After being a teacher, I will admit that I am not able to pass on any of them. Anyway, let them drag me. I will talk to them. I will show them what is going on behind them. Still, I will not let the mistakes I made. "
I could not laugh at seeing my own writing so late in the night. Many years ago, the writings of a huffed day, many years ago, have responded to living alive.
There will be no harm for anyone who does not exist in this world like me. If I die, I will write for a few days, teacher-student relations, this system will talk a lot. But then !!
Like all the previous
Every day there will be dead body. But why the body is dead, no one will solve it.
Look at the middle of the table and look at the midzollama.
Well, do not take another chance!
Surely there was some mistake which was inappropriate as a doctor, which actually hurt the teachers.
To lose their loved ones to their sufferings, mother's sickness, or to become disconcerted, and I became dirty.
In this world, we must be able to pull ourselves up. We will not be able to pull it out. If we could not get out of failure, then we are really useless!
Nobody understood this way!
Surely the creator does not want himself, I do not go out. So today, these are coming to the head.
But I fell unconsciously.
In this year, in the struggle to admit the rate, I got to know one morning, the deep desire of being a doctor wakes up.
Then I thought every day,
One night someone will come and go to my door at a non-stop sub-center.
I'll open the door and ask for the problem,
He would say to me, "The doctor's sub-book has been stuck, pain in hand, difficulty breathing, with vomiting, seems to have increased. Gotta increase the risk. Do not hesitate to tell if it is late, do not reduce the pain. Doctor Sab.
I will sit next to him and say, 'Whatever he is late, I will calculate later. I see how much can be done, you get admitted, God is confident.'
Then, after opening his cardiac medicines set 4 clopid and eating him, he will begin to write the order of Cardinx. That's why everyone is suffering for the day, is not it?
Ahhakatakata dream was mine. All of them are messing up.
I heard from my father, "In front of every incident, we have two roads open in front of them. Answer: A vengeance is full, another is accepted or the path of peace.
It is not necessary that we always have to choose the path of destruction. "
Which road do I choose?
Can you really give yourself another chance?
What's too late ??
The tables are still in the midzomes.
What do I do?
