It will never be overrated to try to be a kid again

One of my best friends are twins right?, so their mother has a day-care, and today I went over to help them take care of the kids. I had fun because the kids didn't know english and when my friends got mad they insulted them in english xd it was funny :P.

I couldn't pick my favorite one 'cause I kept changing them.

Don't worry though, I found a way to describe every kid and my experience with them. The thing is that they happen to form a little high school. Don't understand?. Here it goes.

The Jock;(Ivan) He is this cute little boy who the other kids call to play with them, he is boyfriend of one of the girls (Camila), when we gave an order and the other kids didn't pay attention he told everyone to listen. I discovered that the kid poops A LOT. Like seriously he pooped his pants every 5 minutes. And he didn't say anything just "I like lions. You are a lion and I'm the tiger" and "I'm the princess" xd. Poor kid:p I hope he remembers that when he grows old.

Plastic Girl; (Camila) As I said she is girlfriend of Ivan. She's this clingy bipolar girl who doesn't gives a fuck about Ivan, but when a girl is close to him she starts caring. And well that's pretty much it:).

Plastic Girl's Best Friend; (Chantal) She is BFF of Camila and is a freaking copy cater, like you say "Camila say Hi" the girl will say hi too. Once I carried her and she didn't wanted to get of my lap, and if I walked to the house she would be right on my tale walking beside me.

The Bullie; (Manuel) I think he is deaf, 'cause he didn't heard when you talked to him and it started to get annoying with the time. He laughed at everything and every time the twins grounded somebody they called it "Thinking" so let's just say Manuel has to be a fucking Buddha with all the time he had to think. OH and I think he has a crush on Camila.

The Bullie's Best Friend; (Nicolas) He is just this weird kid who is trying to get your attention, I mean he was nice and all, and we only had to put him in "Thinking"once. But the kid couldn't fight his own battle alone. He was always calling us and telling us how somebody punched him or something.

The class president; (Dammit I can't remember her name) The thing is she was this girl who was always trying to talk with Camila and always talked with everybody and all.

The hot outcast; (Diego) I think he was the youngest. But all he did was sit on the rocks looking around. And if you look closely everybody was around him. Like he was the coolest of all.

And well the other kids were babys:).

What I learned?; I miss being a little kid. No broken heart, you don't have to be good enough for anybody, if you have a fight with your friends you don't even have to say sorry, you just need some rocks and imagination to have fun, every time you feel like doing something you do it without thinking in the consequences and at the end of the day. You will always have your parents to come pick you up and give you a big hug.

Shorter? I want to go back to my good old days and be happy again.

BUT.

You didn't think my day went perfectly fine right?.

Right!.

My dad came to pick me up and said he had to take some things to his work. When we were there he left me in the car and took the keys, I watch him carry the things and then he started talking to two women, while I was in the car sweating.

So I decided to beep the horn and it didn't even pass 5 seconds before they looked at me and then went back to their conversation. I beeped it again and they didn't even bother.

Oh and God knows I wasn't done. I opened the door and then slammed it really hard. But just one of the women turned around and looked at me like "wtf is wrong with this kid?". So I took Phillip leaved the car open and went for a walk. Till 10 minutes later my dad was calling me on the phone saying he was going to pick me up.

I don't know why you still think I hate you because of my mom. Guess what? She isn't the only one doing something wrong here.

Wanted my honest answer? I think that the only good thing you have done with your life is putting out your sperm into my mom.

p.s; Some pictures I took only for you to see how it was like :);


(That's Ivan, he got to be my last favorite)


(This baby has the cutest laugh ever)


(all the kids and their idea of fun... with rocks. And my friend trying to put some order).

"If I could just find the time, then I would never let another day go by; I'm over, getting old."

Fill in the blank: I am __________ ?

Usually in every show there's always a character who is always asking himself.

Who am I?.

And you know what. Now that I have the time to mediate that... I don't know who I am. I mean if someone ask you who you are what would you say?.

My name? nope, it's not enough.
My profession? uh-uh, that's what I do, not who I am.
My dreams? that's what I want to become isn't it?.
My friends?
My possessions?
My economic position?
My hobby?
My obsessions?
My family?

