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!