Jajajajaj
Una célula vegetal según Alice.
Las cuatro paredes de una habitación son la pared celular. A esas paredes, las forrás con papel film y eso es la membrana plasmática. La llenás de gelatina y eso es el citoplasma. Te dan ganas de hacer una fiesta, entonces colgás una piñata redonda gigante en el medio, lo cual sería el núcleo. Después colgás muchas bombuchas por todos lados por la gelatina, y esas son las otras organelas. Por último, agarrás muchas guirnaldas y las ponés por todos lados y envolvés bien al nucleo, osea que es el citoesqueleto. y TARAAAAAAAA, ahí te quedó una super sex party de célula con gelatina (Y).
En historia me fue bien porque llovía nada más. Me quedo doliendo la mano y toda manchada de azul. La profe se rió, porque me quiere, creo 8)
Y y y hoy estudié mucho, no se como hice.
Néstor se quebró un tobillo. KARMA, Néstor, KARMA!
Oh sii, hace fríoooo (L)
Quiero dormirrrrr :D
-R
If I wake in the morning, I'll only need two more miracles to be a saint. Everything I promised everyone I'd be well I just ain't.
Turns out I saw them a couple of days ago. They were laughing and drinking and smoking and singing.
I swear this like a sailor, love is not a favor, I find it's just a concept that we live inside.
The time my dad caught me a horse shoe crab. And I asked him if throwing it back into the sea would bring our luck back.
I never heard the words that were spoken, with the rumored nights, with the rendezvous. I never thought the whispers were true 'til now.
My oh my! I think my mind is gone, I'm left here wondering "Was I crazy all along?" What do I do? Nothing left but pray, gonna shoot somebody. Help me drive this craziness away, I'm happy on my own.
When you were a child I was lost in the wild but you built a home for me in the groove. I was burn in the cold, turn up the heat. I know one day we will sleep for days.
Darkened nights and violent things, vaudevillian girls and violin strings. All of these are the prettiest things when I'm in love.
We would sing and dance around because we know we can't be found. I'd like to be under the sea in an octopus's garden in the shade.
I'm burning through the sky yeah! Two hundred dregrees, that's why the call me Mr Fahrenheit. I'm travelling at the speed of light, I'm gonna make a supersonic woman of you!
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