Black 2009

Too much has rained since that 15th of July of this year, where I discovered a part of myself I didn't know it existed.

Since then, things have gone both worse and better, but casually, more bad things have happened than good, or the bad things, for some reason, deserved a bigger place in my mind.

And why that?

That is because never had happened something similar to me, even though some may be very experienced at this, which I don't mind, but twice I got excited, and twice had to slap mi face. Very strongly, and, the second time was strong enough, but there shouldn't have been a second time, because she already had been clear enough without whispering a word. I caught the message: you are not interested in me. No problem, I was able to assume and get over it, but some weeks after, you contact a friend of mine, and you ask him to tell me that you've broken your knee and that you are in the hospital. And that finally brought my second fall for you.
And how did you answer to this?

Exactly, you didn't whisper a word, AGAIN, not even when I confessed myself again. You still were silent. So, I've reached a decision: I haven't begun to use a new name and changed my mind for the better just to meet you a third time and fall for you again. I don't think there will be a third time, but I can't say it until the trial by fire finally arrives, but I don't mind if it never arrives; one less worry, just as if I didn't have enough trouble yet. So, due to that, you've become a second-line worry for me. I don't know if you have fallen in love again, and luckily, I don't even mind, so that second-line will soon become third, fourth, and so on until I forget you once and for all. And that will be the end of you and me. Form then on, there will be you and there will be me.

And now I have other things to worry about: I've failed more subjects than ever, and that means I need a change, and it has begun: the image change already happened, and the mind change is something I'm still working on, but I have good expectatives for it. If I succeed, my whole life will improve for the better.

But the story is still unfinished just like the year, and in a dozen days, too much can happen, so we all better stayed aware.

However, since the 18 of December my luck did a 180º turn around. And we'll see by the end of the year....

The end of the year finally arrived, and with it the new year, I must admit I made the same mistake again.

I am n.e.r.o., this was Black 2009 and that was it.

Good night and goodbye.