No no, do not be alarmed ... I'm not going to break my old habit of missing the festivities. I will not elaborate in a plea for love and lovers in the world. For that see TV. Not so.
sui generis in this space and on the occasion of Valentine's day, I pay tribute to all the impossible love of history. To be more specific, egocentric and narcissistic (if that possible) I will pay tribute all my love impossible.
heads the ranking (in chronological order) my first love impossible to call him "A".
I met "A" in Neuquén, probably in 1989 or around that time. Near the square of the artisans was a green wooden door, and the door frame had a caller with a hand. I do not remember well the circumstances in which I met "A", but I remember it was love at first sight. I do not remember how that first sight triggered in some dialogue and ride together. The theme is "A" was obsessed with starting the caller with a hand, and every time I tried going out there. I wanted to use that obsession to the point, and I wrote posts (probably something corny, poetic or pathetic) to the wall. He replied on the same page, so I really was convinced that "A" was the man of my life. Also, I joined his obsession, and every time the caller was trying to boot. First with the altruistic intention romantic gifts, to seal our love definitely. Later, because of sheer competition, the want for me to display it before him, triumphant. Neither one nor the other: neither could win the trophy, and also "A" never gave me ball. I think the last thing I wrote on that wall was a brief and bitter "coward."
continue with "M", a beautiful stranger I came across one afternoon in Neuquén. Circumstances led me to figure out it was an arts student, recently arrived from Rosario, who was staying with his mother in a hotel. I was rather shy, but when I came to fear the chain was convinced that "M" was the man of my life (yes, obviously I liked, that was enough to convince me of anything =) No I had a better idea to buy some beautiful flowers (????????????!!!!!!!), write something (yeah yeah, certainly poetic, pathetic and cheesy) and send all at the hotel where stayed (which previously had called and found out the name and number of room) should be mentioned that at that time there were no phones, no internet, so on the card included my name, and my home phone. That was a Friday afternoon. I spent all weekend sitting by the phone (I think you recount in puebloinedito ) That weekend I learned to knit, as guessed the reasons why "M" still had not called me. (Or was dumb, or the florist had lost my card, or had bad my phone number ... I had no choice haha). The issue is that "M" never called me. Time passed me I graduated from high school, I enrolled in Arts at the National University Comahue ... The first week of school, second or third day, enter the new teacher. It was "M", who was a teacher, no pupil. In the list, was obviously my first and last name. I think there I decided to go to study something else and another city, far from there ...
The third of the list is "E", a cute, funny, sensitive and beautiful fellow faculty. After completing a full year together, preparing materials together, it installed in my house from morning to night, I began to feel that all "E" was the man of my life. One night at a bar, or similar, there was a situation histeriqueo too explicit, I took a corner near "E" express my dark intentions. The individual, very sharp, I said something like "for these confused" ("Confused me? Never been more sure in that moment! =) The theme was simple," E "fled like Cinderella at the 23:55, I needed a glass slipper I thought of throwing a bottle ... but I refrained. Not bad, but I had been imprisoned and had never met "M Bis." With everything was much simpler. After months of back and forth with several hysteria, and demonstrating that you always learn from mistakes, I got tired of the uncertainty and stated to "M Bis" my feelings. After praising my courage and bravery, the very idiot told me something like that things can be in two ways: either yes or no. (Aha, I thought, and damn does that depend on it or not?) Do not depend on anything, it was his elegant way of saying "NO", though of course this conclusion came after months of thinking, consult tarot , psychologists, psychiatrists and take 300 cups of coffee to read the answer in the deleted ...
Enfin ... To this list I add Timeless: The super agent 86, Julio Bocca and Johnny Depp.
The good news is that the long perspective view is so funny me my blindness, too little patience and self-confidence, certain that in a few years but this list is much more extensive.
For now, take this opportunity to greet all the smarmy love in his day, nothing more than to later comment that I'm not a spinster resentful =)
By the way, Happy Chinese New Year, begins today ... the year of the tiger =)
