Valencia

i didn´t wanted to go...then got excited...then got cold feet...but it was awesome!

it was one of the times of my life...

i´ll miss the loooong talks wiht my cousin (cause i cam eback from valencia having a little siste jaja!), helping her study biology, taking naps every afternoon after eating lunch, showering twice a day cause it´s so hot!!, making fun of the weird names of streets, going out every afternoon and nigth with alvaro and eat like a lot cause we had nothing else to do, listen to my cousins cds (estopa!! pignoise!!), listening to the only one cd alvaro had in his mom´s car (retro music!! Le freak cést chick!!), driving around, playing with gorgorito and with flash, eat nothing but bread and chicken ^^ =p, eating strawberries with cream and obleas to the light of the "saman de la viña" o del de naguanagua C=, our miniroadtrips every friday and sunday...with a lot lot lot of green and blue and tons of good music that made me feel like a grown up!

i won´t miss the small car crash...and missing my mom, dogs, and home...

but still with the good, bad and weird...it was an awesome experience!

.-About Politics-.

ok...so i have been offline for sooo long! so...this was a scrap i did dec 4th...the day after the elections...so here it goes...this should have been published a few weeks ago... *hey!! i didn´t realized...this is published with the date i wroter it!! well...i published it dec 26th!!*

When i was younger i didn´t like politics...maybe cause i didn´t understood...prolly cause i just listened...no other kids talked about it, they used to say "my father/mother/uncle says:..." and i´ve never like those words...and i used to have a choice i mean a kid that doesn´t mind about politics is ok...but now...i know i understand and i´m scared...

its always thrilling to go to the marchs and gatherings and see the young people...yesterday was exciting to see old friends from highschool in the lines to vote since very early in the morning! we spent the whole morning there...it was awesome to see one of my youngest disabled patients on tv, at 7AM!! on his line to vote!! (GO DANIEL! GO!)...is always nice to find gatherings planned by young people...it was great that my cell was full of sms from my friends telling me that they were in line and how their things were going...

it was curious to see how many old people went to vote against every little thing...they have already lived, they voted for us! for our future!!...my aunt from valencia is 88 years old...pretty wasted by the time but her daughter drove her to her votation center and was taken to her table on a wheelchair...the amount of elderly people i saw yesterday was astuning! walking really slow and carefully...

it was sad to also find some young people that weren´t even registered to vote!!! and to go online when everybody was histerized and see that some didn´t cared! it pissed me off to be included by a friend on a huge conversation where from almost 12 people 9 where talking and only 5 where doing it seriously...it sucked to find out about people drinking during the "dry law?"..."ley seca"...

i don´t know...after last nite i feel that there´s nothing left to do...only to pray chavez won´t approve the "reeleccion indefinida" law!! and i mean c´mon! he can do whatever he wants with us!

+Rosales is admirable...he didn´t "arrugo" he was brave enough to not ask people to go to the streets...he actually stood for us...even knowing that people was expecting for he to call us to the streets and that he´d loose a lot of followers...i think that was pretty smart...he didn´t played with us

+ young people that don´t realize that you can plan your future as much as you want, you can say whatever the shit you wan, but if the politics of your country are not favorable, nothing will work, as hard as you try...i mean what if chavez takes away our right to private properties???? it seems it is not possible but i´m a lil bit paranoic sometimes...

+people choose chavez...ok...maybe there really is a 2nd venezuela...one we don´t see...one that we refuse to see...or maybe it was really a fraud...i dunno...all i know is that the people that voted for him did it out of stupidness...i mean only because they get some money or weapons or cars every now and then...beacuse they are a bunch of "resentidos sociales" and even if he doesn´t do it they´ll vote for him everytime he say "i´ll take the money away from the rich people"...

+ last nite i felt nauseus to hear him say "as Crist said...i say to you" once again his huge ego...

Happy B-Day Mommy!

she´s turning 42 today...she doesn´t look like...i Loooove her...she really is the greatest mom...i know and other people can tell...i´m really proud of her cause she´s strong and smart...she has take me to where i am...still looks pretty and young...i´ll take her for lunch and then go to valencia...

so i wraped her bedroom door with all this silly things for her to come home tonite while i´m in valencia and finds this nice surprise...she´ll like it i know...cause she loves prett, silly lil things C=

.-But Gravity Always Wins-.

