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year has just

has just been a tough year. You know why, so I prefer not to reopen the matter, repeating more than a frozen sausage.

not know what will happen in 2011. In fact, I guess nobody knows. I wish I could see the future. But that is not possible. The only thing is you can look back and you really interested in the past anyone?

I'm tired of thinking about the past, and so, when you take the last grapes, I'll wish: to erase forever the months that have left behind.

The only good thing that brought me these days is precisely this blog and all those who follow them: more than sixteen thousand, according to the counter. I think one pass.

Thank you, thank you for being there for these weeks as hard. Talking about what happened to me, how I felt, did everything a little easier.

And now ... then we'll see. I know that my mother prepares some - has spent the afternoon hanging the phone - but not tell me why. And I ... I do not know. I prefer to leave it she who speaks.

As for me, I just want to write the last post of the year to wish you the best in every way. I hope that 2011 is the year where all your dreams are fulfilled.

A hug for my virtual friends Valeria

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Other possibilities

Yesterday I spoke with my mother called Sylvia. He kept his eyes wide, of course.

- That girl is a bad bug. Should talk to your mother ...

(What was missing. My mother informer)

- Do not even think. It would not do ...

(Well, it would help anything. Riese To be a bit more than me)

Fortunately, I think I took the idea of \u200b\u200bthe head. Let's face it: Silvia had achieved their purpose of life miserable. The consolation prize for me was having destroyed the Vespino. No big deal, but better than nothing.

I already saw from the rest of my life with little sign of suicide, the rolling stone, the abandoned. A planazo, mine. And so I told my mother:

- I think wherever you go, I moved to the urban as it is, Simon will be able to find me and tell everybody who I am and everything that has happened. And the sooner you accept it, much better.

My mother looked at me very seriously. Then he sat down beside me and gave me a hug, but not one of those sticky hugs mother. It was like a friendly hug. Of older people.

- Do not throw in the towel, Valeria. There are other possibilities. Just leave me alone. I'll think of something, you'll see.

Other possibilities ... if my mother says ...

What do you think?

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See, I had yesterday, my mother is looking new home. I guess it's not a bad idea to move. Another house, another urban. And another school, of course. Another school where nobody knows me and not boys and girls constantly reminding the three months that bad.

After the surprise I told my mother that I was okay with the idea. Today spoke with the type of property, not even an hour it took to perform at home to price it and put it in your database.

So I guess it is: a chapter of my life in recent years is to be closed forever, but guess what I think is where he is about to open. Change is good right?

That's what I thought throughout the day. And I was thinking when my phone rang.

I nearly fell back to see that glowing screen name Silvia. Silvia, my old friend. Silvia, who made out with my boyfriend behind my back. Silvia, which promoted a campaign against me that made me condemn all kind of isolation. Silvia.

took some time to answer. I had to swallow and breathe deeply. When he finally did and I heard my friend exmejor I felt very strange.

"- Hello, Valeria"
"- Hello. Merry Christmas"

(This is what is said at this time right? Peace to men of good will, and all that ...)

"- I . How are you? "

(Do you really cared about me? It was a Christmas miracle or something?

"- Well. How about you?"
"- Okay. Although I have no Vespino you know? A crazy the coiled with the car before crashing into the wall of my parents. You probably know what I mean "

(Ay, ay, ay)

" - Silvia ... can not ...?
"- No. No we can do nothing. And know that I have not called to tell me your life. I know that you are moving "

(But hey ... what about this?" works in the CIA or something?)

" - And how did you hear? "
" - because a friend of my mother works in the real estate to your mother called today to sell your house and buy that of another urban in Majadahonda. "The Willows" right? "

(Mierda. Truth of the good. The urban to which my mother wanted so we moved is called.)

" _ I'm not sure "
" - Well, I did. Just want you to be clear that one of my cousins \u200b\u200blive there too. Colegio.Y go to talk to her I think that the boys of "The Willows" to welcome you deserve you "and hung

. And I stood there, phone in hand and they want me swallow the earth.

Silvia just derail my next opportunity

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chunnnngassss

This Christmas has been rather sad, as you can imagine. Came my grandparents, who were like a funeral, awaiting his daughter and granddaughter separate the alleged suicide. My grandmother sighed from time to time, and shook his head as dicendo "what a great misfortune has befallen our family!".

My grandfather was not so noticeable bad roll, but she also came.

Yesterday, it was Christmas, we ate with a friend of my mother and her husband, who is one of those guys who want to go at the end are funny and pathetic because they do more than the joke that nobody laughs .

Today, finally, we were alone Mom and me. And I prefer it: at least we got rid of long faces and seafaring Conas an idiot you should learn to shut up. We went to eat out, so taste the two, and then we walked away. Pozuelo mother left behind, and we went by car to Majadahonda. There I taught an urban. An urban

quite similar to ours: in Madrid, Urbas all resemble one another as if they were clones.
- What do you think, Valeria?
- PSCH ...

