I got a social security number today, in Inkster.
We were lost for a while, and wound up in the ghetto, my mother was flipping out. Stupid.
After that I went to Symphony Band rehearsal and barely got to talk to my girlfriend today.
She's getting her tonseils out on Friday and if I don't hurry up and get my license I won't be able to see her until Monday or Tuesday over break.
I'm kind of pissed about that.
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A mi no me importa nada
Para mi la vida es un sueño
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