lunes, 8 de junio de 2009

I get home ... and talk to mom on the phone ... altiran because I notice that my voice was strange and I wonder do you something? if some problems but nothing serious, there is no daughter cuentamelo all ... no mama no ... I already have to look after you call ... good daughter I love you, I also ...


arrives at the restaurant ... and there was dad,
I met a lady that, because I knew that I knew
my tastes, I talked about things that happened
when I was little ... very little remembered does
not leave much to forking ... Pope and I wonder
about my first day here in forks ... not to make
me iva explain what happened to that guy edward
.. So I said "okay" ...
I followed him and telling him to find a lady
who wanted to go to biology class ... much as
I hate to taxes if I just knew? did not know
which was his reason to hate me so ... went
and looked at me with disdain of his face ..
I went to the restaurant...



I almost thought it was good and as
much as possible to cai but very bad ...
rose a few seconds before the buzzer
sounding as if he knew that sounded a vat ...
and it was still prepared to deal with ..
. to know what was wrong with her...