.-The go round

El Columpio, corto español.
I loooove this...i´ve been ther, i bet you have too, we all have, it´s great! and it reminds me of a line in the sound of settling by death cab for cutie "i´ll sit and wonder of every that could have been if i´d only thought of something charming to say".

.-Fuerza bruta

Cuando vienen a venezuela???? (great joke eh?)

.-M. Night Shyamalan is the new Hitchcock

That´s overrating him, i know, but i just came home after watching "The Happening", which i loved as much as his other movies. There´s something about the ambientation, the music, the women, kids and path of his stories that i love, even tho there´s always a little something out of the context, still i like his style sooooooooooo much, it gives me a hitchcockish breeze (jaja, just like in the happening)...i highly recomend this one! =)

.-Random Thoughts of the Day

.-The past tends to seem more poetic than the present, even if it wasn´t as good as today.

.-Is there a way to measure change?? how much change is healthy? how much is too much? how fast is too fast??

.-I change too much, or too fast, sometimes is great, sometimes sucks...This time, sucks...

.-The perfect love song

It actually is...pay attention to every line...ithas something that no other love song i´ve ever heard has...it talks about timming (cause timming is everything), about that someone you love, loving you back just enough. every metaphore is as illustrative as it can be. it´s a down to earth love song, about suceptibility, efforts and risks and assuming your weekness. I just identify a lot with this song, i even remember the first time i heard this song and it makes me nostalgic, and confused about a lot of things, but well i guess i have a life to find out! I just hope the road keeps being as fun as it has been so far!

This is the first day of my life
I swear I was born right in the doorway
I went out in the rain suddenly everything changed
They're spreading blankets on the beach

Yours is the first face that I saw
I think I was blind before I met you
Now I don’t know where I am
I don’t know where I’ve been
But I know where I want to go

And so I thought I’d let you know
That these things take forever
I especially am slow
But I realize that I need you
And I wondered if I could come home

Remember the time you drove all night
Just to meet me in the morning
And I thought it was strange you said everything changed
You felt as if you'd just woke up
And you said “this is the first day of my life
I’m glad I didn’t die before I met you
But now I know i don’t care I could go anywhere with you
And I’d probably be happy”

So if you want to be with me
With these things there’s no telling
We just have to wait and see
But I’d rather be working for a paycheck
Than waiting to win the lottery
Besides maybe this time is different
I mean I really think you like meeeeee.

P.s: The video is also grrrrreat!

.-My Blueberry Nights

I don´t really know Wong Kar Wai, i just saw 2046 (which i hated, i only liked the look of the girls on the futurist side of the story), but from the first time y saw the poster for "My Blueberry Nights" i knew i had to see that movie...and i did it the 1st weekend it was on...and i loooooooooooooooooove it! i really do! it had been a while since the last melancholic/nostalgic/magic/brainylove movie i saw...

If you dig eternal sunshine, garden state, amelie, etc, etc, etc. You have to enjoy this one. I love jude law, his acting is so raw yet sofiticated, norah jones gets to be inocent all the way trough the movie with a lil bit unspiced (does that word even exists??) attitude, natalie portman plays the southern crazy girl role so gracefully that when you try to remember her in closer or V for Vendetta she gets to be a different person, she´s going up on my fave actresses list! and a story carefully knitted with some "secondary" characters with so many problems and emotions that stole me a couple of tears...

Ahhh! y los detalles! los colores! el ambiente en el cafe de Jeremy! Las luces! La velocidad! WKW es un genio visual! Gosh! <3

"I took the long way to cross the street" <3

.-Therapist

...My Therapist says my work is a hard work beacause it briongs me close to other people pain, and it´s true...and sometimes is great to see your patient walk away in perfect shape, or like in some speciall cases...i have a patient, a lovely woman who is about 77 or 78 years old who had a wrist fracture and had her hand almost useless, and now that she has started cooking again keeps bringing me delicious food!!! yey!!

anyways...i read something super fun today... think about it: "Therapist=Therapist" jajajajaja! yes, i think it´s funny!

.-As Always...

