Ufff Match Point, he said
Hello. Today was a day to forget. Right now you should be eating dinner with my sister and her friends and then go to the movies. But more than likely that this custom has come to an end.
And I've fought with it. Even before you get home and knew she was not of humor because he had spoken before about my mother and had released a few Borderías. And when he got home he told me if I had the car (it is she who always leads to the mall where we go every Friday, but his car is in the shop. As it was quite noticeable edge, I have said that if I was going with that humor, not meant to take.
And I'm already sick of his bad moods. Because there is one thing today. is forever. When he comes home, goes straight to his room and closes the door. And if you go for something, it's almost like asking an audience to someone important. Many other times I've gone with her to dinner and a hundred, apropos of nothing, has given me wrong answers. At the moment did not say anything (is it has a character!), But then came to my house and told my mother to vent, I was a little upset with my sister for how she behaved with me. I have a good character-that does not mean that I do not ever misbehave, but when it does, I admit, and that is why normally I tend not to complain when they misbehave with me and swallow and swallow and swallow ... But
Today I could not more. And I exploded. It pains me that means that it is not going to see at one time to my sister's friends, especially her boyfriend, which is a very good person, and a fellow of his college. Although to me Ingeniare (I hope) to learn things from them from time to time.
But on the other hand, all the fuss is something positive for me, although it has been so sudden, that I have caused and I jumped ... or, put another way ... I have not been silent. And that's an achievement. However
day has not ended there. My parents and I were going in the car down the street and saw Almagro in Madrid two mobility agents (who are not cops, eh!) Were very slow and talking to each bike to bike. Suddenly, and while we were going to far enough, one of them stopped short to warn a van ... and we almost swallow it. So we, going to hand, told him that because he had not signaled it would stop.
Then, the cool-illiterate one was inside, the other not, was more polite, we were stopped by bad manners to fine us because my father was not wearing a seat belt (even though it already happened before our height and not told us anything), which was true, but that when he served as a cover for their recklessness behind the wheel, turning the tables and showing his arrogance simply by wearing a uniform.
asshole While checking the data, the peer educator told us that, according to the rules, they were not required to signal with flashing if they would stop. I understand that I can in an emergency situation (chasing someone, for example), but not always. So if that standard is, is crazy.
But at least, after all, a taxi driver who had seen everything we were right in that they were doing wrong and gave us your details and your phone number in case we needed a witness to challenge the fine. Anyway ... that, unless this whole situation ... a bad feeling and incredible anger at the abuse of authority.
So, you see, one day completito.
Oh, one thing: the title of this post is a tribute to a book by Quim Monzo if not translated into Castilian, and is called "Phew, va dir ell." I commend the author, writing in La Vanguardia (in the newspaper like the Sunday) and now I'm reading a funny book of short stories, I'm reading it in Catalan, for something I had to have lived the longest serving a year in Barcelona, \u200b\u200bwhich is called "tot perquè of plegat" (The why of things). This if it is in Castilian (editorial Anagram). So what you suggest.
Besos.
Friday, August 31, 2007
Thursday, August 30, 2007
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I know it might be better
Hello. Here I am again. After becoming slightly lazy (hehe, sorry, but I did not come the desire to write), as I promised, I will summarize my short week.
The trip to Algeciras was a bit long, really. Once there, the hotel (a chain is where most hotels are quite brand-new) was very good. However, the first day we were in a room that had not requested and the occasional shower with a liquid churretón dry. Anyway, the next day we switched to a higher floor, and the type of room we had chosen, and with better views. And then, apologetically swelled to get soaps and all those things that everybody takes the hotels.
But hey, let's go to something equally important: the beach. I must say that I am not very beach, for several reasons: I have quite blanquita skin and then I get red, I hate that I target the sand between your toes, and above all, what disturbs me most is on the beach crowded. But hey, we were lucky, because none of the days it had none of the beaches to look Benidorm, which is to say, the subway at rush hour.
beaches we visited: Zahara de los Atunes (I was a little disappointed, thought it was well roll with few coves, pristine and, frankly, is that it was the most filled-in bearing, it is true, from which were, but well, had good waves and was big enough, I dedicated myself to getting wet from time to time waiting for the waves and, especially, to read in the sand a book I finished on the return trip, heh), Conil (the apparently clean water, but occasionally reached my legs a plastic bag, I must say, I was a bit of Asquith, but was clean-the grazed my. And he made a lot of wind and I did not go over well the stomach) ... ...
