Don't Forget

Today my son have birthday,11 years old=)
I´m happy,today,tomorrow coming not to my head.
He was born at 11.30 arriving at noon
I remember he had been up all night without sleep,
and arrived at the hospital at 7.30 am.
I was 19 at that time and 80 kg
the ninth month.
But these were not things that really mattered.
Most women when they become mothers,
change many values and needs change.
His father, a very rare species, wanted to call his son as one of his anarchist ideals,Fermin.And mother gave a second name, just in case...
"Nahuel", in indigenous languages, meaning "Tiger."
Himself as a tiger, his personality.
Intelligent Child, Mom gave him the basis for art.
He began drawing at an early age.
The construction from any object,creativity.
It has a very definite character, quiet, silent, solitary, friendly, responsible and careful.
My mother says he has a strong resemblance to me.
I have no habit
speak for my children on the Internet.
But everyone knows I have 3 children.
So you lose the fear of.
Perhaps because I learned to keep my treasures for myself.


Felíz Cumpleaños Femín!
Te quiero con toda mi alma.

I'll try to don't lie this time,because sometimes I wanna see you.
three nights ago I was dreaming of you,how is possible call you in my dreams?
How is possible still dreaming of you?? haha
This happend for many reasons,maybe...
Changing a bit the subject.
I feel a bit better,I saw my mother yesterday and like I saw she more calm,I feel so too.
Returning to the another thing.
I don't wanted be online and will be not in ICQ,I need to be free from you,ok?)
My humor is better now,maybe because I looking for nothing to be fine.Just put my attention in my work,because I wanna vacations!

About my dream,rare thing.

I had enlisted in the Army,and had the farewell of my friends,then you get between people.
Your white hair and sad eyes,raised his hand and said my name.
I just looked up, but too many people,I did not see you.
So I said your name and raised my hand to you to see me.
You tried to approach me.
Too many people, you never cross the 15 meters between us.
I remember that my childhood friend was there.
And the damn uniform that I will never forget.
At the end of the dream, I went to military prison,because fight with an superior officer.

For end I wake up with an strange feeling...
Nightmares,needing therapy,I´m thinking seriously about.
How many lives do you have?
Because I'm not a cat.

Hi,will be that like a new letter?
Missing no much time to hollidays.
Is in this time when I come sensitive.Why in this way,I never understood.
Till the moment my life is good,I have nothing to saying about.Still when money is not much,I'm simple to be happy.
But to be honest also I find some thing to be annoying.
I ask to myself,why this woman is so hard,nothing in his life can to make her happy.
Why always needs to take from me something to his own benefice?
Is so the people that can't to get for hisself till wanna be or wanting have.
I don't need too much money to be happy,but that is not reason to make me loss my money...I try to say..look like that she can't to do nothing with his life,because this were in her past.
I'm comprensive,I have patience..
Still when she is not my mother,and always made for me like my enemy...in really in that she looks perfect.
Why look that she wanna put me away from home...if I wanting be bad persons,she can to repent for this.
My God,how is people in this world,nothing are sufficient to feel satisfaction.
The necesity to feel rich,come not from money..the first come from inside oneself.
In this moment I was cooking,and like my child is watching TV I take the opportunity to write..
I have not secrets,for that i can't fear,I'm like I look,I never try to be another people.
If I feel pity to someone...is just because this person have anything to everything and don't know what to do whith that.
I'm not perfect..I have a lot defects,but I will be never stupid.

Insomnia,uploading photos in facebook..going crazy!
Knows?
This is really amazing!
I wanting be honest,but that have not sense now.
Still I meet again with old friends of my infancy...

Everything coming is strange and all that really far of you almost to enjoy.
But I said.

INtense headache,impulse to write compulsively.
you now like shadows on my back,
still clings to the threads in my neck.
Son las cuatro de la mañana,leí nuestro foro de airsoft...
I do not like many things,and I can not change these ..
I start to get angry moderately,but how far? and for what?
Now I should write,because in other way i will can´t sleep.