Her green plastic watering can

For her fake chinese rubber plant

In fake plastic earth.

That she bought from a rubber man

In a town full of rubber plants

Just to get rid of itself.

And it wears her out, it wears her out

It wears her out, it wears her out.

She lives with a broken man

A cracked polystyrene man

Who just crumbles and burns.

He used to do surgery

For girls in the eighties

But gravity always wins.

And it wears him out, it wears him out

It wears him out, it wears him out.

She looks like the real thing

She tastes like the real thing

My fake plastic love.

But I cant help the feeling

I could blow through the ceiling

If I just turn and run

And it wears me out, it wears me out

It wears me out, it wears me out.

And if I could be who you wanted

If I could be who you wanted,

All the time, all the time...

...and if you could be who i wanted...

Boys who like Girls...*BBQ...jaja...how silly am i?*

ok so...i think i´ve had 3 emotional conections with boys so far in my life...or at least the ones i most recall or that moved me somehow...The first will be called B from now on, the 2nd B2 and the third will be called Q...(initials have been changed for witness protection)...

with B i was so damn young! i really was a kid...but i was soooo into him...i think i really was inloved with him...we just started hanging together and then he was all the time in my home...my mom loved him, we had friends in common, i cried with him, we laughed so hard, played so much, and learned so many stuff....he woke up in me so many feeling i didn´t knew...and i learned a lot about myself with him...we used to talk for hours on the phone and spend all afternoon together, nights watching tv...sometimes "cooking" with our friend b.c (initials changed) ^_^ i´m so dumb! anyways when it ended i was kinda mean...we did wrong, he did, so did i...and i decided to take him out of my life...with a clean cut...i spent almost 2 years in regret...till something happened with B2 and talking to my mom i decided it was time for me to give B a call...and he accepted my apologies and reacted amazingly well to my words...i´m so glad for that nite i took the phone! we taklked for over an hour even tho we hadn´t talked in a few years!...now we talk now and then, i know things won´t ever be the same...time changes everything...i´m just pretty happy of what i lived and learned...hope he thinks the same...

B2 was this boy...a lil bit older than me...there was phisicall atraction from the fisrt minute...everyone could tell...then i started an introduction class to his classroom cause it was my social service to the university i attend to...so we started talking...and sharing stuff...but real stuff...problems, feelings...the coolest part was the flirting games on the hallway...but he was a broken boy...too many problems so i realized it was kinda contagious and i did some really bad stuff i´ve feel guilty all this time to the person who most deserves all my love, devotion and dedication for so many reasons that naming them would take me like a zillion posts...still i told him how i felt about him and things just died...he acted like an ass...after that he tried to get close again a few times but i may not know what i really really want but i sure know what i don´t want...