Estepona (this does not bathe us, because there were red flag: my family was devoted to a long walk on the sand, while I really wanted more to sit at the waterfront: ah, as I sat, it was three or four "dudes" like "strips" immature blue whiting, ... "that made passing the tipilla Graciet to mock the" Kid ", for what my extra kilos, saying ..." vayaaaa culoooo , hahahaha. " In short, nothing has already passed me some other time, but no less unpleasant), Sotogrande (this only saw the sunset and my sister swelled to take pictures) and, finally, Price: vientoooooo, water soooo clean, at least the Atlantic side, across the other side of the road leading to Pigeon Island is the Mediterranean, and few people, so great.
Well, that about beaches. We also went to pay a visit to Gibraltar. In fact we almost exclusively through Marks & Spencer in there, which turned out to be quite small ... but hey, I bought little things (a few short sleeve shirts, which give very good results), lol, but will have to wait another visitilla the UK to buy more stuff ... is that I quite like M & S, though now in Madrid have discovered, most flea market, a shop called Primark which has some pretty cool shirts.
Gibraltar, he said. For that, shopping and little else: a food rather than expendable in a pub called The Horseshoe (if you do not go, do not you lose nothing), and "almost ready to return to the border, a few more little details: I bought a Cherry Coke, more than anything to drink it and save the can, because here and not sold, then bought a monkey also typical (not those of elongated arms) in a souvenir shop that had almost no people, but in which the clerk a Jewish merchant with a beard and "kippa" in the head - was very polite (not we ask him, we exchanged a pound coin for a lot of Gibraltar pound small coins, souvenir). People in Gibraltar was very friendly and had few gaditanoooo accent piece that does, lol. Also in Cadiz in general are quite nice.
Another trip, we were curious to see Sotogrande and off we went one afternoon. Argggggghhhhhh: you could see a bit of a "very artificial and rather silly. But hey, at least we saw the sea at dusk colándonos in the garden of a residential community: it must be that no playassssss públicasssssss Sotogrande, or sssseaaaaa, hehe, and dined on a terrace which was not bad. But, hey, that ... Sotogrande, no big deal, heh.
In short: there have been bad these days: I've got a little dark, difficult thing me, je, "but before going through the red state, lol, I've relaxed a bit on the beach, and I have known sites that had not been before.
As for what you say in your comments: If it is true that the way in family holidays, but we can say that I have no choice: with my uni friend recently spent a day in his chalet and a week is a bit too much (we are quite friends, but ... I do not know me ... I think I would do heavy as many days) ... my friends @ s de Barcelona (last year I made a break on purpose, almost impulsively decided - although given ample warning so that they knew he was going, " to celebrate with them the day of San Juan is celebrated there enough, and instead, I could only take little more than a coffee with them, because they went out, when I expected them to bring me up all night whatever), and ... beyond that, I have no other alternatives. Hopefully.
Well, I hope your comments on this tirade that I have released, lol.
Besos.
Hello. Here I am again. After becoming slightly lazy (hehe, sorry, but I did not come the desire to write), as I promised, I will summarize my short week.
The trip to Algeciras was a bit long, really. Once there, the hotel (a chain is where most hotels are quite brand-new) was very good. However, the first day we were in a room that had not requested and the occasional shower with a liquid churretón dry. Anyway, the next day we switched to a higher floor, and the type of room we had chosen, and with better views. And then, apologetically swelled to get soaps and all those things that everybody takes the hotels.
But hey, let's go to something equally important: the beach. I must say that I am not very beach, for several reasons: I have quite blanquita skin and then I get red, I hate that I target the sand between your toes, and above all, what disturbs me most is on the beach crowded. But hey, we were lucky, because none of the days it had none of the beaches to look Benidorm, which is to say, the subway at rush hour.
beaches we visited: Zahara de los Atunes (I was a little disappointed, thought it was well roll with few coves, pristine and, frankly, is that it was the most filled-in bearing, it is true, from which were, but well, had good waves and was big enough, I dedicated myself to getting wet from time to time waiting for the waves and, especially, to read in the sand a book I finished on the return trip, heh), Conil (the apparently clean water, but occasionally reached my legs a plastic bag, I must say, I was a bit of Asquith, but was clean-the grazed my. And he made a lot of wind and I did not go over well the stomach) ... ...
Estepona (this does not bathe us, because there were red flag: my family was devoted to a long walk on the sand, while I really wanted more to sit at the waterfront: ah, as I sat, it was three or four "dudes" like "strips" immature blue whiting, ... "that made passing the tipilla Graciet to mock the" Kid ", for what my extra kilos, saying ..." vayaaaa culoooo , hahahaha. " In short, nothing has already passed me some other time, but no less unpleasant), Sotogrande (this only saw the sunset and my sister swelled to take pictures) and, finally, Price: vientoooooo, water soooo clean, at least the Atlantic side, across the other side of the road leading to Pigeon Island is the Mediterranean, and few people, so great.
