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how come i don’t talk about you that much?

September 1st, 2008 by maclau

well well. I’m SO happy.

and so i’ve been for the last month.

time in bogota was not nice at all. because i didn’t have him close.

now i’m back at medellin and let me tell ya, it’s heaven.

work sucks. things have gotten messy and actually boring. too many problems. not feeling so good with myself about my work. so that sucks

but i couldn’t care less.

i’m with this awesome man. this wonderful guy. he’s brought me peace and love for a month! and i haven’t blogged about him that much!!!! how come??

i really don’t know.

real life sucks.

real love consumes. real love entertains. real love makes me forget about everything that doesn’t really matter.

not that you, my dear blog, it’s not important. actually, i care about you too much. but i just became used to come here and cry, and forgot what was like to come here to be happy and share good things with you too.

so here i am, to talk to you about my man.

he’s too good to be true. and one love song to define him, us and this, is not enough.

i could ramble for hours about him and i really have to go to work hahahaha, but i just wanted to write that i’m happy, life is not perfect, but i can really live with this imperfection right now.

if there was a mystical force that asked if i could trade awesome job for a lover, i did accept it and now i’m happy with that choice.

i don’t want to be a looser for him. i want to be successful for us. but i’m not overstressed over the fact that things aren’t going well.

i’m not over sad about people wanting to hurt me at work. wanting to screw the chance i have to go up at work.

i honestly don’t care about them. i feel like crap sometimes, hell yeah. but i’m so lucky to have someone to come back to everyday. open arms to hug me and let me know it’s gonna be ok. that i’m gonna be loved even if i fail.

isn’t he great?

:D

gotta run to work, but i promise to come back and talk about him more.

pd: stalker, and if there’s actually any real readers here, i’m sorry if i’m going to be too cheesy, but if you really care about me at all, you’re gonna enjoy happy!maclau because that haven’t been around in a looonnggg time :D

love ya all, over and out.

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