Q is this boy who´s a lil bit younger than me...at the beggining i was so playing hard to get but sooo dying to be around him...he asked me out on a valentines days and i kinda said nope, that day he sent an e-mail with his cell phone number and i wrote to him weeks after that!! cause one day we where on the msn and he told me that medium was on, that he was staying talking but he needed me to remind him to see it that sunday, so i wrote to let him know...and he answered something like "there´s never been a better time to be on fire" jaja...i learned here that you have to let feelings flow and not to overthink...tho is so damn hard to me! well he did so many little things nobody did before that i think it...i´m not sure...i think the word that fits here might be infatuation...or may be not cause infatuation is whitout a reason but we did have reasons...anyways...i recall one nite we where on the msn and he used to make playlists for me and he said he was doing it for me to remeber if someday things ended that someone worked hard (se habia fajado) picking pretty songs for me...or like that time he said that he was getting online so late cause he knew i´d be there but that he usually didn´t, that before me he only got online to check his mail and then leave, that he was there cause of me...i remember our first date was at la estancia, and we layed down on the green green gras, talking and stuff, then one of this plants that fall like helicopters fall down and i grabbed it and show him how it worked...he took the plant into his bag, i thought that was sweet like if he wanted to keep it as a memory or so...one day we where in some kinda discution and i said something about him not caring...he asked me that then why he stayed online talking to me till 3 am on a school day...or that day i told him i thought of him during the day and wondered some things about him and he said he loved so...one day he went to this place (i think he nerver told me wich place was it), he came back so excited he said he wanted to take me there, to show me the things he saw...i have this thing for some hours...12:34, 11:11, 4:44, and stuff and he used to sent me sms´s with those times...he used to write to me almost everynight just to see what was i doing...to let me know which shows where on on tv, make word games, let me know everytime "eternal sunshine of the spotless mind" was on, sent pieces of lyrics on those sms, and gave me a few songs (i think that "this mess we´re in" by tom yorke and P.J. Harvey was the first one...and staind´s "Epiphany", an i think there, there by radiohead)...one day he wrote to me just to say that he had been thinking of me for no reason...it was nice......the day after my bday we went out and it was like the coolest nite we had...when he said goodbye he touched my hand grabing my fingers in such a sweet way i still remeber how it thrilled me...i´m so stucked there...still he did some shitty things that i try to keep in mind to not feel bad and just to think that what happens is always the best...most of the times it was a mistery for me what he was thinking about me...he said it was ass hard for him to show his love...but still, he didn´t cared that much about me...and that even tho all of his problems if he really wanted me as he said he would be here, or at the very least trying to...still i´m an ass...i still miss waking up and having old sms´s from him...i loved when he used to ask me what was on my mind...and that we talked in english...it was nice while it last...i won´t name the bad things cause i just wanna like "alimentar mi ego" using this thing my mom told me to...to write good stuff...the good things about me, my life, friends and feelings other peoples has had for me...so i thing i´m done for the nite...i know there are still a lot more boys to come...but is helpless to feel nostalgic about the good times...

I´d just like to know if he ever thinks of me...i guess the answer is no...he´d write to me or so...i hate not to know...i guess i don´t wanna know...plus i won´t write or do a thing...cause i kinda know he´s not right for me...anyways..it pisses me off...i heard a few day s ago that things or moments that don´t mean a thing to some and just forget...are turning points in the other persons life...i just hope to be some kind of mark or special spot in his mind...if not...well...he´s a real ass...

unplug myself

I´ll better myself...i mean i do it everyday but i need to be more agressive...work harder..starting now...so i´ll go to bed right now...i need change...bettere things for myself...i´m optimistic...have tons of plans and as shallow as it may sound i´ll start with my image *malefic laugh* C=

how bout getting off these antibiotics

how bout stopping eating when I'm full up

how bout them transparent dangling carrots

how bout that ever elusive kudo

thank you india

thank you terror

thank you disillusionment

thank you frailty

thank you consequence

thank you thank you silence

how bout me not blaming you (or me) for everything

how bout me enjoying the moment for once

how bout how good it feels to finally forgive you

how bout grieving it all one at a time

thank you india

thank you terror

thank you disillusionment

thank you frailty

thank you consequence

thank you thank you silence

the moment I let go of it

was the moment I got more than I could handle

the moment I jumped off of it

was the moment I touched down

how bout no longer being masochistic

how bout remembering your divinity

how bout unabashedly bawling your eyes out

how bout not equating death with stopping

thank you india

thank you providence

thank you disillusionment

thank you nothingness

thank you clarity

thank you thank you silence

I Had This Dream Last Nite...

...this boy was in it...we bumped in the streets one last time...everything looked so pretty in my dream...i was pretty, so was he and so were the streets...(jaja he was pretty)...he was soooo into me again...i could see it in his eyes...like that nigth he showed me the most i ever saw...it was clear...it was a nice dream...tho i woke up around 3 am and felt weird in that bed that´s not mine and in that bedroom...i turned on my ipod but still...i cryed...i wanted to be home...and i am now! so i´m happy as hell!

oh...today my mom asked me about him...i told her the last things that happened but i didn´t actually wanted to talk about it...it pisses me off...not only the situation around it...it pisses me off to recognize that i went wrong...but around my mom is mostly that i feel ashamed tho i knew what i was doing the whole time...

Plugged into the wall

Resumen Resumen Resumidito...

Casi voy a cumplir un mes sin escribir...pero es que el tiempo vuela y buehh...desde el domingo pasado y hasta el 15 de diciembre estare viviendo en valencia....este fin vine a Ccs...valencia es la anarquia total en cuanto a trafico...todas las mañanas conduciendo al hospital cada vez que me detengo en un semaforo en rojo me tocan corneta histericamente para que avance...

