First day of school (= NOOOOOOOO)
Help . Help
.
E 'started.
Please, someone save me.
I do not want.
MAY NOT 'BE VEROOOO !!!!!
is inconsistent in the thoughts of the seven and half asleep this morning. I did not want to believe but yes, it touched me too. Now I've made so many first days of school that I should not make us any more.
...
Oh God, I feel old.
However, the clock radio is playing well for once, a song with quiet calm that I did not expect, and that woke me up gently ... start the day. I got up, still in a trance and turned it off, only to hear the silence is broken by the piercing screams followed of the desperation of three teenagers on the floor above, ergo the children of my neighbors, who must have had an awakening much more tragic than mine. As a zombie I headed to the bathroom, feeling on the skin just does not felt for some time, or the chill of early morning.
a shock.
When I woke up for good and I was finally ready, I stuck the plug in the stereo (usually worse than take it off because it flashes an alarm to las vegas, helping with the dear streetlight outside my window to keep me awake), pulled out my faithful alarm 2 security (which may die if kept on the table ... and then makes a terrible mess) and I opened the window to let some light. All the things I do when I get back from school, but I decided to get into the habit of doing so just got up:
1) fresh air wakes me up a little
2) greets me when I get a room full of light and not a hole in the dark and depressing
need to change little by little.
Just got in the car, after having had stomach upset from the damn cold chocolate that I force myself to swallow the morning not to starve, now my father showed me the preaching-to-early-years. Everywhere. Every time I hear it all away I want to study, and to achieve the opposite effect then intended. ^ ^ '
At school I went through the flood of frightened Firstborn, recording a few things including:
1) I was not so low
2) I was not so pucciosa
3) I DO NOT held the ridge so high despite the fear (or maybe it's just the disease 'beat-the-Firstborn' that spreads)
And I found myself obsessed with terror by microbes, especially when I bumped a while and I am sorry this was literally stuck to the wall. (Me: ...........)
just put your foot inside the hated class 3x4 started the sequelae of hugs: The Ele, and in the classroom with us (And GO!), The Apple, the Rebby, Francy, the Je (buuuuh those of III's have all uffa frigate Crepin), Food (unexpected but I really liked it ^ o ^ Pour the guy is good, although I aspire to become a copy Elvis Preasley), the Zanga, Timur ... and do not remember.
Niccolòòòò I chatted a bit with the joke about his horses E. our former professor of mate (the home sent anonymously exercises that gave us for the holidays as he had promised to do if there gave them .... miiitico Nickyyy ... too bad that she has SGAM).
Then I saw the Ste. And I was amazed. He almost did not recognize him! It almost seemed to have changed the face! Although to tell the truth was he just made his hair grow long and curly. The change almost any aspect of the face, the better I must say! Not that bad, but so is much better. He also spent the whole morning to raccorglierseli, it was really nice.
are no bench with Apple as planned, I arrived late (damn father) and so I ended up at the second bank with a shot in the third, but it looks very nice ^ o ^ Although we still do not know very well ^ ^ ' However, it seems a quiet guy, that's the main thing. The benches in front of us are free, so it is as if we were in the front row, but I refuse to be! Both were absent in two or three, so as soon as we arrive at the place. I refuse to beat myself there again.
New Members: I have a girl once seen, a Sicilian rather timid, the Julia and Andrea, a young man in terms of ideas and attitude seems a copy of Stephen ... I feel that will get along!
a psychology class we had, but it is not my course for me it was an hour of fooling around, then right (the teacher is much better than I thought, sin is an alternate), show (the same as the first ... Professor showed us the videos made by those of last year's show, really cute and funny! ^ O ^) and Italian / history that has terrorized ruining a quiet morning with the exams nearly 5 degrees. .. pig **** but we are still in third, think about it ok, but a little is good enough then!
English I have left Easter (vai!) and the mate I Canoscio (former professor of computer science) and then the Bianchi I Computer ... and then I do not know.
