Revisited Aliens, and fell in love once more. Granted, it aint as suspense-like as Alien but hey, it's ok... Sigourney Weaver is always scary. :))
Couldn't go to work. Spent the whole morning with deliriums and high fever. The joy... Argh... Whatever... Feeling a bit better now, still coughing and with runny nose but I guess the chicken soup my aunt gave me will make me better... Those old recipes... They are something!
Mr.Flach still alive and kicking. Hope things turn out as he wants, damnit!
My eyes sting... Gotta go back to the shadows where I belong...
Monday, November 29, 2004
Saturday, November 27, 2004
This is the happy house -- we're happy here
In the happy house -- oh it's such fun
We've come to play in the happy house
And waste a day in the happy house
It never rains
We've come to scream in the happy house
We're in a dream in the happy house
We're all quite sane
This is the happy house -- we're happy here
There's room for you if you say you do
But don't say no or you'll have to go
We've done no wrong with our blinkers on
It's safe and calm if you sing along
This is the happy house -- we're happy here
in the happy house
To forget ourselves -- and pretend all's well
There is no hell
-Siouxie & the Banshees, "Happy House"
In the happy house -- oh it's such fun
We've come to play in the happy house
And waste a day in the happy house
It never rains
We've come to scream in the happy house
We're in a dream in the happy house
We're all quite sane
This is the happy house -- we're happy here
There's room for you if you say you do
But don't say no or you'll have to go
We've done no wrong with our blinkers on
It's safe and calm if you sing along
This is the happy house -- we're happy here
in the happy house
To forget ourselves -- and pretend all's well
There is no hell
-Siouxie & the Banshees, "Happy House"
An old man turned ninety-eight
He won the lottery and died the next day
It´s a black fly in your Chardonnay
It´s a death row pardon two minutes too late
Isn´t it ironic . . . don´t you think
It´s like rain on your wedding day
It´s a free ride when you´ve already paid
It´s the good advice that you just didn´t take
Who would ´ve thought . . . it figures
Mr. Play It Safe was afraid to fly
He packed his suitcase and kissed his kids good-bye
He waited his whole damn life to take that flight
And as the plane crashed down he thought
Well isn´t this nice . . .
And isn´t it ironic . . . don´t you think
It´s like rain on your wedding day
It´s a free ride when you´ve already paid
It´s the good advice that you just didn´t take
Who would ´ve thought . . . it figures
Well life has a funny way of sneaking up on you
When you think everything´s okay and everything´s going right
And life has a funny way of helping you out when
You think everything´s gone wrong and everything blows up
In your face
A traffic jam when you´re already late
A no-smoking sign on your cigarette break
It´s like ten thousand spoons when all you need is a knife
It´s meeting the man of my dreams
And then meeting his beautiful wife
And isn´t it ironic . . . don´t you think
A little too ironic . . . and yeah I really do think . . .
It´s like rain on your wedding day
It´s a free ride when you´ve already paid
It´s the good advice that you just didn´t take
Who would ´ve thought . . . it figures
Life has a funny way of sneaking up on you
Life has a funny, funny way of helping you out
Helping you out
-Alanis Morissette, "Ironic"
He won the lottery and died the next day
It´s a black fly in your Chardonnay
It´s a death row pardon two minutes too late
Isn´t it ironic . . . don´t you think
It´s like rain on your wedding day
It´s a free ride when you´ve already paid
It´s the good advice that you just didn´t take
Who would ´ve thought . . . it figures
Mr. Play It Safe was afraid to fly
He packed his suitcase and kissed his kids good-bye
He waited his whole damn life to take that flight
And as the plane crashed down he thought
Well isn´t this nice . . .
And isn´t it ironic . . . don´t you think
It´s like rain on your wedding day
It´s a free ride when you´ve already paid
It´s the good advice that you just didn´t take
Who would ´ve thought . . . it figures
Well life has a funny way of sneaking up on you
When you think everything´s okay and everything´s going right
And life has a funny way of helping you out when
You think everything´s gone wrong and everything blows up
In your face
A traffic jam when you´re already late
A no-smoking sign on your cigarette break
It´s like ten thousand spoons when all you need is a knife
It´s meeting the man of my dreams
And then meeting his beautiful wife
And isn´t it ironic . . . don´t you think
A little too ironic . . . and yeah I really do think . . .
It´s like rain on your wedding day
It´s a free ride when you´ve already paid
It´s the good advice that you just didn´t take
Who would ´ve thought . . . it figures
Life has a funny way of sneaking up on you
Life has a funny, funny way of helping you out
Helping you out
-Alanis Morissette, "Ironic"
I´m broke but I´m happy
I´m poor but I´m kind
I´m short but I´m healthy, yeah
I´m high but I´m grounded
I´m sane but I´m overwhelmed
I´m lost but I´m hopeful baby
What it all comes down to
Is that everything´s gonna be fine fine fine
I´ve got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is giving a high five
I feel drunk but I´m sober
I´m young and I´m underpaid
I´m tired but I´m working, yeah
I care but I´m restless
I´m here but I´m really gone
I´m wrong and I´m sorry baby
what it all comes down to
Is that everything´s gonna be quite alright
I´ve got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is flicking a cigarette
What it all comes down to
Is that I haven´t got it all figured out just yet
I´ve got one hand in my pocket
And the other is giving the peace sign
I´m free but I´m focused
I´m green but I´m wise
I´m hard but I´m friendly baby
I´m sad but I´m laughin
I´m brave but I´m chicken shit
I´m sick but I´m pretty baby
What it all boils down to
Is that no one´s really got it figured out just yet
I´ve got one hand in my pocket
And the other is playing the piano
What it all comes down to my friends
Is that everything´s just fine fine fine
I´ve got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is hailing a taxi cab . . .
-Alanis Morissette, "Hand in my pocket"
I´m poor but I´m kind
I´m short but I´m healthy, yeah
I´m high but I´m grounded
I´m sane but I´m overwhelmed
I´m lost but I´m hopeful baby
What it all comes down to
Is that everything´s gonna be fine fine fine
I´ve got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is giving a high five
I feel drunk but I´m sober
I´m young and I´m underpaid
I´m tired but I´m working, yeah
I care but I´m restless
I´m here but I´m really gone
I´m wrong and I´m sorry baby
what it all comes down to
Is that everything´s gonna be quite alright
I´ve got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is flicking a cigarette
What it all comes down to
Is that I haven´t got it all figured out just yet
I´ve got one hand in my pocket
And the other is giving the peace sign
I´m free but I´m focused
I´m green but I´m wise
I´m hard but I´m friendly baby
I´m sad but I´m laughin
I´m brave but I´m chicken shit
I´m sick but I´m pretty baby
What it all boils down to
Is that no one´s really got it figured out just yet
I´ve got one hand in my pocket
And the other is playing the piano
What it all comes down to my friends
Is that everything´s just fine fine fine
I´ve got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is hailing a taxi cab . . .
-Alanis Morissette, "Hand in my pocket"
Runny nose, fever, sore throat… Why is it that whenever I have free days I get sick? The world will never know… Well, seems I am kinda stuck here at home… Medicines keep me in Sleepyland and I guess its better that way so I cool off some thoughts and so I get necessary rest. :D
Finally crossed words with Coriolis but he had to hang up fast because he was approaching the speedway… Ok… At least I know he is alive.
Lucinda is alive at well. She wanted me to head towards her home to paint some Dismey stuff on Elmira’s room… Hold that thought, I can’t… I’m sick… No free food… Bummer…
Trilogy spent Thanksgiving day with his best friend Dak. So when I visited him, he was not there. Talked a bit with his uncle, and oddly enough he made sense in some things he told me… It is funny, Cayo studied with me in PreK and Kinder, and years later he sees me in his house dating his nephew… :P God’s sense of humor… So I was mad at Tril, of course… Back to the no leaving messages and going away with femme friends circle… on a marked day in which I expected to do something nice or fun… Spoke with him yesterday, gave him the femme friends speech # 43, and had to go home because I started having a fever and my eyes where killing me… And so, the rest of the story you already know…
Been tossing and turning and having waking dreams… Maybe I’m the next Moadib… LOL May go back to my sleeping lair just as… right now…
Finally crossed words with Coriolis but he had to hang up fast because he was approaching the speedway… Ok… At least I know he is alive.
Lucinda is alive at well. She wanted me to head towards her home to paint some Dismey stuff on Elmira’s room… Hold that thought, I can’t… I’m sick… No free food… Bummer…
Trilogy spent Thanksgiving day with his best friend Dak. So when I visited him, he was not there. Talked a bit with his uncle, and oddly enough he made sense in some things he told me… It is funny, Cayo studied with me in PreK and Kinder, and years later he sees me in his house dating his nephew… :P God’s sense of humor… So I was mad at Tril, of course… Back to the no leaving messages and going away with femme friends circle… on a marked day in which I expected to do something nice or fun…
Been tossing and turning and having waking dreams… Maybe I’m the next Moadib… LOL May go back to my sleeping lair just as… right now…
Monday, November 22, 2004
Wicked Weekend. Not much happenned, just spending time with kitties and trying to put together a new game and spending time with Trilogy. Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! So far, so good… Hopefully I won’t jinx the good vibes… Today it’s 22, so we know what that means… Prrrrrrrrrr #1
Read the 2 whole monster compendiums so refreshed myself with the old monsters for gaming. :P Groundel will be using Nuff, a berserker mule and a femme priestess-adventurer. May start by the surroundings of Mirabar, who knows… Tempted to use Ravenloft hard-core… May do so, been a long time.
Elmira’s b-day was on Saturday, and Lucinda forgot to tell me. Grrrrr! Anyway, she may actually do something 4 her later on…
Coriolis… I guess I won’t see him until he ships himself as a Xmas present or something…
Old Joe seems to be having fun, misbehaving as usual… ;)
Feeling: Happy, happy, with alergy… but happy. :D
10-4
Read the 2 whole monster compendiums so refreshed myself with the old monsters for gaming. :P Groundel will be using Nuff, a berserker mule and a femme priestess-adventurer. May start by the surroundings of Mirabar, who knows… Tempted to use Ravenloft hard-core… May do so, been a long time.
Elmira’s b-day was on Saturday, and Lucinda forgot to tell me. Grrrrr! Anyway, she may actually do something 4 her later on…
Coriolis… I guess I won’t see him until he ships himself as a Xmas present or something…
Old Joe seems to be having fun, misbehaving as usual… ;)
Feeling: Happy, happy, with alergy… but happy. :D
10-4
Saturday, November 20, 2004
Friday, November 19, 2004
No work today, we celebrate the Discovery of Puerto Rico... like the Taínos had not already discovered it before Columbus... Whatever!
Bored. Cleaned up the haven in the morning, and just browsing the net in the afternoon. No one has shown signs of being alive... Whatever...
Argument with Trilogy yesterday. The expected biggie about the same-thing-circle... In the end back to the dunno what to do speech... So his hesitating nature keeps growing, my patience keeps thinning (but is still there, miracle!), and life goes on... When I know what's the outcome I'll let you know, kiddies! Yup, even I am bitting my nails with the mystery...
I'm starting to think Roxie is the encarnation of Kyonnenne the First. She is absolutely into me! Love this kittie! She's always following me around and bringing her paw to my arm or face... Cute lass! At least SOMEONE truly likes me for free... :D
New cabinet at work, so did some work-shop cleaning and started putting up my Xmast tree... need more decos for the little guy... Another cutesy moment in my life... Wheeeeeeeeee!
