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. :)

Today I’m…

ANGRY: I’m planifying my “traditional” Winter Journey and my parents prefer me to go to Norway -where I only know a guy (you know who) who might not even be able to meet me there- than let me go visit any of the numerous interesting people I’ve known in the Internet for months and years in some cases. I’ve already met some people I knew through the Internet, and it always went well, because I am not such an idiot as to go meeting evident perverts. But it’s true that in those occasions when I told my parents I always included a little “lie” such as that I had met them anywhere else… This time I wanted to say the truth, because I am a good lier, but I don’t like being a lier and… They won’t let me go :mad2:. Of course, it’s only their oppinion, and I’m sure that if I eventually buy the tickets, they won’t get mad at me at all and even give me some extra money, but just the fact of them being fussy about the issue makes me feel rather upset. GOSH, IT’S MY MONEY, AND I AM 25!! :-x

Whatever: having the chance of meeting Q. in Norway is quite a nice plan 8-) Besides, I have just learnt that he is coming “again” (he had just left after Christmas holidays) with some of his mates from there. He is staying here from the 10th to the 19 of February ;)

SAD: I’m getting fed up with the guy who is often with me in Santiago. He is always making plans to go to out, but he never turns up!! I try to phone him and I can’t get through… It’s a waste of time for me, but I want to be polite and I wait for hours, then I come back home and he appears at 23:30 or so or sends an sms to me to beg for forgiveness. I don’t mind a bit of irresponsability and I even like improvisasion, but all this has turned out to be rahter annoying and rude of his. I’ve asked him to try to avoid being such a blah!, but he kept doing that and has already done it about 10 times!! I know he might get sad if he reads that I’m getting fed up with him: but it’s sadder for me :neutral:

RELIEVED: My pre-doctoral thesis tutor -ahem: my uncle :mrgreen:- had suggested me to finish the task by March, but I know for sure that I cannot have anything decent before June. I know he knows it’s my problem, but I also thought he would get dissapointed or something. But it was only that I could get quite a good scolarship if I ended it by March… Now I feel sooo relieved… o:) I don’t care for money; well, I do, but I care for my psychiatric health better :geeked: I like the topic I am working on quite a lot, but I am involved in such a lot of things… Well, I like all that too, but I don’t like all that “I have to hand this, make that, do those, phone that one, meet the other one BY TOMORROW” :dead:
Yeah, now I am relieved…

Well, it’s not always easy, but I always end up by getting glad :smh:… I guess today’s been easier because I haven’t heard the news nor read the paper :think: