"Look at the stars, look how they shine for you, and everything you do..."

Beautiful Girl, so sad... it's not dark for you yet, but it's getting there, just look through our beautiful city, because "the idea of waiting for something makes it more exciting" :)

A lot, lot, lot, lot, things need to be said! But I'll just... say them later ;) Life has been pretty surprising, takes my breath away sometimes, really nice, interesting, the "can't wait" kind of situations, ah! that delicious anxiety.

"The proof that love's not only blind but dead"

My (sometimes) colorful life :)

Mi maestro de armonía dijo algo la última clase: "tanta belleza asusta, tanta perfección espanta", y creo que tiene algo de razón. Las modelos, las cover girls, de ahora siempre tienen algo que las hace magnéticas, unos grandes ojos, una gran frente, una mirada un tanto extraña... Pero yendo más lejos, o tal vez, yendo más cerca, sí, tanta belleza asusta, y tanta perfección espanta a diario. ¿Cuántos chicos no se han atrevido a hablarle a esa chica solo porque se ve inalcanzable? Porque es tan perfecta que intimida, por más relajada que sea, porque varias veces, ellas son las más solitarias de todas. Todos las admiran, nadie les habla, y ellas no entienden. Algunas no les importa entender, la que es linda es linda a fin de cuentas. ¿Y los chicos? Caen en los vanos (o productivos) esfuerzos de "buscar" alguna mujer de lo que ellos piensan es "su nivel". Sí, es obvio que la chica bella intimidadora tendrá sus estándares un poco más altos, pero ¿quién quita el intento? Conozco a varias así. Casi todas las chicas de mi colegio, y las del "círculo social". Increíblemente hermosas, sin siquiera un galán a la vista. Dicen que "para cada roto hay un descosido", así que chicas perfectamente bellas e intimidantes, solo es cuestión de tiempo para que llegue el valiente (o los varios estúpidos), mientras, la fiesta de la vida es grande, el carnaval no espera, y las noches de estrellas cada vez pasan más rápido con un buen labial rojo a la mano y música en los oídos...

I'm a list lover, I love to do lists, unconventional lists, not grocery lists or homework lists, no. I love lists that are different, like lists with the names I love (my kids are going to end up with a bunch of them, or I'm going to have a bunch of kids ha!), or 2010 to do lists (bungee jumping, karaoke, Coldplay, beach, road trip, etc). The list I'm going to introduce you is a song list. You know, every girl has kind of a mental list of the songs she'd die if someone dedicated them to her. I don't know how those things work in other places, but at least here in Mexico, some boys dedicate some songs to some girls... :) and I love it! We all love it, especially when it's the right guy ;)

So here it is, not exactly in order:

1. Something- The Beatles :)
2. I wanna hold your hand- The Beatles (TV Carpio's cover version)
3. All my loving- The Beatles (I just find it hilarious "i'll send all my loving to you", if you've seen "Across the Universe" you'll get what I mean)
4. Eres- Cafe Tacvba (great video!)
5. Poli- Zoe (another great video!)
6. Tiny Dancer- Elton John (I guess I just feel identified with that song, yes, I'm tiny so?!)
7. Yellow- Coldplay (really beautiful, "look at the stars, look how they shine for you", what else could you ask for?!)
8. I've just seen a face- The Beatles (yes, I love the fab four!)
9. Wonderwall- Oasis (speechless)
10. I'll stop the world and melt with you- The Cure (aaahhhh!)

"Something in the way she moves, attracts me like no other lover..."

"Mi final es mi inicio, la tragedia es una obra de teatro"

"I'm your biggest fan, I'll follow you until you love me"

Una pequeña historia que contar, a través de imágenes: Ella esperando. Ella triste?. Ella sumida en sus pensamientos. El en la ventana. El preocupado. El pensando. El viendo hacia afuera, hacia ella. ¿Qué sucede? Preguntando. Introspección. Lo entiende. De todas formas, le gusta, en el fondo sabe que la ama, aunque no le pone una etiqueta a eso que siente. Sus ojos no pueden evitar mirar. Lo sabe.

