Lorena Herrera Big Breast

Okay, this is out there.

Have you heard of 'snowball effect'?

refers to the process in which an event starts out small and over time begin to accumulate more and more things and ends at the end as something terrible. The example used is a snowball that rolls down and up in size every second over the snow that sticks to fall. Finally a small ball ends up huge for the event.

Now let me tell you about my own personal 'snowball effect'.

over a year ago (let's say that for, mmmm, January 29, 2004) that was my girlfriend left me. Not disclose his name (Valcy Doan Ortiz Márquez) but does not really matter. The act of ending the relationship after a year and six

my life went below 2.00! Summer may help me and for the next semester things will get better, right? I wish it were so ... Next semester, the first of my junior year (I'm old) did not finish any better. First, I posted it on the accommodation further away from the university. Second, no, the depression had not improved anything. Had more episodes of happiness before, but usually it was still there on me like a dark cloud threatening to drop lightning and rain on me at any time.

So, predictably, also fell as a kamikaze plane my GPA this semester. Here we arrive at time zero, and that short week later I received an envelope with a very nice carta even more beautiful in informing me that I have placed in the exclusive list of students on academic probation. What does this tell you? Simple! If my average increased to over 2.00 before the end of this semester will be my pleasure to be removed without penalty of the institution. Basically it is equivalent to putting a gun to your head and tell you that if you do such a thing jalaran the trigger. Oh, and the person holding the gun is my mother who no doubt kill me if he learns from this.

So far, I feel

I'm better than last semester. But I'm definitely attending classes and doing more often all assignments, and all good quality. I conformor at least getting an average of 2.50 that would be more than enough to save my neck from the guillotine. Then I care more to see if I give him a kick that will raise the high 2's or maybe even enter the territory of the 3's. But meanwhile, a 2.50 does not sound bad!

That is the dilemma in which I am now (well, one of the most important at least). With faith in me and a little determination I think you can achieve. And if by reason of the universe is not so ... well, it was a pleasure to have met you all! And tell the prosecutor that the guilty of filicide is my dear mother!