My head is haking with only the soud of the refrigeretor at my side. I'm sorry for the sadness I can cause but any hope it's hopeless . . . I have a text to do but have nor the will nor the health pisic or psicological My thoughts are imploding on my mind, nothing can be created on such environment. . . .and the only thing that was request from me was only a mighty efford to get the grades (continue . . . . )