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is Saturday and is 5 pm ... week after a fuck, walk up and down with too much work, too many parties, social gatherings and a few hours of sleep ... too much abuse as always ... at last I have some free time and just beginning to digest one of those stories that do not go unnoticed, you shake a little at first and then you do lose a little balance and force you to look carefully where you are stepping into the path of life. A friend arrived and greeted me as always we got to shoot with the ball in basketball, after a few minutes turns, stares at me and thinking the right words to drop a thought in the air ... finally regurgitated ideas crudely: "What do you think? Daniela died ...". I take the ball, put me in position, fluid motion ankles knees elbows shoulders y. .. my hands and not complete successfully shot as my brain processes information ... and begin to remember anything ...

almost a year now, when we rehearsed 3 or 4 times a week with the band, they told me "wise?" We have fans "... first boat I laugh, I did not pay much attention until days after the roof while rehearsing some songs from Strokes, beckoned me to the Martinez brothers peep me and there were ... two girls turning up and down the street ... days later invited them to spend ... then it was common to find them "accidentally" on the street and get to chat a little, girls were good vibes but the point was that they were just sooo girls: 15 and 16 respectively ... kaons those fanning me on purpose most Daniela, but no ... perhaps because they had more viable prospects (and legal) in mind ... or will have been the look of your Pa when suddenly happened and we saw any of us talking to their offspring look like hehehehe "I saw them their children) @ + @ 8 &`~"... as the thing was merely friendly. Time passed, the work we began to bury me and the other guitarist and the tests became more and more scarce, and only one conversation in the messenger was what I had contact with this girl ... was not my best friend or anything, but the news of knowing that is no longer among us, who not long before we had talked, which was only 17 and I was stunned to get so by the suddenness of the news.

The truth of my experiences with deaths of family are almost nil, thank God my family both paternal and maternal side has suffered almost no casualties in the time of my life, but if I have played several quite sudden deaths of people very young, people with whom you spoke and convivia regularly and so out of nowhere ... so well ... is over. The first thing I remember Paul was my guy in the secondary ... shot by a cholo on the business of wool ... that shit ... and another shook me most was a guy with whom I played football on a Friday afternoon to the news of his death the following Monday before members of the team ... be the captain of the team sucks!

My girlfriend tells me I'm in my comfort zone, nothing worries me too and my problems are almost no problems lol, my buddy the manteka really talking about our life is very nearly a paradise and complain mother is as mint good luck we have ... however, I can not help feeling that I want more! If they are, the man is ambitious and always want more ... I think it is a basic characteristic of our human condition. Anyway, this kind of news meet the purpose of shaking off a bit and remind my plans to do so long term because I have not purchased life, rethinking the work less and enjoy more ... and most importantly for me is. .. overcome fears and limitations ... do the things you want the way you want without fear stop you ... not afraid of anything! without fear of death! THIS IS SPARTA !!!!!!!

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In life there are always choices, sometimes you close and do not see them but there they are. Several ways to solve a problem, several ways to respond to a question (simple, complex, correct, incorrect, the graceful, castor bean, the squirrel, etc.), various forms of conveying an idea, several roads or paths to reach the same destination, etc.. In my case, in very different times trying different routes to get to the heart of the respective girl who was ... say ... the object of my affection in their respective times, always ending in dead end and I wondered, "So that way the hell so if I go nowhere?". While logically I will not take the same path twice (because I will not reach the same destination ... obviously!), I must admit that the routes generally had a certain resemblance, were on the same field, had similar latitudes. .. even to the tangent to each other, giving me a feeling of "Ah cab.r.. o. .. gee, like that neighborhood known me "and finally ending in the same Dead-End. culprit is largely !*+"ºmoral compass I have ... always points to the B (good) ... and so go where you go pa me disoriented and ended up moving in the same direction ... have blamed my parents for giving me such a compass JA!.

course I always knew that there were other ways, I'm not so blind or so stupid ... but my internal programming nature and would not let me try, as if a voice in my head told me "The dark side OK you should not! ... because as Yoda express my mind?". However, a good day I got out of the highways, of marked trails and acquaintances ... and when I realized I was about the free Kaon! Ni account gave me step-by accident, or thought I did not plan far ... and the truth ... the dark side has many advantages mwahahahahaha!! so, going by the Free-Wey ... if Wey! The net the trigger for this was the pissed off ... if pissed off ... This feeling that warms your insides and your trial clouds, as on other occasions the girl he wanted me to fly control porridge ... I pisses me off, I forget what reason being, I instinctively look around, close to find her friend, 2 or 3 days after us to be "facilitators" (-condition to become easy-) with friends, many women dislike of me to mention that I like it. And so, without so many fees, no rodeo both without much traffic to get where it (which is always bad when too many dudes want to get to where it, nobody moves and all are clogged, but that's another story), without so many mixed signals on the way ... I was in the Free, not knowing whither it would not really care had not set a specific destination.

