Vice.

I have a lot of bad habits,

I like the beer, the cigarrettes, the books, the food, the life, the night, the day, the sun, the moon, I love breath!.

I think that everything is a bad habit.

Everything hurt us.

Every little thing bring us the death. 

The entire life is a unlimited way to died.

A poem...

"Get Drunk

Always be drunk.
That's it!
The great imperative!
In order not to feel
Time's horrid fardel
bruise your shoulders,
grinding you into the earth,
Get drunk and stay that way.
On what?
On  wine, poetry, virtue, whatever.
But get drunk.
And if you sometimes happen to wake up
on the porches of a palace,
in the green grass of a ditch,
in the dismal loneliness of your own room,
your drunkenness gone or disappearing,
ask the wind,
the wave,
the star,
the bird,
the clock,
ask everything that flees,
everything that groans
or rolls
or sings,
everything that speaks,
ask what time it is;
and the wind,
the wave,
the star,
the bird,
the clock
will answer you:
"Time to get drunk!
Don't be martyred slaves of Time,
Get drunk!
Stay drunk!
On wine, virtue, poetry, whatever!"".

(Charles Baudelaire).

My Role model?

I do not have a rol model, and I hope I'll never have it.

Because I don't want to follow, admire or believe in someone else. Someone other than me.

I don't want to live looking around me, and searching for someone outside.

Dreaming about her/his jobs ("The microbiology in the year of the cocoa", "Fisiology of a Platelmint", "A sick cat", "The magnificent sea world", by example) Thinking a lot about her/his life (He/She was born in a warm hotel room, he/she was a prodigy child, receiving the nobel... etc). 

I wish to be my own role model, despite the mistakes.

I'm so stupid!, I don't know why I'm doing this.

Maybe was more easy imagine and invented a person to forgot later, but I don't wanna lie, I don't wanna lie to the only person who read this stupid blog (Even in this little things).

So... my role model is no one.

(Her/his Picture)

But...

I really love (nowdays) my career, is difficult and stressing, but I know that someday I could say: "That was for something, and something is now".

I enjoy the subjects. And they are very instructive and useful for my future and current life.

I'm full of hopes, about me, about the fate.

Well, that's all beloved Madafacars.

Major?

I will major on something related with sheep.

I love the sheep, what can I tell?

They are so cutes, mellow, foamy, spongy, fluffy.
And Gives us wool (I'll hope to do something with it).
Also I'm thinking about the llamas or vicuñas, or alpacas, something like that. But the sheep are my favorite.
Perhaps what Gandhi said: " One step at a time is enough for me '. Is my slogan.

I don't think a lot about the future, I live and think a lot about the present.

Kitty&Edu.

The topic this week was "A photograph I like".

And this is my favorite pic.

My brother and my dog are on it.

(Before the decease of my dog).

I don't know if are words to describe the hole in my chest, 

I don't know nothing about the death,

I only hope that she's ok.

I miss that daughter of the devil.

I took this picture, 3-4 days before she dies, less than a year ago.

And remember me a lot of things about the past, about my life, about my questions, about my answers.

In this photo my past is resumed.