When I started writing this journal I decided to do without accents, because sometimes, it gets me silly and replaces them with signs that make it very uncomfortable to read. But enough. That one you do not is the same as a you, nor what is the same as a that. Hombreporfavor. I rebel.
My mood has turned down a few tenths, but nothing that can not cope with in a dignified manner. Migraine spend their holidays in my head. Everyone asks me what I do. Ronaldo and Daniela Ciccarelli separate. Uff.
Last week, my father was taking advantage of things to do in Cadiz, got a couple of things in my backpack and gave it a good surprise for my grandmother who, when he saw me at the door miniequipaje in hand, almost bursts outI understand what the Beatles, as Take That and, with a little effort, even as the deified Bisbal, but see a crowd of girls crying SantaJustaKlan too.
can not think when you have lightning and thunder in his head. Mr. Sandman, bring me an Espidifen.
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