Why do you do the things you do?
Why do you act like you were 2?

Things have been changing, you see.
Things have been happening, you know.

Why did you ask me to stay, if now you're running away?

One night to be confused, one night to speed up truth.
We had a promise made, four hands and then away.

Both under influence, we had divine scent to know what to say.. mind is a razor blade.

One night of magic rush, the start a simple touch.
One night to push and scream, and then relief.

And you, you knew the hands of the devil.
And you, kept us awake with wolf teeth..



Sharing different heartbeats in one night.

parecía que nunca iba a llegar. pero sí, aquí está.
estamos en marzo. MARZO. marzo del 2oo9.
mi temido mes.

uhm. de noviembre a marzo. demasiado rápido, no?
puede.

pero bueno, ya es marzo.
i es hora de tomar una decisión.

"Avoiding him was about the limit of what I could bear, though.
I could pretend to ignore him, and never look his way.
I could pretend that he was of no interest to me.
But that was the extent, just pretense and not reality."

your cigarettes, your favourite smell..

pineapple juice.


your secret wish, your favourite street..

you come and break trough.



and if you cry tonight.. i won't be there.
cause if you sleep and cry.. you won't dream.



your radio, your stadio..

you play and you play.


scared to look. scared to find. scared to live.



and if you cry tonight.. i won't be there.
cause if you sleep and cry.. you won't dream.

13:00 - 14:50

(1)

(w)

and you'll never know. no, you'll never know.

If you want me to stay I'll be around today to be available for you to see.
I'm about to go and then you'll know.. for me to stay here I've got to be me.

You'll never be in doubt, that's what it's all about. You can't take me for granted and smile.
Count the days I'm gone, forget reaching me by phone. Because I promise I'll be gone for a while.

When you see me again I hope that you have been the kind of person that you really are now.
You got to get it straight. How could I ever be late? When you're my (man) takin' up my time.

How could you ever allow? I guess I wonder how.. how could you get out of pocket for fun?
When you know that you're never number two.. Number one gonna be number one.

I'll be good..

 I wish I could get this message over to you now.





- por qué has venido a barcelona?
- ........
- ........
- para ver a mis amigos.



apuf. supongo que de vez en cuando algo ha de salir bien.

hacía meses i meses que no escribía aquí.
pero hoi era el momento.

los 17 tienen las horas contadas..


twohoursleft.

You are my brother..
Take my life.
Take my love.
Take what you need.
Can’t you see?                                                                                 
You are me.
We are each other.
Take my hand.
You are my brother..

en días como hoi, desearía que estuvieras aquí.  desearía que siguieras aquí.

que pudieras darme la mano.. 

es imposible, lo sé. pero aún así,  te echo de menos p.

i would walk a thousand miles just to know what you've been dreaming.
i would steal a thousand smiles just to know that you've been laughing.

and when you're not around,
i know nothing makes sense.

i would tell a thousand tales just to know what you've been thinking.
i would swim the seven seas just to crawl along your beaches.

Hello conscience, how do you do? 
I've come a long way to talk with you.
You've been causing MAYHEM for much too long and these mixed emotions are much too strong.
I hear you got a problem with the way I am, but loneliness never seems to understand.
Every time I hear the fizzing of my cup, I hold my head high and say good luck.

Hello sunshine, how are things going?
You come up everyday but I’m never showing. I guess me and you don’t get along.
With nothing in common, nothing’s wrong.

I spend a lot of time in the big white room, down in the cellar I’ll be drinking soon.
I can’t help sleeping through the sunny day. Tired in bed but that’s OK.

Coz it's alright to go out at night and forget who you are..
Alright, then it’s up in the morning and back to the start.



http://youtube.com/watch?v=Gxc8QTxeq5s


hoi me siento así, no sé.
hello conscience, hello conscience.

