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Lots to say. This was probably one of the best weekends I've had in a long time, and I did nothing out of the ordinary. I spent a lot of time with Bryan, which was good. We watched the notebook. It was good, but so sad. The old Ali upset me a lot. She reminded me of my great grandmother right before she died, which made me cry, a lot. But, what happened at the very end? The dvd we rented went shitty, and I'm not too clear on it. Was it just pictures of them, or did something more happen before that?
I was also told that I have the perfect personality to become an alcoholic, a drug addict, annorexic, and balemic. All because I'm "obsessive-compulsive" And these were the nicer comments I heard.
Today started with breakfast. We tried to go to bee-bees, but they were closed. Next we tried Friendly's, but they stop serving beakfast at 10. We tried Tiffany's but they were closed. As a last resort we went to some place in Lisbon, that I didn't much like. But I ate a lot, because today's Easter, which means ham and salads. It's like Christmas hear, without the cheeses. I hate Easter food.
But, now that I've written a story, I should return to my papers.
I was also told that I have the perfect personality to become an alcoholic, a drug addict, annorexic, and balemic. All because I'm "obsessive-compulsive" And these were the nicer comments I heard.
Today started with breakfast. We tried to go to bee-bees, but they were closed. Next we tried Friendly's, but they stop serving beakfast at 10. We tried Tiffany's but they were closed. As a last resort we went to some place in Lisbon, that I didn't much like. But I ate a lot, because today's Easter, which means ham and salads. It's like Christmas hear, without the cheeses. I hate Easter food.
But, now that I've written a story, I should return to my papers.