I always come back when i´m pissed off....

i haven´t written in a whole lot of time, but right know there´s somthing going on and off in the back of my head...death...

working at a hospital can be awesome but heartbreaking...

you get to meet awesome people (employees, students and patients), like this guy i met on the first days of february, he was such a fun man, specially for a man in the ICU, i remember we talked about movies, the beatles, trips, ice creams, it was amazing how every monday he asked me about how i spent my weekend, and he kept asking me wath exercises to do because he wanted to be walking pretty soon, i remember one day a dr was counting the patients going out of the ICU and he started yelling: "dr! here! me!! me!! Mariom get me a whistle! get me a whistle or a mic! help me! i´m gonna start a march!", he was a good patient, even in the days when he was so weak that he could barely talk he tried to make jokes...weeks passed and passed, he got better, got worse, i met his whole family and some friends, got better again, it was on and off...then my 3 months shift on the hospitalization area ended and my good friend Olga and i switched patients, a weekago i found out he was on the ICU again, a few days after he passed away...as i found out tears started bursting out of my eyes, not only for his wife, his 3 sons and his daughther...it was mostly for him! it was ALL about him...

i mean...he was there because of a small ddigestive problem, it was a simple procedure, but something wasn´t rigth...and things started to be worse and worse each day, it was unhuman...he had a huge open wound in his stomach and he couldn´t eat (i remember he wanted us to get him some vanilla ice cream)...

do you imagine spending 4 months in bed in a hospital, not been able to move, to eat, in the hopes of going home and free again?? and then die!!!! what the hell?? i mean...if the universe ment to teach him or his family something....it wasn´t necesary to put them trough all that suffering!!! and now they have to pay for all that insurance covering, and they are all alone...

plus...all i can imagine is how scared he should have been when he was about to die...even tho...i guess he might have been gratefull that it was over...i just, i hope his wife was there to hold his hand, or at least a nurse, i mean if i had to die and i couldnt have my mom by my side, i´d like to have someone to hold my hand, i don´t mind if its a stranger...

i wanna talk to his wife...i´ve been meaning to call her, bu t i wouldn´t know what to say, i just wanna show her support, but...i can´t even think of it without crying a lil bit...

.-Sabras Ocultarte Bien Y Desaparecer Entre La Nieblai

Esta mañana fui al dermatologo, tuve que estacionar en la calle y cuando sali el carro no estaba! me acababan de remolcar! menos mal se lo llevaron a un estacionamiento como a dos cuadras de alli! Sali corriendo y llegue antes que el carro! Estando en la entrada de la oficina de la policia de circulacion pasa un carro con "Ciudad de la furia" a todo volumen, yo cargaba mi chapa de "yo *corazoncito* soda stereo y termine hablando con dicho señor...hablamos de lo bueno que estuvo, de lo largo! de las canciones que faltaron! resulta que el señor era funcionario de la polica de circulacion y fue quien termino poniendome la multa y llenando la planilla...!! A pesar de la multa =/ fue genial!

Horas antes del concierto el terrible aununcio de cero estacionamiento a causa de un evento gubernmental no previsto!! Panico total!! Pero todo termino temprano y se pudo accesar en carro sin ningun problema, suuuper rapido y tranquilo, luego la caminata hasta la zona del concierto, larga pero placentera, luego el hambre!! asi que a la cola para comprar tequeños...de fondo musica fina, y de repente empieza a sonar "toxica" de los babasonicos...y todo el mundo tranquilo...

-Esa es la voz de Cerati!
- Tu dices??
-Claro! Es cerati!
-EMPEZOOOOO!

El corre corre y la emocion! luego "juegos de seduccion" luego telekinesis! luego imagenes retro! de alli no recuerdo el orden...pero la avalancha de canciones mezclada con las palabaras de Cerati tipo "bellezas, hermosos" fueron desde en remolinos, zoom y cuando pase el temblor unidas como en el unplugged, persiana americana, picnic con su genial juego de letras en las pantallas, corazon delator con su mancha roja convertida en un corazon latente, hombre al agua, nada personal, de musica ligera, sobredosis de tv, cae el sol, primavera cero, te hacen falta vitaminas, septimo dia, danza rota,dos regresos a la tarima ya al llegar al final para cerrar hablando de sus recuerdos de caracas, del poliedro, y Cerati dice: "primera vez que estamos en caracas y hace un poco de frio!...seguro alguno de ustedes vino a ese concierto (señalando al poliedro justo al lado) ...yo vine! y tu? ay memoria! no seas tan cruel!" y comenzo una de mis canciones mas esperadas de la noche! profugos!

