Those ridiculous days of my

In my mind, has been deeply engraved with the absurdity of my college years period, it was a time people still deeply missed, it was a painful life than laughter, it was a naive, carefree youth.
At that time we cynical, pessimistic on the whole of life, we are looking for something to numb ourselves to the stadium, we go to the library.
But we are most reluctant to go to the classroom, because we did not find the classroom we want, no books written by good-looking instructor, the students spent a month in his own youth, but we are not much better than them, apart from skipping to the books Museum of guilt can be a little less, other times our hearts are very panic.
Computer games are the best times of our students to pass the time of the thing, the network is innocent, is heinous, and he had a lot of thought to the young people stoop. Night, the lights in the dormitory and classroom are two completely different worlds, the bedroom is no one like to learn, a group of hungry relatives to see A piece of that bubble has become the spiritual food of life; classrooms so quiet, they are wrestling with pen stopped working, their faith in the book house of gold, a beautiful woman in the book.
The class, we sat Landlords bedroom, turned upside down, call it not music. "On a cock hair, the teacher has a wretched look to see if you have one of these poor children were dirty, sad! Alas! This brother sympathy, condolences to you guys, the moment of silence for a second" . We are so motivated to crack down on students, but we did not feel their sorrow.


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