 

tengo la sensación de que algo me está ahogando.
noto como una bola en la garganta constantemente.
tengo ganas de soltar muchas cosas, de decir muchas cosas.
pero es que, o no estoy segura de decir estas cosas, o directamente
es que no estoy segura de creer de verdad lo que estoy pensando, lo que
me gustaría decir, o lo que estoy sintiendo.

pero de verdad, que cada vez noto que me asfixio más i más.
i tengo la necesidad de explotar, pero al mismo tiempo hay algo 
que me lo impide. no sé el qué.

todo es muy raro.
i tengo la sensación de que algo me está ahogando.

entiendes el tipo de sensación a la que me refiero, dime, entiendes?

algo me está ahogado, i como no intente deshacerme de eso, 
acabaré ahogándome sola, en mis pensamientos.

de nuevo.
como siempre.





 

                                                                              


                                                                     

bueno, acabo de volver del festival de cine de donosti, i este año ha sido increíble, la verdad. 
mui agotador, eso sí. rescatamos tres películas increíbles: CONTROL, LA ESCAFANDRA Y LA MARIPOSA, i EKKO.
donosti estaba preciosa. de verdad que creo que ha sido una de las veces que más he disfrutado de esta
ciudad tan increíble.

por otro lado, hoi hemos empezado la universidad. puf. nueva etapa.
por un lado hay ganas, tremendas.
por otro, una nostalgia impresionante..
de dejar atrás el verano más largo de mi vida.


hola octubre.

estoi harta de escuchar canciones de letra triste. de las que te hacen llorar.                                                                                                  

estoi harta de escuchar canciones de las que te hacen pensar, de las que te hacen pensar.

de las que te hacen pensar, a veces, incluso, demasiado.





sin embargo, siempre suenan, aunque sea a lo lejos. siempre suenan ese tipo de canciones..

no sé qué me pasa, pero no me puedo dormir.

son las 5:58 de la mañana.
suena jeff buckley en el ipod. creo que hoi ha sido un día mui de jeff buckley.
en realidad ha sido un día increíble, con muchas, muchísimas sorpresas.
en todos los sentidos, supongo.

pero no sé qué me pasa, que no me puedo dormir.





My body turns and yearns for a sleep that will never come..

today was such a nice day. it was a nice afternoon.
after the lab room i went to get some coffee. i wrote for an hour . 
i also took out the sketchbook for the third time since sunday.
i hadn't used it for a while before that.
black and red get on so well together on a piece of paper.
i listened to the kooks on my way back home, and it felt so good.
i don't know, 
everything seems 
to be
more than okay.



and yet sometimes it still feels so, so, so lonely.

hace un montón de tiempo que no escribo nada aquí.
muchas cosas han cambiado desde abril.. quizás demasiadas, no sé.



hoi hace un día un poco nublado.
una tarde perfecta para hacer un pastel.
espero que salga bien :)

  


imissyou.imissyou.
imiss your voice. your eyes.
your skin. your touch.
your smell. your voice.
your eyes, your lips.
your laughter, your name.
our names. your hug.
your calls. your everything.
you. our wasted summer.
our sun. our moon. your voice.
your eyes. you. i miss you.



: __

i el día 25 de octubre del 2oo6, escribí esto:



--- recuerdo aquella noche de verano, cuando miré al cielo, i vi la luna.
i fui consciente de que tú también estabas mirando aquella luna.
en ese mismo momento.
pero no sólo eso..
estabas mirando la luna,sí.
pero aquella vez..por una vez..
estabas sentado a mi lado. --- 




cómo cambian las cosas, no?

El ritmo del parpadeo azul claro de la televisión del vecino, se mezcla en el techo con otra juerga nocturna, y fuera de la ventana abierta del sueño, entre las gotas de lluvia, la historia escribe un libro de recetas para cada dolor terrenal.

Ah! Limpiar el desorden de los ecos que se desenfocan.
Palabras que hablan como langostas, cantan i cantan en mi cabeza.

Y la cosa es que ellos, en el largo sueño de mi memoria,
suelen parecer superfluos a la verdadera historia de lo que era.