A mi parecer falto un misil en mi placard, cancion animal,te para tres, 1990 y alguna otra que en este momento no recuerde...sin embargo fue uno de los mejores, sino el mejor concierto de mi vida! el sonido im.pe.ca.ble! las luces ufff! niños sobre los hombros de sus papas, el grupete de hombres maduritos a nuestro aldo que coreaban toooodas las canciones y hablaban de sus "años mozos!" las señoras de mano de sus esposos! las manos de Del en mis bolsillos! (jumm hohoho! y bueno...John pidiendonos cariño! =P) y la paz total! cabe destacar que en un evento recientemente realizado en esa misma locacion fallecieron 3 o 4 personas por un hecho violento que involucro armas de fuego...algo (bastante) de cola para salir del lugar, pero de resto todo pefect! ohhh! adore los vestuarios! esas botas dios! esas botas!

Graciassssss...totales!

.-Musica para chocar...

Este post (despues de mas de dos meses sin publicar) iba a estar titulado "My hate/love relationship" o "I hate my mind"...pero no, mejor no...este titulo que estoy usando tiene aaaaños rondando mi cabeza...practicamente desde que comence a manejar y es que hay canciones que...Gosh! =/ alguna vez haz conducido escuchando "Chances" de Athlete??? puedo ver mi pequeño auto blanco (el color de la vanguardia! jajajaj!) irse en camara lenta contra la defensa, especialmente cuando voy por la cota mil y no hay cola....o cuando iba para valencia y escuchaba ciertas canciones de Stars, Death Cab For Cutie (los titulos de las canciones ahora no las recuerdo...pero las dejare para siguentes posts y las publicare como una lista...asi me forzare a mantener esto actualizado!), incluso Beck...

pues si mi imaginacion vuela...casi tan alto como mi auto cuando gira en el aire en camara lenta mientras mi cabello suelto cae sobre mi cara y pequeños trozos de vidrio roto se esparcen sobre el asfalto...todo en colores frios y pasan imagenes de quien esta pensando en mi en ese momento...

Por otro lado...nada como conducir de noche escuchando la musica de Stars...las luces pasando a tu alredeor...vas en un viaje...indescriptible...algunos dia es un viaje al espacio...otros dias es un viaje al campo...eso solo sucede cuando conduces...en realidad tengo años...de verdad años sin montarme como pasajera en un carro! receurdo que cuando iba a higuerote hace añales me encantaba escuchar el OST de Amelie! era dejarse llevar...y es que manejar es "tener el control"...i love to be the one in control...but other times is better just to be driven...

.-24

Tantas horas sin dormir
creo que voy a morir
24 horas al dia quiero vivir

Tantas cosas quiero hacer
que no alcanzo a recorrer
todo lo que en mi cabeza llego a tener

Cuando llego a tu lado me siento yo a descansar
mas mi amor perdoname pues empiezo a pensar

En todo lo que hay que hacer
ya se me fue el dia otra vez
salgo de tu casa y empiezo a correr

Mas cuando ya estoy haciendo las cosas que quiero hacer
me detengo un momento y empiezo a pensar
En que tu estas junto a mi que no se va a repetir
que la vida se me va
con los besos que yo no te he dado aun
Tantas horas sin dormir
24 horas al dia quiero vivir
24 horas al dia quiero vivir
24 horas al dia quiero vivir
24 horas al dia quiero vivir


Puedo hacer como Da Vinci...era el? Que dormia dos horas, despertaba unas cuantas y asi...quizas funcione...

Mood: Confused. Semi Crisis Existencial.
Listening: Niña 186, Molestia. Corazon Gris, Dermis Tatu.
Reading: Eva Luna, Isabel Allende.
Eating: Fruits. Caramelos de caramelo.
Wearing: Grey Pant and shirt pjs.

P.s: Si yo se..que maispeis esa ultima parte...pero que se le va a hacer...

.-Si Vives En Caracas...

