John Paul closed his eyes and looked at the computer screen

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John Paul opened his eyes a bit and his face was still contorted. He was
noticing that only a few things were visible on his desk now and some of these
were his emails. His eyes were again fixated on the computer screen and he
finally opened them. After a while, he was looking at the first message he
had received yesterday. It was of a girl he was trying to impress on the
college’s dance program. It was addressed to himself and it carried the name
of the college. It was an email he had received on his birthday and sent to
his parents. He smiled at the thought that he was thinking why he should
write so many personal emails every day. He opened his second email and it
was addressed to the girl he was sending the message to. Her name was not
mentioned. That was why he was happy now that he was not sending any personal
emails to her. He smiled again.

John Paul opened his third email and it was even more personal than the
other two messages in which he was now focusing on. He was typing on the
computer’s keyboard and he finally stopped and smiled at the computer screen.

One-third of the time the world is a very cruel place to live, but at the
same time it is one of most beautiful and interesting places.

John was
looking at the computer screen while he was writing in his second message. He
was looking at the screen with fascination and wonderment. The screen was
full of beautiful and interesting things. He was looking with fascination,
wonderment, and a kind of deep love for the computer screen and the amazing
hiding power of electricity. For a minute or so, he was staring at the screen
and then he suddenly got overwhelmed with some new idea. He wanted to change
the screen’s background.

He sat up in his seat and looked at the screen. He tried to change the
background of the screen. He remembered he had tried changing the background
of images on his computer and he decided to try it now. He closed his eyes and
then opened the screen. He quickly grabbed the mouse and clicked on the
background. He changed the background of the screen. It was a huge garden
place he saw. There were trees, birds, flowers, birds, birds, and more
birds, as the background image changed. The background became more and
more vivid green. This way, he could view the screen better. He slowly
reopened his eyes. All the birds were flying away from his screen. He
suddenly realised about his email messages and the reason for the screen with
the background change. He quickly picked up the mouse, clicked on the
email’s sender’s address, clicked on the address’s picture, clicked on the
picture, and changed it. He then clicked on the email address again. He
changed the send address to himself’s home in India, changed the email’s
subject line to John’s name, changed the email’s recipient to himself. Then
he clicked on the email and sent the second email to his girlfriend.

John
was sitting in his seat. John saw the whole screen as an amazing garden and
he felt very happy. He was feeling very happy. He saw that only one thing was
in his mind. He felt that only one thing was in his mind. He felt that only
one thing was in his mind. He wanted to write only one more email to his
girlfriend. He wanted to write the email with his name and address, his
happiness and love for her, and her happy smile and her name. He tried to
write the email. He wrote the text on his keyboard. He tried to type the
email’s subject only. He typed the email’s title only. He typed the email’s
content only.

John Paul felt the happiness growing within him. He felt very happy now.
He was very happy now. He felt quite happy now and he knew that his happiness
was completely normal and was totally and completely normal. John was again
sitting in the same seat and he was staring at the computer screen. With
his hand still on his keyboard, he was typing out a few words. Then he got
suddenly very happy and his heart was beating hard. He stood up from his
seat and slowly walked through the big circle in the auditorium.

He was
walking with short steps through the big circle as he was having an internal
and external happy feeling. He felt a little bit of anger against the guy
who was standing at the podium with the laptop and his computer. John had
written the email to himself with his name. He knew that he was a great
person who was full of dreams and wishes of his life. He knew that he was a
very good student in college. He had read the text with his pen on his
keyboard to see that his name appeared in the first paragraph of the email.
He had seen the email’s sender’s picture that showed his beautiful and
honest face. He was very happy that his name was printed at the top of the
email body. John had seen the email’s photo that showed his beautiful face.
He was happy now that he was a good friend and a friend for life. Now he had
written the email to himself with his name. His name appeared in the text.
He was happy that his name appeared at the first paragraph of the email.
Finally, John was happy that he was a good friend and a friend for life. He
felt very happy now that he was a good friend. He felt very happy now for
the first times in his life. He was excited because he was excited.

John
felt really good. He felt very happy. He felt very happy now. He had been
seeing a very good friend since he was in first grade. He had seen a very
good friend since he was in first grader. He had been seeing a very good
friend since he was a student in third grade. John was happy now. He was
happy now. John felt very happy now. He felt very happy now. He was walking
with short steps through the big circle and suddenly he was standing in the
middle of huge circle. He felt a lot of pain in his heart and a lot of
joy and happiness. He felt very happy now. He felt very happy now.

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