June 30, 2011
June 28, 2011
June 27, 2011
The Five Freedoms
June 26, 2011
Wild Geese
You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting—
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.
Mary Oliver
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting—
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.
Mary Oliver
June 25, 2011
June 23, 2011
Viaje Alado
Hoy me acerco a tu alma
con las manos amarillas de pájaros.
La mirada corriendo por el cielo,
y una leve llovizna entre mis labios.
Saltando claridades
he recogido el sol en los tejados,
y una nube ligera que pasaba
me prestó sus sandalias de aire blando.
La tierra se ha colgado a mis sandalias
y es un tren de emoción hasta tus brazos,
donde las rosas sin querer se fueron
unidas a la ruta de mi canto.
La tragedia del mundo
de mi senda de amor se ha separado,
y hay un aire muy suave en cada estrella
removiéndome el polvo de los años.
Hasta mi cara en vuelo
las cortinas del mar se me treparon,
y mis ojos se unieron a los ojos
de todas las pupilas del espacio.
Anudando emociones
sorprendí una sonrisa entre mis manos
caída desde el pájaro más vivo
que se asomó a mirar mi viaje alado.
Por encima del ruido de los hombres
una larga ilusión se fue rodando,
y dio a inclinar la sombra de mi mente
en el rayo de luz de tu regazo.
Como corola al viento,
todo el cosmos abrióseme a mi paso,
y se quedó en el pétalo más rosa
de esta flor de ilusión que hasta ti alargo...
con las manos amarillas de pájaros.
La mirada corriendo por el cielo,
y una leve llovizna entre mis labios.
Saltando claridades
he recogido el sol en los tejados,
y una nube ligera que pasaba
me prestó sus sandalias de aire blando.
La tierra se ha colgado a mis sandalias
y es un tren de emoción hasta tus brazos,
donde las rosas sin querer se fueron
unidas a la ruta de mi canto.
La tragedia del mundo
de mi senda de amor se ha separado,
y hay un aire muy suave en cada estrella
removiéndome el polvo de los años.
Hasta mi cara en vuelo
las cortinas del mar se me treparon,
y mis ojos se unieron a los ojos
de todas las pupilas del espacio.
Anudando emociones
sorprendí una sonrisa entre mis manos
caída desde el pájaro más vivo
que se asomó a mirar mi viaje alado.
Por encima del ruido de los hombres
una larga ilusión se fue rodando,
y dio a inclinar la sombra de mi mente
en el rayo de luz de tu regazo.
Como corola al viento,
todo el cosmos abrióseme a mi paso,
y se quedó en el pétalo más rosa
de esta flor de ilusión que hasta ti alargo...
June 22, 2011
When I was drowning
I was having a shitty morning, no make that a shitty week. One of those weeks when Murphy's laws just seem to be in full effect. After buying my breakfast which consisted of a croissant and a 40 oz plus iced tea, I dragged my behind to college as I arrive and proceed to take a seat, lo & behold my drink falls and spills all over the freaking floor, it was everywhere I even wondered how many freaking ounces were in the thing because it look like a sea of ice tea.
At the time I get to school which is around 7:00 no later than 7:10 AM the cleaning personnel has not arrived, so I proceeded to get napkins, lots and lots of them. As people started to arrived (including building staff and yes the cleaning lady) all of them cleaning lady included just walked right pass me. Thank you very much *insert sarcasm* . So there I was drowning in this sea of iced tea, after like 3 trips back and forth from the napkin dispenser to the "sea" it suddenly down on me that the mess was never going to go away, that there's was no way I would be able to clean it all up no matter how many trips made, I could feel the tears swelling up in my eyes and I just ready to break down and freaking drown.
When all of the sudden along came a helping hand. When I looked up (as I was squatting trying to clean up the mess) there he was with a roll of paper towels in his hand and a smile on his face. He squatted next to me and started cleaning up. He was sweet and most of all he was kind. He said a few words as if to make me feel better (which I did) and offered to buy me a new drink, which I refused, he then suggested we made a deal he buys me a new drink I'd pay him half of the cost. His insistence was endearing so I agreed.