Out
Bored. Cleaned up the haven in the morning, and just browsing the net in the afternoon. No one has shown signs of being alive... Whatever...
Argument with Trilogy yesterday. The expected biggie about the same-thing-circle...
I'm starting to think Roxie is the encarnation of Kyonnenne the First. She is absolutely into me! Love this kittie! She's always following me around and bringing her paw to my arm or face... Cute lass! At least SOMEONE truly likes me for free... :D
New cabinet at work, so did some work-shop cleaning and started putting up my Xmast tree... need more decos for the little guy... Another cutesy moment in my life... Wheeeeeeeeee!
Out
|
You Are From the Sun |
 Of all your friends, you're the shining star. You're dramatic - loving attention and the spotlight. You're a totally entertainer and the life of the party. Watch out! The Sun can be stubborn, demanding, and flirty. Overall, you're a great leader and great friend. The very best! |
| You are 93% Aries
|
|
Thursday, November 18, 2004
Why live life from dream to dream? The idea is everything, but the effort is worthless. I am tired, tired of doing everything humanly possible, for nothing. I see results, whenever I am the one doing things, or looking for the right people… But no action or results coming form others… I’ve been walking in the clouds for a while, but it has been thanks to my own compromise with myself to make things work and let go of anger and hate and become a Jedi… But it seems I am the only one willing to be a Jedi after all… Pretty words and promises and thoughts are blissful mirages. I am not into words, but actions. I am not into promises, but truth. I am not into changing who I am and what I think, for NO ONE. I am PROUD of who I am, of my code of honor, of my endless faith in goodness, of my dreams and of my actions. There’s absolutely NOTHING I would change from my self, because TRUTH and FAITH and LOVE and COURAGE and ACTION have forged me.
I have been forged by fire and ice, through the good and the bad… And although MY life has not been perfect, it has been HONORABLE and I have given more than my 100% to my friends, to my family, to work and to studying. I have done so far everything that I said that I would do, and I am not stopping. I am an ongoing SOMETHING settling for CHANGE at all times, nothing more nothing less. I cannot and will not be a conformist, especially knowing all I do and wanting to do all I still want to do. If ANYBODY dislikes ANYTHING I do or say or think, from the bottom of my heart: FUCK IT. I am who I am, I know who I am, and I absolutely LOVE who I am. I am not about to change my SELF, body and soul included, just because I could be a hit in the social corner or in any other corner. I do not sell myself short, and I expect things from myself that go beyond the things I expect from people. I am hard with myself, because I have high standards. And I deserve to be surrounded by people who at least can appreciate my standards even if they go way below them.
I can go with the flow, and accept and move on, but do not expect me to try drowning myself in shit because that simply won’t happen. Because of who I am, because before anything or anyone else, I am in love with MYSELF, and I worship MYSELF and I expect great things from the only person that has NEVER failed me… MYSELF. I am my biggest fan, I am my own brigade, I am my own army, I am my own motivation, I am my greatest dream. So I feel sorry for you, the little people, the ones that obey society’s whims and commands without thinking just for the sake of belonging to something. I will always look through the glass that separates us, with contempt and even sadness… But I just can’t and won’t betray who I am for you. No matter how much I feel for you, no matter how deeply I love you… In the end, I love myself the most.
I talked about disappointment before… Yes, it comes from my greatest love as well as from my greatest friend, as well as my greatest hope and as well as from my greatest gamble... Then it goes on with the never-ending ones that are and are not all at the same time. I hate absence. I hate absence especially when it is at your side, in your nose. And then comes the circle of questions that are NONSENSE, which comes from mistrust… When there is no trust, there can be no love. It is a funny thing… Being up front, crystal clear, blunt, simple, straightforward seems to give absolutely no answers to some people… It is almost like they do not listen! They are so focused on their own beliefs and their own fantastic little worlds that when they clash with reality they can only mumble insanely the same words once, twice, and then some… LIGHTEN UP! WAKE UP!
WHAT’s GOING ON?! Whoever truly knows ME knows that I am too honest for my own sake, that I spit the truth either you like it or not. So… No mumbo-jumbo, no tricks, no spells, no illusions… Damnit, DON’T YOU GET IT? No cards up my sleeve, just me and my words and my Shield of Truth and my Sword of Justice… TADAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! And seems that I bring on such an entertaining show, huh?
No show. I am all I want to be, TAKE IT OR LEAVE IT. Believe, or not. Trust, or not. Be on my side, or not. There are no middle points. Love me, or not. I am not taking any more shit from anyone. Be, or simply don’t… But then, FACE the CONSEQUENCES, and don’t you WHINE about THEM!
The way of the warrior is cold as steel, is sacrificed, and is despised by many… but it takes comfort on the warmth of the blood that the blade spills, and its core is fueled by honor that many betray. I am a TRUE warrior. I shall never fight you while you turn your back to me, or if you are innocent. But speak with actions of evil, betrayal and deceit, and my sword will not have pity on you. Feelings run deep, but I do excel at my duty… Death before dishonor.
10-4
I have been forged by fire and ice, through the good and the bad… And although MY life has not been perfect, it has been HONORABLE and I have given more than my 100% to my friends, to my family, to work and to studying. I have done so far everything that I said that I would do, and I am not stopping. I am an ongoing SOMETHING settling for CHANGE at all times, nothing more nothing less. I cannot and will not be a conformist, especially knowing all I do and wanting to do all I still want to do. If ANYBODY dislikes ANYTHING I do or say or think, from the bottom of my heart: FUCK IT. I am who I am, I know who I am, and I absolutely LOVE who I am. I am not about to change my SELF, body and soul included, just because I could be a hit in the social corner or in any other corner. I do not sell myself short, and I expect things from myself that go beyond the things I expect from people. I am hard with myself, because I have high standards. And I deserve to be surrounded by people who at least can appreciate my standards even if they go way below them.
I can go with the flow, and accept and move on, but do not expect me to try drowning myself in shit because that simply won’t happen. Because of who I am, because before anything or anyone else, I am in love with MYSELF, and I worship MYSELF and I expect great things from the only person that has NEVER failed me… MYSELF. I am my biggest fan, I am my own brigade, I am my own army, I am my own motivation, I am my greatest dream. So I feel sorry for you, the little people, the ones that obey society’s whims and commands without thinking just for the sake of belonging to something. I will always look through the glass that separates us, with contempt and even sadness… But I just can’t and won’t betray who I am for you. No matter how much I feel for you, no matter how deeply I love you… In the end, I love myself the most.
I talked about disappointment before… Yes, it comes from my greatest love as well as from my greatest friend, as well as my greatest hope and as well as from my greatest gamble... Then it goes on with the never-ending ones that are and are not all at the same time. I hate absence. I hate absence especially when it is at your side, in your nose. And then comes the circle of questions that are NONSENSE, which comes from mistrust… When there is no trust, there can be no love. It is a funny thing… Being up front, crystal clear, blunt, simple, straightforward seems to give absolutely no answers to some people… It is almost like they do not listen! They are so focused on their own beliefs and their own fantastic little worlds that when they clash with reality they can only mumble insanely the same words once, twice, and then some… LIGHTEN UP! WAKE UP!
WHAT’s GOING ON?! Whoever truly knows ME knows that I am too honest for my own sake, that I spit the truth either you like it or not. So… No mumbo-jumbo, no tricks, no spells, no illusions… Damnit, DON’T YOU GET IT? No cards up my sleeve, just me and my words and my Shield of Truth and my Sword of Justice… TADAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! And seems that I bring on such an entertaining show, huh?
No show. I am all I want to be, TAKE IT OR LEAVE IT. Believe, or not. Trust, or not. Be on my side, or not. There are no middle points. Love me, or not. I am not taking any more shit from anyone. Be, or simply don’t… But then, FACE the CONSEQUENCES, and don’t you WHINE about THEM!
The way of the warrior is cold as steel, is sacrificed, and is despised by many… but it takes comfort on the warmth of the blood that the blade spills, and its core is fueled by honor that many betray. I am a TRUE warrior. I shall never fight you while you turn your back to me, or if you are innocent. But speak with actions of evil, betrayal and deceit, and my sword will not have pity on you. Feelings run deep, but I do excel at my duty… Death before dishonor.
10-4
It is a constant dissapointment... People are... Everyone... In every sense... Friends and foes... Family and strangers... Lovers and enemies... Constant dissapointments...
It is not easy ignoring how dumb and stupid people can be with you... It is not easy smiling so the show goes on in this Big Show called Life. It is best not to think, so things are just done, so actions are taken, and there is no bias towards that...
It is sad how good intentions and truth can be bent at will by those you love most. It is sad when you know you give all you've got and even a bit more, to keep on receiving daggers... It is sad to stand strong at all times even when you feel your wounds have taken the best of you, even if you are bleeding to death... and then you realize you stand strong for the wrong cause or people... It is sad, when all you've got is more time in your hands to built, when you thought you already built...
But isn't it good, isn't it grand, isn't it great... To live the life you like... Even if it hurts you every step of the way... Crystals in the floor from so many shattered mirrors can be such a nuisance...
Still, I stand... I walk... I live... The Show must go On.
10-4
It is not easy ignoring how dumb and stupid people can be with you... It is not easy smiling so the show goes on in this Big Show called Life. It is best not to think, so things are just done, so actions are taken, and there is no bias towards that...
It is sad how good intentions and truth can be bent at will by those you love most. It is sad when you know you give all you've got and even a bit more, to keep on receiving daggers... It is sad to stand strong at all times even when you feel your wounds have taken the best of you, even if you are bleeding to death... and then you realize you stand strong for the wrong cause or people... It is sad, when all you've got is more time in your hands to built, when you thought you already built...
But isn't it good, isn't it grand, isn't it great... To live the life you like... Even if it hurts you every step of the way... Crystals in the floor from so many shattered mirrors can be such a nuisance...
Still, I stand... I walk... I live... The Show must go On.
