What do you like the most of your dog?

I've Been Thinking a Lot I'm not a spiritual or reflective person, but over the years I've noticed I'm not enjoying Christmas or New Year celebrations. It also made me think about possible causes for this lack of interest to celebrate a new year coming, so I went to my room and I started reflecting about it. I found out that it was because I was living a life I'm no longer familiar with. I just realized I'd left my objectives and my plans for my life in a standby, moreover I noticed that my attitude towards some situations such as my job and my family wasn't the greatest. Then, I made a decision and I told myself I was going to change my attitude to a more positive one. However, it's been challenging. Changing the attitude that you've kept for more than a decade isn't an easy task to fulfill, nonetheless it doesn't mean it's impossible and as time passes by I'm sure I'll get to be the person I want to become as well as reaching the goals I've set up for my future to become a happier and more confident about myself.

My Biggest Fear When I was a kid I used to be really weak. I mean, my immune system wasn't the best at its job and because of that I spent a lot of time going to hospitals and being checked by doctors very often, or at least more than an average child would do. My trips to the hospital usually followed the same routine: I was in pain so a doctor checked me and a painful procedure would ensue the process to make me feel better. I also remember this time when a doctor almost takes out my appendix out of no reason just because he wanted the money. Another experience like that happened because I hurt my foot and the doctor actually solved half of the problem and I had to go back so he could finish the work by parts. Adding another experience to the list, I had this experience with one of the nurses while I was donating blood. She was telling me how to introduce the needle into my vein in a really indifferent way, and when I tried to plug the needle, I accidentally broke my vein and I ended up covering me and the nurse with my blood. Another terrible experience I went through with doctors and hospitals was when I was younger. I remember playing around in a garden when I suddenly woke up on a hospital gurney sorrounded by very bright lights, some tubes and 5 human-like figures. The tallest one of them looked at me in the eye and said "Nurse #8, I think he's waking up. Plug one of the red tubes further over here..." Then my vision started to blurr and I passed out again. That was my first surgery ever. I was so scared when I woke up, and I don't remember much details about it, but I was really scared. In summary, I got a lot of bad experiences at the hospital. I don't like to get sick and specially I hate going to the doctor. It makes me feel uneasy and I think the hospital has a gruesome environment that doesn't provide you with the correct environment to heal. Moreover, I developed a surgery fobia, which isn't letting me rest until I get the confirmation I won't need surgery this time. I'm sick and I don't know what do I have yet. I just hope I can get well as fast as possible. Meanwhile, I guess I must continue diving through my fever dreams where I go to Andromeda using a spaceship controlled my antibiotics blisters.

Outra Noite com Insônia! Eu termino sempre rebolando na cama, indo de um lado ao outro, até o amanhecer. Eu acordo às 4 da manhã, e é difícil ter as energias necessárias para começar o dia com uma boa atitude se você dormir só 4 horas. Esse é o meu problema, não adianta ir para a cama cedo, nem dá para me relaxar com sons da natureza o de chuva no telhado. Até tentei imaginar ovelhas pulando sobre o cercado. Um dia resolvi para sair do meu quarto e só olhar para as estrelas, eu comecei a procurar formas nelas e até cores diferentes. Eu nunca tinha enxergado algo assim, belo, longe, diminuto porém fiquei dormido quando eu só queria contemplar as estrelas a noite toda.

The Promise I was free today, I didn't go to work because all offices were closed. The city seemed deserted and without the common traffic in the area the picture changed from a crowded dirty-looking city to a ghost town. It's not that I don't like days off, but this kind of days remind me of my grandfather. He had a van filled with cactuses and other plants, and he used to take me around the city to sell them. He also told me stories along the way, so I had a great time selling plants across the city. I remember this time when it was almost 6:00 PM so the sun was starting to set on the horizon, and my grandfather took us to a field where we could rest and eat some ice cream. Then, he make me promise him I was going to be a positive and happy person no matter what. I thought that was too unrealistic to promise that, however regardless of how I regarded it at first, I still made the promise. Currently, it is the only thing that has been cheering me up in these days. In fact, being positive is a hard task for some people, even so just pretending you are seems to make a great difference around you, thus making changes on the situation you're currently in.

L'ocell vermell. Avui he vist un ocell vermell. No sé com es diu aquesta espècie però m'ha semblat una mica estrany perquè no hi ha ocells com aquest prop del lloc on jo visc. Vaig anar a la casa de la meva àvia per a preguntarla si sabia com es deia aquest ocell, no obstant ella tampoc no sabia. Per aquest motiu vaig investigar a wikipedia però no hi ha imatge que en se assembli a aquell animal.

When are you considered a C2 student?

The Roofless Room Here in the city there's a barn that was used in several farming activities back in the day, nowadays it is used for a variety of purposes ranging from sports to being the central meeting point for members of a cult. It was once a wide space where people would gather to do whatever they could think of in that moment. When I was young, I went there for preschool, then when I was in high school I went back there to take English classes, after that they turned it into a flower shop, after that it became a pet shop and when I graduated, it was barely demolished by a wrecking company that stopped before taking it down due to the citizen's rage at the sight of almost losing an inherent part of our city. What once was a beautiful barn, turned into a roofless room that nobody wanted to use anymore, until one day, due to the violence increasing in the city, a tae kwon do gym opened there. When I heard that I ran immediately to sign up and ever since, in that roofless room we learn how to do kicks and spins keeping it alive from a past full of stories.

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