Sheila take a bow.

crap, crap, triple crap.


He´s absolutley gay.
Almost 5 years stucked.

Youre a boy and I am girl.

Come on!

Doorbell.

I taught of saying this before the previous turned into the next, but time o maybe something else got in the way.

Agust the first, of a year i will not metion, and finally IT kicked my head.

I think this time is for sure. Trough with some(thing, one) that has been bothering me for the last five years.

It isn´t worth it, the thing that kicked me was walking holding hands with my bare conception of self preservation, and its believed that it shall turn me into someone that I am exited to know.


Maybe it is alcohol, or cigarrettes or having to talk to all of my voices. I am thinking, this time is for real, no more stupid acusations or questions. Done.

the air near my fingers.

I´ve been knitting myself some new paterns of reality, some of them include being far away with a country song and lots of kids runing around.

Life where it begins in my hometown does not include exitement, probably because I make excuses, or maybe because I´m slightly depressed.

Having to make non important choices,turning twenty and overproducing hormones give the right to say that my life right now as it is, reminds me of some Camus inspired novel where the leading caracter ends up killing someone unwillingly.

Something will change my mind, right now I´m throwing the dice, and luck does not seem to be with me.

Dr. Strangelove

So, the new thingfor me is going to bed when my eyes can no longer stay open.
Yesterday was not an exception, while waiting for my "tired eyes mode" I went ahead and started to watch one my favorite movies of all times, eternal sunshine of the spotless mind, i know it almost clishe that i like so much that movie, but i can´t help it, the story gives me the chills everytime i see it, yesterday it almost made me cry ( i don´t ever cry with movies).

I´d like to know, What in earth does a 19 year old girl is doing at 4 am??

Let me tell you.

She´s watching eternal sunshine while drinking cranberry juice with vodka, alone, in the enormous black couch, wearing the pijamas she swore not to wear.

Probably sounds a bit depressing, and I saw it that way too, but once you´re the one in the couch, the silence of 4 o´clock in the morning seems really atractive.


Changing subjects, it was decided by me of course, that everything i post will be named after a song i have been hearing, or a song i really like.

That´s about it for today.

SC, out.

Sleeping sessions

Lost the track of what I was thinking while creating this blog, but the idea of this post was in general this:

Things I enojoy before or while sleeping.

-I love,love,love when the weather is perfect, my concept of perction is always diferent from everyone elses, for me, it works when I can sleep with one foot out of my sheets and still be comfortable enough to not wake up in the coming night.

- When you have a really busy day, and by busy I mean being exhausted when the night comes, if you´re able to sleep in the whole next day (that sort of thing usually mean vacations).

- Going out for drinks with friends, when you are with your friends the things you drink don´t seem to afect your normal thinking, but, when you get home you start lacking common sense, and everything just seems to be clearler, so clear that the little drop of inteligence you have left tells you to go to bed, and when you start remembering the good night you´ve had you simply fall asleep.


Those and many more are the things I have to say about sleeping sessions.

SC, out.

this is new.

I´ve had the idea 0f getting a new blog for some time, now, that I am free to do anything I want, it was decided, creating a blog where i can only write stuff in english should make me "practice" and actually write all the nonsense it ocurs to me in this easy language.

So here´s my best, looking forward to a complete blog of imagination.

SC out.