Mood: Thoughtful
Song: David Van de Sfroos: Pulenta galena and boasts
"This is mea true that in the silence
duma the melancholy sleep,
is the true mea a tuscanèll
the MEA is making a pues de bon.
In this room without urelògg
bala bala the fairy and the industry
in begging SIIT without lüüs
that the DIIS tücoos 'is duma' Umbria ...."
And now, my thoughts will dance to melodies strange, doubts that accolpano one another in my head. Missing 81 days. 81 days in which I will soar hard battles against my future examinations, in order to leave things in Vigo and put order into my head. Summer that will be strange, maybe full of adventures that I never thought to live, I will give a step that I did not think of ever giving. A step towards the unknown. A step in which the forms of supposed friends are starting to fall, and shows us how the skin of true sincerity. An adventure worthy of any of my former teachers of Italian. I fear, but fear is not going anywhere ...
I feel small.