Y tienes mas de 20 años y no recuerdas el Cine Radio City! Buh! Apestas!! (Y muy probablemente tus padres tambien...pues si tienes 20 como yo te llevaban tus padres)... El memorable cine Radio City queda(ba) en chacaito, la verdad no se de que sirve ese edificio estos dias, probablemente de centro de reuniones para cualquier religion (¿no es acaso ese el inevitable destino de todos lo cines y teatros de la ciudad?), se supone es (en honor a la nostalgia hablare en presente) una replica exacta del teatro en New York, techos altisimos y mucho color dorado! y rojo!, sirenas rubias de cola verde a los lados del escenario donde esta la pantalla de proyeccion...Mucho años 30...all over! No puedo contar las horas de mi niñez que pase en esas butacas color rojo oscuro junto a mi ma...lo mejor de todo eran las funciones continuadas!!!! Con una sola entrada podias ver la pelicula tantas veces como quisieras! Lastima que como muchas cosas en este pais (incluida la zona donde se encuentra este edificio...chacaito!), se haya deteriorado tanto! y que lo hayan cerrado...creo que nosotros dejamos de ir antes de que lo cerraran por lo fea que se habia puesto la zona...y claro, la proliferacion de centros comerciales con su respectivas, monstruosas y numerosas salas de cine a las que solo provoca acudir en horarios nulos...

Lo ultimo que escuche de este memorable edificio fue la realizacion de los premios urbe de hace un par de años alli...Y hoy lo recorde porque vi in america por segunda vez...sentimientos encontrados con esa peli...el drama es demasiado dramatico, si drama dramatico...la parte feliz, bueno dizque feliz es lo bueno...ah en in america...cuando la pequeña gran familia irlandesa llega a NYC aparecen las lindas luces del RC!

En otras notas:
*No soy mas pasante! hahahah! desde hace casi un mes! Joder! Time Goes By o Freaking Fast!
*I´ve Kinda Got A Gang...That´s Nice...We Even Got Nicknames...mine? ...mmm...maybe next time.
*I´m Helping this girl named Fabiola in this animal shelters project that is quite awesome...
*Ah estoy haciendo una traduccion!
*Jaja...hoy mi ma me estaba ayudando con esa traduccion y me dijo "Verdad que a ti te gusta poner sangrias....eso es tan antiguo" hahahah! So Last Season! ^^
*Soy yo o es la gente que no entiende indirectas, muy molesta?. C=
*Post en español para mis seguidores de habla hispana! (jajaja)
*Hoy fue el dia del padre...as usual my mom got a lil present C=
*See ya Next Time!

.-Cerdos Ególatras!!! (bueno, bueno...cerdos de personalidad tipo A)

This wicked world is full of them!! and i happen to despise them! i mean i´m cool and all (hahah) but i´m a very humble person! I hate people who keep talking out loud (as if everyone want´s to listen to them) about their wonderful experiences, families and stuff...the worst part is that m,ost of them don´t think of it...they just act like that without noticing how much of a jerk their attitude makes them in front of other people (or maybe just in front of me?)

Anyways...i´m thinking about it cause currently my internships are at this Cardiac rehab center, which i don´t happen to enjoy as much as all of my previous internships...except for some of the patients...most of them are really really old and nice people...but some of them! gosh! they just piss me of...did u know that some tipes of personalities can make you more likely to some diseases? for example tipe 3 can make you more likely to have cancer, tipe 1 can make you more likely to heart conditions...well...now i´ll cut and paste some facts about tipe 1 personality...so imagine spending your evenings (1 to 7 pm) in a room full of people that behave this way:

En 1957, dos cardiólogos, Rosenman y Friedman, del hospital Monte Sinaí, en San Francisco, California, describieron un estilo de comportamiento que llamaron patrón de conducta tipo A, que constituye un factor de riesgo para la cardiopatía isquémica. Estas personas tienen 2,5 veces más probabilidades de presentar angina de pecho o infarto de miocardio. El patrón tipo A es un factor de riesgo que opera al margen de otros factores de riesgo como el tabaco, la hipertensión y la obesidad.

Características de la personalidad tipo A

• Velocidad, impaciencia, irritabilidad, siempre tiene prisa.

• Estilo dominante y autoritario.

