creo que el titulo es explicito. ultimamente mis amigos me leen las cartas y es justamente lo que yo quiero oir...asi qeu solo pido a los dioses, que sean buenitos, como yo ja ja ja y me lo concedan...no? Ayer no hubo clase, no la pasamos celebrando el cumple de marcel y en una muy larga leido de cartas mixta, queriendo decir que todos no las leimos a todos jijijijijiji. creo que todo estuvo bien, de ponque tuvimos mantecada, y luego les hice pancakes con miel dietetica, que quedaron ricos..o eso creo, ya que no quedo ni uno. Hablamos de cosas, nos descargamos un poquito...la verdad fue muy muy rico. asi que.. Feliz cumpleaños drevoncito...que sigas buenito!!!!! En otras noticias...se acerca Beltane con su fuego...jaja y yo sin con quien celebrar jajajajajaja citica, no?
mmm no se.. no es que me encanten las lecturas de los mortales ... pero esta..me encanta
LOVE
If I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, but do not have love, I have become a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy, and know all mysteries and all knowledge; and if I have all faith, so as to remove mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing. And if I give all my possessions to feed the poor, and if I surrender my body to be burned, but do not have love, it profits me nothing.
Love is patient, love is kind and is not jealous; love does not brag and is not arrogant, does not act unbecomingly; it does not seek its own, is not provoked, does not take into account a wrong suffered, does not rejoice in unrighteousness, but rejoices with the truth; bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never fails;
but if there are gifts of prophecy, they will be done away; if there are tongues, they will cease; if there is knowledge, it will be done away. For we know in part and we prophesy in part; but when the perfect comes, the partial will be done away. When I was a child, I used to speak like a child, think like a child, reason like a child; when I became a man, I did away with childish things. 12 For now we see in a mirror dimly, but then face to face; now I know in part, but then I will know fully just as I also have been fully known. But now faith, hope, love, abide these three; but the greatest of these is love.
pues bien...ahora soy fan de twilight (crepusculo) la verdad...cuando vi la pelicula, me gusto...pero no cree ningun tipo de adiccion. sin embargo madame..me dijo..lee los libros...claro sabiendo como soy yo...creo..no se jaja. Bueno, claro esta en 4 dias me los lei todos. la verdad me gustan mucho...y los estoy bajando ahora en ingles. no se si sean como esas etapas de la vida donde cierta literatura te hace sentir bien, o por lo menos mejor. Da como un espacio para no pensar para vivir en otro lugar. Eso en este momento de mi vida es una excelente cosa. No se si sea como dice madame..que no se si salir del hueco del no amor. pero bueno..por lo menos siento que me acerco un poco a la superficie.
yo usualmente no sufro de insomnio... pero hoy..no puedo dormir de amucho, y mas bien..no quiero dormir, aunque ya es la 1am..y dormir no parece una mala idea. Le he estado dando vueltas en mi cabeza tantas cosas. Cosas que no entiendo, pero como dice carito..uno debe preguntarse es para que le pasan a uno estas cosas. Hay cosas que no entiendo.. hay una de esas peliculas, que terminan bien, de hallmark channel..asi que claro, se pueden imaginar. es bonita. Tiene esta cancion..que me gusta..jaja, muy de ..superalo pero bueno.
90 miles outside Chicago Can't stop driving I don't know why So many questions I need an answer Two years later You're still on my mind
Whatever happened to Amelia Earhart? Who holds the stars up in the sky? Is true love just once in a lifetime? Did the captain of the Titanic cry?
Someday we'll know if love can move a mountain Someday we'll know why the sky is blue Someday we'll know why I wasn't meant for you
Does anybody know the way to Atlantis Or what the wind says when she cries? I'm speeding by the place that I met you For the 97th time tonight
Someday we'll know if love can move a mountain Someday we'll know why the sky is blue Someday we'll know why I wasn't meant for you Someday we'll know why Samson loved Delilah One day I'll go dancing on the moon Someday you'll know that I was the one for you
I bought a ticket to the end of the rainbow I watched the stars crash in the sea If I could ask God just one question Why aren't you here with me tonight?
Someday we'll know if love can move a mountain Someday we'll know why the sky is blue Someday we'll know why I wasn't meant for you Someday we'll know why Samson loved Delilah One day I'll go dancing on the moon Someday you'll know that I was the One for you
Ultimamente pienso en el pasado..en porque las cosas pasan como pasan...como pasaron. Por facebook hable con un compañero del colegio..del que no sabia hace mucho tiempo..fue bueno saber que esta bien, que en la vida le ha ido bien. A veces creo que debi hablar con el jaja, oir de su vida, otras no se. Sera que sigo siendo tan antipatica como en ese tiempo? las cosas no cambian?.....ojala si jajaja aunque muchos no lo crean y yo siga siendo la chica pero.. en fin. someda well know
my mind is a little clouded now a days. its a little full of things I would like gone. Or at least..a little bit forgotten. But no. It isnt happening. I remember kisses and hands. I remember looks. eyes. i love his eyes. i remember a language that is not my own. I remember waking up. I dont remember falling asleep. I remember talking about this:
maybe we should have talked about forgetting. would have been wiser. id like my mind to be mine again. If thats no trouble. Id like my life to have some order again. now its just a little messed up. loneliness is not an easy thing to work with. mmm i wish i could forget.
