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12:34 p.m. - 2005-01-22
The guy from the library after two coffee invitations turned out to be boring and disinteresting. So I dropped him and returned on the road of the quest for the Prince. (Prince = person who takes me out of the past and pushes me towards the future). /And makes perish the inch-high M that at times marches up and down inside my head/
The screwed up exam turned out to be good beyond my expectations (50% of the people didn't pass and I got 4 out of 5!) and at the other exam the prof told me that I reminded him of an actress in the new film of Kusturica, only that I am more beautiful. I like oldfashioned gentlemen..but this oldfashioned gentleman likes a bit too much university student girls. So apart from my knowledge, my skirt had to have a say in the 5 i got.
And I lost my fountain pen :(((( But I take it as a sign. We have to give up being affected to objects. I, specially. If you knew what a waste scale of rubbish I conserve...
I am reading (very irrelevant to Italain literature exam!!) Esőváros /Rain city/ of Bánki Eva, a young Hungarian writer. I had to borrow it from the library, because it was the very first time I found it on the scales since it has been published. It's very interesting so far. I like family novels with three or four generations living their complicated lives inside the cover. But also read Elias Portolu of Deledda and began Il sogno di una cosa di Pasolini. (writing these lines i feel such a warm love for books..)
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