Porque lo verdadero es verdadero independientemente de lo que trates de decir.
Lo verdadero es implacable, mientras las palabras se distraen i se consternan.
Palabras que cambian su melodía aunque la historia siga siendo la misma. Palabras que me llenan rápidamente y luego se agotan lentamente.

Diálogos que nerviosamente evocan la manera en la que le gusta llover.
Cada pantalla, una pantalla de humo.
Ah! Soñar por sólo un momento.
El cuadro fuera del marco.

Entonces en un destello, el horizonte azul claro que atraviesa algo negro es aspirado en dirección al punto en el que desapareces.

Y el silencio vuelve rápidamente de nuevo, para buscar un ritmo tranquilo en una sinfonía, para así buscar en la oscuridad a alguien que se parece a mí.

 (Aunque yo no soy realmente quién dije que era o quién pensé que podría ser.)


Sólo una colección de recuerdos.
Conversaciones que consisten en la clase de señales que hacemos cuando tratamos de conseguir que un bolígrafo vuelva a pintar.

¡Una vida de ellos!

Sentada ahora en el porche delantero de la oscilación de mis ojos, me digo a mí misma, les digo a las langostas, que me cantan i me cantan:

" Aquí i ahora, corrijo con este suspiro, lo que alguna vez dije.”

em passava els dies esperant la nit..
com et podia estimar si de mi estaves tan lluny?



..ara em passo els dies esperant, simplement.
com et puc seguir estimant si de mi estàs tan lluny?
com et puc seguir estimant si m'odies?

..ara, només espero de vegades.

i de vegades ni això.

perquè no hi ha ningú a qui esperar.

perquè tu ja et vas anar fa molt de temps.



i per això segueixo sense entendre per què encara t'estimo tant..





ara? ara mai espero.

suposo.



  bcn.març.o7.

- Ella está enamorada de él? 
- Sí.
- Entonces ha llegado el momento de arriesgarse, de que ella se arriesgue de verdad.
- Eso es lo que piensa, está estudiando una estratagema para ... 
- Ya entiendo, le gustan las estratagemas .
- Sí.
- En realidad ella es una cobarde, precisamente por eso me cuesta captar su mirada.


(amelie*)






i mñana vuelo a bcn. i prefiero no pensar en nada.
buen finde.

arctic monkeys.. sábado..
i tú? i tú? i tú?

anyways..
 
i can't wait to see the arctic monkeys.

saturday, 17th march.

razzmatazz, bcn.

( i have to put pictures & enero's day & a+a+a but i'm leaving it for the day i'll have time to do it )


so i finally got to get the package shelly and emma sent for my b·day! THANKS SO SO SO MUCH!
i miss you i miss you i miss youuuuuuu :___

and today, i was at school and suddenly i see all my friends walking into my classroom, and they were carrying a bag..
and they all bursted into a happy birthday chorus!!! i didn't expect it AT ALL! i mean, my b·day had been 9 days before!
i loved it! thank you, really, thanks so much.


so it was a present's day. and i took a picture of all of them. 





shelly + emma : PSYCHO poster :D, 2 cd's with songs about christmas, 3 non-matching shocks, a b·day card.

girls: the killers cd, amazingly cool jacket i wanted since september!

*

asf

fue una de los mejores días que nos dejó el 2oo6..

feliz año nuevo. feliç any nou. bonne année. urte berri on. happy new year.

-nº7 is here.




*so this is the new year.
*and i don't feel any different.

*so this is the new year
*and I have no resolutions 


*i wish the world was flat like the old days
*then i could travel just by folding a map
*no more airplanes, or speedtrains, or freeways
*there'd be no distance that can hold us back.

***there'd be no distance that could hold us back

so this is the new year..




.

pretendía actualizar ahora ( 4 AM ) contando el maravilloso i diferente día que hemos pasado..
pero es demasiado tarde, i me quiero esmerar en esto.
así que lo cuento mañana.

por cierto,mañana me voi a logroño! : )
ale.a pasar frío.





