Relatividad Positiva

Me da penilla tener el blog tan descuidado. En parte son por motivos del blog en sí (de lo obsoleto que está y que tendrá que migrar en breve) y por otra parte yo soy la causante de que le estén saliendo telarañas… Estoy focalizando mi creatividad en otros aspectos y en un momento de gusanito antes de volver a ser mariposa.

I dream of a different blog that I think will soon be born. I have several plans in my head once I’m done with my main papers, applications and other things that keep holding me, like the ghost of my ex-boyfriend. Today it was shiny, all of the sudden the sky turned gray and rained non-stop for 15 minutes. Now, all is blue and bright. I fee blue (not in the sadness sense of the term, but like the color itself).

Be so happy with the way you are.
Be so happy that you made it this far.
Go on be happy now. Please be happy now.

(Boy’s gone, by Jason Mraz)

When being a transnational person, you need to prepare things in advanced. Finished my boyfriend’s Xmas present last month and today I think I almost finished his birthday present (which takes place in January!). Almost done with all my family present’s, presents to my US family (virtual shopping) and Xmas cards were sent. I SO MUCH DESERVE THIS PICTURE… ’cause I’m a badass! OH, YEAH!!!!

…face a problem with her couple.

Instead of “What” it is “WHY”

Wondering how a southern Spanish girl like me is managing not to get sick in north Germany? Well… this is what I take every morning:

- Fruit juice with noni juice.

- A pill of equinacea.

- Fruit (oranges or grapes)! ^^

So far it’s working really good!

I need an alibi for where I’ve been
I knew better than to call you but I did
Now I’m contemplating each dividing line between mistake and I knew better but I did

It isn’t like I don’t know how this ends
I write another song you write me off again
And somewhere down the line I’ll try to fall in love only to find
That I can’t do it without you it never seems to fit

Cause oh, you are home, and no matter where I go you’re in my bones
And no matter where I sleep, I never rest outside the place I keep my soul

I’d ask you not to ever call again
I do my best to focus on your worst offense
I’ll show you every ugly thing I hide behind my criminal’s defense

I fall asleep in houses I don’t know
I sit in silence when your song comes on the radio
Doing everything that I’ve already done just doesn’t make much sense

Cause oh, you are home, and no matter where I go you’re in my bones
And no matter where I sleep, I never rest outside the place I keep my soul

Oh, you are home, and no matter where I go you’re in my bones
No matter where I go, no matter where I go, you’re in my bones

If you had a bird as a pet you will find this video cuter than expected. The video offered by the BBC is very impressive, love it!

http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/science-environment-15620024

I told you that I love you, you never mentioned anything. I told you that I hated you, you didn’t ask me why. Could be that you care or you don’t. Silence just took all our following conversations.”

… and some friends I got as well.

… Shepheard’s Hotel. What must you do before you die? Where must you go? What worlds must you conquer? Begin exploring, today, small ways in which to honor your sacred yearning for romance, even if it’s just by telephoning for a mail-order catalog.

Bogart and Bergman will always have Paris. Peterman and I will always have Cairo. I have the bathrobe to prove it.

(“Simple Abundance”, S.B. Breathnach)