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Yesterday I went running with my mother because I was feeling unsatiesfied with my physical aspect. The day was beautiful not hot or cold sth in the middle, and the place where we went was even beautiful. It was a natural and lovely place. The first thing I saw was a narrow, long dirt track sorrounded by bigs and greens trees with flowers. Also there were little shrubs to both sides of the way. Behing this, there were big, wonderful and colourful houses. As we were advancing the way divided in two. We turned right and continued running. This time the track was broader and prettier. To the left side of the way there was a big wheat field, gorgeous.. by the way. And to the right side of the way there was the most extensive, precious and with the pretiest and greenest and brightest pasture garden that I saw in my whole life. There were some little kids playing with a ball. There were also a lot of trees next to the track. The sky was prettier than ever. It was cloudy, but it was illuminated as I never saw it before. The place where the sun was, seemed like a deep hole of white light.. and Somehow it seemed that it was going to fall. We keep running and then the track divided on two more tracks. We turn right again and to the left side of the way there were the routes of the train, wich was red.. and very nice. To the right side the house's garden was still there.. more beautiful everytime. We keep running until the way finished. Then we walked back home by a beautiful street full of english houses. That was the most colourful street I've never walked by.
___________________________________________________________________________________. _____________________________TO ME, NATURE MEANS BEAUTY____________________________ ___________________________________________________________________________________.
Who can tell me i am not perfect? Nobody. I am perfect anyway you see me. Maybe i seem kind of egocentric.. but i am not, or maybe i am, but just a little.. and in fact: Wich is the problem? As I am perfect you are all egocentric. Who can denied me that at least once you didn't watch yourself in the mirror and say: Oh my gosh, I am so GORGEOUS and irresistable that i could fall in love with myself! Who? Who can denied me that? EVERYBODY? Liers.. I can not believe you. Well... maybe I am the only one. And is that a problem? Of course not! Or maybe it is.. but only when you do not have SELF CONTROL. And I certainly have it. You know what .. ? Sometimes i get angry when people do not listen to me. The fact is that I always listen.. so when I expect the same from them.. the do not give it to me. They do not pay atention. So that's is an anoying thing. And then when they realised the situation.. It's too late. I won't say it again. I do not repeat. I am kind of proud. But at least i listen. What is also a trouble is when people do not listen the same music that i do. And sometimes when they do.. it's also a problem. So.. i am a bit confused. No, i am not confused anymore. I think that if they do not listen to it, it bothers me because I have to do something I do not like.. and nobody likes that. Then I must admit that music is kind of personal.. or maybe not personal because is something that joins people. But is not allright when someone likes it because it's a fashion.. no, not at all. So, anyway it's a problem. I like being intelligent. And i think somehow I am.. of course I am intelligent about everything, but I prefere being intelligent about the subjects I do like. Like fashion.. history.. or history of fashion and music of course.. and maybe, I am interesting about architecture. Really, i would like to be clever at every subject, I would like to can talk about everything.. but politics. The fact is that INTELLIGENCE is something that I have since I was born. Another thing.. I love writing. I can not expect being a famous writer.. because you have to have fresh flesh all the time. A writer can not write all the time about the same, because maybe the first and second book are great.. but then? What happends? People get bored or worst... the writer gets bored. And the public wants to be satisfied all the time.. and a person can not fulfill the desire of everybody. And then, in spite of the fact that I am not a writer and nobody reads what i write.. I always try to be a writings "FASHIONISTA". I am.. sophisticated. Yes, I am. And.. it is not only my idea. It's almost everybody's idea. And I am not sad or disapointed. In fact I am proud of myself at being like I am. And I preferte death before having a bad taste. Then.. I do not know what else can I say. I think I won't say anymore.. at least until some few days.