Argentina just lost to Brazil. Damn it. The match ended 2-2 with Brazil scoring both goals at the end of each period and then going to penalty shoots. The thing is that our team played realy well during the whole tournament (the Copa America) and losing in that way is REALLY frustrating. Especially in a country where you breathe football and you eat football, as the Coca-Cola ad over here said. :)
Anyway, moving on to some more important matters... I have a very bitchy day. Have I mentioned before how much I
HATE my brother-in-law? He's a downright bastard. Today is my sister's birthday, so we went to her house to, you know, spend some time with her. Well, the fucking bastard (excuse my vocabulary) just can't stop insulting the kids whenever me and my mom are around. And you've read right. He INSULTS them. Calling them names and being mean to them. Even to Tommy, who's only two. He does that knowing that my mom and I adore those kids, but he forgets a very simple matter, the bloody asshole: he's living in MY MOTHER'S HOUSE, because they couldn't buy their own place when we moved five years ago and Santiago was little more than a baby and my mom didn't want to see them renting place after place and moving all over the city. Not only does he think himself the owner of that place, but he also has NO decency. Does he really have to call his own sons names in front of my sister's friends??? Not that they don't know what kind of person he is.... Lots of her friends just don't visit her anymore because of him. There's Gustavo, my boss, whose wife has been a friend of my sister since Uni, who never, ever, visits my sister if the bastard is around. Then there's another guy who does just the same. I know someone will tell me why I don't say all these things to him in his ugly fat face instead of ranting here. Simple: my sister will be left torn between her family and her husband, and considering the bastard of the worst kind he is, he'll torture her to no end. I hate men. Especially men like him. Insecure and with unsolved issues they drag from their childhood years. I swear that I would tell him to fuck off and get the hell out of our lives if my sister and the kids weren't around.
I'm frustrated and I'm angry. Is one of those days when you just wish the whole world would dissappear so you can be alone with your anger and frustration. I feel like crying, but hell if I'll let the bastard affect me in that way. I guess I already, though... :)
The only thing that lightened up my day was getting an email from
dyoselin telling me that she had read the chapters I sent her and that she's liked them. *insert big smile here*
*sigh* What else? Nothing much going around here... I have to go back to work tomorrow and I really DON'T want to, but I should get paid sometime this week and that motivates me quite a bit! *LOL*
Oh, I've also been reading a fic in
bloomin_fiction called 'Helen and Orlando'. It's really nice, so if you like fan fiction, go and give it a read, you won't be disappointed.
Enough of depressing crap. I'll go now to watch my favourite Mexican TV show *:P* and then maybe drool over either Legolas or Will Turner. I feel like it. ;D