I really don't get how someone can change their ways from a totally nice and warm personality to a complete asshole.
Thought we were friends, thought there was something else. But no, it was just that, and that was all. Nothing more that we could share.
People change. I know. People hurt. I know that too.
Looney, that's all they are.

So, yes... I've been on this diet for 6 months already, i have lost some kilograms but still not enough.
I stopped eating meat and much of the food that kept me alive. I feel i'm going crazy for junk food, even though i didn't use to eat those quite often (once every 4 months, and I'm not exaggerating).
But what i really really hate is cucumber....
At work, they serve this disgusting vegetable, which has that horrible taste which contaminates everything. It's there, on my dish everyday...
There isn't a more nasty vegetable, eating that it's like eating the outside part of a watermelon.
It's there on my dish, waiting for my fork to pick it up, i don't want it... I don't eat it, i leave it there.
Hell, i need some meat... i feel my mood has changed a lot lately, i'm more irritated than i usually am, and my jobmates noticed this too.
War to cucumber!!
No more for me, thanks

This morning i was listening to music at the office, suddenly i heard such a sad melody coming from my computer speakers.
Made me think about what is the saddest song i heard in the past years.
I decided to make my own ranking of the songs i consider the saddest ones, because of the lyrics, or the melody, or the moment i was living then. This is the result:

1.- Strange Horizon - Reverend Bizarre
2.- Mourner's Lament - Candlemass
3.- Recklessness - Mar de Grises
4.- One Last Goodbye - Anathema
5.- Nobody noticed the fire - September Malevolence
6.- Goodnight Europe - Crippled Black Phoenix

Los canallas viven mucho, pero algún día se mueren

Obituario con hurras
Vamos a festejarlo
vengan todos
los inocentes
los damnificados los que gritan de noche
los que sueñan de día
los que sufren el cuerpo
los que alojan fantasmas
los que pisan descalzos
los que blasfeman y arden
los pobres congelados
los que quieren a alguien
los que nunca se olvidan
vamos a festejarlo
vengan todos
el crápula se ha muerto
se acabó el alma negra
el ladrón
el cochino
se acabó para siempre
hurra
que vengan todos
vamos a festejarlo
a no decir
la muerte
siempre lo borra todo
todo lo purifica
cualquier día
la muerte
no borra nada
quedan
siempre las cicatrices
hurra
murió el cretino
vamos a festejarlo
a no llorar de vicio
que lloren sus iguales
y se traguen sus lágrimas
se acabó el monstruo prócer
se acabó para siempre
vamos a festejarlo
a no ponernos tibios
a no creer que éste
es un muerto cualquiera
vamos a festejarlo
a no volvernos flojos
a no olvidar que éste
es un muerto de mierda.

How i wish to return to those times of pure innocence, this video shows exactly what i'd like to do these days

I'm hungry for Design, I need more and more Design in my life

... a mi nadie me pesca? :(