So I was studying and listening to some good music, and then something reached my mind before those words I was writing on those white papers.
And it was my lovely singer Nat King Cole that, suddenly, was singing such an unknown song but, at the same time, such attractive to me: it was talking about my hands, my tiny fingers that people love to touch and cuddle because of their unusual length.
Oh yes I’m back!
No more sad stuff here!
I’ve had a hard summer. I finished my final exam in July after a non-stop year spent on studying since September of the last year; then I had a really short holiday because I had to study new subjects to prepare myself for universities’ tests about medicine, dentistry and biology of September. Now I’m waiting. I’ll probably move to Spain because there are no possibilities in my country. I passed the biology test but I don’t think so about medicine too. It is my dream but, as most knows, dreams usually don’t became true. So..I’d like to show that politics and bureaucracy can’t stop me! I want to show to Italy, with the spirit of all the other guys who have decided to study and work abroad, that the system must change or there won’t be any more great people to save our homeland.
Lovely place where to rest