are cooked, boiled cooked like a pumpkin (if you can tell), my thesis and I swear I shall put all efforts possible!
admit I go a bit slow in the morning because I like to stay under the warm blankets but who does not?
Well you can not say that my thoughts have improved a lot, but I admit that engage in something of mine helps me, even if just interrupt for a moment the fund deposited instill resurfaces. I feel drunk
terminology and descriptions of Renaissance clothes, I think the past on an elephant, and a lazy yawn as a domestic cat ... but how many animals are my mom!
I do not write today to complain, because I spent yesterday evening, after so long, a pleasant evening in which I could, even if marginally, to communicate with someone who did not know. For me, right now, is a great success!
I fully enjoyed the concert Quintorigo, and I was sitting in the second row ahead of me and although there was a photographer always in continuous up and down, I must say that was not bad ...
Of course music is a true wonder boys: inspires you, breathe you, lifts you over the peaks despite human touches the deepest depths moved to tears ...
During the concert I must admit that as well as by the skill and professionalism of the group, I was struck by the "sympathy" of the saxophonist ... Imagine that surprised, when coming out, I've seen a short distance and height on my own (I mean not on a stage of course). But alas, turning around, behind me I saw my former colleague and, with pleasure, I did a chat with him ... Unfortunately, to talk finished I discovered that for me was over even the chance to get to my man of the sax! Ugh!!
However, even if you do not know if I'd had the courage to speak to him, I brought home an autograph, however, the singer, and maybe this time it's okay!
PS for those who know me: I'm not really the same thing to my kitten?
However, even if you do not know if I'd had the courage to speak to him, I brought home an autograph, however, the singer, and maybe this time it's okay!
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