The Irony of Lies, Make Me Smile I fell into bed, as perhaps did Isaac Newton, for that of gravity. Finally, I decided that my body would occupy the entire bed (him, send him to the couch). I realized that the elasticity in my legs left much to be desired and I began to remember the past. I remembered the day lies of the world began "delosadultos" my world.
After my mother scream, push, push, push ... and see the light. Came true, my world view "delsoadultos." Go with the little light, light should be dark, because I saw nothing. Just started to hands, shook me and hit me up if anything. They wanted to I told you, you just got here. Then came the stories ... god, none of them was true and today I think I sometimes pursued by the wolf.
Then came the issue of "I can go play?, okay, I was going to play but of course, my wrists half and half. These inanimate objects to which it was to feed, clothe and speak up and tell you not love them. No, I liked playing soccer, cowboys and Indians, cops and robbers, hide and seek, running paths, be an Indiana Jones, build huts to hide my world, and above all, climb the trees. Despite all the criticism he received, for my taste for games of "children" I ere ere that, and although sometimes it took me sweat and tears, never gave up my world. And one day I decided that maybe if I had a doll, leave me alone. Choose the doll, "Nancy" not anything special, but had a skiwear and that meant wearing trousers, simple and simple. Fencing followed my freedom ...
boys arrived, these creatures as monkeys, which like us girls, we looked and we found ...
also just came time to be "woman" for God to anger and punishment was and is still to me. Luckily they discovered the "Tampax" and saved part of my life. But it was also a big lie, they said they could ride a bike, go swimming, horseback riding, etc. Well if I had no bike, no swimming pool, river or sea, especially a horse anything.
Then came high school, college, and most important teacher, the man so handsome, so attentive, with that wonderful smile ... that one day he approaches you and asks you in your thinking (of course one would expect, I spent the whole class staring out the window, climb that tree, my world, my secrets). And I looked and said nothing, I thought I was dreaming, could not be fixed in me, always try to go unnoticed, clear as if I did not exist. And of course his smile, his voice insisting on talking to me, I decided that he was the man of my life. It should be handsome, sexy and all that. Until that day comes, which I have to share their conversations with another student. We were not him and me. And so, that after a time away from my tree, I turned to him. Now when I think in the Prof, I smile and I'm happy.
Despite all these lies, I was able to live my life, buy my tree and put my world on it. Until the day I decided to buy a coffee maker.
Yes, the famous Nespresso, I saw an ad on television than buying you took to George Cloneey and it is clear that the sky opened up for me. Well, I go to the store and ask for the coffee, the clerk very kindly taught me in various colors and I decide to black. The clerk very happy by selling me smile, I said the final price and I asked him where is Clooney, because I have a hurry and I can not wait long. The boy looks at me, thought while I'm weird and crazy aunt. But with professional education goes and says, very good joke, where is Clooney. He realizes that I am not laughing, and my face starts to contract, smoke me by the ears ... and I said, lady that's advertising. Advertising tells you, then stick with the damn coffee, I was rehearsing for an audition. I took that anger, dammit. I plopped down on the couch and hugged the control of the TV all day. Then came the night ... and me without my Clooney.
And when he was resigned to my traditional coffee, I fall back on the lie of Nespresso coffee, this time George Clooney was not alone, it came with John Malkovich and I thought, silly me, that maybe this time ... but neither I took Malkovich.
But now no matter the lies I soon will not be able to climb the tree, nor be Indiana Jones, the "Tampax" no longer have use for me, the teachers ... not part of me, then try to come to take care of them , and the coffee, I completely forget it, the traditional and Nespresso. Internal prohibit me coffee.
Too bad about George and John, would have been great. *