I said, there was not much to say.

- Remember I told you about a change of scenery?
- Aha ...
- Well, I'm thinking of moving to this development. There is a house for sale that is pretty well priced.
- What will happen to our house? He thought



- As the sell, I guess ... well, think we bought that house your father and me. It would be unfair to you and me we stopped to live there and that he had to rent an apartment. The logical thing is to sell and distribute the money.

Now it was me I was silent. So it was definitive: Mom and Dad were not going to be together anymore. All they had in common and I were home.

And the house was sold, and I saw me coming.

You might think I'm stupid, but I began to mourn.

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Change of scenery?

do not know what my mother means exactly that a change of air, but I can imagine.

A new home insurance. A different house, in other urban, where there are no bad memories or anything. And I do not feel bad. Not that I like the changes, but if we move to the other side of town that also mean a new school, which I would of pearls.

This morning came the physio and he said he was improving. I wanted to say, "Okay, now what are the good news?". Because once his leg heals completely, I do not open or a miracle of class.

I know that I put heavy amount of that item, but what would you do instead? "I would die of desire to return to a place where no one you expected? Where no one will want?

I know you are going to laugh at me but at first I thought that after my accident would change things. Silvia, even J., reconsider their attitude towards me.

That once knew who had been about to kill me, they would realize how unfair it had been me.

But none of that happened. I still do not receive visits or calls, or hear from the people who were my friends for many years.

why the change of scenery is not only a possibility but I need something deeper.

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My mother has a plan

Well that, my mother has something in his head. And I assure you that when that happens, is a real danger.

was following the visit of the happy Meme and commentary on things could not continue. I guess that means you can not agree that everyone goes around talking about her daughter's suicide. Because I guess that is what I am.

I do not know how you intend to fix it mom. Maybe making me an image campaign or something. We can order T-shirts with my picture that say "Valeria loves life," for example. Or rent A billboard next to the mall and put a message on plan "never intended to kill Valerie."

I know it's silly, but I can not think of anything else. Everyone wants that I tried to go to another neighborhood, and do not see how I can correct that.

Perhaps the best thing would be to allow people to think what he wanted. After all we've been through what matters to us as strangers and Meme and company think or stop thinking?

bad thing is that my mom seems to care. And, basically, I guess I too care. So do not want to go back to school. For even there I have placed a label that does not know how the hell I'm going to take off.

So maybe my mother was right: something should be done. Surely she who is very smart, he gets an answer.

Or maybe already has happened. Because today, when we finished eating, he approached me and asked me a question rarely

"Valeria how about a change of scenery?

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The Girl: Part

Well, I was telling him of Memé.Ya I told you I went to the kitchen while mom and she took the cakes she had brought. I guess my mother would be squeezing the brain to say something, because I just know it. But it did not take much effort because, anyway, Meme came with the intention of being she who spoke.

"- long ago should have been here ... when I heard that your husband had left her for another ... well, I was stunned. It's not anything unusual, of course. It often happens . Look at me. Of course, yours is worse, because you left with a baby. "

(I would have liked to have x-ray eyes to see the face that I was putting my mother)

"- To me, at least, Alonso only left me and Lina Kookie"

(I guess Cuqui and Lina repellents are their two dogs. Look at me I like animals, but every time I see those two mutts I feel like to peel them to zero, to see how they come to naught.)

"- The fact is that I wanted to come to offer my support, but I thought it was not the time. You did not know much, but I am a prudent suppppperrrrrr" .

(Yes, there is more to see you. You are the wisdom and discretion personified)

- Of course, now I know what the girl, and I thought that was to come. I'm so sorry.

- Well, it was a big shock, but Valeria is already well recovered and the doctor said his leg was going to be perfect

- Dora! I'm not talking about his leg

(Again Mom putting insurance flip side)

- Oh, no?

- I'm talking about ... mental status.

(My state of mind. So that idiot came with your cupcakes to talk about my mental state ...)

- I do not know what you mean ...
- Dora ... You do not have to pretend with me. You can trust me. Everyone in the urban knows what happened to your daughter. Attempted suicide, dear ... and that's not very reassuring.

(There was a silence. I guess Meme should be eating one of their sweet)

- Look, Dora, the profile of suicide is complicated. The husband of a friend is a psychiatrist and explained it very clearly. I try again and again until they succeed. This time your daughter has failed. But who knows what might happen at another time. Imagine, I dunno, that gives you open up the gas.

- We have no gas ...

- Well another thing. Dora, I know it's hard, but it is better to take the bull by the horns. You should consider the intern to the girl.


(¡¡¡¿ How ?!!!)
- I have allowed myself to make some inquiries. There is a teen center in the mountains difficult. I have contacts there, I can get an appointment. And if you can afford it, I ...

- over!

(Oysters! Mom ... mom yelling ... this pissed yes it will be good ...)

