Wednesday, November 21, 2007

I hate being the last in your waiting list
I hate being the last n your dialed number list
I hate being forgotten
I hate falling for what i know will happen
I hate forgetting
I hate it when someone says something and don’t go through with it
I hate waiting
I hate leaving things to do at the last minute
I hate knowing the end of a story when I just started to read it or watch it
I hate not being able to breath and having a knot of tears in my throat
I hate not knowing what people want
I hate functioning only as a message center, a typing machine, a maid, a cell phone, a cook, a dishwasher, a chafer…
I hate people that makes plans and breaks them
I hate setting priorities when others can’t
I hate being here when people is there
I hate non planned events because Im hardly a part of them
I hate having to write this
I hate whats to come

"La mano no sabía lo uqe hacía, el ojo no comprendía, la cabeza no entendía, el corazón no sentía. Nada era lo que era." La novela perfecta, Carmen Boullosa

Thursday, November 08, 2007

I love this song

Love

Some things you are just supposed to love. In no particular order:
I love Clare and Alice.
I love pictures with red and orange balloons in them.
I love old southern American accent.
I love sunsets as well as sunrises.
I love Elizabeth town and Crowe
I love unexpected endings
I love tiny dark red roses
I love Fame
I love musicals and duets
I love cameras (and camera mans)
I love chocolate and pizza
I love mint and chocolate ice cream
I love reading fantasy young adult books, especially if there is corny, almost mortal affair in between.
I love music and my guitar
I love dancing, even if I never do it
I love flirting
I love talking about stupid things that end up not being stupid at all
I love black ink, especially on white skin
I love making theories
I love loving
I love being missed
I love nostalgia
I love SnowPatrol and the Fray and Froufrou
I love hugs
I love strong hugs
I love kisses
I love the smell of strings on fingers
I love memories as much as I love remembering
I love 10 things I hate about you
I love writing

more to come later...