" ART ISN'T MEANT TO BE PRETTY "

"La muñeca del tebeo. El cubo de rubick. La nota femenina por excelencia."






sus palabras casi me hicieron llorar.
: )


(c'est fini. exámenes terminados.yepeee.)

(hace siglos que no actualizo propiamente el LJ.. maaal.)

(records..)


recuerdo aquel día, hace un año..

perfectamente.
está grabado con fuego en mi cabeza.

a que tú no te acuerdas?



*fa
un
any..

*fa
molt
temps..


merci per tot
i
mes.. 



 
photo: viajemad-bcn.19nov.o5.


ese día me demostraste tan poco..
pero sin embargo, esa noche me demostraste tant.. 



( nunca.nadie.había.hecho.eso.por.mí. )

( t'estimo .♥. )

( sí.desgraciadamente.aún. )

*i just loved it.

*Ara si que sento el pas del temps,
Vull anar despresa i ell va lent.
Ara és quan em nego a mi mateix,
Cansat sempre de perdre el temps i d’esperar,
D’esperar que arribi el moment
i sempre pendent de perdre el tren,
desitjar creuar la porta,
i veure que per fi em triat el mateix camí.
Se que amb tu podré somiar per sempre més,
Fer-ho tot realitat.
No hi ha un reco del meu planeta,
On pugui estar i deixar de pensar amb tu.

I ara que no et tinc el meu costat,
Sento que m’han pres un tros de món,
Ara es quan em perdo en la foscor,
Ara que no hi ets, no.
Ara es quan voldria despertar.
Ara es quan mes et trobo a faltar,
Quan dic poc més poc fa la por,
Quan et posa a prova el teu amor,
Es difícil ser el mateix si tu no hi ets.* 




- Saps que seguiré esperant el meu moment..


cómo es posible que aún sigas siendo capaz de hacerme sonreir, cuando , precisament, eres tu..
la razón por la que no lo hago..???

no lo entiendo.

argh.
tomorrow i'vve got a maths exam.
i haven't uploaded this for a while now. argh. i like to do it. i love to do it. but these days, i have NO time.
i've started with french classes, and i'm taking piano lessons again :D

anyways..
hope i can organise myself better. 

.

"il m'aime"  — he loves me ...

"un peu?"  — ... just a little bit?

"beaucoup?"  — ... a lot?

"passionément?"  — ... passionately?

"a la folie?"  — ... unto madness?

"il m'aime ... pas du tout."  — ...he does not love me at all.

.


.bye.for.now.

joooooope.hace mucho que no escribo nada.

este puente ha sido genial.

no me voi a poner a explicarlo entero, porque ia lo hice en el flog.
día a día.detalle a detalle.

http://www.fotolog.com/chipinjuliette

sólo decir que estos días han sido geniales amb tu maia!!! : )
me lo he pasado pipa. i hemos salido,bebido,reído i charladooo.
largo i tendido.
va a molar molt molt molt.
todo es mui friki, i tod está relacionado con el tema
que me come la cabeza contínuamente.pero a pesar de eso, si no hubiera
sido por eso, no te hubiera conocido, i stoi segura de que las cosas
no serían igual a día de hoi.mui distintas de hecho.

me alegro de haberte conocido,siempre te lo digo, ala, pues te lo repito.
i me jode muuucho que vivas tan lejos i nos veamos sólo de vez en cuand.
per este finde ha parecido que vivieses aquí.era genial :)
lov u girl!!!
espero que tot vaia molt bé i nos veamos prontito de nuevo!


por lo demás...
cansancio...
i mñna...
vuelta a empezar.