- But who do you think you are? Think you can come to my house with some cakes to tell me that my daughter is crazy? To get into our lives? Listen, Meme .. do not know anything. And do not know because you're one of those people that does not interest me at all. There is nothing in you worthwhile. That's why I always ignored so far. But since you came to my house to give me advice, I'll tell you what I think of you: you are one of those people in the world to fill all of shit ...

(Shit !!...¡ My mother has said shit ... My mother swears!)

- ... so you only I will say this once ... out of my house and do not ever speak to me ... and how to approach me again, and re-appoint my daughter, I who crashes the car from somewhere ... perhaps against your dog foul. Of which, indeed, the whole neighborhood was laughing so much you look like you.

waited fruitlessly in the Meme that answer something, but did not. The next thing I heard was the sound of the door. I left the kitchen and went to meet my mother. She was standing very pale

- What a cocoon ...

foulbrood was all I said. Mom came up to me and gave me a hug. Contrary to what I usually do not let out a snort.

- This can not continue.

I do not know if I liked it or not that sentence.

I have the impression that my mother intended to change some things. I do not know if I want those changes.

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The Girl Next Door

The next door neighbor called Mercedes, but he wants to be called Meme. Reason I've never understood why people prefer to go around walking absurd names. Aunt Lou is named Leonor, and you see ...

The fact is that this meme is one of those neighbors who spends his life trying to learn what will the others. Should have very little to do. He tells everyone that he divorced a rich man and lined. Has a you die house with swimming pool and paddle court, a sporty red and two fur coats.

Sorry, I find the people who wear fur gives me bad feeling. You have to kill many bugs to make a single coat, so to know how many poor animals dead in his coat has long Meme to toe. Meme

not work - why, if her husband has left a piece of board? - And time is not giving massages, getting botox or at the salon is dedicated to walking their two dogs - as straight and as corny as it - and give advice to those who do not ask.

Yesterday, Meme was presented at our house. He wore a hat horrible como de castor, un abrigo nuevo hecho de animalitos y  una bandeja de pasteles. Mamá flipó:  hasta el momento apenas había cambiado con  Memé dos o tres frases, y solo por pura educación. Así que ni ella ni yo entendíamos a qué venía tanta amabilidad vecinal de la noche a la mañana.

Pero claro, hubo que invitarla a pasar. A mí, que estaba en el salón, me dio un abrazo de esos que parece que van a ahogarte, en plan como superemocionado. A mi madre le apretaba el brazo. Yo me di el piro, por supuesto. Si ya no me gusta mucho la gente mayor, imaginad lo que puede apetecerme pasar el rato con una tía gossip that gets up in the puddles. I did not even get a cupcake. Wonder if they poison or something. A person capable of killing defenseless animals to be a shelter is capable of anything.

I left the room, but I was listening to Meme said. I do not know if you would rather not have.

What I heard from the kitchen I'd rather tell thee morning. Mina

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Sousa asks me when I go back to school.

Look, Mina, for me he would never return. But I know I'll have to do it sooner or later. For the moment, with the leg as I have, doctor said I should be home.

The truth is that I need rest. And the physio, which incidentally is a beast, is three hours a day and leaves me feeling like shit. Last Thursday I cried in pain and everything.

great thing about being so, crutches and such is that I can get rid of going to class. So on the one hand, I almost glad to follow injured.

the other, I think it's horrible to be so, without being able to avail myself. These days I think a lot about all the people who depend on anyone for the smallest things, not as I do that some day I'll be all right - or so says the doctor and the physio bestiaja. I

those who are truly evil. In boys and girls who have to crutches for life, and maybe worse. The other day at the mall, saw a very handsome boy who was in a wheelchair. When I looked I knew what I was thinking that I was more fortunate than he.

I also feel this way: despite my broken leg so many sites, all my problems, my parents' divorce and the bitch that I did my best friend, I know there are many people who are worse off than me and not go around complaining all day.

The moment of return to school, and I have to assume it. But for now, do not know how my leg hurts (heh, heh, heh)

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Back to School Walking ... and more rare

I hit the streets for the first time in many days, my mother ... and on crutches. I felt clumsy and ridiculous, but Mom is committed to that I have to restore normal life. So I went there with my four legs.

When we were at the mall, I did something very strange. I was trying to enter the elevator driving me quite wrong with crutches. My mother, who was shit bag, I could not help me out, and then a man came to my aid.

was an elderly gentleman, pretty neat. One of those old men that can go on making films Santa Claus. He looked very good person, and when he saw he had problems took me by the arm to help me get into the elevator. And then - and I find it very difficult to explain - I saw something.

Understand me: I did not see in front of their noses, but inside my head.

saw a very young man leaving a church with a pretty girl dressed as a bride, the two happy, while bombarding them with rice.

did not last long. Only a few seconds. But it was very nice.

not ask me why, but I had no doubt that the man who had seen her wedding day was the same old man who had come to help.

And there I was, my crutches ... and made a complete mess. Whenever

understand unless things that happen to me.