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    May 29

    Hey!!!!!!

    Hey!!!!!
    My sweetheart got my package today!!!!!!! =D Now there're gonna be two donkeys, one in Wien the other one in Terrassa, always at the same time =D =D =D I am sooooo glad you like what I sent you!!!!! Well, that was the purpose... I am so smart, c? ;)
     
    + I got Heather's letter today, which I'm gonna write back this week hopefully. I have soooo much work... OMG... At least I am nearly finished with my Gèneres paper, I'm so glad...!!!!!! But I still must study for a lot of other exams... I start with Lingüistics today.
     
    Oh, later on tonight I'll try write back my Johi's e-mail =D =D =D So sweeeeeeeeeet!!!!!!!!! I wonder, how can he get on well with that stupid H... But we don't have to question everything in life, so...=D
     
    Then I also wanna start studying German, trying to be better at it. If there is any way I could end up speaking and writing real German, PLEAS TELL ME!!!!! ='''(
     
    Anyways, I must go study now.
     
    Bussi!!!!!!
    May 24

    Cascando

    Cascando

    1

    why not merely the despaired of
    occasion of
    wordshed

    is it not better abort than be barren

    the hours after you are gone are so leaden
    they will always start dragging too soon
    the grapples clawing blindly the bed of want
    bringing up the bones the old loves
    sockets filled once with eyes like yours
    all always is it better too soon than never
    the black want splashing their faces
    saying again nine days never floated the loved
    nor nine months
    nor nine lives

    2

    saying again
    if you do not teach me I shall not learn
    saying again there is a last
    even of last times
    last times of begging
    last times of loving
    of knowing not knowing pretending
    a last even of last times of saying
    if you do not love me I shall not be loved
    if I do not love you I shall not love

    the churn of stale words in the heart again
    love love love thud of the old plunger
    pestling the unalterable
    whey of words

    terrified again
    of not loving
    of loving and not you
    of being loved and not by you
    of knowing not knowing pretending
    pretending

    I and all the others that will love you
    if they love you

    3

    unless they love you


     

    (S. Beckett, 1936)

     

    Samuel Beckett

    
    

    Cascando

    
    

    1

    why not merely the despaired of
    occasion of
    wordshed

    is it not better abort than be barren

    the hours after you are gone are so leaden
    they will always start dragging too soon
    the grapples clawing blindly the bed of want
    bringing up the bones the old loves
    sockets filled once with eyes like yours
    all always is it better too soon than never
    the black want splashing their faces
    saying again nine days never floated the loved
    nor nine months
    nor nine lives

    2

    saying again
    if you do not teach me I shall not learn
    saying again there is a last
    even of last times
    last times of begging
    last times of loving
    of knowing not knowing pretending
    a last even of last times of saying
    if you do not love me I shall not be loved
    if I do not love you I shall not love

    the churn of stale words in the heart again
    love love love thud of the old plunger
    pestling the unalterable
    whey of words

    terrified again
    of not loving
    of loving and not you
    of being loved and not by you
    of knowing not knowing pretending
    pretending

    I and all the others that will love you
    if they love you

    3

    unless they love you


    (S. Beckett, 1936)

    GOT IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

    YEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I finally got the package and the letter!!!!!!!!!!!! After waiting for one month!!!!!!! I hate the Post Office.... But now I'm soooo happy!!!! And my parents are so happy too!!!!!!!
    Hey... I have an ask... Will I ever be able to speak fluent German...????? I REALLY wish sooo... But I don't know how to do it... ='''(
    I'm really fed up with the literature paper... I've been trying to write much of it this afternoon, and I just run out of ideas, plus it's really tireing... I need hope!!!!! And imagination!!!! And resistence!!!!!!! Aw...
    Anyways... busy life the one of a student...
    May 21

    Por Verte Sonreír

    Por verte sonreír
     

    Hace tiempo prometí escribirte una canción,
    como siempre, mal y tarde, la tienes aqui
    sabes bien como soy, que no suelo mentir,
    siempre que lo hice fué por verte sonreir

    Llamamé, te quiero escuchar
    ya lo ves, no siempre me va bien
    al cantar me duele el corazón
    y enloquezco cada noche en cada actuación

    Fui yo quien dijo no, y ahora en la misma mesa
    se me enfria el café mientras dices que te va bien
    tranquila, ya no volveré a llamar, no me volveras a ver
    esta vez me marcho para no volver

    Y ahora cansado de mirar tu foto en la pared,
    cansado de creer que todavia estás,
    he vuelto a recordar las tardes del café,
    las noches locas que siempre acaban bien
    y me he puesto a gritar estrellando el whisky en la pared
    por verte sonreir he vuelto yo a perder

    La Balada del despertador

    La Balada del despertador

     

    Después de tanto tropezar
    dando tumbos he llegado aquí
    y no se está tan mal.

