Most major plus 12/31/2007 23:59 other i was asked the other

Most major plus,12/31/2007 23:59,other,”
I was asked the other day how I feel knowing that soon will be increased. What could I answer? Maybe:? Feel like become an interesting man. responsible. an important part of a democratic country? was an expected response. but I silenced. Begin to hate and hate to be a man all – that I feel in 18 years.

I hate my neighbor on the 1st floor that always lurks. to see who joins (who stands) of the block and where it goes. I hate that we are in 2007 (there are two? 0? Not alone!) And behave like tiny animals. A gift for my birthday: trust and freedom. To believe all that I could cross a river even if I do not know how to swim. maybe in the last months I was swimming courses. Why does not anyone believe me? Get back at 5 in the city and not anyone ask me anything.

My mother trust me or what has grown over 18 years.
Tossed in a backpack with my head rapidly back to the station. after several airs of the family like: How you can go by train alone at 22:30 ?…?. And here I am on the road thinking about the golden age of adolescence. One of the toes hurts awful. probably was hampered by a stone today Jiu.

I believe that in 18 years do not need the money. but now live just as I like. Only. refugee on a desert island of my thoughts. trying to find a magazine for my trip. but kiosks
have been closed long ago. A dog in May oddball like me. lured to bag my left hand. follow me. Type of tickets seem to see a ghost. get a strange look from him and I gotta wait for the train.

My thoughts fly. I expect to do 18 years. but for what? It can go like crazy from home? – Well. that and 17 years are to come from the city on 8 – well it made at 15 years. Find happiness in one action. At the edge retrieve my self is a gap and my nails black tries to touch. For 10 minutes we lived in two places at once. My body rests near a pole. hands it supplied with chips and sour cream. the same privilege to enjoy and a dog from me … My fingers touch the bag – is empty.

My comrade sit happy. his eyes delight me. How much love can exist in a mere creature? Smile … ? Hey. Fool!?. On hearing the voice rises and sits down next to my feet with muzzle on injured finger. I forget everything. many gestures – a few words … love is at home. 18 years to learn to love. I heartily for all: the unknown. the animal for you. for parents. the dog from the station or for friends.
Why would you want 18 years?
The beach. wild cards. friends. umbrellas. beer. people who understand you. fights with parents. plus. driver's license. girls in swimsuits. carousing. cool guys – two tears are lost in the face right next to other – an apartment in which to sit alone. to invite your friends from time to time to feel a little …
Perfect day in 18 years?
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rezirea at 11-12. A quick shower followed by a breakfast served in front of the TV: cereal with milk and Jetix. After a while you get a call from a neighbor (a neighbor) was nice that you ask them install an antivirus to get them something to help something. The visit is prolonged because it is a film that none of you saw and desire is so great? 'S get us a movie!?. By the time you do supply to 16 go for the next days this week because you're at home. take: chips. sour cream. juice. vodka. beer. peanuts. popcorn. bananas. peanut butter. chewing gum. and 4 pizza the list continues. When you go home in a few minutes on the net. the mess. and minutes become hours. Evening of choice: chef in you or a friend out with a girlfriend. walk. roller. meet friends. plus. all you do to get home after 5 o'clock. And the last one days …

The train that are going to speed time. Read these lines and tell me I am wrong! Tell me you do not want 18 years and one day perfect!
One full moon night everything looks magical. Mircea Eliade said? Human life follows the sun. And love increases with the square of the month …?. I throw my backpack on my left eye for they know that a book was thrown master. Lights fugitive spot by the train window and even shooting stars. Dreams or nightmares? In parallel with me is the highway. his mind racing trying to power a truck – I did. but the station will get it next winner.

Sleep numb my eyes. I slept only 4 o'clock – the life of a man found on major summer holiday.
In my youth section two white spots … Ah! Some time ago there were probably placed two mirrors.

I promise! I promise that I will be a parent if you let children enjoy life and liberty. I promise that I will look right track. but I want to choose what they want. I promise to adapt to a new era. it was not my favorite still go to concerts. listen to music just to chip implanted in the left ear because it is my children's generation. I promise that I will dress in eight colors that will be so cool then.

Uff! I am disgusted by the promises they make. Gonna be a fat mom. nagging. old-fashioned. poorly dressed. ignorant. devoid of humor. parallel with the new culture – like your mother. mine or our friends. Because we like: narcissistic and egocentric.
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