No hay mucho tiempo para pensar en cosas personales y por ahora mejor asi...muchas anecdotas para contar pero mejor sera hacerlo en otro momento...mañana me voy de nuevo a valencia...

Out the door

Just in time

Head down the 405

Gotta meet the new boss by 8 am

The phone rings in the car

The wife is workin hard

She´s runnin late tonight again

Well I know what I’ve been told

U gotta work to feed the soul

But I can’t do this all on my own

No I know

I’m no superman

I’m no superman

And you've got your love online

U think you're doin fine

But you’re just plugged into the wall

And that deck of tarot cards

Won’t get u very far

There ain't no hand to break your fall

Well I know what I've been told

U gotta know just when to fold,

But I can’t do this all on my own

No I know

I’m no superman

I’m no superman

You’ve crossed the finish line

Won the race but lost your mind

Was it worth it after all?

I need u here with me

Cause love is all we need,

Just take a hold of the hand that breaks the fall

Well I know what I’ve been told

Gotta break free to break the mold

But I can’t do this all on my own

No I can’t do this all on my own

No I know

That

I'm noSuperman

I’m no superman

I’m no superman

(Some day well be together)

I’m no superman

(Some day)

(Someday well be together)

(Someday)

I’m no superman

P.S: Las nuevas experiencias y las personas diferentes abren tu mente y tus ojos...cambian tu manera de ver las cosas...random memorie: mi profe de psqiquiatria decia que la vida es una constante perdida...y el psicologo una vez me dijo que yo quemaba etapas mas rapido que los demas...

Bah i´m pretty tired and bored...want a lover...like now! i need something a "FNT" (fascinating new thing...that´s a semisonic song) something esciting pretty and nice to happen...soemthing NEW

What If...

Si fuera un día de la semana: Domingo

Si fuera un momento del día: Cualquier momento agradable, bien vivido.

Si fuera una canción: Casa =P (si, Natalia Lafourcade), Elevator Love Letter (Stars) , True Love Waits (Radiohead), First Day of my Life (Bright Eyes), Better Together (Jack Jhonson), Bad Day (Daniel Powter), Las Flores (Cafe Tacvba)...si yo se, debia ser solo una.

• Si fuera una parte del cuerpo: Manos, ojos, lobulos de orejas de niños (no en edad sino en genero!)


• Si fuera una asignatura: Alguna optativa (para que nadie este obligado) eso si relacionada al arte...o neurologia


• Si fuera un color: Marron...Verde


• Si fuera un verbo: Sentir


• Si fuera una prenda: El pantalon de pana acanalada marron mas comodo y genial del mundo (si yo tengo uno asi...solia ser marron!)


• Si fuera un libro: El amor en los tiempos del colera


• Si fuera un país: Venezuela! (que nacionalista!) o argentina o inglaterra


• Si fuera una comida: una ensalada


• Si yo fuera un animal: ningun animal impersonal...seria o Mo o Boo para verme como ellos me ven


• Si yo fuera una bebida: Una cerveza bien fria! jaja, una merengada de oreo =P


• Si yo fuera un deporte: Natacion


• Si yo fuera un mes: Diciembre (por las vacaciones para todomundo!)


• Si yo fuera un numero: 16


• Si yo fuera un signo del zodiaco: Virgo


• Si yo fuera un objeto: Una hoja en blanco o una guitarra


• Si fuera una palabra: Tu


• Si fuera una estacion del año: Otoño


• Si fuera una flor: Cala


• Si fuera un idioma: uno inventado


• Si fuera un dibujo animado: Alicia (en el pais de las maravillas)


• Si fuera una cosa del espacio: la estrella de brillo mas intenso, la que notarian mas ràpido los niños, la que prometerian bajar los enamorados.