    No sabía dónde ir,
    había cerrado el último bar
    y tu oferta no la pude rechazar.

    Deja que yo apague la luz,
    tú deja de mirar el reloj;
    será mejor.
    Yo dando patadas al sol,
    tú enfadada con el despertador.

    Enemigo del calor,
    que siempre molesta en lo mejor.
    Como el sol que me despierta
    cuando escondido estoy
    bajo el edredón.
    Pégate a mí.

    Solitario corazón
    vaga sin rumbo por aquí
    buscando un poco de emoción.

    Sin promesas que cumplir,
    sin palabras de ésas que después
    se olvidan con el sol.

    Las penas cambian su sabor
    cuando no hay espinas para cenar
    y en la mesa comen dos.

    Y la fiesta sigue en el salón;
    la luna nos pilló bailando
    la balada del despertador.

    Always

    "Always"

    This romeo is bleeding
    But you can't see his blood
    It's nothing but some feelings
    That this old dog kicked up

    It's been raining since you left me
    Now I'm drowning in the flood
    You see I've always been a fighter
    But without you I give up

    Now I can't sing a love song
    Like the way it's meant to be
    Well, I guess I'm not that good anymore
    But baby, that's just me

    And I will love you, baby - Always
    And I'll be there forever and a day - Always
    I'll be there till the stars don't shine
    Till the heavens burst and
    The words don't rhyme
    And I know when I die, you'll be on my mind
    And I'll love you - Always

    Now your pictures that you left behind
    Are just memories of a different life
    Some that made us laugh, some that made us cry
    One that made you have to say goodbye
    What I'd give to run my fingers through your hair
    To touch your lips, to hold you near
    When you say your prayers try to understand
    I've made mistakes, I'm just a man

    When he holds you close, when he pulls you near
    When he says the words you've been needing to hear
    I'll wish I was him 'cause those words are mine
    To say to you till the end of time

    Yeah, I will love you baby - Always
    And I'll be there forever and a day - Always

    If you told me to cry for you
    I could
    If you told me to die for you
    I would
    Take a look at my face
    There's no price I won't pay
    To say these words to you

    Well, there ain't no luck
    In these loaded dice
    But baby if you give me just one more try
    We can pack up our old dreams
    And our old lives
    We'll find a place where the sun still shines

    And I will love you, baby - Always
    And I'll be there forever and a day - Always
    I'll be there till the stars don't shine
    Till the heavens burst and
    The words don't rhyme
    And I know when I die, you'll be on my mind
    And I'll love you - Always
    May 19

    Snif...

    Wow, I just watched American History X. I hadn't watched it yet, and I absolutely love it!!!!! (It's been from my DVD player to my DVD recorder in 3 seconds, hehehe...). And, OMG, I cried SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO much.....!!!!!!!!! But still, I love it  =)  HIIIGHLY recommended by me to everybody who still hasn't seen it.
    May 18

    Comunicat

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    Aquest comunicat està adreçat
    A TOTES LES PERSONES
    que en els pròxims dies compraràn
    una samarreta com aquesta,
    i sabem que en seràn milions
    ARREU DEL MÓN.

    Els volem explica què significa
    vestir aquesta samarreta:

    Significar dur quelcom
    de Kubala, de Cruyff, de Maradona
    quelcom de Guardiola, d'Stoichkov,
    de Puyol, de Ronaldinho ...

    I DE TOT ELS QUI HI HAN
    DEIXAT ALGUNA COSA.

    Vestir aquesta samarreta
    significa jugar amb alegria;
    perquè tens la sort d'estar
    fent el que més t'agrada.

    Vestir aquesta samarreta significa
    SORTIR A GUANYAR SEMPRE,
    però això no és suficient:

    obliga a inventar noves jugades
    que aconsegueixin, no només
    l'aplaudiment dels teus, sinó també,
    l'aplaudiment de l'afició rival.

    Vestir aquesta samarreta
    és entendre que tu no ets l'estrella,
     L'ESTRELLA ÉS ELL.

    I, sobretot, no oblidis mai
    per què l'escut va cosit a l'esquerra.

    SI ENTÉNS AIXÒ, VESTEIX-LA AMB ORGULL.
    Sinó, no cal que te la posis.

    CAMPIOOOOOOOOON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

    JA LA TENIM!!!!!!!!!!!!! JA ÉS AQUÍ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SÓM CAMPIOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
    VISCA EL BARÇAAAAAAAA!!!!!
    May 15

    ...

