South of Hope: Chapter 2
Author: Tuesday, August 24, 2010
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sukichann Fandom: Original Story .
Title: South of hope.
State: Unfinished . Long history.
Chapter: 2
Words: 1,972
Notes: Yes, I write again. Yes, it took a lot in pursuing, but the truth is that this chapter had long been written by my wallet, I thought it just had not time to publish. I hope you enjoy this second chapter, which knows a little better figure of Aroa. And
dejarais appreciate a comment with your reviews , without which it is almost impossible to keep writing. Sincerely grateful, criticism (is impossible to improve without them!), Praise or whatever that you go through your head after reading this story. Thank you in advance:)
Chapter 1 (edited and improved) by here ~
"You have become very fond of the type of Rekalde , huh? "joked Sam, interrupting the euphoria experienced after that win of his team. Did not mean to seem jealous, or even angry. Was absurd the possibility that your girl could ever look at a guy like that, as Ismael Arazola, and laughed mockingly, with a cigarette between his fingers consumed. Aroa turned his gaze to the floor, confused, did not understand how three simple words could result in the mockery of Santi with that easily.
- What I tell you this? Snorted it, with evident signs of displeasure on his face is that no one understands you, Santi ...
- Come on ... "As we shall see!" -let it go another laugh, after imitating the tone of voice with which Aroa Ismael was fired after leaving Rekalde "Two days before did not know his name, and now you waiting to see him again ...
"And you do not see how you look," Sam thought to himself, but decided to keep quiet. That yes that could irritate. How could such daring to look his Aroa like that, especially being beside him? The desire to kick against the wall every time he thought of the waiter's eyes resting on his Aroa ate him inside.
She kept her head down, trying at all costs avoid Santi scathing speech. She was terribly timid and insecure, and Santi noticed it about how his legs trembled. He put his arm around her and kissed her forehead, trying to compensate with all the affection that was missing was a few seconds.
- No, silly, is not it time that we used to joke? -Pressed on his chest and tried to cheer her with an encouraging smile on his face. Aroa
remained motionless, hunched, hiding the anger he still felt. Santi, meanwhile, insisted:
- sorry, go.
- You know I forgive you, "admitted Aroa, making it impossible to keep his voice did not sound shaky, but you know how much it sucks when you get so ... so.
- So? How?
- I do not know, so ... -Even knew how to define it. Trying to find, without success, the exact adjective. That well seemed to be the right word .- So jealous, possessive, vain ...
- But do you know that is not my intention, Ar ...
- But you could habértelo saved, Santi! Aroa interrupted him with a cry, just being aware of what he had done. He let out a sigh "Oh, let it be, really. Santi
desperately tried to fix it, surrounding again with his arms and whispered "I love you" to your ear. Not off of it until they reached the square where he had parked the car Santi, almost ten minutes later. He gave all the pretty words he knew, gave him a thousand kisses on the forehead, cheeks, neck, at the corner of his mouth. I tried everything and finally, Aroa could not resist and ended up giving over, returning the hug with a half smile.
Santi, who had returned to win the game, picked her up and invited dentro de su Renault Mégane para “terminar de rematar la noche” antes de llevarla a casa.
Una semana más tarde, Aroa apenas había vuelto a saber nada de Santi. Tampoco le quitaba demasiado el sueño pero, después de aquella broma del otro día, se sentía abatida, cansada… agobiada.
Intentó evitar cualquier ápice de aflicción en su voz durante los escasos minutos que compartió con Santi por teléfono durante aquella semana. En los casi dos años que llevaban juntos, had become impossible to not remove that mask and secure strong defensive side that had been forged in the field, and could count on the fingers of one hand the times that Santi had ; to see really sad. What Sam did not know was how many nights she would come to mourn alone in her room because of his sharp tongue.
And yet, Aroa only had eyes for him.
tried not to think about it, but there were times that it was inevitable. However, when the shirt holster to have number 4, knotted cords boots and hair gathered in a high ponytail, everything was in the background.
