fear and loathing in me...

I'm scared, so scared...

Tomorrow I'll discover that I'm definitely back to Italy.
No more chances for an "apple+C apple+V" on a page in order to have a good mark, I must be wild and brave, look the teacher (or the assistant instead) directly in the eyes, and answer to every question he'll make me with the typical smile-to-piss-off face they usually have.

...England dear England, the student's paradise, where you can study three days before the exam, saying to everybody that u'r incredibly busy, don't even have time to eat, and finally pass the exam with a honorable mark.
I wish to every English student to come for once in Italy, and see with what the poor italian has to deal with ...I'm sure he wouldn't say a word anymore about his lack of life during the exam-term!