Saturday, February 5, 2011

Will A Reall Diamond Say 925 Inside

05th-02-2011. / / You are my precious life: *

eeeeeeeeeeeeee ....... begun in February, and January meanwhile, passed each other. Just like that, bezśladowo. without much emotion. Every year, at midnight, we wish to incredible experiences and events, something new, something better. And here you go, one twelfth of the year for me and nothing but fear that as I linger, it starts, but not in the direction in which I wanted. So probably a good thing that is good, every day, consistently, a little vaguely, ciupkę grayish, but homely. Our old happiness that we do not appreciate, until a gust of fate does not destroy our intricately built the pyramids with the ending day.
On Friday I go to a breast ultrasound. I'm going, because the reservation deadline is no longer needed Silvia, and teasing, and lit up red in the calendar, such as remorse. Pinches and forces, although it lies in the soul, as the splinter, fear of the unknown. Apparently every woman after 20 years of age should do such tests every year, but that does not work for me mobilize.
The decision, to go go, the more that Dorothy severally asked to sign it too, but what nastresuję is mine and I feel so good. Complained after the monotony.



Pet Phrase:
-Mamoooo! Where is my charger to the cell?
-A where it was last ładowałeś?
-I do not know.
-No, it was there.

Conversation Home Phones:
-Hi Mom, be right back, only pays a colleague
-A are not hungry?
- No. I'll eat when I get back.
-Did you eat before you leave?
- Yeah
-A zmarzłeś not?
-Not-A
you have warm clothing?
-Noo-A
socks under trousers?
-Maaaam
-soaked shoes you do not?
-Noo-A
not spierzchły lips;)
-RAAA, why do not I'm an orphan!

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