Like any other Saturday, the girls from the women's football team paraded Badalona the tunnel just before face to face with the Lleida. If they won, would be placed third in the standings after a run of six consecutive victories. The whole team was psyched that this was an opportunity that could not miss. They were all in very good shape, especially Carolina Juárez, far right team. Aroa assists and goals from Carol were a feared tandem throughout the first female National. Maybe that's why were best friends.
jumped onto the field after hearing another typical and topical speeches of Mr, Emilio Roldán. White captained by the goalkeeper and team's oldest player, soon to be imposed on the New Municipal de Badalona. Within three minutes, Helena, one of the midfield, soon to pass the first goal Claudia Merino, front center. And Carolina was the second, taking advantage mischievously a poor clearance from the rival goalkeeper.
In the second part, Aroa collaborated on the third goal, giving him another pass at Carolina. The two friends celebrated it enthusiastically: Carol had become, once again top scorer in the team. Carolina Aroa and warmly embraced again after the referee pitase late in the game. "We are third! Third! "Roared Carolina, having signed one of his best games in Badalona and seemed about to burst into tears at any moment. The Badalona girls cheered taking her in his arms, under the choir "Carol scorer!" . The celebration continued to reach the locker room.
The good vibes that was present on that computer was not hard to notice, but the myth that all players of a football team was having an affair between them was not satisfied with the girls of Badalona. Most had their boyfriends, or girlfriends, outside the team. However, they saw themselves as partners with the ideal party to go out and take a beers, which often made to celebrate their victories.
Having changed, Aroa and Carolina came together in the locker room and, after being congratulated once again for the coach, rushed to take the subway. They decided to celebrate victory in the Rekalde, and take advantage to see the Barcelona game that night in the bar, with everyone. Aroa conocíaa Carolina since high school, when both signed up to the football team at his school. Carolina, two years her senior, and emerges as front with only fourteen, and since then, have followed parallel paths. Aroa reserved personality was complemented by the spontaneity of Carolina. They understood each other perfectly despite being as the yin and yang, and that was a cornerstone of their friendship so strong that, after more than seven years, remained to intact. Carolina combined his promising football career with his work as a clerk. She was tall, thin blonde with a big smile and crystal blue eyes that had done much to earn extra money as an occasional model.
So not surprised Aroa too much of the ease with which Carolina drew the attention of Ismael Arazola. The young waiter approached the two girls spot them in just one of the tables, and made efforts to try to showcase the best of their smiles. "Two rods, is not it, Carol?", Said Ismael Aroa when asked what he wanted. Caroline nodded, and Ishmael was soon back with two mugs in his hands.
- Well, Aroa, what is? Asked Ishmael sitting next to the girl for a while, taking advantage of customers had only to serve "Today you have come too early.
- We played this afternoon, and we won! Aroa exclaimed, excitedly Three to zero, has been spectacular. And she said, pointing at Carolina, has scored two goals ...
- Yes, but if it were not for your friend Carolina said Ishmael, with a funny look on his face and winked , I'm an eye on the bartender, "the thing would not go so well ... is made a crack. It has given me a pass and Xavi Hernandez.
- Really? Great ... congratulations, then, Ishmael raised an eyebrow in surprise. Aroa
felt a little uncomfortable after the comment Carolina. "How much do you owe?" He asked finally, pointing out the pitchers of beer.
- The champions do not owe me anything, "he winked at Aroa, before rising back to the bar on the house. Aroa
Ismael tried to stop, if only para agradecerle ese gesto, pero fue demasiado tarde. Le dio un largo trago al vaso, intentando evitar la mirada inquisitiva de Carolina.
- ¿Y bien? –rompió el silencio Carolina con una divertida sonrisa, alargando premeditadamente la e.- No sabía que lo conocieses…
- Joder, Carolina… ¡tú también! –echó a reír, intentando disimular la incomodidad que le provocaba esa actitud de su amiga- No, casi ni lo conozco. A penas sé cómo se llama.
- Bueno, por algo se empieza.
- Oh, déjalo -Took the jug of beer on the lips "There's nothing to start. It's a good fellow, yes, but it is me and what is with everybody.
- Okay, okay. Carolina, "he apologized, and tried to change the subject, not knowing that he would put his finger on the pulse-How about with Santi? You will come to watch the game?
