Thursday, September 30, 2004

pumpkin flavored love

No matter what people say we're gonna make it. We're stronger than anything that could get in our way. We'll beat distance and shut up those who say it's impossible.
You and I know what we're talking about and what we mean to each other, and this whole thing is about us. Just the two of us. What we know is enough.
It's gonna be hard, yes, but we'll make it, babe. Don't listen to people that say we won't. We don't need to hear how many things we have against us, so if you're thinking about telling us one by one, drop it. If you're trying to let us down, stay away cause you might actually achived your purpose if you find us feeling weak.

It's been the best week ever. You're everything I need. Can't wait for December. I need to be in your arms again.

Ich liebe dich. Du bist so süss!!

604800 seconds ...

... of continuous cuddling and kissing.

Sunday, September 19, 2004

ps, I love you.

Distance should be illegal. Sadness too. Fuck yous to all the things that bring me down. To money. To amplifiers.
I still haven't bought one or found any that I can borrow for tomorrow. I'll phone this guy tomorrow morning to see if he still has his. I'll buy mine this week for sure. The whole thing is really stressing me out.

Maybe I should have gone out after going to Palo's to watch a movie (guess which one?). Thinking too much is no good. I suddenly started feeling like shit. I'm way too negative tonight.

Anyways, last night was cool. Drinking weird colored stuff I brought from the beach and pretending till 5 am that drink JC had was good, while Bibi and Ali took pictures every 10 seconds and blinded us all with the flash.
Anyone got lost this year, we sat in the same place all night and I got to see everyone I was supossed to meet.
No complaints at all.
And at home, also fun. Great sentences we said, followed by continous laughs for 20 minutes (Bibi...)

Btw, thanx girl for cheering me up. I won't ever care again. I'll at least try not to. I've done everything I could. And did it the best way that I knew. I don't have to apologize for things I haven't done. You're right.

I am Jack's inflamed sense of rejection

The first rule of Fight Club is - you do not talk about Fight Club.
The second rule of Fight Club is - you DO NOT talk about Fight Club.
Third rule of Fight Club, someone yells "Stop!", goes limp, taps out, the fight is over.
Fourth rule, only two guys to a fight.
Fifth rule, one fight at a time, fellas.
Sixth rule, no shirt, no shoes.
Seventh rule, fights will go on as long as they have to.
And the eighth and final rule, if this is your first night at Fight Club, you have to fight

Love that movie.

Wednesday, September 15, 2004

Balderdash!!

- Accio: causes an object to fly to the caster, even over quite some distance. It would seem that the caster must know at least the general location of the object summoned.
- Apparition: Advance spell used by fully trained wizards to disapear from one place and appear almost instantly somewhere else. (Very difficult spell. Done incorrectly, apparition can result in the caster being "splinched", which refers to part of the caster's body being left behind.)

(Original here)

I'll take the risk and Apparate to wake up next to him. Or just go for the Summoning Charm, scream out loud "Accio Mo" and have him by my side withing minutes, maybe a few hours as the distance between caster and object is quite great.

I'm applying for Hogwarts next year. Hope they don't mind I'm a muggle or I might just make up I'm a mudblood...
It'd be nice to try "Bertie Botts every flavor beans" and see if those "Fizzing Whizzbees" make you levitate for real.

Tuesday, September 14, 2004

and I didn't even pull the trigger

The nightmare's over. Exams and marks can go to hell till at least middle October. I don't wanna hear about any kind of mathematical operations or signals and circuits shit. Period.

I run into a gril from school at the train station on my way home after the exam. As weird as it might seem I felt pretty happy to see her.
You know how anti-social I can get. Specially when it comes to people from my school. I hate fake smiles and sudden interest about my life from people I never really talked to. I hate pretending I like people I can't stand while they pretend the same. So, to everyone out there that I don't wanna hear about: don't bother coming to say HI. Easy as that.
But still, this girl's not that bad. She kinda has this fake smile everytime you look at her (know what I mean?) but she's pretty much ok. Not the kind of ppl I would hang around with 24/7, but it's ok to have a few talks once in a while. We were in the same class for a few years, I remember being kinda friends with her.
We talked about Majadahonda's festivities. They're this weekend. Should be fun. They're fun, specially if you go with a bunch of friends, sit on the floor and forget everyone and everything around you, including, of course, the awfull music.

That's all for now. I'm off. Ana's with some people at Colón and I'm going to meet her. Can't wait to see her. Can't wait either to start going out.

Monday, September 13, 2004

5.65

I passed algebra!! I've just got a sms from Alex telling me. I'm happy!!!
Good luck to everyone with your exams.
(Samu, I passed!! I passed!! hehe)

1 day left

So I finially decided to move my blog. I have to get used to the new look of it, but I'm sure I'll do in a few days. People can post comments now and I can add a "links" section too.

The statistics exam is tomorrow afternoon. At 4 I think. I'm obviously not looking forward to an exam but I'm certainly (and without a doubt fantastically well and... lol) lookinf forward to finishing.
All the good things will come rigth after I'm done with the stupid studying. Germany, going out, band practices, maybe Denia...
I wanna do all the things I couldnt do before I went away to work. I need movies, I need shows (think I'm going to one on wednesday and another one on friday), I need to stuff myself with ice cream and pop corn after a pillow fight... get the idea? Sounds like a plan to me.

