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Two years ago (two years after getting my driving licence) I got fed up of driving and I decided that I wouldn’t do it again. I developed such a hatred towards it that driving became a real paranoia for me. I like travelling by car, but being me the driver used to made me sick with anger (funny: not with fear).

My parents only helped to make things worse…

But today, my friend N. (the one who is going to Manchester… Oh, how I’m going to miss her too…) literally begged me to take her to the river by car (we could have gone on foot, but she really insisted a lot to go by car) so… After two years I got MY car (who is usually driven by my younger sister) and we both survived

Anyway, I should get a little more practice…

Oh, the water was really nice

Who woudn’t join this hatelisting?

Hi there.
We’ve got a new hostee here, at collectanea.org. It’s Marie (or Mercredi, as you prefer ;)) with her Alice fanlisting (yes, from Alice in Wonderland). I love this character and I like Marie (she translated into French my Jules Verne fanlisting), so it’s a pleasure for me hosting her project.

By the way, I’m now working on a new layout for this site. The image will be one I took from another hostee’s gallery: Sabrina. She is a talented artist and she agreed to lend me one of her drawings to spoil it But you have to be a bit patient to see it, because I’ve got three performances in the next too weeks, we’ve got celebrations in the village where our country house is and I have to go to Santiago to sign up for the next academic year, so the polishing of a few details in the layout and the code will have to be postponed.

Shhh***t! I have just realised that a super-glue tube has droped onto my laptop computer and now the cover is all sticky and buaaahhh! Oh, well, I might mend it by putting a nice sticker just on the mess

Take care, have fun.

Hi everyone. Sorry if my last post has frightened someone, I guess everybody passes through that deppressed state from time to time, and a blog is a good way of spiting some words to relieve oneself, but I am aware that those things may turn out to be rather annoying to a reader who is getting used to the blog, specially when the sort of things you usually read here are of the “yada, yada!” type (By the way Frauke, thanks for your words :D).

Well, I’ve passed two days at Q’s place, one of my best (male) friends. The first day I went there whith N., another friend of mine (girl) and we had so much fun together… I know that a bunch of you may be thinking this way: fun+3= ménage à trois, but fun with me has nothing to do with sex, as many of you who know me a little bit may be already well aware ;); there’s still a life apart from sex, you know? … We are all mates at the English Theatre Group of my faculty and we have became close friends, but N. (the girl) is going to Manchester in two weeks to study there for the whole academic year and Q. (the boy) has just gone to Norway to spend nine months there too. And if I was a bit low before this day, today I am a bit lower, but now I’m feeling stoic, so I don’t suffer that much

I was with Q. the whole day before his trip, and I was with him until he dissapeared through the door previous to the boarding gates. We haden’t slept much when N. was with us, but the day after Q. had to get up early to make arrangements for his trip, among other things, and I “escorted” him all day long. It’s been tiring, but fun for me, and I hope it hasn’t been too much a trouble for him me to be around all the time He is really loved by all their friends, acquaintances and relatives, and he knows such a huge amount of people! We met almost everyone. Needless to say that when the last ones kissed him good bye it was time to go, so off we went with his parents to the airport (her elder sister stayed in bed, so for some reason I suddenly took this role as his “elder sister” during the farewell). I was the last one in kiss him goodbye, I tried to avoid the hug I was expecting, because I knew I would remember it for a long time and, therefore, give me good reasons to cry or something worse (I always try to avoid crying, so I think things over until I blow my brains out :P), but it was inevitable (sigh!). It was really thrilling, anyway.

Now I am already at home, and I slept a siesta (the first one in ages) for about 4 hours, and now I am not sure about the date. Was it today when N. was with us? Did Q. part yesterday or it happened this morning? Oh! Whatever. I hope I will get soon over this and that that sort of jinx I put unconsciously on my friends (they always end up by dying or far away from me, glups!) will have a counterspell (at least on the ones who are far away :D).

Thanks for reading my crap… By the way, I got a new accordion today (it was today, isn’t it? ;)).

I’m feeling really miserable.
No, nothing about death, love or anything of the sort, it’s just the last straw that broke the camel’s back.
I’m feeling really miserable, I’ve got nobody to share my crap with and that makes me feel even worse.
And being so conscious of this bloody self-pity makes me hate myself.
And I’m beginning to hate myself for being stupid enough to feel like hating myself.
Blah.

Sorry, I had to mention it…

Hi there,
My accordion, my broken promises and World Artistic Gymnastics championships keep me bussy, but I’m still alive More alive than ever!
By the way, has anyone heard of Kathleen later? I tried to contact her, but I couldn’t get trough
Ok, enough babbling
Ciao!

(I hate that song…). But yes, nobody is perfect, I broke my promise: I applied for 2! fanlistings -in the “places” category in case you were interested :D.
I always keep my promises, but this one was like a joke… Oh, come on! Was anyone really taking it seriously?

So, 2 fanlistings and 1 hatelisting upcoming

Woo! I can keep my promise and my adiction at the same time!
Take a look at this.
Ahem! I’m sooo childish sometimes :P. But I applied for a noble cause!!

More paranoia coming soon