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Mignani in: "Friendship is a matter of joint."

Eleonora Mignani, as they say, if there had to be invented. This is not for any merit or fault in particular, no, just have to be invented.
Because there is no need to convention, not regular, non-linearity. Eleonora
Mignani is not conventional, not regular, non-linear. Salt a day on the train with the garbage bag attached to the arm because she forgot to throw it, the next stop with a sewing needle the memory card of his phone because he has thrown in the street the night before, and day after this combination.

h 15.30. A lesson in political economy, Eleanor played with her necklace and I am beside that with the bluetooth sending a couple of songs because the week before formatted the memory card of the phone. He suddenly pulls the necklace too and it breaks, the pendant falls between my seat and his own, and Eleanor bends to pick it up, cursing, I still take notes unaware of what is going to happen when I hear a moan coming from the bottom. I turn and there is Eleanor crooked, his arm caught between the two seats that can not move, his eyes huge with fear.

- I got stuck! -

I understand the seriousness of the situation but I can not keep from laughing and I end up crying, and some curious turns around to see what going wrong and the teacher looks in our direction. While I am devastated abs laughing Eleanor thinks these things:

• if I move I'll break your arm
• me if I do not move your elbow smashes
• if the teacher notices it crapped in front of me all the sons of lawyers
• if any of these assholes I did not notice a figure of shit
• if I can scastrare alone means that I will have someone scastrare so of course the teacher will interrupt the lesson and come help
• if the professor which interrupted the lesson can not scastrarmi means that it is serious and that we must call the fire department to remove the entire row of seats
• bitch here is the side and does ride a dick to help

After trying to move in some way not Eleanor but the seat I have the flash of genius: the smear of cream so maybe the arm is unable to remove. Welcomes the idea of \u200b\u200bthe good Eleanor, loudly, frightened-I have something in stock that lubricates! -. That something is a lubricating gel disinfectant and, after two liters coated on her arm, she pulls an inhuman effort and manages to scastrarsi: the arm is swollen and there is also a scratch. But Eleanor is safe.

Eleanor is safe!

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The change does not change.

But much of that fog, as this year, I really did not expect.
One must hope that their struggle and change, wherever you are, because the reality is that no matter what may come in handy to stay outside, but inside that can be useless to stay healthy. It 'just the point.
I do not think these things and I'll never be as I write, only thoughts are beautiful to happen again and to write and imagine, nothing more.
Surely I can always be imperfect, imperfect enough to make me vomit, but that's okay because I do not think that either, probably. I think
andarmi well in this way unfortunately. Unfortunately.