supposed to raise his voice – she was in all the support and ticked his mouth in his nose – “What about you?” and then looked around everyone – “Who hurt my precious? Everyone is broken.”
In the upbringing of the sons in our family prevailed the "spark", but apparently once the province was great, and the time of the "knut" came. The father in anger began to pull the belt from his pants, and the younger, seeing the inevitability of the punishment, wildly cried out of fear, because he never received the belt. Hearing these cries, the cat rushes in and on the move, assessing the situation, gets stuck in the father's hand. He throws her away in anger. The cat falls, immediately jumps up and gets stuck in the punitive palm again. She is thrown aside again, she is trapped again intentionally. Thus she won - dropped her son from a well-deserved spoil.

Did you go to a potato shop?
and yes. Is it all ruined?
No, she’s all cabbage. Go further.