I'm about to write but not much to tell, so no more I write, and that as I invent a label or something is not.
Certainly I turned 50 entries in this blog and here nobody tells me my half, but hey! That little shame, or a cake, not a gift nor an insult, but hey!
Another thing I have not told you is that I start testing, which gives me a lot for the fireworks, I would say that, but I hate studying, and also things that interest me as the civil right ... to me that I care for provincial pussy? Anyway I thought my race would be another thing but as I finish what I start I dropped, period, no more stories, if the criminal law has a point (by the way I got an 8 on the final exam for a time joe let me get good grades to tell my father did not believe it yet lol)
And the wise men? Que tal? What have you brought? My Super Mobile last generation that I had to take to change because I was fucked, it seems that I have now is fine, although the warranty is two years, so I guess the phone will last me 2 years and one month and then fuck and does not enter into the guarantee . Then I have brought little money, a blue scarf, a brown jersey and "Singles, Direct and Sirocos" Manolo García. For me my gifts molado also has less than a month for my birthday (February 4, aquarium) and I hope a laptop and see if someone takes pity on me and buy the full album Sabina (about 100 €) . Well now I'm listening to the disc Garcia, who gave me i M sister (by the way thank you very much, I love) the song "Knives of Albacete" is a concert in Barcelona on 22/11/2004 no has rained or anything! For
around the holidays well thanks. I have a great time in class, although I think Christmas has aroused such pasteloseria almost criminal vein and vandalism of my Roci, I happened to comment on the story. I find it in the University City subway, and I see it and begins to count my rolls, and the height of the Faculty of Information, had a sweeper (keep in mind that I go to class at 8 in the morning) and the man had made a pile of leaves, like our mothers when they do sweep the kitchen and says ... "NO ME LO tread SHIT THAT I HAVE YOU ALL OVER PA" good because we were talking, when I see it deep into the mound and kicks them in and out the leaves flying, I put my face in astonishment, which is opening the O-shaped mouth And the dig-"But Roci! What are you doing? "And she says" What have I done? - As if you did? The man who is sweeping! - Maria, really, every time are worse! - But to see the offender, which has spread all the leaves of the man who was sweeping, no kidding? It was no accident. Well as I pass from the journalism school to me (there is a sliver) calling it criminal, that will be next? Make a graffiti with a pen in the tree? I think a dash to join me, I'm doing a freak, poor joe lol but I'm taking a lot of love!
Certainly someone knows that means "Siroco"? inform me by God! I'm listening to "Malva" you should know all
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