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thecatintheryeFor each one that I take, I buy a cat. Not a living feline, of course xD (poor Tebas, I don't think he would like to be but the only child that purrs) A miniature one or a plush.Sometimes both.There's a giant wooden one which was brought by my mother when Johan died (my old laptop.Still angsty, since I lost a lot of what I wrote and I'm still slightly sad since I could re-write very little the last time I did the Nano) and a golden one that she gave me for when I take the FCE.
That two were expensive.Not so much as a new computer, my grandma pointed it but far much more of what I usually spent in my kitties:twenty pesos.But having in consideration the economical crisis in my country=things are costing more and more as the days go by, I'm flexible until we reach the thirty or so~(the craft fair in El tigre is great to find my treasures <3)
However, I failed at three exams last call.Okay, two but I didn't try with the third one after failing two, since I can only afford that rights (one hundred and twenty pesos each one) in December. Which means that I needed three cats.Since I don't consider this first part of the semester heavy as the last (and let's not forget that I will be writing the Nano and preparing myself to take again these two failed exams,ugh), I went on shopping to find something pretty. But...no cats.
I didn't want them since I was still annoyed for my failures and I decided to try something different: notebooks.Of paper xD For my translations:I started two news from french to spanish and I re-took another.Since I do this to practice languages, I use old papers to write:expired agendas of Lidia/my siblings or cousins, old exercise books from school and torn pages of each one, even unfinished/never touched account books that Nono had for his capital. Of course, this source had to run out soon or later and that happened the last monday, to be exact.
I could have waited for the next weekend to go with Lidia to the aforementioned craft fair and buy with her a handmade one with hippy draws and ecological paper but I was feeling impatient and I thought that since it was a present to myself, it would be just fine to do what I wanted and when I wanted.I didn't consider that I may hit a wall of fashion in something so shallow as the appearance of a notebook.
Just when the classes started a few months ago I hated that I bought an offer of ten notebooks with paperback cover a year before and that I wouldn't really need new ones of the pretties I found at the shop where I buy my pens.
(Likes:recycling.Doesn't like:buying useless things just because.This isn't Uranus even when I wished it was when I learned about Glee's coming soon season)
So...I asked in different places.Nothing good enough to satisfy me.Black and boring notebooks like the ones I have for College.I decided to go back to the place where I got my new irl journal like two weeks ago:a naif but fun thing with colored spots and illustrated pages.I remembered they had other ones with shoes, hearts and french logos. Three, which was the number of notebooks that I needed and each one at the price of twenty pesos. It fit,so I went to that shop, the last one in my list anyways, since I don't live in a big city.
Sadly, the woman on charge didn't seem to know what the hell I was asking for.Lucky for me, I insisted after pointing at the box from where her lovely daughter had show me the notebooks once but she took such a bad attitude that I also decided that I wouldn't buy her anything else.Coming home I thought that it would be easier if I could buy at wholesale ten or twenty notebooks next year, after saving some money, specially if it was a national company.So, once I unwrapped my new notebooks, I took a look at the editorial to search for the name at the Google...
...
...
And here is the reason for me to write such a boring entry:The name?Which one was?
...Gato Garabato lol Spanish for young learners?
Gato=cat.
Garabatois not important but=doodle.
So...I bought a non literal cat even when I said that I wouldn't.I had to sit after I understood such thing lol I mean...LoL
Lena still feels like if someone had just trolled her ._. But WHO and WHY?!
The Universe wants me insane, apparently.
This (sort of things happened to me before, but...) reminded me of Bringing out the dead by Connelly.The repetitions are far much scary than the dead people in the novel and you end up wondering what is real and what is an hallucination of the drunk and emotionally ill main character.He keeps seeing this girl that he couldn't save in certain patiends or sometimes just walking, dressed just as in the way she was when she died.Just one of his ghosts:I also laughed at a short memory where he was helping to a man, they accidentally ended in the morgue and each dead guy in the tables had the general appearance of his patient.Even this last asked worriedly if he was dead and the paramedic couldn't answer him, since he didn't know what the hell was happening either.
And Magnolia.Quoting the Wikipedia, since there is said better of what I could write:
17-year-old Sydney Barringer attempts suicide by jumping off the roof of his apartment building; he is accidentally shot by his mother as he falls past his apartment window. His parents often threatened each other with a shotgun, which was kept unloaded. Sydney loaded the gun hoping they would kill one another. A newly-installed netting for window washers would have saved Sydney's life.
