-Metale la cancleta! pero métasela ya! p q la gente vea q ud es un hombre! y q no le tiene miedo a nada!
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-Lléguele a las birras! y acuérdese q ud maneja d regreso... Como q no? ya va a ver q sí!... Vé q si puede! Ya me hubiera decepcionado si no sale hijo d su tata...
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-Qué es la vara? t da miedo? X su culpa vamos a llegar a la hora del burro! no ve q vamos al paso d la tortuga! ráyelos!!! fijo no viene nada! y sino, tiene la curva p reaccionar!
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-Q no ve, q no ve! echele la culpa a la niebla por la pendejada! Déle, déle!
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domingo, enero 21, 2007
sábado, enero 20, 2007
Cuando uno menos busca las cosas... ahí es donde aparecen
Es un hecho, no c si por influencia de Murphy, las estrellas o Diosito; pero desde q salí de mi antiguo trabajo he tenido 3 ofertas, la última hecha hace 2 días, mientras estaba d vacaciones (una d las razones d mi ausencia virtual). Esa última oferta es la q más q me ha gustado... (tal vez x el hecho d q nunca había considerado -en serio- trabajar en una ONG)
Q mal q no vaya a aceptar.
Q bien q siga mi camino.
:D
Q mal q no vaya a aceptar.
Q bien q siga mi camino.
:D
lunes, enero 01, 2007
---tengo un buen presentimiento---
"Unwritten"
I am unwritten, can't read my mind, I'm undefined
I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
Oh, oh, oh
I break tradition, sometimes my tries, are outside the lines
We've been conditioned to not make mistakes, but I can't live that way
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
The rest is still unwritten
The rest is still unwritten
Oh, yeah, yeah
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