when we are out of the equation

by any means do I mean to upset you, my young reader 2 people crowd (including myself)

But like Freddy Mercury sang 'It's a hard life' ... so better to embrace it and whine about it as long as it is still relevant.. sort of and people will care to read, sort of.

I guess a person must look out for themselves and not expect others to come save them. Never, expect others to come save you, even if cartoons say so... let me brake this to you, they are lying; sometimes, you just have to be strong enough to save yourself.

I'm not being gloomy about it, but have you ever found yourself looking at your life as if it was a movie, and you have your main characters, but then you realize how for certain of these characters you are just out of the equation? Then again, IM NOT BEING A MOOPY MOP. (whatever that might be)

I think we must be strong enough to realize we are a prop in our own movie and yes it is horrible and yes it is sad, and your main characters have their main characters, in which you are not included. You, have become my friend, "TREE #4".

I think the best option for us "TREES #4", is to be as grown upy as possible about it, you know, just limit yourself to cry until you fall asleep or drown in your own tears whatever happens first, put a gipsy curse on them for several generations, put detergent in their morning coffee and write a tell-all book. That will surely help!

No but, really I think one of the most difficult things for every human being with feelings is 'letting go' of something you desperately want, either is a boy, a job, a possesion, whatever the form it comes into. Reader, if that... 'entity' doesn't want you back, we must back off. We must want the best for them and just wait around, until we are somebody's main character.

Like Amy to Blake, like Dorian to Bassil, like Josephine to Napoleon, like Big to Carrie.

there's a great forest out there, full of trees like you and i, and from time to time you bump into your own kind, but sometimes you just dont.

la esperanza, que no muera

hoy venía en el autobus camino a mi casa. y era de noche, yo andaba medio paranoica por eso de que alemania ganó el partido de futbol entonces dije con que uno de estos weros borrachos no se suba me doy por bien servida.

total mis plegarias fueron escuchadas y nomas se subio una señora con cara de roñosa y un chico como de mi edad werito pero no borracho. el chico traia una camiseta de rayitas blancas con negras y lentes. OH SI EL CIELO SABE QUE IM A SUCKER FOR GLASSES!

varias paradas después la señora roñosa se bajó pero el chico no, y me volteaba a ver y me volteaba a ver.

y yo solo reía mentalmente como colegiala 'jijijiji'

y mi cabeza empezó a imaginar que el chico de lentes iria y me hablaria, tal vez viviría en mi mismo edificio, nos haríamos amigos y luego tal vez, solo tal vez me enamoraría de él y sería de esas historias hermosas que vemos por HBO

(ya SÉ la manera en que pensamos las chicas es bien... inadecuada)

cabe aclarar que no sucedio nada de lo imaginado, me bajé y el chico siguio viendome pero no hizo nada ( :/ ) y aunque en realidad me da lo mismo porque así que tu digas lo mio lo mio no son los weros porque me recuerdan a las lagartijas y esas me asustan. pero me encantó darme cuenta de que después de todas mis malas experiencias, heartbrakes, conocer a la gente equivocada, llorar, gritar, y haber pasado 5 años de mi vida enamorada de la misma persona, todavía soy bien inocente, creo en la fantasía y en que las historias merecedoras de ser escritas siempre empezaran con una coincidencia bonita.

Sigo creyendo que allá afuera, un chico con rayas y lentes, eventualmente me va a hablar y será genial. el comienzo de mi historia merecedora de escribirse.

lo unico mas divertido que estudiar es...

lo unico mas divertido que estudiar es.. NO ESTUDIAR...

wiiih wih wih!

saludos, terrícolas. les envio la presente para dejarles saber que su blogger menos favorita ha sido secuestrada mañosamente por PROCRASTINATRON 2012. (el número solo para darle intensidad y drama)

y la cosa es que a pesar de ser un robot con intenciones malignas y mucho café bien riiico... es ademas bastante guapo e inteligente, gracioso y sabe cocinar rebien. le gustan las películas independientes y el color azul. usa lentes como un accesorio y los sombreros por necesidad.

creo que nos casaremos pronto.

seré la señora electropop de 2012.

eso es todo.

D:

NO QUIERO ESTUDIAR.

