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s 9 hours), but just because my level was too high, which makes me very happy, after all ... now dance not dance:
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* Salsa * Tango pro

* Intermediate Merengue pro level
* Bachata and Reggaeton pro level
haha * And Hip Hop Intermediate (very difficult)

but ... not too happy I wasted no time this year ... and each time I feel I think progress In almost cried when I saw a paper re-old psychologist made me write ... with my goals for 1 year ... the most had complied without realizing it was something incredible ... what one can be nothing else with dedication ... and my life changed for the better ... CHT
MLXC also something that pleased me is that this semester I did very well, again a good average, not super high but decent, not low, or medium-low, a 4.0 haha Umm

and finally, at this time I realized something ... YOU THINK THE MISSING ... as it comes to love, but then there seems to be someone new that catches my attention, the problem is that this time is more delicate ... there friendship through ... but, as I said at first it is time, and tell me everything.

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Today we
prosecutors dismissed with a few photos and a coke in Central coffee (which has been to our limited spare time). As I do not know what to say other than that has been an amazing experience, we have enjoyed since the first talk to the last drop of blood from the photos of the Institute of Legal Medicine, and never will get to express as I have felt in his mind (and this is so.)

To "celebrate" I'll put a list of all the pretty phrases / strange / funny that I have been pointing in the back of my book of the practicum. Some are for beginners in law (theipo turns to the judge everything seriously, "Yes." (In a criminal trial under) "Sometimes it comes to tax like a beast rating.
"The only people who have visitation and communications in Spain are the prisoners and separated parents.
-Trials to Madrid, do not you've prepared and are reporting. "In Spain no sense leakage of jail by making a hole with a spoon if you leave, you're good to give you a permit and do not return. -A prosecutor is not going to the solitude of Bollullos County.

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Weeee!

If I do not have the language, of course ...

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This is my way of saying that I have already graduated. Graduate lie, said yesterday the delegates in the speech he made Fantabulous (which had from the maddening Administrative classes II to the Roman sexyestilosa teacher, going through the ordeal of Private International Law and the curious case xD I Criminal addition to the putative father: why so many teachers who are called Pepe, some are as parents and others ... for that xD) did not finish until July because of exams or anything. But hey, it was an unforgettable night tuentis grow our event full of photos, although my father cagase and failed to take a picture in terms of my ascent to the podium, thank goodness quand still around the photographer xD Picture 7.
So after long hours of makeup, peluqueríay of fighting with the means, we mourn for our ex-prof Criminal our sponsor of the promotion, when it was talking xD, external sponsor is a member of the General Council of Judicial Power told a joke that I caught and I starred in the story of the night because I slipped the band all the time and the tutor had to bring to wear it able for the photo of rigor. I think there's a video out there, if I get it I will hang xD also go out very stylish walkingadie and the ties that had been established between us. Guess: First, that I began to mourn me, in a moment of "fuck the makeup, it's almost four o'clock."
Thousands of stories, walks from the pub car park without shoes (not me but a friend who was getting all the way and taking off his shoes as he had crystals in the ground or not ), paranoia, dancing and laughter unleashed, but also some tears, let's say as an example of what they have been these four years, this is the summary of my graduation decent to me is out. XD.


And now a picture of the dinner, where a friend and I left, looking very interesting xD.


PD: The black and green colors were the triumphant night in the girls' dresses!

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My sister made me feel really shitty about myself today ... really fucking shitty.

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First of all apologies for my disappearance ... and always with the promise to remedy as soon as possible. Tomorrow I will take time to get bored (xDDD) with my life but at the moment and I could not delay longer to stop this. aomwrr , thanks for your infinite patience and hope you like it.

And though it was I who decided it no more

and tired of me not swear that there will be no second part,

so hard I forget ...

Ce, a, in the peaceful solitude of his apartment. And more than peace, security. Without danger.

And yet the danger is looming again, his heart, the pit of his stomach, hands that are medium stops unbuttoning a button to hear Macarena voice.

Drop arms, shoulders, and exhaled a sigh. Do not know how to describe the feeling you have invaded to listen, to hear his name in his voice, thinly veiled by the weak sound quality, to hear her say "Lorenzo, am I" greeting. It was so that nayou, a meeting, a commitment, an unwillingness. You can not risk being destroyed by the hard jet from the eyes of Macarena.

collar is removed and undoing the buttons on the collar, takes two steps toward her bedroom.

