Night quiet atmosphere of tranquili

Night quiet atmosphere of tranquility, just the wind gently blowing curtains according to the wind, everyone went to bed. There is a woman lying in a room she was nine months pregnant. She did not know that just a few minutes from now, she will give birth to her second child's life. And finally time for her to physical pain came. Now almost midnight of Saturday, she felt certain that she was cramping is baby. She was sent to a district hospital. The cold atmosphere of tranquility at the hospital only a few voices, sounds of Miami together to scream her being baby. And in the end, babies weighing 3 kg was less perfect body, open eyes to see the world. Everyone smiled happily when she heard the voice of the baby, and the child is a boy. Everyone was glad to have a new member of the family and the child's mother had named Mr. Atichai Sittitong. His mother looks as well. The age of the boy to the range to attend kindergarten. And this is the life of a boy, and the boy was me. I was born on sunday april 19 1992 at hospital in Khon Kaen province.
My mame is Atichai Sittitong I have one sister. I attend kindergarten paisanwit. Every morning I stand teacher Chaluay pie pocket. My teacher was my uncle. She is a kindergarten teacher. I stood in front of the House, the sun shining morning face a refreshments at the end, a good time. Every morning I stood waiting to go to school with my teacher. Going to school for the first time for me it was nothing too exciting. It was the beginning of my life, I fear it so much. The beginning of my studies is a kindergarten paisanwit. Amphoe Phon, Khon Kaen. I came to the school atmosphere around the body, the hair gel a whole lot of things, a lot of people, the voice of children. I began to fear. Have the children play all over, I'm not busy away from my uncle. Feelings of fear, feeling like crying it comes into my mind, but I will not be weak. I was the hero as his father's words. I was not at the ground with his father because his father had to work for a family. I live with my mother and sister, but the words of his father, I still remember it always. I think this fear to fight it. My eyes began to improve gradually adapt to the environment around me. During kindergarten, I was just like normal kids running around talking to this building but chaos. Two little feet running on the lawn of the school in the midst of the morning sun with friends, both male and female. The best time is to never forget. I was in kindergarten 3 I have a nephew who attended kindergarten first. I remember the image persistence is the man charged with regular to annoy me as hero defend him. Every time someone comes to annoy him, I will always defend. And I just graduated kindergarten school paisanwit.
. I got into high school education at the school of the row House. Schools and homes are within walking distance to the school's casual. Watjumphon elementary school is my school. I studied this, I have a few friends. Every morning I wake up to a tooth and went home from school carrying the torch of the great atmosphere in the morning. I had to walk past the house every day of my friends we went to school together thread. Walking the line to talk to sing together many stories like this every day could be described at all. I found a great friend to us each day. Friends in elementary school are very good friends. I know friends in the elementary school to this day we have never abandoned me, even at the end of Waupaca I am taking notes into notebooks they are still waiting for all I care, I really love them. Later I finished primary and're going to move on to high school. It was a front page thrilled at the high school will be fun to see, I think it flat.
Then after that period of time comfortable in one of the houses in the community. My mother came looking for, I'm watching tv and my mom said to me, "just who I am, not the mother, not just a sister, I'm the only person who wants to live with his father at the Bangkok" I was very surprised, very shocked. That is, I want to study at a school in Bangkok. I was excited and a little scared to sneak or a single cry. And feeling like this is the place I need to be away from home, away from his friends and familiar place ever scamper. I still miss my mother and grandmother, I would not really be me away from here, really. But the truth is the truth, I have to go to Bangkok. In the farewell night, I was filled with friends. The atmosphere is filled with lights and music. The party started I had said goodbye to friends, the tears of a man. I have to think of every course. The morning of travel and I travel with my father. I have seen the atmosphere around the club, I had tears I shed. The place was run, cry and laugh with it a bit longer to get back. Car slowly moving away slowly, “bye bye all friends”. I love everyone I speak alone. Farewell bag rustic log on to further study. And is subject to renal care of his father. We do our own business Dad's factory floor on a factory floor dwellings. Dress comfortably but not comfortable during high school, my life is not as good as you think. Sound car horn sound of car brakes. People compete to be busy. 13 year old boy waiting for the morning bus ride to school. At the school atmosphere filled with chaos. Middle school is my school bangmodwittaya jomtong Bangkok black pants, white shirt, the uniform of this. The first step through the school gates Oh, a lot of people. In my view, a very busy, noisy splash around and thought I was going to go well. The national anthem sounds up to everyone, both into the front row Sao. First, the course introduces the most unusual person I see, because I came from outside the House. Boy speak not the obvious favorite of friends in the room. I have two friends who the name Tae and balls. Tae is a skin instead of a single layer of the eye, a young boy and a very clever with the ball and learning a skin look handsome straight man, but he is not learning good resistant. These two friends with me very much, they are my dear friends to share all