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Iam a night owl, but in order to succeed in college i get up at 5: 40 am every day. morning for me, very difficult case, because i can not sleep in any way and with great difficulty climb out of bed. after i fill the bed and go wash. i usually sit down to breakfast at 6: 30 or do not have time to eat breakfast at all. at 6: 50 of the house and go to college. classes at the college start at 7: 45.v college classes usually end at 13: 45, but sometimes it can end at 15: 45. after college i get home. when i come home late and becomes very dark. besides studying, every day i take away a brother with a garden, about 18: 40 pm we are already in homes. only at 19: 00 i sit down to do their homework. we have dinner at 19: 20-19: 30 because i can not very strictly with all right, but my parents come home very late. sometimes it is very hard to learn the new material obtained in college. for me, at the moment heavy objects are english and biology, because they have a lot to learn and to know. but i did not always work, because i have a little problem with the memory happens that i have remained free time. and this time i spend with my family, we love to watch movies in the evening! or when my parents are not home, i play dota 2, of course, after you've made all the lessons seems nothing complicated, i do not, but so very tired that i go to bed at 22: 00 or when do all the lessons. that's a pace i live for 6 years and it is necessary to hold out for another 4 years.

Нет ничего лучше, чем проснуться ясным, морозным утром под стук колес. встать, пройтись вдоль спальных мест, мерно покачиваясь в такт движению поезда.в такие минуты, когда ты предоставлен сам себе, мысли особенно заполняют твой разум. глядя на мгновенно сменяющиеся пейзажи за окном хочется верить только в лучшее. поезд стучит. так же быстро мчится жизнь, ведь она тоже сродни путешествию в поезде, и хочется верить, что все же в конце путешествия ты унесешься в лучшее время. время где мы всегда будем немного детьми. время, где запах от печек поезда будоражит ум и сердце. поезд мерно покачивается. жизнь продолжается.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               there is nothing better than waking up on a clear, frosty morning by the rattle of wheels. get up, walk along the beds, rhythmically swaying to the motion of the train.at such moments, when you're all alone, especially thoughts fill your mind. looking for instantly changing the scenery outside the window i want to believe only in the best. train knocks. as fast rushing life, because she, too, is akin to a journey on the train, and i want to believe that at the end of the journey you will take in the best time. the time where we will always be a little child. the time where the smell from the ovens of the train excites the mind and heart. the train rhythmically sways. life goes on .