I can not tag this writing: I write nothing at this time (or anything that I can show to people). No more creations, waves creative impulses I had recently been punished by having a "partial it soon, revise! ; (finally, on free time that I took exorbitant between brief moments of revision, I had plenty of time to do what I wanted to).
Not even in occupations, I'm ...
Tote mood, then!
aware, ladies and gentlemen, I am about to screw up my first session blithely partial second year. I managed to screw up not too verbal (which it says is a form of control stupid - absolutely unfair, and would do well to be replaced by controls regular places of course). Tomorrow begins the writings.
But who cares!
I'm happy, I live my little life between Paris and Dijon, between my love, fencing, my cat, my music and my studies. I even reset to read (now The Evil Link - Anne Rice, and previously The Chronicles of twilight, Mathieu Gaborit).
I'll put to good use my second half to overtake the first (because I'm not academic nananère).
Meanwhile, I'll try to stay calm during the next 4 days. Then direction
Paris for a week, including a concert with Symphony X and the return of
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