Opinions are like assholes (everyone has one). I respect some ideas even if I passionately believe against them. Thats what free will is for... I just have a humble point: Mockery about issues that are clearly important to a group of people, ANY group, is simply wrong. I can joke, and I love sarcasm, but time and place should be taken into account. A quien le caiga el sayo que se lo ponga. Coño!

Today I went shopping for the activities for the Secretaries Week... next week... Got a nice budget made of sparkling 80 dollars that should be enough for: recordatories, gifts, rifa, decoration, invitations... Ok... I have many skills, but pppppplease!!! Got things for the recordatories... got the deco. Will manage a candy-stuffed thinguie as gift and still need to get rifa stuff and the invitations papers... Nice, nice... Only 5 box left AND cannot give any myself because I have no money at all. Guess they'll just have to manage with what I have... I will try compensating lack of goodies with some creative stuff... We'll see...

So... Visited auntie. This morning she had a clash against a big cienpié. Thanks to her 6th sense, she was looking all the time at the floor after she got up, and as she went to the living room... wham! the big, fat, ugly critter was crawling under the dining room's table. She attacked it flawlessly, earning 5 xp. Yayyyy!!! 80 years, and she can still kick ass! I love her. She is my hero. I mean that with all my heart.

Visited El Calvo in the evening. BTW, creepy lovely moon in the skies! Anyway, conversation was so good that I lost track of time until the Witching Hour arrived. Talk about experiences (he has some uncanny funny stories)... and ghosts and spirits and decor for a girls wedding and amazing things stupid people do. It was a blast. It is funny, I think, that everyone around me has a ghost or two taking care of them... well, sort of... Yet I have none... Not even ghosts or spirits like me... LOL I can be THAT kind of handfull! :D I was confirmed of the fact of rotten apples within the so called close family circle... not a surprise because by now I know that the truest enemies are always at a hands reach. I'm cautious, I know my enemy, and I feel for them. I can defy anything they throw at me because I only need one defender, and HE is always within me and around me. I joke alot, I am a brat and a fool sometimes, and a rebel without knowing it... but I truly believe in GOD and I put good and bad in his hands. I do not have to harm anyone because bad people learn in this life... So I have witnessed... and it makes me feel compassion for them... So much struggle to take away what little I have (I got no riches but my knowledge and my will), to take what little my aunt has... to drive her mad... But God has placed a shield to protect the ones that didn't know or didn't expect, or didn't deserve. As crazy as I am, I know GOD exists, I feel him in my heart, and in HIM I trust all I am and all I will be.

It's nice in the last two days I've been recalling my childhood... And it was good. I was raised by loving parents who taught me true values and to believe in who I am (my uncle and my aunt, whom I am always mad at their decision NOT to adopt me... They should have). I was happy, they never hit me, I was raised with innocense and within a world in which Santa Claus and the Three Kings lived on for 15 years believe it or not... They brought the best in me. Although I never forgive my uncle for divorcing my aunt, I love him. And I deeply love her, because she put me before her own life in so many ways. I owe her my depht of soul and thougth.

I am sad about my deceptions in love... Trilogy, Coriolis and Groundel each had a special something that forever will be unique within my heart... And I love all of them because I guess that the three of them make the perfect man... And they make me sad, because nothing ever goes as I expect... no matter how much I try... no matter how important they are for me... I guess even sadness can be a good thing, because just when I thought I coud feel nothing, something happens that makes me feel... And that matters. I guess it is what counts... Feeling. As long as there is a beating heart, there is hope... And I keep never ending hopes for impossible dreams to come true.

Anyway... Gotta sleep. Plenty to do, so little time...

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