Just then jumped mobile melody Aroa, Kids, MGMT. Looked at the screen and then articulated a "is he." Picked phone while biting her lower lip, under the watchful eye of Carolina, who has just realized that things between them were not going too well. Aroa
calmed down immediately after hearing the soft and serene voice sounded Santi. "Congratulations, princess," he said. The doubts that these last few days had vanished in a flash. He could not do more than blush and looking down, smiling shyly, but soon recover:
- You will go to watch the game?
- Yes I'm with Oscar, Rafa and the others ... we found a bar in Balmes, fairly close to home. Did you come looking?
- is that I'm not home, "said Santi Aroa, doubtfully. God knows how it could be that Sam "I'm in the Rekalde with Carolina. Aroa
bit her lip to notice the radical change in the voice of Santi. Than expected.
- If you want to come ... "he said.
- You know I like Rekalde.
- No kidding, 'said Santi-ago Aroa a I loved the Rekalde weeks.
- Damn ... well worth it, and we will pass when the game is over, I guess. "He said, obviously upset .- Come, kiss. Santi
hung up so fast that not even heard Aroa, shaken, saying goodbye with a weak "I love you." I had a uncontrollable desire to mourn, and the Osasuna goal he scored against Barcelona in the last minute did not help at all. Only courage and unconditional Carolina Ismael attentions to her (which was soon fixed that Santi was with her that night) were able to make this evening a little less sad.
course, Sam did not even bother to show up to Rekalde after the game.
Sunday, May 23, 2010
151 Original Pokemon Chart
To Do List
Now, I need a list of what I have pending XD Because if not, I have no reference ... They are not in any order of priority, just as I can think of.
Oh, Martel. There are many things D: And I have to finish before going to school D: I'm putting to work like my life depended on it. Add if I may occur more that I have forgotten ...
Now, I need a list of what I have pending XD Because if not, I have no reference ... They are not in any order of priority, just as I can think of.
- Comissiona Phoenix for my mom. - WIP
- Comissiona for my dad Still Life. - No planned D:
- Commission of El Beso my way. - Planned
- Birthday Gift for Kaoru. - Planned
- Birthday Gift for Hani. - No planned D:
- old gift for my birthday. - Planned Gift sketch Emilio
- birthday. - Planned Near sketch
- birthday gift for tone. - No planned
- Ana Birthday Gift. - No planned D: Oscar Gift
- birthday and Christmas. - Planned
- Nanis Birthday Gift. - No planned. D: Lloyd
- Pic. - 80% WIP
- Eagle / Phoenix / Ave - WIP 25%
Oh, Martel. There are many things D: And I have to finish before going to school D: I'm putting to work like my life depended on it. Add if I may occur more that I have forgotten ...
San Francisco Automatic Mj Table
Pensem in history
While I was reading yesterday's post at lisachanoando 's journal, There Were Many Things That Came to my mind ...
I'm talking about
memories. These pieces of your own experience That Will Remain in your mind forever. Good memories (Things you wish they'd never Had an end), and bad memories (Those Things you wish they'd never happened).
I had never seen the Dream Team play, or, at least, I can't even remember if I had. I was born in September '92, a few months after that goal from Koeman that gave us our first Champions League against Sampdoria, at Wembley. In my childhood, I saw lots of brilliant players in my team coming and going (just to mention a few of them, Sergi Barjuan -I used to have his poster on my bedroom, aw!-, Luis Enrique, the very same Pep Guardiola, Ronaldo -the good one-, Figo -not going to say a thing-, Rivaldo...). But I can't remember some others like Koeman, Stoichkov, Bakero or Laudrup, nor a coach like our great Johan Cruyff. Sometimes I even told my mum "WTF WASN'T I BORN A FEW MONTHS BEFORE, MA'AM?", laughing and joking, but always deceived, because I thought I'd never feel that magic again and, when I felt it, I was too young to appreciate it.
As I grew older, I could get to celebrate many league championships, amazing goals ( this one will ALWAYS remain in my mind, don't know why), the image from Josep Lluís Núñez crying after being our president for more than 20 years (now I cry from laughter each time I see him in Crackòvia) and many tears.
Tears from melancholy when my beloved Guardiola left Barcelona and I heard his unforgettable words ("us he estimat, us estimo, i sempre us estimaré" - I've loved you, I still love you, and I'll always love you- ), tears from anger when Figo gave himself up to Florentino's chequebook. Tears when Real Madrid was getting closer to its 10th CL, and meanwhile we were trying to make another 'Dream Team' that didn't succeed.