Although now I feel accepted by the team and I'm second in command of comander.
Meeting a lot of flaws.
I do not understand that they overlook many things that benefit the team.
Obviously, nothing changes from one day to another, but no motion.
What most bothered me,
is a report that was published on our forum about the performance in recent events.
Personally, I believe the commander,
should give a personal report and in PM.
And not advertising in public our disasters,
not for me exactly.
I say to my colleagues who are older than me in the game ..
and received "very harsh criticism"
I think the commander can to write at PM and then change some thing and restore the faults when organizing the team again.
I do not know.
I'm not good at this, but lacked finesse and exaggerated the description of our bad performance.
I can not talk about this, because they are all men and make like listen
but do not listen.
I quietly began to get angry ...
But someday I will open my mouth ...
And most funny and frustrating,after
repent!
Juaniko said it is not so as I said,
but is a rare way of control that wanna take.(when says "is for your well")
no,no,no,I don´t belive this..hm
I do not like much that.
Over me,what I do,what I say...let me stop evil and can not say anything!
Can´t to be that marking me the field as a forest ranger.
And what I can?eat straw?
scared ¡+

Maybe missing something this week...I don´t know
(cry a little on the padded wall)
?

Look,something is bothering me..
go out from my head,
if you don´t wanna be there...
But if you wanna stay,
just tell me something to bother me.
So say two ways get to the same place...

I am not in love with you,but I am.
I don´t like how you are,but I love you.
This is aceptation.
Never dark clouds in your head,always stars,
and colors in the soul.

Love let to be magic,
when you sit on the body.
When the skin absorbs the heat of our
thoughts.
When the soul is no longer a subject more of human nature.
We feel free.

Do not feel guilt,
don´t wanna forget,
and never let die the good things.

(the silence concealing weapons,
that words can never describe)
Love also look like that.
You do not feel,
simply because it does not say.


Just words ..
you did not want to hear,
Bother me when you wanna go,
and make me forget anything,
if you wanna stay with me,
simple stay and let it be.

Look,something is bothering me..
go out from my head,
if you don´t wanna be there...
But if you wanna stay,
just tell me something to bother me.
So say two ways get to the same place...

Find my primary school friends on facebook.
pity you're not on facebook )

Wow,long time ago from know something about them,it´s cool see they again.

I think I'll stop loving,
in my life I've never suffered so much as now!
I want)
Really beautiful to me.
I do not know,simply I like it.

http://www.plataygemas.com/tienda/product_info.php?cPath=130_148&products_id=5802
Very fine earrings,almost as if the petals were falling from the flower.

http://www.plataygemas.com/tienda/product_info.php?cPath=130_148&products_id=9261
Here the curves,gives a touch of originality,
that I liked more.
I see ocean waves and a palm tree ..you do not?
I have too much imagination, but does not bother me.

http://www.plataygemas.com/tienda/product_info.php?products_id=9772

This pair of earrings is a wonder!
I've never been materialistic,
and I will not be.
But always give a sentimental value to all my things,
especially the gifts from my friends.
And why not, like all women, want something nice to use occasionally.
get the impression that nature is in nearly everything,
Here, for example,a branch with leaves,
in a change of season and hue of colors
gave a nice touch, I think is very very pretty.

http://www.plataygemas.com/tienda/product_info.php?cPath=130_148&products_id=9895
this let some feeling...
wishing snakes glide through the neck of a woman ...
or just very delicate earrings for a coffee or exit the hotel,
after dancing and drinking.
I'm a simple person,
I do not like to much nightlife...
but I accept I be to write when overnight.
And by the way, I'll go if you invite me ...
then things change...but return alone to home=)

http://www.plataygemas.com/tienda/product_info.php?cPath=130_143&products_id=7013
See what beauty thing!
Good present to an girlfriend or wife...if she does not pretend too much,
will be very happy,but sure..

I liked so
http://www.plataygemas.com/tienda/product_info.php?cPath=130_143&products_id=9109
http://www.plataygemas.com/tienda/product_info.php?cPath=130_143&products_id=10716

All this came to the case,because I talked with she,and criticized the gift of my friend ...
I'm not very demonstrative,but I don´t liked his attitudes everything knows)
For me, the meaning is more valuable than the material,that I think important is the person who appreciates us.
Look, if I could load a wagon of gold,so you understand how important you are to me ...you would realize that the gold in this world not enough.
I always tell people,that to have more,need to value what you have in your hands)
We talked about the stones of the zodiac signs,and at one point said that I have no energy.It bothered me that said, everyone has positive or negative energy ... I know.