Oh, let's do not forget to Parker, from Gordon Pym.He suggested in first place that one of the last survivors of a ship should serve as food to the others.But once he took out his straw, it was the shorter one and Parker got killed by his own awful idea.
That two were expensive.Not so much as a new computer, my grandma pointed it but far much more of what I usually spent in my kitties:twenty pesos.But having in consideration the economical crisis in my country=things are costing more and more as the days go by, I'm flexible until we reach the thirty or so~(the craft fair in El tigre is great to find my treasures <3)
However, I failed at three exams last call.Okay, two but I didn't try with the third one after failing two, since I can only afford that rights (one hundred and twenty pesos each one) in December. Which means that I needed three cats.Since I don't consider this first part of the semester heavy as the last (and let's not forget that I will be writing the Nano and preparing myself to take again these two failed exams,ugh), I went on shopping to find something pretty. But...no cats.
I didn't want them since I was still annoyed for my failures and I decided to try something different: notebooks.Of paper xD For my translations:I started two news from french to spanish and I re-took another.Since I do this to practice languages, I use old papers to write:expired agendas of Lidia/my siblings or cousins, old exercise books from school and torn pages of each one, even unfinished/never touched account books that Nono had for his capital. Of course, this source had to run out soon or later and that happened the last monday, to be exact.
I could have waited for the next weekend to go with Lidia to the aforementioned craft fair and buy with her a handmade one with hippy draws and ecological paper but I was feeling impatient and I thought that since it was a present to myself, it would be just fine to do what I wanted and when I wanted.I didn't consider that I may hit a wall of fashion in something so shallow as the appearance of a notebook.
Just when the classes started a few months ago I hated that I bought an offer of ten notebooks with paperback cover a year before and that I wouldn't really need new ones of the pretties I found at the shop where I buy my pens.
(Likes:recycling.Doesn't like:buying useless things just because.This isn't Uranus
So...I asked in different places.Nothing good enough to satisfy me.Black and boring notebooks like the ones I have for College.I decided to go back to the place where I got my new irl journal like two weeks ago:a naif but fun thing with colored spots and illustrated pages.I remembered they had other ones with shoes, hearts and french logos. Three, which was the number of notebooks that I needed and each one at the price of twenty pesos. It fit,so I went to that shop, the last one in my list anyways, since I don't live in a big city.
Sadly, the woman on charge didn't seem to know what the hell I was asking for.Lucky for me, I insisted after pointing at the box from where her lovely daughter had show me the notebooks once but she took such a bad attitude that I also decided that I wouldn't buy her anything else.Coming home I thought that it would be easier if I could buy at wholesale ten or twenty notebooks next year, after saving some money, specially if it was a national company.So, once I unwrapped my new notebooks, I took a look at the editorial to search for the name at the Google...
...
...
And here is the reason for me to write such a boring entry:The name?Which one was?
...Gato Garabato lol Spanish for young learners?
Gato=cat.
Garabato
So...I bought a non literal cat even when I said that I wouldn't.I had to sit after I understood such thing lol I mean...LoL
Lena still feels like if someone had just trolled her ._. But WHO and WHY?!
The Universe wants me insane, apparently.
This (sort of things happened to me before, but...) reminded me of Bringing out the dead by Connelly.The repetitions are far much scary than the dead people in the novel and you end up wondering what is real and what is an hallucination of the drunk and emotionally ill main character.He keeps seeing this girl that he couldn't save in certain patiends or sometimes just walking, dressed just as in the way she was when she died.Just one of his ghosts:I also laughed at a short memory where he was helping to a man, they accidentally ended in the morgue and each dead guy in the tables had the general appearance of his patient.Even this last asked worriedly if he was dead and the paramedic couldn't answer him, since he didn't know what the hell was happening either.
And Magnolia.Quoting the Wikipedia, since there is said better of what I could write:
17-year-old Sydney Barringer attempts suicide by jumping off the roof of his apartment building; he is accidentally shot by his mother as he falls past his apartment window. His parents often threatened each other with a shotgun, which was kept unloaded. Sydney loaded the gun hoping they would kill one another. A newly-installed netting for window washers would have saved Sydney's life.
Oh, let's do not forget to Parker, from Gordon Pym.He suggested in first place that one of the last survivors of a ship should serve as food to the others.But once he took out his straw, it was the shorter one and Parker got killed by his own awful idea.