Dear stranger dude whose name I forgot to ask. Thanks so much for your helping hand, thanks for your kindness, for your words and for the iced tea. :)
At the time I get to school which is around 7:00 no later than 7:10 AM the cleaning personnel has not arrived, so I proceeded to get napkins, lots and lots of them. As people started to arrived (including building staff and yes the cleaning lady) all of them cleaning lady included just walked right pass me. Thank you very much *insert sarcasm* . So there I was drowning in this sea of iced tea, after like 3 trips back and forth from the napkin dispenser to the "sea" it suddenly down on me that the mess was never going to go away, that there's was no way I would be able to clean it all up no matter how many trips made, I could feel the tears swelling up in my eyes and I just ready to break down and freaking drown.
When all of the sudden along came a helping hand. When I looked up (as I was squatting trying to clean up the mess) there he was with a roll of paper towels in his hand and a smile on his face. He squatted next to me and started cleaning up. He was sweet and most of all he was kind. He said a few words as if to make me feel better (which I did) and offered to buy me a new drink, which I refused, he then suggested we made a deal he buys me a new drink I'd pay him half of the cost. His insistence was endearing so I agreed.
Dear stranger dude whose name I forgot to ask. Thanks so much for your helping hand, thanks for your kindness, for your words and for the iced tea. :)
June 21, 2011
Sanada Ryu
My love for Ryu is a mixed of admiration of how well drawn he is. I just find every trace
that forms him simply beautiful, is like I know he's a drawing but he's a beautiful one.
And also undying love for his personality traits Ryu is kind, honest, and takes action
over words in high regards. He doesn't say much but when he does you better listen.
He has been so feisty & fierce in the last few chapters that just he's not as lethargic
as he seems and that he's willing to fight for his love.
What can I say you the man Ryu. hahaha
*Yes I know I'm talking about a drawing but I ain't even mad.
June 20, 2011
The Tortoise And The Hare
There once was a speedy hare who bragged about how fast he could run. Tired of hearing him boast, Slow and Steady, the tortoise, challenged him to a race. All the animals in the forest gathered to watch.
Hare ran down the road for a while and then and paused to rest. He looked back at Slow and Steady and cried out, "How do you expect to win this race when you are walking along at your slow, slow pace?"
Hare stretched himself out alongside the road and fell asleep, thinking, "There is plenty of time to relax."
Slow and Steady walked and walked. He never, ever stopped until he came to the finish line.
The animals who were watching cheered so loudly for Tortoise, they woke up Hare.
Hare stretched and yawned and began to run again, but it was too late. Tortoise was over the line.
After that, Hare always reminded himself, "Don't brag about your lightning pace, for Slow and Steady won the race!"
June 19, 2011
June 18, 2011
Of Sunsets & Jazz
I just sit here and watch the sunset
the birds flocking, the trees swaying
while jazz plays in the background
and the light changes from light orange
to orange red and then to complete darkness.
And I get this feeling of wanting to share this
with someone who's special to me
who likes the jazz in the background
and who just feels elated to be with me
seeing the light change from orange to red,
as the world turns & completes a cycle
and time stands still because he's with me.
the birds flocking, the trees swaying
while jazz plays in the background
and the light changes from light orange
to orange red and then to complete darkness.
And I get this feeling of wanting to share this
with someone who's special to me
who likes the jazz in the background
and who just feels elated to be with me
seeing the light change from orange to red,
as the world turns & completes a cycle
and time stands still because he's with me.