And then I responded to his gesture and no one knows more,show me her security between eyebrows.
And I said,Why do you think I do not use metal?
Have you seen that only left me a silver chain hanging around my neck, and perhaps rarely earrings ...
She seemed annoyed, I never brag, but annoying question again ..
I try to ... calm reflection.
Maybe I have so much energy that when I get angry, I can make bad to myself.
So only use jewelry from the mother earth.
Was a very good idea)

My friend, an intelligent person ..
I could say,he drew me the road.
and I kept this in some way.
Nothing is completely perfect,
but I learned to love the life I have.

"Learn to forgive,
to be forgiven"

Por qué aún hoy en día a los latinos nos llaman "negros"?
Tenía mis dudas del desarrollo intelectual humano y resolví que a mucha gente le falta materia gris)
Lo escribiré en ingles porque me sentiré más cómoda y lo podrán entender un poco más.
My Note says this:
( read more... )
The world is a square and most of the points live in an obtuse angle.
Don´t cry!

No puedo creer que tengo capacidad telepatica,entonces esto explica porque me ocurren ciertas cosas,que prefiero no comentar.
Pero al mismo tiempo me resulta absurdo,acaso no es tambien asunto de las ciencias tomar parte de esto?
Me asombro a mi misma como asepto por fin lo que soy,sin tener reparo de mis defectos.
Usted conoce bien mis defectos,esto nunca revelados a nadie.
Quería encontrar un sentido a todos esos sintomas que me invadian,y encontre la cura.
Asi tan simplemente tener coraje para afrontar mis problemas,no quiería aseptar que usted terminara siendo uno de estos.
No es que le concidere un problema,de modo que debía usted entender que el verdadero problema siempre fué enfrentarte nuevamente.
No obstante con que fin giraría el mundo si yo no me negara.
Nada debe ser así de perfecto,como que sólo por que sopla yo voy a moverme...
...hay ciertos factores que aparecieron repentinamente,esto hace que yo quiera alejarme,sin explicacion.
Por que he de tenerle lastima? o por qué he de sentir amor?
No era que lo imaginario?
Me da risa,por que ya entendí lo que pasa...un poco risa de tí y otro poco reirse de mi misma.
Y escribir estupidamente para que si lo traduce le de un resultado comprensible.
No importa que las cosas no salen como quiere,al final bien conoce que tiene lo que esperaba.
No tiene que ser así,estoy poniendo todo mi empeño en esto.
De todos modos,Díos me hizo con las fallas suficientes para que le deje ganar,aún así le diré que no...y usted se reirá de lo incoherente que soy.
No es mas felíz ahora que se dió el gusto,simplemente siente que a nadie le interesan esas cosas que no se ven...
Pensaba,no dejé de hacerlo,y ahora quiero que desaparezca otra vez,pero en su interior sabe que no es verdad..
hasta desde su ausencia e ignorantemente,parece sentirlo.
Acaso lo siente? Y como es posible?,quién era yo entonces molestando arduamente.
No sé.
No me gusta mentir a mí misma y ya no quiero hacerlo.Al menos podría no atormentarme con sus apariciones fantasmagoricas.
A veces estoy tan enojada.
Qué significa su silencio,acaso es insignificante?
Nunca creí,por eso amé,y nunca dí por que no había qué.
No quiero entender,lo que no sé...eso es adivinar.
No me gusta flotar en una barca de papel!
En la locura,oh como puede usted llamarle locura a algo que no conoce...
usted no vivió el laberinto de los que tejen sus propias prisiones de tela de arañas...un veneno tan dulce como usted no conoce.
Disfrutar de nuestra propia morfina,y navegar los rincones mas escondidos de nuestra mente.
A veces creo que es muy dificil escribir sobre algo especifico,asi que trato de decir algo que pasa completamente desapercivido...nunca te darás cuenta.

O quizás,yo me equivoqué.
Nunca es tarde para decir la verdad,nunca es tarde para mentir,si amas en realidad.

Aqui paso a relatar mi sueño y luego el significado del mismo.
(Sí,efectivamente," a veces " creo en estas cosas)
Y de las otras doy fé por que las he vivido,lamenteblemente no puedo dar testimonio de ello,por que dirán que estoy loca.