10-4
Tuesday, November 16, 2004
Morning's hard coffee's cold
Pretending that the days mean more than getting old
Stale headlines others drenched in pride
Marching to their drum with fear standing beside
But if I close my eyes and throw back my head
I can see his face and I hear the words he said
And my memories ache and my senses burn
Did he dream too late will we ever learn
I, I want to testify
My love still lives and breathes
And my soul is screaming why
The thoughts won't let me sleep
Don't let hearts break
And don't let children cry
Before it gets too late
I want to testify
I take what's said as my daily bread
I turn the page and I turn my head
I pick I choose on the evening news
Cause by cause they fight and one by one they lose
Must I live my days in these concrete ways
Will the fire break through this smoky haze
And I swear tonight I'm gonna find that place
It's not the love that dies but the understanding ways
I, I want to testify
My love still lives and breathes
And my soul is screaming why
The thoughts won't let me sleep
Don't let hearts break
And don't let children cry
Before it gets too late
I want to testify
Rip through the wire that screens in my window
Throw open the shade that covers my mind
I'm going to touch I've got to believe
The bell tolls for me
I, I want to testify
My love still lives and breathes
And my soul is screaming why
The thoughts won't let me sleep
Don't let hearts break
And don't let children cry
Before it gets too late
I want to testify
-Melissa Etheridge, "Testify"
Pretending that the days mean more than getting old
Stale headlines others drenched in pride
Marching to their drum with fear standing beside
But if I close my eyes and throw back my head
I can see his face and I hear the words he said
And my memories ache and my senses burn
Did he dream too late will we ever learn
I, I want to testify
My love still lives and breathes
And my soul is screaming why
The thoughts won't let me sleep
Don't let hearts break
And don't let children cry
Before it gets too late
I want to testify
I take what's said as my daily bread
I turn the page and I turn my head
I pick I choose on the evening news
Cause by cause they fight and one by one they lose
Must I live my days in these concrete ways
Will the fire break through this smoky haze
And I swear tonight I'm gonna find that place
It's not the love that dies but the understanding ways
I, I want to testify
My love still lives and breathes
And my soul is screaming why
The thoughts won't let me sleep
Don't let hearts break
And don't let children cry
Before it gets too late
I want to testify
Rip through the wire that screens in my window
Throw open the shade that covers my mind
I'm going to touch I've got to believe
The bell tolls for me
I, I want to testify
My love still lives and breathes
And my soul is screaming why
The thoughts won't let me sleep
Don't let hearts break
And don't let children cry
Before it gets too late
I want to testify
-Melissa Etheridge, "Testify"
Es por culpa de una hembra
Que me estoy volviendo loco.
No puedo vivir sin ella,
Pero con ella tampoco.
Y si de éste mal de amores
Yo me fuera pa la tumba,
A mi no me mandéis flores
Que como dice esta rumba:
Quise cortar la flor
Más tierna del rosal,
Pensando que de amor
No me podría pinchar,
Y mientras me pinchaba
Me enseñó una cosa
Que una rosa es una rosa, es una rosa.
Y cuando abrí la mano
Y la deje caer
Rompieron a sangrar las llagas en mi piel
Y con sus pétalos
Me las curó mimosa
Que una rosa es una rosa, es una rosa.
Pero cuanto más me cura,
Al ratito más me escuece
Porque amar es el empiece
De la palabra AMARGURA.
Una mentira y un credo
Por cada espina del tallo,
Que injertándose en los dedos
Una rosa es un rosario.
Quise cortar la flor
Más tierna del rosal,
Pensando que de amor
No me podría pinchar,
Y mientras me pinchaba
Me enseñó una cosa
Que una rosa es una rosa, es una rosa.
Y cuando abrí la mano
Y la deje caer
Rompieron a sangrar las llagas en mi piel
Y con sus pétalos
Me las curó mimosa
Que una rosa es una rosa, es una rosa.
Una rosa, es una rosa es
Una rosa, es una rosa es.
Quise cortar la flor
Más tierna del rosal,
Pensando que de amor
No me podría pinchar,
Y mientras me pinchaba
Me enseñó una cosa
Que una rosa es una rosa, es una rosa.
Y cuando abrí la mano
Y la deje caer
Rompieron a sangrar las llagas en mi piel
Y con sus pétalos
Me las curó mimosa
Que una rosa es una rosa, es una rosa.
-Mecano, "Una Rosa es una Rosa"
Que me estoy volviendo loco.
No puedo vivir sin ella,
Pero con ella tampoco.
Y si de éste mal de amores
Yo me fuera pa la tumba,
A mi no me mandéis flores
Que como dice esta rumba:
Quise cortar la flor
Más tierna del rosal,
Pensando que de amor
No me podría pinchar,
Y mientras me pinchaba
Me enseñó una cosa
Que una rosa es una rosa, es una rosa.
Y cuando abrí la mano
Y la deje caer
Rompieron a sangrar las llagas en mi piel
Y con sus pétalos
Me las curó mimosa
Que una rosa es una rosa, es una rosa.
Pero cuanto más me cura,
Al ratito más me escuece
Porque amar es el empiece
De la palabra AMARGURA.
Una mentira y un credo
Por cada espina del tallo,
Que injertándose en los dedos
Una rosa es un rosario.
Quise cortar la flor
Más tierna del rosal,
Pensando que de amor
No me podría pinchar,
Y mientras me pinchaba
Me enseñó una cosa
Que una rosa es una rosa, es una rosa.
Y cuando abrí la mano
Y la deje caer
Rompieron a sangrar las llagas en mi piel
Y con sus pétalos
Me las curó mimosa
Que una rosa es una rosa, es una rosa.
Una rosa, es una rosa es
Una rosa, es una rosa es.
Quise cortar la flor
Más tierna del rosal,
Pensando que de amor
No me podría pinchar,
Y mientras me pinchaba
Me enseñó una cosa
Que una rosa es una rosa, es una rosa.
Y cuando abrí la mano
Y la deje caer
Rompieron a sangrar las llagas en mi piel
Y con sus pétalos
Me las curó mimosa
Que una rosa es una rosa, es una rosa.
-Mecano, "Una Rosa es una Rosa"
Una noche de resaca
al tratar de despertar
noté que por el ombligo
me empezaba a desinflar...
Que mi cuerpo se arrugaba
como un papel vegetal
e iba pasando, qué curioso,
al estado gaseoso.
Y tras la metamorfosis
me sentí mucho mejor...
era un aire gris oscuro
y con bastante polución...
se notaba en cualquier caso
que era aire de ciudad
que si bien no es el más sano
lo prefiere el ser humano
Aire
soñé por un momento
que era aire
oxígeno, nitrógeno y argón
sin forma definida ni color
fui aire volador
Como yo soy muy consciente
hasta en esta situación
decidí ser consecuente
con mi nueva dimensión
y probé a ser respirado
por la que duerme a mi lado
sin entrar en pormenores
yo sé hacer cosas mejores
Como no me satizfizo
la experiencia sexual
se me inflaron los vapores
me convertí en huracán
di unas tres o cuatro vueltas
y a la quinta me cansé
este cuarto es muy pequeño
para las cosas que sueño
Aire
soñé por un momento que era aire
oxígeno, nitrógeno y argón
sin forma definida ni color
fui aire volador
Y lo siento por mi novia
y el cristal que me cargué
me escapé por la ventana
y en picado me lancé
Pero tuve mala suerte
y cuando iba a remontar
me volví otra vez humano
no faltéis al funeral.
Aire
soñé por un momento que era aire
oxígeno, nitrógeno y argón
sin forma definida ni color
fui aire volador
- Mecano, "Aire"
al tratar de despertar
noté que por el ombligo
me empezaba a desinflar...
Que mi cuerpo se arrugaba
como un papel vegetal
e iba pasando, qué curioso,
al estado gaseoso.
Y tras la metamorfosis
me sentí mucho mejor...
era un aire gris oscuro
y con bastante polución...
se notaba en cualquier caso
que era aire de ciudad
que si bien no es el más sano
lo prefiere el ser humano
Aire
soñé por un momento
que era aire
oxígeno, nitrógeno y argón
sin forma definida ni color
fui aire volador
Como yo soy muy consciente
hasta en esta situación
decidí ser consecuente
con mi nueva dimensión
y probé a ser respirado
por la que duerme a mi lado
sin entrar en pormenores
yo sé hacer cosas mejores
Como no me satizfizo
la experiencia sexual
se me inflaron los vapores
me convertí en huracán
di unas tres o cuatro vueltas
y a la quinta me cansé
este cuarto es muy pequeño
para las cosas que sueño
Aire
soñé por un momento que era aire
oxígeno, nitrógeno y argón
sin forma definida ni color
fui aire volador
Y lo siento por mi novia
y el cristal que me cargué
me escapé por la ventana
y en picado me lancé
Pero tuve mala suerte
y cuando iba a remontar
me volví otra vez humano
no faltéis al funeral.
Aire
soñé por un momento que era aire
oxígeno, nitrógeno y argón
sin forma definida ni color
fui aire volador
- Mecano, "Aire"
Sunday, November 14, 2004
Que me gaste yo la vida devorando
Cada pensamiento tuyo,
cada paso
Que se borren tus lunares
y aparezcan en reemplazo
dibujados en tu cuerpo cada beso,
cada abrazo.
Y ahora que estas aqui,
yo de nuevo soy feliz
Pude entender que eras para mi.
Dejame quererte tanto,
que te seques con mi llanto
Que se nuble cada cielo
y que llueva hasta hacer charcos.
Dejame besarte tanto,
hasta que quedes sin aliento
Y abrazarte con tal fuerza
que te parta hasta los huesos.
Y ahora que estas aquí,
yo de nuevo soy feliz
Pude entender que eras para mi.
Quiero excederme,
perseguirte,
pretenderte,
Quiero amarte noche y dia
Quiero gastarme la vida.
Quiero amarrarte a mis - sesenta de cintura
llevarte como un tatuaje
quiero perder la cordura.
Quiero excederme,
perseguirte,
pretenderte,
Quiero amarte noche y dia
Quiero gastarme la vida.
Quiero amarrarte a mis - sesenta de cintura
llevarte como un tatuaje
quiero perder la cordura...
-Shakira, "Quiero"
Cada pensamiento tuyo,
cada paso
Que se borren tus lunares
y aparezcan en reemplazo
dibujados en tu cuerpo cada beso,
cada abrazo.
Y ahora que estas aqui,
yo de nuevo soy feliz
Pude entender que eras para mi.
Dejame quererte tanto,
que te seques con mi llanto
Que se nuble cada cielo
y que llueva hasta hacer charcos.
Dejame besarte tanto,
hasta que quedes sin aliento
Y abrazarte con tal fuerza
que te parta hasta los huesos.
Y ahora que estas aquí,
yo de nuevo soy feliz
Pude entender que eras para mi.
Quiero excederme,
perseguirte,
pretenderte,
Quiero amarte noche y dia
Quiero gastarme la vida.
Quiero amarrarte a mis - sesenta de cintura
llevarte como un tatuaje
quiero perder la cordura.
Quiero excederme,
perseguirte,
pretenderte,
Quiero amarte noche y dia
Quiero gastarme la vida.
Quiero amarrarte a mis - sesenta de cintura
llevarte como un tatuaje
quiero perder la cordura...
-Shakira, "Quiero"
Yesterday was a looooong day. Ended a loan (Yayyy!), and went on a small shopping spree. Got the grrrrreat lovely jacket I always wanted, velvet a furrrrrrr... Today went to see Trilogy, slept for a while and then got some chinese. Slow day, but heck, tomorrow starts working days, and I needed the rest...
Later kiddies...
10-4
Later kiddies...
10-4
Friday, November 12, 2004
Yesterday cleaned up and made a cloud mural in the bathroom. Went to get some celestial stuff in the afternoon with Trilogy as he briefly appeared in my house. That was cool. :) Later on, went with Groundel to get some goodies for the tummy and we hit jackpot... Wrong family order with LOTS of goodies!!! LOL You win some... :D
Went to San Juan today, business no pleasure. Had a reunion... It went ok, and one of the people got some pizza so lunch was served. Ahhhh, the driver left me at my home's gates... And here I am, tired and bored... Got some shoes at ebay, and browsing for some thinguies... Not much going on...
10-4
Went to San Juan today, business no pleasure. Had a reunion... It went ok, and one of the people got some pizza so lunch was served. Ahhhh, the driver left me at my home's gates... And here I am, tired and bored... Got some shoes at ebay, and browsing for some thinguies... Not much going on...