None of those seemed to fit in what I am. And you know what? I think that I don't wanna know who I am, as odd as that may sound. But I have a life time still to look for it right?. I won't rush things over.

Isn't that the point in life?. Living it?.

I know this subject is kinda lame but it has been creeping in my mind today. And I don't want to ruin it or think it too much.

Enough with life.

Today was raining and I love the smell of it, like when is about to begin. Or the sound of the raindrops crashing down, it's like a melody that you can't hear if you don't pay attention.

Then I put on Phillip and Only Hope by Switchfoot came on. And they just made it better.

Wanna know something sad?.

After my last poem I haven't been able to write again. I can't finish them, and they are bad. Just simply bad.

But to brush that of, I wanted to tell you that I didn't know people were actually reading my blog :), it's flattering, and well it's awesome. I'm glad somebody cares about the things I write late at night when I can't sleep. ( I did not wrote this late at night actually it's 3;00pm but I wanted to throw you some Tay-Swift quotes).

p.s; This is one of the poems I couldn't finish. I call them Death Notes.
"I read your messages
all over again,
the words on ink
remind the feeling of your breath on my ear.

I will look outside my window
and I'm not so sure what makes my vision a blur,
but my tears are getting lost on the rain.
I don't want to miss you no more.

I've got enough time to think about us,
and if I had to go back in time.
I wouldn't change meeting you.
The late at night calls,
nor your fingertips on my face.

It's not just a kiss
its how you made me feel ..."

p.p.s; I bought 4 different packs of COOKIES, and pack #4 is the winner (though the one with raisins and chocolate chips was delicious).

p.p.p.s; All this time I've been writing p.s bad. I feel so dumb right now. Tough I'm not changing it from the other posts.

p.p.p.p.s; I want my first kiss to be in the rain.

"Dressed up as myself; To live in the shadow, of who I'm supposed to be."

Don't stay quite

Drum roll please.

NEW POEMM
:D
YAY
finnallyyyy hahahhahahaahaha im so happy :P i feel like i can go to sleep with a smile on my face again.
I tried new things with this one, is a description of what i feel like when im frustrated.
dont know tell me what you think about it.

http://iheartlg.deviantart.com/art/Trying-to-find-myself-131154418

oh and sorry for not caring about my spelling but im kinda on a hurry so work with me:)
LOVE YOU.

"Telling lies just to feel happy;But I won't retaliate."

You say selfish; I say staying myself.

I think that summer '09 has teach me some things.

Okay maybe just one.

But I've had a lot time to reevaluate my friendship with some of my pals. And well I feel used and everything they do annoys me to death. And as I like to say "Move on before they notice". I'm going to start listening to my own advices.

Anyways I think I'm still not ready to make a final decision about this, I'll see how all goes with them. But I've got the feeling that they agree with me. Just that they don't know that yet.

What I mean is that I'm not sure what I'm feeling. I don't want to lose their friendship, but I have this weird idea that they don't want anything to do with me either. So I'm going to think about it. And see if it changes.

AND. This sunday was the father's day in my country and let me tell you how it go.

In the morning we gave my dad his presents blah blah, then in the afternoon he leaved. I don't know where and don't care, but I didn't saw him again till that night. My mom was going to take him out with us to dinner. But we decided to get some McDonals.

But the good news?. This weekend there was a Sponge Bob special, and while watching it with my mom and sister. My mom suddenly ask. "So... Does Sponge Bob lives on the sea?" . Me and my sister literally ROFL.

And today while remembering the facts occurred yesterday she said. "No seriously, where does the sponge lives?".

XD.

p.s; Look at this photo it ROCKS so much I want to take one similar :).
(btw Ashley Rose is my favorite photograph.)



(It's not her best one but this means a lot to me.)

p.s.s; DAMMIT I forgot to put the quote >.< sorry, here it goes

"I can be so mean when I wanna be. I am capable of really anything. I can cut you into pieces;...But my heart is broken"

Bad moments don't last more than the good ones; Memory is playing games with you

I've always believe that divorced kids are more intelligent than the other ones.

But that won't work out for me 'cause I'm already grown up and all. I know my parents separate a long time ago, but when you are a little kid everything is beautiful and full of love, they have to rub it in your own face to get to the facts.