together happy with him. I used to live in the capital, three years before the full changes are entering khrang. Time stepping through wind, Sun, time passes very quickly. Short range high school, I want to move back home with mom came because sister is going to attend University. What many stories are about to start high school, it is now difficult to say goodbye again, as always, nobody wanted to happen again. I returned home to attend high school. I attended high school muangphon pittayakom phon khonkean. I was a new student again. And my first love, it happened when she was a sophomore in high school I was one years old. At first we did not like each other, but people like I was her best friend. I was a school athlete. When there is a competition, she would come to see me sporting event because her friend invited her to come. We see this often is not known until the older generation to the younger generation. That is why we have known. I do not like her to like me, but I like her. She is a white woman, small cute as a doll. The first time we have spoken, I remember. That day is a day of rain, freezing atmosphere. She stood in front of the shelter building alone. I just ran into a shelter there. Now that we are just two people. We stood like that for almost ten minutes, the rain has not stopped falling. I glance over at her and thought she was cute. And suddenly she turned and said to me. "It rained so cold," I am a little shocked. I turned to look at her eyes met and we smiled at each other. I think that we will be able to do the same for a long talk, I ask, what is known of her but I did not dare. I gathered courage and decided to speak out to say "you're lovely! What's your name " Her face red and quiet rooms facing a single and then she came to me, "the name Ann thanks that watch," and then she told me that she had known me better because it reminded her friend, like I said, I may be, I was not at all like someone who likes to come to me. I may like the person standing in front of me. The very best one to her. Winter winds from the soils engineer atmosphere, raining blows came. She was discovered because of the cold. I take off my coat, and she cloak is put. Now that I feel good, like I was with love! I like her, Ann. After that day we were in contact with each other and finally we agreed as a fan. Because we love each other. I promise to her that she will not regret, and we went to the "increasing our love story of two people to walk continuously along the passage of time. There are many problems, but we got through it together all the time. We went to school together every day. I drove to pick her up every day. Eat together every day. We are a couple that is quite enviable. Time passes quickly. She graduated high school before I was, and she enrolled at the hospital in Khon Kaen, I study high school last year. I planned that I finish I will study, teachers. The us is still far, but always together. Everybody make their own page, one at a time, the best. Then, I finished high school. Next is the university level I subscribed to several, both in Bangkok. And several universities But it did not go as planned. Because at first I was a teacher in Bangkok. But with so many issues, so I moved back to class. Rajabhat Maha Sarakham.

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Night quiet atmosphere of tranquility just the, wind gently blowing curtains according to, the wind everyone went to bed.? There is a woman lying in a room she was nine months pregnant. She did not know that just a few minutes from now she will,, Give birth to her second child 's life. And finally time for her to physical pain came. Now almost midnight, of SaturdayShe felt certain that she was cramping is baby. She was sent to a district hospital. The cold atmosphere of tranquility. At the hospital only a few voices sounds of, Miami together to scream her being baby. And in the end babies weighing, 3 kg. Was less, perfect body open eyes to see the world. Everyone smiled happily when she heard the voice of the baby and the,, Child is a boy.Everyone was glad to have a new member of the family and the child 's mother had named Mr. Atichai Sittitong. His mother. Looks as well. The age of the boy to the range to attend kindergarten. And this is the life of a boy and the, boy was me.? I was born on Sunday April 19 1992 at hospital in Khon Kaen province.
My MAME is Atichai Sittitong I have one, sister. I attend kindergarten paisanwit.Every morning I stand teacher Chaluay pie pocket. My teacher was my uncle. She is a kindergarten teacher. I stood in front. Of the House the sun, shining morning face a refreshments at, the end a good time. Every morning I stood waiting to go to. School with my teacher. Going to school for the first time for me it was nothing too exciting. It was the beginning of my. Life I fear, it so much.The beginning of my studies is a kindergarten paisanwit. Amphoe, Phon Khon Kaen. I came to the school atmosphere around. The body the hair, gel a whole lot of things a lot, of people the voice, of children. I began to fear. Have the children. Play, all over I 'm not busy away from my uncle. Feelings, of fear feeling like crying it comes into my mind but I, will. Not be weak.I was the hero as his father 's words. I was not at the ground with his father because his father had to work for a, family. I live with my mother, and sister but the words of his father I still, remember it always. I think this fear to fight, it. My eyes began to improve gradually adapt to the environment around me, During kindergarten.I was just like normal kids running around talking to this building but chaos. Two little feet running on the lawn of the. School in the midst of the morning sun, with friends both male and female. The best time is to never forget. I was in kindergarten 3 I. Have a nephew who attended kindergarten first.I remember the image persistence is the man charged with regular to annoy me as hero defend him. Every time someone comes. To annoy him I will, always defend. And I just graduated kindergarten school paisanwit.