• Pensamiento concretista, con dificultad para conocer y expresar sus emociones.

• Actitud hostil, dura, competitiva.

• Gran implicación en el trabajo, con tendencia a la actividad permanente. Consideran el descanso o el ocio como pérdidas de tiempo.

• Preocupación por el rendimiento y los resultados finales, más que por el disfrute de la actividad mientras se realiza.

• Pocos intereses y relaciones personales al margen del trabajo.

Son personas enérgicas, que hablan con voz alta y con rapidez, se muestran tensos e impacientes. Su vida gira en torno al trabajo, al logro y al éxito, son competitivos y ambiciosos y dan la impresión de no tener nunca suficiente. Tienen una gran necesidad de control de su ambiente, lo cual los vuelve muy tenaces, aunque pueden seguir intentándolo incluso cuando las posibilidades de éxito son mínimas y la tarea está destinada al fracaso.

Estas personas tratan de probarse a sí mismas continuamente, midiéndose a través de sus logros. Por este motivo emprenden numerosas tareas, tratando de destacar y triunfar en todas ellas. Dado que su valor personal depende para ellos de sus logros, suelen tener un gran temor al fracaso, pues lo consideran un indicativo de su falta de valor personal. Debido a que el logro y el éxito se vuelve para ellos una cuestión vital, se encuentran en una continua competición con los demás.

Tienen problemas para identificar, reconocer y expresar sus propios sentimientos, junto con una ausencia de fantasías.

No es extraño que encontremos a estas personas realizando dos actividades al mismo tiempo. Necesitan estar siempre ocupados, centrados en los resultados en vez de en el placer que puedan obtener con la tarea que realizan. Les cuesta mantener la atención en un tema que no consideren de gran importancia, pues es una pérdida de su valioso y escaso tiempo. A menudo están pensando en la solución de problemas que consideran de gran importancia, casi siempre relacionados con el trabajo, lo cual hace que presten menos atención al mundo exterior y sean, por este motivo, más propensos a accidentes. En los periodos de inactividad o vacaciones se muestran inquietos.

This days i´ve had some other encounters...with doctors...i hate the way they introduce themselves as "dr. yonosequiensit@" wtf? before a doctor you are a person...i mean i know that you killed yourself studying for a lot more years than most people...but anyways..i´ve always seen it as a way of saying "hi..my name is...and i´m better than you"...

Enjoy!

.-Optimistic-.

...That has been my mood this past few days...since like last tuesday...even tho friday was pretty disgusting...and i´ve had some downs...like this moment...but i thought it would be good to write it down...anyways good things to come...pretty busy days C=...ohhh...i wanted to show a pic by me but i´m sleepy...so i used this one i looove that i kinda stole from Carjo (Thanks dude!)


Flies are buzzing around my head
Vultures circling the dead
Picking up every last crumb
The big fish eat the little ones
The big fish eat the little ones
Not my problem give me some

You can try the best you can
If you try the best you can
The best you can is good enough


This one's optimistic
This one went to market
This one just came out of the swamp
This one dropped a payload
Fodder for the animals
Living on an animal farm

If you try the best you can
If you try the best you can
The best you can is good enough


I'd really like to help you man I'd really like to help you man..... Nervous messed up marionette Floating around on a prison ship

If you try the best you can
If you try the best you can
The best you can is good enough
If you try the best you can
If you try the best you can
Dinosaurs roaming the earth

.-40 and counting

www.mariom.deviantart.com

In 40 days i´m finishing my internships!! i´ll be freeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Tomorrow i´m having my 1st 24 hour shift...

The city was empty this week! awesome!

Happines is a funny thing...lately i´ve been talking a lot about it with my mom...and well there´s a lot to say but for today just let´s say a few-well known- things:

-The grass is always greener on the other side.
-Satisfaction is the death of desire.
-Blessed are the forgetful: for they get the better even of their blunders.

Don´t go watching 2046, long story short...is a slow -badly told- story about emotionless characters! the only good thing where the future parts...the androids were lovely but that´d be about it...i don´t get the huge awards and stuff...

Enjoy!

.-Random Facts 2nd Episode

-M owns two dogs…two beagles…both of them were kinda sick and/or weak…that´s the main reason she and her mom kept them…

-M wanted to be an urbanist/architect…but she can barely handle numbers and drawings…so she thought that would represent a problem.

