Nothing to say. Ordinary life. Boring lack of drama. Studying Fichte. Chatting at the back seats of my classroom. Cursing at the low marks. Smiling at the few good ones. Crying my eyes on the Physics test about electric fields. Sneering on my English Literature test on William Wordsworth. Going to a conference about James Joyce. Attending a meeting about contemporary art (tomorrow @ school). Watching for someone to love in the "titanic" way. Driving old cars with friends around. Hating the current pope and president with the history teacher. No sport or wellness. Just a couple of handstands and somersaults on the parallel bars on the PE classes. Cooking pizza with my lovely classmates. Listening to Britney (as always). Hanging out on facebook. Reading no books. Looking for time to write my own book. Watching some catchy soaps. Cutting my hair. Keeping going on. Trying to be some decently happy. Feeling like I'm on a stage and people fanatically watching my show. Think I can handle it?
15 years ago