10-4
Wednesday, November 10, 2004
It’s great to see changes everywhere. Joe changed his skin to a new darker self, which is great. It reflects his personality better. And playing hard to catch is fun. Yayyyyy!!!
Yesterday spent my day in Aguadilla. Fixed some things and voila! But my arm is killing me from the driving… That is getting too anoying… Seems that the climate ain’t helping either… I have become an old hag! Bwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh
Passed by to check out Trilogy. He was in pissed mode because of a family affair. He needs to get out of that place, but in that I cannot help. It is something he must do on his own, to keep his groth process. At least I gave him some moral support, made him laugh… I hope that at least a bit of company soothed his spirit… Didn’t stay long with him, though. I was too tired, too achy, too sleepy. I went home, took a bath and went to sleep.
In the middle of everything Groundel updated me with his mother’s view of things, which sucks. So out of the blue, I am the bitch, I am a dissapointment and I am taking advantage of… him??? Hellooooooo? Anybody home? He was feeling bad about it, because he KNOWS me, and I was quite pissed because all I’ve done is tell the truth and try to help. If Michelle didn’t cut the expectations, well, SORRY but I am NOT sorry. She sold herself as someone who wanted to actually DO things for herself, move on, start a new life, yadda yadda. And I believed that crap. She arrived and I welcomed her as a sister, with opened arms. Then I realized I had to deal with a 21 year old with the mind of a 14th teenager… Almost mute, didn’t knew what to do, just stayed there playing and breathing. Oh, and following her friends ass making a big fuss over him. So… I tried basic training on her, showed her how to do things, and gave some lessons on business behaviour which she needs desperately because all the things she mentions that she does well, well… Sorry girl, but you suck at them. If that ad not been the case, you would have lasted longer at the jobs you had in NJ… Or you just forgot that each time you got a job it lasted just weeks? I DO remember it was quite frustrating for your mother… That and your overall carelessness… So, don’t even try to bring up crap about your working experience, which is almost nule. After pressuring for a month and a half I stopped doing that because I thought Michelle got the point. But she didn’t. Looking for a job is a continual process, and her continual process was Mauro. She started classes on October at the same institute that Mauro attends… casualty? And then it was a matter of staying camping out in his house every day of the week. And I ask myself… is that responsible behaviour? Is that how she plans to actually make changes in her life? Instead of helping she became a leech, and worst, a very selfish leech. If she is short sighted because of her “loyalty”to Mauro and his family THEN she has a BIG problem… well, among all the others that she has… I pay all bills, I work 40 hours a week, I have work-studied and passed through hardships so I know how it feels like when you REALLY want to do something and noone helps. The problem here is that although I was willing to help, Michelle was not willing of let go of her past, and so she kept tumbling in the mud. I pointed out all the wrong things she did so she would correct them and become the woman she told me she wanted to be… Seems she just lied. She solve things as a child would, sorry for her but I think I am dealing with an adult so I expect to receive feedback as an adult. My house, my rules… I asked little of her. I asked only that she kept things clean and do the dishes. What a fatality! She is plain lazy, and sorry but I cannot afford THAT in my life. I am working with grasping my life back, and being happy. A lazy leech won’t stop me from that.
And for the record: I am NOT racist. I can’t believe Michelle and Nilsa would say I am racist because I said Michelle should not wear black since it is not the best color for her because of her skin tone… Hello? Ever heard about dressing so you take advantage of your best features? Ever heard of fashion and design? If you call THAT racist, my, you are both plainly dumb. I wanted to help Michelle look her best, so she would appear more open and friendlier and to boost her self-esteem. If I were racist my 3 ex-boyfriends would have never been my boyfriends! And my best friend, Sara? She has the same skin color as Michelle and dark hair as Michelle… And she knows she looks best in colors straying from black… And she doesn’t think I am racist because I tell her which colors compliment her better… And what about Kara? She IS black! And she certainly doesn’t think I am racist! What a stupid thing to say when you have nothing ELSE to say! But then, little minds give just that…
And about Mauro: I said he was a bastard. I MEAN he IS a bastard. He uses Michelle psychologically and phisically all the time. He knows he has control over her in every aspect and so he takes advantage of that. Yes, the so-called Pentecostal boy is very true to God… from Friday night to Saturday night, one day out of seven. The rest of the week he curses, he uses everything to his own advantage, he made Michelle feel she was going somewhere with him, he disrespected her and treated her meanly and badly, always telling her what she should or shouldn’t dress, or what she should or shouldn’t do. So… If I called him a bastard… DING! Maybe he IS a bastard. He is a liar and a double-face. But I guess convenience blinds both Michelle and her mother. And yes, it was obvious the guy wanted to fuck Michelle while keeping his girlfriend in NJ. His eyes told me how ashamed he was of things. In the half-hour I spoke-screamed to him in my living room, I SAW his true colors, and while Michelle was crying in the other room she missed all that. The guy KNEW what I was complaining about, the guy is a player. The guy screwed everyone in his church back in NJ, so Hello??? Wake up, smell the coffee? Knock me with a brick if he doen’t deserve to be called a bastard! Because, he IS.
So, the big conclusion is… I am not racist, Mauro is a bastard, I asked Michelle to leave after giving her too many opportunities to make a new life come true, I don’t take shit from no one. If you think I am stupid, well, I’m not. I most of the time allow people to THINK that I am just for the sake of just helping and being happy… but do not mistake goodwill with brain damage. I know where I stand, I have been surrounded by people like Mauro and like Michelle so I know how things can get with them. I am not as young as you think, I am not as wild as you think, I am not as aloof as you think. I have deep grounds in matters of faith, responsibility and friendship. I LIKE heping, but not being taken advantage of. I live a good life, I don’t do drugs, I don’t smoke, I don’t pimp myself out, I have no vices, I don’t trash myself clubbing… I work, I enjoy studying and feeding the mind, I LOVE roleplaying games and e-bay… And I am a witch when it comes to judging people, because I can see their truth and their intentions. I choose to believe I can make a difference. But some things are not worth it. Dealing with Michelle and her mother has been a big waste of time, because they believe in men being on top of them, and so they live their lives like that. If saying the truth and being right on this matter brings on enemies, so be it. I have nothing to loose. I have something they don’t: Self-respect. Instead of saying things as gossip, they should have said things to one’s face, the way it should be. Sadly, they have no guts for that.
I had to write this, to vent it off since I know they won’t read it or know about my feelings on matters in any other way. It makes me so angry when people show their true colors after appearing to be so nice… Hidden agendas, biting a helping hand… People HAVE no CLASS these days… I feel betrayed, because I allowed Michelle to go into MY world without questioning her true intentions. And I know that what I showed her was something GOOD, an opportunity she splat in the wall…
Groundel gave me some support. He tries to be neutral, but is quite mad about the things they think they know about me, and the gossip-circle that they created. They even said I wanted to break-up the family… Yeah, now I am the devil… But then I have always been a dream to some, but a nightmare to others…
I embrace my destiny…
Yesterday spent my day in Aguadilla. Fixed some things and voila! But my arm is killing me from the driving… That is getting too anoying… Seems that the climate ain’t helping either… I have become an old hag! Bwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh
Passed by to check out Trilogy. He was in pissed mode because of a family affair. He needs to get out of that place, but in that I cannot help. It is something he must do on his own, to keep his groth process. At least I gave him some moral support, made him laugh… I hope that at least a bit of company soothed his spirit… Didn’t stay long with him, though. I was too tired, too achy, too sleepy. I went home, took a bath and went to sleep.
In the middle of everything Groundel updated me with his mother’s view of things, which sucks. So out of the blue, I am the bitch, I am a dissapointment and I am taking advantage of… him??? Hellooooooo? Anybody home?
And for the record: I am NOT racist. I can’t believe Michelle and Nilsa would say I am racist because I said Michelle should not wear black since it is not the best color for her because of her skin tone… Hello? Ever heard about dressing so you take advantage of your best features? Ever heard of fashion and design? If you call THAT racist, my, you are both plainly dumb. I wanted to help Michelle look her best, so she would appear more open and friendlier and to boost her self-esteem. If I were racist my 3 ex-boyfriends would have never been my boyfriends! And my best friend, Sara? She has the same skin color as Michelle and dark hair as Michelle… And she knows she looks best in colors straying from black… And she doesn’t think I am racist because I tell her which colors compliment her better… And what about Kara? She IS black! And she certainly doesn’t think I am racist! What a stupid thing to say when you have nothing ELSE to say! But then, little minds give just that…
And about Mauro: I said he was a bastard. I MEAN he IS a bastard. He uses Michelle psychologically and phisically all the time. He knows he has control over her in every aspect and so he takes advantage of that. Yes, the so-called Pentecostal boy is very true to God… from Friday night to Saturday night, one day out of seven. The rest of the week he curses, he uses everything to his own advantage, he made Michelle feel she was going somewhere with him, he disrespected her and treated her meanly and badly, always telling her what she should or shouldn’t dress, or what she should or shouldn’t do. So… If I called him a bastard… DING! Maybe he IS a bastard. He is a liar and a double-face. But I guess convenience blinds both Michelle and her mother. And yes, it was obvious the guy wanted to fuck Michelle while keeping his girlfriend in NJ. His eyes told me how ashamed he was of things. In the half-hour I spoke-screamed to him in my living room, I SAW his true colors, and while Michelle was crying in the other room she missed all that. The guy KNEW what I was complaining about, the guy is a player. The guy screwed everyone in his church back in NJ, so Hello??? Wake up, smell the coffee? Knock me with a brick if he doen’t deserve to be called a bastard! Because, he IS.
So, the big conclusion is… I am not racist, Mauro is a bastard, I asked Michelle to leave after giving her too many opportunities to make a new life come true, I don’t take shit from no one. If you think I am stupid, well, I’m not. I most of the time allow people to THINK that I am just for the sake of just helping and being happy… but do not mistake goodwill with brain damage. I know where I stand, I have been surrounded by people like Mauro and like Michelle so I know how things can get with them. I am not as young as you think, I am not as wild as you think, I am not as aloof as you think. I have deep grounds in matters of faith, responsibility and friendship. I LIKE heping, but not being taken advantage of. I live a good life, I don’t do drugs, I don’t smoke, I don’t pimp myself out, I have no vices, I don’t trash myself clubbing… I work, I enjoy studying and feeding the mind, I LOVE roleplaying games and e-bay… And I am a witch when it comes to judging people, because I can see their truth and their intentions. I choose to believe I can make a difference. But some things are not worth it. Dealing with Michelle and her mother has been a big waste of time, because they believe in men being on top of them, and so they live their lives like that. If saying the truth and being right on this matter brings on enemies, so be it. I have nothing to loose. I have something they don’t: Self-respect. Instead of saying things as gossip, they should have said things to one’s face, the way it should be. Sadly, they have no guts for that.
I had to write this, to vent it off since I know they won’t read it or know about my feelings on matters in any other way. It makes me so angry when people show their true colors after appearing to be so nice… Hidden agendas, biting a helping hand… People HAVE no CLASS these days… I feel betrayed, because I allowed Michelle to go into MY world without questioning her true intentions. And I know that what I showed her was something GOOD, an opportunity she splat in the wall…
Groundel gave me some support. He tries to be neutral, but is quite mad about the things they think they know about me, and the gossip-circle that they created. They even said I wanted to break-up the family… Yeah, now I am the devil… But then I have always been a dream to some, but a nightmare to others…
I embrace my destiny…
Sunday, November 07, 2004
Skeletor and Hordak Dance
Ok... go to http://www.malevole.com/mv/misc/tribute/ and enjoy... :))
The day went fast and furious, amen. Went to check out my aunt, went to visit Trilogy and things are slowly falling in place...