Way back I did it with the elite, and we talked a bit. After
Db and a good supply of manga, I was put under and I have studied English for five hours for the test ... This year I want to put me down! Good intentions, oh yeah!
I also want to go to bed early to wake (!!!!!) well then ... kisses!
Tuesday, September 12, 2006
Friday, September 8, 2006
The Biggest Indian Boobs
, design ...
* ^ ^ Today I went around a bit with Melissa. It was a long time since we did not (indeed, we have always done little strange since we are friends for almost five years) Together with us there was the Linda, the 'new' Linda (pity that we put in III A, is nice) and hue (her god ... I did the basic effect that bad, I feel old).
We stopped for breakfast in a bar for the course, or rather, they ate while I watched, all because of my stingy parents who were unwilling to release 5 € for the breakfast of their only daughter.
Actually it was not in the projects, I wanted to go home, but the 'new' me Linda apostrophe with a "Come on, do not be antisocial!" and so I went with them. I had fun despite the hunger.
Later, as his train arrived an hour and a half later, I kept company with Linda, and not I left it until we met the Zanga and two other girls who were waiting for the train and I left with them.
Today I saw Naruto. And I have asked the classic questions of any innocent bystander watching an anime-rehearsed-by-mediaset:
1) Who the hell take as voice actors? That is, but you read the story before choosing?! My God, there's one good! (Oh better, than some type of Kakashi are good, but totally unsuitable for their characters) Or maybe I, after reviewing four times the 200 points the anime in Japanese with wonderful character voices are too hard ... No, I do not think. They just suck.
2) Who the hell Translate DIAL?! Some blunders that even a two year old child would do! I have not words. Indeed, fortunately some speech has been kept the original meaning, but using words that seemed so easy to hear the children of asylum arguing for a candy!
3) The complaints, cuts ... and I say no more.
4) The symbol ... is not too bad, but I still prefer the wonderful original coding (Give me back WIIIIIIIIIINDDDDDDDD BWAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH)
General was maintained better than most anime broadcast by Mediaset, but still we did not, not really. And I do not say 'okay, I'm pleased considering precedents' NO! I'm tired of being taken for a ride by Mediaset, Rai and the rest. The stake and their Moige damn!
As far as other lj on the sims 2, I decided it's too much effort to open a part, then I'll use this, posting the story about the private post (I'm a little ashamed to show it in public). Maybe inizerò soon, depends on how effectively I feel like it. It 's long history as ... sooo long.
* ^ ^ Today I went around a bit with Melissa. It was a long time since we did not (indeed, we have always done little strange since we are friends for almost five years) Together with us there was the Linda, the 'new' Linda (pity that we put in III A, is nice) and hue (her god ... I did the basic effect that bad, I feel old).
We stopped for breakfast in a bar for the course, or rather, they ate while I watched, all because of my stingy parents who were unwilling to release 5 € for the breakfast of their only daughter.
Actually it was not in the projects, I wanted to go home, but the 'new' me Linda apostrophe with a "Come on, do not be antisocial!" and so I went with them. I had fun despite the hunger.
Later, as his train arrived an hour and a half later, I kept company with Linda, and not I left it until we met the Zanga and two other girls who were waiting for the train and I left with them.
Today I saw Naruto. And I have asked the classic questions of any innocent bystander watching an anime-rehearsed-by-mediaset:
1) Who the hell take as voice actors? That is, but you read the story before choosing?! My God, there's one good! (Oh better, than some type of Kakashi are good, but totally unsuitable for their characters) Or maybe I, after reviewing four times the 200 points the anime in Japanese with wonderful character voices are too hard ... No, I do not think. They just suck.
2) Who the hell Translate DIAL?! Some blunders that even a two year old child would do! I have not words. Indeed, fortunately some speech has been kept the original meaning, but using words that seemed so easy to hear the children of asylum arguing for a candy!
3) The complaints, cuts ... and I say no more.