Thus began a cycle for a while was repeated several times ... looking for something "good", he did not ... and circulating a while back one of these paths moral jejejeje distracted. Sometime in the house of a guy asked me what is your record in a pickup ... they do not know if it falls within the category link, but it was a couple of hours, as certain girl accept 3rd time out with me to remove me in the last minute ... the truth and they were shit! ps obvious and it pisses me off, one thing led to another and a couple of hours later in a den of the city was well into Mugrelia kiss and kiss ... "Dancing" with a working company of my buddy The Termite ... but honestly that no longer can be called dance.

Most curious of all and my friends have been as lokas to tell me that's not true ... is that when we came and threw me off whenever the mother was worth me ... what was going ... I do not like to admit it, but these women are not treated well, in fact treated as virtual objects ... a "want or do not to hell", and in each of the occasions they were still looking for me and eventually I who zafaba of a situation that I liked. So that you see of "treat them badly" in movies, series and some other song, it works? I do not think to generalize because not all are equal ... but statistically speaking 99% worked more than the bully approach that want to bring cool, being a gentleman here, doing things romantic etc etc ... In the end, I still do not know ... the empirical study is invalid because the official was not carried out under the same conditions ... I guess the only way that could validate would be if you had a time machine: select test subject 'EVA', trying to conquer the method EVA A. .. back in time and try to method B. .. objectively compare results, proceed to compare hypotheses with different control subject over and over and over and over and over y. .. Who sold me a time machine !!!???

personally do not think it works the method A-La-bully with any girl ... and to my dismay when a woman likes me for real I can not treat it like that ... quite the opposite, which makes me susceptible to who gets fucked me hehehehehe.

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Well if ... I've fallen on account of a harsh and unforgiving reality: Blog writing or dies soon hopelessly in the sands of oblivion. The net'm still not ready to disappear this small space ideas inconsistencies and poorly organized, so I must take at an early emergency strategy and I'm going to steal the style of my blogger friend "the bee" and write more light so that gives me time to write at least a minimum of 1 time per week lol, but if not send me no organized and disciplined a short term or over here or over there and she can not do anything ... in fact it should apply the discipline and organization to more aspects of life ... hehehe But the blog will be as of the first experiments in this regard.

recap a bit, the last time I wrote I was still working in the hotel company to call ... not ... Motel-Inn, after 1 year of working in the company felt it was time to talk a little with my boss, see where my efforts would be directed in the short and medium term, growth expectations and it seemed a good idea to raise the possibility of a possible increase ... then NO! I got out of the cloud and not to make a long story short I said something like "The current situation is difficult ... most likely not possible", but damn ... minimum likelihood that left me, that candle of hope that maybe if ... and hold a while longer. Honestly, from that day forward began to accumulate dropwise a sense of job stagnation, not bad verbal recognition from time to time, "good job", "okay, follow echandole win as usual", " managers we are proud to have a team so efficient, responsible, hardworking bla bla bla bla "but when it is just that and is not shown neither in your salary or your growth ... instead of recognition and is perceived as brainwashing ... and maybe it is.

Well ya, I'm getting into territory Squirrel and no big deal, just months after I felt that I would not go nowhere, raise your hand with my friends to express my desire for a change of scenery and a week and had 3 options to change jobs .. . Another advantage of having a load of friends lol. So for 1 month I am no longer worker-Inn Motel.

Currently I have a working chiiiiingo between normal and extra projects, but the pay is so much better I'm not complaining, for such a shortage of spare time I've neglected the blog ... Well that and spending time with the bride have to re-structure the use of my time.

The inversion of which I spoke a couple of months ago is now a reality, so at least I'll give baby steps toward the goal of financial independence ... my money has generated almost 1000 dollars in 2 weeks has invested Yuhuuuuu! I know that is not a millionaire, but it is an improvement of 40 pesos which gave me my money in the bank interest HA! Speaking of banks ... yesterday my mom made me see that you were charged as 1000 pesos in cash! and see why ... pisses me off enough ... is that like 3 weeks ago to deposit in your account 70 000 pesos in cash ... and damn! and can not even put money in the bank without being taxed by it ... are shit! there is no other word, are CHIN-GA-DE-RAS ... if before it was favored to keep my wool in the mattress of my house, now I am more than convinced ... fucking banks charge for everything, tell you that your money is safe with them, the only certainty is that you're going to screw a piece of cake every time and how many ways can they occur. Jijos of his! ª \\ what a bitch is loaded in a subject. Suffered by winning the top notes, machetes as they could, asking here and there or asking for help to study ... also came to give them to use alternative methods also known as cheating lol.

