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Today I decided to do educated things and have spent a first time and hours to make my Englischhausaufhaben - and I mean just this, I actually had already Tuesday have to - but as the now times with time so ... Was not yesterday
yet ... For
my professional work I see quite black - you can bid on ebay really work ethic?
After I gave myself enough to be formed, made me my parental generation and the same time for physical activity - gefreiwilligt - that is cycling.
Cycling in fine drizzle - or as we say Westphalia: Ussel!
Yes, cycling, listening to and watching Eden seniors going for a walk - so I imagine the perfect day before.
was the way the weather supposedly arrived with beautiful sun, fleecy clouds and temperatures Bikini AFTER I returned home drenched.
Perhaps this is also the Temperaturwahrnehung my parents.
While I was cycling I sometimes boredom and frustration that can not even sell my wine-MP3 and radio phone, so I toss and turn even the odd ideas back and forth, thinking about me, what would have happened if Columbus is not in Amiland but landed in Antarctica would be and imagine the German national soccer team in ballet suits.
Not highly recommended, really!
Oh yes, postman! What these people really deserve? When it gets reasonably well paid that is my dream job!
fresh air to live out, the compulsion to control, motion, and no headaches.
And no annoying patients, the ring one night by 4 out of bed!
doctors really a damn life! I mean no private practice, where you have already pay 10 to get over the threshold of time, I mean the small hospital staff from next door.
just such a specimen I have at home -
I my dad can see: In the morning at breakfast (if I'm lucky) about 10 minutes, then breathe in a blue moon times against 14 clock for another quick lunch at home (if wonder someone should: We live next to the hospital) and then possibly in the evening.
(if a day without nenneswete emergencies is) Sometimes, even when he is summoned by 4 to emergencies at night and I'm half asleep in the door in order to realize that was not my alarm clock, but the phone what has übelst me up from my deep sleep.
Back to my inferiority.
wonder the moment I am seriously, as reflected in the sentence "I will make no school!" not to understand is - it seems a lot, I'm still in the damn school and the 43 hours per week.
Sport counting yet - because I do not have school sports, I can twice a week for physical therapists and a "Super - to have sore muscles in places where I did not think muscle-specific program" completed after I always quite different in the pear .
You start to suddenly think "3x 20" units.
Like the other 43 hours come about is actually quite simple: 2x5 + 7x3 hours per hour rate other subjects + 4 hours of French per week + 2 hours of theater-duty-Ag (in our German LK coupled) + 4 hours of math approximation rate! (Yes I love math SO much that all I have TWO points to the testimony -.-!) And then one hours ncoh math tutoring; _;! (8 hours per week math, is a dream come true - perhaps this would be point to mention that the word DREAM is with me a negatively loaded term)
Hach I come today from sticks on sticks - but where I am Dom ':
dreams!
All one has to introduce himself to me like this: You take an everyday situation
- let's take: Teacher and student discuss a (already written) chemistry test.
It now add some of my non-LSD-influenced - but still somewhat "drogigen" (\u0026lt;-? Gave the floor but now has no Drogig = the state of a similar standing individual with hard drugs!) Imagination - add and Suddenly both land on a cruise ship in the Sahara, sit at round tables and blue by a horde (if I write Alliance, MY I Horde) served by waiters in pink frilly aprons. Yes, they are GUARANTEED gay - and I'm not just gay, but effeminate gay.
That was the harmless variety.
come with a bit of bad luck or add huge seafood and severed body parts and other disgusting.
Winnetou!
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