´cause the real life is better than fiction
I´m currently reading the fifth part of "The Princess Diary" and all I can think is how my life (and my friends life) would make a even better book.
We had a really enlightening conversation, Cristina, Sil and I, today when Zé run after Thi at lunch hour. They both know about then without a word from any of then. Everyone knows, but only a few has a genuine confirmation. Everyone is saying, not to the whole group, but to one or two on how they few the dadadas are breaking apart, so distances have been made based on personalities and other on who knows and who doesn´t. Not that I´m blaming this on the gays..heh...But they are not leaving the choice up us all, they are choosing who to tell that is making differences on trust upon each one of us.
And is so hard on then, they can´t hold hands, or just simply blatantly stare at each other without worrying who´s seeing, who´s around... Sil and I think that perhaps that´s what they fight so much about, one wants out, and the other pulls back.
Sil told us that she has some bulimic attitudes, which makes me worry to death, she already skinny enough as it is. But she realises what she is doing, and hopefully will stop. I don´t have the heart to ask about therapy, she was attending last year, perhaps she shoudn´t have never stopped.
Last night I was mean to Dede, blew some things out of proportions. I´m in a bit of guilty trip for it.
I attended a personal marketing work shop, this afternoon. I´m quite motivate, I´m going to design a business card (and print!! Last time I made on word, patheric), i´m going to make my curriculum, and I´m going to the damn drivers lesson on Saturday morning.