ribena

friday...I must change my blog 'cause the last was too sad and a bit pathetic...
s.valentine is passed and luckily i had sex
one day I will have sex with my cinema teacher...actually I think he's the man of my life and if I have to marry someone it would be him....
how many people u'd like to fuck and u still didn't?
in my case...I think about 5 at the moment....but my teacher is another story...he's like the impossible dream that all girls have....it's months that I don't see him and probably I'll never see him anymore....
but u should have seen him at lessons...he used to arrive dressed like a motorbiker, sweaty and totally tanned...he started his lesson talking about neorealismo and nouvelle vague and I was only interessed about his big muscles and his perfect boom...ohh when he used to write at the blackboard something and he lifted his arms so that u could see the skin under the tiny sexy tshirt...
ha had a tatoo..a dead bird...one day he told me....I choose the dead bird 'cause it represents me tiny defenseless and innocent....u can still hear my friends laughin' for this description....but I understood....that's why I think he's the man of my life...who else would be so stupid to understand this bullshit???