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Hello !!!!!. I'm back here!. Responding to questions on whether the blog came to an end, I say NO.
You see ... I am a thousand things. Trying to get organized at work. Trying to adapt to this summer Unbearable (whatever they say, the winter is better ... I LOVE THE WINTER). Trying again, but for a short time and with very little desire to do so to my normal life.
As you have read the previous post I'm in a time of important changes ... very important.
just say that my life is about to turn 180 degrees, but a positive spin on a turning ... turning ... I need ... a turn that desire with all my strength.
Each day that passes I am more rapidly, making a thousand steps, fighting with incopemtencia around me in my work ...
that job ... I would like to speak today. Almost a year ago I embarked on this odyssey of finding work. I was lucky in less than a month I was working where I wanted. But (there's always a but) it was not all rosy. Each month is a struggle to collect (those who are in Argentina, I understand perfectly), I'm single "Bloc" an office and say that what I produce is maintained the entire structure of the "company". Seeing all this scenario, the least we could do the "leaders" is to provide what is necessary for you to do my work without problems, but it is not. I have to deny in order to put the batteries and move.
My times are not theirs, obviously. I have a goal and meet them with its inefficiency and worthlessness do nothing but put roadblocks ...
I decided ... I decided to play my game and stop waiting for the cows fly. I thought about marketing strategy in the short term ... if you like it and if not, bad luck.
is wrong? ... Do not know. OK? ... To me, yeah and that's enough for me and spare me.
enough to rely on the futility of people believed to be higher and that drag us along with them into space.
I said.
Good week and good life!.
Besitos!.


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AM:
extremely sincere, funny (when I), simple as looking at me and know what I, complex to not understand why I cry when I cry, rational point of questioning the unquestionable, crazy as a loon ... but crazy good, good:) "inquisitive" ... but because I like to know stuff ... eager to learn, to know, to learn and yet so patient with patience that seems bulletproof.
As clear as water you do not like to take, as pure as the air feeling you get from the Sierra, so unbearable when I want. I am so scared that I sometimes ... I do not know why I can not sleep until I know you got it home. "
to you ... if I'm talking to YOU \u200b\u200b... knowing this, knowing as I know ... we still want to spend your life with me? ... Because I DO want to live my life with you.