My so-called life.

Let me go wiiiiiiild.

Going to a Black Keys concert. 

Madrid I'm 39 days away from you. 

Hard life we have, teenagers.

Sometimes I cry myself to sleep because I am not Carey Mulligan which means I am not perfect. 

Listography.

Things to do when I get home:

- eat chocolate (this is extremely random, but I felt like it.)

- redecorate my room.

- go to the movies by myself.

- go around the city by myself. 

- meet new people.

- visit new places.

- hug/love my family.

- try to remember how to speak french. 

- and german.

- continue studying chinese. 

- show more love to my sister. (yes. i'm a bitch sometimes)

- show my sister around town.

- buy cute things to my sister.

- get lost.

- find my way. 

- discover new places.

- try to make sense out of everything that has changed during this year (extremely hard one.)

- lear how to play guitar.

- try to continue doing theater.

- spend less time on the internet.

- read more (still read a lot right now though)

- spend a lot of time with Silvia (lots lots lots lots!!)

- go to parties (if by any miracle invited)

- swim. a lot.

- roadtrip to france.

- try to enjoy the beach. 

- write more. (try to keep it private now that so many people i know read my blog.)

- study more (?)

- get into med school (2014?)

- make parents happy.

- make myself happy (pretty easy). 

- watch more movies. 

- watch Freaks and Geeks.

- complain less, love more. 

- go to concerts. 

- discover new music. 

- play with dad's my new camera.

- try to help people (how? no clue. this is pretty vague...)

- keep in contact with Porter's friends/teachers.

- look pretty (????? hard one as well)

- avoid things/people i don't like. 

- sleep more (it'd be pretty perfect if it were 12 hours a day. thanks)

- travel.

- try to find the beauty in everything.

- go to museums.

- judge less (mainly by music/movies taste, Sofia's bitch is coming back)

- be less cranky on bad days. 

- make more mix-tapes. 

- lord of the rings marathons with my dad

- read lord of the rings.

- FROOOODOOOOOO.

- find someone to share these with?
- create more valuable memories.

Oh! I watched "Titanic" again today, in the theater and in 3D. I cried like a baby, I kid you not.

Pretty accurate. Such a great voice.

OKAY THIS IS ALL. 

I'M OFF TO RE-READ THE AWESOMENESS OF "THE GREAT GATSBY" AND START "THE PEARL". 

"ON THE ROAD" IS NEXT ON THE LIST. 

Se me había olvidado lo bien que siente volver a hablar con alguien del que no habías oído nada en mucho tiempo. Da un sentido de vuelta a la normalidad alucinante. 

Original?

                  We've come to a point in which everyone claims to want to be so "original" that they forget to be themselves, and start acting like total and stupid strangers. I get you're searching to understand who you are and blablabla. But you are not going to find that out by trying to become someone else.

                  You are original in the first place, and you should embrace it as it is. You don't have to look for "hipster" things, or try to find the "least mainstream" whatever. You should look out for what you like. Those likes will change over time, I can assure you. 11 year old me loved Hannah Montana and the Jonas Brothers. And I am not ashamed. Every phase you go through makes you who you are.

                  In this sense, fashion truly annoys me. So I'd say, do your shit your own way. Because you're not hurting anyone by being who you truly are. If not, you'll just loose yourself at some point or another.





I could write some Selena Gomez-ish songs with all this, it'll go like "LOOOOOOOVE YOURSEEEEELF! *backup singers that do all the work*" x10000000

Old Sport.

At the enchanted metropolitan twilight I felt a haunting loneliness sometimes, and felt it in others - poor young clerks who loitered in front of windows waiting until it was time for a solitary restaurant dinner - young clerks in the dusk, wasting the most poignant moments of night and life.

F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

El problema de los Jueves es que no son Viernes. 

Y el problema de Nick es que le utilizan para contar una historia que no es la suya, aunque no por eso menos encantadora. 

Bill Hader let me love you.