memory. Do you remember a
Donald, my old computer? Remember, too, like retire and change it Kowalsky, a laptop computer.
Well, that three years ago. Wallace came a few months ago, a tiny portable whose function was to take notes in class and little else.
"Well guess what? Kowalski began - for the third time this has been around! - To give up the ass and not wanting to work. Today, specifically, does not enter. I light it passes through the part where I have to choose "open Windows normally" and nothing blue screen and back again.
Well guess what, Kowalsky: GIVE YOU THE USB PORT! You've been a crappy computer for three long years and I have sent for repair twice. I THINK NOT BELIEVE YOU DO IT AGAIN.
I've confined in the wardrobe and when I go home I think there taking leave dust.
now I'm writing from Wallace, which I have installed and I find myself listening Spotify P! nk, I'm in a mood that could even write some of his songs-angry, it is understood.
Worse, he had recorded my first vlog (video blog) on \u200b\u200bKowalsky and had thought about editing this weekend to hang. But claaarooo, the damn penguin had to break right now.
Gentlemen, never trust in a laptop. I break your heart in a more wretched than the worst of the bastards that you have known.
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