Just Get Here
You can reach me by railway, you can reach me by trailway
You can reach me on an airplane, you can reach me with your mind
You can reach me by caravan, cross the desert like an Arab man
I don't care how you get here, just - get here if you can
You can reach me by sail boat, climb a tree and swing rope to rope
Take a sled and slide down the slope, into these arms of mine
You can jump on a speedy colt, cross the border in a blaze of hope
I don't care how you get here, just - get here if you can
You can reach me on an airplane, you can reach me with your mind
You can reach me by caravan, cross the desert like an Arab man
I don't care how you get here, just - get here if you can
You can reach me by sail boat, climb a tree and swing rope to rope
Take a sled and slide down the slope, into these arms of mine
You can jump on a speedy colt, cross the border in a blaze of hope
I don't care how you get here, just - get here if you can
June 17, 2011
No Me Temas (fragmento)
Soy yo,amor mio,
quien golpea tu puerta.
No es el fantasma,no es
el que antes se detuvo
en tu ventana.
Yo echo la puerta abajo:
yo entro en todo tu vida:
vengo a vivir en tu alma:
tu no puedes conmigo.
Tienes que abrir puerta a puerta ,
tienes que obedecerme,
tienes que abrir los ojos
para que busque en ellos,
tienes que ver como ando
con pasos pesados
por todos los caminos
que,ciegos,me esperaban.
No me temas,
soy tuyo,
pero
no soy el pasajero ni el mendigo,
soy tu dueño,
el que tu esperabas,
y ahora entro
en tu vida,
para no salir mas,
amor,amor,amor,
para quedarme.
Pablo Neruda
June 16, 2011
What is This (?)
What in Jesus name is this?!?!?! Did Ryu told her? Is all out in the open?
aaaahh I have so many questions!!!
On a side note I would slap someone's mama to have Ryu feed me ice cream! :D
June 15, 2011
Psychology Class Project
We got this project in which basically we get a baby & we explain his development throughout his life span, using different psychological perspectives to explain them (ZzZ I know). At first I was so not into the project 1. because it is a group project & 2. because it sounded so tedious and boring. But I'm actually enjoying it so far. I did however decided to do it by my own, no group thingy, basically because my class schedule is crazy this semester & the last thing I need is dealing with someone else's slack. The babies and their profiles were chosen randomly & this is what I got:
Congratulations!
Male 7 lb. 6 oz
38 weeks of gestation
Hard to warm up to
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Father: Sperm donor-college student
Mother: Stock Broker
Siblings: None
I was thrilled I got a boy just because and I'm not so thrilled about him not having a daddy. It took me almost a week to name him, yes a week. At first I wanted to named him Jin just because is one of my favorites names because of what it means (Benevolence), it's short and I could probably list like a thousand more reasons but I won't. I was more conflicted because I had to figured out his ethnicity and all that before I gave him a name at the end I decided on Erick Hongki Kwon. And yes he's of Asian ascendence because why not? I'm so freaking excited about this project! who would have thought?!?! Which is awesome because since I'm doing the project by myself is quite a truckload of research and work that I have to do but so far so good. I will be babbling more on lil' Erick as he keeps on growing and all that. Last but not least this is how I imagine lil' Erick to look:
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| Mason Moon Source:google.com |
June 12, 2011
June 11, 2011
Ryu Testing The Waters
Hahaha oh Ryu how I love thee! haha he tells Chizu he loves her as to clock her reaction. My heart hurts at how disappointed he looks at the way she reacts, like he expected that maybe just maybe her reaction will be the one his heart has been waiting for so many years. Aww my poor baby I hurt for you my dear.
disillusion
(Noun): Disappointment resulting from the discovery that something is not as good as one believed it to be.
June 10, 2011
The Strokes- You Only Live Once
Some people think they’re always right…
Strokes why so amazing?!?!? Julian why so gorgeous?!?!? *0*
June 8, 2011
June 6, 2011
Just Saying
We should not live our lives just waiting for other people to makes us happy, to pick up us when we fall, to complete us, to feel we belong. We must find this things our selves. We can not live our lives waiting for someone to just waltz into our life and give it meaning. Our value/ worth does not depend on other people. Why should we wait for others to love us in other to love ourselves? As important as interpersonal relationships are, our interaction with ourselves should be the most healthy and loving of all.
Nia ;)
June 5, 2011
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