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While the time you wonder why you and the week went so fast. Look at the cellular and land on you are missing a few days to pay and you even begin to study. Think, "Well, tomorrow I get up and start to study the whole day." But you wake up late and do you remember that they are giving Friends in Warner and then starts The Big Bang Theory. There already lost two hours after lunch but you have to secure and compu you hooked on checking your virtual account and you hang up reading blogs. When you wish to agree are four in the afternoon. You sigh and sit with the book Ugly Radio, the highlight fuchsia, you wear glasses, go to where you left, you bring the title, read the text confused, nothing will seem important, you arrive at another title, as you highlight, you look legs, nails, you look in the mirror and you think you need a day of beauty, look at the time, your library, you'll see what your brother back to "study" you end up arranging the books of pure obsessed you are. Happens you get to write. Here you are. Writing in instead of reading the damn book Radio. Hate Radio and still you have to study language, too. But the matter does not motivate you to anything. You surrender on Tuesday, baby! What do you think? Dale ponete to study.

But it is so difficult. Anything is more fun when you have to study.

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should not, but seeing that caused so much controversy (¬¬), I will explain the previous entry. Let's start with the title. Crush Crush, so I gave it because it was the first thing that came to my mind, and the culprits are the guys from 30 Seconds to Mars with this tune:

In several parts of the song, says Jared Crush Crush, I have heard enough to be me will hit the Sonidito. But while it seemed appropriate, because it sounds like a broken heart.

now turn to the exchange of roles, usually in these situations it is women who stick, I'm not saying it's always just say that most Sometimes the role that makes her my story what men do, and the role that made him do it.

At first I wanted to do it well and cold bitch, and so began but then I put in place and I could not do that without feeling bad. They will realize what many of you played hand after reading the story, several of the first were put in his place. And why, in my view she was right, he had already clarified what would be the thing between them. So why take the side of him. The din of accounts in accordance with that earned them.

One comment said:

always maintained that the cosas está buena aclararlas de antemano para evitar malos entendidos pero cuando todo parece que se nos escapa de las manos hay que saber retirarse a tiempo

Ese comentario simplifica bastante.

Otra cosa que me preguntaron era si era una historia real. Ahora les digo que NO no es real, pero mi inspiración sí lo fue. No tengo wanted to tell you all the inspiration, just say a friend inspired me.

Another thing I wanted to clarify, as I said before, I wanted it that bad off but I came out, there is a lot of me in the two characters, for that reason I can take part by one side. So also the turn that takes the story.

Another comment I said that he had not liked the end, why she was aware that he was the love of his life so late, yes she was serious about feel it. To which I replied on his blog, there are many people who do not know what they need / want until they lose ... she is one of those people. She thought I had always wanted it and did not worry too much about the day he ceases to be so because they thought I was going to matter, but felt bad as you could see.

There was another comment where I add an alternate ending, where she turned and it was late and he would overcome the long run and find someone who wanted it. It did not seem optimal to continue after that final was the perfect end to me I thought, and she's not coming back, it would be too dreamed that it did, it would be very easy for all ended well, he ended and she is not going to start again. Means?

not matter anyway, I understand and that's enough for me.

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While she was dressed in a hurry sitting on the edge of the bed, he looked at her bed with an expression of self-satisfaction.

-why not go well you got, you can stay and have breakfast together .- proposed it.

She looked at him incredulously and said, "No, you know I have to go before it's too late .-

" Late for what? -

"You know very well how was this, I said from day one that only wanted to spend time without becoming anything serious, "she said coldly.

He got up and looked disappointed "It's just-released" Another time I use it as you like and I like a fool I let you do that, I do not know how many times are you going to keep playing with me in this way, "said the voice heaving.

