To say that my life is complicated/funny/strange.. is to be nice..my life is f..up...completely... dont get me wrong, I AM HAPPY, and i like my life..but is just that sometimes it surprises me and makes me wonder who on earth is playing with me??is it God, and then if is him i hope he is enjoying the ride....cause sometimes i enjoy it too....
I cant not start by telling my whole life, cause in that situation, i would never stand up from this chair, and i ll just keep writing and writing, i ll just go along with my daily life and throw in, once in a while the past...And it will happen..cause my past hunts me..day and night... like an unwanted guest, he appears at weird times....
i almost hate my job (one of the 2 i do), and im tired of grad school and my coursemates... well apparently im the glue that sticks them all togheter and makes them have fun..
