El Juego

Me detengo en lo de los capitulados de la adaptación, para colaborar en el juego.

Reglas:
Cada jugador(a) comienza con un listado de 8 cosas sobre sí mismo.
Tienen que escribir en su blog esas ocho cosas, junto con las reglas del juego.
Tienen que seleccionar a 8 personas más para invitar a jugar, y anotar sus blogs/nombres.
No olvides dejarles un comentario en sus blogs respectivos de que han sido invitad@s a participar, refiriendo al post de tu blog: “El Juego”

1. Soy parte del top 3 de hombres màs inseguros del mundo.

2. Me hace falta mi padre

3. Me encanta el cine, como si mi vida fuera una pelicula

4. Defiendo contra viento y marea la música de Oasis, aunque me digan lo que me digan

5. La gante siempre se va de mi. Siempre.

6. La gente se aburre de mi facilmente

7. Me creo un intelectual y no llego ni a remedo.

8.Soy adicto al café(droga barata), y a estar con la gente que siento que me quiere.


Yo invito a:

Ache esebece... jeiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnnnn

No, quedan invitados, Beka, David, Caro, Cristy, Virginia, Alberto, Jc, Aniuxa...etc, etc.


Y como no puede haber post sin soundtrack...

Bad Day-Daniel Powter





Bad Day

Where is the moment when needed the most?
You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost
you tell me your blue sky's fade to grey
you tell me your passion's gone away
And I don't need no carryin' on

You stand in the line just to hit a new low
You're faking a smile with the coffee to go
You tell me your life's been way off line
You're falling to pieces everytime
And I don't need no carryin' on

Cause you had a bad day
You're taking one down
You sing a sad song just to turn it around
You say you don't know
You tell me don't lie
You work at a smile and you go for a ride
You had a bad day
The camera don't lie
You're coming back down and you really don't mind
You had a bad day
You had a bad day

Well you need a blue sky holiday
The point is they laugh at what you say
And I don't need no carryin' on

Oh.. Holiday..)

Sometimes the system goes on the blink
And the whole thing it turns out wrong
You might not make it back and you know
That you could be well oh that strong
And I'm not wrong

So where is the passion when you need it the most
Oh you and I
You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost

Cause you had a bad day...