I came home from school, have coffee made and learned through 21 clock math.
With my "tendonitis" at five minutes Hand.Wenn I write something,
I almost burst into tears. Tomorrow, quite possibly a haircut when I get an appointment:) My class
excited. If one is not present, is reviled on. Great class community!
As my hand hurts from typing. How senseless this blog entry.
The scratches on my legs do not go away. My pimples are more and more because my dad always forget the pill prescription.
In my mind only Numbers and the algorithm .. I still need to learn French for tomorrow.
I feel so fat. I've 4mm ear and pulled out overnight, that hurts a lot.
My mom is back home, but back surgery on Wednesday. I behave as I would be disinclined to drugs. I fail to exercise because I can not throw 5 kg by 1 meter! -.-
You have to throw it up-Hello? I'm glad if I can keep the ball!
Voltaren stinks and is dangerous and I look just Pearl Harbor, the woman cries .- The times will not do so, but facing the problems which are not. I already: D
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