She dared not look at him and said "I know, and I always feel bad doing this, but I cleared it to you pretty well from the beginning and you did not care, so we did, or not? -

"Yes, but I thought it might change your mind, I thought something had changed, that now I wanted to be with me .-

She looked distressed, never understand what makes you think so. If you have changed your mind I would have said. I know I can always be with you and I understand. You know how much I love you .-

He was confused, used and rejected. Could not contain his anger and said: "That's what you think? Seriously think you understand? Apparently not. Doing so would not be discussing this now. So I'm always for you? So long as it does not work with other recurrís to me? Or is that just when you're bored? What will happen the day I get tired of your little games? That'll change your mind and want to be with me seriously? What What if I stop one day and love? Why is that and you know, so you take advantage of me like you do, because you know I love you for years. But I'm tired of your games, and I'm tired of no one else uses when you .-

She was hurt and almost on the verge of tears he said: "I know you love me, what I know. And you know I hate myself for not being able corresponderte. But I thought you were running so well. You thought that was enough, I did not think you cared about more than sex, you never talk about something else. But I can not give you anything more .-

"And what we do then? I want to be with you, not what we want is one night every so often. And if you want I do not want to remain hopeful that one day you realize you love me like I do. So do not call me anymore. I do not want to know anything about you. And forget once and if it costs me I will do it again .-

She did not know what to say. Approached him, kissed his cheek and left.

While walking down the street could not help feeling the worst garbage on the ground. Feeling that he had lost something too important not to believe it would hurt so much to lose.

Arriving to the corner he realized he had lost the love of his life.

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Egocentric? Confessions III


Once I read somewhere that people who speak in third person are extremely selfish and egocentric. At the time not questioned because it did not interest me too much, but now that I think I closed. It is assumed that people selfish / egocentric are only I, I, I, I, me, me, me and more me. How is it possible to speak in third person if all you care about is themselves seriously. Or perhaps he is right and speak in third person as to try to mask their self-centeredness (Who Knows). The point is that I do not consider myself a super selfish and egocentric (I'm selfish like everyone else and not egocentric) but sometimes when I do write I find it much easier to write about myself in third person will not know why perhaps because it gives me a somewhat more objective perspective, to see myself from outside, but it is not very helpful since it does not change anything.

Finally we will improvise something right now.

She likes to say he loves to read and write. But do not read like I used to, now books accumulate in your library and she apologized saying he did not have time. The same goes for writing, never wrote a lot but now hardly do. The truth is that when you have free time wasted on pure trivia ends while still complaining about not having free time. Has not quite clear why his actions, perhaps seeking to escape from something, perhaps it is not the same motivation that initially found. But it is just complicated and contradictory, and he knows deep down that what is seriously likes to read and write. Although never fully understood who tries to convince repeating the same thing over and over again.

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I declare ...

sincerely confess that I am a complete and total voyeur. But ... I am not all the meaning of the word.

'll see ... Wikipedia as voyeurism is a behavior characterized by the sight of naked people or doing some kind of sexual activity with the purpose of arousal. But the only active voyeuristic look. The term comes from the word voyeur voir a derivative of the verb which means to see / watch, plus the French suffix eur. In short it means voyeur or observer.

I'm not that depraved. For lo tanto soy una mirona pero contemplo a los hombres vestidos y en situaciones normales (está de más decir que no los miro para calentarme sino que los miro porque están buenos).

Por lo tanto soy, como dice mi amiga Naty , una mirona.

Me encanta mirar a los chicos y me fascinan las miradas.

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Te adoro mujer!

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you remember that last week published this entry (click on it to see).

Well today I will tell you that I got fired.

Why?

Simple! In a first call you got the training, where they teach you all that is theory and the case was during the training there were 3 qualifying exams. The did the company first, the second also to see the level at which we were to go, and the third is the final course we took. Pass without much effort these three tests. To me the theory is quite good to me despite what I am vague. My issue is the practice, I am very lela and even though I know all re good practice whenever I c * ga. After the final turn to another instance that was the one that started last week. Where they were not working, working but started to attend. And that's when he writes who failed.

'll see ... the first day and told them it was horrible, it was pure nerves, sent me mucus after another, I felt re lost, etc. The second day was better, I was a little more on track and to feel that this work could come to like. The third was normal but he hated what he was doing. And so on. Last week I passed not because they needed to approve an average of 85 and my average was 60. And this week had to approve it or yes or threw me. On Monday re did everything right, I hardly wrong. Yesterday I made pure disaster. And it so happened that on Monday he did everything right we are not monitored. And yesterday I sent re itself.

Today we begin to address re all well, and after a while comes the supervisor and called me and Sofi. I was serving so when I finished I went along, I was telling Sophie that he had failed so they could go and to call in a week to view their settlement. And then I followed in the call that I was called yesterday I took out a 25, and there was no way that he will pass on that note. So like Sofi, I said I could go and to call next week to see the settlement.

