This that you are going to read what I sent my friend Philippe and Paulo Coelho has written in his blog:
"All lovers, regardless of their sex, are advised that love, besides being a blessing, it is also extremely dangerous, unpredictable, which can cause serious damage. Therefore, he intends to love, be aware that you are exposing your body and soul to wounds of many different types, why could not blame their partner at any time, since both are equally at risk. "
This means that now I feel like I have come to get on a roof with a shotgun and the last record of Marta Sanchez, the disaster is complete. The truth is that I do not want a damn read things like this and I remember them. It's like when you're excited to buy a car is a philosopher cake and says "remember that you are likely to cripple estampes and stay in a collision. "
really ... I made a step forward in the gym. Always train with helmets because, although nobody believes me, I'm pretty shy and I can hardly talk to people who do not know. But today there was a guy working out and asked me to help you lift weight. The boy trains very well and at one point I dared to say that I am a little tired of training alone and that he trains as well, as you will see if we can train together so that one is more motivated. The boy said yes and well, at least a step for me, I always think I'm going to say no to everything.
insist another night in the fattening food (McDonalds today ... three burgers but Coca Cola Zero) and "Intimate Enemies" which comes out today is one that says Belén Esteban buzzed while this was buzzed Jesulín. And I feel great. Among other things because the presenter is committed to delivering shifts when it should distribute hosts and very reassuring because I know I have been lucky to not having a bullfighter pregnant.
I feel a little lonely and I think it's time to make someone happy. And I decide to give your latite Sam, last night in the end it came down to the Chinese. Therefore, I put it on a plate and sit beside me and look how happy he is eating that stuff that smells like feet. I'm sitting on the kitchen floor while Sam purrs and eats at a time with an anxiety who already like the mother of Hannah Montana and for the first time in days, I breathe a little quiet and I feel that things are calm, though still lacking a lot of things and although I refuse to listen to sing anything Robyn, at least for a while.
That is inevitable given a host is like saying that Nena's musical career has the same future that I make techno song. For those who do not know, sing like a bad dog. And the hosts hurt is a truth as a temple. And do not think you who wish to become a Bridget Jones with a mustache and penis. For nothing. I tell this because the only thing I do is write and because I have fear that it is something inside me and ends with Terelu facial expression Campos, between the shock and the bite.
I go to bed while listening to the TV pleading that "I cast shifts."
I wake up thinking someone is eating my mouth. And indeed so. Sam wants breakfast and decided to lick his whiskers until I wake up. On the other hand, remain undivided turn.
I look out the window and see that it's still raining, which is bad news, a bit like when you learn that Nawja Nimri will record another album. While the first meeting I am meeting a 50 Cent song that I like and get animated and everything. And is that music is becoming increasingly important to lift the spirits. And I raise it as a producer came with crappy black attitude, leaving them a bit misplaced. Especially since I say a lot, "Fuck yeah!".
I talk to my friend Juan Ramon (who is bored like a mushroom in a hotel in Barcelona) and say that I have vacuum terror weekend. And before he planned and ordered life a little, and that for a disaster like me, is very good. And suddenly I find that I do not know what to do. And I'm afraid. Juan Ramon tells me you have to go through that and that is a bitch but it's good because eventually you come out strengthened. Vanessa (the only woman to let him beat me repeatedly with a bag check) tells me that this weekend is going to put me out one night as I put it on and that we build. I literally said to Dust "these shirts with cleavage" because a male chest like mine is a magnet for adventure. And I have so eager for adventure as a polar bear I feel in the face. A polar bear Rosa de Benito, who comes to be the same thing but with blond highlights.
I am at dinner with Gus (the fashion me) in a VIPS and shock therapy tells me to put the magazine in front and say HELLO to María José Campanario the evil that is going to die. WhatsApp also tells me that if this does not work can Bershka dress me an entire month. To fear, I decide verbally stoned José María. Afternoon
phoning me and tell me the dates of shooting of my participation in the Web series "Alone with Chola." I talk about my character and gives me a little giggling. I think it can be fun but once again gives me stage fright, but I fix it with a chocolate palm tree, a bollicao and a frappuccino. Every time I'm closer to Britney Spears.
I have another meeting in the afternoon with the publisher of my books and tell them I'm as locked in the new novel. I explain that I'm as confused as Justin Bieber trapped in a revolving door and my editor in chief puts his hand to his mouth as understanding the horror on which I installed. I said that I worry that the inspiration comes alone. As already is late, dammit. At the same time, and if by grace, I have an idea for a new book and when I get home I tell Sam to look at me to "Do not latite? Do not care. " And with that, he gets up and goes to pee.
I am very grateful for the support to this new section and, for now, I'll tell you all what happens to me Monday through Thursday at nine o'clock at night. And I say I'm not Bridget Jones (I have turned much more thighs) but if you read this nonsense helps someone like me, because with this and I give paid.
Next Monday will tell you how I survived so week (because before this I had plans for the order), if in the end I went to see Piranha 3D (which I've seen it but I'd love to see) or if I have been stuck at home learning to cook and therefore, the kitchen has exploded and lesbian neighbors up and tried to break my legs with a nice key karate.
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