to think hard ... go so!
In recent months I have been under a load of pressure to learn all I can, work, emotionally and culturally ...
Again I left my blog and not because he wants to, but because I feel that I have dried out ideas ... and today is one of those days that I decided to retake it because it feels very well end up an entry and realize what you feel and mean ... and often does not dare.
This post does not cover a specific topic, just it's just what's in my head, pretend to be just immersed in the sea of \u200b\u200bmy neurons (enough drugged because I threw some pills, so enjoy the travel) and they will find all sorts of thoughts and I needed to write.
There is something I shit in my life too cotidianda, toooooda awakening begins with the weba the world in the morning, change my attitude a grim smile and realize that there are a lot of bitter people that insists on the smile off my face ... There is nothing more unpleasant (and do not let me lie) to smile at someone or something kindly ask that you respond as if they'd muddy excemento in the face ... I just do not understand those people who keeps putting geta to everyone, I wonder what they earn? Do you feel fulfilled? Would you like to catharsis of his problems with people who have an optimistic attitude? I do not know ... I sincerely want to join the club of bitter ... But I must admit that I can ruin a moment of happiness with their smell Getae of _______ (fill in the blanck).
Such people inadvertently got me thinking (very loosely) on the famous phrase "Money can not buy happiness." The other day, I went with my boyfriend in the car and do not know why, we started to talk about money and its relationship to happiness, and I sadly realized that Toodoo has to do with money.
Here I put some everyday examples that may sound familiar to them might cause or bring me a capitalist pig (all are less than the Communists JA!):
a) A person with cancer: who is most possibilities of saving? Which family will have a little more tranquil? which patient will suffer less? With each other without wool or wool?
b) your car breaks down, you have wool, you buy another, do not have wool sacrifice other things and fix it ...
Other examples to demonstrate how money makes us happy:
a) A wey is very much in love, is happy to have his girlfriend, but AJAAAA! to see, you need money to eat and walk home to the passage, for gasoline, for anything! Money is BASIC, if not, it is without seeing it and then it is not so happy, (even for the virtual love you need to pay a computer and the internet).
b) A child poor, their only happiness in the year is to receive a ball Playful TV Azteca. What needs to fulfill his dream? Someone decides to donate money to buy that ball. Net money needed ...
And so I can continue with a thousand examples of why we need the money, we ... I'm not finding the black, because the money has been created religions, cultures, wars, political and economic systems and the lack of this good, always generate conflict.
No way, money is a necessary evil that brings great wealth. And now I know many will disagree with my thinking, but seek not discuss it, everyone has their respectable opinion, just for me, yesterday, today and always money going to move to humans and the world, and those who consider otherwise, show me the technique to live without money, I think many are going to thank him.
Moving on, health is an undeniable value and now I watch how I run. The reason? I do not know. I guess the body eventually becomes all Malpaso, day by day.
I started almost two years with irritable bowel syndrome, hence the gastritis was immediate. I changed my eating habits to contrarreestar symptoms and I did. But what happened? Well I'm not consistent, and now all I have time to take care of these conditions that have made me spend several sleepless nights ... If you know what i mean! Also in April I was diagnosed with ovarian cysts do not know how to go about it, because well I have no money, I'm afraid to go to the doctor and they tell me I'm wrong. I know it's a stupid reason to think that going to the doctor is the solution to cure any ailment, but my fear is that I feel I have something more serious and I have no money for treatment. Not only that, it would have to go check colitis, gastritis, ovaries, heart, and I hope the list will not be lengthened over time.
not want to go. It definitely scares me stand in front of a doctor and I say you have this, take this this and this. The worst thing is that now my habits are changing for the worse. I have no time to exercise. Daily I wake up at 6 am to leave my house 6:45 a.m. (when my time of entry to work is 8:30, reason for leaving so early? "DAMN TRAFFIC !!!), at work I spend sitting in front to a computer (my eyes every time he suffers more and not to mention the blood circulation in my legs using 10-cm heels like every day). Meal time turns into a feast, and that anxiety and stress bank to buy me a chocolate, or a steady rest to satisfy my endorphin levels momentarily. At night I come home on average at 8 pm (DAMN TRAFFIC) and all I want is sleep. I can not do exercise at night because I get very active and do not sleep, and if not I sleep at 10:30 pm the next day there is no way I'm up at 6:00 am.
Weekends are a special case. They are the only days I can sleep and socialize. But that too will end within the next 4 months, and this Friday I started a seminary degree that I will take every Friday from 6 to 10 pm and Saturday from 9 to 2, so I wonder: When will I see my boyfriend, my friends, my family, sleeping, exercising, writing, reading, English classes and all that I want to do and life just does not? If at least earn a little more, could enroll in a gym near work, go to the doctor, do something to help me get through the day, but even that ... definitely very difficult case.
I know there are many people living circumstances much worse than mine, somehow I know I'm lucky, but hell, it's horrible to think that you work for illness, and above all, gives courage to have killed both in college scholarships for earn less than the girl, do not believe it's frustrating??
And yet, above all, do everything to have the best attitude to life and that nothing improves.
But hey, I'm tired of complaining and I will stay with the only thing that has helped me through these months: dream.
Bedtime is certainly the time I value most in my life. This is where I can be someone else, traveling to see friends I see that centuries ago, walking through a garden full of flowers, flying, slap those I have done something, talk to God, feel happy, feel lost, ah ... I love dreaming.
So well, after that, wait for my next post on my dreams, it will be very pleasant to write about it.
And either way, to give that life is not free hahahaha!
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