First of all, I wanted to thank all of the people who read my blog, or who have ever read it. It really means the world to me that someone actually finds at least slightly interesting all of this I have to say.
Well, about this week, high school sucks. It really does. People are asshole, in extremis.
But I don't wanna talk about them now. I've discovered I love the XIX century literature (Jane Austen, E.A Poe, Gustave Flaubert...). I like to read about those times when young people knew how to talk and write without committing MAJOR grammar mistakes, and were polite also. Sometimes I'd like my life to be interesting enough for someone to think it's worthy of being the plot of a book.
And I'm convinced that I was born at the wrong time, in the wrong place. I should've been born either in the XIX century, in the U.K or at the golden era of Rock n' Roll in the U.S. When people had a good musical taste. That would've been awesome. But anyway, I've got to cope with what I have been given.
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