Last week we went to the oncologist. My old man has no traces of cancer in the body, which is good news. But you missed even one of the symptoms of cancer, which are added the symptoms of radiation, which is not good news. If above the oncologist, who allegedly is a national, I literally said "I do not know what you need to follow the symptoms, they would see other specialists," you're half in the oven.
cancer, but at least no more.
Three weeks ago I'm doing a changa in laburo a friend. The mother of my friend is the manager of the place, so I went without having any idea of \u200b\u200bwhat he had to do. 'm The one who answers the phone and greets customers ("receptionist, is it?), So there was a big responsibility. The first two weeks replacing the girl in the afternoon, so I went to the 3, I went at 7 and everyone is happy. People in the office is super copada, great fun, and I can even listen to music. This week came at 9, so as to get Terry Schiavo apparently not I have to get up at 7. The issue is that I can not (Can not) go to bed before 2. One day I fell asleep just before the start of the Chosen One, but all other days, though I sleep before 2, I'm tossing and turning in bed staring at the dark ceiling. And again, my biological clock that rings before my phone, so that at 6 am awake staring at the ceiling, which at that time is not so dark.
But at least I'll be able to make a comprita by eBay.
And I'm still me, which is about the worst that can happen in life.
But at least I have this and you will not:
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