Every time you prepare to give up, life bites you on the ass and makes you run forward. I want to see if I can go on and how. On the one hand I would like to indulge in pseudo americanoidi attitudes like "I am goint to do it" or "Challenges motivated me" or "Bet on me, Bet Against Me. I do not care. I am going to win it" the other
the dear old Scazzi and fatalistic attitude. I got so far do not know how. No one knows how and where it will arrive '. Thanks to the usual Gabola I have a beautiful Russian visa in September. A tourist visa, but no work and above all, no room where to stay Moscow.
All roads seems to feel close to me in the face. And again I will generate two attitudes: on one side "bastards, I do not want to Moscow, well I'll have to take" and the other, "but who am I doing this, the signs are clear, not 'fate."
deep breath and think that if it passes the examination, are trouble.
After examination we put seriously to throw down 'thesis, eh? Do you promise, eh?
... you ... I Nearly
, I Nearly Lost You There
And Its taken us somewhere I Nearly Lost You
there Well lets try to sleep now
I Nearly Lost You There
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