my deary

sometimes very difficult to talk to others about me.
i dont know why, but because I feel. I'm different from other children. strange indeed, but that's what I feel. Sometimes I feel I was a child with autism are only able to, well, you should know. behavior of a child with autism.
but it's hard for me, I know I'm actually normal. I just have evolved from different environments. so I was educated to be a mimin.
I like this as it is.


exactly what I want to say to you is about what I feel today.
Initially only a matter of a race. jaya Palmera. a race-seasoned a little element of health journalism. I happen to a young journalist.
and, coincidentally also my leader have sick. so he gave me the opportunity to participate.
this is where my problem begins
Another friend of mine once heard a shout, I will go immediately shocked 'huh, mimin?' with a gaze that, understatement.
probably thought, 'a mimin Include a sleeper in the race?.. 'Automatic I was shocked. He spoke in front of me, no matter what I Think. I was offended. I thought I'd back off.
profit in the midst of my disappointment I heard my phone ring. and you know, it's an SMS from my teacher
point me in the team representing my district to race in the province.

this makes me believe. God has planned everything so beautifully. and whatever we do there are consequences.