'm officially unemployed again.

I'm not complaining, as I discovered that this work will be exploited the most of my bipolar disorder and is not a good thing to say. I'm a Gemini, I am a crazy hysterical, I'm re bipolar and work made it even more bipolar, was not very healthy.

But ultimately, I began working more than anything because I wanted a little money.

Maybe someday get a job I like and do not bring out the worst in me.

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"If everything was a lie, I could tell the truth. Catch the wind when I get tired of stroking dreams. Cut into reality and reorder at will. I will miss when I was sick of waiting. fill this huge empty world of small worlds empty, more comfortable. Caught in my hands the sands of time and memory model a fresh concrete. Count each day a different story that was always true. wonder everyday every day a little more. change the landscape with just draw the curtains. Envenom root of evil thoughts. That the rain on the glass always sounded different and that evening lights speak more than beginning to the end, when you blink. Every night fulfilled their promises. Disappear from the dictionary words as "near" something, "just", "regular" ... May your shadow to make me company. A universe in my size that is too big for me though, it would be nice to invent. If everything was a lie, I could tell the truth. "

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had thought up a post telling I read about an experiment, but while reviewing a book of Quiroga a friend I came across this passage I had said:

"Before, I do not know what remote time and distance, I was depressed, craving so heavy, that was not enough to wake up one inch of flat ground. There are gases that creep and the low rise of land without achieving it, and track because they can not breathe asphyxiated themselves.

I was one of those gases. Now I can straighten up alone, without assistance, to the highest clouds. And if I were extend man's hands and blessing, all things and the awakening of life would continue their routine lit, but impregnated with me: So strong is the expansion of the mind in a real man!

From this height and is perfectly radial remember my misery and collapse that kept me down to earth as a gas. How could my flesh is firm and full of looking at this insolent accommodate such uncertainties, sordideces, hobbies and asphyxiation from lack of air?

look around, and I'm alone, safe, music and laughing in my harmonious existence. Life, very heavy truck and van at the same time offers these phenomena, a locomotive suddenly stands on its rear wheels and is in the light of the sun! From everywhere! Held high and the sun!

how little it takes sometimes to decide a destination: a swollen height, quiet and efficient, storey or a gas!

I was that gas. Now I am what I am, and I come home slowly and wonder. "

Beyond. Horacio Quiroga

When I read it charm the metaphor of the gas, and I could not help thinking you Ro ... so having it on your blog, lately I feel like gas on the ground. But what I want to emphasize the text is that the type is to be reminded how the gas and be well down, but now I went through all that, now I see from another perspective, as viewed from above. And this is how I want you to see you, finally I can lift you and leave all that behind so heavy that pulls you down and keeps you there. It is as you say, you deserve your happiness, not because he's been taken away you you're going to stop looking. Is a process and I hope you super fast and you've learned enough to move forward.

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Or am polite, courteous and friendly, kind, chisposo, attentive and truly, I hold out my hand to anyone that happens, I invited your mother to lamb ember. Or am arrogant, rude and frowned upon, lover of all what they call vice idiot who always gets smart, irritating person crazy. And so they do not find a way to make someone like you love me. What can we do not know. I've always lost the case, never meets the standards, you leave it or take it.

I can not suddenly change, nor will I do it automatically. I can write a beautiful poem to show you that I will roll to serve as something to be my alibi, that sounds nice and say nothing. I can tell you that I die, I have a company
and I have money, you can believe anything I say,
that I can pay the entrance of an apartment. And yet
not find a way to make someone like you love me. What can we do not know. I've always lost the case, never meets the standards, you leave it or take it.

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was already tardy, dodging people walking hurriedly. The rush, the humidity and the clouds dissipated played against him. Began to sweat.

reached his destination, went upstairs and met with his group. One boy made a comment something obscene about the way they dress and match colors. Even with jokes, perceived tension in the air.

began to call them one by one, were located and providing details and advice.

"At one begin to address," I see every face was full of panic. Surely it as well.

"There's no turning back," he thought. Deep breath and pressed the button.

And thus began his "first day", full of nerves, slow, terror, feeling lost all the time and making mistakes every passing second. I felt as if they had control and a little kindness was saved.

thanked the time pass quickly.

And when I least expected it was time to leave.

The torture was over, but not forever.

Tomorrow was another day ... more of the same.