But my freshest memories will surely be the ones from 2005 on, probably because they are the sweetest ones. Laporta came and gave us a team I won't forget, that finally achieved its second Champions League at Paris and I can remember that moment as one of the best ones in my life. Because I finally knew what was it like to be on top of the world, many years later. I loved Ronaldinho, Eto'o, Xavi, Puyol, Larsson, Belletti's magical goal, Giuly, Iniesta, Mark van Bommel and all of my heroes. I loved the moment when I saw a fan from Real Madrid applauding Barça on his stadium.
Just a year and a half later, we lost all that we achieved, with all those problems with Ronnie, the 'pasillo' at Bernabéu, and all that hateful stuff.
But the memories from the season 2007/08 will never overcome the ones from 2006. Because the good times are always the ones you'll keep in your memory.
Guardiola made us dream again. We won everything . Our games were delightful, with those amazing and unforgettable matches (Bernabéu, Stanford Bridge... and Rome). I won't complain anymore for not to have lived the Dream Team, because I'm so lucky that I've lived something even better, if possible.
And this season we had the chance to win everything again, but we couldn't. And I have to confess that I felt really envious from Inter because I was always thinking "oh, man... we could have been there, winning and raising the cup and...".
Yes, we could. But, so what?
We've won the best all-time La Liga championship. We achieved 99 points in the league table, something that no other team has achieved before. We have enjoyed Messi's goals. And that's something we must feel proud about.
The 2009-2010 season won't be remembered for being the one in which we lost our qualifying matches against Sevilla or Inter, but for being 'la lliga dels 99 punts'. We've made history and the press from all over the world are still aware of it, no matter if we're not on the top of Europe now.
Next season will be even better, or it might not. What I'm trying to say is that any bad moment would never replace the good times. We might have a bad season the next one, but we'll always stand up, we'll laugh and cry from joy again, and this moment will be kept in our hearts forever .
And, ok, after all this useless stuff I'm off to study Maths again.
PS: Congratulations to the Inter!fans :)
While I was reading yesterday's post at
lisachanoando 's journal, There Were Many Things That Came to my mind ... I'm talking about
memories. These pieces of your own experience That Will Remain in your mind forever. Good memories (Things you wish they'd never Had an end), and bad memories (Those Things you wish they'd never happened).
I had never seen the Dream Team play, or, at least, I can't even remember if I had. I was born in September '92, a few months after that goal from Koeman that gave us our first Champions League against Sampdoria, at Wembley. In my childhood, I saw lots of brilliant players in my team coming and going (just to mention a few of them, Sergi Barjuan -I used to have his poster on my bedroom, aw!-, Luis Enrique, the very same Pep Guardiola, Ronaldo -the good one-, Figo -not going to say a thing-, Rivaldo...). But I can't remember some others like Koeman, Stoichkov, Bakero or Laudrup, nor a coach like our great Johan Cruyff. Sometimes I even told my mum "WTF WASN'T I BORN A FEW MONTHS BEFORE, MA'AM?", laughing and joking, but always deceived, because I thought I'd never feel that magic again and, when I felt it, I was too young to appreciate it.
As I grew older, I could get to celebrate many league championships, amazing goals ( this one will ALWAYS remain in my mind, don't know why), the image from Josep Lluís Núñez crying after being our president for more than 20 years (now I cry from laughter each time I see him in Crackòvia) and many tears.
Tears from melancholy when my beloved Guardiola left Barcelona and I heard his unforgettable words ("us he estimat, us estimo, i sempre us estimaré" - I've loved you, I still love you, and I'll always love you- ), tears from anger when Figo gave himself up to Florentino's chequebook. Tears when Real Madrid was getting closer to its 10th CL, and meanwhile we were trying to make another 'Dream Team' that didn't succeed.
But my freshest memories will surely be the ones from 2005 on, probably because they are the sweetest ones. Laporta came and gave us a team I won't forget, that finally achieved its second Champions League at Paris and I can remember that moment as one of the best ones in my life. Because I finally knew what was it like to be on top of the world, many years later. I loved Ronaldinho, Eto'o, Xavi, Puyol, Larsson, Belletti's magical goal, Giuly, Iniesta, Mark van Bommel and all of my heroes. I loved the moment when I saw a fan from Real Madrid applauding Barça on his stadium.
