Oops
Today I was rereading the first page of this thing, if I think about it is the latter. I read the last 20 journal entries, I think. There are almost a hole nearly two years.
is rare, I was finishing high school, wrote light heavyweight, he used words "great."
I realized that I told Diego and Macarena. Diego
I owe, but Macarena also spent last Friday so:
I went to the Macarena in the afternoon (morning we were all more or less all, one of these days remind me and tell them all-a Kosice what, big deal) and I saw Jándruma, who lives with her and I saw a looooong time ago when I was another and played bass, Awake in the South, we played with Macarena Diego and moved her hands and feet.
But on Friday and is more or less now and I played the flute, Jándruma (the name I like, I'm sure I spelled that wrong) she used the computer and played at the room Maca.
finished playing and I felt pretty good, light, happy, he explained to Maca on the clothes I was wearing, climbed boxes, he managed the computer Jándruma, made me want to stay to sleep.
And then I picked up Tizi and came home and I was either medium, but it was good, I guess.
Today I spoke briefly with Mer, he was funny. Speak Bere long with well, incredible.
Ay, ay, the women in my life.
(I realized I wrote that to "you", but do not know who they are ... maybe I need not start thinking that I am writing this to anyone.)
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