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ronnachuHey guys!
I'm gonna make this entry in English, because I feel like doing so, because you all understand me and because I have people on my FL that can't speak Spanish and I wanther them to be able to spy on me. Siriusly, I'm like international. How awesome is that?
Well, I think I've lost enough (and wasted enough of your) time by now, so I'll just go study some History (see "read some fanfiction"). You come here and tell me all my mistakes and compliment my gorgeous dog. I'm waiting!
PS. The Jared Padalecki Untitled Project is being translated on this journal, *cofcof*
I'm gonna make this entry in English, because I feel like doing so, because you all understand me and because I have people on my FL that can't speak Spanish and I want
I did my Literature exam today. Didn't go too bad, though I wrote Luis Martínez instead of Luis Martín Santos *facepalm* But hey, there were like hundreds of Luises. I never liked that name. I used to have a neighbour called Luis who always threw his ball in my garden, and then he couldn't go in to get it back because he was afraid of my dog Rufo, so I had to go out every ten minutes. Though it may be better that he didn't come in, because I had this other neighbour who wasn't scared of Rufo (shame he's a coward pacific and never scares anyone), and he would come into my house and steal my dolls ¬¬
Exams have good things, don't you dare think they don't. For example, I've discovered I can live with three hours' sleep a day and still write for two hours and a half (eight pages. With my tiny writing, eight!), in those lovely exams JuanPe (my Literature teacher, with whom I maintain a one-way love/hate relationship) prepares just when we should be eating because he likes torturing children. When I got home I wanted to have a nap, but I think too much caffeine has affected me, and now I won't be able to sleep anymore ever again, hahahahahah *falls on the keyboard, unconscious*
I have my Speaking exam for the EOI tomorrow, and they partnered me with a strange, mysterious girl from Granada who came the other day and said she had a permission to do it without going to classes. Great. I had jokes prepared and everything! Now I won't be able to tell them because there's a stranger and I'll be nervous and I don't even know if she can speak English at all. I was supposed to do it alone! I'm not made to be with people *sighs*
I found an RPS in my Biology notebook today. J2, back from the twizzler incident (hee). I had completely forgotten I had written that! I'll have to post it around here some day, just because there's a part I fell in love with just when it came to my mind, as arrogant as that sounds. Oh, Jared, you own my soul.
I've been lent The Cider House Rules (which now reminds me ofcyranabergerac just because she ends all her posts with a "Goodnight, you princes of Maine, you kings of New England"), by John Irving, so I'll read it when I'm done with The Count of Monte Cristo and before I start The Odyssey. LOL and shame on me for not knowing the classics. I want to know! I want to be like JuanPe! ò.ó
Exams have good things, don't you dare think they don't. For example, I've discovered I can live with three hours' sleep a day and still write for two hours and a half (eight pages. With my tiny writing, eight!), in those lovely exams JuanPe (my Literature teacher, with whom I maintain a one-way love/hate relationship) prepares just when we should be eating because he likes torturing children. When I got home I wanted to have a nap, but I think too much caffeine has affected me, and now I won't be able to sleep anymore ever again, hahahahahah *falls on the keyboard, unconscious*
I have my Speaking exam for the EOI tomorrow, and they partnered me with a strange, mysterious girl from Granada who came the other day and said she had a permission to do it without going to classes. Great. I had jokes prepared and everything! Now I won't be able to tell them because there's a stranger and I'll be nervous and I don't even know if she can speak English at all. I was supposed to do it alone! I'm not made to be with people *sighs*
I found an RPS in my Biology notebook today. J2, back from the twizzler incident (hee). I had completely forgotten I had written that! I'll have to post it around here some day, just because there's a part I fell in love with just when it came to my mind, as arrogant as that sounds. Oh, Jared, you own my soul.
I've been lent The Cider House Rules (which now reminds me of
cyranabergerac just because she ends all her posts with a "Goodnight, you princes of Maine, you kings of New England"), by John Irving, so I'll read it when I'm done with The Count of Monte Cristo and before I start The Odyssey. LOL and shame on me for not knowing the classics. I want to know! I want to be like JuanPe! ò.óWell, I think I've lost enough (and wasted enough of your) time by now, so I'll just go study some History (see "read some fanfiction"). You come here and tell me all my mistakes and compliment my gorgeous dog. I'm waiting!
PS. The Jared Padalecki Untitled Project is being translated on this journal, *cofcof*