. I got into high school education. At the school of the row House. Schools and homes are within walking distance to the school 's casual. Watjumphon elementary. School is my school.I studied this I have, a few friends. Every morning I wake up to a tooth and went home from school carrying the torch of. The great atmosphere in the morning. I had to walk past the house every day of my friends we went to school together, thread. Walking the line to talk to sing together many stories like this every day could be described at all. I found a great friend. To us each day.Friends in elementary school are very good friends. I know friends in the elementary school to this day we have never abandoned. Me even at, the end of Waupaca I am taking notes into notebooks they are still waiting for all, I care I really love them.? Later I finished primary and 're going to move on to high school. It was a front page thrilled at the high school will be. Fun, to seeI think it flat.
Then after that period of time comfortable in one of the houses in the community. My mother came looking. For I ', m watching TV and my mom said to me, "just who I am not mother, the, just a, not sister I' m the only person who wants. To live with his father at the Bangkok "I was, very surprised very shocked. That is I want, to study at a school in Bangkok.I was excited and a little scared to sneak or a single cry. And feeling like this is the place I need to be away, from home. Away from his friends and familiar place ever scamper. I still miss my mother and grandmother I would, not really be me. Away, from here really. But the truth is the truth I have, to go to Bangkok. In the farewell night I was, filled with friends.The atmosphere is filled with lights and music. The party started I had said goodbye to friends the tears, of a man. I. Have to think of every course. The morning of travel and I travel with my father. I have seen the atmosphere around the. Club I had, tears I shed. The place, was run cry and laugh with it a bit longer to get back. Car slowly moving, away slowly. "Bye bye all friends".I love everyone I speak alone. Farewell bag rustic log on to further study. And is subject to renal care of his, father. We do our own business Dad 's factory floor on a factory floor dwellings. Dress comfortably but not comfortable during high. School my life, is not as good as you think. Sound car horn sound of car brakes. People compete to be busy.13 year old boy waiting for the morning bus ride to school. At the school atmosphere filled with chaos. Middle school is. My school bangmodwittaya jomtong Bangkok black, Shirt Pants White, uniform the of this. The first step through the school. Gates Oh a lot, of people. In, my view a very busy noisy splash, around and thought I was going to go well. The National. Anthem sounds up, to everyoneBoth into the front row Sao. First the course, introduces the most unusual person I see because I, came from outside the. House. Boy speak not the obvious favorite of friends in the room. I have two friends who the name Tae and balls. Tae is. A skin instead of a single layer of the eye a young, boy and a very clever with the ball and learning a skin look handsome. Straight, manBut he is not learning good resistant. These two friends with me, very much they are my dear friends to share all together. Happy with him. I used to live in the capital three years, before the full changes are entering khrang. Time stepping through. ,, wind Sun time passes very quickly. Short range high school I want, to move back home with mom came because sister is going. To attend University.What many stories are about to start high school it is, now difficult to say goodbye again as always nobody wanted to,,, Happen again. I returned home to attend high school. I attended high school muangphon pittayakom phon khonkean. I was a. New student again. And my first love it happened, when she was a sophomore in high school I was one years old. At first. We did not like, each otherBut people like I was her best friend. I was a school athlete. When there is, a competition she would come to see me sporting. Event because her friend invited her to come. We see this often is not known until the older generation to the younger, generation. That is why we have known. I do not like her to, like me but I like her. She is a, white woman small cute as a doll.The first time we, have spoken I remember. That day is a day, of rain freezing atmosphere. She stood in front of the shelter. Building alone. I just ran into a shelter there. Now that we are just two people. We stood like that for almost, ten minutes. The rain has not stopped falling. I glance over at her and thought she was cute. And suddenly she turned and said to, me. "It rained, so cold"I am a little shocked. I turned to look at her eyes met and we smiled at each other. I think that we will be able to. Do the same for a long, ask talk I, is what known of her but I did not dare. I gathered courage and decided to speak out. To say "you 're lovely! What' s your name" Her face red and quiet rooms facing a single and then she came to me, "the name. Ann thanks, that watch