*maia i io en la cmida de families de hoi.
^^



p.d cris me he leído tod tu LJ, pero stic ultra cansada :S mñna lo hablamos.mua*

how surprised i was las night.


it had been a really , really shitty day.
i had been confused,angry,and tremendously shy with everyone.
i was irritated, but the thing it most irritated me was the fact that i didn't know
why this was happening to me. i mean, i had NO REASON.
i mean, i could KNOW the reason,i could be angry because of THAT. it got me on my nerves. but i said to myself there was no reason such as that one.
and really had no reason to act the way i was acting.

i was grumpy at house and all that.
and after dinner...after dinner everything changed.
it's like if he'd read the last entry i wrote in here (which i totally doubt).
and finally, after a month or so, i was knowing about you,your life, your musik,your plans.


again.


it confused me much.but we kinda talked liked if we were old friends,which relaxed me.
but then...then he asked something i always fear. and i was completely shocked.
what do you want me to tell you? you really want to know the truth? ...
oh, you already know that thing about me. but somehow, i figured out you were not that sure...i tried to reply to each question, basing myself on the facts, the actual facts. but, i've got to tell you, i didn't lie to you, but i wasn't 100 % sincere either.

that's one of the things. and i want to rely on you, and i want to tell you why i wasn't sincere.i hope i can have the chance to talk to you soon.just to let you know, i had a BAAAAAAAD time answering, a really bad time. i was shaking to hell. and i kept on shaking this morning.

there was something else.you said if i wanted something.but time , as always, runs against me. and , well, i wasn't thinking on doing it. but you asked me so...i hope i can tell you soon. i think this game about questions and answers hasn't finished yet.
and, well, maybe yesterday i didn't ask everything i wanted.



maybe it's my turn again. maybe.



who knows? anyways,thanks for...nothing.

ouuuuch.

i haven't written in here for a few days.
no time :S
& i've been a bit confused this week.


*aier tarde conocí a cris por fin! yeyeyeyeyey!
me lo pasé mui bien! esper veros otro día, i
teneís que venir a madrid.
encantaaaaaaaaaaaada :D



i'll write more tomorrow...
if i have time.

i already have things for my bedroom, so i might
be spending the time putting everything in the right place.





*cris i io mirando el cd de juliette. 



because i've got it!!! the new juliette & the licks cd! yeeeah!

and ... 9 days left for the concert!






and i can't belive it hurts so much not to know anything
about:

-YOU.
-your life.
-your musik.
-your songs.
-your... lyrics.

me voi a sobar.



ia stoi matriculada a l'institut français.

: )





*any silences make a sound.

I abandoned this for a few days.

reason: i went to san sebastian's international film festival.

again.
: )

i'll explain it tomorrow because i'm quite exausted now to revive all this amazing weekend.

so , again, back home. plenty of stuff to do.

and plenty of stuff to think about.




. w e . g o t t a . d o . s o m e t h i n g . a b o u t . t h i s .





( todai---> new j&the licks album yey )

todai has been an intersting day.


i stayed in english with the ib programme... :D i think i miss them too much! lol!
and then i had lunch at school! and then i had until 17.00 to do whatever i wanted, that was 1 hour and 15 minutes. lol.

so i went to starbucks (L)! and i tried a new coffee i had never tried:
white mocca with nuts. recomendació del carles! :) it was absolutely delicious! i had a venti!
and so i decided to study a bit geography... 8-| while ejoying the coffee.
it was so relaxing...
i wish every afternoon was like that...

then at 17.00 i went to the laser thing.
and then i went to ask for contact lenses because i've run out of them.
and then i got home walking...
^^

and the sun was shinning...
and everything was perfect...
and i was happy...


i got home. i had like an hyperactive attack, lol! i sang , and i danced.
but they say, when you get THAT high, sometimes, you have to come down.
and there he was to remind me that i was no-ballon flying high in the sky.
¬¬

anyways...

·notensresidea·







mi mum and a bit of mi.
tonight.

.

on ets? sembles perdut entre la gent, el món...tot.
els teus amics,jo.


t'has perdut a tu mateix?
a vegades ho sembla...
per què a mi ja em vas perdre fa molt de temps...


perquè t'escapes?

...









i a més ara ets un complet desconegut.

i'm way too tired to write something that makes sense.

so... going to bed.


