I felt like I was watching a dream I’d never wake up from. Before I knew it, the dream was all over.
My ideas? All that I have… Are all that I am. ^__^Siempre me quedará / Il me restera toujours…
How sweet is to find a soundtrack for your feelings. This morning walking in the downtown of Rennes at ‘Republique’ station I heard a whisper, not for me… But I didn’t care and I steal it.
The lyrics of this beautiful song by Bebe a Spanish singer makes me think that my language is the most beautiful. Althought my interpretation is not the real, the feeling that stays it’s a strong nostalgia of an obsession that took your head and killed a part of you and when you remember what happened your body reproduces how it felt.
Bref. It’s a sensual lullaby.
Cronopios, poesía y tiempo.
Encontré ésta poesía , después de soñar con mi ex, sentir la tristeza y el candor de un recuerdo fuerte… Ese recuerdo que me llevaría a buscar y encontrar… El que busca encuentra y voilà, es simple.
Si, esa noche de domíngo, dos corazones estando lejos estuvieron juntos y se despedian, es como un ciclo eterno. Es como un extracto de una película de David Lynch. Diablos! >_<
Y yo que quiero ser Cronopio! Read the rest of this entry »
L’amour et la musique française.
I met a french guy 4 months ago, he amazed me with his blue eyes, his way of thinking and many other things! I didn’t recognize the feeling before, but I used to love to talk with him in French, sometimes in Spanish or just stay with him and drink, draw something. We love to be together and that was obviously something special that we didn’t hide.
I am so visual you know? I like to watch beautiful things, portraits, drawings, movies, the sky, the sea… And I’ve found that he is one of the most beautiful visions that I’d ever had, wake up and find his eyes and smile. It seems like Ely Guerra wrote “Ojos claros, labios rosas” for a guy like my Vincent.
Vincent avec pas-chat
I was so blue when I met him that he shared with me a song in french that I didn’t understand but he explained me the lyrics… Now it’s so clear! The song is “Serre-moi” by Tryo. When I listened it again in December (few weeks ago) I knew that I had to turn off the page of my life.
Deuxième fois
Why is everything so confusing for me right now? Maybe cause I dont want to wake up early and run to the university and this feeling of freedom is brand new! But now something is closed and I was 14 the first time I heard this song, and few months ago I found that was in french damn! I used to love it and once again I am so predictable, be darky and complicated can be carried at the same time with a smile, with poetry and hapiness. 
————Lyrics—————
Si je cale
droit vers ma profonde souffrance
Si je nage
dans un grand verre qui est vide
remarque bien la solitude de ma pice
tu sentiras mes forts soupcons de detresse
alors laisse jaillir cette chute d’angoise de ma bouteille
car avant de mourir vaut mieux
souffrir une deuxime fois…
Si je croise
les doigts sur cette pnurie
regarde bien les larmes qui coulent de mon visage
tu sentiras soudain le parfum de mon courage
et si cette chute d’angoise me condamne pour toujours
bien avant de mourir faudra
souffrir un deuxime fois…
remarque bien la solitude de ma pice
tu sentiras mes forts soupcons de detresse
alors laisse jaillir cette chute d’angoise de ma bouteille
bien avant de mourir faudra
souffrir un deuxime fois…
Hang
WOW! I’ve found something amazing! A beloved gave me this chance and these things happens for something. I had to cross the ocean to meet this instrument! This makes me think of future, like a thing from another time, another planet and yes why not from a secret civilisation.
This is my instrument and curiously in Rennes there’s a guy that went to Switzertland and got his own Hang! Now I’m the next!! XD
A little bit of gothicness
I’ve been working so hard trying to get a good level of french that life is becoming crazy!! This feeling of frustation is getting bigger inside of me that I just have no idea of what I want or what it’s next.
This is my first time in Europe and France is an extraordinary mix of culture. LOVE it! Buuuuut you are another person. A day you wake up and you find yourself submerged in a life with people that you met few months ago that became your close friends and you have new questions and paradoxes. Then you look yourself at the mirrow and there’re are the questions, hunting every strinkle, your new hair cut and your brand new facial soap.
2B, or not to be
Gray music
Randomly I’ve found these videos in my favorites… I’ve studied tonight and I wanted to relax.
I know that being so far away in the same latitude as Quebec in an amazingly petite et belle ville with the gray and cold days that I love, bring beautiful and sad memories staying in your room instead of out with your new class mates and drink cidre and eat crepes AGAIN! could be weird, but hey I am such a romantic and passionated girl (Drama Queen)… And yeah I’ve caught a terrible cold HA! XD Read the rest of this entry »
Goran Bregović
Pagan music, dance & joy! XD The full story soon.
I met the love of my life Alec Ademovic.
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No Facebook, no Freescale and no GOLEM…
This is my first week being a Freescale’s released babe and it’s kinda confusing for. Reprogram myself will take, I think, few more days. It’s late and I deactivated my Facebook account because I don’t have time and I thought I should instead work more on my thesis or write. Facebook is addictive. It even has a survey where ironically there’s an option that described my situation perfectly (so I clicked on the radio button). As soon as I get more time and new stuff to share with friends at Facebook like new pics of Rennes I will reactivate it.
In order to get my french VISA I’ve been working on “Mon Dossier”, lots of documents! Last Sunday I killed the GOLEM, I am again the Gothic Drama Queen (Trinity?)… Here is the first photo of my new and very original look.
But in my passport I will keep for the next 10 years the photo of the Russian spy. Gosh!
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