Hi! Yet another blog post after a very long while. Well, I've been good these days. I've finished school. Actually, I finished the middle school and I'll go to high school. I'll turn 14 in about 2 months.
I'm writing this blog post from my iPad. It's awesome! I'll give you some screenshots of it.
Now I must go because I don't have anything else to write. Bye.
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Dear iPhone,
I just woke up at midnight. Why?? Because i was very tired today and I went to Bed at about 8 o'clock.
Why did i wake up? Because I had a terrible dream. Let me say something about it.
It was April 28. The day of my 3-day school trip to Turin. It was five o'clock in the morning (http://thecomputerguy96.lockernerd.co.u
But when I went to school, we went on the gym and we had to sit to watch some sort of play with tarzan music in the background.
I was sitting next to my French teacher. She was talking with another teacher about me. She said I was very good at French but she called me a dick. I was like ??? And the teacher got angry with me.
Later, we went in one of those yellow school buses. I asked, why a cheapo bus that can't last more than ten kilometers?? They didn't answer. So also due to the weird thing with the French teacher, I got very worried. We travelled about 5 km to see that show again on another gym. I sent a sms to my mom telling her what happened. She didn't reply. Then we went to my town's bus stop, where I usually get the bus on normal school days. I called my mom telling her to pick me up. She came. We went home. It was about eight thirty in the morning.
Then I remembered the blue bus we were supposed to go into, when I was exiting from the yellow bus. I've seen someone in my class enter there, but I ignored them. They didn't bother calling me. So despite the extremely weird play with Tarzan music (which won't happen for real obviously) we WERE going to Turin. I freaked out, I started screaming like if they killed my entire family. I told my mom to run in one of the next bus stops. She told it wasn't possible. I was about to commit suicide.
But then I woke up. It was march 23, I was in my bed, today was going to be a normal school day.
Whoa nightmares are terrible. But waking up from them and realizing it's all ok is one of the best feelings ever. It's exactly the opposite with a good dream, which I gas before with iPod touch, MacBook, iPhone and even ipad.
Now I must go to sleep again. Don't forget to wake me up in the morning, iPhone!
Alessandro
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