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Always used to lust after waiting for the results to the party,
which participated. Occupied n-eleventh place and was glad.
Imagine yourself? Rad! When is the tenth, was damn happy! Now
differently. Now: got to give to the city specifically to know
the results. Took a long walk around the city in anticipation
of opening an Internet cafe. Managed to go past the school
where he studied a long time ago.
It is worth noting that in August I was with my girlfriend went
to a little trip: I took a vacation, it ended with the entrance
exams, and we rushed to Pskov. I have lived in this city
several years in high school. Now with emotion vsponimayu then
time: it was the peak of my childhood! Advances on all fronts.
and the main thing, because I like this time - school, no
matter how amazing! I can not understand people who are
dissatisfied with school years. Maybe it just was not lucky
with teachers and classmates. With me it was just great:
academic success, good friends, fun, and young teachers. Bunch
of sweet moments!
Way to school was through playground: medium-sized
football field, running track. On it, we dressed in numerous
clothing, winter skiing and summer, there was held Competition
firefighters, who were preparing to six months in the finals to
give an amazing opportunity to run with gas masks, shabby
enormously long tubes (sleeves), well and good laugh with
friends. I walked across the field and memories of a fountain
beat from my memory. In Anyway, I had a great time, plenty have
seen enough to their school. Although, frankly, still can not
forgive himself for what that did not go inside! Well, at least
come back again ... And what a bad idea! ^ _ ^
Then I went into the wide world, good, time and money was
enough. The street was foggy morning in full swing: 8.30 am!
Cool. I put on my beige sweater. Buttoned zipper. "Wow!". Chose
the direction of "strictly straight, and after three minutes
reached enormous proportions crossroads. He remembered that on
must be a new bridge - moved there. Half-way I was detained
amazing beauty painting "construction in full swing." Yellow
cranes, the shouts of workers from the upper floors, different
kind of noise and concrete lyrics. It was wonderful! I lifted
my head up and stood for a minute or so. A smile spread out on
my face. Having seen enough, I have the same smile, went
further. By were rare hurrying passers-by. And I walked and
smiled. A wonderful morning, fresh cold air ... Summer, I went
to the bridge. Descended the stairs, under him. I am speechless
with delight! This was a grand building, felt the scope of the
USSR! Thousands of tons concrete, amazing music passing
overhead machines, grinding metal, and - [scary% oppressive
loneliness]. For all the time stay under the bridge I did not
see a single person. Was feeling that I was in another
dimension: twenty years ago. Like a step into an invisible door
and moved to twenty years ago. I'm terribly sorry that did not
have time to buy film for his Zenit, and not once exclaimed to
myself "Whatta FUCKING place!". I was ecstatic.
Forty minutes later I had already typed the address Scenergy.
With barely remember now, did I wait with impatience rezltatov
demo compo? Probably waiting, because the cottage came a day
after com. I remember that I really wanted was to see two demos
now and at once: from Placebo and TBK with 4D. Was confident
that they will take first two places. And about who will win
and who will the second - even afraid to imagine. Too large
seemed I wish Diver'apobedit, and not so much to win, how to
make a qualitative DeMouy. I was disappointed: they do not
managed. "Yeah, could not the organizers, as in the case
invitation dentro, wait a month or two ...". Seeing that we
came second, I was delighted, but then looked up the names of
other participants in the components and cast down. "There was
no massacre. Why are there slaughter, even .. Ahh, what to say
!...".
