you don't realize what you have -

- until it's gone.
Dear Sir,

I am writing to you to express how I deeply and emotionly have my periods of enjoying writing in my blog. This is not one of them. And please, don't think that I write to you just because you're so interesting, no.
This is more because we had an english lesson today when we were supposed to write formal letters. This is one of them, yes.
I have a very bad habit of doing my homework in the very last minute. Oh wait, erase that last sentence. I used to have the bad habit of doing that. Now a days I take home my assignments and studies in time and I also suprised my self by achieving much more! (No, you do not use that previous symbol in formal letters. I'm such a bad girl/lady) Isn't that just marvellous?
However, I will start my free-time project now. It's about a family, a homosexual couple who lives in a great, very original house. They cannot make babies together of course so they adopt and sleep with other handsome people and now four big, empty bedrooms are soon filled with loud screaming noices 24/7. Lovely.
Fairy well, I will take of now. This has been an excellent possobility for me to practice my formal english. Hope you enjoyed listening, but I'm sure you did.
Yours sincerely,
SHLIN

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