Yay!
super happy!
But let's start from the beginning ...
Monday I finished the third round of the state exam (aka maturity),
which consists of three questions relating to 4 subjects in 3 hours time .. actually a real problem for someone who has not studied this year and a total of almost anything in 5 years
"has done a shit" ...
We arrive ill-prepared physically and mentally ...
fact Saturday night I slept outside,
post:
"Attention, concentration, rhythm and vitality "
and Sunday afternoon I had other things to think .. and certainly not history, art, science and English ...
... cmq Subjects:
1) art with a visiting professor .. and three impossible questions:
-scale theater .. (one page on the book and made a memory lapse in September ..)
-scientific study of the colors of the Impressionists .. (eh ????? what? ?)
-the "ready made" in Dada ... (but what the fuck is this shit?) (Zingarelli docet .. see below)
2) English. (What'is Inglese?-This is my English to understand ..)
-impossible questions that I removed it immediately after reading them ...
3) science professor with external ..
-study of the Earth with seismic waves (easy, because on Zingarelli There are drawings and explanations)
litogenetico-cycle (Fortunately I had the Italian dictionary to look litogenetico that also means "metamorphosis" and then devote the search terms in the dictionary as:
metamorphism, rocks, sediments, etc. .. and write all the definitions .. muahahahaha !...)
-eclipse, total eclipse, partial, and ring .. (Zingarelli great here also save me!)
4) history (I love both the material and the teacher )
-cause of the rise to power of fascism (I wrote 12 lines even though the maximum was 10 ..)
-30 years in Europe (how nice !!!!)
-Cold War main character (also here 0 problems ..)
conclusion:
seemed to have made a disgusting ...
Monday fucking day, almost quarrel with my little and talk in general ..
Tuesday idem .. bad day ..
Wednesday the sun reappears in my mind I deeply disturbed by a so sick .. quiet afternoon but then came the evening and the first problems arise here .. Background
.. before arriving at school to see the pictures with the voting and the school is already closed ..
Done .. a small dick (my sister wanted to invite a friend to see a movie and we shared a room, so this means no computer, no POST OF WEDNESDAY, 'and no "lag" on a wheel chair ..) I ago to fight with my sister, my mother says that if they are deficient and that my father would send me "affancuuulooo" but conspicuously holds ... Then seated on makeshift
.. television is a little film of caxxo on hurricanes and storms ... I see half (not that I see half of a film) until 11.30 am when I am angry with my sister and her friend because they have not yet ceased to occupy "abused" my room ...
"Damn I'm tired! Will have the right to sleep? Tomorrow I expect a day of shit with the results of the written" .. This reads my mind ..
nourish me, I do fear .. Scazzi, eyes red from too much sleep and black in the face ...
I can go to bed, not before he threw a little dig at my sister that we agreed that the 11 would have cleared the room to make me sleep .. that it is almost not send me to hell ...
Ed is in bed I start to think ...
and the thoughts start to creep into my mind a something .... but it bothers me ..
And here it comes ..
Hear it rise from the depths of your Being ..
.. .. The blind fury ah yes .. goduriaaa
that even now looking back I am almost a shiver of pleasure in the stomach .. (will caxxone hunger, are the two and you have not eaten ..)...
that anger is not very valid reasons you are when you're in bed and would like to be in another place: The kitchen
.. .. is in the kitchen with bowls in one hand and those in the other plans ... the spoon in his mouth to turn wood for the sauce ...
(it's a bit 'rambo ..)
then you see 3 seconds later, you do not release the images of some of the dishes in your hand, or your expression nor the sound of crashing dishes nor other details ...
No, you see only the dishes crashing "loudly" against the door and fall apart .. loudly, because you know that the dishes would make noise, but your mind is imagining the scene as a silent film ...
and it is there, then that only you, in your innermost being, you know what would you do such a thing and feel the pleasure, unique pieces to make those dishes (which are meanwhile specials caxxo ..) and then maybe move on .. I know, go out and take apart the machine to someone who is on caxxo, to meet the wide boys of the neighborhood and fill the barrel ...
some people might call it madness, not be too easy and simplistic to call it madness ...
I would call it more:
"Time for a new and moments of frenzy"
change that? you're wondering ..
ah sorry ...
still not able to agree to put my mind and my heart for answers satisfactorily this question, or just do not feel the need to write here right now on display to all who pass ..
and cabbage .. what do you want?
would be too easy to go from here quickly and read everything that is written in my thoughts and in my dreams .. would be like having the key to my IO ..
are currently not yet willing to give it to anyone.
(even if you agree with succulent offerings .. preferably in cash)
well were we yesterday evening / night ...
So .. despite "a few" thoughts in mind, I can not sleep until morning, when they start to materialize in my mind, that you may have guessed by now be twisted and messed up, the first nightmares and dreams ... If the evening was
anger and fury
now only:
.. Fear .. In my mind constantly alternating high and low ratings, happy faces and unhappy, people who teases me for a vote and ridicule people who are surprised that I've got a high score ...
are moments of sheer terror ... 5-6 completely opposite dreams that I see promoted or rejected ..
cabbage have been months and months and now I worry about is the paranoia??!
but I am crazy??
be I wake up, get up ... breakfast, clothes, bikes and law school to see the results ...
stoned off the bike, a guy sends me to hell fill the position because he wants to go with the bike but I did not even realize it .. I am making hair ..
(but caxxo get settled in your hair?)
arrival from the gate, and go past him from the pictures ...
.. surprise .. we are in class 27 .. I see only a 43, a 37, then 36 and two at the end ..
my control ..
a 33 .. fucking beautiful 33 ...
there are only 2 more than 33 ... but damn!!
I got 33! and are also the 5th best score of the class !!!!!
some under 32, then 30 and then a string of 28 and to end the 26 ...
remain speechless ............ ............ open-mouthed ...
expecting some midge is crashing on my teeth ..
