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    Friday, July 22, 2005

    :) Ya en casa :)

    Ya mi mami esta en la casa, anda super bien ya echando carreras por ahi y recibiendo full llamadas y con ganas de hacer lo que normalmente hace.
    Todo el dia estudiando farmaco y hace un rato me puse a ayudar a mi mama con los dulcitos para la fiesta de mi primita que es ma_ana.
    En este momento escucho musica con el fin de opacar el asqueroso reggaeton (o como se escriba) que tienen en una fiesta alla abajo.
    Lyrics: Miss America - Ryan Adams
    So, tell me how you feel without your medicine / Hold you head feelin' paranoid / Sweet sixteen for a schizoid
    So, tell me how you feel / Now you're the only one / Held you head in the setting sun / Sweet black smoke with the poison
    Hey, come everybody do Miss America / Hey, you know when she goes down it's hysterical
    So, tell me how you feel without your medicine / Hold your head feeling paranoid / Running down the street from a mergatroid
    So, tell me how you feel / Now you're the only one / Held your head in the setting sun / Sweet black smoke from a crooked gun
    Hey, come everybody do Miss America / Hey, you know when she goes down it's hysterical

    Rossanita escribe @ |9:59 PM|

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