-just saying that i recieved an e-mail from shelly again!
i love you! and miss you girls! i want to see you soon!




have a nice day tomorrow :)

:***

so...
todai is sunday.
and i've realised we've started school.yes,because of the atmosphere.
that sunday atmosphere...argh.


anyways...
yesterday ended up being an interesting day,apart from everything.

i went to ikea with mum in the afternoon!





so we got there, and we started to look things for my bedroom. i liked my bedroom. the thing is my mum started telling me, like a year ago, that it was horrible,and that i should change it.i didn't listen to her. until i started to think,argh,my bedroom...it IS a total shit.
so now i desperately wanna change it. well, don't change it. i just wanna put new furniture, and a new table.and a new chair. and clean EVERYTHING. and take all the things i don't need out of it.

and we saw cupboards and stuff. i already know the table i'm gonna get, and the chair.i want everything to be WHITE. yes. : )
clean and white... lol
then we had a snack at ikea's restaurant! and that's when we took the pictures. the chocolate muffin was delicious. and everything was perfect.
it had been raining,but the light was beautiful after all. and we didn't argue or anything.

we got some things, the little ones.we payed. and then i got a hot dog.ikea's hot dogs are the best i've ever eaten! :D and that was my dinner.

then we went to starbucks (it was 21.30 ) and i got a vanilla.latte (genna showed me this ones (L) t'stimo )! and my mum got some sandwiches for dinner , and we took them home.

-------------------------------------- .

and last night , it was LA NOCHE EN BLANCO!!!
and choni's b·day! ^^ (L)
choni , ester and rochi came home, and we took the subway to ópera!
and there we met celius, luci, celius' mum and a friend & celius' sister!
and we headed for the night!
ok, this iniciative started in paris 4 years ago.
the thing is that most of the museums and cultural things,are open until 6, the theatres are opened, some shops too, there's musik and small concerts, and ALL the people on the streets!!! i was like woah! i've never seen madrid with so many people on the streets at 3 in the morning! little kids, grannies,teenagers, adults...everything!
i liked it! a lot.
the only thing is that they didn't let us enter an exibition at 2.30 beacuse it closed at 3 ¬¬ that made us angry...i wanted to see it so much, it was about conceptual art.but i think we can see it during this week too.

anyways, i think they should do more cultural events like this one! the only thing was that there was soooo much to do in just one night...so little time!!!




all in all is all we are.
happy sunday.

*hoi hace un año desde que recibí un mensaje que cambió, en parte, mi vida en este último curso.

sé que ha pasado un año, i ahora ia nada es lo mismo.

pero simplemente gracias por haber dado a enviar aquella vez.
i después unas cuantas más.
i por ser el primer tío que me dijera eso.

creo que no eres consciente de lo que significas para mí,
o lo que has significado.

i quizás nunca lo serás.

pero hay cosas que nunca se olvidan.

me hiciste sentir una cosa que se llama felicidad.



·a·







·m·







·z·

acabo de llegar del cine.
de ver SALVADOR, la película. he flipado, i ahora mismo stoi en estado de shock.



" Salvador Puig i Antich (Barcelona, 1948-1974) fou un anarquista català, actiu durant els anys seixanta i començaments dels setanta. Va morir executat pel règim franquista després de ser jutjat per un Tribunal Militar i condemnat com a culpable de la mort d'un guàrdia civil a Barcelona.

Puig Antich fou empresonat, acusat de ser l'autor dels trets que causaren la mort a Anguas Barragán i d'haver participat en l'atracament d'un banc. Posteriorment va ser jutjat en Consell de Guerra, judici del qual s'han demostrat numeroses i evidents irregularitats, i condemnat a mort per un Tribunal Militar, per un règim amb set de venjança després de l'atemptat contra Carrero Blanco. En tota Europa s'organitzaren manifestacions demanant la commutació de la pena capital, però Franco es mantingué ferm i no concedí l'indult. Salvador Puig Antich, de 25 anys, era executat amb el mètode del garrot vil en una cel·la de la presó Model de Barcelona el 2 de març de 1974 a les 9:40 hores del matí. "


i eso es lo que cuenta la película.
hacía tiempo que no lloraba en una película.
i me ha gustado,de verdad.
cómo pudieron ser tan cabrons.

gud naite.


shock.temporal.

hi.
i'm tired
and going to bed.


just saying today choni came to my house.
we spent the whole afternoon together.
we saw photos,we watched videos,we danced,we planned a retro party.
then she stayed to dinner.
and mum and i took her home.
she's great. ^^

and during the whole afternoon we wanted to eat one of this...