4) The symbol ... is not too bad, but I still prefer the wonderful original coding (Give me back WIIIIIIIIIINDDDDDDDD BWAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH)
General was maintained better than most anime broadcast by Mediaset, but still we did not, not really. And I do not say 'okay, I'm pleased considering precedents' NO! I'm tired of being taken for a ride by Mediaset, Rai and the rest. The stake and their Moige damn!
As far as other lj on the sims 2, I decided it's too much effort to open a part, then I'll use this, posting the story about the private post (I'm a little ashamed to show it in public). Maybe inizerò soon, depends on how effectively I feel like it. It 's long history as ... sooo long.
Wednesday, September 6, 2006
Burgundy Walls And Drapes
Plagued by the school falls into the drug game
The post title says it all, I think. After a month or more of utter idleness, the harsh reality - the school - I was beaten mercilessly in front. Imagine my surprise yesterday when I laid eyes on the calendar after months (still the month of April, simply because there is a picture cover too Where's My Car and I'm sorry ... but in October there There is one more beautiful, so there is still hope) and I saw it was already September 6, and that the school would soon be resumed, or 12.
If I had thrown a punch in the stomach, I would have done more harm than that.
Luckily this year I seem to start with at least one more year like the past - since the first resist apathy to leave me again? We accept bets. Again this year I
philosophy, law and economics, systems, and can not remember what else. I will have less education and social geography, where both subjects had high ratings - my poor average buuuuuuuuuuuh
In total I have spent over 370 € only for books, thanks to dear Papone that does not want to appear to use. On the other hand, the type I almost pulled behind the diary Smemoranda fuchsia and black (even if I wanted the comix, vabbeh). In reality they would be less, if the beloved English teacher would not have added to the list even a dictionary of the cost of Zingarelli - brrr - 89 €. When I saw it I nearly fainted. I could also refuse to take it, it's true, but I preferred to do this because the dear prof gave me sufficiency in that area, something extraordinary that happened in primary school and that allowed me to avoid remedial classes in September morning that I pooped even before the school itself.
The bad news of the day: we have risbattuto in the same class of the last two years. What the fuck, really! We are more than 20 and we bump into a hole 3x4, with a single window, or tear you to death by suffocation among us (the lack of space can lead to madness ... oh my God, that this is their goal? Us to eliminate story? but certainly it's all a conspiracy!) but above all we are THREE ... well, ok, we would be fine Firstborn Firstborn is known that it shall be ... but we are third! Now I thought that I earned the right to a bench and not the ridiculous 17 year old children from the elementary propinano us (I got the back pain to be there by dint of sitting!), And can lengthen legs without encroaching into the front seat of ... or at least, I thought I had won the right to breathe, as in a similar class, where they refuse even to open windows and doors for regulation, very likely to die!
I saw all my friends and I was very pleased. Lately I feel very happy, who knows why. I am fond of books by Marion Zimmer Bradley (to name a few, like "The Torch" and "The Mists of Avalon" masterpieces), and I rediscovered the love for Wilbur Smith (River God "is yet in my personal ranking of the most beautiful books ever) and DragonBall, and even if it was the sixteenth time I saw him this summer I found myself watching the performances along with my mother. (Thank God I forgot to watch Naruto, my heart would not hold) I have also started to read the fanfic on Db, and for days listening loop in the code of the original series Z.
It 'just listening to this (and looking at last the final installment of the first set of Dark Angel) Saturday night that my speakers were mutineers, deciding to commit suicide, so flagrant, or by sending a shock through headphones crazy that I have authorized Vegeta's hair for days and frying my wonderful, beautiful, loyal and scassatissima sound card. Fry! All of me, sigh.
I'm playing a casino on Dragon Quest (are penultimate boss, too bad I should level up to beat that corvaccio malcresciuto, but I need at least 50,000 points and each fight will give you 500 to 1000 max and my patience is running out) and The Sims 2 (I have to take the new bonus Glamour Life pack and the new Pets expansion ... I can not wait to fill the homes of dogs and cats!) of which I'm managing contemporanemanete Avandia 8 families sending a history of the area that now has more than 80 pages ... so I decided to create a new lj, with post private, only to tell the history of the area and put a little in order, so even more detail.
