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Today is Friday

Well, I broke the dynamics of writing on Monday. Welcome change! ROUTINE DOWN!. Perhaps the fault are immature and the snake, as last night staged a mini debate on education via messenger, good and evil, and today I have a little taste to ask me again, hahaha.

guess what happens is that I have the feeling that we did not understand too well, but that often happens when discussing such abstract topics, and also assured that all the input we had more of a bias on the subject.

But I discovered things ... as I am "angry" lol. Something to add to the definitions that have given me about my temper. I also discovered that few of us do not believe in education (and I do not talk only of the idea that both attracts me to blow definitely the school and create something new ),... so one day we'll have to stick together and realize a dream. Every time I have

clear that the people have no ideals or purposes wants to go even if they are abstract and utopian chimeric. Because it does not matter as long as you do not get to try it clear that you will be a little more you and learn in the process. So today, ... and do not value ... and so we do not care that black and white, or cold or heat.

And there is a little theme that drew immature ... I do not know if they really know the material you have ... does anyone believe in the couple?. What a piece of item ...

other day do you speak? This

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breaking sun Monday

should be titrated daily Monday to raise (not to copy the title of the movie). And is that apparently the circumstances only allow me to make entries on Monday.
Today I feel nostalgic, and somewhat depressed, ... although the family says it's not just today (sic). Can we somehow know if we're pulling our opportunity to live in the trash? ... me, my mind tells me I'm wasting my time and my life that do not value what I have and I'm not brave enough to seize the opportunities that arise me ... and my body denies it, because it shows the strength to try what my mind is raised, possibly because they see it necessary. So ... Who do I listen?

For instance, as if my mind is like falling in love again and again and not lose anything of each feeling, as my body is resisting, is cowardly and weak. This makes me think that our body would normally ask our coconut war and not leave us, we controlled within a scale for him "acceptable ",... and yet, I feel that this happen to me.

In any case, even if I leave aside the "espesez" on Monday and my heart, body and mind me, and I am one, ... and what seems clear is that I am the battlefield where the war is waged.

just hope to survive. Strange