Ipanema

Olha que coisa mais linda

Mais cheia de graça

É ela menina

Que vem e que passa

Num doce balanço

Caminho do mar

Moça do corpo dourado

Do sol de Ipanema

O seu balançado

É mais que um poema

É a coisa mais linda

Que eu já vi passar

Ah! porque estou tão sozinho

Ah! porque tudo é tão triste

Ah! a beleza que existe

A beleza que não é só minha

Que também passa sozinha

Ah! Se ela soubesse

Que quando ela passa

O mundo sorrindo

Se enche de graça

E fica mais lindo

Por causa do amor

Concert

June 13.

Bat for Lashes

Yes!

Craigslist

Apparently, a man is accused of having killed a woman (Julyssa Brisman) who he met through craiglist. 

"Friends and acquaintances of Philip Markoff, a medical student accused of killing a woman he may have met through a Craigslist online ad, described the 23-year-old as a model student." (...)

Click here for the rest

According to the story being said, it is believed that the motive in Jennifer Brisman's death was robbery. Besides this,the man is also being charged in connection with a robbery of a woman in Boston. It is said that the woman made arrangements to meet a man through craiglist but ended up being robbed. 

It surprises me how many agree on meeting people that they find through craiglist. This website if not used correclty can be incredibly dangerous. Such is the example of the women above. There are many people posting the weirdest things on the site.

I remember being back at home in summer and reading a post, while searching for new apartments, of a man who was looking for a woman who could cook and take care of him to which in return he would give her a room in his apartment for free.

I wonder how many people actually believed that his offer was completely normal and tried to contact him.

There are just so many dangerous people surfing the web, setting up meetings, taking advantage of a tool for communication for the wrong reasons. There have been so many reports of scam and fraud  and stories about people meeting through craiglist and being found dead. 

It is true that people are aware of the risks of answering ads posted anywhere. People have been aware of this since they were published for first time in newspaper, however how do we ever know which ones to pay attention to and which ones to ignore?

Stories like this only remind me that even the brightest people can fall victims of evil 'predators', and that evil can wear the most innocuous expression. You can never judge a book by its cover. This expression is such a cliché but suits perfectly to the situation. Evil can come packaged behind people you would never expect to be so. 

No one is ever truly prepared.

Sick

Estoy increiblemente enfera

y no se me va pero tampoco

tengo plata para ir al doctor

fml!

Romeo&Juliet

I will never get tired of Romeo and Juliet soundtrack

It's such a good movie, the words of Shakespeare.

The beating of your heart while you hear the rythm and the words flow 

is out of this world.

My favourite scene is when they are both looking at each other through

the fish tank and one of the best songs from the movie comes out-  Kissing you by Des'ree

The mood, the setting, the music.

Perfect,

Enjoy.

Pride can stand a thousand trials,

the strong will never fall

But watching stars without you,

my soul cried.

Heaving heart is full of pain,

oh, oh, the aching.

'Cause I'm kissing you, oh.

I'm kissing you, oh.

Touch me deep, pure and true,

gift to me forever

'Cause I'm kissing you, oh.

I'm kissing you, oh.

Where are you now?

Where are you now?

'Cause I'm kissing you.

I'm kissing you, oh.

Rayos

Dicen que cuando las personas miran al sol se quedan mudas por un instante.

El calor las ciega.

Se siente un pequeño ardor desde la punta del dedo hasta que llega al pecho.

La falta de aire se hace presente por unos instantes y ocurre ahi el primer sintoma.

Es la grandeza de la estrella. 

Su color penetrante y las olas radiantes de energia.

Se siente como un abrazo. Cálido y prolongado. 

Es inevitable. Los dias pasan mas lento. 

Y es entonces cuando la felicidad se vuelve una cuestion numerica.

Mientras mas se eleve la escala, la gente sonrie mas.

GFriday-CR

I once fell in love with you 

Just because the sky turned from gray 

Into blue 

It was a good friday 

The streets were open and empty 

No more passion play 

On st. Nicholas avenue 

I believe in st. Nicholas

 

Its a different type of santa claus

Bad Dream

Why do I have to fly
over every town up and down the line?
I'll die in the clouds above
and you that I defend, I do not love.

