Monday, June 27, 2005
I am dying...
They say that perfect health is the slowest rate at which you can die. I am going a little faster than that. I have caught the bug that is going around our group. This may be my shortest post yet, I just dont have the energy. These late nights and early mornings aren't helping any either. I am trying to figure a way to get deported so I can come home. If I get woken up at 3AM again, by the kids here at the hostel I may have found a way to solve that problem...
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No fistfights or gunplay...
I agree .... except for the gunfights:) And then, only if they say bad things about your mom!!!
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