Well, that about beaches. We also went to pay a visit to Gibraltar. In fact we almost exclusively through Marks & Spencer in there, which turned out to be quite small ... but hey, I bought little things (a few short sleeve shirts, which give very good results), lol, but will have to wait another visitilla the UK to buy more stuff ... is that I quite like M & S, though now in Madrid have discovered, most flea market, a shop called Primark which has some pretty cool shirts.
Gibraltar, he said. For that, shopping and little else: a food rather than expendable in a pub called The Horseshoe (if you do not go, do not you lose nothing), and "almost ready to return to the border, a few more little details: I bought a Cherry Coke, more than anything to drink it and save the can, because here and not sold, then bought a monkey also typical (not those of elongated arms) in a souvenir shop that had almost no people, but in which the clerk a Jewish merchant with a beard and "kippa" in the head - was very polite (not we ask him, we exchanged a pound coin for a lot of Gibraltar pound small coins, souvenir). People in Gibraltar was very friendly and had few gaditanoooo accent piece that does, lol. Also in Cadiz in general are quite nice.
Another trip, we were curious to see Sotogrande and off we went one afternoon. Argggggghhhhhh: you could see a bit of a "very artificial and rather silly. But hey, at least we saw the sea at dusk colándonos in the garden of a residential community: it must be that no playassssss públicasssssss Sotogrande, or sssseaaaaa, hehe, and dined on a terrace which was not bad. But, hey, that ... Sotogrande, no big deal, heh.
In short: there have been bad these days: I've got a little dark, difficult thing me, je, "but before going through the red state, lol, I've relaxed a bit on the beach, and I have known sites that had not been before.
As for what you say in your comments: If it is true that the way in family holidays, but we can say that I have no choice: with my uni friend recently spent a day in his chalet and a week is a bit too much (we are quite friends, but ... I do not know me ... I think I would do heavy as many days) ... my friends @ s de Barcelona (last year I made a break on purpose, almost impulsively decided - although given ample warning so that they knew he was going, " to celebrate with them the day of San Juan is celebrated there enough, and instead, I could only take little more than a coffee with them, because they went out, when I expected them to bring me up all night whatever), and ... beyond that, I have no other alternatives. Hopefully.
Well, I hope your comments on this tirade that I have released, lol.
Besos.
Monday, August 20, 2007
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Hello!
As you could tell from the title, today's post is for you to know that tomorrow I'm leaving for a week with my family to the coast of Cadiz. I hope you follow me around and even we are reading More and more we talk and we tell our stuff here and on other blogs.
plan I will tell you what we think, in summary: hotel in Algeciras, getaways to Gibraltar (for shopping at Marks & Spencer, the most successful outside the UK: why are taken away from Spain [autoresponder: too much pressure from El Corte Ingles, which I do not particularly excited me, but that is omnipresent]? - and elsewhere, little beach in Zahara de los Atunes, Conil and places like that, and some nochecita in a nice restaurant in the area, and visitita Sotogrande, where summers to see people with "possible", lol.
That is, the or less than expected. I hope the mind some rest (rest, although I believe that a family holiday do not allow anyone in this world, totally relaxed, right?) And get ready for a few weeks.
I said. On the way back I tell you.
Besos.
Hello!
As you could tell from the title, today's post is for you to know that tomorrow I'm leaving for a week with my family to the coast of Cadiz. I hope you follow me around and even we are reading More and more we talk and we tell our stuff here and on other blogs.
plan I will tell you what we think, in summary: hotel in Algeciras, getaways to Gibraltar (for shopping at Marks & Spencer, the most successful outside the UK: why are taken away from Spain [autoresponder: too much pressure from El Corte Ingles, which I do not particularly excited me, but that is omnipresent]? - and elsewhere, little beach in Zahara de los Atunes, Conil and places like that, and some nochecita in a nice restaurant in the area, and visitita Sotogrande, where summers to see people with "possible", lol.
That is, the or less than expected. I hope the mind some rest (rest, although I believe that a family holiday do not allow anyone in this world, totally relaxed, right?) And get ready for a few weeks.
I said. On the way back I tell you.
Besos.
