study
I love to learn. I even love the session. I love besonnye night. The whole house was asleep, and only open to you if not mystery mirozzdaniya, then for sure the differences of some economic schools are clear. And it always. And in the first year, and now, in polseduyuschie student years, and suddenly, when writing a dissertation, all the same. And do not want to say to yourself, well why should bvlo leave on the last night, to continue such ugliness not be repeated. No, it's quite another mood, konkstruktivnoe. I like to drink tea at night. I like to break away from school to see out the window at quiet street from the fifth floor, on apple trees begin to bloom. On such nights have already lost, and not vpsomnish: everything was exactly the same in grade 11 or the date of the last exam last week. The only change is the subject of study: from the preparation for school essays, to the first sociological terms, but now much more and more seriously. All of this stuff. the process itself. I do not want a customized, do not want to learn everything faster and sleep. Not everyone can afford to not sleep at night. And it is not always the case. I know that five years from now, when every minute is on the account, I can not afford such a luxury, not able to establish themselves in such a udovolsviem the illusion of communication via the Internet.
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