I wake up, it's a bad dream,

No one on my side,

I was fighting

But I just feel too tired

to be fighting,

guess I'm not the fighting kind.

I wake up, it's a bad dream,
No one on my side,
I was fighting
But I just feel too tired
to be fighting,
guess I'm not the fighting kind.
Wouldn't mind it
if you were by my side
But you're long gone,
yeah you're long gone now.

Where do we go?

I don't even know,

My strange old face,

And I'm thinking about those days,

And I'm thinking about those days.

Novo

Changed my template
To leave comments you can
go to the option below the little Ipod
that says 'Leave comment'

Strill trying to figure out some html coding.

Novo dia

EstoesmuyAntiguo

El peor momento de todos…
Aquel en donde el único garabato,
es el que escribe tu nombre

…punteado de extremo a extremo
Caminando por las venas de un recuerdo
Que alguna vez,
fue mío…

El peor momento de todos…
Aquel en donde solo tú existes
Para recordarme que nunca te tuve

…y asi puedes tu volverme susceptible,
a todo el entorno que tu presencia genera
aquel que enmudece cuando yo te miro
y tu te callas…

El peor momento de todos…
Aquel en donde yo me rindo
Como la persona soy y que siempre fui

…aquella que no fue suficientemente capaz,
porque cometí el error mas grande de todos
al permitirme sentir por una ultima vez.…

El peor momento de todos…
Aquel en donde tu y yo nos fusionamos
donde ni siquiera la piel pudo sujetarnos

…fue ese mi error
quererte en cuerpo y alma
entregarte hasta mi ultimo suspiro…

Neruda

I can write the saddest verses of all tonight.

Write, for instance: "The night is full of stars,
and the stars, blue, shiver in the distance."

The night wind whirls in the sky and sings.

I can write the saddest verses of all tonight.
I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.

On nights like this, I held her in my arms.
I kissed her so many times under the infinite sky.

She loved me, sometimes I loved her.
How could I not have loved her large, still eyes?

I can write the saddest poem of all tonight.
To think I don't have her. To feel that I've lost her.

To hear the immense night, more immense without her.
And the poem falls to the soul as dew to grass.

What does it matter that my love couldn't keep her.
The night is full of stars and she is not with me.

That's all. Far away, someone sings. Far away.
My soul is lost without her.

As if to bring her near, my eyes search for her.
My heart searches for her and she is not with me.

The same night that whitens the same trees.
We, we who were, we are the same no longer.

I no longer love her, true, but how much I loved her.
My voice searched the wind to touch her ear.

Someone else's. She will be someone else's. As she once
belonged to my kisses.
Her voice, her light body. Her infinite eyes.

I no longer love her, true, but perhaps I love her.
Love is so short and oblivion so long.

Because on nights like this I held her in my arms,
my soul is lost without her.

Although this may be the last pain she causes me,
and these may be the last verses I write for her.

Neruda doesn't sound the same in English

but is almost as good as in Spanish

Cri du Coeur

C'est pas seulement ma voix qui chante.

C'est l'autre voix, une foule de voix,

Voix d'aujourd'hui ou d'autrefois,

Des voix marrantes, ensoleillées,

Désespérées, émerveillées,

Voix déchirantes et brisées,

Voix souriantes et affolées,

Folles de douleur et de gaieté.

Poema 10

Nadie nos vio esta tarde con las manos unidas
mientras la noche azul caía sobre el mundo.
He visto desde mi ventana
la fiesta del poniente en los cerros lejanos.

A veces como una moneda
se encendía un pedazo de sol entre mis manos.

Yo te recordaba con el alma apretada
de esa tristeza que tú me conoces.

Entonces, dónde estabas?
Entre qué gentes?
Diciendo qué palabras?
Por qué se me vendrá todo el amor de golpe
cuando me siento triste, y te siento lejana?

Cayó el libro que siempre se toma en el crepúsculo,
y como un perro herido rodó a mis pies mi capa.

Siempre, siempre te alejas en las tardes
hacia donde el crepúsculo corre borrando estatuas.

