Journal updated after three mohts, courtesy of I didn't want to send Julia a long ass message so better just let her read here when she wants to.

So I'm finally done for real with my graduation project. Kinda.

Today was the defence. Yesterday afternoon my tutor mailed me to tell me he wouldn't attendt because he had some meeting. The guy was ( Read more... )

And I don't even know why. Although less, I still have people to talk to. I know because my girlfriend's lack of an stable internet connection we haven't been able to talk very much, but I don't know if that's the only reason. At nights I'm feeling lonely, like if nobody cared much about me, although I know some people do. The only thing I can ( Read more... )

Today was my company's anniversary. It was planned that the secretary of defence would visit so Wednesday and yesterday we spent the afternoon cleaning all the damn place; that was even more tiring than my regular work. Yesterday we were told that most employees would get today's morning free and then were invited (but in a kinda mandatory way) to ( Read more... )

Today I remembered all the retarded comments about drugs that I get sometimes when I mention I'm Colombian. And knowing these machine guns mounting I've been working on are for navy helicopters, that means they'll be shooting the crap out of drug smugglers in the ocean. So I no longer have mixed feelings about that, screw it, I'm glad I'm helping ( Read more... )

So Lois couldn't finish all her homework on time and the date was postponed tentatively for Tuesday. This Monday we'll see how are we on time ( Read more... )

So I guess that after 3 years of online struggle, I'm just alone again. Thought Lois finally quit her job, she has to work for the remainder of the week. Allegedly she would finally have time to meet this Sunday but I can already see her saying she'll be busy with something. Of course I'll have to wait and see what happens, but it's hard to be ( Read more... )

I pretty much only write here because I want to tell these things to Julia (well and other friends), but I know the right thing to do would be to write my thoughts here and let her answer whenever she wants. The problem is that I don't know where to draw the line of what's worth waiting until the next time we talk. I still have the problem of ( Read more... )

I'm probably confusing cause with effect but it seems that when I feel the shittiest, nobody is available for talking. And now with no psych, I'm alone in my problem. Not that psych ever really helped. The worst part is being afraid to tell Lois that I'm feeling like shit because I don't want her to see how weak and lame I am, don't want to tell ( Read more... )

Finally they answered. There's some bureaucracy to the business, but the ball is in my court now:

"Mister LENNY PAL. Subject: Cave painting report. We have received your report on the existence of cave paintings in the town of Choconta, Cundinamarca. About it, we inform you that being studied the photographs you sent us, it's possible to say that ( Read more... )

I wanted to write this since December 30th but I got home too late and too tired for that. As a matter of fact, I think that probably work has me too tired in general, because the next day I really wasn't that busy to not haven't at least advanced some writing. May be all those short breaks I've had for Christmas and last weekend weren't long ( Read more... )