My stomach rumbles. Lunch time.

Saturday, September 11, 2004

love vs hate

:: Things I hate ::

1. Distance.
2. Rain.
3. Misspelling words I know how to write properly.
4. Feeling down.
5. Loneliness.
6. Getting up early.
7. Snobs.
8. Lies.
9. Fish.
10. Integrals.
11. Running into people I can't stand and having to say HI.
12. Missing people.
13. Stupidity.
14. Skin heads.
15. Injustice.
16. Pain.
17. Soccer news.
18. Fear.
19. Fanta orange.
20. Being so lazy.



:: Things I love ::

1. Friends.
2. Shows.
3. Ice cream.
4. Stars.
5. Tattoos.
6. Piercings.
7. Music.
8. Being in love.
9. Pictures.
10. Canada.
11. Daydreaming.
12. Talking.
13. Hugs.
14. Skate shoes.
15. Skittles.
16. Sleeping in.
17. Travelling.
18. Him.
19. Playing guitar.
20. Hoodies.

(no subject)

Geez, this kid's gonna drive me insane!! Our new neighbor's litlle daughter has been crying all afternoon. The way she screams and howls is unbelievable!! I never thought such a little girl could be that noisy...
And as if the baby monster wasn't enough they're playing stupid songs for kids at the tennis court, right in front of my window. Why should they be celebrating stuff today? I have to study! Come on, people!! Well, now it's not my fault that I'm wasting time. Everyone's against my study.

Last night's show ruled. They were awsome, as usual, but I enjoyed the show more than ever. But maybe it's just the feeling I got cause it was too long since I last saw them up in stage. I made some pics (shitty). I put one on my fotolog and might put anotherone at my melo.
I saw Bibi last night too. I've missed her!!! It was so good to see her! Really. I put her up to date, telling her everything about the summer and stuff (tho I think I missed some parts! damn!!!).
I can't wait to finish and hang out with them all the time.

My chest still hurts. Poor me. It's been hurting since last night, before the show. And Alez made fun of me. Yeah, poor me.

:: A star up in the sky
:: A Poem to the dead
:: Let this mistake
:: Bring a vivid crystal to her eyes
:: So drain out my lungs
:: Before the fluid brings a choke
:: I can't inhale the sparkle of your voice

- The shooting star that destroyed us all, A Static Lullaby -

(k)

Cheer up, emo kid. Please.

Friday, September 10, 2004

for yellow eyes

1st Step - Get my letter.
2sd Step - Take out page 1 and read it.
3rd Step - Download the following songs (and listen to them):
- Stephen (Senses Fail)
- Free fall without a parachute (Senses Fail)
- Bend your arms to look like wings (Funeral for a friend)

That's kinda what I mean with the Hope-Despair, Love-Hate thing. (Remind me to send you angels' and wings' pictures)

:: Goodbye!!!! Goodbye!!! Goodbye!!
:: November 10th , a cold dark night
:: You could feel that something wasn't right.
:: That night many hearts did cry
:: When we learned we had to say goodbye.

:: All embraced under one common song
:: the body is dead but life lives on.

:: Good-bye Stephen. Good-bye you friend. You were so young.

:: The Cars lined the streets, as it was coming to an end.
:: The sun shined so brightly the day we buried our friend.

:: Losing in the fall, lost innocence came down
:: An 18 year old boy was buried in the ground.
:: A family's broken hearts, a friend's streaming tears.
:: The light lost in death, the living's growing fears.
:: Of Eternal darkness or is it spiritual light
:: to come with terms withdeath on the darkest night.

:: A brother lost a brother, a friend lost a friend, a mother lost a son
:: but stephen's soul will never end.

- Stephen, Senses Fail -

4th Step - Read the rest of the letter. Download the rest of the songs.

Richtig!!

Switching on and off between Andre '3000' and 'Bentley Farnsworth']
[Andre]
Ahhh, such sweet sound
The Fiddler on the Fuckin' Roof
Is that Mr. Bentley Fonzworth

[Bentley Farnsworth]
Indeed it is Sir

Good day, good sir
How do you do Look fine

[Bentley Farnsworth]
Fantastically well
I am certainly not fine by far
But you could say
I'm close to spectacular

[Andre]
Close to spectacular How so

[Bentley Farnsworth]
Open your eyes
Spectacular's right in front of you

[Andre]
Whatever you say... your spectacular

[Bentley Farnsworth]
No I'm fantastically well

[Andre]
Come on man make up your mind
A minute ago you said you were fine

[Bentley Farnsworth]
No I said I'm close to spectacular
But I'm meeting fine in a minute

[Andre]
Close to spectacular
You said you were fantastically well

[Bentley Farnsworth]
Exaxtly

[Andre]
Exactly Which one are you
Close to spectacular or Fantastically well

[Bentley Farnsworth]
I am certainly and without a doubt
Fantastically well and was close to Spectacular but I must say
You just pissed spectacular off
And don't even mention exactly...
But here comes fine right now

[Andre]
Oh lord, she is fine

[Woman] Gentlemen

[Bentley Farnsworth] Behold

[together] A lady



Belive me, punk is better than hip hop. hehe.