    Well... I don't know... Keep your fingers X...
    May 13

    New look *LOL*

    Well, I just went to the hairdresser this morning, and I look a bit different *LOL*
    It is 50 years today since one of our train stations in Terrassa was built, and the city center is full of people dressed like in those times, and it was really beautiful, with all the dresses girls used to bring then...
    But now I'm home, and I'm gonna go on with my French book, and with "Jekyll & Hyde".
    Kiss!
    May 12

    Ein schöner Tag

    MUSIK: Wir Sind Helden - "Nur ein Wort"
     
    Hello!!!!
    A really calm Friday. I have been writing letters for the whole morning *LOL* and eating stupid things. I feel so faaaat right now!!!!!
    It's really sunny outside, I should have something to do there on the street, it's so pretty!!!
    Well, my plans for this afternoon are:
     
               1) Talking to my swee sis (what I am already doing)
               2) Start learning French
               3) Read some more pages of "Dr.Jekyll & Mr.Hyde"
               4) Start studying for my exams
     
    But I guess that by the end of the day I'm not gonna have done half of them *LOL*
    I'm still trying to get a job for July and August, because I need some money to go to Wien in Winter (YAYYYYYY!!!!!!!!). I know I can work in a bar anywhere here, because I have experience and they'd say "yes" immediately, but the thing is that I know that'd be working so hard for so much time for not that much money, so I think it's not worth it. If anyone has any idea of where I could get a summer job, PLZ let me know!!!!
     
    Well, I better go do something useful now, hehehe.
     
    May 11

    Scheiße

    Hello.
    It was a bad day today. We took only one class at uni today, because there was Idontknowwhich students demonstration, and of course this was an excuse to stop classes. I had time to go home and then go to Barcelona again to be at the speech therapist at 14h, but I would have to walk and catch different trains too many times, so I just went to FNAC. I was there for about two hours and a half (and finally bought the Autolearning French course, let's see whether my idea of French changes a bit). Then I went to the speech therapist, and I got back home  at 16h. I watched "El Cor de la Ciutat", and then went to my room.
    I feel so... mmm... I don't know how to say that... useless? Lonely? Bad? All at the same time. And that's a really bad feeling, I wouldn't wish anyone to feel like this, really.
    But, hey, life's unfair, I know that for facts. And while stupid people are lucky and happy, we the ones who are good people are sunk in misery and decadence.
    Fuck.
    May 09

    Austrian vs. Spanish guys

    Can I disagree with you...?????? Danke!!!
    It is me who doesn't find the right words to describe Austrian guys... let me see... no, there's not such a great word to describe them... Well, ALL of them are like that, BUT ONE: H2. He's surely not gonna read this never ever, so I can openly say his name *lol* The rest, that means for instance... (shy right now) (*LOL*) J, G (yeah, asshole, and too tall, I know, but... ok, skip this one *lol*), B, H (the great one), C...
    See????? That's an argumentative answer!!!!!!!
    May 04

    CHISTE XDXDXD

    La historia ocurrió hace algún tiempo, y aunque parezca sacado de una película de Alfred Hitchcock, dicen que fue real y que pasó cerca del pantano de Alarcón, en Cuenca.
    Un hombre estaba parado a la orilla de la carretera a medianoche haciendo autostop, mientras estaba cayendo una tormenta tremenda.
    Pasó un tiempo pero nadie se paraba para llevarlo. La tormenta era tan fuerte que apenas si se alcanzaba a ver a unos 3 metros de distancia.
    De repente, vio como un coche con las luces apagadas se acercaba lentamente y al final se detuvo frente a él.
    El hombre sin dudarlo, por lo precario de su situación, se sube al coche y cierra la puerta.
    Mira hacia el asiento de al lado y se da cuenta con asombro de que nadie va conduciendo el coche.
    El coche arranca suave y pausadamente. El hombre comienza a escuchar voces que susurran algo que no entiende, y oye jadeos y quejidos, pero, no hay nadie dentro del
    coche.
    Mira hacia adelante, a la carretera y con horror se percata de que delante hay una curva.
    Asustado, comienza a rezar e implorar por su salvación al advertir su trágico destino.
    Aún no ha terminado de salir de su espanto cuando, justo antes de llegar a la curva,
    aparece una mano tenebrosa por la ventana del chofer y mueve el volante lentamente pero con firmeza.
    Paralizado por el terror y sin aliento, medio cierra los ojos y se aferra con todas sus fuerzas al asiento; inmóvil e impotente ve cómo sucedía lo mismo en cada curva del oscuro camino, y los quejidos y jadeos aumentaban en cada momento, lo que le provoca ba tal espanto que cada vez se acurrucaba más en el asiento.
    De pronto escucha unas voces jadeantes que le dicen...
    -No te escondas, que te vemos,....¿por qué te escondes?.?
    Totalmente helado por el pánico, tras varios segundos sin atreverse a contestar, y ante la insistencia de las voces que le repetían lo mismo una y otra vez, responde.....
    -¡Por favor no me hagais nada!, ¡Por favor no!.
    A lo que escucha un voz ronca, fuerte y clara que le dice....
    ¿Que no te hagamos nada Hijo de Puta?, como no salgas del coche y empujes como los demás, te vamos a inflar a ¡¡¡¡¡¡HOSTIAS!!!!!!.