Atlantic

I hope all my days
Will be lit by your face
I hope all the years
Will hold tight our promises

I don't wanna be old and sleep alone
An empty house is not a home
I don't wanna be old and feel afraid

And if I need anything at all

I need a place
That's hidden in the deep
Where lonely angels sing you to your sleep
Though all the world is broken

I need a place
Where I can make my bed
A lover's lap where I can lay my head
Cos now the room is spinning
The day's beginning

Music video is AMAZING.

Tell me if you can figure out the imagery used 

There's so much to interpret

Room108

Son passati già due mesi, 

ma è sempre lo stesso il tempo, 

io non ho mai creduto che sarebbe stato presto, 

Su questo treno per poterti ricordare, 

non importa la caduta ma saper dove andare. 

Ma ti sento forte forte e più forte da lontano, 

non mi manca più il respiro 

ma non ho sofferto invano. 

Sei o non sei come mi hai insegnato, 

che se sai dove fermarti non è detto che hai rinunciato.. 

Sono più leggero come l'aria mentre sale, 

sale sul sentiero fino a farci camminare. 

Chissà cosa vedi da lì, 

chissà se mi vedi da lì. 

Sei o non sei 

come t'ho pensato, 

ed in un giorno credevo di averti perso ed invece ti ho trovato. 

Chissà cosa vedi da lì.

Last Lecture

If you have not heard about this guy

you NEED to see this video.

I know it is 10 mins long but believe me it 

IS worth it.

I will never get tired of this man

he inspires me so much.

Randy Pausch,

rest in peace.

SSay

And just in half hour I was able to write 3 pages 

that should just have been one.

Who cares if my English is wrong, I love analyzing

every fucking single detail of why something works 

or doesn't.

Im off to bed

SaveWrld

http://unscrewamerica.org/

"on saving the world..

(reminds me of doing LSD and listening to The Beatles.)"

And my friend was right. Even though I've never tried LSD, that webpage is AMAZING

makes me feel like I've had!

Enjy slnce

Words like violence
Break the silence
Come crashing in
Into my little world
Painful to me
Pierce right through me
Cant you understand
Oh my little girl

All I ever wanted
All I ever needed
Is here in my arms
Words are very unnecessary
They can only do harm

Hmm

I hate paying bills

S.F

Increiblemente feliz de haberlos conocido <3

bua

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A.

It's not what's happening to you now or what has happened in your past that determines who you become. Rather, it's your decisions about what to focus on, what things mean to you, and what you're going to do about them that will determine your ultimate destiny.

Pasado

Going through my documents I found things I wrote about 2 years ago. 

Hoy regrese con la esperanza puesta en alto para encontrar que faltaba una brisa, lo entendí claramente. 

A partir de ayer todo fue diferente, el cambio se dice que es bueno, que hace bien al alma. Pero quien soy yo para hablar del alma cuando la mía desvanece cual brisa de ayer. Tal vez sea momento de tomar un café y charlar un rato con la razón, no puede ser mas débil que el sentimiento. Después de todo, siempre fui alguien muy emocional y el cambio fue excelente. 

Ahora solo queda decirte que estoy muy bien, que aquí las cosas andan de maravilla y que nada podría estar mejor. Nada estaría mejor que la verdad puesta en boca del resto, y hoy no la encuentras en la mía. 

Nunca espere tanto para que llegase el día en que pudiese decirte que todo sigue su curso, y sonreír con la sonrisa más cínica que conozco. 

Fue fácil voltear la cara y pretender no haberte visto, el cambio siempre es bueno. Tomemos un té a las 5 de la tarde, tal vez así dejemos de lado nuestras diferencias y honremos a la reina. Mujer con coraje, mujer como nosotras. 

Hoy regrese para verte, ya estabas lejos y yo perdí la noción del tiempo. Inconscientemente desee dormir 4 meses, aquí me ves despierta al 5to. ¿Y ahora? ,

Aun sigo sonriéndote con la sonrisa mas cínica, después de todo no recuerdo tu nombre ni la forma de tu rostro. Ya va un año, no podemos esperar milagros.