Being both a false a false shy extrovert, the relationship I have with others, often take strange folds.
One thing I've always been very clear, is that I have low tolerance towards the authorities.
No, not the cops, with them is too easy.
reduces the concept to my world and the experiences I've had in the past, particularly on the issue of student-teacher.
I know you are no longer a student of any school, but the teachers have them anyway. Less and less, but there are.
Whether it is right or wrong, has never been a problem (for me, anyway ...), the fact is that I can not, nor have never been able to assume that the person who is the other side of a chair, is necessarily worthy of consideration.
I know I look like a bad person and snooty saying.
Maybe I really am, I do not know, but I was clearly not a question of: "I have nothing to learn."
Please, God forbid, is that I never went down the idea of \u200b\u200bnot being able to choose who to have as a teacher. There.
is that if I as a student I have to show not to be stupid to have more than a good grade, a good consideration by those seeking to teach something, because he has to take it for granted that I'm an open book waiting to be written?
from him eh! And no one has called me a dick!
Heck, the book is me! If you start to scribble I would also have the right to ask: "Excuse me, fuck you doing?" These
menate I think come from the high school period.
trauma.
I attended Caravaggio (also known as Prinetti), and in those years I got to know of human cases that instead of explaining what they should (including the outset I do not give a fuck), they cried because they downloaded from boyfriends, touching objects in the case arguing that "draw energy from things "(I swear on my right hand that is true!), or who came to class half an hour late because they went to the grocery store.
The fact is that then when someone does not like me, I can not do not ever understand.
When your mom comes to tell you that you face as his ass, probably some truth must be there.
That, perhaps, has always been a problem for those around me, that for me.
Especially when you're a middle-aged who feels annoyed by a little girl.
Only later is something that took me to accept my place.
And I would say that it was not guilt, nor of me.
I was the constant, the teachers who were changed by someone and when I think I can learn something, then I become docile.
The fact is that people who I like very idealized, and when someone enters the "circle of good," I become very protective and also tending to justify the bullshit and low blows. This
in general.
Imagine if someone can convince me that does not want to scribble in my book!
is an unhealthy behavior does not lead to anything good.
To give you an example, it's like when you speak well of a movie, tirandoti idiot for weeks telling you what is cool and directed, as are good actors and the music hit, then you look and it happens that more than low enough you can not give.
why did not shit, just ... you imagined you were better.
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