Just a year and a half later, we lost all that we achieved, with all those problems with Ronnie, the 'pasillo' at Bernabéu, and all that hateful stuff.
But the memories from the season 2007/08 will never overcome the ones from 2006. Because the good times are always the ones you'll keep in your memory.
Guardiola made us dream again. We won everything . Our games were delightful, with those amazing and unforgettable matches (Bernabéu, Stanford Bridge... and Rome). I won't complain anymore for not to have lived the Dream Team, because I'm so lucky that I've lived something even better, if possible.
And this season we had the chance to win everything again, but we couldn't. And I have to confess that I felt really envious from Inter because I was always thinking "oh, man... we could have been there, winning and raising the cup and...".
Yes, we could. But, so what?
We've won the best all-time La Liga championship. We achieved 99 points in the league table, something that no other team has achieved before. We have enjoyed Messi's goals. And that's something we must feel proud about.
The 2009-2010 season won't be remembered for being the one in which we lost our qualifying matches against Sevilla or Inter, but for being 'la lliga dels 99 punts'. We've made history and the press from all over the world are still aware of it, no matter if we're not on the top of Europe now.
Next season will be even better, or it might not. What I'm trying to say is that any bad moment would never replace the good times. We might have a bad season the next one, but we'll always stand up, we'll laugh and cry from joy again, and this moment will be kept in our hearts forever .
And, ok, after all this useless stuff I'm off to study Maths again.
PS: Congratulations to the Inter!fans :)
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
Kingdom Hearts Psp Patch
entrenched
I found as a single shot eyes are filled with tears, and the only thing that prevents pour them is pride, or fuersa or anything, pride.
I have a broken nose.
And it hurts.
is the second time in my life I have a broken nose, but the first time I can not remember because I was about five years. and was playing well. From the first time I have I crash to the floor and could not stop or my howls and blood. XD I do not remember anything. This time he was playing with my brother (yes, play) when he felt the golpaso he apologized to me and I came to entrench in cuerto not to see me bleed, not to worry fence. I hope
torsade is because we would have to explain, and I do not want. always scold us for being like we were fighting over little ones, especially to me who am the greatest and I fight with one who is already a teenager.
But I find it quite fun to play well, remain children.
I stop bleeding, I only need to go clean again, it seems not the diocuenta of ... the grabedad of my wounds XD
I found as a single shot eyes are filled with tears, and the only thing that prevents pour them is pride, or fuersa or anything, pride.
I have a broken nose.
And it hurts.
is the second time in my life I have a broken nose, but the first time I can not remember because I was about five years. and was playing well. From the first time I have I crash to the floor and could not stop or my howls and blood. XD I do not remember anything. This time he was playing with my brother (yes, play) when he felt the golpaso he apologized to me and I came to entrench in cuerto not to see me bleed, not to worry fence. I hope
torsade is because we would have to explain, and I do not want. always scold us for being like we were fighting over little ones, especially to me who am the greatest and I fight with one who is already a teenager.
But I find it quite fun to play well, remain children.
I stop bleeding, I only need to go clean again, it seems not the diocuenta of ... the grabedad of my wounds XD
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Supplement Athletes Take To Slow Heart Beat
Meme time!
Um, Some Might think I've forgotten about the 30-day-meme, pero I have not ...
And now ... more meme! Tagged by miss_black91 :)
A. Listing 10 facts about yourself. / List 10 facts about you.
B. Choose 10 people to do likewise. / Tag 10 people to do it too.
C. Do not choose the person who chose you, or say "Do it who wants to" . / Do not tag the person who tagged you or say 'I tag whoever wants to do it'.
(the instructions were translated by dfotw :* My English is just too bad for this kind of things...)
1. I'm definitely terrible at sports, but I'm quite good at dancing. I've been doing it since I was a child, and I've tried many styles such as ballet, belly dancing, hip-hop, jazz and even some salsa.
2. I deal with the Italian's Serie A weekly reports at![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif?v=1)
furia_roja , and sometimes I worry about the fact I know "calcio" much better than my own country's league...
