PELLEK - HUNTING HIGH AND LOW (Stratovarius)

I love you tube. I love to waste time viewing videos and stuff. Someone introduced Pellek to me.



But the best about You Tube is the comments.

I found the Best Comment Ever on a Pelleck´s video.



"When the zombie apocalypse does and will happen, I want Pellek by my side, singing these epic battle cries as I slay zombies with my broadsword!!"

So do I!

The Beg-inning

After 6 years with my husband. 1 as boyfriends, 2 living together and 3 as a marriage couple I think I´m going to ask for divorce.

We first met at a party. I was 21, he was 26. I was doing what I used to do the best at parties: being silly drunk. I didn´t knew I was being observed cause from the bottom of my broken heart I forgot that another man may be interested in me. So, I was alone in a corner debating if it was time to start drinking vodka against tequila when this gorgeous man appeared in front of me. The first thing he said: I´d fuck you. It surprised me; few men are so direct (come on, we all know what an unknown man wants when he says Hi to you in a party). I liked his eyes and his boldness and and he was good looking. So, I put my most sweet and feminine smile on my face (yes… I can be sweet when I want) and answered: I prefer to discuss that with the person you really are not with the player, so when you can find him and be respectful I´ll be just around here.

I loved his doubtful-OMG-WTF expression. He didn´t said another word and ran away. I looked at my glass and thought about Juan tequila or vodka. After an hour or so he returned and said: Hi, my name is Luca. I don´t remember what we talked about. At the end of the night he asked for my phone number and I gave it to him. Next day he called, we begun to know each other. Time went by… he was seeing another girl, I told him that I wasn´t looking for an open relationship. He told that he was not one-woman kind of guy. I told him that I understand his point of view so we could be friends. A couple days later he stopped seeing the german bitch other girl and asked me to be his girlfriend. We did what normal couples do: we had sex, we went to movies, hung out with friends, talked a lot, argued some times. I felt in love, he felt in love. When I turned 22 I was about to move to another city to study a MS, he told me he was going with me and we moved together. My family called me crazy because at 26 he hadn't finished college (too busy with ladies and parties) and they couldn´t understand my decision.

In the new city he got a lousy job, he was underpaid and we lived with his paycheck and my savings. We were broke. We lived in a shared student flat. We had 4 more flatmates but we were happy in our adventure. He decided to finish his career so he could get a better job, we laughed at my nonexistent cooking skills. Go out to dinner became luxury. That first year was the best.

Today we went out for a jogging and decided to go to our old neighborhood. As we walked by we realized that it was one of the worst neighborhoods in the city.

We remembered some anecdotes and realized how our lives have changed in the last 5 years. He was bragging about how he shut the mouth or everybody when he got his engineer´s degree and a MS. He wants to get a PhD and he asked my advice for his thesis research. We live in a 3 bedroom apartment, in a nice neighborhood. He has a really good job. He has made himself a great catch and I´m very proud of him. What happened to us? I said it out loud and really wasn´t expecting an answer but he did: I don´t know Effie and that piss me off because I know we care about each other.

He doesn´t know what is wrong, after 5 years he doesn´t know what is wrong.

Oh what a pity… I’m not 21 anymore.

After 6 years without blogging and few emails about what´s new in my life here is the update:

1. I do not drink as much as I used to but still love tequila, vodka and wine.

2. My sex life doesn't exist not because of me.

3. I got married and there goes my sex life.

4. I also got cancer but don´t worry my friends, turned out OK.

5. I finished a MS and PhD.

6. As you may remember I moved to another country and I want to get away.

Well, my life has pleasantly evolved or devolved... I just don´t get used to not having sex xD.

I know is good to see me back my faithful worshipers and loyal readers XDD new blog "design", new language (con la transformación se ha perdido mucho material aquí lo que he podido rescatar. Hay que ver, hay que ver como en España le tienen grima al inglés, después de tantos años ya empezaba a olvidarlo y debo tomar medidas drásticas porque entraré en un grupo de investigación en USA toma ya, otra novedad y si quiero evitar que el corrector pida mi cabeza tengo que ponerme a tono de nuevo, cuando escriba en inglés si alguno no tiene idea, con mucha cortesía, buenos deseos y sin acritud le pido que no sea malito y tire del traductor de google) but same Effie.

Blog Cerrado

Este blog ahora mismo no tiene razon de ser. No lo voy a borrar porque son pinceladas de mi vida y mis locuras registradas y puede que uno u otro dia quiera escribir algo. Me cansé de ser Petronila, me quedo conmigo.

En dos palabras

Te quiero. Con dos palabras te digo que te quiero dentro, más dentro de mi corazón y dentro de mi cuerpo. Te quiero en el silencio, te quiero en el bullicio. Te quiero en la alegría, te quiero en la tristeza. Te quiero en la calma, también cuando todo está agitado. Te quiero cuando estoy molesta, te quiero cuando estoy en paz. Te quiero cuando sonríes, te quiero cuando callas, te quiero cuando lías tus cigarros, te quiero cuando abrazas a silver, te quiero cuando te enfadas. Te quiero cuando hablas. Te quiero cuando metes tus dedos en la nariz inconscientemente. Te quiero cuando eres, te quiero como eres, te quiero por quien eres.

Del *gob y solicitudes online

Y navegando en la página de la policía nacional veo que existe el servicio de poder solicitar el certificado de no antecedentes criminales vía internet. Bravo, haciendo uso a las facilidad que nuestro gobierno nos da, lo hice vía Internet, llamé al centro de ayuda gubernamental, es decir *gob y pregunté el procedimiento de pago, recogida de la certificación, etc. Me informó un joven bastante educado que el costo del certificado es de RD$80.00, que en 48 horas está listo y me explicó por donde pasar a buscarlo. En fin, eso fue ayer, hoy le saqué copia a mi cedula, RD$100 y copia del acuse de recibo de la solicitud online y alguien me hizo el favor de hacer la diligencia para pagar la tasa.

La personal, al terminar, llegó riendo y contó que en esa oficina perdida en Villa Juana le dijeron que se olvidará de Internet que ahí no sabían usar computadora y que va a estar listo el viernes…

Ustedes son inteligentes, entenderán lo que quiero decir.