Okay, so long time no post! Why?? One word; grounded. It seems that you are visiting the ultimate rebel's blog, according to my parents. What did I did? A bunch of stupid stuff, like not answering my phone, and driving my parents crazy, answering nonsense... pretty much that was it. After one whole week of owning anything but the clothes I wear, everything worked out well, and after some of those classic talks "you're almost an adult, what are you going to do when you go to college on your own", all my things were given back, including the priviledge of using the internet (crazy punishment huh??). So, I'm back :) god, it feels good!

**So, I'm into this jazz song now, it really defines how I feel about love, relationships and all that stuff, plus the rythm is great, and the girl has a very nice voice. Oh, how I wish I could be a jazz singer :) "I'll be satisfied", sung by Hope Waits, you should really check her out, she's rocking!**

"Your hair was wild, your eyes were red, you were in a rage, you were swinging your guitar around"

She looks so damn free! I know she is...

I just can't wait to be that, that free. Be on my own in an unkown place, far away from home. Home's good, don't get me wrong, but I'm just tired from the routine, I want to live, and face real consequences! REALITY. I can't wait to know what else is out there, it must be great. Some people tell me (okay, adults tell me... okay my mom tells me!) that in order to be free, I mean, real free you must be free wherever you are, that you don't need to go anywhere to be free. That bothers me a little (okay, a lot!), because maybe you can be free wherever you are, but if you don't really feel free, what's the use of it? Maybe you just have to experience that sensation, freedom, in order to feel it at any place, maybe not. Maybe it's all in your head, and this one, i'll tell you, is probably true... Any way, it's not long until college, so I'll probably just keep trying to break free until real freedom comes along :)

"But I have to be sure, when I walk out that door, Oh how I want to break free baby"

With all those issues solved... now I give you, red :) in my life.

My little brother got me this toy, in one of those machines that have kind of a metalic claw...oh, he's the sweetest!! :)

**Oh! And btw, I'm still struggling about those friend-boyfriend issues, can't really choose what to be, or what's the best for me. The deal here, is that I know what I want to be, but I'm not sure "society" will aprove that decision. Maybe it's time to change that ha!**

"Hey Mr. Bigger picture, she's the moon, just open your eyes and be free"

I've been thinking, thinking, thinking and came to realize that... what i like the most about relationships is the beginning. That first time you both knew who you were. The first time you set eyes on each other, and suspect, or not suspect at all that something big is ment to be. Destiny if you want, whatever. That first time your heart beat started to go ridiculously fast when he came to ask you your name, your number, what kind of things you were up to... And then, the rush of blood to your brain as you wake up and see he had texted you or something! Those sweet talks before you go out... And then, the dating, the best time of the beginning time. The emotion to go out, both knowing you are something more than friends, but not clear enough yet to call it anything. How you timidly hug each other, not knowing well enough if it is all right, if it is the best way, if the other one likes it. The looks. This part is my favorite. You can tell lovers love if you see the way they stare at each other. Sweet & tender, (magical?), and the way, suddenly the girl's face turns red, and they smile, sharing a secret. THE secret. No one talks, they don't have to, they know. And every day is so special, and we all love the certainity, and the uncertainity of the relationship. :)

What has been going on lately:

*Arctic Monkeys, Phoenix, and Yeah, Yeah, Yeahs trauma (again!).

*Cold, bloody cold! And freezing air, which makes everything colder!

*Make it or Break it, tv show about girls, gymnsastics, and everything else that comes along with it (for some strange and undiscovered reason i loooove gymnastics, so, that serie is a new "must see").

My lovely girls! :) Lovely blogger girlfriends! How we love and take care of each other :) Check out their beautiful blogs:

http://sunshinydaymiss-jean.blogspot.com/

http://secretofabutterfly.blogspot.com/

** "The point is that there's no romance around that" **

"She's my lover, not my friend, Miss Communication...simple kind of lovely"

"I just killed my team mate and I feel so free... No more locomotions!"

