As I write these few lines a summer-like raining storm has waken me up from my inner thoughts, like some kind of home-made device to make me come down to earth from that so far away world of mine – but so soft n’ sweet -, an expected change. Sometimes these changes are neccesary, just for us not to forget that our lives in the real world go on developing although we are not living them for a moment.
Mmmm, I feel I will need some more devices… just in case (^^)
Another sunny day has come and gone away…
Yet one of those days in which you feel nothing can spoil the way you feel, ‘cos you feel simply sooooo damn good!! ^^And the funny thing is that you don’t even know why you feel that way, it’s simply something that’s there, so right!
I have been thinking about my future departure all day long, not with a nostalgic look down to the street or up to the bright sky, but just getting to understand how much things are going to change, and why does that not mean something bad necesarily. I can be nostalgic, but today I fell definitely good.
¡¡¡1 día para junio!!! cómo pasa el tiempo… Y hoy ha sido un día extraño. Creo que no me he hecho a la idea aún de que ya ha terminado la uni por este año, de que ya está, ya se acabó pequeños, segundo voló – aunque los exámenes no dejen de planear de forma alarmante sobre nuestras cabezas… y sigue lloviendo : ( mierda de tiempo pre-verano, pero no pasa nada, todo se andará… (¡a mi abuelo le encanta esa frase!)
Estaba leyendo un articulillo – una entrevista - sobre “Conoce lo que opina el jugador sobre la fama, los medios y el glamur que envuelve el mundo del tenis en la siguiente entrevista” en la página web de mi ‘tenista favorito’ (guess who, guess who!!): http://www.tommy-robredo.com/, y me he topado con una pregunta, con su correspondiente respuesta, que, entre otras, me ha hecho reir en alto, sí, en alto. La pregunta en cuestión es “Y siendo tenista ¿no hay límites para eso (refiriéndose a las motos y los deportes de riesgo que Tommy practica) por el riesgo de lesiones?” y la respuesta es la siguiente: “Sí, pero yo no estoy pagado por ningún club, estoy pagado por Tommy Robredo, entonces hago lo que quiero. Intento ir con cuidado y no hacerlo a lo loco para no joderme, pero es una cosa que yo cojo la moto y me voy a la montaña y me despeja totalmente y al cabo de una semana o al día siguiente estoy listo para jugar. Son cosas que a mí me gustan, ¿por qué no hacerlas?”
Ahí es nada. Que por qué es mi ‘tenista favorito’- porque es un crack tanto dentro como fuera de la pista jajaja ^^
Ala!
“Welcome to the Hotel Californiaaaaa!!” or “recuerdas aquella noche en la cabaña de Turboooo…!!” or “ven-a-la-escuela-de-calooorrrrr!!!” hahahha, yesterday was simply one of the best days with you mates! just for us not to forget it, ‘cos it was in-credible!! hahaha ; p
By the way…HAPPY BIRTHDAY ARRATE (TOMATE)!!!!!!!!! (again ^^) juju
I want all the photographs from The Buhos!! XD
Kind of cloudy day. Wish I was perfectly conscious of what my problem is. Pity. Such is life.
Linkin Park – Numb
I suposse I cannot imagine how much I’m going to miss this:
…and you, little thing of mine, how much I’m going to miss you.
This day is for you - your day, sweetheart, while you purr on my legs – although you cannot speak a word, I know you understand the look in my face. And I love yours.
2 months and 13 days left…
This has been a totally unproductive day… I’ve done nothing but complainig about all the things I’ve got to do, all I have to study, the bad weather, the food – I hate fish, but mum still doesn’t seem to know it!!!… but the truth is I have done absolutely nothing today, no work, no study plan, but yes, I have eaten the fish! – only ‘cos there was nothing else and I needed to eat, of course…¬¬
Mmmmmm…
Laziness is killing meeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!
Whoa, so many days I haven’t written anything here, seems like I have been very busy, which can or cannot be real – let sceptics have some fun… Not my best weeks, anyway. Since the worst part of the course begins now, it’s much probable that I won’t be able to write very often – by ‘often’ I mean as usual as I was used to… – so it’s getting kind of complicated to maintain what I said about a month ago or so (geesus!)
Mmm, hope I have something better to say when I’m far from this mechanical routine… – really, really hope so!
Now I am about to go,
I will leave all my precious possesions to my dearest cat, the one in charge of allowing nobody touching them until I come back!!!
^^
And he got on the car – his eyes looking to the floor – and didn’t say goodbye. She was looking at him, but the rain didn’t allow her see whether he had changed his mind and had maybe turned his head back one last time. But that didn’t matter now, because he had decided to go, never to return again. So what was she doing standing on the cold, wet street? She closed her eyes and looked up to the sky. She tasted the rain. “There’s nothing to cry for” she repeated to herself - crying, while she was shivering with cold; and, slowly, she began to walk back to the underground.
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