miércoles, agosto 17, 2011


Too much for me. I can't understand how people can wear tennis shoes with an elegant outfit. I am not saying that you need to be uncomfortable to be dressy. I am saying that they don't work together. Like eating a hamburger in a hot dog roll. It just doesn't look right. If you are wearing a nice t-shirt and a pretty skirt or a nice tie and a good looking suit, why are you destroying your precious work? What's in your mind? Tennis shoes don't fit with you apparel. It doesn't matter if the tennis shoes are new or clean... I'm not the kind of person who cares about high fashion, the perfect new outfit or brand name clothing, but it's is like having a piece of parsley between your teeth. You are still alive. Save yourself and tear up the photos of the old you.

martes, agosto 16, 2011

Poor woman

I have survived my past and I will not go back to it again. I hope that I have learned from my mistakes the first time around, otherwise I know I would regret my inability to take advantage of my past experiences. Now it's not the time to quit. It's the time to arm and fire my unarmed weapon. I have come back reloaded. I will not make excuses and I will not retreat a single inch when her ghost appears in front of me full of blames. But I would still help her because I'm good. If she pretends that I will place my pillow over my head and just fake killing myself to please a ghost. Poor woman! As she can only survive if she conceives that I'm desperate. The thing is, her good or bad feelings are dependent on my reactions. The intensity of the psychological fight also counts on my favor. ;)