Groundelette went away happy and spankin' so I guess now she'll be happy with the freedom she'll get. Whatever. Not my concern from the moment she stepped out. Live long and prosper (after you finish studying).
Groundel seems a bit less stressed. He's just mad his mom didn't bless him in the morning when she called his sister... He thinks they will just be pissed at him for how things turned out... Big deal. Not his decision anyway, I was the one giving the brilliant idea of her staying with us in the first place, so it only made sense I ended with the problem. I have a bitch reputation to maintain after all... So, I guess now Groundel can focus more into his own life, be a bit more talkative and go on finishing his BA. He's mentioning a lot that after he finishes studying he'll go to the states... Well, if that's how he feels he should handle things... I like having him around, I value him a lot and he is my best friend, but I guess that in order to prove some things some hurtful actions must take place... He has shown support for me in my decision to date Trilogy and see if we are as True as we think... I know it must hurt him much, but we cannot go on through life wondering about the what if's. I MUST know if my story with my so-called true love is a Neverending Story or if it is the Last Lie. I cannot go on through life regretting not giving Trilogy and me a fair chance. It takes guts from Groundel to let me go and still be there to watch over me. He knows I've not lied to him anytime, and that even if we have many bad times we also have our share of laughs... it is all called sharing LIFE. :)
Trilogy was a bit of a pain since his visit to his psycho... Each time he sees her she puts ideas in his head that may work for some IF I were as normal as everybody else... The woman has no idea of who I am, and I bet that she has a completely wrong vision of my life codes... Well, nevertheless, we have been seeing each other and talking and so far no big fight... Breaking our own record, still! LOL If things stayed like this I would be the happiest... But I know that our thing is still in diapers even if we have a background of 15 years... Being unbiased is labor... Nevertheless, we are trying... That should mean something... ;)
Tired. Must catch zzzzz's for this week will be loooooong, I can foresee that...
10-4
The day went fast and furious, amen. Went to check out my aunt, went to visit Trilogy and things are slowly falling in place...
Groundelette went away happy and spankin' so I guess now she'll be happy with the freedom she'll get. Whatever. Not my concern from the moment she stepped out. Live long and prosper (after you finish studying).
Groundel seems a bit less stressed. He's just mad his mom didn't bless him in the morning when she called his sister... He thinks they will just be pissed at him for how things turned out... Big deal. Not his decision anyway, I was the one giving the brilliant idea of her staying with us in the first place, so it only made sense I ended with the problem. I have a bitch reputation to maintain after all... So, I guess now Groundel can focus more into his own life, be a bit more talkative and go on finishing his BA. He's mentioning a lot that after he finishes studying he'll go to the states... Well, if that's how he feels he should handle things... I like having him around, I value him a lot and he is my best friend, but I guess that in order to prove some things some hurtful actions must take place... He has shown support for me in my decision to date Trilogy and see if we are as True as we think... I know it must hurt him much, but we cannot go on through life wondering about the what if's. I MUST know if my story with my so-called true love is a Neverending Story or if it is the Last Lie. I cannot go on through life regretting not giving Trilogy and me a fair chance. It takes guts from Groundel to let me go and still be there to watch over me. He knows I've not lied to him anytime, and that even if we have many bad times we also have our share of laughs... it is all called sharing LIFE. :)
Trilogy was a bit of a pain since his visit to his psycho... Each time he sees her she puts ideas in his head that may work for some IF I were as normal as everybody else... The woman has no idea of who I am, and I bet that she has a completely wrong vision of my life codes...
Tired. Must catch zzzzz's for this week will be loooooong, I can foresee that...
10-4
You are pure love. Pure and deep. You not only want
to but NEED to find your one true love. You are
not afraid of any challenge for your love, and
it is something to truly treasure.
What kind of love are you?
brought to you by Quizilla
Imagination
What Kanji word best suits you?
brought to you by Quizilla
Category VI - The Strange
Attractor
Though you're not quite sure why, people are drawn
to you like moths to a flame. You really
are too cool for words.
What Type of Social Entity are You?
brought to you by Quizilla
You are Ella, one of our most complex characters in
our story. You can rotate your role in life as
you choose, when you want the spotlight, you
bask in it, but you can also back away quickly
and brood in a corner. You love chocolate, and
can be insanely hyper one moment, then serious
as all hell in the next. It is difficult for
you to love someone, since the only person you
really cared for died when you were only three.
You are an EXTREME feminist, and you always
speak your mind. You have power over the water
(but you are afraid of the ocean o.O) and you
have mind powers (screw with someone's head or
read someone's thoughts) and you can steal
people's abilities, making you one tough chick.
If you had a personality disorder, it would be
Klepto and Denial. You deny the fact that you
do love someone, and you can burst out
uncontrollably when you had enough. You steal
people's items and tend to keep them for your
own intention. Overall...you're a cool cat,
and you know it!
If you were a story character, what would your personality be like?
brought to you by Quizilla
Bai Hu - Tiger!
Mythological Background: The tiger is associated
with strength and the desire for a challenge.
It is also associated with hope to win, or
rather, the blooming season. It is also linked
to meandering, or the ability to be in contact
with a lot of aspects. The tiger also stands
for war and soldiers fighting to the end, for
the sake of their country.
Which Chinese Mythological Being Are You?
brought to you by Quizilla
to but NEED to find your one true love. You are
not afraid of any challenge for your love, and
it is something to truly treasure.
What kind of love are you?
brought to you by Quizilla
Imagination
What Kanji word best suits you?
brought to you by Quizilla
Category VI - The Strange
Attractor
Though you're not quite sure why, people are drawn
to you like moths to a flame. You really
are too cool for words.
What Type of Social Entity are You?
brought to you by Quizilla
You are Ella, one of our most complex characters in
our story. You can rotate your role in life as
you choose, when you want the spotlight, you
bask in it, but you can also back away quickly
and brood in a corner. You love chocolate, and
can be insanely hyper one moment, then serious
as all hell in the next. It is difficult for
you to love someone, since the only person you
really cared for died when you were only three.
You are an EXTREME feminist, and you always
speak your mind. You have power over the water
(but you are afraid of the ocean o.O) and you
have mind powers (screw with someone's head or
read someone's thoughts) and you can steal
people's abilities, making you one tough chick.
If you had a personality disorder, it would be
Klepto and Denial. You deny the fact that you
do love someone, and you can burst out
uncontrollably when you had enough. You steal
people's items and tend to keep them for your
own intention. Overall...you're a cool cat,
and you know it!
If you were a story character, what would your personality be like?
brought to you by Quizilla
Bai Hu - Tiger!
Mythological Background: The tiger is associated
with strength and the desire for a challenge.
It is also associated with hope to win, or
rather, the blooming season. It is also linked
to meandering, or the ability to be in contact
with a lot of aspects. The tiger also stands
for war and soldiers fighting to the end, for
the sake of their country.
Which Chinese Mythological Being Are You?
brought to you by Quizilla
Saturday, November 06, 2004
Dearly Beloved Groundelette:
Ok, so I just don’t want more bull on things, sue me for wanting peace and tranquility… I don’t expect slaves around me, but reciprocity. Translation: I pay light (which skyrocketted last month to 300 bucks…), phone, rent, food… I work until 4:30pm… If you are living your life for free and if you know that you are allowed room to live YOUR life then there is no space for complaints but playing Cinderella and keeping the boss happy. Well, this boss is not happy, and I have had enough. I gambled away my privacy in order to help you, but you follow stupid ideas on matters of whom your loyalty turns to in the end. Your interests demand you stick to your dearly beloved Mauro and family even knowing the use you for their own purposes. It is ironic you speak of not being MY slave, but you are THEIR slave even if their helping you is almost absent. You have a LONG way to learn what REAL friendship is for, and to choose the right people to be around… If you don’t like me or my ways, FUCK IT. But I am crystal clear in my ways and do not lie. Those you try to defend are mere pawns that shrouds themselves in appearances and lies.
Not caring what the world think? Honey, how NAIVE and BRATISH of you! Even when you do not give a fuck on what people think, sometimes you have to play your part in the big theater of LIFE to get what you need. Being mild and passive as you are will make you face many obstacles. You say you are sooooooo experienced and soooooo professional… No one calling you yet, right? Darling, when in Rome do as you are expected in Rome until you have the BELIEFS to truly stand for your own… But trying to gather beliefs to defend your so-called “dearly beloved” friends is uncalled for, and will get you nowhere.
So, since my advises are stupid for you, and since you believe I am not truly a good friend, I demand you take your things and go. Go get the help of those dearly beloved, I set free my personal slave. You have until Sunday to complete taking your things. I am tired of being bitten by the people I try to help. Go get thrashed by life on your own. You NEED the reality check. And by the way, honey, you are my size… so darling, you ARE fat like it or not.
And so concludes entries on Groundelette and Fabio, a big drama that simply sucks.
10-4
Ok, so I just don’t want more bull on things, sue me for wanting peace and tranquility… I don’t expect slaves around me, but reciprocity. Translation: I pay light (which skyrocketted last month to 300 bucks…), phone, rent, food… I work until 4:30pm… If you are living your life for free and if you know that you are allowed room to live YOUR life then there is no space for complaints but playing Cinderella and keeping the boss happy. Well, this boss is not happy, and I have had enough. I gambled away my privacy in order to help you, but you follow stupid ideas on matters of whom your loyalty turns to in the end. Your interests demand you stick to your dearly beloved Mauro and family even knowing the use you for their own purposes. It is ironic you speak of not being MY slave, but you are THEIR slave even if their helping you is almost absent. You have a LONG way to learn what REAL friendship is for, and to choose the right people to be around… If you don’t like me or my ways, FUCK IT. But I am crystal clear in my ways and do not lie. Those you try to defend are mere pawns that shrouds themselves in appearances and lies.
Not caring what the world think? Honey, how NAIVE and BRATISH of you! Even when you do not give a fuck on what people think, sometimes you have to play your part in the big theater of LIFE to get what you need. Being mild and passive as you are will make you face many obstacles. You say you are sooooooo experienced and soooooo professional… No one calling you yet, right? Darling, when in Rome do as you are expected in Rome until you have the BELIEFS to truly stand for your own… But trying to gather beliefs to defend your so-called “dearly beloved” friends is uncalled for, and will get you nowhere.
So, since my advises are stupid for you, and since you believe I am not truly a good friend, I demand you take your things and go. Go get the help of those dearly beloved, I set free my personal slave. You have until Sunday to complete taking your things. I am tired of being bitten by the people I try to help. Go get thrashed by life on your own. You NEED the reality check. And by the way, honey, you are my size… so darling, you ARE fat like it or not.
And so concludes entries on Groundelette and Fabio, a big drama that simply sucks.
10-4
Took the day off to go get the car's inspection, make some deposits, check some stuff at the local mall, visit the post office, get a government loan and smile... all in one day... tiresome! Trilogy went with me on daylight so the dogs wouldn't bite me. ;P At night visited a chain store to gather needful stuff and food. Somewhere between the lines I was reminded that eating is part of life... :D I kinda forgot...