• Si fuera una casa: Lo importante seria cobijar a una familia feliz


• Si fuera un pariente: Mi madre por supuestisimo!
• Si fuera una fruta: Una patilla
• Si fuera un chico: El que me gusta...para saber que pasa por su mente
• Si fuera una chica: Sería yo misma
• Si fuera un helado: Macadamia Brittle de hagen Dazs
• Si fuera una mania: ...Hay que pensarlo muy bien...
• Si fuera un lugar: Seria una montaña
• Si fuera una película: La Fabuleux Destin de Amelie Poulain o ERlizabethtown
• Si fuera una virtud: Integridad e Identidad.
• Si fuera un regalo: Seria un detalle o algo muy especial...nada compradoo si es comprado que tenga un gran significado
• Si fuera sentimiento: Una agridulce mezcla entre amor, paz, felicidad y un poquito de melancolia para tener de todo...

.Sunday.

Driving back home from the mall from some late almost forgot shopping, we had the radio on, ivan matta was on i looove him...he played this song by the zutons...i loved it so when i came up i turned on the pc and started downloading...and got this song i liked pretty much and felt a lot like yesterday (Saturday) but anyways i love days like those and days like this...even tho i´m not the most happy...sometimes that bittersweet feeling between happines and sadness feels pretty rigth don´t you think? anyways...this was a pause from writing and researching on my "pain" speech...time is running out! this friday is the big day..i wanna impress them all...and hopefully i will! C= tomorrow i´ll get my 40% evaluation...wish me luck...here goes the song:

Sunday afternoon
Not a lot to do
Think of all
The places
I could be
People I could meet
Life so small

I'm watching drops of rain
On my window pane
Empty streets

And no one knocks around
No one goes to town

I'm a-going out
Sick of staying in
Living life

With worries on my mind
Waste away the time

Days that
I was born
Closed up all the doors

So restricted

Put my life of shame

Through the window pane

Now I'm blessed

Cause god created Sundays

So we could stay in

And watch the rain fall down

I lay on my bed

I feel all left out

I switch off my head

And I can live on my own

And stay in all day

And watch the rain falling down

I lay on my bed

I feel all left out

And switch off my head

Procrastinate.Not Nicotine In my Case.Compliments

We sit and we sigh

And nothing gets done

So right, so clued-up

We just get old

And all the while

Been torn asunder

Nicotine

And bacteria

What are we coming to

What are we gonna do

..:.:.:.:::.:.::.:.:.:..:.:.:.:.

Con Que Culo Se Sienta La Cucaracha??

ahh?? dime?? con que culo??

no hay mucho que decir hoy...o no muchas ganas de decirlo...

Bitacora de pasante de fisioterapia:

mi paciente subestimador me llevo un ping pong el otro dia...

mi pacientita de 9 añitos de paralisis facial casi esta simetrica y siempre me lleva regalitos C=

ayer hice una evaluacion de cervicalgia...apesto!!

Today´s joke:

EIIOOOO HUMBERTO A-AA-AAA REGRESA!!

ahh bueno y el vacilon con la parejita que venia adelante de nosotros en la cola de la autopista...una besuqueadera, una pasion, una cosa!

Sip, en la high tambien pasa...y mi paciente subestimador...

So...hace varios dias...el jueves pasado si mal no recuerdo, se fue la luz, Kys me dijo que ella pensaba que eso no sucedia en la high pero si Kys, en los palos grandes tambien se va la luz.Ayer cayo un diluvio, lo que en realidad me hizo mas llevadera la infinita cola en la cota mil, pero hoy sin lluvia y habiendo salido mas tarde que nunca del hospital fue bastante fastidiosa...estuvo amenizada por el sub de atun que el jefe de mi ma le regalo (pero tenia mostaza, pepinillo y aceitunas negras...wekele!! pero "x" con tanta hambre y ladilla!) Cual fue nuestra sorpresa al llegar...hay un señor atravesado en la puerta del stacionamiento, un viejtio muy tierno que vive en nuestro mismo piso y que conoci hace unos dias...haha...lo salude desde dentro del carro como si me fuese a reconocer! bueno...entro y la puerta del estacionamiento de par en par...solo milesimas de segundo para caer en cuenta...NO HABIA LUZ! OTRA VEZ! SU MADRE!! bueh...alfred el vigilante simpatico nos acompaño con su gran linterna a mi ma, a mi y a otra señora del piso 7 (suerte la nuestra que estamos en el piso 2). Bueno, transcurridas par de horas y mientras cocinaba suena el intercom...era alfred para avisarme que habia dejado el vidrio abajo...en donde vivia antes hubiesen desvalijado el carro ^_^*

Mi paciente subestimador me regalo un chocolate!! jaja...el que le habia llevado a mi super! pero es que "me lo gane" jaja awesome!

