Monday, June 23, 2008

sant joan





Oh summer in the city means cleavage cleavage cleavage
And don't get me wrong, dear, in general I'm doing quite fine
It's just when it's summer in the city, and you're so long gone from the city
I start to miss you, baby, sometimes



Barceloneta...

(pero aquí no hay petardos!!!! :D)






Wednesday, June 18, 2008

wonderland cake



'If you don't know where you are going, any road will get you there.'
LEWIS CARROLL , Alice in Wonderland



So... Today is my birthdayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!
Aunque esté taaaaaaaan lejooooossss...Es un día especial, vamos a ver qué pastel nos comemos... :P













Monday, June 02, 2008

feet



"I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I couldn't make up my mind which of the figs I could choose. I wanted each and every one of them, but choosing one meant losing all the rest, and, as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, they plopped to the ground at my feet (...)

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"She wants", said Jay Cee wittily, "to be everything".
I said I wanted to be a poet. "


The bell jar, SYLVIA PLATH



With your feet in the air and you head on the ground
Try this trick and spin it, yeah
Your head will collapse
If there's nothing in it
And you'll ask yourself
Where is my mind


Where is my mind, PIXIES







Sunday, June 01, 2008

Nos hemos quedado perdidos

El inglés que aprendió era el de Lost.
Sólo participaba en conversaciones que cuadraran alguna de las frases del guión.
Era viernes, una baguette please, se despidió del panadero aullando WE HAVE TO GO BACK!!!!!

El panadero: WE WERE NOT SUPPOSE TO LEAVE.