3. I'm often bad-tempered and I easily tend to lose my own control, but only in front of my own family. I would feel so ashamed if my friends ever saw how I am when I feel so angry...
4. I hate rainy days. I feel sad, in a bad mood, and my head aches when it's raining outside.
5. When I was young I dreamt whether being an astronaut, an actress, or a comic designer.
6. I'm terribly shy, and sometimes I even feel insecure when I'm with friends I've known for a long time and I trust.
7. I barely use Facebook lately, just to have a laugh while looking at silly groups I find...
8. I've never been involved in a serious relationship, and right now it's not that I feel like...
9. I'm not exactly a great cook, but I love baking cakes with mum ♥
10. Economics was the subject I hated most last year; however, it's one of the most useful subjects I've ever been taught.
Let's see who I am going to tag... I don't know, really, feel free to take it if you want!
Um, Some Might think I've forgotten about the 30-day-meme, pero I have not ...
And now ... more meme! Tagged by
miss_black91 :) A. Listing 10 facts about yourself. / List 10 facts about you.
B. Choose 10 people to do likewise. / Tag 10 people to do it too.
C. Do not choose the person who chose you,
(the instructions were translated by
dfotw :* My English is just too bad for this kind of things...) 1. I'm definitely terrible at sports, but I'm quite good at dancing. I've been doing it since I was a child, and I've tried many styles such as ballet, belly dancing, hip-hop, jazz and even some salsa.
2. I deal with the Italian's Serie A weekly reports at
furia_roja , and sometimes I worry about the fact I know "calcio" much better than my own country's league... 3. I'm often bad-tempered and I easily tend to lose my own control, but only in front of my own family. I would feel so ashamed if my friends ever saw how I am when I feel so angry...
4. I hate rainy days. I feel sad, in a bad mood, and my head aches when it's raining outside.
5. When I was young I dreamt whether being an astronaut, an actress, or a comic designer.
6. I'm terribly shy, and sometimes I even feel insecure when I'm with friends I've known for a long time and I trust.
7. I barely use Facebook lately, just to have a laugh while looking at silly groups I find...
8. I've never been involved in a serious relationship, and right now it's not that I feel like...
9. I'm not exactly a great cook, but I love baking cakes with mum ♥
10. Economics was the subject I hated most last year; however, it's one of the most useful subjects I've ever been taught.
Let's see who I am going to tag... I don't know, really, feel free to take it if you want!
Monday, February 8, 2010
Sidekick Unlimited Hack 2010
UIBE @ 2010-02-09T01: 25:00
centuries ago since I read a fic, or anything. and today I feel a little conflicted.
turns out that my ... nana (which is rather my grandmother, only with another type of blood) is terminally ill. We're (me especially) watching the best we can. I feel bad for her, was always self-sufficient, demanding and very, very bossy, active and all that ... and it is not even a trace of anything like that. no longer wants to eat almost anything, practically lives medicines alone.
This aferradisima to life, but I think that no effort and do not have to do it is a losing battle, I see no evil death, I would like to take him, so you can go more peacefully.
and I feel bad because they seem to want to die, but what I is that I do not feel bad. Renal failure. have diabetes since I can remember and never care, lived and wanted all the time, going to travel, partying, drinking, eating and doing what I wanted when I wanted. it hurts me to see so, so I want to ... that. there is no way that you do a transplant, so age ... it hurts me not want to leave but do not live or unpoquito well. is tired all the time, no leaves, no longer walks ...
think not only guess that what it takes to die is being alive.
and sometimes I think it wrong to want (and do) forget it at times. I love her but also I have my life and I feel guilty about it, she does not understand, is still very demanding, selfish would say others. Also been prescribed Prozac, and from taking it and not cry. is an improvement, but I think more for us than for her. Estiy
centuries ago since I read a fic, or anything. and today I feel a little conflicted.
turns out that my ... nana (which is rather my grandmother, only with another type of blood) is terminally ill. We're (me especially) watching the best we can. I feel bad for her, was always self-sufficient, demanding and very, very bossy, active and all that ... and it is not even a trace of anything like that. no longer wants to eat almost anything, practically lives medicines alone.
