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constantly wetting my body but the soul wishes to bathe all the time ... WwWWwHhhHHhOooOOOoAAAaaAAAaAAA

.... This rainy afternoon I'm sitting here. Regretting my past, or rather, one part. I feel bad again, like a human who makes mistakes and autoanalyzer your inner person.

Here I am angry for not having advanced in college, to give priority to damn job. Believing that a job "good" as that was would help me in college, although I know that I could not go further for reasons beyond my control. But whatever, the whole weight of it in some way or another falls on myself, regardless of the situations that happen to me.

This afternoon it rained a lot. I asked for a permission, I wet my whole leaving at 3:00 pm my new job as I dirigíaa find a record of notes for my re-entry to college after almost two years of inactivity fool. I walked a lot in the rain. I was thinking and thinking, drawing my plan for my future travel once again. Yes, a reentry Since lost by the recent quarter damn job. The work has taken me around the desire to study, I have prevented progress in different ways with that duty.

When delivered to hump me (because the rain arrived 10 minutes later, I closed the window on the face of record), I stood watching the rain and I was punched inmates, several cuts and hurting mentally. There I was, looking in every drop down out of heaven all the days lost due to give everything to damn job. I looked at my failure embodied in the paper, I saw that nothing had been done and worse, I did not deserve. And no, not exaggerating, is that I left school in late 2000 and is a personal goal to study in college. It has been almost 4 and I still feel that I have not done anything.

My best friend, Kenlly, graduated with me in 2000. He is much more advanced than me. And I have not done anything. Other classmates are like him, and I have not done anything. Guillermina my girlfriend came out after me, and I failed to act. My sister went Taina after me, and I failed to act. My cousin Albert came after me, and I failed to act. Some colleagues in my previous job came after me, and I failed to act. I've seen out of the school where he was a student many promotions, exactly three, and meanwhile, I have not done anything.

Everyone has gone forward, some have worked and some not, some have an easier time and money than me, but have gone ahead and done something have . Meanwhile, I have not done anything. I have met many people who have come after me and have cuchucientos thousand loans made University, and I have not done anything.

I feel bad, I'll take measures that will make me feel much more responsible for university status trunk I have. If not for the embarrassment I have of myself, I would comment about my exact level in college. But no, I will not. I will take an effort to make my way, I will feel that you have to do and that sometimes "life " it takes me to do.

But ta 'good happens to me somehow.

As the song says Franco Vita: "All because the damn job, and time ..."

I Have Blood In My Phlegm What Does This Mean?

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Finally ..
I HAVE WORK!

Siiiiii ... I'm super happy, I was offered a job today and start tomorrow Thursday 13 May ... The company graceful (or otherwise ... hehhe) is Palic Insurance Company, SA, a company of Grupo BHD, and tomorrow we finish with all the ties of place after nearly 5 months of unemployment ...

Diogenes thank you got what you wanted for so many months ... thanksss! I have my new job stack pa!

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Sitting on the grass, introspection ... Vigil

Anxiety. That word describes my recent days ... Describe the concerns I feel about the future, tells my days for a short time, details insecurity in my immediate economic welfare, portrays the unknown and has not come into my life ...

Sometimes I recontra-attacks and attack me. Strike down inside me and hit my estíritu. Sometimes I feel that makes me sink, despite the maneuvers that attempt to get rid of myself and my disappointments ...


Sometimes invades and enters without permission, without intending to, without my consent procedure. I try to eject, which undesirable and evil villain. Sometimes it comes and I get used, sometimes, I feel I can not do anything. And sometimes, it kills me slowly, but leaving a glimmer of hope and pieces of dreams.

Today I feel very anxious. Today, my soul cries, you feel run down for no apparent reason, no nothing to explain its sensibility ...

hope in God and in me to continue learning to live together and deal with my complaints and needs. Thank God for giving me strength and support, you never disappoint me ...