In a good percentage ... these are the charges clown anyway ... the grave and a headstone his name had simply refused to fall into it.

I never happened to me, I will not give the recipe for academic success, for purposes of post I will focus only on one issue: to make the 10's (read dieceses) work for you. A bastard ... this is possible? I worked hard to achieve a 10 ... How the hell the 10 works for me? Easy, you get one fuck at the beginning and your first 2 or 3 jobs and tasks are impeccable, one or two exams also without fault, then ... then you can apply the fame created and cast to sleep. And the teacher know you like that select group of elite geek, you already have contacts between the league nerd ... you can leave the athletes to go with a cast or cholillos chaos but it is marked as the brain. Your work will only be as good as that of your partner ... but you got 8 and 10 ... dog walk! Your first lesson in life is not fair ... the teacher and you see with different eyes (good as long as pederast is not the dude) and even makes a blind eye minor errors at the time of examination. And chingaste! The 10's working for you ... and cause you to take more dieceses which is a virtuous circle ... This was the point of all this stuff: it is better skill than strength, it is better brain than muscle, you better ... good and understood.

But what do we do now? And we leave school ... Q. 'who the hell we used to know that? The important thing is the principle of the matter ... some thought to how to generate the same virtuous circle, really took some time thinking about this whole thing ... feeling in the belly that life as a paid employee ... no ... I do not block at all ... vouchers to the mother company will pay you the minimum to keep you happy or less, the less you win your win over top and as they have the power that's not going to change, overtime or super stress that you can assign no value but the day you can not "comply" to stay several overtime to finish something you'll be labeled as a bad ... or bad worker. And as several of my friends have found in the flesh ... arrive any day and you say "mate, thanks for participating ... fare thee well ... somewhere else. " Returning to the cheap philosophy, if he had previously worked as a black to get 10 and others whose 10's worked for them ... Now would be the equivalent in the real world? The answer is money ... as then you can work as black for some money to give yourself or others can ensure that money work for you and throw the snowball that little grows slowly and encourage the virtuous circle of the speaker. Hehehehe seems that then I will wash the coconut to get one of those famous "pyramids" where all are rich lol, but no ... when assembling the perfect scam the recruits as accomplices but nothing yet. The only problem with this is that your money makes money, is to raise enough money to really "work" is not something that people do commonly ... and less in Mexico. It seems cultural issue debt until the end of your days subscriptions and pay little ones ... for stringing you richer.

In my opinion everyone has their priorities and what they do or do not do it is their problem, but the net I see many of my friends and spending and spending ... money or even have yet, and thus wasting more money in the form of credit and interest that come with it ... ps like I said each his own. I personally do not want to buy a new car ... pay the holdings, services, put him sound, wheels and other goodies so that when finished not be worth paying a third of the total investment. There are many examples but the same principle, in general spend a lot of things that end up worthless, and really bad spent half his life working in underpaid to afford them.

Well, I'm up to the mother, work and work and the feeling of living a "media peppers," they say. She will say it is true, but I've had some talks with some women of Sparta ... good to maintain your anonymity we will call "Ariana of Greece" (this will cause me problems with my girlfriend ... I'm sure hehehe), she helped me identify something I already knew on a subconscious level in recent years and know at a conscious level gave me the push I needed ... Over the past 2 years I knew I was saving money for "something" ... I know that. Now I have

clear that putting my money work for me to generate more money will be my goal in the short to medium term, my first step was to convince my parents to invest me in Cetes, so we will not win a fortune ... but will give us "free" without lifting a finger a few thousand bucks a month ... not much, but who will give them away! That's the chingon pal cetes has enough capital: for example, who invests a million dollars a year later received 9% interest on their investment which translates into 90 000 pesos ... you won without sweating a drop or work to anyone, or that was my annual salary when he worked in government! If you leave that money and earnings are reinvested in 7 years already have 2 million, etc, etc.

That is the plan cortito, after gathering some wool over my Pa's rush to invest in their own business and I mind my own business ... probably real estate ... demons! To make the offer of my father working with his trailer sounds tempting ... win as 30 000 per month ... work for me and take a vacation or rest when I want is good ... but for someone like me who does not like walking on the road would be too hard for it to be profitable. But that's the point, as you can throw me to do something else but my own .... The sensible thing would be making the transition gradually, getting a better job, continue saving for a certain time and one hand to manage what I have, but in one of those completely abandoned wage side ...

So that is the Master Plan! Now I have the seed, now have to see if the tree bears fruit. 'll Let you know when you make the first million jajajajajaja ... say it is the hardest.