CUP CAKESSSSSSSS! <3





nanit.

"Looking back at sunsets on the Eastside
We lost track of the time
Dreams aren't what they used to be
Some things sat by so carelessly ..."


...
another day
...
without ******* ** ***.

it is just so incredible how things can change so f****** much.
it is soon going to be one year since
...
nevermind.







anyways...!
yessssssssssssssss! i've got tickets for Juliette & The Licks! (L)
they are playing the 17th october here in madrid!
so i bought the tickets the other day...ok,the thing is, the concert is for people over 18...so...considering i'm 16...but i'm gonna try to get in.so i've got a plan...hehe
i'm going alone...that's the worst...but thinking about it, maybe it is cool,coz it's like entering this place full of people who like juliette and not knowing anyone...it IS quite interesting after all.
well, my dad told me the other day he might be going...i was like o.O !!! but he wants to come...i'll be proud (H) lol! it would be quite cool too.
( i don't think he's coming though... :( )

i'm partly going alone because i don't really know anyone who would like to go to this concert here in madrid :S
i know YOU would like to go...at least that's what you told me once.
ok.that's the PAST.
things HAVE changed...
sadly.


foto: tu amb mi. si saps el que vull dir.



però aixó ja queda en el passat.

hi there! second day of school = only 2 classes... :S

apart from that, it has been a hard day, stomach hurting sooo much.auch.
in the afternoon,i went to buy pens and all that stuff for school, and then books, but i only found the philosofy one, and the history of art one.
we got to keep on looking for the rest...







and well, apart from that...i'm quite happy because of one thing!
last afternoon, i talked on the phone with diego, for like 1 hour or so...and...i'm finally going to san sebastian's film festival! yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey! diego THANKS SO SO SO SO SO SO SOOOOOOOO MUCH! u rooooooooooock! : ) he always helps on everything and he certainly did it too this time! so, we found a plane ticket to san se for 37 euros! and i'm leaving friday 29th at 7.20hs in the morning.i'll be spending there the weekend along with the others, which i want to see so badly!and we'll be going to films and all that stuff. i just can't wait! :D i'll be getting a bus back to madrid on sunday afternoon, so i think it is going to be quite good.thanks again.ur one of the best friends ever!

what more?
i love the paul frank ipod case i got in san diego.
and fuck the rest.
i still miss u.
shit.

so, finally,i've gone back to school.
same school as last year.
but i changed my option.
no more IB...
dunno if i'm doing right, but i couldn't handle it, specially biology :S
so...
i've changed to the normal system, bye bye international one...
plus, i'm happy, coz at least i can do art history and musik history , instead of economy.
and i really want to start with art history...

the new class seems to be pretty nice.
apart from the IB desertors ( which is us : lara ,marina,menxu and i), i've talked with 3 other girls who seem to be so nice ^^
our tutor is the art history teacher, and he seems to be a really good one! :D
what else?...
i'm kinda sad on the other hand...
but i'll be seeing A LOT of the rest ((L))! i'm going to invade their classes in between classes! hehe

today we left at 1! yey! and i went to gran vía...
at 4 i meet ana! and we went shopping and talking at starbucks for a WHILE! :D
she's great! i mean, i can REALLY talk to her, tell her everything, and i feel she trusts in me too, and she can tell me everything too...i hope so ;)
we understand each other! maite zaitut!!!


i just got home.
i'm tired of nothing.
but i want to do something...



anyways...

*hello 2ºD!!! there we gooo.



···this is the jumper i got :






.

*and finally...
this is OVER.*









mañana vuelta a empezar...
pfff.