OK, so what now!

Today, the last day of the year and I’m sitting here just in the need to say/write something but I can’t cause, well, I don’t know, maybe I just don’t have the words, so many things pop into my brain right now that I’m about to suffer an aneurysm.... The truth is that 2010 is about to die, as many other things in my life... A year needs to die for a new one to come, and that's life, things dying to give space to the new "better" and reloaded ones... 

What do I expect about 2011? I really don’t know... maybe having more cookies and fewer headaches caused by humanity. Oh yes, I expect my new world, Leenland, to become real one of this days, just that. Things are less problematic there.

I don’t know if 2011 is going to be better or worst for better to come, but I'm sure about something, I won’t let it bring me down.


Happy New Uncertain 2011, World!

And remember, there is nothing Cookies can’t fix.

Songs that belong to me

Put Your Records On

Corinne Bailey Rae

Three little birds, sat on my window.
And they told me I don't need to worry.
Summer came like cinnamon
So sweet,
Little girls double-dutch on the concrete.

Maybe sometimes, we've got it wrong, but it's alright
The more things seem to change, the more they stay the same
Oh, don't you hesitate.

Girl, put your records on, tell me your favorite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.

You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.

Blue as the sky, sun burnt and lonely,
Sipping tea in the bar by the roadside,
(just relax, just relax)
Don't you let those other boys fool you,
Got to love that afro hair do.

Maybe sometimes, we feel afraid, but it's alright

The more you stay the same, the more they seem to change.
Don't you think it's strange?

Girl, put your records on, tell me your favorite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.

You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.

'Twas more than I could take, pity for pity's sake
Some nights kept me awake, I thought that I was stronger
When you gonna realize, that you don't even have to try any longer?
Do what you want to.

Girl, put your records on, tell me your favorite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.

Girl, put your records on, tell me your favorite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.

Oh, you're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow

Three little birds, sat on my window.
And they told me I don't need to worry.
Summer came like cinnamon
So sweet,
Little girls double-dutch on the concrete.

Maybe sometimes, we've got it wrong, but it's alright
The more things seem to change, the more they stay the same
Oh, don't you hesitate.

Girl, put your records on, tell me your favorite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.

You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.

Blue as the sky, sun burnt and lonely,
Sipping tea in the bar by the roadside,
(just relax, just relax)
Don't you let those other boys fool you,
Got to love that afro hair do.

Maybe sometimes, we feel afraid, but it's alright

The more you stay the same, the more they seem to change.
Don't you think it's strange?

Girl, put your records on, tell me your favorite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.

You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.

'Twas more than I could take, pity for pity's sake
Some nights kept me awake, I thought that I was stronger
When you gonna realize, that you don't even have to try any longer?
Do what you want to.

Girl, put your records on, tell me your favorite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.

Girl, put your records on, tell me your favorite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.

Oh, you're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.

I Try

Macy Gray

Games, changes and fears
When will they go from here
When will they stop?
I believe that fate has brought us here
And we should be together babe
But we're not
I play it off but I'm dreamin' of you
I'll keep my cool but I'm feigning

I try to say goodbye and I choke
I try to walk away and I stumble
Though I try to hide it, it's clear
My world crumbles when you are not near
Goodbye and I choke
I try to walk away and I stumble
Though I try to hide it, it's clear
My world crumbles when you are not near

I may appear to be free
But I'm just a prisoner of your love
I may seem alright and smile when you leave
But my smiles are just a front, just a front hey!
I play it off but I'm dreamin of you
I'll keep my cool but I'm feigning

I try to say goodbye and I choke, yeah
I try to walk away and I stumble
Though I try to hide it, it's clear
My world crumbles when you are not near
Goodbye and I choke
I try to walk away and I stumble
Though I try to hide it, it's clear
My world crumbles when you are not near

Here is my confession
May I be your possession
Boy I need your touch
Your love kisses and such
With all my might I try
But this I can't deny, deny
I play it off but I'm dreamin of you,
But I'm dreamin of you baby
I'll keep my cool but I'm fienin'

I try to say good bye and I choke, yeah
I try to walk away and I stumble
Though I try to hide it it's clear
My world crumbles when you are not near

I try to say good bye and I choke, yeah yeah
I try to walk away and I stumble, yeah yeah
Though I try to hide it it's clear, sick of love
My world crumbles when you are not near, Your love kisses and such

I try to say good bye and I choke, good bye and I choke yeah
I try to walk away and I stumble
Though I try to hide it it's clear,
My world crumbles when you are not near...

