Mejor me voy a hacer lo que mejor me sale:
Acomplejarme por mi culo y mis caderas, pero sin moverme de la silla salvo para ir a buscarme algún chocolate o algo empalagoso para ahogar mis penas mientras veo como los demás tienen vida y yo no.
Muchas gracias.
lunes, 17 de mayo de 2010
martes, 2 de febrero de 2010
lunes, 1 de febrero de 2010
You can't manufacture a miracle
The silence was pitiful that day.
A love is getting too cynical
Passion's just physical these days
You analyze everyone you meet
But get no sign, love ain't kind
every night you admit defeat
and cry yourself blind
If you can't wake up in the morning
Cause your bed lies vacant at night
If you're lost, hurt, tired or lonely
Can't control it, try as you might
May you find that love that won't leave you
May you find it by the end of the day
You won't be lost, hurt, tired and lonely
Something beautiful will come your way
The DJ said on the radio
Life should be stereo, each day
In the past you cast the unsuitable
Instead of some kind of beautiful, you just couldn't wait
All your friends think you're satisfied
But they can't see your soul no, no, no
Forgot the time feeling petrified, when they lived alone
All your friends think you're satisfied
But they can't see your soul no no no
Forgot the time feeling petrified
When they lived alone
The silence was pitiful that day.
A love is getting too cynical
Passion's just physical these days
You analyze everyone you meet
But get no sign, love ain't kind
every night you admit defeat
and cry yourself blind
If you can't wake up in the morning
Cause your bed lies vacant at night
If you're lost, hurt, tired or lonely
Can't control it, try as you might
May you find that love that won't leave you
May you find it by the end of the day
You won't be lost, hurt, tired and lonely
Something beautiful will come your way
The DJ said on the radio
Life should be stereo, each day
In the past you cast the unsuitable
Instead of some kind of beautiful, you just couldn't wait
All your friends think you're satisfied
But they can't see your soul no, no, no
Forgot the time feeling petrified, when they lived alone
All your friends think you're satisfied
But they can't see your soul no no no
Forgot the time feeling petrified
When they lived alone
sábado, 30 de enero de 2010
She walked by the ocean, And waited for a star,
To carry her away.
Feelin' so small, At the bottom of the world,
Lookin' up to God.
She tries to take deep breaths,
To smell the salty sea,
As it moves over her feet.
The water pulls so strong,
And no-one is around,
And the moon is looking down.
Sayin',
Mily, come with me,
Close your eyes, and dream.
The big ships are rollin',
And lightin' up the night,
And she calls out, but they just pass her by.
The waves are crashin',
But not making a sound,
Just mouthing along.
Sayin':
Mily, come with me, Close your eyes and dream.
Canción original: Rosie's Lullaby - Norah Jones.
martes, 26 de enero de 2010
Hace unos meses dije que quería hacer un par de cosas... Veamos si las conseguí.
1º: Dejar de ser tan tímida. (no)
2º: Que la palabra 'obsesión' no entre más en mi vocabulario. (si)
3º: Conseguir la libertad que quiero sin que me jodan tanto. (algo)
4º: Hablar con él. (si)
5º: Anotarme en la facultad para hacer algo que me gusta. (si)
6º: Estudiar inglés y francés. (no)
7º: Conseguir un trabajo. (algo así)
8º: Poder viajar a Bariloche. (si)
9º: Madurar por completo. (nunca se sabe)
10º: No pasar tanto tiempo encerrada en mi casa. (si)
11º: Que la rutina no me afecte. (si)
12º: Demostrar y no demostrar mis sentimientos. (si y si)
13º: Demostrarles a los demás que no soy boluda y que puedo ser más inteligente de lo que ellos creen. (si)
14º: Que no me afecten las boludeces que dicen y hacen algunas personas. (si)
15º: Conseguirme un perrito para que me haga compañía. (no)
16º: Dejar de comportarme como una boluda en ciertos aspectos. (si)
17º: Dejar de hablar de cantantes/bandas/personajes de cualquier cosa, como si los conociera de toda la vida. (si)
18º: Conseguirme una vida. (no)
19º: Apegarme más a mi familia. (si)
20º: Ser mejor persona. (nunca se sabe)
Bueno... bastante bien. Tal vez para el año que viene tenga toda la lista tachada, no?
Bueno... bastante bien. Tal vez para el año que viene tenga toda la lista tachada, no?
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