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[My hair like Jesus Wore it]

is the first time in a long, much time I'm really excited about returning to high school - because my vacation was boring - even yesterday I prepared my backpack (which I never do, always prepared when I go, as fast), ironed my uniform until I was fussy, I swear. It was a fart transport because I was late and was not enough to go by bus (take two, so I as 50 minutes), then took a taxi and arrived just in time. The more I approached the entrance I saw more people there without moving, the prefects were checking to ALL students, the sons of bitches told me bring the long hair and would not let me go! WTF! not even reach three inches, and I even shaved the sideburns ... now the "new rules" says the court is required military cap, then go left and 60 people, were a load, but the worst was that those who were with their parents if they let go, because it the tutor was "committed" to which the student is going to cut your hair, also could apply exactly the same with us! that simple, if tomorrow we did not have his hair cut would not let us pass. But they refused, so I walked as one hour finding a place to cut hair when I finally found one open until eleven, then I went downtown to look for other options, that it was time for recess, and I only had two classes, so maybe I went home, however did not find any hairdressers open. Prefects fucking bitter, so there will be nothing else in his life. T___________________T.

She ASKs
me why I'm just a hairy guy
I'm hairy noon and night
Hair that's a fright
I'm hairy high and low
Don't ask me why
Don't know
It's not for lack of break
Like the Grateful Dead
Darling

Gimme head with hair
Long beautiful hair
Shining, gleaming,
Streaming, flaxen, waxen

Give me down to there hair
Shoulder length or longer
Here baby, there mama
Everywhere daddy daddy

Hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair
Flow it, show it
Long as God can grow it
My hair

Let it fly in the breeze
And get caught in the trees
Give a home to the fleas in my hair
A home for fleas
A hive for bees
A nest for birds
There ain't no words
For the beauty, the splendor, the wonder
Of my...

Hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair
Flow it, show it
Long as God can grow it
My hair

I want it long, straight, curly, fuzzy
Snaggy, shaggy, ratty, matty
Oily, greasy, fleecy
Shining, gleaming, streaming
Flaxen, waxen
Knotted, polka-dotted
Twisted, beaded, braided
Powdered, flowered, and confettied
Bangled, tangled, spangled, and spaghettied!

Oh say can you see
My eyes if you can
Then my hair's too short

Down to here
Down to there
Down to where
It stops by itself

They'll be ga ga at the go go
When they see me in my toga
My toga made of blond
Brilliantined
Biblical hair

My hair like Jesus wore it
Hallelujah I adore it
Hallelujah Mary loved her son
Why don't my mother love me?

Hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair
Flow it, show it
Long as God can grow it
My hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair
Flow it, show it
Long as God can grow it
My hair

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How ironic. When I write here, most of the time plane is inspiration to me, I still see this as a kind of strange, unknown, "the devil" as my grandmother would say. But when I go walking in the street, think as if you were narrating my life, what happens to me ... "I'm always glad to see it, but I did not like, the mere fact of talking to her out of each class was happy for the rest of the day" , but came here and it seems that everything I write has no cohesion, "Then I figured that the music of The Nutcracker puts me in a good mood , maybe it's because what I write is not significant but also that something happens to me interesting to say and to try to write no words to describe it is then when I write the first thing that comes to my mind . Like most people, right?.

Today I saw Daphne, after a year and a half of no contact with her. Nails and dirt were in high school, after leaving school we both went to the trials of dementia * Cats * fakes, and at the end we went to Parque de las Palapas to eat quesadillas and junk food, then watched the show Pandrosus the Clowns, or we would the Pakula (all that was my Coyoacán, so to speak), so you could say that 90% of the day that I spent countless hours I spent sleeping with her. Then he got mad at me because I started to get along very well with the other theater (or rather got jealous, in its way), then I got upset ... and there were several problems, such as Daphne fight VS the rest of the class in high school graduation trip. So, since I left the third had not seen until today. I was really excited, really, but I am also disappointed. When we got practically I admired, was very intelligent, I wanted to study medicine, studied languages, taking dance classes, was someone very interesting, and now I saw her a few minutes I started talking about her nails, the clothes he had bought in the 18 months since we had seen and all frees it had on their study trip to France. But it was not the worst, invited a guy-on-hard to remember what name he had met the previous day in the den, so I felt very uncomfortable, both for its dramatic change (and its emptiness, more than anything) as I saw the guy that ugly (and since I never intimidated me ... HA!), then cowardly finjí a call (when they are turning off the phone before, do not want anyone to call me during my move) and told him that I had to go. Would not go to the cinema to hear how fajaban front of me, to see a movie that I wanted (and had to leave before seeing another Daphne). I guess it's very normal that people change as well, but you never expect it.

