So, here i am in the bus... on my trip from Madrid to Barcelona, rethinking and annalyzing all this days i have spent with my friends... from all over Spain to be true. So retaking my thoughs... we could sum up the weekend... as really good i think. Maybe a little boring, cause when everybody is resting... you finish tired of doing nothing, tired of being tired and resting...
So anyway, i have learnt that when you find someone kind of similar to yourself... being myself... is quite hard to get on well with him. Not because we don't like each other(i am speaking about myself), just because i think is quite hard to break the ice with another piece of ice. When you realize that... well... is funny... but you can't do anything... So it ends being a little bit sad.
I have also realized that somehow my childhood was traumatic. It seems thar everyone played to Mario videogame... everyone but me!!!:S They pass screen after screen saying, "oh how bad i am"... i think i couldn't pass any screen... And they remember all the tricks and things!!! How cand they??? I remember playing to Mario in one or two birthdays... of course i was as bad as today... but i can't remember anything... So now i understand why i am as i am. I was not a Mario freak, and that made a huge scar in my life...
We spent New Year's Eve in a house of a friend of a friend. More than 21 people there, it was cool, although i barely knew half of the people there... and i couldn't know very well the rest. But i think all of them were cool people. I liked it, is good to go to a place and see that people receive you as well as they can. You know... one smile, a nice word... all the things i can't do. Funny. Anyway, i also learnt that i offended a good friend some years ago. Is quite strange to realize how a word as simple as "lemonade" can harm. Anyway... i am finding that i spent half of my time harming the people i apreciate and love, and half of it asking them to forgive me...
I also focused a little bit more my thoughs about relationships, you know, boys, girls, and so on. I think talking with girls makes me think about that, and sometimes, just sometimes, i arrive to conclusions. Or maybe it was to observe my friend's first girlfriend... that was funny too.
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