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Some days .. . Haber

Sometimes bright days, bright, in which walk down the street feeling powerful, indestructible, beautiful, beloved. In the closet that I leave in the distance, the difficulties and uncertainties, and dress with all the assurances it has given me my relationship.

Sometimes there are days when the donkey is not relevant is far away, where I find myself doing panoramas and take a coffee with him after the hit or make the truant of my English course and go to eat ice cream sitting on the giant hill.

Sometimes there are days when you just want to hug him. In which after the sound of alarm clock, my bed and half square makes me a huge and inhospitable place without his back and without her freckled shoulders and my kisses. In all my thoughts fly to her side, with the sweet slumber of the spring warm, sleepy, nap and lingered.

Sometimes there are days when I get to check that everything is in order: the reservation for the hotel where we will spend New Year's night in Valparaiso, bus tickets, the department arrendaré in Mendoza, the flight. I do it as if it could manage anxiety, as if taking care of the details of our reunion, 35 days until we have unfinished kiss that were to happen faster.

And there are days like today where I have pain. In those who just want to kiss him and I know I can not. Where no safe way down the street, but looking at the floor. In which I do care who lives far away, who does not speak English and can not get ice cream with me this afternoon.

Hebraisk Engelsk Interlinear

One of the earrings I had in life was to improve my English, and of course having an affair with an Anglophone will put more urgency to the matter.

then finally having the free time I had while studying my master's, and strengthen the hypothesis of my mother about my "logoholismo" "neologism with which I reproached my addiction to the studio, I enrolled in a course English course in intensive mode, Monday through Friday after work.

To my surprise, and thanks to all that I learned in these months of relationship with the donkey I was at level 9 out of 10, so I only take two courses before passing the TOEFL preparatory level, my goal in this area.

I entered the room with my books, my pencils and notebooks, and sat in one of those chairs with the table attached to the right of those who did not use since I was in college.

The course is small: only 7 people and I, which makes the fast and fluid dynamics, because although no one speaks perfect and everyone makes mistakes, fluency is the common denominator of level 9.

Heather, our teacher asked gringa, as a first exercise, we presented and tell us something about ourselves. Then, the preliminary count is: A political scientist, who was coming to a diploma in the U.S. and wanted to go back to make a master, a computer engineer just out of college who was buying his first apartment, a student music, who wanted to travel and see Europe, two accountants auditors also wanted to travel and two secretaries, friends to each other, they wanted to work as secretaries bilungues.

And I could not believe it !!!!! After asking many times in this blog where I could find chora and interesting people, both to aerate the social scene to see if the hare was jumping around and knew my next boyfriend, of course, when the donkey was not yet in my life, I knew: the English classes, or other languages, of course, are a good chance to meet new people, interesting, and apparently, is on the same wavelength as you. Haber

known before.