Thursday, August 16, 2007
Light Period And Spotting
Meat In fall
This is how I feel since yesterday afternoon. I explain: I went to spend the day in the house of the friend of the university to which I tell you all (I have talked about it a few times already). The day started well. A bit of pool and good conversation with her and her boyfriend, a aperitivito before eating a meal ligerita a fun movie, made with digestion and again to dip. That's
when I first introduced the downturn: the play they saw blades from my recliner and watch them laughing and having fun playing together ... they gave me to think how great it is to have a special person with whom to laugh, have fun and escape from time to time in the city. They gave me very envious.
may seem that I only regret always the same, but that's what I asked the body. And at the same time, though both want it, I feel energized to seek remedy. Despite what I need most. Anyway.
And today, to finish off the mood, I had family argument ... and I'm left with a bad body for the rest of the day (my head hurts since this afternoon), because I like to argue. And unless the person in my family that I have more confidence, my mother.
Well, tell me something.
Besos.
This is how I feel since yesterday afternoon. I explain: I went to spend the day in the house of the friend of the university to which I tell you all (I have talked about it a few times already). The day started well. A bit of pool and good conversation with her and her boyfriend, a aperitivito before eating a meal ligerita a fun movie, made with digestion and again to dip. That's
when I first introduced the downturn: the play they saw blades from my recliner and watch them laughing and having fun playing together ... they gave me to think how great it is to have a special person with whom to laugh, have fun and escape from time to time in the city. They gave me very envious.
may seem that I only regret always the same, but that's what I asked the body. And at the same time, though both want it, I feel energized to seek remedy. Despite what I need most. Anyway.
And today, to finish off the mood, I had family argument ... and I'm left with a bad body for the rest of the day (my head hurts since this afternoon), because I like to argue. And unless the person in my family that I have more confidence, my mother.
Well, tell me something.
Besos.
Saturday, August 11, 2007
Stars Tattoos On Lower Belly
Hello!
This time, yesterday, contrary to what I do every week, there was no film session. We went to dinner the usual plus a friend of my sister and her new boyfriend to a Brazilian restaurant type "Rodizio" (in these restaurants will serve a buffet of starters and then the second you go to the table bringing different types of meat, did not know that the ox had so many edible parts, hahaha, you can take with fries.
The dinner was not bad As for the conversation and the people who we were, but as for the food ... I really I can not get those trozacos evening meat (meat is another type which I would eat at this time , ha!, D). In fact, with the first, a mix of salads, and I was quite full, and then only managed to drink a chicken wing, could have put some breast, which is easier on the night that the thousand and one parts ox-, and two pieces of a part of the ox. Needless to say, no dessert ... is that because I had no more in the "body."
Then we all went to a nightclub called Café Chillout Moloko and roll music and relaxing ... yes, apart from a bit high (though I guess it happens everywhere, although I get angry because you have to be talking loudly almost) the music was relaxing. So relaxing to me, from the digestion of the meal and that, I began to enter the dream of a way ... Luckily, not long before we go, lol.
For the rest of the week, stayed two times with a college friend to help buy things for the birthday of her boyfriend, when she laughs, looks a lot like Bustamante. The first one's told you in the comments to my last post.
The second was on Thursday. We were both looking at the National Library in the library news of the day the boy was born. The truth is that it was quite entertaining. It's fun to see how it has changed the way things have since the mid 70's until now, especially in the ads (I love seeing old ads.)
And, well, that was a bit of my week. Now you tell me, OK?
kisses and smiles!
Saturday, August 4, 2007
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Le cinéma ... pas mal
Hello! As you may have deduced, yesterday I went to see a movie relating to France (ah, but the title is in French, the truth is that I can not speak the language, though, as not give me bad language, I have some insight to deliver words and know the meaning of simple sentences.) More specifically Paris.
is Ratatouille. Goes from a rat who does not like, like the rest of his kind, eating trash heaps, and has a highly refined nose for quality products, plus a knack for cooking, learned by reading books Gasteau chef. The fact is that this restaurant chef (who no longer has it, by a powerful motive that can be seen in the movie, is that I do not burst it-) comes a young man who has enthusiasm for the kitchen, but no talent to prepare dishes. And that's where comes the help of the rat.
The movie is very good for both children and adults, although I would almost say more mature, because the onset of the film is somewhat violent. The computer animation is very well done, very realistic, especially with regard to the streets of Paris. So well that at times, at least, I had that feeling, it almost seems real image. The lighting effects are very well made. And the plot is entertaining.
Well, hopefully with this I feel encouraged to go see it (the just released, and, for example, in the cinema I went was in four rooms, so you still have enough time), I know that some @ s you had really wanted.
Moreover, yesterday (as you know, I usually go to the movies with my sister and her boyfriend), when I was talking with him, I again setting was handsome and charming as it is. But ... well ... in this case there is nothing to do. As I said in another post, I would like for me a clone of this guy gay, hehe.
