Monthly Archives: May 2006

Pour Marie…

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Baby (Dave Matthews)

Baby, it’s alright
Stop your crying
Now

Nothing is here to stay
Everything has to begin and end
A ship in a bottle won’t sail
All we can do is dream that the wind will blow us across the water
A ship in a bottle set sail

Baby, it’s alright
Stop your crying, now

There was a weakling man
Who dreamed he was strong as a hurricane
A ship in a bottle set sail
He took a deep breath and blew across the world
He watched everything crumble
Woke up a weakling again

Some might tell you there’s no hope in hand
Just because they feel hopeless
But you don’t have to be a thing like that
You be a ship in a bottle set sail

Baby, it’s alright
Stop your crying, now
It’s alright
So stop your crying, now
Be a ship in a bottle set sail

Expo-Sciences!

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To present the best projects of a national science fair and allow the participants to share their knowledge between them as well as with the public while experiencing a cultural immersion in a French-speaking environment.

Soraya – Q.E.P.D.

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La colombiana Soraya, ganadora de un Grammy Latino al “Mejor Album de Cantautor” en el 2004, que padecía un cáncer de mama desde hace unos años, murió en Miami (EEUU), informaron fuentes de su casa disquera. [El País - Cali]

Casi

Anoche me dormí abrazando las nubes
Con almohadas de sueños en una cama de ilusiones
Desde niña me imagine esta vida
Cruzando retos para llegar a mi cima
En un instante perdí toda la certeza
Las dudas y el rencor se marcaron en mi esencia

Será una pesadilla no puede ser verdad
Me despierta un derrumbe
Empiezo a deslizar

Casi se me acaba la fe
Casi se me escapa el amor
Casi se me quiebra la inocencia
Se me agota toda la fuerza para luchar un día mas
Casi me rendí… hasta que pensé en ti

Veo en mi reflejo un rostro traicionado
Frente al fantasma de un cuerpo cansado
¿Porque hoy, porque yo, porque esto?
Preguntas con respuestas que vendrán solo con el tiempo

Será una pesadilla no puede ser verdad
Me despierta un derrumbe
Empiezo a deslizar

Casi se me acaba la fe
Casi se me escapa el amor
Casi se me quiebra la inocencia
Se me agota toda la fuerza para luchar un día mas
Casi me rendí… hasta que pensé en ti

Cuando solo escuchas el latido de tu corazón
Encontraras entre su ritmo y el silencio la razón. . .

Casi se me acaba la fe
Casi se me escapa el amor
Casi se me quiebra la inocencia
Se me agota toda la fuerza para luchar un día mas
Casi me rendí hasta que pensé en ti
Casi me rendí… pero pensé en ti.

My Inheritance

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Most of my roomies are leaving. They’re done with exchange, session or studies. It’s very hard to see my “family” go, but I keep my feet on the ground about the fact that none of these people will stay around forever and there’s always the chance to meet in the future. Now I have places to stay all over the world and that is just wonderful. I’ve always wanted to see France, heh!

Some of them are leaving things behind. So far I’ve inherited a bunch of onions and potatoes, laundry detergent, bleach, industrial amounts of coffee (yay!), all kinds of canned foods, a laundry rack, a heater, several music CD’s and other random stuff. Groceries won’t be a problem for a while.

But the best thing I’ve received: their truly amazing friendship.

Little vent…

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It’s been a freaking year and a half already… Can’t this Divorce just be over for good? I feel like I’m hanging from a really thin thread, stuck in the middle of non-sense. I hate waiting for news, I hate not knowing what’s going to happen. I feel like giving up on something I’ve been fighting for, there’s no point anymore, but that would be just dumb so I will wait a little longer.

I just want to feel completely free because I have no feelings for my EX left. I can say, out loud, I’m over him. I may not be over the “wonderful” things he did at the end; I may miss the whole relationship thing (since I’m alone and being alone sucks sometimes), but HE can just go to hell. I don’t care, a single bit. Someone could offer me a million dollars to go back to that boring life with no meaning I had with him, I’d choose to stay a poor student a million times, I’m happier now… Much happier!

Gotta love these moments of realization. My heart is finally free.