I wasn’t the smartest guy in the world when i was in school, both because i didn’t like spending hours of my day learning stuff about dead people or thing i had no interest to and because i hated my teachers, all of them. I just thought they were an obstacle between me and my happiness. Useless to say that i was stupid.Continue reading Thank you Teachers!
In the middle of the night one does usually two things: sleep or nasty things. In my case, i think too muchinstead of sleeping, because my brain sleeps during the day and it wakes up in the night and i start to have ideas, sometimes good ones, other really bad ones. This time my brain ask me one quetion: How old must be a blogger? I have to tell you: i never thought about it and here i am, forcing to find an answer.Continue reading How old must A Blogger be?