domingo, 31 de agosto de 2008

A M I G O S.

So no one told you life was gonna be this way. Your jobs a joke, you're broke, your love life's D.O.A. It's like you're always stuck in second gearWhen it hasn't been your day, your week, your month, or even your year
I'll be there for you, When the rain starts to pour, I'll be there for you, Like I've been there before, I'll be there for you, 'Cause you're there for me too...


You're still in bed at ten and work began at eight. You've burned your breakfast so far... things are goin' great. Your mother warned you there'd be days like these. Oh but she didn't tell you when the world has brought you down to your knees that...

I'll be there for you, When the rain starts to pour, I'll be there for you, Like I've been there before, I'll be there for you, 'Cause you're there for me too...

No one could ever know me. No one could ever see me. Seems you're the only one who knows what it's like to be me. Someone to face the day with make it through all the rest with someone I'll always laugh with Even at my worst I'm best with you, yeah. It's like you're always stuck in second gear. And it hasn't been your day, your week, your month, or even your year...

I'll be there for you, When the rain starts to pour, I'll be there for you, Like I've been there before, I'll be there for you, 'Cause you're there for me too...
I'll be there for you I'll be there for you I'll be there for you,
'Cos you're there for me too...

sábado, 30 de agosto de 2008



But tonight, I'm gonna fly.


Cause I could comb acorss the world,


see everything and never be satisfied,


if I couldn't see those eyes...

domingo, 24 de agosto de 2008



PIRATA-COLEGIALA-VAQUERA


No sé cómo hacer para agradecerles por hacerme pasar las mejores salidas, las más divertidas, en las que me quedo afónica, en las que me río sin vergüenza, que jamás se enojan y me hacen la pata. Las amo muchísimo amigas mías.




¡ G R A C I A S !

domingo, 17 de agosto de 2008

¿Por qué



nos íbamos a




reir tanto?




¡EXPLÍQUENMELO!

miércoles, 13 de agosto de 2008




5 horas en auto, cabaña, pileta de 41°, spa, limpieza de cutis, jugo de naranja, helado, pizza, tele, desayuno, tomar sol, ¡que vientito eh!, mucho sol, más sol, laberinto, aprender a manejar en 7 km en el medio del campo, "no hay nafta", llegar a casa, desarmar el bolso, y vovler a la rutina diaria.