The baby of the beast

Every day, Norman Miller woke up at 7 am, after blinking 2 or 3 times, he would have a tick on his right eye that would not cease until he sat down on his kitchen chair and had his morning coffee while still being in his underwear and wearing gray socks all the way up to his knees. He had no clue what was about his tick that liked for him to do this every morning in order to leave him alone and be functional, but the tick considered itself as Norman’s morning companion and would not dare leave until he was ready for his long day working from 9 to 6 as a subway driver. After all, he was a lonely man that enjoyed feeding stray cats in memory of his lost childhood pet ‘Terminator’, answering online surveys, smelling people’s hair while waiting in line, zipping cold drinks in public until the straw and the glass would make that annoying noise, and his fridge was full with frozen fish sticks, which he had every night for dinner while watching re runs of Mexican soap operas on the tv. He didn’t understand a word of Spanish but he liked Eric Estrada a little too much.

Norman Miller had sported a thick mustache since he was able to grow facial hair, which was around the time he turned 14. He also started getting bald right after high school so he fancied wearing a toupee and when he was very bored he would just draw a couple of eyes and a mouth on his bald head and take pictures of it, he had quite a portfolio of those.

Like every Tuesday, Norman went to work just after greeting his morning tick and convincing it to stay home. It agreed after a little discussion of the pros and cons of bringing a third party to work and he also refused to engage in breaking corporate policies. Norman liked wearing his uniform perfectly neat, even if by the end of the day it would be soaking wet because of his transpiration problem and the constant drops of coffee that would run away from the cup to his suit to make him look sloppy. ‘Those little bitches have it coming… eventually I’ll teach them…’ he thought every time the sneaky drops of coffee would make a splash on his shirt and laugh at his face. He sure didn’t find them cute like they thought they were.

His usual train car was numbered 667, and he joked with himself that this train was the baby of the beast. Then he would laugh on his own, everybody would stare. He couldn’t help he was such a good silent comedian. The tick would have laughed… he should have brought it to work after all.

:B

THE TOP 3 ESSENTIAL TO HAPPINESS IN LIFE ARE:

1)SOMETHING TO DO

2)SOMETHING TO LOVE

3)SOMETHING TO HOPE FOR

I'll kill her, Woody Allen.

I will never love you more than Woody Allen movies (:

the truth is out there

I see Karl Lagerfeld everywhere dice:
pero si me he preguntado
si alguien en la historia de la humanidad asi ALGUIEN ALGUIEN
se ha podido hacer invisible o de verdad podido leer la mente wey

soy un zorg dice:
jajaja
wey a huevo que siiiiiiiii

I see Karl Lagerfeld everywhere dice:
hahahahahaha

soy un zorg dice:
yo si lo quierooo creer

I see Karl Lagerfeld everywhere dice:
estaba bien aburrida en una clase
y entonces veia que el maestro me volteaba a ver y asi de repente y estaba muy aburrida weey D:
entonces
probé a ver si podia leerme la mente dije tal vez EL es la unica persona que puede leer la mente en todo el mundo.... no era :

soy un zorg dice:
JAJAJAJAJAAJAJJAAJJAJA
DEMONIOS COMO LO SUPISTE JAJA
jajajajajja perooo si me ha pasadoooooooooo
solo que diferenteeeee

I see Karl Lagerfeld everywhere dice:
hahahahaha porque le decia cosas con la mente y no hizo nada hahahaha

soy un zorg dice:
que a veces piensoo de que ... cosaaaas
JAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJA
wey estaria con madre imaginate si si hubiera hecho esas cosas que hubieras hecho?

I see Karl Lagerfeld everywhere dice:
MADREES
me asusto
hahahah y ya no sé que mas
hahaha porque en realidad QUE HACES

soy un zorg dice:
wey a mi me pasa que pienso cosas y luego de ahi pienso 'QUE PASARIA SI AQUI ESTA UNA PERSONA UQE PUEEDE LEER MENTES?!! Y ESTA VIENDO LAS TONTERIAS QUE ESTOY PENSANDO!!! '
y le pido perdon

I see Karl Lagerfeld everywhere dice:
HAHAHAHAHAHA
HAHAHAHAHAHAH LE PIDES PERDON

soy un zorg dice:
wey pues siiiiiiiiii!!!!!!!!!!!

I see Karl Lagerfeld everywhere dice:
HAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAH!!!

soy un zorg dice:
asi de que okey si alguien esta leyendo mi mente
perdon

I see Karl Lagerfeld everywhere dice:
pues que piensas?
hahahahah 'perdon'

soy un zorg dice:
soy humana y no lo puedo evitaaar
puuuues cuando piensoooooo cosaaas de que... AY ESA NIÑA TIENE BIGOTE
o cosas asi
y me le quedo viendo al bigoteeee y solo pienso en el bigote!