Island

School is starting tomorrow and, like most of teenagers, I would rather eating the grossest food in the whole world than going.

Don't get me wrong: meeting up with my friends is something I'm looking forward too; it's been two weeks and I really miss them all, especially the time spent with my deskmate: the chitchatting, the confused glances we excange during Maths and the gossip.

However I'm not ready for all the stress and the tests. Before winter break I couldn't sleep due to all the work I had to get done for school.

I remember the last exam I had: I had to study over 120 page and 21 texts of various medieval authors. The part I feared the most was when the teacher read a few words of a poem and we ha to give her the title, the author and the meaning. I woke up at four o'clock that morning as I was terrified, I wasn't able to think straight. During the night before this, even if I had finally managed to get some sleep, I continued to repeat and repeat everything I had studied. 

Needless to say I was half death by the time my turn was up, but i did good!

All of this not to say I'm some kind of nerd who gets good grades; the stress induced by the school system was and still is too much for me to bare. I really wish I could run away

In my dreams I finally reached an isolated island. Who lives there?- some might ask; 

Me, myself and I- I would answer. 

A small and cozy wooden house sourranded by gigantic trees: even though the home is tiny, inside one can find anything they might need. 

A path made by rocks bring you in front of patio, little yet so spacious. Sitting in a couch outside it's the best way to enjoy a new book or learn a new language.

The best thing, however, is the kitchen equipped with every kitchenware for baking: the house always smells sweet; one day some apple flavoured cookies are cooked, others some deliciuos cakes or even chocolate brownies.

I would spend all of my life learnirng not because I'm scared of a test, but because I'm so amazed by all the wonderful languages, science facts, historical chronicles.

During this holidays I started many new journeys that I probably won't contunue as much, due to the pressure that school puts on myself: take this blog for example, although I know that it's very realistic it won't be very popular, I still opened it and put all of myself in the entries I wrote.

I hope all of my worries are in vane, an things will continue to amaze me even when I Won't even have time to breath.

The song that beribes my feelinng right now is Vienna by Billy Joel; especially when the lyrics go: You've got so much to do/ And only so many hours in a day, hey.

Also I would like to thank my first ever follower!!!

love always,

random grrrl

(I still have to revise the text, so it might be full of mistakes, however I really really wanted to publish this today)