Sueño:

Sonó el teléfono y atendí el llamado "aló",cuando habitualmente yo digo "hola".
Me pareció conocer la voz del hombre que llamó,(era realmente un viernes por la noche,estaba sola en casa y me dormí con mi hijo por unos minutos,yo calculo que dormí 5 minutos)
La voz dijo "aló" en respuesta y agregó,"Felíz cumpleaños",realmente me emocioné y continúa hablando,pero no entiendo que dice.
Llego luego en esos minutos que valían por centésimas de segundos...y se apareció frente a mí con un ramo de rosas.Y sonrió.
No lo podía creer! es una locura,yo pensé.No puede ser,es imposible,jamas se acordó de mi cumpleaños,él es incapáz de un saludo semejante.
Y cuando tomé las rosas entre las manos,desperté.

Telephone:

To see or hear a telephone in your dream, signifies a message from your unconscious or some sort of telepathic communication. You may be forced to confront issues which you have tried to avoid. Alternatively, the telephone represents your communication and relationship with others.

To dream that you do not want to answer the ringing telephone, indicates lack of communication. There is a situation or relationship that you are tying to keep at a distance.

To dream that you are having a telephone conversation with someone your know, signifies an issue that you need to confront with that person. This issue may have to do with letting go some part of yourself.


Roses

To see roses blooming in your dream, signifies faithfulness in love and the arrival of a much joyous occasion. Roses also symbolize love, passion, desire, femininity, unity, and romance, particularly if they are red roses. If you see a white rose, then it symbolizes virginity, pureness, and secrecy. It you see a yellow rose, then it refers to infidelity or jealousy. According to Freud, the rose represents the female genitalia.

To see withered roses in your dream, signifies death or the parting or absence of loved ones.

To smell roses in your dream, denotes unimaginable happiness and pleasure. Perhaps, the dream is telling you that you need to slow down and smell the roses or else you will miss out on some opportunity or event in your life.

To see thorny roses in your dream, suggests that you are having difficulties or issues in your personal relationship. Alternatively, the dream indicates that you need to overcome some sticky or prickly situation before you can reap the benefits, as represented by the rose.







P.S
No entiendo,por qué mi subconciente me traicionó tan vilmente!
Stop

Angelito)



I like this)
Basshunter - Now You're Gone






Now you’re gone
I realize my love for you was strong
And I miss you here now you’re gone
I’ve been waiting here by the phone with your pictures hanging on the wall

Now you’re gone
I realize my love for you was strong
And i miss you here now you’re gone
I’ve been waiting here by the phone with you’re pictures hanging on the wall

Is this the way it’s meant to be?
Only dreaming that you’re missing me
I’m waiting here at home
I’ll be crazy now you’re gone

There’s an empty place in my heart
It won’t alarm me it will break apart
It won’t heal, it never fades away
I’ll be thinkin’ ’bout you everyday

Are you ready?
Ready for take-off!

Now you’re gone
I realize my love for you was strong
And i miss you here now you’re gone
I’ve been waiting here by the phone with you’re pictures hanging on the wall

Is this the way it’s meant to be?
Only dreaming that you’re missing me
I’m waiting here at home
I’ll be crazy now you’re gone

Now you’re gone
I realize my love for you was strong
And i miss you here now you’re gone
I’ve been waiting here by the phone with you’re pictures hanging on the wall

Is this the way it’s meant to be?
Only dreaming that you’re missing me
I’m waiting here at home
I’ll be crazy now you’re gone

There’s an empty place in my heart
It won’t alarm me it will break apart
It won’t heal, it never fades away
I’ll be thinkin’ ’bout you everyday

Last night he came home as usual,
a smile on his face and gave me a kiss.
And with the same phobia as always, quick to serve the table.
Sometimes I think I never change my habit of doing everything at the last moment)
I already for the 22 pm,face tired, I worked from noon and wanted to go ...
Oh spring, fell down from my nose and eyes in rain began to itch ..
To make matters worse, I live on the second floor of a two-story house.
Above, while the neighbor was craving for steak ...
Smoke inside the house !!..
I thought that my allergies.. and not say good words.
My rabbit had caught several days with Dr. House,
so he lay on the couch with his eyes on the monitor.
They reached 12 in the night, but my fairy godmother was on a cruise caring for Peter Pan
And what resulted from all this, is that just had to wash dishes.
There was something between those acts.
Perhaps best of all ...
I went to my room and sat on the bed,
last Friday had a very strange dream ...
If I tell here I feel guilty for not telling the truth.
I really would have to lie.
I took my books from my folder of notes, and went on an old story.
I loved, what they say sometimes there.
So I wrote up that allergy disappeared.
As always says
"Nora, you're a disaster."
And when listening this me smiling...its not true.

