miércoles, 15 de septiembre de 2010

"For a minute I thought we were overrated"


Conclusión definitiva: a cute boy with a guitar and a pretty voice would be nice.

We could sing together and love each other until we couldn't anymore. We could make up some words for our special meanings, and for our special lyrics. We could go on string shopping together. We could sit by the fireplace during the winters of our lives. We could sing and drink some wine. We could finish the wine. We could make a soundtrack for our love, and sing it to the world. I could paint his guitar with enigmatic symbols, and he could paint my voice with his tenderness. We could have fun together. We could live together.

martes, 14 de septiembre de 2010

CAN-SA-DA

I know that it is freezing, but I think we have to walk
I keep waving at the taxis, they keep turning their lights off
But Julie knows a party at some actor's West side loft

You're looking skinny like a model with your eyes all painted black
Just keep going to the bathroom, always say you'll be right back
Well, it takes one to know one, kid, I think you've got it bad

I got a flask inside my pocket, we can share it on the train
And if you promise to stay conscious I will try and do the same
We might die from medication, but we sure killed all the pain

domingo, 12 de septiembre de 2010

"Come in she said, I'll give you shelter from the storm"


Hoy me he dado cuenta de que extraño desde lo más profundo...

Long time no blog! It has been a while huh? School has kept me busy and some couple of other things too. Today Mr. Bob Dylan made me realize how much I miss people, how much I miss those people who have left and now are far, far away all around the world. I miss them deeply, I miss everything, I miss what we used to do, I miss seeing them every day, I miss their company (sight). But... that's life isn't it? I've been meeting some new people, nice and pretty and caring people but the missing is still there. I can't really complain at this point because I'll be the next one leaving. Wow.

jueves, 26 de agosto de 2010

jueves, 12 de agosto de 2010

"Mutaciones por Pedido"


That Time -Regina Spektor
Hey remember the time when I found a human tooth down on Delancey
Hey remember that time we decided to kiss anywhere except the mouth
Hey remember that time when my favorite colors were pink and green
Hey remember that month when I only ate boxes of tangerines
So cheap and juicy, tangerines

Hey remember that time when I would only read Shakespeare
Hey remember that other time when I would only read the backs of cereal boxes
Hey remember that time I tried to save a pigeon with a broken wing
A street cat got him by morning and I had to bury pieces of his body in my building's playground
I thought I was going to be sick, I thought I was going to be sick

I looooove this song! It is like... I feel totally identified ha! So... I've decided to make my own version obviously without all the rhymes and exact number of syllables ;)

That time -Valeria
Hey remember the time when I took the wrong bus and ended up in the freeway
Hey remember that time we decided to kiss during each red traffic light
Hey remember that time when my favorite colors were yellow and purple
Hey remember that month when I only ate potatoe chips
So salty and crunchy, poetatoe chips

Hey remember that time when I would only read Luisa Maria Linares
Hey remember that other time when I would only read Harry Potter's books before seeing the movie
Hey remember that time I tried to have a little fish as a pet
One morning I found it fat and floating on the surface, I had forgotten to change its water
I thought I was going to be sick, I thought I was going to be sick

miércoles, 11 de agosto de 2010

"I could stab you, you know?"


Mother's a Buddhist, and this is the _______ that protects us and our home ;) Pretty cool huh??

"We were so old, when we first met..."

Market day! Today, I was walking from my English class to my dad's office and... what am I seeing?!!! A beautiful mexican maket!! Market day! YES!! Market day! It smells slightly like rotten fish, the people stares at you, and you find incredibly low prices. It its very interesting because the people there really know what they're doing and this time, I had a long conversation with Mr. Fish Saler. He explained how he cuts the fish's head and how he removes the "escamas" as we say ;) And I had another long conversation with Mrs. Flower Saler about how to make tea with the herbs she sells... Good, good, good day at the market! :)

martes, 10 de agosto de 2010

"Hooker"

We're all a mess, and we know it...

Un buque lanzó un adiós desconsolado, y sentí en la garganta el nudo gordiano de todos los amores que pudieron haber sido y no fueron. El bolero es la vida. Descubrí, en fin, que el amor no es un estado del alma sino un signo del zodíaco. -Yo soy la que no buscas.

"Memorias de mis putas tristes" García Márquez

lunes, 9 de agosto de 2010

"Bloodsuckers"


All in green went my love riding
on a great horse of gold
into the silver dawn.

four lean hounds crouched low and smiling
the merry deer ran before.

Fleeter be they than dappled dreams
the swift sweet deer
the red rare deer.

EE. Cummings