A la ronda de San Miguel!

Esta noche jugué al jenga en un bar con mi prima, un amigo de mi prima y los amigos del amigo (well you know)
La cuestion es que Carla (mi prima) y yo sabiamos perfectamente cuando nos tocaba jugar, pero estos chicos CADA vez que les tocaba miraban con cara de sorprendidos y decian ¿¿¿me toca a mi???.
COME ONNNN nunca jugaste a un juego por turnos? es fácil, vamos en ronda despues del que esta a tu derecha te toca a vos!y fue asi durante las ultimas 7 rondas querido, OBVIO QUE TE TOCA A VOS!

Sorry me pusieron nerviosa, igual todo bien.

Querida psicologa

We need to talk, i'm leaving you

Canción recomendada

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nmmjoc6gLsM

Time flies!

El domingo va a faltar solo un mes para conocer a Genaro (fecha programada at least)!
Love you so much already :)
Auntie Mili

love letter

Letter from Scott Fitzgerald to his soon to be wife

Sweetheart,
Please, please don't be so depressed -- We'll be married soon, and then these lonesome nights will be over forever -- and until we are, I am loving, loving every tiny minute of the day and night -- Maybe you won't understand this, but sometimes when I miss you most, it's hardest to write -- and you always know when I make myself -- Just the ache of it all -- and I can't tell you.
If we were together, you'd feel how strong it is -- you're so sweet when you're melancholy.
I love your sad tenderness -- when I've hurt you -- That's one of the reasons I could never be sorry for our quarrels -- and they bothered you so -- Those dear, dear little fusses, when I always tried so hard to make you kiss and forget --

Scott,
there's nothing in all the world I want but you -- and your precious love -- All the material things are nothing. - I'd just hate to live a sordid, colorless existence -- because you'd soon love me less -- and less -- and I'd do anything -- anything -- to keep your heart for my own -- I don't want to live -- I want to love first, and live incidentally -- Why don't you feel that I'm waiting -- I'll come to you, Lover, when you're ready -- Don't don't ever think of the things you can't give me -- You've trusted me with the dearest heart of all -- and it's so damn much more than anybody else in all the world has ever had --

How can you think deliberately of life without me -- If you should die -- O Darling -- darling Scott -- It'd be like going blind. I know I would, too, -- I'd have no purpose in life -- just a pretty -- decoration.
I feel like you had me ordered -- and I was delivered to you -- to be worn -- I want you to wear me, like a watch -- charm or a button hole boquet -- to the world. And then, when we're alone, I want to help -- to know that you can't do anything without me.

Todo lo malo pasa en Pilar

Papá esta en Adrogue y llama preguntando por un robo con rehenes en el Banco Nacion de Pilar.
En casa Jose, mamá y yo mirando la cobertura de telered canal pilar, pensamos por fin tienen beneficios (tienen la mejor imagen, la mejor ubicación) y "Javi por favor ni te acerques"

Number one

Bueno, la cuestión es asi: tengo un blog "secreto", tengo un blog "profesional", tengo un blog compartido con una amiga (desactualizado) y tengo un blog de la materia taller de diseño, para el instituto.
So, tengo muchos blogs y ninguno para que me lean o whatever, asique siguiendo la costumbre de mi buen amigo Sam, intentare hacer un blog duradero para compartir con quien quiera.
That's it for now
greetings for you all