Me doy risa a mí misma por la forma en que escribo mis "ramblings" en inglés - soy un chiste. Jaj. Pero es que hoy fue un día chistoso. Esto de acá lo escribí en mi guild de Neopets. Abajo en español - nadie puede perdérselo.

 

What a charming man. :)

Scouts today was great, Salomé (my boss ma'am :P) called me today saying we were going to San Cristóbal Hill (most important one here in Santiago, it's put in the middle of everything) but this guy who is head of the Parents Council or something said no, so then we weren't going, but by the time I got to the school where we meet everyone was there and we were going anyway so :P well. We went to the hill. We walked a LOT, and I was very peeved at myself because I carried a bag everywhere with a lot of stuff I never ever took out. Anyways, once we were there some of the girls and me went to prepare a ceremony to give what we call "stages" (in each Unit, ours is the Company for girls 11-15 we have different stages we go through and each is symbolized with a badge that you sew in your scout shirt). It was going all fine, it looked beautiful, but it so happens that I went to fetch the rest and these kids that were helping me took a pic of themselves in front of our flag, that had some candles under it, and when they looked back the flag was ON FIRE. And that was under a tree. So we had some pretty frantic moments trying to put out the fire (I stomped on the flag, someone ripped it whilst trying to get it off the tree it was hanged on) and well, we did, but the poor thing got all burnt and we had to throw it. It has this very big hole in the middle where our logo was and well, poor flag, it had been with us for so long. We still did the ceremony and had a funny moment afterwards :P.

When we were coming down from the hill and waiting for the little kids to arrive (they were lost somewhere) I was presented to Francisco. He's one of the leaders of the Pack (little boys aged 7-11) and he's young. I remember when I went back to scouts that I had eyed him immediately because he's really cute for my taste. Well, so I met him because he was the only one I didn't know by that time, and what a nice man he is. He's twenty-four, studying Ingeneering, he comes from Parral in southern Chile and WELL I think I have a crush on him. So nice. So cute. We talked all the way back at the metro. And nowwww I want to see him again! I like when I'm crushed like this, it's fun, but still, at least I know I'll be seeing him every weekend and that's good :) heh. I am talking like a teenager. :K

I'm seventeen and so what, heh, I really really liked him!

Yay good day. The only thing is that I am awfully tired and my feet hurt. But it was worth it.

Así que, la historia en español del tema este de mi enamoramiento máximo de este hombre:

Todos: *bajamos del cerro y esperamos a la gente de los Lobatos*
Él: *estaba ahí cuando comenzamos a bajar, pero no estaban sus lobatos*
Todos: *estamos abajo*
Salomé, Marco, Él, Yo: *nos ponemos a conversar parados en medio de la nada y quejándonos de que no llegan los lobatos*
Los mismos: *seguimos conversando y Él se ríe de tonteras que digo, bueno, todos se ríen, pero Él importa*
Él: *me habla a mí* Oye, y tu erís asistente de Compañía?
Yo: *ugh* Sip. Oye, como te llamai?
Él: Francisco
Yo: Yo soy la Pauly
Salo: Verdá que no los había presentado
Él, Yo: *beso en la mejilla, hola hola*
Yo: *me muero internamente*

Y así la historia. después cuando estábamos en el metro me quedé convenientemente atascada en la parte donde estaban los lobatos, que se demoraron un montón de rato en bajar del cerro. Y me fui al lado de él y le conversé. Sí, sí, tu vai a trabajar con la Daniela? Sí, sí, la Dani es mi hermana, lalalá, ah, mira, no sabía que eran hermanas, sí, bueno, osea no todos saben, larga historia, ahh, ya, y qué hacís?, noo, yo estoy viejo ya, estudié Comercial, ahora estoy terminando mi magíster, ahh, que rico igual, sipos, y tú que hacís? ehh, yo voy en cuarto, ah sí, y qué vai a estudiar, bueno yo quiero estudiar Letras, a dónde, en la Católica, que buena, mi facultad queda al lado de la de Letras, *de nuevo me muero internamente*, y nada, yo vengo de Parral, si llevo poco tiempo acá, cuándo llegaste, no, pa la U, pero igual rico, y vine acá a scout y me quedé nomás (porque dijo que vivía en Irarrázaval, harto lejos del colegio), puras cosas así. Hasta que la Salo me llamó e interrumpió nuestra conversación... pero me morí internamente muchas veces y me enamoré por el fin de semana y ayernoloviporqueestaballoviendo ynohuboscoutporquehabíaunseminarionosequé ylosdirigentesandabanalláynonosibanaprestarelcolegio ylaschiquillastenianqueirigualparaplanearelcampamento peronofuenadie. Pero eh. Bueno.

EDIT: Aj por dioz yo y mis enamoramientos. Jaj pero regio tú. Regio.

TENGO QUE VOLVER A TRABAJAR. AHHH, NO PUEDO CONCENTRARME.
I'm just too used to procrastinating. Go me.

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