Where is Quevedo? The world may never know...
Where is Quevedo? The world may never know...
Thursday, November 04, 2004
Yesterday was a long day… I need sleep but can’t. After I went away from work I had to make various stops… bring some correspondence to my aunt, then take Groundel to his college, then go to Lucinda’s place to get my pills, then back to Groundel’s college, then grab something to eat on the way back because I was starving… then check some bids which I lose because they ended yesterday and wasn’t home… Grrr… Then FINALLY to bed at midnight… I’m still tired, waking up was not easy today. I was dreaming I was taking a class at my old college and I was arguing with a professor… LOL What an irony, I NEVER argued with them in reality… I think it was The Barbarian… Funny, that’s the absolutely LAST person to argue with, he may take out his two-handed sword and wack your pretty head anytime! Ok… so woke up with a smile in my face (nothing as good as a grrrrrrreat fight even if fake, before breakfast! So I am Aries, and I absolutely fall head over heels for ARES will, sue me! Maybe I should have enlisted in the ARMY or something, I am always planning strategies and seems the art of WAR comes easily to me… Another irony, since I believe so much in the “make Love not War” slogan… Ah, always little bi-polar me…LOL)
Been pretty bored at work… Not much to do… So I’ve been organizing my laptop and getting rid of junk… I also started making some subtle changes in my A&T site, and am building a site dedicated to little old homeland… I am building it as a separate site from the A&T, but it should be linked from there… Want to accomplish this little project… Basically, I should try to travel to a different town or city each weekend so I get pictures of that citie’s main places, parks or historical landmarks, cultural or fun places… Of course, I will begin with the Western area, leaving the rest of the island for later… I think that the West side is always left on the side when it comes to talking about PR in matters of all the attractions it has. So I want to find out each town’s little secrets and let the whole world know about it. My main interest is pictorial, but I’ll try including basic historical highlights, the town’s banner or shield, and the important people born in them… For educational purposes, so any outlander or highlander may experience what it’s like to live in this island and actually see we have NO TRIBES in here (sorry, but seems that people all over the world believe we wear tattered rags that covers just the basics and that we go around being hunting savages or something…), that we are pioneers in TECHNOLOGY (yup, small island has the BIGGEST radiotelescope of the WORLD plus many technologically specialized industries for the pharmaceutical and computer areas), and that our greatest asset is our PEOPLE (most puertoricans have studied, are professionals, are bilingual, and are not as STUPID as the world may think). Of course, outside the educative purpose I want a pictorial guide that any tourist will find appealing. And all this I’ll do for free just because it’s fun… it’s a personal project, a hobby… I want to rediscover my homeland in a way I have not seen it before… Gosh, all this patriotism is making me nauseous! LOL
Hmmm, as a last thought on this matter… It would be fun if Coriolis joined me, after all he bought this amazing and expensive camera to visit the outdoors and he still has not accomplish that idea! Well… not his fault, he’s a corporate slave… But hey, when you decide to have a life, contact me! ;) Maybe we could build this site together, that should be fun.
From what I’ve read Joe’s had used his powers once more and had send a giant lightning bolt towards J… Well, not news really, but she deserves it. I would understand her attitude better if her past relationships had been so meaningful, but they were NOT, so her attitude was appalling. Viewing how he is, I am glad he still talks to me… He hates my guts in many aspects of who I am, but somehow he managed to view me as worth “salvaging”… not letting my ship sink into the never-ending depths of the ocean… I see some parallel lines between J and me in matters of keeping our past in the present, but the differences come from the small detail that I’ve been with my loves for more than 8 years each… I have whole lifetimes to think of, to balance, to grieve for, to try… She had a handful of smoke… Just a thought that popped in my mind… Joe was pretty bipolar with me, but I was pretty bipolar with him… LOL All in all, I’m glad he’s still around to give me a few laughts and some of his completely harsh reality checks on life… Brutally honest yet one of the most thoughtful persons I have met. Somehow I always have this mental image of him waiting in a port, and this blurred gal running towards him, embracing him forever. I think THAT is the one for him, and will always be. Who knows, the world gives many turns, and we ain’t so far from England after all… That would be one of his greatest dreams come true… Ah, why women must be so… complicated… leaning towards stupid? We have our Greatest Love in front of us, and it is when it is lost that we decide to reach for him… And most of the times, that never happens… Depressing, but true.
Out of that bubble, into Disney’s realm… Watched Cinderella last night (for the first time… yup, knew the story, had the LP, knew the songs, just had never seen the actual friggin movie…ok?). So Disney makes all rats alike, all cats alike, all birds alike, all evil ladies with the same face and even hairdo… LOL At least now I can see Shrek again and TRULY understand the jokes that were funny anyway… ;P I’m very into Cheshire Cat, I completely feel attuned with him! Sad it is so hard to get stuff with him on the cover… Anyhow, at least Emily Strange and superhero stuff makes up for the lack of Cheshire around us… :D
Well, I’m supposed to go get Trilogy after work, to take him to the mall to get some needful things for his school… Being with no TV and no internet has been good for him… His feeding his brain feels almost as if he had an expansion chip in his head. LOL Well, it is interesting that now he says he doesn’t believe in ghosts or anything from “afterlife” or religions of any kind… He now thinks that even psychic powers are not real… Well, have to disagree with those thoughts… We have only explored 15% of the human mind, and tha means there’s 85% of misterious forces that any human can develop and actually use. The matter about the afterlife is a bit empty, as I see it it would be completely senseless to believe that you die and that’s it. Plus plain boring. LOL Where’s the opportunity to achieve perfection? Because perfection cannot be reached through one lifetime. It is a process of gathering knowledge and actions throughout years and years, throughout different eras and situations… It doesn’t matter if the belief should be called reincarnation, or just having multiples sides of you at the same time in different universes, or just keeping the concept of Heaven or Hell or Limbo… The important outcome is CHANGE, never-ending transformation that leads towards the perfection which I see as the use of the mind at its 100%… which leads to the seen everything, been everywhere… which leads towards MORE creation… If there were no God, then you would absolutely HAVE to believe that a higher entity with a 100% of capacities and abilities and dreams and actions and achievements BECOMES god and begins another stage of creation on its own… What matters is not the belief in God but the belief in PERFECTION that should be the model for any human behavior. Personally, I believe in God, I believe in His making humans at his own image. Meaning humans have the capacity to become gods as well, if we reach PERFECTION. Meaning creation is endless. And while humans walk towards that goal so very slowly, God keeps on creating other universes and allowing knowledge and guidance and comfort and love to help us as tools towards perfection. If I am insane on believing this, so be it. Believing in no religion is a way of walking backwards… in reality EVERY religion is right. Every religion was born due to certain circunstances in certain historical periods… And all have one main goal: PERFECTION of the soul. The praise of the perfect being God can turn many ways, as we are praising ourself in a perfect stage. And that is not bad, that is great. Different people need different ways of tapping into their self-realization, religion is learned based on where you are born… and then based on what you learn and feel and assimilate and believe… But it all has the same end. And no matter the roads, the end is BEAUTY. And God should be pleased with that.
Ok… I guess that was the deep thought of the week… To be or NOT to be… That is the constant question, the constant choice we have, the constant decision we take… I think we should always be… The world would be a better place if everyone could be…
Next! Back to ranting… LOL Well, Groundel keeps on being as pissed as I am with Groundelette… I am mad because of what she does not do, he is mad because of what she does not ask or let him know. Seems that she and mother keeps their own webspinning of plans and events, and then get shocked when they hear what Groundel plans… sort of… I keep seeing a line there, the divisory line of him being the “laddy that solves things in a hurry when there’s no other choice”, instead of him being treated as a true flesh and blood real brother/son… That has always bothered me, but somehow it’s a matter that feels stingy and stinky on the present. They lack on the “planning things so nothing goes wrong” stage. Groundelette gave absolutely NO follow-up to the matter of the housing places… she has no job still… and if her mother comes to this forsaken island she will loose wellfare and other health benefits and so will only depend on her hubby for support and her hubby earns only a very small amount fron the SS… soooo… Groundelette is supposed to take over on that, if her mom comes here she will have to take care of medical expenses and medicines… and she doesn’t even have a health plan to cover anything… which translates to BIG PROBLEMS if her mom or dad get sick… She was supposed to get a job to get a place so she could also take care of her family issues… but that all faded away because of the giant spell we should call “ever-exhisting Fabio and his clan”. She follows orders, only if very pressed, and still takes no charge of her destiny. She goes to school and she loved it… duh, pretty boys to meet, time to kill, Fabio and clan to meet afterwards… Ah, a life full of oportunities and she takes the ones that gives her NOTHING in return! Instead of taking those opportunities she runs from them. Student counseling gives students tools for getting a job, actually they have a placement section BUT… nothing… And while she keeps on just fllowing pretty boys and Fabio and his clan, she keeps wasting valuable time she should “waste” on jobhunting. She needs to get an attitude, get the proper image, go ask for a job in the right places and give follow-up… She makes no phone calls to any industry… Oh, but she calls her girlfriends or Fabio or her mom everyday… That’s deep jobhunting… Yeah, in five years maybe McD’s will call her… Who knows… Her shyness has been the greatest excuse to do nothing. She is not shy. That’s bull. And her “child-like speech” will also get her nowhere because it helps feed the “this girl has problems” image. She seems not to realize that what she do trying to be playful and cute (or maybe a really lame act of getting attention) has many bad feedback from the people around her. I’ve been asked if she has mental problems, what’s her condition, if she’s “special”, if she has problems… My insisting on her trying to change her behavior and the way she handles herself in public and the way she “sells” herself has COMPLETELY failed. It has been 3 complete months that she has been in my apartment, and no change whatsoever in her attitude or actions. I thought she was outgoing, I though she had real experience working… Fro someone who worked in Victoria’s Secret and in a supermarket she shows she knows nothing of handling customers, handling people, handling her image, handling herself… People treat you as YOU let them treat you, as you let them believe you are. And sadly, here in my hometown that has many many exponential variables… Maybe if she were in Carolina or SanJuan she would not have so many problems, but HERE of all places you MUST sell yourself RIGHT or you will get nowhere.
