Milena Velva Follando

then, towards the Best of a stoned and just half that due to coffee at 7.45, after waking up two hours earlier.
why?
because my mother has invented a unique closure of the school and although I had said that that was not needed, it is coming.
at 5.45 this morning and saw people did things around the house.
anyway.
arrival, pick-up.
not peck the vein.
typical.
"but I feel it is here, now I do some 'evil' but
Pig filthy slut, you're ravanare with a needle in my arm.
after a while 'to blame for a lot of needles fall due, gives up and plant me in your hand.
in all of this I am green and I'm going to faint, but hey, details.
electrocardiogram.
nurse tomorrow and that makes me Paganino san, thank goodness.
chest x-ray.
rival karate kid: take away the piercing, forgive the piercing.
operation the nurse renamed "clear."
and nine and a half.
and then wait.
expect.
.
.
.
expect.
around 11 marta comes with the newspapers.
a nun approaches her with looking a little 'creepy and says "Miss, pull up his pants that he's butt off," then spends the next half hour to speak evil of the world.
refer to my mother who was calling out, saying "God loves the acidity, but not the bum out."
my mom, myth, replies, "God does not love her, for if he did with the whores" (more or less).
then Mom decides it's time to correct un po' di compiti e me ne passa uno, che cito ad alta voce con grande ilarità.
intanto si pranza in mensa, cartone condito col polistirolo.
si torna su, mangiamo merendine ammerda per ingannare l'attesa.
attesa.
attesa.
poi di botto, anestesista e neurochirurgo, alle 14.40.
"ma la signorina aveva una prenotazione per una risonanza magnetica alle 15"
"ma la macchina è rotta"
e viene fuori che se non fosse stata rotta mi avrebbero operata venerdì.
ma forse domani la riparano, mi risuonano magneticamente e mi operano comunque venerdì.