know, I was having a moment of introspection and the rod. And here I am wondering what I'm doing whores (pardon the language ...).
I will not lie, I'm happy . Or at least all is well, maybe not perfect but well to the end of the day. It seems that by the time the Dark Ages have passed, but the fact is that someday return . But what happens to me I'm here taking a moment almost "emo"?
Hell, I do not know what is happening now.
I got home from school (thank God, Allah, Sibu, Buddha, Vishnu, Astarte, and any other deity that I can escape in this lapse of egocentric philosophy), and I'm in college dream.
Does the career I wanted and I wanted all my life?
No.
Maybe that's part of my current feeling. I feel I'm stuck in Classical Philology , a very beautiful race. And as far as I can see no use in this tiny country.
In the bitch, I feel that Costa Rica is small ¬ ¬
Where do we go?
OK, do not get me wrong I love be born here, I love a thousand small and big things in this country. But by that avatar of fate I'm stuck in one of the biggest races of market failures in this country (where the percentage of those who read it at least)?
After that, I want to go to one of the toughest races to enter the UCR. That blissful step does not have great market ... FUCK.
Why? Oh Why !!!???
Yes, I see it is a difficult situation. There will worse logical that if. But that does not minimize that spend all day thinking: "And when you leave the U.S.? whores what I live? Am I a linguist without a job? A journalist in unemployment, lack of opportunity, not talent (I hope to have it actually) ?
Shit, I have no two months in the u I'm in these rods. What a tragedy.
Perhaps
muses take pity on my "fortunes" and at least give me finish my novel in the coming years. I know I ...
Pinches sometimes jealous hatred. Let's say I had my moments of jealousy with several people I know in many aspects of my life (be creative, loving, friends, etc). (This came random, I admit)
anyone can tell me why the neighbor's yard looks a thousand times better than your own?
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| If I know, my happy face does not fit with everything you got / pass. But I have no other photo ... |
already completed and desahogante rare moment of the night (have mercy, I am an aspiring journalist / philologist / writer 18), I just have to give some brief news:
- First: Give a warm welcome to my friend and affectionate sister Cari the strange life of having a blog ... Today
- met my dad and went to a restaurant to eat lots of meat (very expensive indeed. And not very good, dare I say). I'm a lazy
- heinous homework, U.
- I must be a hormonal attack or something, because ... Go to the hill of shit I wrote above.
- strikes me that someone has come to read such an attack completely hormonal, so in return here what must be one of the coolest songs I've heard recently.
Yes, they are just a singing teacher, no guitars, no bass.
Germans if they make good rock ... (Although this song is really not metal)
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