Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Congratulation God Bless This Marriage

My head full of dreams

bring a head full of dreams ... dream sleep, dream daydream ... those dreams come true:)
remember when I was little, I had many dreams, too, always dreamed of traveling around the world, the medium was the least important, dreamed of becoming an astronaut, like all children, and I remember much ice cream or something like Holland did a promotion to go to a camp for astronauts, and bought my paddle and went chingamadral jajajaja jajajaj did not win anything but I guess everything happens for a reason, such that hbiera won and I have done astronaut? now does not seem so funny: P
I also wanted to be scientific, my parents supported this call and I bought a chemistry set My Joy: P with the rare substances produced, trying to make perfumes and bottles all over my room was full of flowers xD spoil once did a shampoo and put my diamond to "give shine." I remember my father pretended he was using that shampoo and left it in his shower and every day he threw a dash for me to believe that he was using. Also I mixed not with not how to dye hair from my mom, and when he was waving at the door blew me lol I think it was the best moment of all, I felt that if exploded was because he had created something good (but useless)
xD I still liked chemistry in high school chemistry and biology were my favorite subjects, I liked to see how things are made of x in, and know that that will never change. Two molecules of hydrogen plus oxygen will always be water, and I find this really beautiful !!!!! I liked biology, see the cells of the leaves of the tree in the microscope, and a bit of cork, and know all the theories of evolution, stucco always disagree with that said we came from monkeys, not me ask her name because I do not remember hahahha
my time in high school I want to be rockstar, and if they expressed Rockstar, said no singer or musician, or artist, wanted to be Jajajajajaja ROCKSTAR always laughed at me and said they'd end up working in the trucks singing and asking for money jajajajjja and really esque had no musical talent, tried to learn to play guitar, flute, nothing !!!!!! lol I think if I left little tambourine: p
And when it came time to choose what career to study, had so many options! so many dreams! I thought of studying medicine, my dream was to cure cancer (ha!), for real, or go to work in the Peace Corps or Doctors Without Borders, was really a dream I had, and even went to the exam to the Faculty of medicine, but that day I a room where they were opening a body, I was so disgusted and terror and thought "this is not for me!" so maybe I went to taste some delicious gorditas and there and my dream is over xD I thought maybe it would be like and nutrition seemed to me too much, in fact, I still love it and I consider myself an amateur nutritionist, because I'm always reading things in this respect and being honest I do not know why I did not study nutrition! The other option was
communications, why? because my sister studied that, and I saw her do their projects and films and and made it great: dreamed of being like Quentin Tarantino jajajajaja and make scripts and all the pdo, but then I regretted it. Er cons
also dreamed criminologist, but I thought I had seen the body in medical school and turned my estómoga and let that dream aside
jajajaja Why studied management if things dreamed of being so different? By asshole, so, jajajajajajajajajaj good, really enjoyed my career very much for your flexibility, you can play in many different things, if you get bored of one thing you can do another!! Recently
dreamed of being a bartender and then tattoo artist and then go to do cornrows in Puerto Escondido, why not? You know

that dream now? I see everything I want it all !!!!!! I want to be free, more than anything, I want to squeeze every last drop life !!!!!
And if that's all jajajajja ps come from a management class: 3 remember, in the summer of 2009 was one and I failed? ps and turned to go, I will seize this bocho by the horns!

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