Futbol Mania

The world cup is coming and with it the album and the competition to once again fill it in with soccer stickers. Every world cup my family fills in that useless book and I have to admit, even though I don`t even know anything about the sport, I enjoy changing the stickers and filling it up. It is not about futbol or pasting stickers it is more like an exuse to paste hot athletic guys from all over the world on myself (insert happy face sticking tong out here). I love hot soccer players, I mean, mmmmmm, soccer!

Hey Love, You Forgot Me!

Love is a complicated idea, a beautiful thing, a feeling of admiration and respect, dependency on one another, more than anything one could imagine, at least that is what I think. I wish I could know of it myself, however I haven´t had the opportunity. My eyes are swollen from all that I´ve cried, the movie I have just finished watching was extremely touching. It is all about a pair that passes through a long and arduous process until they let love arrive to their lives. I sometimes imagine what it would be to get that feeling myself even if it does not result in the happy ending that all the movies today portray. Is it so hard for someone to notice me truthfully in that way the men of the love movies do with that girl regardless of how she is? Is it that hard for something like that to happen to me?
Love is everywhere, I believe, not that I am the person to say it. Music, television, friends, everybody talks to me of love and how it is, and, what it causes. There are all types of relationships around me that I can learn from, starting from the relationship of my friends Sants and Sophia, you may find there is a quite wierd thing going on, but it is love and one can't control the impulses it produces (if not ask Sophia about it). I wonder: will I some day get to talk of it myself? I know it may be too early but it is really frustrating to think there is not one who is willing to share that with me. Is this not my thing? What is love? For me it is only an idea, something that happens to people. When will I get a taste of the evidence of that if the only, what is called relationships, I´ve had can also be described as failures? I am planning on starting a relationship with Sants when he ends his... what so called by the dominant partner, rich relationship(insert a happy face here).

Ps. Ps. I Love You is the best movie ever!

Proud of My Blog

I have once again entered the era of deppression. I have been looking at many other blogs and as I read I everytime realize how bad mine is. My new priority is to make this better.

Fighting

I finally have a rest. I don´t know what to write about, nothing that has not happened before. I just have that strange desire to type now that I am using my mother’s soft laptop keyboard. I already decided what to talk about. Considering that I am in a big fight with a group of people that hate me with passion and that I am trying to talk to one of them right now and she happens to ignore me, I am going to tell you about it.

I have lied many times in my life and I will certainly lie in the future, but in this case I am telling nothing but the truth and nobody wants to believe in me. Some of the people with whom I’m fighting with know quite well that I am not the type of person who tells others things that I am told not to tell so I have come to another theory. I am close to sure that that person that is still pretending to not believe me, while all the others already listened to what I had to say, is the one who spread the rumor. These result to be pretty logical whereas all of us that know her also know that she has a big mouth, if you know what I mean. Besides she is who told all the rest that it was me, because according to her everybody is telling her that I told them. Now, when I ask her who, she responds "everybody Elvira", and when I ask her who everybody is she just repeats her previous answer and so on. I could easily describe it as stupid and inefficient true. All the people she has told others I told don´t even know so I don´t know wtf she is talking about.

Hey I’m sorry THIS is stupid and the worse thing of all is I am letting it get to me! Fights are not worth it, they are not worth loosing the friendships you have, not worth crying, not worth talking about, not worth giving it importance. There are worse things happening to people around this world. Reading this has been probably really boring and you are probably thinking I am a nut head. Well if you thought this you are right, I shouldn´t pay attention to it or get hurt by it. But I can´t take it anymore, it is frustrating and unjust, as life is sometimes unjust. This are the times when I pray the truth comes to light.

It Must be Luck

I have had a great lack of inspiration lately. Every time I connect to do a new post I feel I have so much to say but it is just too hard to say it. There is a lot going on in my head in this moment but it is simply all over, moving around and popping in and out without any order. My mother is going crazy and has been quite stressed lately, I am in a big fight for something I am not sure I really know about, it is 10:39 and I have to give in so many things before Easter that I could stay all night doing them and not finish anyway.


Let me start with my mother´s situation:
Luck, is something I didn´t believe in until a whole bunch of, what I call unfortunate events, started to happen to my darling mom.
Lets start by saying she lost the Greek glass eye she had carried with her for seven years, her biggest contract fell and she was left sad and without a job or distraction, she lost a new eye my grandmother had given to her five minutes after she received it, three relatives from close friends died in a time period of 10 days, she fell and injured her knee the night before an important tennis tournament, and she crashed her new car, just polished a day before, against a column when she was leaving the office after her other consolation contract had also been canceled. Now, if after reading this you still consider luck is not part of reality, you are simply a skeptic maniac.

