Today I’ve started high school again… and I’m already sick of it. They’ve started talking about selectivity and all that stuff, and last night I couldn’t sleep, I had tremendous insomnia so I’ve almost stayed asleep at class,LOL. History has started with prehistory and reading a selectivity test (I think it’s the worst part of history), in English we’ve done a beginning test, in Spanish we’ve rode a selectivity test, in geography, Latin and psychology the teacher has just explained what was the subject about and you know, basic things… I think they’ve depressed me, and my motto was always:
they don’t care about us – Michael Jackson
I hope being able to affront all this big thing that’s coming to me, calling me, and why not, ready for destroying me… I’m ready for the nights with non sleep, for the coffees and the sad face.
And by the way, yesterday I fell in love with one book that I found in a bookshop:
I want it now, hope being able to buy it in a few because I’m going to Inca with Joan to buy some books.