Anyways, it won't be a new subject for anybody that my parents are about to divorce, I have NO problem with this, 'cause my relationship with my father isn't the same as when I was his "little girl". And I don't miss him anymore when he is gone.

I think that when they actually get the divorce I will be spending more time with him than what we do now, 'cause the man is just simply not around much. And that's something just me and my sister are capable of notice.

Have you ever feel like nobody understands you?, like seriously and it gets to the point when you don't want them to. It's the first time I don't want to talk about my current situation. And I hope it won't happen again. I don't want to be the "weak one" anymore.

You don't know how much it means to me to have somebody to talk to, but right now, I want to keep it to myself.

My life has been lately about losing somebody important. But it's like the ones that are involved on it aren't worrying at all, or are just dealing with it in the wrong way. Let me just tell you this. I'm a -reading between the lines- girl. If you don't, you will just make a lot of mistakes.

I'm starting to feel paranoid, and I don't want to trust in anyone. Like suddenly they will all turn their backs on me in the worst moment.

"The writers weren't kidding about how all good things must end; Then again somethings are far too good, to go when you let go."

Why does Freedom only last for about 3 minutes?

Long Time I didn't update huh?
well I wish I could say it was inspiration, but this time I can't use it as an excuse. 'Cause it's just that I'm so tired this days, like I just have this feeling of doing something but I can't... 'Cause I'm tired.

I even had an idea for an awesome poem, but I just didn't feel like writing; What if that was my most famous hit?.

Well whatever... Hey have you ever walk trough the beach with your i-pod or mp3?, if you haven't I recommend Taylor Swift. I did it a long time ago but I will never forget the feeling of freedom and power over myself.

OR

Have you ever put your i-pod on the car?, Well I can't 'cause I don't have one and I don't know how to drive :P, but once my mom left me in her car while she buy some things. I put Phillip, and let me tell you "Fearless"will make your life, you just get this goofy smile on your face after singing like a crazy person :)... In a car.

Letting the freedom subject aside. Yesterday I remembered that my first album was "Black and Blue" by Backstreet Boys, but the thing is that I was like 8 or 7 and I didn't know english, so I just remember BSB on the cover xd, and after downloading all the songs from their album called, "Backstreet Boys", and not remembering anything, This little image of a black and blue cd strike me. And so I remember everything:P.

And let me tell you something, the boy who sings to me in a piano "How I fall in love with you" Has my heart.

P.S; Update from my daydreams: still ON

P.S.S; Guys can you do me a favor please? it takes less than 30 seconds I promise, go to the link bellow this and sign. Is a really important cause and they don't have many signatures. So please, do it for the animals not for me:S, or don't do it for the animals just sign. LESS THAN 30 SECONDS. I'll give cookies to the ones signing this.


http://www.animalsmatter.org/

"Together we'll move on, just don't turn around; Let the walls break down."

Would you rather?.

My mom has being waking me up like at 7am to go to the gym with her-.-.

But that's not the point. The thing is I FINALLY HAD A DREAM... It was a nightmare, but whatever:), it was a dream.

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Dream;
My aunt was having her birthday party on a cruise, so we all went. And the Jonas Brothers were playing, but they weren't famous, and I didn't speak to them in the whole dream xd, aheem, as I was saying... Suddenly there's something green in the windows and a giant octopus tries to kill us, so I ran out of the cruise to a near island with my family... But my mom stays in the cruise. So I was crying and trembling. But then my mom comes running to the island with us (If you were wondering, the Jonas died... I think 'cause they weren't in the island xd), and then we find like a house with without walls and you could see the sea, and the giant octopus was coming to kill us, it was just a matter of seconds and we started hugging and crying, and I didn't wanted my mom to be killed, like seriously I was just worried about her, so I woke up.
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So after I woke up I went to the living room with my mom and told her about my dream. But she interrupted me and start saying things like I had to stop eating and all those shits, and then my father joined the conversation, and at the end it all finished with them insulting me.

And seriously I don't know you guys. But at that point I began to question myself where I rather be..

In the nightmare or in real life?.


"Why you wear sunglasses in the home, when the sun went down about an hour ago?;... Life should not be that way."