On the other hand, today I have to congratulate one of my friends in Barcelona, \u200b\u200bbecause it is his birthday. I hope you answer me, because if not I do not understand anything ...
Besos!
Hello! As you may have deduced, yesterday I went to see a movie relating to France (ah, but the title is in French, the truth is that I can not speak the language, though, as not give me bad language, I have some insight to deliver words and know the meaning of simple sentences.) More specifically Paris.
is Ratatouille. Goes from a rat who does not like, like the rest of his kind, eating trash heaps, and has a highly refined nose for quality products, plus a knack for cooking, learned by reading books Gasteau chef. The fact is that this restaurant chef (who no longer has it, by a powerful motive that can be seen in the movie, is that I do not burst it-) comes a young man who has enthusiasm for the kitchen, but no talent to prepare dishes. And that's where comes the help of the rat.
The movie is very good for both children and adults, although I would almost say more mature, because the onset of the film is somewhat violent. The computer animation is very well done, very realistic, especially with regard to the streets of Paris. So well that at times, at least, I had that feeling, it almost seems real image. The lighting effects are very well made. And the plot is entertaining.
Well, hopefully with this I feel encouraged to go see it (the just released, and, for example, in the cinema I went was in four rooms, so you still have enough time), I know that some @ s you had really wanted.
Moreover, yesterday (as you know, I usually go to the movies with my sister and her boyfriend), when I was talking with him, I again setting was handsome and charming as it is. But ... well ... in this case there is nothing to do. As I said in another post, I would like for me a clone of this guy gay, hehe.
On the other hand, today I have to congratulate one of my friends in Barcelona, \u200b\u200bbecause it is his birthday. I hope you answer me, because if not I do not understand anything ...
Besos!
Thursday, August 2, 2007
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Still Savoring
Hello! Here I am.
several days ago I had a dream where I felt like the title of the post. You see, in the dream, he had an accident (do not know why) and could not move, it was unclear whether temporarily or paraplegia. But the fact is that without talking all that I wish was fulfilled.
What I wanted was someone beside me, because in two seconds, without me saying anything, as if people read my mind, there was the person. I wanted any dish that I happen to eat, because then I had before my mouth. I wanted to read a book in a language not understood, then, in a millisecond my head had processed and remembered each and every one of the words appearing in it.
As I found a very powerful dream, soon I told the therapist. And I said something that was quite right: what a coincidence that I had no opportunity or need about to have or ask for things. It's like my mind I say: you still feel moved many times, you need to talk, talk, and talk, without fear (and not just what I am, but simply to address an argument without weakness and with a strong will.) And yes, I think so ...
is why I write these lines as well, because that way "speak" in some way.
Although obviously not the same as in person, heh. Do not you think?
At least I have you always answer, but it is not always: what irritates me most in this world is to strive to call or write (email or SMS) with no response. It seems at least as rude. I already happened to several people.
Anyway ... these last days I'm wee bit negative. Even the last two days I sleep with a tear in the eyes, to feel that way, motionless, as if my life is far slower than they need and even at times were standing. Ayyyy.
Well, it's all for today. You wait here and in your pages, as usual. Let's see if tomorrow or Saturday I write something different.
Besos!
Hello! Here I am.
several days ago I had a dream where I felt like the title of the post. You see, in the dream, he had an accident (do not know why) and could not move, it was unclear whether temporarily or paraplegia. But the fact is that without talking all that I wish was fulfilled.
What I wanted was someone beside me, because in two seconds, without me saying anything, as if people read my mind, there was the person. I wanted any dish that I happen to eat, because then I had before my mouth. I wanted to read a book in a language not understood, then, in a millisecond my head had processed and remembered each and every one of the words appearing in it.
As I found a very powerful dream, soon I told the therapist. And I said something that was quite right: what a coincidence that I had no opportunity or need about to have or ask for things. It's like my mind I say: you still feel moved many times, you need to talk, talk, and talk, without fear (and not just what I am, but simply to address an argument without weakness and with a strong will.) And yes, I think so ...
is why I write these lines as well, because that way "speak" in some way.
Although obviously not the same as in person, heh. Do not you think?
At least I have you always answer, but it is not always: what irritates me most in this world is to strive to call or write (email or SMS) with no response. It seems at least as rude. I already happened to several people.
Anyway ... these last days I'm wee bit negative. Even the last two days I sleep with a tear in the eyes, to feel that way, motionless, as if my life is far slower than they need and even at times were standing. Ayyyy.
Well, it's all for today. You wait here and in your pages, as usual. Let's see if tomorrow or Saturday I write something different.
Besos!
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