I don’t want to miss a thing - Aerosmith

¡¿Por qué siempre que uno está blue, el reproductor pone canciones que solo promueven que uno quiera cortarse las venas con cuchillos de papel!? ¡No lo entiendo! :S

Te invito a tomarte un cambio

Nueve personas en una mesa, dos de ellas invitadas… una solía ser parte… ya no... igual ya lo venía venir desde meses atras ¿Por qué las cosas cambian?... ¿Qué hay de la nueva persona?, no sé…. ¿Qué va a pasar con la que solía ser parte?, tampoco lo sé… Antes había una persona más aparte de las invitadas... esa persona también era parte... ya no lo es más. Las cosas cambian, todo cambia, pero muy adentro siempre se guarda la esperanza de que esos temidos cambios que acontecen en nuestra vida conlleven a algo mejor, aunque también muy adentro sabemos que no va a ser así, o al menos así parece ser al presente…

¿Cómo controlar o enfrentar los cambios de la mejor manera?, no lo sé, aún no tengo la respuesta. Cuando la tenga escribiré al respecto.

smashing pumpkins- thirty three

When you open your heart with no reserve to a silent source, you're able to find the peace and release you where hopelessly looking for, and then you realize that source had become a precious valuable one.

Putting my thoughts out of my mind had bocome even more necessary than I ever thought, and had proved to be worthy far beyond my own imagination.

Every day you discover and learn new amazing things. Today I found out that I'm not that alone in this crazy sometimes overwhelming world. That gives me hope.

Whip My Hair? O.o'

I was watching a nice video of Plaza Sesamo Street about a nice little puppet that loved her hair and I fell in love with it... BUT THEEEEEN!!!! SHRIEEEEEK! O.o This called my attention!

This is little Willow Smith, Will Smith's cute little girl of only 10 years and her video "Whip you hair" O.O


And just a day after, this was already on You Tube.. Here, the choreography of "Whip your hair" by some little "cute" girls.


Ohhh, I see such a dark future for our next genarations!

Dios los crea y el diablo los destruye

La linea entre el triunfo y la destruccion es realmente muy delgada, más de lo que uno cree.
Mis ojos vieron una imagen perturbadora que me hizo pensar en demasiadas cosas en cuestion de segundos:

•  que pasaba por su mente?
• que hicieroncon con la persona que yo conocia?
• y ahora, que le paso?
• uno más para la lista.
• este arroz ya se cocio.
• sonamossss!!

 Dios les ha dado todo, familias maravillosas, belleza, habilidades increibles, comodidades, admiracion y popularidad delante de lo ojos de las entes superiores, pero a pesar de todo esto, la inseguridad personal y la carencia de autoaceptacion hace que estas personas tomen decisiones inversas al camino establecido. Dios les da todo esto para que sea usado para Su gloria, pero eso los deja fuera de poder usar todo eso que les fue dado, para usarlo en si mismos y las cosas de este mundo.

Ellos quieren más, quieren ser parte de este mundo, porque a pesar de tenerlo todo, no tienen nada en si mismos. Ven lo que tienen aquellos otros, esos de la vida de ficcion y conflictos ocultos, y desean lo que ellos tienen, y al final son atrapados por la seduccion y sitileza de este mundo crrompido.

Personas de un gran corazon que no sierve para nada si no es usado en las cosas para lo cual fueron creados.

Corren a su propia destruccion, hacia un peñasco profundo y rocoso el cual garantiza una muerte segura.

Estan logrando lo que siempre quisieron, ser parte de aquellos

Me estoy desperdiciando, dijeron ellos, aqui no se me valora como deberian y aqui no tengo lo que merezco y necesito. Este lugar no me satisface. Aqui solo estoy perdiendo mi tiempo.

Tienen sed de triunfo, fama, popularidad y una mosqueada libertad que mezcla sus propios deseos con un toque de legitimidad

" son sueños vacios, que parecen profundo porque son solo eso, una ilusión. cada vez que llegan a tocar uno, se dan cuenta de que tan fríos, que tan asperos, que tan insatisfactorios son realmente, entonces siguen buscando, tratando de llegar a otro nivel donde su hambre sea saciada, donde su busqueda esté completa. Y así, el hueco se hace más grande y la luz más corta"
"a veces lo más cansado son sus conversaciones, tratando de convencerte a vos de algo que ellos no pueden convencerse a si mismos. llenan su boca de palabras que suenan bonitas e interesantes, tratando de ocultar con eso la superficiaidad de sus aspiraciones, lo corto de su visión. y uno no sabe si sonreir y seguir escuchando, con tal de no perderlos del todo, o agarrarlos de los hombros y sacudirlos, trnsmitiendo tu propia desesperación porque despierten y vuelvan en sí, que abran los ojos y recuerden lo que hemos aprendido. A veces parece imposible, pero dueletanto soltar el último trozo de esperanza, la idea de que eramos trozos de hielo que terminariamos en el mismo oceano...e*