(To make matters worse, finjí thrilled that I called was my "girlfriend" who had just returned from vacation ..... I patéeeeeetico).

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[there is a place for us ... ]

I love that state of mind when you wake up gradually: you enter a state of fantasy, so to speak, where reality blends with dreams and thoughts random. I happen very often, especially when I wake up alarm. For example, I've actually had dreams about animals, hearing the voice of my aunt and my cousin trying to wake up to go to school, and being aware of what was happening, saw them as animals (including monkeys, to be specific ), or once I was dreaming when he lit a computer, or how programs are opened slowly, and my mom yelling from his room like a window display of a program, which was close to stop bothering me. But most times what happens is that when I wake up slowly I'm living my dream, and disoriented me open my eyes excessively, because I'm still X person in my dream, and there are days that passes for many seconds. Although it is something rare, something that gives a sense of what you dream is real, fascinating, and inexplicable, because you can not describe fácilemte, but I guess we all have experienced at least once ...

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[Chale]

Today I got to thinking, and came to a terrible conclusion. I neglected almost all the friendships I had (I would not say that absolutely all) because I almost always expect to be that others will come when I also must approach them, maybe that's why my life is like is. I know I can do things best in all aspects, how to stop being a jerk. Chale.

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[at the end of the day ... ]

was a good year, no doubt, but not so "busy" as the 2005 (which was my best and worst year at a time), in fact 2006 was one of the most peaceful.

In January I was working in the Cheester (an Italian restaurant), a cook, that's where I learned almost everything I know now cooking, I entered my second semester of high school and I went to drama classes because my teacher went to Monterrey. In February, my birthday was not. 16, I celebrated at school and at work, at night I went DESUP theater with my friends, was a good day, also had an appointment this month dial blind \u0026lt;- was one of the worst days of the year. In March, the routine remains the same, I went back to acting classes, but now in the House of Culture, began testing every two months, I started saving for my trip to Mexico City in April and planning. April was the best month, I believe, returned to City after 14 months, I was with Bethlehem, I saw my dad, all of the Club, Andrea, Erika, Juan Carlos (a friend I met here), I saw my first THREE MUSICAL !!!!! (I had seen many, but pure school productions or amateur), Besame Mucho, White City and Cabaret, it was beautiful!, almost cried when I saw the first, I was up and down all day, I knew almost everything that had failed previous trips, I cut haircut mohawk XD, "socialize" in Coyoacán, knew many new people, squandered all the money he had saved (although I do not regret, I had class), I bought a lot of piracy (because I'm not going to spend $ 3000 on the new Photoshop T_T), etc. In continuous months was not anything interesting. In July finished my second semester with decent grades, also quit my job, and went to another XD, but with more "Clach" Mama Roma, an Italian restaurant also, but in a recognized string. In that month also my dad came to live with us, was when I was in a Woody Allen film, and to be honest, I still feel strange living with him. It was not anything remarkable later, in August I went into the third semester, I spent 10 days horrific, it put me in the afternoon and that was the time it took me to reach my hand in the morning, also quit my job because I did not like and did not pay well, but I learned to do many more things XD. In October I went to music school and began taking classes violin. Since then I've only gone to high school and music, I have not done anything new, as I am in my "break" after working 3 / 4 of the year ... now I'm "planning" what I will do in 2007, I go back to Mexico City (to see my friends !!!... and The Producers, Victor-Victoria and now I can not get up, haha), but that I have to get me back to work ... I also want find out more about the careers that I want to study (although missing a year, but better prepare from now, especially if it is for film), and if possible go live to Mexico City after my fourth semester, or mid- year. Oh, I olvidava, my musical taste for increased exaggerated in 2006, also by the series (Lost, Desperate Housewives, Gray, One Step Forward, Prisson Break, etc, etc, etc), but this year I took off almost completely from the TV (except for Desperate Housewives and One Step Ahead = D) ...

As of yesterday, everything went very well, especially the dessert! = D it was delicious, and I thought that I would not stay. Only we dropped my brother's girlfriend surprise, first was a royo, because there was not enough food, but I managed, after I served him I said "No thanks, I have not be" ... Bad bitch! T___T ... hahaha, is not it XD, at least ate the dessert (and more will worth!, that had cost me an egg and still hurt me beat hand) ...