.mi paciente subestimador.

Bueno mi supervisora (de ahora en adelante conocida como super) es practicamente la unica encargada en el servicio de los pacientes amputados...por lo que yo los atiendo...son una papa!! facilisimo de veras! y la mayoria son simpatiquisimos!....excepto Douglas! bueno...si es simpatico, solo que no le gusta el hecho de que yo sea una estudiante y que de paso Mariluz ( mi super) ya no lo atienda sino que lo atienda yo...Horror!! bueno entonces siempre me pregunta todo...todo! casi que quiere que le de clases de fisiologia muscular y tal...y siempre me dice "esto no tiene ciencia", "este ejercicio no sirve para nada"...y bueno..la guinda sobre el pastel: necesita control de tronco...pero esta bastante avanzado asi que hacemos ejercicios con una pelota de basket...peeero el era jugador de basket antes de su amputacion (y bueno lo seguira siendo en un equipo de amputados con una protesis atletica!!! awesome!) asi que se ladilla rapido y se queja!! Pero buehhh...ahi vamos!! C=

So Long San Bernardino! (corazoncito)

So...i´ve lived my whole life (oh my! 20 long years!) in san bernardino..now we´re moving...actually weve moved...last saturday...now we live in los palos grandes...jaja "los big sticks"...awesome! this is a lovely place! anyways...good bye san bernardino...i grew up, and went to school there...i love the place tho it isn´t as pretty as it used to be...i´ve visited my old empty apartment a few times...i cant help to have this feeling when i open the door...=)

the other thing...people visiting our place to buy it...made me think about how sometimes something stops being your dream...and starts being someone elses dream...

=(= -->carita triste/feliz

When you're riding the rails
with those wide open eyes,
Well, there's one old south paw you will always fight.
And alone on a worn-out throne is the reigning queen of the questions
Why we blind-footed toddlers ever started out.

So don't get into it with me
When I goose-step
Across the kitchen floor
You know I still adore
All your Mother's old-fashioned ways
I'm so impressed that you hear
My inventions, And that it matteRs more
Than what you saw wIth your eyes

Go alOng with the plan
Your head will still be there where you put it
Under the bed with the ice creaM you could never find
And tonight you go to bed and dream
All the world to BE what you waNt it,
You got the girly draw now flaunt it,
And keep them all checking their watches
When you're out tonight

So don't get into it with me
When I goose-step across the kitchen floor
You know I still adore--
Are your eyes changing hands?
I'm so impressed that you hear
My inventions, and that it matters more
Than what you saw with your eyes

Aja!

Ok Domingo 11:06 pm...y la niña se acaba de sentar en la comp...con muchas cosas por hacer pero ganas de crear un blog desde hace tiempo...y HOY es el dia...es ahora...porque hoy es un dia lleno de opimismo, emocion y ansiedad...mañana visitaremos tres apartamentos...uno de ellos tengo la certeza es "the one"...en nuestra zona favorita de la ciudad...tiene una mezzanina pequeñita, techos altos, pisos de parquet...esperemos que funcione...de verdad...este fin fue bastante largo...pero bueno volviendo al estado de animo...tengo ganas de terminar todo lo empezado y de empezar cosas nuevas...quiero orden y se que puedo, lo voy a hacer...bueno esta primera entrada es porque me pedian al menos una entrada para poder ver la vista previa ^_^

ahhh...about the name...hace aaaños un amiguillo (carjo) hacia una pag...y me habia pedido que hiciera cronicas para su page...eso nunca se dio pero se iba a llamar asi...ese nombre se me quedo pegado...

P.S: mom i looove you! we´re so buying that apartment tomorrow! we kick asses!

Cancion del momento: Queen of Detroit de [+/-] (plus/minus) no conozco mas canciones de la banda...la saque de unos discos mezcladitos que me dio mi amiguillo victor hace unos cuantos dias y estoy enamorada de esos discos...los cargo para todos lados! Thanks Vic!