I know that, somehow, something called '19 breakdown' exists. Maybe italians made it up, because when we are ninteen we hav
e this terrible exam... Am I going to do this exam, now? Did five years pass? God. I can't figure it out. Five years of high school are going to finish, my god. It's not fair, I think I'm not ready for the university, for leaving my house, my parents, my family, my mom's pizza. I'm not ready for a new city, new house, new school, new friends. I don't even know what I want to study or what I want to be in the future. Yeah, it exists. Something called 19 beakdown, and I'm pretty sure that it's something about italian scho