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What's done is done. I took the test for the U. I took 157/190, which is not bad, but, hm. I do not like finish. And no way.
I bought "The Queen of the Damned" on paper. Usi is asking me a book, but I've only found in English here in Mexico. And I will not send bring Spain _-_ I get too expensive. In addition, English is nice, nya. I want to buy Twilight, to be kept in the library. Going to be that my money is going to be in books. And ties. Tomorrow I will go to buy ties *...* is a doggie so kawaii! And I want a blue rose that I saw last week.
I'm tired. I have not worked, but I went to Edmund and such. Dream. And heat. And I'm a friend too possessive and jealous, even if they seem. As a bride s

Patricia Nimocks Clear Acrylic Sealer Matte Msds lia_kon_neia @ 2008-06-12T07:31:00

Actually I am a bit ... do not know, you disappointed? Yesterday was my beautiful graduation, aha. It was rather a boring ceremony. Mirza did not see, or Joseph, but Edmund, Karla and Gary, in addition to Stephen. Well. Although I had a headache. But well. And I still feel emotional or nostalgic or whatever. And I'm also disappointed in my own family. Not directly, because my mother and my father is great better not go to the ceremony because boring, so thank you for having gone on a trip. But my grandmother ... Actually I'm glad I got a low average (93/100, not as low, but it is not the first generation) and have not received any diploma. Ja. I hate really always hated that moment, when he passed out diplomas to smile FalsI do not, joer, how good that feels. Not that went wrong on purpose, not anymore, but that communication NO.ES.LO.MÍO.DOT. So simple and so.

My friends are teasing me. "Come to dance", "I can not," why not? Go and see "," No money / no time / work / whatever "is a discussion that I have every time I see them. I do not like dancing, putamadre, they know it. I do not like. I'm not going to pay 28 dlls to be seated at a table with an expensive dress and slippers listening to music that I like and bored to death. NO. I'm not going to dance, I do not want to go to get drunk to the viewpoint of the city, I will not go to places I do not like. And outside the family, I will not change careers, I'm not buying clothes 'decent', I will not stop

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(*) Is the interview? LOVE! Asked simple things, that if what we expected of the race, which was that if our goals for the future, if that was the only race where we were going to try my luck and such. Simple. They put us in the classroom 106 (why always six? Was in the groups 106, 206, 306 and then in 5th and 6th semester I was in class 16. To say that a review took 666 * dies *) and we explained everything about the race and such, we already have the curriculum. As I came third, rlly, was the third to get to all that, expect more and wee, ended up being seven women and as well we got the info. And there were cookies and coffee, COFFEE OMG! I met three girls. A light and knew it was in my same school, but no idea how sand call. Another comes from another city and is as cute. Not physically, but has some adorable, do not know. And another who likes coffee very much XD and whose name begins with H and which I found pleasant from now. O Yos woman first impressions, the truth XDU though I should not.

(*) I am baka T_T. Had not reviewed the mail in three days and left a message Dunkless a lovely message saying he wanted to see me today at noon, it is time that we had to pick up the gowns. But I did not read and I came to the gown at 11:20, picked up and I came home, so simple and never saw it. = _ = I mourn, I did not see! T_T

(*) disgusts me everything related to graduation. It's a feeling of revulsion and disgust, but really, really, faitho. Today with the gown, I just wanted to go, far away, home or whatever. Is that, see you all there, to that end drama ... makes me sick. I think so ... fool. Or is it that I really did not I have attachment to anything. I felt nothing when I left elementary school, nothing when I left high school and now I do not feel anything. It's like, bleh, and passed, the next level hi, old level, goodbye. Strange.

(*) On Sunday I went out with my friends, at last! OMG, I love those guys. Joseph and Edmund are great, yeah. And it is almost all we did was summarized in seeing the thousands of images on your PC is Edmundo, most payoría yuri and hentai, but duh, as if I bother. We also saw some girls who did cosplay and omg, drool, all handsome. We also saw the animeElto and things like that. Diver. And we played with lightsaber 'in a pretend' and I hit her in the face accidentally. _. bleh. XD I love them, so.

(*) = D Did I mention that the next chapter of Junjou Romantica is the couple Terrorist?! Waaaah! * Happy *

to infinity in a while XD and I go to work, so bye.

(Sie, now I have turn to night and morning, lolz)

Salon Letter Template lia_kon_neia @ 2008-06-08T23:56:00

ra both mom and dad, because I'm lazy doing nothing productive for her and a hallucinating that gives them a very intelligent and who is also a disappointment for him. What a bitch of life, really. You can never meet anyone like that.

Edit: I think it's as hilarious or pathetic that, see the preview of chapter 10 of Junjou Romantica has put me in a good mood. OMG, terrorist at last! * Dies of love *

Base Calculatornavyfield lia_kon_neia @ 2008-06-08T23:10:00

nde is the building, __, and I already saw the maps of the U.S. and not only do not know where the building 3-A. I know that is within all that is the building of literature, but they are like eight buildings and classrooms and I do not know how many die. Fear. For these three things I'm nervous. And just today I've been thinking, what do I do if I am not in this race? It is the only one who took it, sure it would take the exam and stuff. I know I have the level that no mock exam which I have come down from 80/100 and yet, I'm afraid to believe that they will stay and I'll have to spend the year working. Anyway. I guess now I'll get over this insecurity. Let's see what happens tomorrow ...

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for a girl, too. While my friends working in restaurants or receptionists, I'm happy to review the wiring tired telephone lines. And although my work is not difficult, I like both know that it is sensitive. Dunno, but I liked it I start to work hard, get into the wiring holes, climb the telephone poles, wires off and put into boxes. And fuck, r itself which are electrified stuff. There are some cables that are LP, private lines, which are supposed to carry current ligerita. For the mother load ligerita gave me touch the other day and yes it hurts. A little, but bleh. Anyway, I love my 'rough' work. And my father is a chief, called Eduardo and OMG, it's so adorable. It's wow. I could not describe it, but to metier lot. And I think likes me, so I guess that is likely to continue working on this, because Edward says there are very few people in this. Lara Lara ~

If my father was not my father, I fall ill. It's that simple. When I talk to him, I realize that. Talking about serious things, I realize I do not agree on almost nothing. Even your comments bother me. I hate to be one of those who go down the street in the car looking at women and criticizing. I hate to be unable to listen to opinions contrary to theirs. It's so fucking conventional traditionalist and angers me.

Anyway, back to my OCs. Or not so mine, but well, almost as if they were. I'm full of tables, I know, but jo, I'm thinking about taking one more, in the community