remember when I wrote that I always go to bed late and I do the paranoia about ending the day ...
here.
stancherrima are now.
no, not tired, not tired, and more.
this week was, to say the least, brutal.
it would have been less if I'd gone to bed earlier every night.
but this morning, having found that my classmates had dark circles worthy of crazy nights I raised a minimum morale.
unfortunately this does not change the question.
is now just past noon and a half and I'm eating spinach plasticky taste with some hints of pepper lying in pajamas, under my duvet after facing a morning of learning and work even if the only thing I want is to switch off everything and sleep.
if last night, I went to bed at 23.45 than actually watching an episode of criminal mind.
if the other last night, I went to bed before three and a half instead of watching two episodes of Criminal Mind.
.... but if you heard the refrain.
short, little sleep, study time, guarado moderately (at night) the TV series.
hours spinach are ending (thank goodness) and I have no more excuses for "waste time" blogging, but I do some nice table ........
but despite everything, I love this school, takes away the soul.
and the only way to succeed is donargliela all!
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