Saturday, January 23, 2010

Isotherm Gradients 2010



again. I happened again. Every beginning of the year, after my birthday, I fall into this sort of teen angst, my world collapses, I cancel, I do not know what to do with my life. I do not know what I want, and this is serious, especially in two decades. Normal people know what they want to finish high school, about me, I know, but I can not. And then I look for something that fills this hole. But it is not easy when you head elsewhere. It 's like every day I had to throw out part I feel good for me, it happens to me when I dance, but when I speak, it is as if I fell into a deep abyss, black, black, more black. In truth I wish I could see in ten years and already know what I will do. I received a bag of IULM, I tried to leave it under my eyes, but to no avail. My father looks skeptical the envelope, not open. My mother opens it, to 'look at the contents, and then says: "if you want to do But I have to indebt, you know I do not have all qiuei money, even if you can win a scholarship." Cold Just like that. And I, swollen eyes, I was speechless. I feel terribly guilty for not doing what they wanted to mine. Anyway, I can not ask them to borrow for me to pay un'università, quando so benissimo che esiste anche mio fratello a cui dar conto. Semplicemente non posso. Ma dopo aver fallito due volte i test di veterinaria e medicina comincio a pensare di essere stupida, o almeno sotto la media.
Come vorrei essere normale...

G.

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