This aferradisima to life, but I think that no effort and do not have to do it is a losing battle, I see no evil death, I would like to take him, so you can go more peacefully.
and I feel bad because they seem to want to die, but what I is that I do not feel bad. Renal failure. have diabetes since I can remember and never care, lived and wanted all the time, going to travel, partying, drinking, eating and doing what I wanted when I wanted. it hurts me to see so, so I want to ... that. there is no way that you do a transplant, so age ... it hurts me not want to leave but do not live or unpoquito well. is tired all the time, no leaves, no longer walks ...
think not only guess that what it takes to die is being alive.
and sometimes I think it wrong to want (and do) forget it at times. I love her but also I have my life and I feel guilty about it, she does not understand, is still very demanding, selfish would say others. Also been prescribed Prozac, and from taking it and not cry. is an improvement, but I think more for us than for her. Estiy
Monday, February 1, 2010
Older Woman In Girdle
am with jack blood
back more than busy with everything, you know that in real life. But I have day off today or yesterday, no. dellegar just a kind of party
t I have nothing more to say. not coordinate well, but I feel good, Jack Daniels is what I have! Tengocosas
and do tennmporano.
back more than busy with everything, you know that in real life. But I have day off today or yesterday, no. dellegar just a kind of party
t I have nothing more to say. not coordinate well, but I feel good, Jack Daniels is what I have! Tengocosas
and do tennmporano.
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Invitation Wording For Three Year Old
Llama a la puerta y serás agregado de vuelta ♥
Knock at the door and you'll be added back ♥
futureflection (where you CAN find my fanfiction stuff)
scrapbooks: 2011 - quotes
Sunday, January 24, 2010
Install Europe In Garmin 200 Gps
Friends only:)
If There Are one or more people on your friends list Who make
your world A Better Place Just Because They exist, and Who You Would Not Have
met (in real life or not) Without the Internet, Then post this
Same sentence in your journal.
If There Are one or more people on your friends list Who make
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Sunday, January 17, 2010
Address Of Buying Houses For Socks
sukichann @ 2010-01-17T20: 10:00
Evenings in the bar next to the institute, Nuria ... one of my small pleasures during the week.
And I, on hiatus, saw the approaching quarter is probably the hardest thing I've experienced so far, and what I expected ... Naturally, I will spammed by twitter, making corblaugrana batons, abstracts furia_roja calcium, and publishing what you write, if I can write something between test and review ... so you will continue taking Suki playing hard for a while ...
luck everyone with exams and stuff!
HIATUS
18.01 - 26.03
Evenings in the bar next to the institute, Nuria ... one of my small pleasures during the week.
And I, on hiatus, saw the approaching quarter is probably the hardest thing I've experienced so far, and what I expected ... Naturally, I will spammed by twitter, making corblaugrana batons, abstracts furia_roja calcium, and publishing what you write, if I can write something between test and review ... so you will continue taking Suki playing hard for a while ...
luck everyone with exams and stuff!
HIATUS
18.01 - 26.03
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Wedding Seating Arrangement Template
Beta-reader, pretty please? Meme
I tried to avoid having to make this post of totes totes, but I need your help.
I just finished the second chapter of my original story, South expectancy (the NaNoProject that ultimately came to nothing), but I feel so insecure about how there been (in terms to the rhythm of the narration, dialogue ...) I'd like to have someone to make me beta-reader of history.
know I'll be all very busy here, but someone to perform a read and tell me roughly what this is, or what could improve, without haste, and enough for me. Moreover, considering that my inspiration comes in contagotas, you know that I can throw me over two months without follow the story ...
* puppy eyes *
So if there is anyone interested, I do know, really appreciate it:]
I tried to avoid having to make this post of totes totes, but I need your help.
I just finished the second chapter of my original story, South expectancy (the NaNoProject that ultimately came to nothing), but I feel so insecure about how there been (in terms to the rhythm of the narration, dialogue ...) I'd like to have someone to make me beta-reader of history.
know I'll be all very busy here, but someone to perform a read and tell me roughly what this is, or what could improve, without haste, and enough for me. Moreover, considering that my inspiration comes in contagotas, you know that I can throw me over two months without follow the story ...
* puppy eyes *
So if there is anyone interested, I do know, really appreciate it:]
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