-M attends Phisychal Therapy School…She´ll be a pro in about 4 months!

-M loves to sing along (she´s not good tho).

-M sometimes uses her eclecticism to hide her indecision.

-M loves those Cup Noodles soup.

-M wanted to be a psychologist, she thinks she would kick ass! But she also thinks psychologists have Good complex.

-Back in highschool M was competitive as hell...now not so much, now she kinda dominates the art of competition.

-M thinks her messiness (yup I think i have just come up with that word...i don´t think it exists...does it?) gives her some touch of geniality –when is controlled of course-.

-M always gets along better with the boys, always has…still she wasn´t a tomboy.

-M has always liked musicals and weird movies…back in 1^st grade her mom got her a “Nightmare before Christmas” vhs tape and she took it to school, when the teacher played it most of the kids didn´t liked it (stupid kids uh? How didn´t they love Tim Burton?).

-M´s favorite movie was Alice in Wonderland.

-M has always been told that she has pretty legs.

-M is wearing PJ´s: a black pant with huge pink hearts C=.

-M´s current insult: Cabron! And some variations of it such as: cabrona, cabrones, cabronzuelo, cabroncito, cabroncillo.

-M was kinda grunge when she was in higschool, then she became kinda neo-punk-semiemo, but for about 4 years now she´s just being indie-eclectic-boho and she plans on staying there.

-M has been told a few times to be “girlfriend material”…by boys that haven´t show that much interest…weird.

-M would make an awesome CCS turistic guide.

-M doesn´t stand out…but doesn´t fit in.

-M could just sit around and do nothing aaaaall day long.

-M has stages when she dreams every single night.

-M hates mustaches…boy with mustaches are pretty disgusting! But beards!! Aw! Beards!! ¨beating heart¨.

-Before she dies M wants to cover a tree in toilet paper (just like that 1979 video).

-Everytime M goes to a store or a restaurant with her mom people think they´re sisters or friends or something…sometimes people can´t even tell who´s on the phone!

-M and her mom always leave a voice recorder on to find out how much the dogs bark.

-M sleeps with her dogs…in the same bed!! And it´s awesome!! Hell it is…if this represents any kind of trouble to you…you suck! And are a class A cabron!

-M has some “angry songs”: send the pain below by chevelle, scars by papa roach and some staind songs.

-M likes to say people´s names.

-M loves kaleidoscopes.

-M had a lemon pie yogurt for dinner and now she´s having the worse "acidez" ever!

-M thinks her previous posts (more than a month ago) where a lot better...once someone told her that were awesome cause where somehow very personal but at the same time very distant.

.-Some kind of girlie stuff-.

I think it´s been over a week since women´s day...but anyways i forgot i had this image...i think it rocks...i had to post it here...happy day gurls! every day is our day!!

I got my new haircut on tuesday and my new colours today (but my colours don´t show that much)...today when i was in the beauty salon i was feeling so good...pretty optimistic...but now...i dunno seems my happiness levels have hit the ground...is funny how our moods vary so much rigth? (i mean cause it happens to everyone doesn´t it?)...about the hair thing...i went to Omer for the first time..i´m never leaving that place...they are awesome! they can really give you quirky hairstyles!!

A while ago i was talking to someone in msn...they didn´t asked...but i was trying to remember my last days...it seems i´ve come to block them...my mind has been full of crazy shit and useless thougs...i just wanna be done with school...and start working and start this new stage of my life..i was offered a job at the clinic i´m doing my internships right now...but i dunno...plus someone else showed up and is a graduate...so...

I had a last idea in mind...but i lost it... Nite!

P.S: I rememberd...i need a "gang" or something...this last month i´ve missed 2 gigs cause i had no one to go with! can u believe it? you know what sucks? having such a cool career but that everyone else that studies the same are such a bunch of plain (or well just different from you) people!! and i barely have time to do other stuff or go to other places and meet different people...anyways i´m too picky with friends...and also this is my bad mood talking...AHORA SI...Nite!