Three months of preeching her, and she still doesn’t get it. I thought that by watching she would learn, but that has failed too. I am very myself anywhere, everywhere, bitchy, commanding… but I follow the codes I must follow at work. I am assertive and I know that every place requires a different behavior (outside of your own beliefs). I can go out there and get myself any simple job because I look at people in the eye, I know what to say, when to say it, how to give the bait, how to reap the harvest… Although my sentimental life is most of the time sucky, my professional life is good, stable… not peachy but I do have a constant income, I do my job and I do it well. I say what I must if I know I am right, anytime… But I do take care on the words I choose. All she has seen from me is fashion tips and sojourns… She has this “trying to be goth” thing that I really hate because SHE IS NOT GOTH. She doesn’t see beauty in darkness, she doesn’t like the music, she doesn’t like deep thinking, she is very into happy, sparkly, pink bunny fields, she always puts the little girl voice, and I think she just wears black so she thinks she doesn’t look fat because in reality the worst color she can choose for herself taking her looks and skin color… is black… Ah, people! Anyway… Being Goth is a matter of beliefs and lifestyle, not looks. Guess that’s too deep for most people’s understanding…
Out to luch, hungerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
10-4
Been pretty bored at work… Not much to do… So I’ve been organizing my laptop and getting rid of junk… I also started making some subtle changes in my A&T site, and am building a site dedicated to little old homeland… I am building it as a separate site from the A&T, but it should be linked from there… Want to accomplish this little project… Basically, I should try to travel to a different town or city each weekend so I get pictures of that citie’s main places, parks or historical landmarks, cultural or fun places… Of course, I will begin with the Western area, leaving the rest of the island for later… I think that the West side is always left on the side when it comes to talking about PR in matters of all the attractions it has. So I want to find out each town’s little secrets and let the whole world know about it. My main interest is pictorial, but I’ll try including basic historical highlights, the town’s banner or shield, and the important people born in them… For educational purposes, so any outlander or highlander may experience what it’s like to live in this island and actually see we have NO TRIBES in here (sorry, but seems that people all over the world believe we wear tattered rags that covers just the basics and that we go around being hunting savages or something…), that we are pioneers in TECHNOLOGY (yup, small island has the BIGGEST radiotelescope of the WORLD plus many technologically specialized industries for the pharmaceutical and computer areas), and that our greatest asset is our PEOPLE (most puertoricans have studied, are professionals, are bilingual, and are not as STUPID as the world may think). Of course, outside the educative purpose I want a pictorial guide that any tourist will find appealing. And all this I’ll do for free just because it’s fun… it’s a personal project, a hobby… I want to rediscover my homeland in a way I have not seen it before… Gosh, all this patriotism is making me nauseous! LOL
Hmmm, as a last thought on this matter… It would be fun if Coriolis joined me, after all he bought this amazing and expensive camera to visit the outdoors and he still has not accomplish that idea! Well… not his fault, he’s a corporate slave… But hey, when you decide to have a life, contact me! ;) Maybe we could build this site together, that should be fun.
From what I’ve read Joe’s had used his powers once more and had send a giant lightning bolt towards J… Well, not news really, but she deserves it. I would understand her attitude better if her past relationships had been so meaningful, but they were NOT, so her attitude was appalling. Viewing how he is, I am glad he still talks to me… He hates my guts in many aspects of who I am, but somehow he managed to view me as worth “salvaging”… not letting my ship sink into the never-ending depths of the ocean… I see some parallel lines between J and me in matters of keeping our past in the present, but the differences come from the small detail that I’ve been with my loves for more than 8 years each… I have whole lifetimes to think of, to balance, to grieve for, to try… She had a handful of smoke… Just a thought that popped in my mind… Joe was pretty bipolar with me, but I was pretty bipolar with him… LOL All in all, I’m glad he’s still around to give me a few laughts and some of his completely harsh reality checks on life… Brutally honest yet one of the most thoughtful persons I have met. Somehow I always have this mental image of him waiting in a port, and this blurred gal running towards him, embracing him forever. I think THAT is the one for him, and will always be. Who knows, the world gives many turns, and we ain’t so far from England after all… That would be one of his greatest dreams come true… Ah, why women must be so… complicated… leaning towards stupid? We have our Greatest Love in front of us, and it is when it is lost that we decide to reach for him… And most of the times, that never happens… Depressing, but true.
Out of that bubble, into Disney’s realm… Watched Cinderella last night (for the first time… yup, knew the story, had the LP, knew the songs, just had never seen the actual friggin movie…ok?). So Disney makes all rats alike, all cats alike, all birds alike, all evil ladies with the same face and even hairdo… LOL At least now I can see Shrek again and TRULY understand the jokes that were funny anyway… ;P I’m very into Cheshire Cat, I completely feel attuned with him! Sad it is so hard to get stuff with him on the cover… Anyhow, at least Emily Strange and superhero stuff makes up for the lack of Cheshire around us… :D
Well, I’m supposed to go get Trilogy after work, to take him to the mall to get some needful things for his school… Being with no TV and no internet has been good for him… His feeding his brain feels almost as if he had an expansion chip in his head. LOL Well, it is interesting that now he says he doesn’t believe in ghosts or anything from “afterlife” or religions of any kind… He now thinks that even psychic powers are not real… Well, have to disagree with those thoughts… We have only explored 15% of the human mind, and tha means there’s 85% of misterious forces that any human can develop and actually use. The matter about the afterlife is a bit empty, as I see it it would be completely senseless to believe that you die and that’s it. Plus plain boring. LOL Where’s the opportunity to achieve perfection? Because perfection cannot be reached through one lifetime. It is a process of gathering knowledge and actions throughout years and years, throughout different eras and situations… It doesn’t matter if the belief should be called reincarnation, or just having multiples sides of you at the same time in different universes, or just keeping the concept of Heaven or Hell or Limbo… The important outcome is CHANGE, never-ending transformation that leads towards the perfection which I see as the use of the mind at its 100%… which leads to the seen everything, been everywhere… which leads towards MORE creation… If there were no God, then you would absolutely HAVE to believe that a higher entity with a 100% of capacities and abilities and dreams and actions and achievements BECOMES god and begins another stage of creation on its own… What matters is not the belief in God but the belief in PERFECTION that should be the model for any human behavior. Personally, I believe in God, I believe in His making humans at his own image. Meaning humans have the capacity to become gods as well, if we reach PERFECTION. Meaning creation is endless. And while humans walk towards that goal so very slowly, God keeps on creating other universes and allowing knowledge and guidance and comfort and love to help us as tools towards perfection. If I am insane on believing this, so be it. Believing in no religion is a way of walking backwards… in reality EVERY religion is right. Every religion was born due to certain circunstances in certain historical periods… And all have one main goal: PERFECTION of the soul. The praise of the perfect being God can turn many ways, as we are praising ourself in a perfect stage. And that is not bad, that is great. Different people need different ways of tapping into their self-realization, religion is learned based on where you are born… and then based on what you learn and feel and assimilate and believe… But it all has the same end. And no matter the roads, the end is BEAUTY. And God should be pleased with that.
Ok… I guess that was the deep thought of the week… To be or NOT to be… That is the constant question, the constant choice we have, the constant decision we take… I think we should always be… The world would be a better place if everyone could be…
Next! Back to ranting… LOL Well, Groundel keeps on being as pissed as I am with Groundelette… I am mad because of what she does not do, he is mad because of what she does not ask or let him know. Seems that she and mother keeps their own webspinning of plans and events, and then get shocked when they hear what Groundel plans… sort of… I keep seeing a line there, the divisory line of him being the “laddy that solves things in a hurry when there’s no other choice”, instead of him being treated as a true flesh and blood real brother/son…
Three months of preeching her, and she still doesn’t get it. I thought that by watching she would learn, but that has failed too. I am very myself anywhere, everywhere, bitchy, commanding… but I follow the codes I must follow at work. I am assertive and I know that every place requires a different behavior (outside of your own beliefs). I can go out there and get myself any simple job because I look at people in the eye, I know what to say, when to say it, how to give the bait, how to reap the harvest… Although my sentimental life is most of the time sucky, my professional life is good, stable… not peachy but I do have a constant income, I do my job and I do it well. I say what I must if I know I am right, anytime… But I do take care on the words I choose. All she has seen from me is fashion tips and sojourns… She has this “trying to be goth” thing that I really hate because SHE IS NOT GOTH. She doesn’t see beauty in darkness, she doesn’t like the music, she doesn’t like deep thinking, she is very into happy, sparkly, pink bunny fields, she always puts the little girl voice, and I think she just wears black so she thinks she doesn’t look fat because in reality the worst color she can choose for herself taking her looks and skin color… is black… Ah, people! Anyway… Being Goth is a matter of beliefs and lifestyle, not looks. Guess that’s too deep for most people’s understanding…
Out to luch, hungerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
10-4
Tuesday, November 02, 2004
If I hear one more scream either from PNP or PPD I am gonna flip!!! Helloooooo!!! The funny thing is that the ones creating the mayhem are the non-voters, the kids that cannot go mark with a big X... Fortunately (or unfortunately, depends on perspective) there have been no physical accidents... yup, belief accidents and stupidity are accidents of everyday in or damned paradise island...
Finally got my medication, so no more blurredness in my sight... LOL Only the happy pills left to get... Hopefully I will pay a visit to Lucinda tomorrow night to get them... They are really expensive! Yikes!!! But they are a necessary evil for me, for now... Medicated necessary evil, thank you! Hmph!
Paid a visit to Trilogy today. Since I was in thinking mode due to the lack of happy pills for the last 3 days I kinda was gloomy and doomy... I have so many questions unanswered... I have so many ghosts and doubts... Better to be blindfolded and gaged... I do know that the last couple of weeks have been almost perfect, and that must count for something... He has issues, I have issues... So, until the issues get solved this is the best we can do... not a bad thing, really... It is funny that we are actually dating... we never dated... ;P Maybe that's were the getting to know some facts take life... It is a good change that we are giving each other a position we kinda never did before... I just wish that there were flips and fireworks and special effects that showed and convinced me flawlessly that he is true in all his words and actions... But I do know that convincing me will take a long while, lots of effort and plenty of patience... Hope he thinks we are worth it... Hope he gains my faith in him... Hope he gets out of the shell and into action, grasping a life he left uncontious for so many years now... Only time will tell...
Was in a beyond ogre mood during the morning... I still cannot use my spells to make the broom and the mop due the work by themselves, and the little princess (who is the only who doesn't work and has 70% free time in her life) just sleeps, go "study"(more like goes to check out the cute guys at school), keeps following Fabio's ass, and only do things when you actually point them out to her in a mean way... I am kind and polite, but don't get me on ogre mood BECAUSE it is CERTAIN you will not like the consequences. I hold grudges for long, especially when I see that things are NOT right. Responsability is a word of many deep meanings, and it's about time the little princess LEARNS it. This is the REAL world. Here you must DO things for yourself, you must EARN what you have (be it money or just plain RESPECT). Being with that asswipe of Fabio daily is a definitive no-no... I don't get it, why go to the effort of doing the right thing when she just doesn't give a damn fuck about it? Heck, if I had known she was gonna go to Fabios home EVERYDAY afterschool, and weekends, until sometime in the night, I would not have told her to stay at my home because it is kinda STUPID. Since the guy is gonna be your personal driver and everything, heck, go live with him! You have demonstrated so far you have no self-respect, no true self-esteem, no love for your self, no dignity, and a very skewed sense of right and wrong. Ah, yeah, the niuyorican look doesn't help any case either... I try to shed some light on things, but sometimes it seems there is a dimentional gap that just won't allow it...And I am not alone in these thoughts, her brother agrees. That's one reason besides the arguments with me that has made him so mad lately. We are both getting tired of her shit. If Fabio and pretty boys is all she wants, maybe it is all she's gotta get... 5ta enmienda...
Roxie ventured out of the bathroom, and has stayed underneath the bed the whole day... I guess she was feeling lonely and forgotten... Now at least she hears and sees voices and people... :)
Groundel helped me clean-up the place. He also made a super-delicious berry shake, old Fruizzle style... :) Great way to close Elections Day... ;) He has been helpful and thoughtful all these days. I know it is hard for him to try being nice at least, so kudos to that. Of course, he's playing non-stop... Some things never change...
Feeling... a bit blue, a bit pink, lots of yellow-bricked-roads... But as Gloria Gaynor said "I will survive".
