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End, the first thing that comes throughout my head it’s the band, endeverafter, the legendary beginning of every child story and the horrible CD of black eyed peas. It’s such a short word with so much meaning, it’s prolific, it’s clean, an easy way to end things with someone, with a schoolwork, with a problem, with a movie, with a song, etc.
Yeah, I like the word end, but not as much as “Cellar Door”.

Spanish for todos

SPANISH FOR EVERYONE:
Recently I gave a thought about what would be if we all spoke one language, and I’ve come to a conclusion: if we all need a second language, it needs to be the Spanish. Think about it, we’ve lived in the English empire for far too many years…
Now I must give a fair good reasons for it, so here we go:
-It’s spelled as it is written ( for goodness sake it even has the accent in the word marked)
-It’s rich in history.
-If you can pronunciate correctly the Spanish you can talk every other human language.
-There are more Hispanic countries than English countries.
So yeah, that’s basically it, and besides, it’s easier than French, far better than Portuguese and less repetitive than Italian.

Is easiest to forget

I have no talent for miss, I know it sounds weird, but it seems to be a characteristic of mine, sometimes i consider it as a defect it’s not that i forget about the things , activities or persons that are gone or not around anymore but surely is easiest to me to get far of them, to accept the fact that the things happen for a reason , having no talent for miss worries me sometimes I had have the fortune of having the most important people always around . Ghosts scares me :D I do not want to lose them but it is a fact that this could happen any moment, what scares me about it is to be disappointed of myself having not the deepest depressing and “normal” reaction, I am explosive, impulsive, dramatic, ultra sensible but for intense and ephemeral moments I do not have this concept defined, I cannot explain it to myself , maybe is just easy for me to get used to new things, new experiences and new places. Although all of this I have a good memory and it is one of the favorites things about me.

BUNLA things to remember

The people (friends, classmates, the teachers & the teachers that became friends)

The places (classrooms , all those places that seems to be not important, that places where we cried, were we laughed, where we got stupidly stressed, those places where we agreed and disagreed, those green areas where we dreamed.)

Social historic exams ;D

Abogacy (law & order class) /Iván/°.°/ to prove the power of your memory and the resistance of your hand.

Philosophy/ Sandra/ TT.TT/Violet mental masturbation, you will be hungry after “finish” it.

Economics / Leo/ :B/ They will always have intentioned mistakes.

Art History / Pablito /try to remember every little detail of his monologues cuz’ anything could be in the exam anything :D or just do not study and get a nine out of nowhere.

Politics sciences/ Ulisis/ -.- /be careful with the absences. Usually there is only one real exam per semester, this one is hard and quite specific and the other two periods are exercises where you have to develop a topic with a limit of words.

Hypothesis for the existence of the exams:

Just for fun ¿?

Result: negative teachers don’t try to lie yourselves don’t even you can enjoy them.

Since 1993:

I’m so many things, I’m a human being, sometimes I’m right sometimes I’m left but I’m here and stills being great, sometimes I’m black, sometimes I’m white, but that’s ok, I love gray, I’m a wave breaking violently against the coast, I’m a problem, I’m a plan, always changing, I’m a worried brain, always wondering, I’m a staring look, I’m the adverse and then I’m not, I’m a sensible critic, I’m a daughter, a sister a friend a girlfriend, I’m juice, I’m a keeper I’m paper for bold, clay for model, space for fill, I’m a treasures seeker, I’m a lover, I would wish to be an artist.

They’ve called me heart breaker, friend, bad, distrusted, intelligent, impulsive, ingenuous, cute, out of focus, transparent, colorful, they’ve called me beautiful, maniac, mad girl, rock star, they called me happiness, they’ve called me love, fool, sexy, liar, lazy, dared, extravagant, dramatic, time waster, mysterious, surprising.

From Virgo; I was born in September 14 in the world that we all share.

•w•

The strings

your pop corn sense

And more french accordion

Your laugh gives it pace

...

Light pink is your tongue dancing inside of your mouth

from side to side,

trying to follow the tottering music.

In front of you I’m just staring, smiling as always

trying to speak to tell you my truth

but all the scene is swinging and we are suddenly dancing

and so we are in here 'sur la place' screaming as fools living

misruled.

merci pour la crêpe .

RUN ...¡!