Then she turned around, returned by the phone and you press the play button on the answering, and sits on the edge of the chair, right hand, staring at a Rome dusk across the window.

hear his voice, just once more, and then &; Eacute; s will all end.

- - - -

Put it in the shower and opens to stop the cold water tap, which begins to slip from his shoulders and head like an ice stream . Spring is slow to wake up, so it's not a very pleasant feeling, but he grits his teeth and pressed with an open hand on the wall, eyes shut tight, feeling the hair around the body is upright. A good way to start the morning and out the temptations of the day, think, and get him smile despite the way it is punishabledo your body. It is a punishment, like everything else. Are being forced to forget something you have in mind, something that is there when it should be.

Tonight she has dreamed. His voice on the answering machine still has ringing in his head when he went to sleep, after a light dinner, extra push-ups a session and a book that took the bed and which was unable to concentrate; and at one point in the morning has been as clear as if there has been standing at the window of the room, naked, each of the edges and curves of her body just as he had to that seen glimpsedz in Seville (only in a dream that could've remembered with clarity), and smiling at him from a faint light of dawn, an Eve with the apple in his hand, offering their own apple his own heart, and he too afraid to accept what she did.

What are you afraid? Never been questioned so far and maybe exactly what he feared is the lucidity of cold water for the first time it takes to do so. Are you afraid of failure? What's love Macarena is temporary, that she did not feel the same? Do l have to abandoncold showers as they have effects on the body, they can never do anything to a troubled spirit like yours.

- - - -

What in any case would be a nerve is not call you back. That's what I think, sitting by the phone late on Sunday. She flies back to Spain in the early hours on Tuesday and has not rung even once more, perhaps for fear of pressure, or receive a response if you do bad manners. Surely she will have found more comfortable lduante long minutes, and then put the old Bakelite telephone on his knees before dialing.

not know how to react when you hear his voice. If you run out of words, or respond shaky, if feel your heart racing or just as if someone had punched in the stomach, the same feeling I had when she launched , that last look, before separating.

The voice replied long before it was ready.

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Buona sera, voglio parlare with the camera 325, per favor.

- Subito

.- receptionist's voice sounds ready and good tone .-

Aspettate a moment.

"Grazie.

-Prego, signore.

The brief conversation distracts him enough to not have the soul in a fist. And maybe he was waiting for his call Macarena, or different, because your habitación goes off in an instant and voice sounds wistful answers impatiently.

- Yes?

During the first second, feel unable to respond. She is there, just a few blocks from where he is, just across the river, on the other side of town, and on the phone. Has spent much time wishing and hoping that voice. How many times have you thought of that reunion and has dropped, for reasons that do not really care about, who are mere masks. How much you want to see her, and yetto say they are unable to select the informacióny words, can only be there, wondering, imagining, wishing and silent, as they always have in a way.

which is Macarena rejoins the conversation. He tells why she's there, their troubles with the client who has commissioned the restoration of the moment, all very soft and banal, and he listens, grateful.

already decided it will be time, to talk about what each wants and needs to be seen or not seen. At the moment it is closer than ever in months, and will notmiss even one of those seconds worrying about something that has not yet arrived.

- - - -

Macarena has a rented car, and it started to rain hard after sharing a coffee in the Grecco, so despite Being so close to his hotel, she offered to bring him closer to home. Then, when she stopped in front of the portal, along with the layoffs of rigor, there was a moment of silence in which they have looked into the eyes.

The back of the hands of the Macarena has cherished it neatly trimmed beard, ignoring the slight roughness. He plays as awhat plays will be lost forever, and in his eyes shows a mixture of longing and pain that he recognizes perfectly, because he has seen himself in the mirror, every single time he has thought in it. Thinking that the contact must be mutual, tambiél reaches out toward her face. Advances toward her neck, he dives into his hair, as if to draw it into themselves and do that which is not allowed.

But as always, she knows what she wants. Well it is a reflection of the desire itself, or because she does have the courage to acknowledge what he wants and doing it, at least most of the time. She has noza and despair gradually. Rises, the soft crescendo of music radio, blindly up the rhythm of the piano and voice thin shells that Macarena song has been on the radio. One that talks about what it takes to forget. Perhaps this is done on purpose or not.

His fingers ruffled his hair, and the world knows a cappuccino and sweet smells of wet earth, the muffled sound of raindrops on the body.

is not necessary to forget, or remember. The moment is everything.