Finally I went to bed, and turns.
Cold, wet night, I can not sleep!
I want to leave, I'm drowning ... something is bothering me more than
the suffocation of the room.
Denrées dancing like devils to me, seems to call it.
But I will not, I refuse to death to twist my arm.

I looked out the window from the bed.
A light can enter from the street.
I think, why not stop snoring?
Fatigue, I know.
I took off my clothes and slept on sheets eager to forget who I am.
Me
transformed into something.
He asked a lot before bed,
I gave him a kiss and said:
heat when you writes?
I thought, he wants to guess ... jaja

I can laugh a little?
I liked the roses, and her voice on the phone.
but damn dream!,I dont sleep a wink all week.
Now also, I plan to travel to the coast.
So God willing I'll be for Christmas at sea.
And all this as a kick in the ass,
and follow working.

hm,I do not know what else to say,
therefore I will remain silent to not ruin the moment...








P.S
guess

Friday around the 23 pm, my cousin died,
Sandra Mariana, Bestetti, 39 years old.
My mother called me around 1.30 am,and on Saturday I go to his home to talk about how get to home my aunt.
Friend and good person, as I've never known in my life like she.
Today Sunday at 12.30 noon, we took her to Hurlingham Park cemetery for burial.
Her face, beautiful, pure, his kindness was always ahead of all their miseries.
I loved and love her, she will live forever in the hearts of who always loves she, her warmth made the whole world was in their hands.
I get roses and carnations, red and pink.To his beautiful color skin.
A yellow and white freesia.
My heart broke into a tissue.
To be honest, I have many words to write.
For things that are important in my life have no meaning here.
I touched his cold face, thinking that had spent two or three weeks when I went to the hospital to see she.
And I, a greeting, gave she a kiss as touched his cheek warm.
We talked for hours, only reasons for living, ever onward.
And I said, I love you.Me too,she said almost with no force.
As the sisters and friends.
But the cold in his eyes, brought me doubt.
I can not believe what my eyes saw, but is the only really leaving us continue?
I will miss she a lot, is actually much I will miss his face and his jokes.
I try not to mourn, because I understand that she must go alone.
Some day we will laugh together,talking about sons and why not to talk about handsome guys,
and shine as we ever did.
She had a hard life, always surviving.
I know that I care, and never forget who she was.
It is difficult to speak, because every word I'm trying to say, it brings tears.
I can not explain.
Seeing my cousin in that light wooden box, like a child in his crib, sleeping.
Just as newborn.
The irony of life is that her granddaughter was born just days before.
The heart, you know How I am .. you understand how I feel, how sad is that nothing does.

"God save his soul,because was a wonderful person".

I have not slept the past week
try to get some sleep now.
Thanks all.

How say?
Sometimes is not possible live in peace...less when other lives our life.
And one lives the life other's.
No,I have my life and living my life,and this is too much expensive!
But sometimes..when have not the force to be bad.
I am not bad...am not.

спасибо маму!
Я знаю, моя мама меня любит)
...и мои братья.
И моя любовь тоже любить меня)
сейчас,
я как и цветы,хочу которые
закрывают глаза на ночь
Я хочу забыть
и потерять дорога
его память
дураки сердце
но силен, как море!

была сказка о любви,
только не фантазией
была сказка о любви,
только не фантазией
я знаю что любовь
живет на всегда.

почему я люблю тебя?
когда ты не можешь или не хочешь
я думаю что жизни этого реальна любовь
не плач,не умерить.
я всегда живет

большое спасибо за все!


Сегодня я  31 лет
Excuse my mistakes,so hard to write in russian.
I try to be open to my friends and other people.
Thank you! =)
( я не ангел... )

Happy birthday to me...

I wanting find the exit from,but the walls take height at night,
when I can´t to climb
If I tell you, yesterday I was remember you ...
a song and wanted to break
the thin thread between us.
I found the way of living daylight
without a name.
I found a way to escape.
But there are dreams that between the hours,awakening in their honors,
the tremor in the legs.
Calling the sound inside, stronger than the alarm clock.
within him it everything over me.