Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Images Of Inflamed Jock Itch

Less than two days Less than three days

While missing two days of the year again, I'm here with a headache that lasted half a day, wanting to know how goes on the book I'm reading but not the desire to be there to read it, and especially the personal mobile phone that does not work ... or rather, that works in fits and starts, One side of the blackberry .... In the last five minutes it worked, hopefully good ..
Meanwhile, the evening's program last year in water on all sides. Already this has been presented as the most unlucky last year of my life (and think that last year I was in London with good friends .. grrr), because all her friends are now married girlfriends, or worse, one of the last remaining single she goes dancing with his group of Latin American (hoping to fix a nice evening and beyond, I imagine) and last year are good friends of the parish or to a field in Ireland with fellow students. So far, hard to swallow, but I was prepared even at a New Year's Eve at home alone, with a dinner to prepare at home already all planned in my mind, and with just the dvd .. Then he jumps out of this girl I know who she is alone, and then we plan to do something together.
Fine. Were it not that his health is not the best, and if you feel well, his dream program for the evening: dinner at McDonald's and cinema.
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How can I say .. But who can imagine to be Mc New Year's Eve? Type or non-poor teenagers in the barrel .. with all due respect to both categories.
And the cinema? Thus, two girls, with the projections that go only up to 22 ....
The novelty of yesterday is the proposal for a mutual friend, until recently engaged in a tete a tete with her boyfriend, whose sister then decided to join with her boyfriend, canceling the planned stay in the mountains (even rich cry ..). So the proposal is: dinner, two couples, plus signed and the other friend ..... which stands in front of all his doubts and contemplated unwell ...

You know what I say? I just know that I do on my sick and celebrate it properly, the ingredients for dinner are always in the fridge, in the end ..
This will be the New Year worst of my life, the most lonely, so what you think "How did I miss all that?". But at least I'll be quiet and at peace with the peace needed to think about how to run better next New Year ..............

Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Letters New Church Membets

new year new year

Only three days of the year again and ... I changed my color and haircut, just to understand the universe that I'm going to change this life, right universe?

The color is a set of reflections golden red, the color that suits my face, my freckles, my fair skin but not pale. The cut is short in the perspective of a stretch, and disheveled, dynamic, brave but not too much ...

In my head it is delivering embryos intentions for next year, so that the last days of 2010 to see me happier and more satisfied than they see the last days of 2009 .... but I will not formulate them completely before the new year.

Last night I saw for the last time this year the man who is my pseudo-relationship with a man who can not be concluded, but with whom I feel good, I feel the best part of myself, too bad that it can not give me more than that.
E 'was a special meeting in the evening in his bed, double the normal time. And for this special occasion I took the massage oil in the form of a candle that I received as a gift .. I do not even remember who .. strange. Who will give me ..? mmmm ... a kind of a gadget shop .. but important .. Dunno, I do not know.
In any case, the three hours we spent together were literally adorable. Yet the next day I did not know I have to stick too. Too bad, too bad really.

These days I'm not thinking at all at work, I will think in the early days of the year again .. On the other part, you know, when the return is approaching, the adrenaline is increased and is more productive. Or at least for me has always been the case, for example, my university exams. Or for class assignments and questions in school. And I would say that it is better not to go further back than that.

And while I'm on the couch in my house, or rather my parents' house until I do I can afford my own, I open this blog where I'm going to write what they really are and I think, just as my mother fast asleep next to me and I put a movie on TV that is only a hobby until she decides to go to bed and I can look at something that I really like. Type some intriguing series American or English. The last I saw in full (no effort, since they were only 5 episodes) was "Paradox," a British series quite interesting.

For now, better breaks, I've said a lot about me ....