CURIOUS…

EN: Warning: This post is over two years old, so it's possible that the views, opinions, links or instructions reflected on it do not correspond with the way I think now or the way things currently work. I have evolved (and so have the World and the Internet), so it might be advisable to just take this entry for a glimpse into the (my) past. :)

ES: Atención: Este artículo tiene más de dos años de antigüedad, de modo que los puntos de vista, opiniones e instrucciones que se vierten en él pueden no corresponder con cómo pienso ahora o cómo funcionan las cosas en la actualidad. He evolucionado (y también lo han hecho el mundo e Internet), así que probablemente lo más recomendable sería entender esta entrada como un simple reflejo del (de mi) pasado. :)

Curious…
I spent last night crying like a child, serious. And not feeling miserable and “crying inside” as it happens sometimes, but feeling miserable and crying like crazy :eh: for a long time and caused by a wide variety of reasons, which included the terrible ammount of work I have to do, my terribly missed friends from childhood and some issues about my parents; then I had the great idea of saying to myself: “it must be something hormonal related to your period :dead:” in an attempt to comfort myself a bit, but realising I couldn’t blame my poor hormones (at least directly) made me cry even more :cry:

Anyway, as soon as I got up this morning I turned on my laptop PC without knowing what on Earth I was going to do and begun to introduce data for my pre-doctoral thesis in SPSS… Suddenly, what I have feared that would took me about a whole month was almost done (I’m sure I’ll finish it tomorrow); then, I received my TOEFL test scores and saw that I had got really high marks (well, I knew I had done it well in the exam, but not *that* well :P). In the afternoon I wrote three pages of theoretical stuff for that bl**dy thesis and I even had time for practising gymnastics (yup, I’ve been nice to my body for a week and a day so far ;)).

Now I’m tired, realy tired, but just tired: not tired of being tired after being doing nothing :mrgreen:.
(Gosh, how pathetic was that phrase :geeked:)

Now I come to think of it, I might have to cry more often…

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