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In vremuri de mult apuse ma gandeam cum o fi la liceu, cum o fi sa il termini, ma uitam la "seniori" cum merg cu pasi lenesi si plictisiti, familiarizati cu peretii si treptele liceului..
Bacul era doar un mijloc de transport...admiterea un fel de poarta Sfantului Petru..
Eram cei mai mici si fraieri din liceu...ne uitam usor intimidati la cei mari..
Acum noi ne uitam cu groaza la ei, mai bine zis la ele, boboacele (si nu numai) acelea care au mufe de pokemoni transfigurati de la atata tencuiala pe ten.
Dar na, trebuie sa-i intelegem. Fiecare vrea sa se faca remarcat in noua turma, fie prin felul in care arata, fie prin cat da din gura, fie prin cum se poarta, fie prin toate.  Nevoia de recunoastere si integrare, eventual si de dominare (in cazul alora mai cu pinteni) pluteste in jurul tuturor...fie ei boboci sau nu.
Si revenind...bacul nu mi se pare ( INCA) monstrul invizibil care sta in carca ta si iti infige ghearale in ceafa sau te strange de gat pana nu mai poti respira. Pur si simplu este. Este si atat. Trebuie luat in serios dar la modul linistit si calculat, nu tre' sa disperam cu capul inainte...nu e sfarsitul lumii.
Acum, in a XII-a, ma simt ca Jack Sparrow la capatul lumii.

Captain Jack Sparrow. Savvy?

Pintel: Your'e supposed to be dead!
Jack Sparrow: Am I not?

Did no one came to save me just because they missed me?

My tremendous intuitive sense of the female creature informs me that you are troubled.

 

 

Guard the boat, mind the tide... don't touch my dirt.

No one. He's no one. Distant cousin of my Aunt's nephew twice removed. Lovely singing voice. Eunuch.

Jack Sparrow: Why is the rum gone?
Elizabeth: One: because it is a *vile* dring that turns even the most respectable men into complete scoundrels. Two: that signal is over a thousand feet high. The entire royal navy is out looking for me, do you think there is even the slightest chance they wont see it?
Jack Sparrow: But why is the rum gone?

Elizabeth Swann: There will come a moment when you will have a chance to show it. To do the right thing.
Jack Sparrow: I love those moments. I like to wave at them as they pass by.

Me? I'm dishonest, and a dishonest man you can always trust to be dishonest. Honestly. It's the honest ones you want to watch out for, because you can never predict when they're going to do something incredibly... stupid.

Will Turner: We're going to steal a ship? That ship?
Jack Sparrow: Commandeer. We're going to commandeer that ship. Nautical term.

You need to find yourself a girl mate. Or perhaps the reason you practice three hours a day is that you already found one, and are otherwise incapable of wooing said strumpet. You're not a eunuch are you?

I regret nothing, ever.

The deepest circle of hell is reserved for betrayers and mutineers.

 

 Well, I'm actually feeling rather good about this.

 

Yes to the first, yes to the second, but only insofar as we keep to the shallows as much as possible.

 

One word, love; curiosity. You long for freedom. You long to do what you want to do because you want it. To act on selfish impulse. You want to see what it's like. One day you won't be able to resist 

 

 Where is it? Where's the thump-thump?

 

Now we're being followed by rocks. Never heard that before."

 

Close your eyes and pretend it's all a bad dream. That's how I get by

 

We must fight…to run away.

 

   

                                           He's a geniusssssssss!!!!!!!! Savyy ?