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. :)

Hi there,
I’ve got a major update of sites programmed for the 1st of September, but in the meanwhile I leave here just for you a bunch of ramblings about my Earthly life:

Fortunately, the weather was pretty good and the performance we had scheduled for yesterday was a success. We took several pictures of the youngest members of the group with the musicians, and you can take a look at them here (I am in the pictures too in spite of me being a dancer in the “oldest” members group because I am a musician and the president :)). The ones who were bitching the other day about last performance cancellation shut their mouth and didn’t spoke to me, so everything went ok :geeked:.

But everything went to hell when in the evening my mother yelled at me: she and my sister had been treating me as if I am abnormal or something since the beginning of the summer, and it’s ok with me if that’s their opinion, but I hate being yelled at in general, specially for stupid things… So I had to yell my mother back :mad2:. I didn’t want to, but I had to defend my dignity; now she has stopped annoying me, but what annoys me most is that I had to become an animal in order to defend I am a person… My father also believes I am abnormal, and he annoys me quite a lot too, but at least he shouts with less frequency, and not directly at me… Blah.

My godmother (my auntie), who always comes to visit us in summer, is the one under the same ceiling as me whom I can comunicate with as human beings. Anyway, she is leaving on Wednesday… I would like then to run away to Santiago and stay there from Wednesday to Friday to hang out with JK. But hanging out with JK is not a reason I want to mention to my family to let me go, and “because I want to” won’t be a valid reason for them, even though I am 25… I’ll have to make something up. But then I wander: do I really want to hang out with JK? Or worse: does he really want to hang out whith me now that I am open to show that I do like to hang out with him? Or even worse: “why” is it that when I thought of Santiago to run away was only because I knew that JK would be there? :dead:. When I think about our surrealist relationship I never know if I want to cry or rather laugh a lot…

And I’d rather stop thinking about my crap, it makes me feel sorry about myself and I hate self-pity.

Oh! Incidentally, the Poland thing is going smoothly, and I am printing my thesis :mrgreen:.
And thank heavens there are gymnastics finals today and tomorrow…

Life is a shit sometimes in order to make you enjoy it better when something good happens ;).

More ramblings coming soon :geeked:.