Pixies

Task 1
As I was telling you I had dinner yesterday night in a fancy restaurant with a lot of friends. I was having a lovely time, laughing and joking with them, when Elinor, you know that tall slim girl with royal blue eyes I've been dating for the last two weeks, glanced at me. Apparently I had a blast. Not only the guests had to stand my horrendous non-stop singing but I had an argument with the waitress whose pacience i had reached. The only thing i remember is that I drank a lot. And as it was supposed to happen I got extremely drunk and I can't remember a thing about what I've been told it happened later. When I recovered my conciousness I was already at home, lying in bed with my head all dizzy. I got up and you wouldn't believe who was there, Elinor. I relied on her memory to reconstruct all the events from last night. She is a dearie, you know? I am very fond on her but as I was being told my last night affair, my feelings were turning into a strong urge to have any type of bond with her disappeared. Apparently, the most beautiful words of love were said with any filter at all, and my capacity of persuasion was at its best. Elinor woke up this morning convinced that I am in love with her. Sometimes, wine can be a great woman to dance with in a perfect evening but, oh my friend, she surely would affect your judgement.

Task 2
So all this rush inclined me to choose the bus instead of the train. This way I would have more time to check my C.V and rehearse my speech on my mind over and over again. Getting this job is a great opportunity in my career and not even the long distance from home, Buenos Aires is pretty far away, discourage me. I couldn't believe my bad luck when and grey haired woman with pichy voice sat next to me. Not only she would not stop talking but her big purse kept hitting my arm and I couldn't mantein the sheets still in order to read them. Half and hour had passed when, out of the blue, the bus stopped. A group of protesters were cutting the street for God-knows-what. The driver, upset as he can be, got off the vehicle and asked them to let us continue down the street bur they refused having the place filled with more people. I sighed of frustration and with an enormous difficulty I walked over this annoying woman. The sun was cracking the pavement and I had to go by foot almost fifteen blocks. But let me tell you, I was busy enough coursing this kind of protests to even matter-. I strongly believe we must stand tall in the fight for whatever we thing is fair but, is it necessary to complicate the common citizen everyday life?.