На будущем - пелена,
На прошлом - туман с Невы...
Лишь восемь часов без сна
От Питера до Москвы...
I I had a possibility to visit Saint-Petersburg the day before yesterday, I could have go there and return three time. 8(there)*2(and back)*3(times) = 48 hours without any second of sleeping, as in the song.
А мне плевать.
I'm not going to sleep today, again and again. I'm exercising my bloody organism - how much can you bear? It is just interest of a teenager, sufferring from youthful maximalism.. I think, no more than 130 hours (5.5 days), as it was, when I was 13...
I'm doing my homework - I dunno why, but I'm. I was an ideal boy today at school - rising hands in all subjects, ecxeptionally polite with all teachers and classmates, even got "5" at the chemistry... But my thoughts are again far away... No sleep - no dreams, it is obvious... But sometimes I think, that our world could have been bit different... We are desperately in need of something, that will shock our life, not to the condition of night-party, but energize it a bit... No need to fell asleep when you're on duty, as one of my mates did...
I saw my friends from the previous 11th form. They are not happy, as all think. Applied - and happy. No way. No way. (c)
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А дождя нет... Почеум же его нет? Я скучаю... Хотя я, черт возьми, далеко не только по дождю скучаю, так.
A don't wan't to live, but I don't wan't to die... What should I do, where is an advice???