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. 🙂

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 😥

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…

4 Comments on CURIOUS…

  1. A veces llorar sienta bien.Dicen que desahoga.A mí sólo me produce un extraño dolor de cabeza,como cuando tenía vegetaciones…ejem,yo me entiendo.
    Por cierto:Empollonaaaaaaaaa!!!!! 😛

  2. Yo nunca he tenido de eso, pero lo de la cabeza en órbita espacial alrededor de mí misma no me lo quita nadie…
    ¿Empollona? No diría que no, pero lo cierto es que una vez que me empiezo a hacer pariditas intelectualmente estimulantes, me entusiasmo tanto que es difícil pararme, aunque lo realmente difícil es empezar :geeked:

  3. I’m happy you’re in the process of figuring things out, it can become such a big pressure. Crying is great, though. It clears your eyes, they become whiter after that! 😯 Hope you’ll stay on the track! 🙂

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