Herniated Disc Heart Palpitation

Dear readers

I am writing from a Finnish sauna, which inexplicably is furnished as my living room.

E 'in about an hour Sunday evening and I expect a nice stroll on the promenade, just enough to feed the mosquitoes on holiday, because we know that we are hospitable Abruzzo.

This summer, every year it intends to be the most beautiful, the funniest, the most memorable is proving to be a half bad. Suffice it to say that June is over and I have not had a single days fooling around pure. I console myself with the thought of the 3 examinations data, after two sessions of absolute nothingness. Right now I'm still enough charge to put me to study again and again, but rest assured, I will go tomorrow.

Another positive is that I was finally able to tell the mother of the child that I have seen this winter and in part this summer that I can no longer continue this work. Sure, I've invented all sorts of excuses to convince her that absolutely can not do babysitting the child, but eventually I did. I am officially unemployed and glad of it.

In the end I worked all winter, I endured the teacher support, I gave reps ... a little break, we're fine.

course, if this break with the past a certain person would have a completely different way, but I guess I have to resign. Actually I should have to resign a year ago ...

If I could apply to myself what advice to other would live in a much more peaceful and balanced ... Buddha type, so that the belly is already there (no offense to the Buddhists, and especially for Panza).

The road is still long.

Harley Davidson Slipper

What Letter? Waiting for the Sun Rain

Uff ... Lately, I have no time to do anything. I still have not figured out what the hell I want to do this summer just started: working? If yes, where? If not, what do I do? Cazzeggiano? But it looks ugly? And if I get bored? I continue to do babysitting, then we'll see.

Thursday I have the English exam .. hope all goes well, I like to celebrate the end of the labors of recent times.

The rest is not that there are big news, as always swings between depression and euphoria total unexplained, between the desire to make three thousand different things and absolute apathy.

And now this pretty picture you are adding to the disillusionment. I see many, many things that do not approach anything like the idea of \u200b\u200bthem I have in mind.

Filipino Perennialists

Simply perfect ...

Pic Freshly Popped Cherry

rains. Practically the last 2 weeks has been raining forever. On the other hand I have miraculously given two exams (27 and 30, so 'satisfaction) and, taking advantage of this time I'm sick of leggiucchiando the essay for the third review in late June. Obviously I have not done even half a day at the beach, although it is 500 meters from here.

Iterations proceed to the little girl quite well. Not that I've done some kind of amazing improvements, but now the exams have started, has already written two and we are preparing for the hearing. He asked me if I want to continue to give you reps even when he goes to high school because he says that is fine with me (even these so 'satisfaction).

For the rest, I do not know yet what I will do well this summer. The intenziore was fooling around, after all, the summer of 2001 to now I have always worked, even if part time, or free with ridiculous salaries. This year I wanted to relax at the most, but think about it all my friends work and so what I do alone? Where do I go? Maybe I'm going for the receptionist, but I'm afraid I do a casino and reserve the same room, same day, 30 different people ... I'm still thinking, well why do not you know anything neither timetables nor salary.

What is certain is that I became lazy, lazy, but more that you can not. I could take advantage of the bad weather to spend some who neglect to decoupage a century now, but I'm not going to pull out all the equipment. I could make biscuits, but then I'm not going to wash everything. I could do a lot of things but I've got no desire.

However these days I went shopping. The degree of depression would have required the purchase of at least a bag or a pair of shoes, but I was limited to a few T-shirt copriciccia and ethnic necklaces to match with these shirts, because as everyone knows the trick is to look away from the critical points ... reliable for this purpose I had to buy a jute bag and / or a hat than by Joker with rattles attached, but I found neither.

Gay Gloryholesin Florida

End of school

Today was the last day of work for me, at least as an assistant school. In theory would begin the holidays, but I troppissime things to do: exams to prepare for and possibly give reps to the girl of medium and short dissertation on to write, a few hours babysitting, my room is a disaster ... Then I have a stack of books to read, because I almost every time I go to the library buy something, but then I never have time to devote to reading "pleasant".

However this year business was particularly good because it gave me the chance to experience that hardly would have done and I found out side of me, my character, I did not know or even suspect.

When I proposed this work in September, I accepted immediately, but the first thing I asked was "are you sure I 'able to do this? Are up to it?" And now, I'm already gone more than 8 months and the child's parents want me to continue to follow him as a baby sitter, because they see that he is clear to me and I can handle it well. Now I understand when he is hungry and when you sleep, I do eat, I give him the bottle, I can change it in 5 minutes, I know how to hold him and talk to him as ... and all that, only months ago seemed impossible.

And then think about all the things we did during the week and how they gradually changed their reactions to how he became more attentive and involved, as far as possible. We read so much, listen to CDs on CD, playing with plasticine and salt dough, used cardboard and colored paper, stickers, glitter, flour, cotton, twine, wool, wire, tempera, markers and colored pencils, played with pebbles, sand, puffed rice and beans. I held in my arms for hours, I hummed songs, I took a walk and watch the peacocks in the park of Villa Comunale, I cooked dinner, I was with him his first real day of school in the school . I put him to bed when you sleep to do the lesson, when I woke up the nap was too long, I saw his little face when they wake up with that look different than usual, and I combed improfumato a real cool before exit. And today this chapter as an assistant school was finally closed. Who knows who will follow next year, as a star, I wonder if you remember me or if the disease will erase everything ...