10-4
Finally got my medication, so no more blurredness in my sight... LOL Only the happy pills left to get... Hopefully I will pay a visit to Lucinda tomorrow night to get them... They are really expensive! Yikes!!! But they are a necessary evil for me, for now... Medicated necessary evil, thank you! Hmph!
Paid a visit to Trilogy today. Since I was in thinking mode due to the lack of happy pills for the last 3 days I kinda was gloomy and doomy... I have so many questions unanswered... I have so many ghosts and doubts... Better to be blindfolded and gaged... I do know that the last couple of weeks have been almost perfect, and that must count for something... He has issues, I have issues... So, until the issues get solved this is the best we can do... not a bad thing, really... It is funny that we are actually dating... we never dated... ;P Maybe that's were the getting to know some facts take life... It is a good change that we are giving each other a position we kinda never did before... I just wish that there were flips and fireworks and special effects that showed and convinced me flawlessly that he is true in all his words and actions... But I do know that convincing me will take a long while, lots of effort and plenty of patience... Hope he thinks we are worth it... Hope he gains my faith in him... Hope he gets out of the shell and into action, grasping a life he left uncontious for so many years now... Only time will tell...
Was in a beyond ogre mood during the morning... I still cannot use my spells to make the broom and the mop due the work by themselves, and the little princess (who is the only who doesn't work and has 70% free time in her life) just sleeps, go "study"(more like goes to check out the cute guys at school), keeps following Fabio's ass, and only do things when you actually point them out to her in a mean way... I am kind and polite, but don't get me on ogre mood BECAUSE it is CERTAIN you will not like the consequences. I hold grudges for long, especially when I see that things are NOT right. Responsability is a word of many deep meanings, and it's about time the little princess LEARNS it. This is the REAL world. Here you must DO things for yourself, you must EARN what you have (be it money or just plain RESPECT). Being with that asswipe of Fabio daily is a definitive no-no... I don't get it, why go to the effort of doing the right thing when she just doesn't give a damn fuck about it? Heck, if I had known she was gonna go to Fabios home EVERYDAY afterschool, and weekends, until sometime in the night, I would not have told her to stay at my home because it is kinda STUPID. Since the guy is gonna be your personal driver and everything, heck, go live with him! You have demonstrated so far you have no self-respect, no true self-esteem, no love for your self, no dignity, and a very skewed sense of right and wrong. Ah, yeah, the niuyorican look doesn't help any case either...
Roxie ventured out of the bathroom, and has stayed underneath the bed the whole day... I guess she was feeling lonely and forgotten... Now at least she hears and sees voices and people... :)
Groundel helped me clean-up the place. He also made a super-delicious berry shake, old Fruizzle style... :) Great way to close Elections Day... ;) He has been helpful and thoughtful all these days. I know it is hard for him to try being nice at least, so kudos to that. Of course, he's playing non-stop...
Feeling... a bit blue, a bit pink, lots of yellow-bricked-roads... But as Gloria Gaynor said "I will survive".
10-4
I try to think about rainbows
When it gets bad
You got to think about something
To keep from going mad
I try to think about big fat roses
When the ship starts going down
But my head is wicked jealous
Don't want to talk about it right now
Long distance
Don't talk about ex-girlfriends
Don't talk about you with out me
Don't talk about your past
In my head
It's only in my head
In my head
It's only in my head
There's just something about you
That gets me in a twist
And sometimes I think
That cupid is just taking the piss
It only takes one word or idea
To send me in real deep
So if you think you're clever
Use the right words when you talk to me
Long distance
Don't talk about ex-girlfriends
Don't talk about you with out me
Don't talk about your past
In my head
It's only in my head
In my head
It's only in my head
I really think I have a problem
I really can't control myself
Why do I get so suspicious?
Do you want someone else?
Cause everybody wants everybody else
Everybody wants everybody else
Everybody wants everybody else
Only in my head...
It's only my head
In my head
It's only in my head
In my head
It's only in my head
Long distance
Don't talk about ex-girlfriends
Don't talk about you with out me
Don't talk about your past
Lets talk about the future
Lets talk about the wedding
Lets talk about Gwen Stefani
Let's talk about how much you like me
And all that
In my head
It's only in my head
In my head
It's only in my head
-NoDoubt, "In my head"
When it gets bad
You got to think about something
To keep from going mad
I try to think about big fat roses
When the ship starts going down
But my head is wicked jealous
Don't want to talk about it right now
Long distance
Don't talk about ex-girlfriends
Don't talk about you with out me
Don't talk about your past
In my head
It's only in my head
In my head
It's only in my head
There's just something about you
That gets me in a twist
And sometimes I think
That cupid is just taking the piss
It only takes one word or idea
To send me in real deep
So if you think you're clever
Use the right words when you talk to me
Long distance
Don't talk about ex-girlfriends
Don't talk about you with out me
Don't talk about your past
In my head
It's only in my head
In my head
It's only in my head
I really think I have a problem
I really can't control myself
Why do I get so suspicious?
Do you want someone else?
Cause everybody wants everybody else
Everybody wants everybody else
Everybody wants everybody else
Only in my head...
It's only my head
In my head
It's only in my head
In my head
It's only in my head
Long distance
Don't talk about ex-girlfriends
Don't talk about you with out me
Don't talk about your past
Lets talk about the future
Lets talk about the wedding
Lets talk about Gwen Stefani
Let's talk about how much you like me
And all that
In my head
It's only in my head
In my head
It's only in my head
-NoDoubt, "In my head"
Monday, November 01, 2004
"Another day, another moment that fades away... another minute in which thoughts of you blow my mind away..."
Work... Got there, and five minutes later I already wish I could resign... It is plain simple I am going nowhere in that place, and people just take me for granted on everything... They just wish to step all over those they consider a threat, I know that's the law of the jungle but hey, it's not my fault I am good at what I do... I do my job, and try to go beyond simply doing it... I see my users as "clients" and it is frustrating to me when I cannot deliver excellent service because of another guy's fault... And then I get a speech on how little the big puppeteers let us small rodents know about the Big Plans... Hah! Right... So they want me to think small... I guess I must start acting and thinking small to make them happy... I won't be the one with the consequences, but the users... and consequently the customers... But hey, who cares! Gotta dance at the drummer's beat! One more year...
Watched Snow White for the first time... do not laugh please, thank you... Loved it. Those early Disney movies where raw, full of emotion and definitively not so pink... LOL The only question is: Why is there a golden castle in the clouds at the ending? Did they die at some point? Hmmm...
Then watched Interview with the Vampire for the twenty-something time... the making of... the directors commentary... Ahhhhhh, nothing like giving in to the decadence and moral lessons of Anne Rice... Gimme more, gimme more! :D It would have been so beautiful if they had made the movies as sequels... the Queen of the Damned was such a crappy attempt to keep the legacy... Hopefully someday not so far away the same director and actors and even Anne will show up with decent movie scripts... I know... Wishful thinking...
Lucinda appeared to leave me a doctors prescription and to check out some bids... Another happy e-bayer... Sniff, sniff... Coriolis called but kept it short because I was REALLY hungry and Groundel had already bought food. Dig-in time! Yummy! And Groundelette appeared with an ugly dress almost at 10pm... LOL Her garments got wet and she had to borrow a dress from Fabio's mom... Ugh! I guess it's all for the sake of inhuman eyes... Whatever...
I feel at peace, and walking in the clouds at times... Hmmm... Crazy thing called love... Couldn't see Trilogy today, hopefully will see him tomorrow... if things do not get out of hand on Elections Day...
10-4
Work... Got there, and five minutes later I already wish I could resign... It is plain simple I am going nowhere in that place, and people just take me for granted on everything... They just wish to step all over those they consider a threat, I know that's the law of the jungle but hey, it's not my fault I am good at what I do... I do my job, and try to go beyond simply doing it... I see my users as "clients" and it is frustrating to me when I cannot deliver excellent service because of another guy's fault... And then I get a speech on how little the big puppeteers let us small rodents know about the Big Plans... Hah! Right... So they want me to think small... I guess I must start acting and thinking small to make them happy... I won't be the one with the consequences, but the users... and consequently the customers... But hey, who cares! Gotta dance at the drummer's beat! One more year...
Watched Snow White for the first time... do not laugh please, thank you... Loved it. Those early Disney movies where raw, full of emotion and definitively not so pink... LOL The only question is: Why is there a golden castle in the clouds at the ending? Did they die at some point? Hmmm...
Then watched Interview with the Vampire for the twenty-something time... the making of... the directors commentary... Ahhhhhh, nothing like giving in to the decadence and moral lessons of Anne Rice... Gimme more, gimme more! :D It would have been so beautiful if they had made the movies as sequels... the Queen of the Damned was such a crappy attempt to keep the legacy... Hopefully someday not so far away the same director and actors and even Anne will show up with decent movie scripts... I know... Wishful thinking...
Lucinda appeared to leave me a doctors prescription and to check out some bids... Another happy e-bayer... Sniff, sniff... Coriolis called but kept it short because I was REALLY hungry and Groundel had already bought food. Dig-in time! Yummy! And Groundelette appeared with an ugly dress almost at 10pm... LOL Her garments got wet and she had to borrow a dress from Fabio's mom... Ugh! I guess it's all for the sake of inhuman eyes... Whatever...
I feel at peace, and walking in the clouds at times... Hmmm... Crazy thing called love... Couldn't see Trilogy today, hopefully will see him tomorrow... if things do not get out of hand on Elections Day...
10-4
Every time I look into your lovely eyes
I see a love that money, just can't buy
One look, from you, I drift, away
I pray, that you, are here, to stay
Anything you want, you got it
Anything you need, you got it
Anything at all, you got it
Baby
Everytime I hold you, I begin to understand
Everything about you, tells me you are my man
I live, (I live) my life, (my life) to be, (to be) with you (with you)
No one, (no one) can do, (can do) the things, (the things) you do (you do)
Anything you want, you got it
Anything you need, you got it
Anything at all, you got it
Baby
Anything you want
Anything you need
Anything at all... Babe
Whoa yeah babe
I'm glad, (I'm glad) to give, (to give) my love, (my love) to you (to you)
I know, (I know) you feel, (you feel) the way, (the way) I do (I do)
Anything you want, you got it
Anything you need, you got it
Anything at all, you got it
Baby
Anything, anything you want baby
Anything you need
Anything at all
Anything at all
Baby, you got it
-Bonnie Raitt, "You got it"
XOXO :)
I see a love that money, just can't buy
One look, from you, I drift, away
I pray, that you, are here, to stay
Anything you want, you got it
Anything you need, you got it
Anything at all, you got it
Baby
Everytime I hold you, I begin to understand
Everything about you, tells me you are my man
I live, (I live) my life, (my life) to be, (to be) with you (with you)
No one, (no one) can do, (can do) the things, (the things) you do (you do)
Anything you want, you got it
Anything you need, you got it
Anything at all, you got it
Baby
Anything you want
Anything you need
Anything at all... Babe
Whoa yeah babe
I'm glad, (I'm glad) to give, (to give) my love, (my love) to you (to you)
I know, (I know) you feel, (you feel) the way, (the way) I do (I do)
Anything you want, you got it
Anything you need, you got it
Anything at all, you got it
Baby
Anything, anything you want baby
Anything you need
Anything at all
Anything at all
Baby, you got it
-Bonnie Raitt, "You got it"
XOXO :)
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)