My last weekend looked like earlier. It began on Friday evening after returning from university. Then we went out with his friends to the pub in the city center. I returned home around 23.00 a little tired. The next day or on Saturday, I woke up around 9, I got up very reluctantly, I ate breakfast, later wykosiłem grass in the garden, cleaned the his room. At 13 I was after dinner. Later I helped my dad wash the car and so I descended into the evening. Late in the evening or around 1922 I went with girl friends and a pizza to one of the few restaurants in my city. Later we went to the disco. It was fun we played to a 2.00. Then escorted the girl and went home to sleep on Sundays because I had a tiring day. Sunday morning started for me at 8 After breakfast I went to church for ice cream later, after the return of a little studied. After dinner I went to the game. My team has won 4: 0 and I scored a goal. At night I met up with friends on a common grill in one of them. We sat to 23 So I passed the weekend. It remained only to wait for the next one.
