Saturday, October 15, 2005

Kates Playgrounds Strawberri

Well, well, well, I flip, ... because my teacher does not say that ...

- Too bad I was 11 years younger than I, could be a little old to be my boyfriend, ...

If it says that great philosopher who is my sister:

- Those who fight you want, ñañañaña, ñiñiñi ...

(But I do not want it, that is, God forbid, Buaj!)

Also, my teacher starts talking to the girl in front of my class (is a graphic design and printing and my classroom , both of the same company and are in the same street, opposite the other) and both say things out of my ass, and I'm good, and things like that, and my teacher catches me and gives me kisses and I says "love." But I

huge in this nonsense, I had to do everything from the Cross, to currar the prints in this, then the skulls of members of
gansanrousis
(the good thing is that people will learn to pronounce it correctly). I have to take it to the store and I put the design on a shirt.

Well, most have not, I can tell you that today I have been on the verge of death: Today we went to eat together, and my colleague Jose (Rajas) has gone to collect the car in our neighborhood , total, arriving at the uncle (a point of hitting the curb) and when we're riding in the car going and starts, and the picture is this:
Two doors open, a colleague ran behind the car screaming "ACHO ACHO ACHOOOO" Another(The only one who got to sit in the car) saying "" But you do crazy!? " and I hung from the roof of the car, with one leg in the back seat and another on the door saying "HOSTS FOR PLANTS TO ME!". Then the colleague
stops, laughs and says:
- "Do not you have told us to go now? Then we go NOW!"

(...) Anyway, between this and the constant weather changes I'm realizing that the end is near ...

Fuck, fuck, the world ends.

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