Then, after seeing to the end of The Sniper and give a few more laps on my bed, I managed to sleep for at least four hours until my alarm clock rang loudly: it was time to pick up Daddy airport. I jumped up and in less than fifteen minutes was ready - along with my mother and my sisters - to take place towards the Jorge Chavez. When we arrived the sky was still dark, and not to mention the weather, so we decided to wait in the car until tiring at all customs formalities ended (sorry, dad> D). Once freed my father and retrieved their bags - and then kisses and hugs of welcome, of course - back to home roadrunner speed. I was excited, do not deny it. Dad told us about his progress and how interesting it was, and thank God knew all his companions, but would have been half lost as usual. I was happy that had had so much fun, even though he had missed to horrors. Thus, it was time to open the suitcases, shoes, clothes, socks, kilos and kilos of chocolate y. .. flashlights?. Well, dad has a strange conception of the word 'shopping', but hey! 8D are beautiful lanterns. And so, as he emptied bag after bag, I hope that there used to buy my birthday gift he had promised me so much (yes, folks, if ... this is the first time in 18 years - not counting I was 15, obviously - that race will receive a gift Desiree bought by his parents on his birthday ... lol \u0026lt;3). Finished unpacking the last bag and I let out a sigh of resignation to not find anything with my name in there. Was already on my third (... or fourth?) Bag M & M's when I decided it was time to go to bed, at least for a while, before beginning a day. I thought just to kiss goodnight and surrender to the arms of Morpheus, then surprised me with a "do not want to forward you your birthday gift?". My eyes glowed in the style and automatically shōjo warmly accepted. Not that I do not like surprises because, in fact, I adore them, but rather the saying 'curiosity killed the cat
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Then, after seeing to the end of The Sniper and give a few more laps on my bed, I managed to sleep for at least four hours until my alarm clock rang loudly: it was time to pick up Daddy airport. I jumped up and in less than fifteen minutes was ready - along with my mother and my sisters - to take place towards the Jorge Chavez. When we arrived the sky was still dark, and not to mention the weather, so we decided to wait in the car until tiring at all customs formalities ended (sorry, dad> D). Once freed my father and retrieved their bags - and then kisses and hugs of welcome, of course - back to home roadrunner speed. I was excited, do not deny it. Dad told us about his progress and how interesting it was, and thank God knew all his companions, but would have been half lost as usual. I was happy that had had so much fun, even though he had missed to horrors. Thus, it was time to open the suitcases, shoes, clothes, socks, kilos and kilos of chocolate y. .. flashlights?. Well, dad has a strange conception of the word 'shopping', but hey! 8D are beautiful lanterns. And so, as he emptied bag after bag, I hope that there used to buy my birthday gift he had promised me so much (yes, folks, if ... this is the first time in 18 years - not counting I was 15, obviously - that race will receive a gift Desiree bought by his parents on his birthday ... lol \u0026lt;3). Finished unpacking the last bag and I let out a sigh of resignation to not find anything with my name in there. Was already on my third (... or fourth?) Bag M & M's when I decided it was time to go to bed, at least for a while, before beginning a day. I thought just to kiss goodnight and surrender to the arms of Morpheus, then surprised me with a "do not want to forward you your birthday gift?". My eyes glowed in the style and automatically shōjo warmly accepted. Not that I do not like surprises because, in fact, I adore them, but rather the saying 'curiosity killed the cat (... Desi, D). " So, after closing eyes like a speck had entered into them, Dad left my lap - along with an "apology for not wrap, baby", something smooth and square. Instinctively I opened my eyes y. .. oh surprise ~ Thanks for the laptop, mom and dad ... I am very, very happy! And although the color red is not my favorite, I love this. Well
Then, after seeing to the end of The Sniper and give a few more laps on my bed, I managed to sleep for at least four hours until my alarm clock rang loudly: it was time to pick up Daddy airport. I jumped up and in less than fifteen minutes was ready - along with my mother and my sisters - to take place towards the Jorge Chavez. When we arrived the sky was still dark, and not to mention the weather, so we decided to wait in the car until tiring at all customs formalities ended (sorry, dad> D). Once freed my father and retrieved their bags - and then kisses and hugs of welcome, of course - back to home roadrunner speed. I was excited, do not deny it. Dad told us about his progress and how interesting it was, and thank God knew all his companions, but would have been half lost as usual. I was happy that had had so much fun, even though he had missed to horrors. Thus, it was time to open the suitcases, shoes, clothes, socks, kilos and kilos of chocolate y. .. flashlights?. Well, dad has a strange conception of the word 'shopping', but hey! 8D are beautiful lanterns. And so, as he emptied bag after bag, I hope that there used to buy my birthday gift he had promised me so much (yes, folks, if ... this is the first time in 18 years - not counting I was 15, obviously - that race will receive a gift Desiree bought by his parents on his birthday ... lol \u0026lt;3). Finished unpacking the last bag and I let out a sigh of resignation to not find anything with my name in there. Was already on my third (... or fourth?) Bag M & M's when I decided it was time to go to bed, at least for a while, before beginning a day. I thought just to kiss goodnight and surrender to the arms of Morpheus, then surprised me with a "do not want to forward you your birthday gift?". My eyes glowed in the style and automatically shōjo warmly accepted. Not that I do not like surprises because, in fact, I adore them, but rather the saying 'curiosity killed the cat
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