Tuesday, May 15, 2012

 When I was younger my hobby was to go to the supermarket with my mother and count how many people would put toilet paper rolls in their trolleys and I tell you 90% of them would have a six pack. I always tried to convince my mother not to get one, not at all. I would tell her we should be different but she never listened; she'd just grab a six pack like the others and remove things I had thrown in the trolley.
" I'd rarely go clubbing and when I did I simply got drunk and analysed people 
"As I enter the University building I hear a young guy happily whistling. It is 09:00 am and I hate him 
"They were quiet. I was quiet. We looked dumb together.
"In front of me sits a young girl staring at her shoes. In the next station a woman enters the train and sits by my side. She unwraps something and start eating it. It smells like fried chicken. I can't help but wonder what the hell does she think, eating fried chicken at this time of the day and inside a train. She doesn't think that is it. She doesn't care, she is a menial of her body.There are 20 stations ahead so I just keep listening to music, at least it makes life and people look more interesting, except for the woman eating chicken. 
Es de aquí, me dio risa.

Thursday, May 10, 2012


La otra vez estaba pensando que no sé dónde estaré en mi próximo cumpleaños. Sí, pienso en esas cosas. Pero bueno, ya sabemos que queremos hacer en verano!

nuevo wallpaper/ nueva imagen mental cuando me hablan de cosas aburridas

Tuesday, May 01, 2012

Me robé el nombre de aquí:  http://supmag.com/ 
Pero es que es demasiado cool.