On this point, I thought to change the graphics a little bit of this lj ... now much of the heat wave is gone, and black is used to illuminate the brain.
I'm going to watch the second episode of Utawarerumono ... beautiful souls, but can not have a title!
The post title says it all, I think. After a month or more of utter idleness, the harsh reality - the school - I was beaten mercilessly in front. Imagine my surprise yesterday when I laid eyes on the calendar after months (still the month of April, simply because there is a picture cover too Where's My Car and I'm sorry ... but in October there There is one more beautiful, so there is still hope) and I saw it was already September 6, and that the school would soon be resumed, or 12.
If I had thrown a punch in the stomach, I would have done more harm than that.
Luckily this year I seem to start with at least one more year like the past - since the first resist apathy to leave me again? We accept bets. Again this year I
philosophy, law and economics, systems, and can not remember what else. I will have less education and social geography, where both subjects had high ratings - my poor average buuuuuuuuuuuh
In total I have spent over 370 € only for books, thanks to dear Papone that does not want to appear to use. On the other hand, the type I almost pulled behind the diary Smemoranda fuchsia and black (even if I wanted the comix, vabbeh). In reality they would be less, if the beloved English teacher would not have added to the list even a dictionary of the cost of Zingarelli - brrr - 89 €. When I saw it I nearly fainted. I could also refuse to take it, it's true, but I preferred to do this because the dear prof gave me sufficiency in that area, something extraordinary that happened in primary school and that allowed me to avoid remedial classes in September morning that I pooped even before the school itself.
The bad news of the day: we have risbattuto in the same class of the last two years. What the fuck, really! We are more than 20 and we bump into a hole 3x4, with a single window, or tear you to death by suffocation among us (the lack of space can lead to madness ... oh my God, that this is their goal? Us to eliminate story? but certainly it's all a conspiracy!) but above all we are THREE ... well, ok, we would be fine Firstborn Firstborn is known that it shall be ... but we are third! Now I thought that I earned the right to a bench and not the ridiculous 17 year old children from the elementary propinano us (I got the back pain to be there by dint of sitting!), And can lengthen legs without encroaching into the front seat of ... or at least, I thought I had won the right to breathe, as in a similar class, where they refuse even to open windows and doors for regulation, very likely to die!
I saw all my friends and I was very pleased. Lately I feel very happy, who knows why. I am fond of books by Marion Zimmer Bradley (to name a few, like "The Torch" and "The Mists of Avalon" masterpieces), and I rediscovered the love for Wilbur Smith (River God "is yet in my personal ranking of the most beautiful books ever) and DragonBall, and even if it was the sixteenth time I saw him this summer I found myself watching the performances along with my mother. (Thank God I forgot to watch Naruto, my heart would not hold) I have also started to read the fanfic on Db, and for days listening loop in the code of the original series Z.
It 'just listening to this (and looking at last the final installment of the first set of Dark Angel) Saturday night that my speakers were mutineers, deciding to commit suicide, so flagrant, or by sending a shock through headphones crazy that I have authorized Vegeta's hair for days and frying my wonderful, beautiful, loyal and scassatissima sound card. Fry! All of me, sigh.
I'm playing a casino on Dragon Quest (are penultimate boss, too bad I should level up to beat that corvaccio malcresciuto, but I need at least 50,000 points and each fight will give you 500 to 1000 max and my patience is running out) and The Sims 2 (I have to take the new bonus Glamour Life pack and the new Pets expansion ... I can not wait to fill the homes of dogs and cats!) of which I'm managing contemporanemanete Avandia 8 families sending a history of the area that now has more than 80 pages ... so I decided to create a new lj, with post private, only to tell the history of the area and put a little in order, so even more detail.
On this point, I thought to change the graphics a little bit of this lj ... now much of the heat wave is gone, and black is used to illuminate the brain.
I'm going to watch the second episode of Utawarerumono ... beautiful souls, but can not have a title!
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