Do I still remember the time in which I would tramp the streets of Toronto looking for a job at age 18 without success. Anyhow, I am signing in after just one day trying to tell you guys that despite everything, things seem to be picking up. I was starting to believe that I was going to end up being a brindle stiff. Now, I just worry whether or not I am going to be able to pass each one of my courses.
Regarding me being still callow, well that story for another day. Let us say that I have a lot to experience yet. Besides, only by cherishing each happy moment I allow myself to have, will I understand how valuable life is. No matter how agitated we may get by every-day vicissitudes, we must not forget how crucial it is for us sometimes to enjoy each moment of happiness we can get. Be sure to educate yourself as much as you can. Still and all, never forget to have fun once in a while. To be honest writing may in fact consume a good chunk of my time. Albeit, I love English so much that if a genie were to show up in front of me and asked me for a wish, I would definitely ask him to grant me unlimited knowledge of this language.
As long as I were to be considered the MKO (More knowledgeable other) at any social group I attend, I would even be willing to sacrifice not having any refreshment during the day. Of course, I mean that if could, I would not eat as long as I could learn a new English word or a new grammar structure. Notwithstanding, the reality in my country is far from what I expect it to be. Lots of man-hour are wasted inside filthy buses trying to get to work. Do I see people with fuzzy ideas trying to figure out how not get crazy by the pandemonium the breaks out in Lima every darn day. Thus, you would probably not have to think hard to guess what you could theorize on my dreams. My fantasy is of course being able to time-travel to the past to when I was about 16 and start over. As crazy as that may seem to you, that is what I would like to happen. However, I know by now that it is unhealthy to focus on the past.
Hence, I will try as hard as I can to catch up with my stuff. You may overly much think I am crazy if you happen to meet me. You see every neologism I run into means a million bucks to me. In fact, you can call me sloppy and whatnot. Be that as it may, there is one thing you cannot say about me. That is of course that I do not care about English. Lastly, I would say that perhaps the social and family matrix in which I grew has not been the best. Be that as it may, there are worse cases than mine. There always something to hold your head up high for...
Regarding me being still callow, well that story for another day. Let us say that I have a lot to experience yet. Besides, only by cherishing each happy moment I allow myself to have, will I understand how valuable life is. No matter how agitated we may get by every-day vicissitudes, we must not forget how crucial it is for us sometimes to enjoy each moment of happiness we can get. Be sure to educate yourself as much as you can. Still and all, never forget to have fun once in a while. To be honest writing may in fact consume a good chunk of my time. Albeit, I love English so much that if a genie were to show up in front of me and asked me for a wish, I would definitely ask him to grant me unlimited knowledge of this language.
As long as I were to be considered the MKO (More knowledgeable other) at any social group I attend, I would even be willing to sacrifice not having any refreshment during the day. Of course, I mean that if could, I would not eat as long as I could learn a new English word or a new grammar structure. Notwithstanding, the reality in my country is far from what I expect it to be. Lots of man-hour are wasted inside filthy buses trying to get to work. Do I see people with fuzzy ideas trying to figure out how not get crazy by the pandemonium the breaks out in Lima every darn day. Thus, you would probably not have to think hard to guess what you could theorize on my dreams. My fantasy is of course being able to time-travel to the past to when I was about 16 and start over. As crazy as that may seem to you, that is what I would like to happen. However, I know by now that it is unhealthy to focus on the past.
Hence, I will try as hard as I can to catch up with my stuff. You may overly much think I am crazy if you happen to meet me. You see every neologism I run into means a million bucks to me. In fact, you can call me sloppy and whatnot. Be that as it may, there is one thing you cannot say about me. That is of course that I do not care about English. Lastly, I would say that perhaps the social and family matrix in which I grew has not been the best. Be that as it may, there are worse cases than mine. There always something to hold your head up high for...
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