slipout

Reencuentros de la vida

La vida es difícil de llevar pero no hay que tirar la toalla, mas bien ver oportunidades en cada situación que realmente nos joda, por que bueno para bien o para mal algo nos deja de enseñanza cada cosa que nos bombardea, por lo menos para saber que errores no repetir…

no es como una maquina de tortura que agobie nuestros días, aunque quizás es bastante injusta al querer retarnos todo el tiempo.      

Sí es ella quien sale victoriosa frente a nosotros no es muestra de debilidad, porque tal vez solo debemos notar que nosotros siempre la montamos y realmente los triunfadores somos nosotros cuando queramos y en el momento que queramos.

Slipped-out of track.

I slipped out. It’s a tough week, I have an exam on the 9th of July and I hit a platau and it stressed me out. So much.
Today my mom cooked rice and I said to put a blank portion of it away for me, while she put cheese, ham, and whatsoever in it for my father and my brother. I really like that dish. When my mom asked me the favour to cut tomatoes and put them in it because she had to leave for school, I haven’t resisted. I’ve ate some of the portion for my parents and then I couldn’t stop myself and I kept eating even if in my head I was like “ehy, it’s not right, you’re working hard and you MUST not do this now” but I shut that voice out of my mind and kept eating. I don’t know how many calories I have taken but I know it’s more than what I can eat. I feel really bad for it and at dinner I’ve tried to balance my slip-out with only veggie…
I can’t do this. I can’t cheat. I want to keep going and I can’t stop. Not now. So… keep back in track. You can do it.

Slip Out~Mongolian Chop Squad [Beck]

I don’t know since when I changed to such a cold-hearted guy.
I have to warm this frozen icy lonely heart to thaw.
I like being wrapped with warmmness more than anything else for sure.
I’m gonna make my coming days to be filled with laughter and joy.

I let myself down that I’m more cruel than I thought I would be.
I’m just a loser who ends up by caring for my soul.
I don’t give my heart to no one cause I don’t wanna waste my time.
I tried to love this loneliness to slip out of this lonesome hole.

Sorrow is what I hate but it’s grown my sensations.
Regrets taught me how to make any hard decisions.
Peace is always by my side but I’ve never felt it once.
Love is not the word only for the sweet romance.


Well I’m scared, scared, scared, scared, to death.
And I’m scared to keep on going on my way.
Well I’m scared, scared, scared, scared, to death.
And I’ll tell myself I’m special till the end.

Recalling my torn broken, aching heart of these long days.
And all the memories I wanted to forget for making leaps.
Recalling, breaking, aching, crying, making sure to me.
And I take all and grin at my future on the way.


I don’t give my heart to no one cause I don’t wanna waste my time.
I tried to love this loneliness to slip out of this lonesome hole.