Nervany

The first flowers are growing, some trees are comming green, the sun is shining... wonderfuls. For a week, my friend and me, we took some nice photos and in the end of the day we sat on a field and enjoyed the sun. Days later at school I wrote a poem about this moment, cause there was so much boredum at the lessons. (Pleas have a little bit patience with my english, I am not that good) Dremas, blowing int he wind, Into red-burning clouds, Singing their song of destiny, Flying a long, long way. Sun, shins in the sky, Follows the black ravens, Waits for some secrets, And sings a song. Flowers growing sloly up, They find no sense, T

Could you imagine to sit in front of a very difficult and unorganized paper wiht many words on it and you have to understand this stuff for arranging your future. And everybody want to tell me his opinion and knowlegde about the polls. On the one site, they want to convince me with a wrong knowlegde and on the other site nobody knows anything. I am a little bit testy. And tomorrow I have to give these nice little papers to my Tutor. Yeah, next time, I write a bit more about my "Abitur" and the "Oberstufe" (everytime in the 9. our englishteacher, also my tutor, told to us "Pay attention, next year your in the Oberstufe"). So, I have to..