Oh and forgot to tell you something, now she is shouting on the phone in her room because there is a big complication at work and she may not be able to travel tomorrow, trip she was looking forward to. Listening to all her complains is not a very fun thing to do but my brother and I are getting used to it. Now she is in a crisis as I am and not only do I have to take care of her complications but I have to take care of my own.

Ps. I can´t think of anything to write here

Blogging Intent in Computers Class

Hi, let me introduce you into the situation: Last week there was no school for two days and I was definitely not looking forward to come today. I am in computers class and Guzman Julio, the teacher, is sick. What I find particularly interesting is that he is actually checking all the screens form his house, a technique he probably uses in his other life as a stalker, to see who is working and closing the files that he does not find convenient. Does he not have a life?

This is so funny; I have had to write this about three times because he closes it ;).
Any how I have finished all my work and this is way more productive than any of the other things people around me are doing :). Bye, I'll talk to you later.

Ps. Guzman I hope you feel better by the end of this week :).
-Note I actually posted it on the reading blog because I was so fearful that he checked on me again and I didn´t click at the right link. This was originally posted 30 minutes ago.

What a Great Start! :P

What can I say? It is Monday, I didn´t sleep well last night and I am about to go to the dentist = Yey!!! I am definitely not prepared for March. I am still digesting a one of a kind weekend, a schedule change and the end of the marking period.

Even though this was a crappy start for a month, I am optimistic about it. I actually did really well today running at PE class and I am motivated to retake my tennis training on Wednesdays and Thursdays. Honestly I was not expecting much from any of the fitness tests but, I did quite well and am feeling healthy, ignoring the two quesadillas I ate at school and the bunch of food I stuffed into my mouth in the past five days.

Well I have to go now, I got an appointment with the strange man that stares at my mouth and moves things around every 30 days. I don´t like dentists or anything that has to do with deontology, no offense if you are so unfortunate to have to take care of dirty mouths as a job (no offense again). I really feel stalked and am terrified when the day I have to lay down watching that man's nose and its content comes.

Ps. A recommendation to you all: Stay away from dentists and their noses.
WELCOME TO MARCH !!! ;)

A Follower! :)

Today is a happy day for my blog. I have my very first follower, even if she is my friend from school. I have a follower, a real one, and that is what matters. Maybe this blog does have an oportunity! Yey :)

Ps. Don`t dare making fun of this, I`m not the one who jumped on a soccer ball and broke a leg. Ily ;)

Someone Out There?

I always have a lot to say and this is why a blog is the solution to all my problems. It always helps me feel better to tell my problems and concerns to somebody and the idea of it being a stranger that probably will not judge as fast as any of my friends is comforting. This started as a simple assignment, but I am starting to enjoy being able to create a silhouette of who I am and just write about anything I feel like in the moment, it is like a rest to all the problems I have to face in school and my need to explain all my mistakes to everyone. Why do I have to explain? Nobody has the right to judge me without actually knowing the information and, what do they have to do with it anyway?

I appreciate the fact that I can let everything out before exploiting but, I still feel like talking to the air. It is like giving a discourse in a very spacious room where information would reach every corner without difficulty, but at the same time, no body is there to listen.
Is there someone on the other side of the blog? Is it only me?

Ps. Do comment, if you exist.

Desaster Blog: Desaster Blogger :)

I was watching Julie and Julia yesterday and realized that my blog is similar to her blog at the beginning and, my case is similar to hers as well. I wonder who reads this, and since still no body has even considered commenting any of my posts I have started embracing the fact that I am only talking with myself. Any remote idea that someone could randomly end up in my blog works as inspiration, and since I can be considered within the "Rookie" category of blogging I don`t even know how to figure out if that happens. And the worst thing of all is that I keep trying to become a blogger, in fact I am writing to a yet non existing public in this exact moment.
Wait, my cookies are ready and if I don`t get there fast enough, I won`t find any, my brother/cookie monster will eat them all up before I can even have a bite. They smell delicious, yummy… they’re just irresistible, they corrupt any intent of healthy diet. Btw, I actually AM on a healthy diet, the thing is that I postpone it every time something temptingly delicious or unhealthy comes into my way. This time I was decided to get serious, o well, tomorrow it will be. Admit it! It is really hard when my pantry is full of packages, sweets and all type of drinks and stuff that is probably designed to make people obese and support the economy of cardiac specialized hospitals.
Ps. I hope somebody, other than me, reads this.