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haha. ha! So now the person # 2 zaczytała in my blog. Ua was an event. Weszystko what I wrote just now not to say came to light. OJC, no!
Anyway this week I'm already in the NQF. Conrad comes to class, and then learns, eats something and then something and something else, and sleeping. And I do the shopping myself, him, us. It is well kad emerged from apple & mandarin - necessary for survival in the conditions prevailing now (and wgle ever).
(by me!, what a massacre that he now knows it all!)

Well, what else ... A! Yesterday I made soup. But it was good. I tasted. In total, even a lot. I do not know how to Conrad, but as for me it was yummy. It could be a little more thick, but it was good. But it was really cool. (...)
(and may well have read it - it was zabwnie, and each seemed only hihy and ahy and "?" And kisses here and there.)
(but no reading my fbl (which somehow still survived, so obciachanej that version), this was too much even for me) (A) A

wgle Conrad is actually beautifully by the day.

Bathroom Door Hing Rusting

love.
Yes, I love. And that's all. The disease, which destroys. Addiction that kills. And the only cure being. Darling more and more. Suffering in solitude. And again being. Kochnie, suffering ...
love. I do not want to be ashamed of this disease. But I do not tell anyone about it. The disease, which takes you to what you wsystko. Towards a new one. Only when you are staying the same, if you feel lost. How many of their own volition to wyrzekłeś, if you decide from one day to lose. And then if you feel you've gained, and again for a moment forget.
Loving Time flies quickly. Every day is like the hour. I even love suffering with time running through her fingers. So again, no time to rectify the wrongs. Time and desire, because suffering locks.
love and wait. I love and hope. I love and I would like to hear what I want. And that is not possible, I only hear what he would later misinterpret. I hear and I hate even more. But it is not that I do not want to hear.
love and count. Moments and sighs, fleeting and quick. How many more, I ask? Five or maybe six. More specifically? One hundred and thirty three hours.
I love and I persevere in my illness.

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first busy day spent in 2011 by using the least amount of energy and labor. So it should be daily, although a bit shorter please. Because until 15:30 with such nonsense is not, so it does not. Either
srak - I had not done much, but as I got!
got such lovely calendar from Martynki in 2011. So I immediately threw old in 2011, bought in 2010. But it's good that you do have, because it turned out that Conrad will enjoy the gift of recovery.
And besides that I got one more thing, not anything: work on three pages to write in two days on an unspecified (in the literal Translation: savings and investment) of the Foundations of Entrepreneurship. But it's not anything, not everyone got such a thing! Just me and two other selected aspirations for very good.
And of course I got something from her career Plitt. Opiepsz (opieprz?). Now, the number of hours absent-ussprawiedliwionych. To which of course excuses not to have reservations about and why? (Well, why ...?), But their number is przeolbzymia and so can not be, because it will affect my academic performance . This is wrong.
So finally I had not done, and I got - violation principles of physics. Fable. Tomorrow do not have it!

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so few amendments after a careful examination (writing a blog, however, is useful):
first we met at połowinkach that were not in February, only 14 of March!
second the end of his year was the last day of April: this is 30
third and wgle it all happened incredibly fast, with dizzying speed, and podlicając is podrywał me only 47 days!


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So here is the time to greet the new year, but rather to summarize briefly the past. The best of the best, 2008 although it had to stay there. Well, but the world goes forward and can always be better. So I hope in 2011 - another of the best.
What was 2010? Fast, turbulent, happy, and first love.
First and foremost: My Goat Mołość, through whom all things zawirowało. Because even the things that seemed to be quite distant from him, it really depended on him.
January
not remember, but in February it began. We met up and took it more or less to complete his high school. The end of April. Start of "being a pair." Later had end up as travel to KPH. But I went with him. Well, it did end up in the holidays, when it porozjeżdżamy. Not ended. I worked, he went to Greece. A father was getting are burning. In the meantime, my brother moved out. Later, it introduced, and three days later I flew. And it was the second best event in the past year.
Since then, I live happily and truly on spidzie. Week after week, just for the weekend and just to Krakow. It also shows Krakow to me. Alo just for Christmas - but in a slightly different sense than ever.
Oh ah: I I mentioned in September / October, quite sluggish and sad. When I went to school to get out of it. At intervals music and book. I thought and the body in the direction of Conrad, with whom actually lived the whole of September. And in October to go, what I am broke. "In three days I'm going."
Well, but it is good, even very much. I love him. I just got back from Christmas and New Year's Eve marathon from Slovakia and was the industrial subs.
And my birthday? Just as New Year's Eve: find. So be noise, wishes and unnecessary ohah . And this gift. This is something - Map. But not just any map! That can not be described ... !

So this year to announce a year of love. And Grandma would your wishes come true vein to 2011 even better (just not as much as you want it, though it also would be a nice little bonus).

Chau