Okay, so... every time i'm more convinced that being a guy is so much easier than being a girl. You can notice it even in songs! Yes, writting a lovely song to a girl is way simpler than writting a cool song for a guy... don't you think? You can talk about how pretty, cute, tender, magnetic, mysterious, attractive a girl is. You can talk about her skin, about her eyes, even about her hair, or the way she's dressed! How could you put those elements in a song written for some boy without freaking him out & maintaining all our laid back coolness?! Anyway... it is what it is, and even though we are in XXI century, and girls and boys are... lets say "at the same level", I still think it's easier to talk about your girlfriend. Come on ladies, we know we are lovely! :)

Question of the week: what do you lovely ladies think about kissing, hugging, sitting in the legs, holding hands with a really loved friend of yours? Supposing you don't have a boyfriend, you and this boy have been friends for like, forever (because before puberty everything seems like forever!), and you really care about each other, but not in that boyfriend-girlfriend level.

Pleaaase give me some answers! ;)

"I don't call myself a poet, because I don't like the word. I'm a trapeze artist"

"Sometimes people having breakdown problems can look very beautiful because they have that fragile something to the way they move or walk. They put on a mood that makes them more beautiful" -Andy Warhol

Hope you are all having an amazing week ladies!! :) He estado leyendo una novela de Mario Benedetti "La borra de café", muy lindo libro. Trata sobre las experiencias de Claudio con las mujeres a lo largo de su vida, como distintas mujeres marcaron distintas etapas de su vida, lo que significaron para él, y cómo la relación con cada una es diferente, única y especial... Lo que me lleva a pensar: cada una de nosotras hemos representado algo en la vida de cierta persona, en cierto punto. Pero también, no solamente somos una persona, solo una clase de mujer que marca la vida de un hombre, sino somos distintos tipos de mujeres (porque vamos cambiando, evolucionando, creciendo) marcando la vida de distintos tipos de hombres. No significaremos siempre lo mismo, y juntando todo, al final terminaríamos siendo, tal vez, todas en una :)

"I wanna be your lover babe, I wanna be your mate, and I want you to understand"

"The sun is up, the sky is blue, it's beautiful, and so are you, dear Prudence, won't you come out to play? Look around, round round..." No more rain! No more blue-gray sky! No more suicidal intentions! :) Hello black velvet, and hello new pair of pretty shoes!

Cómo me encanta terminar libros! Cómo me encanta leerlos, seleccionar el siguiente, y montar noches de lectura, que incluyen una gran taza de café, cobijitas, y leer hasta caer dormida, hasta que sientas que tus ojos se resecan, o hasta ver el sol saliendo por el horizonte :) El único inconveniente de estas pequeñas sesiones de lectura nocturna, es el desajuste del reloj biológico...but, who cares?!! Mi más reciente libro terminado: Salvador Dalí, el arte de escandalizar.

"-Un auténtico genio del mercadeo, un artista del escándalo..."

"So you find her attractive, so what if she is"

Winter in Paris, and this picture by the lovely "cherry blossom girl", that by the way, is one of my favorite bloggers! :). I haven't seen the sun since... many many days! The weather is so awful, it makes you want to crawl up in bed and see movies until your eyes drop out. Pure London-ish cold, and cloudy/gray sky, that won't let a single ray of light through. But still, we all hope the sun will come back tomorrow (even though it's been raining for 2 days straight now!). At first we all loved it, but now, the only thing in our heads:"bloody cold", London style. Brrrrr!

New Year's resolution: study biology... really hardcore!

Hello new decade! :) how exciting!

"No one has the guts to shut us out"

Our late predictions for 2010!

Edward Monkton is hilarious! :)

"The end is coming soon, we all know the end is coming soon!"

What's up with all those cute teenage-middle twenties workers at stores like target and stuff?!! Come on!! Why are those guys there and not trying to become let's say... supermodels?! Okay, maybe it's not what they want, but anyway, you just can't deny their good looks. Plus, they seem so accesible working there, willing to tell you where's the grocery section :) With all those vampire-mania books, movies, & TV series, that's what he reminded me to, target boy, you work so hard you've got purple circles under your eyes (maybe he's a pre-med student and worked so hard during the semester he still has those bags under his eyes!! ...or maybe he just went partying around and had to wake up early for work). But the truth is, you're as handsome as a vampire, target boy :) congrats!

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Let us make this year, even better than last one!