Have breakfast smell of the mate, the toast, I take a shower, smell of the deodorant, cologne my father gave to me before coming, smell of the wetness of the city by the crazy rain, lunch the smell of pasta with tomatoe sauce, go walking to the university and I start singing “I’m singing in the rain, and I’m happy again”, smell of people that were in the classroom, after lessons I return walking through City Road with Jerry, “I can smell this typical chimney odor of Sydney”, but he doesn’t understand what I am saying, come walking to the apartment that is worm, Deanie fired her boss, smell of pasta with tuna, I practice the presentation of Salsa with Pamella, and talk with Elle who is sad because in October she is leaving Australia, and I tell her to be happy, I go to sleep.
miércoles, abril 25, 2012
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