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Saturday, April 7, 2007
Save Game Pokemon Yellow
In previous years, in the middle of February, buy notebooks, pencils, folders, notebooks and all the myriad of stationery to wait one more year in college. I do not care about the impending arrest, the readings when you still have lazy, or spend another long night doing a terrible job. No. This year, however, it was torture knowing that was the last vacation. Get out and meet, tour tirelessly to return to the city with the irrefutable assurance that had been the best holiday in the world. We were on the beach with the same always, since some time, and the timid doubts loomed between the lunch talks, the eleven or dinner. Yes, the favorite activity was eating, smoking, moderate drinking and playing cards. We were all in the same, except that I ended up finding my place. Neither race nor in the world, not between people. I returned to Santiago scared to death. I would have stayed locked in my house waiting for the year happen again, as I feel they spend every year, slowly, without much grace. Ungrateful, I say some. There is much right about that too. Nonconformist, prefer.
The point is that school was over and started home. No interaction. And given the things of life, my friends, those, the same as always, realized and friendly meetings orgaizaron onces and falls to lift at that point sumábamos two thirty. Or two and two half. And it turned out. That and the meetings at the home of Jen. The walks in the park too, and conversations in the car, estacionmientos, meters and Transantiago. Video insufferable evening-red-losvenegas let us square eyes.
also served to aid all came together. On Tuesday it became my new favorite day. He also served as A forced me to write every day and handed me an instruction to begin developing the imagination and helped me to Pé seem in love, because then I also feel like writing but I is not. Given all the things in the end I was happy when I saw that there were things I liked more than normal and there I go.
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