There is something bizarre, even paradoxical, in my habit of spending many of my peaceful times feeling bored or void, and being tired but still full of hopes and straight during the busiest and most chaotic ones.
If i think of how school is exhausting me, of all those things i have had to do since ages ago and still i don't find the chance to do, of all the interests and friends i would like to share my time with, and to all the anxieties (am i taking too much time for this thing? and what could i do if i didn't work it out? how can i do all those things before tomorrow? and so on......................................) worrying me when i don't sleep enough, i get surprised to be still alive and (almost) sane, i must say.
Instead, i do feel tired and frustrated for all those things i can't do and people i can't meet, but i'm also full of ideas and, on the whole, very hopeful.
All right, i'm a bit too moody to say that this will last, but for now it is ok. I'm feeling ready to face -to face what?-...to face time.
That damn old thing called time has always caused the 60% of my trouble with the world!
To face, to face, to face......
I don't know what.

Did you see? I kept my promise! i did posted 4 works before leaving! now, 4 in a month is such a record. Dats has been a good little girl this time! Brava Dats!
And thanks to everyone (from the very bottom of my heart) for all the wandeful fiendship, the encouragement, the support!
I have to apologize too: i haven't been commenting anyone's works for ages. Mind you, it isn't that I'm not checking you out, I am as much as i can. It is that often i don't find the time to write a good comment, so please be patient (time damn time!), I will remedy, I swear i will!

Oh aye i'm leaving (right because i wasn't busy enough yet)! from 19 to 30 i will be in Argentina, then i will come back home, I will stay just 2 days and finally Venice, 3 days with my class fellows.
Maybe i will get rid of writing a journal or something from there, let's see.

Love!
Dats
(or a tired, moody -and pretty happy- thirteen who feels like writing something new and maybe sounding stupid -but still pretty happy- on her journal)