.-Quiero Volver A Ser Una Pagina En Blanco

Y pintarme nuevos colores y matices, otras formas, renovarme...estoy cansada de hoy y de estos dias, del cuerpo y la mente...voy a dormir...me duele la cabeza...me cepillare los dientes de nuevo y bebere agua...tengo un mal sabor...mañana tendre un nuevo corte de cabello y hopefully un nuevo color tambien...decorare mi cuarto...pasado mañana empezare a correr...

Hoy tuve un dia off...i called in sick and stayed home..my mom was off too...we slept like 3 hours in the morning...una tia de mi ma murio el jueves...no puedo imaginar el dia de la muerte de mi ma...extrañare a mi tia Josefina...era una viejita algo cranky pero era nice ir a su cuarto a escuchar cuentos repetidos a pesar de todo...y ver fotos setentosas...

When I wake up early in the morning,
Lift my head, I'm still yawning
When I'm in the middle of a dream
Stay in bed, float up stream

Please don't wake me, no
don't shake me
Leave me where I am
I'm only sleeping

Everybody seems to think I'm lazy
I don't mind, I think they're crazy
Running everywhere at such a speed
Till they find, there's no need

Please don't spoil my day
I'm miles away
And after all
I'm only sleeping

Keeping an eye on the world going by my window
Taking my time

Lying there and staring at the ceiling
Waiting for a sleepy feeling

Please don't spoil my day
I'm miles away
And after all
I'm only sleeping

Keeping an eye on the world going by my window
Taking my time

When I wake up early in the morning,
Lift my head, I'm still yawning
When I'm in the middle of a dream
Stay in bed, float up stream

Please don't wake me, no
don't shake me
Leave me where I am
I'm only sleeping

21 thing (ok, ok lines) my version....

Ok, so i migth be a lil picky eh? but also flexible...so i gave it some thought and here´s my list:

Are You Respectful? Polite? Good to your family?

An Ecologist?

Smart, Funny and Clever?

Not Selfcentered? Narcisistic (but hide It too well? Go to random facts about! ^_^)

Must Love Dogs (can´t come to my place if not…I have two and they´re all over the place!)

Are you an art (all forms) appreciator? Gig lover? Silence lover?

A good Cooker? =P Stand out of the crowd?

Like to help people and put smiles on other people faces?

Enjoy kids and old people´s stories?

Can you appreciate details? Can you read between lines?

Like to step on dry leaves?

Responsible and collaborator?

Both childlike and mature? Are you an easy smiler? Like dark humor?

Are you up for new things? Open minded?

Are you a motivator? Hard to intimidate?

Creative and easy going?

Thoughtful? Passionate? Contradictory? Playful?

Don´t mind what others might say?

Love to just hang out, walk around, sit or lay on the green green gras?

Don´t take people´s shit? Stand up for your beliefs and your point of view still respecting other people´s?

Good at conversations?

...so...if u r close to this things...give me a call! hahaha

Ana

Around 9 am today the doctor said "We should get her started on liquid diet"

-Ana! Would you like some juice?

-Yup Please

-Or Tea?

-Whatever...

-Get her a room...we´ll get her out after the hemodialisis is done

We where standing there...in the middle of the ICU...

Around 12:15 a.m. we got down to the ICU again to check on another patient...they where cleaning her up..."they´re getting her ready" i said to myself...but by the time we where done with our patient my supervisor was trying to show me something and when we turned our backs...we saw ana...totally wraped on a yellow blanket...with stickers wih her name...

She was old...but not that old...she had pretty eyes and her hair was dyed in a reddish brown...on monday she tryed to talk to my supervisor and i saw a young man holding her hand, touching her hair and talking to her...today she was finally stable after 10 or 12 days...she was going down to a room...but in just a few hours she was gone...i´ve heard and is like a fact that before people die actually there´s a point where you seem to be recovering...

As cliché as i may sound...actually i´m not gonna say anything i don´t have to explain...is just that i have never been surrounded by this kind of things...

By the time i was leaving the clinic a lot of people where there...this young doctor got up with me on the elevator "i came to visit a friend...his granny just died" he said to a nurse...

who was she? who else did she leave behind? did she had a chance to say goodbye? did she knew she was loved?? did someone told her that before she died?? did she got to tell someone anything she might have wanna say?

about nurses...well i´ll better talk about them another time...