Declaration ...
... have not yet purchased. The Declaration Audience abandon, because not too many voices came to us. As for my life, I was last time, where everyone and everything annoys me. Of course, teachers are the cause. But after the turn. On Monday, after the winter holidays, I was not at school because the kurowałem. On Tuesday, however, had already zawitać. I was still relatively quiet. On Wednesday, has begun. Chemistry-scariest item world. And yet this Chemica, prof. Modiska. I hate those of its terms, with what she is poor, because they disturb, and that will have to go to the headmistress, and she did not have to lead the lessons, as we do not want and it's a posiedzi, and we went to complain to her headmistress to you may have with us to win, and that informs everything Olszyńskiego. As much as I wanted to further whining that unless we leave the class to answer with irony in his voice, "NO! Please do not leave, I'll cry. We'll all be desperate. " But nothing. On Thursday, for it began in earnest. Olszyński me again exaggerated. For delay had to do additional tasks. Namely, analysis and interpretation of the "Message of Mr. Cogito," Herbert. Exactly this line does not apply to me, to a large extent. I was exaggerating a horrible place. Stuffy, cramped, with a view of the Polish national emblem stamped askew and askew hanged diploma. For anything else I can not concentrate. Ahhh, that is what I will I lamented over them. I conclude, only as mention that on Tuesday or Wednesday will visit the SZSP (I hope), and in general I can go to the selected classes (of which gladly would use) and do not write checks, and to be asked, because I have a passport Olympian P. Just to Thursday. They gave me the finger, and I'd prefer the whole hand: P. Papatki.
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