the thing about life - 2

Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of ’99
Wear sunscreen
If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience…
I will dispense this advice now.
Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth; oh nevermind; you will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded. But trust me, in 20 years you’ll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked….
You’re not as fat as you imagine.
Don’t worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubblegum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm on some idle Tuesday.
Do one thing everyday that scares you.
Sing.
Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts, don’t put up with people who are reckless with yours.
Floss.
Don’t waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes you’re behind…the race is long, and in the end, it’s only with yourself.
Remember the compliments you receive, forget the insults; if you succeed in doing this, tell me how.
Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements.
Stretch.
Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your life…the most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year olds I know still don’t.
Get plenty of calcium.
Be kind to your knees, you’ll miss them when they’re gone.
Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll have children, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll divorce at 40, maybe you’ll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary…
what ever you do, don’t congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either – your choices are half chance, so are everybody else’s.
Enjoy your body, use it every way you can… don’t be afraid of it, or what other people think of it, it’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever own.
Dance… even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room.
Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them.
Do NOT read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly.
Get to know your parents, you never know when they’ll be gone for good.
Be nice to your siblings; they are the best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.
Understand that friends come and go, but for the precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you knew when you were young.
Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard; live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.
Travel.
Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians will philander, you too will get old, and when you do you’ll fantasize that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders.
Respect your elders.
Don’t expect anyone else to support you.
Maybe you have a trust fund, maybe you have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one might run out.
Don’t mess too much with your hair, or by the time you're 40, it will look 85.
Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it’s worth.
But trust me on the sunscreen…

the thing about life

I've been in this world for 21 years and counting...
mucho e aprendido en esos anios k an pasado, (y aun asi hay tanto k ignoro) ninguno de ellos fue un total desperdicio aunke muchos pudieron ser mejores.
in those years i've seen the world change, from the way people dress to the way they buy things, i saw the raise of cd and digital media, the fall of cassettes, i saw people download mp3's trough napster, and the music industry suing they're clients, i've seen new love flourish and a marriage wither away...
i once saw a mother cry for the loss of her daughter; there, i saw people lusting morbidly over her dead body. I saw her father's face covered in tears for his lost butterfly, wile family and friends grieved her depart...
and still to this day thats the saddest of all the things i've seen

Don't Bother None

quick 5 min. post... a Cowboy Bebop song


Yoko Kanno - Don't Bother None


Readin' my paper in Roy's cafe
The ol' guy next to me is loud as day
Rambled and rambled while eatin' his pie
He dropped his wallet, now its mine uh huh

Sorry old man but that's jus' the way that it is
Don't bother none
Won't help at all to worry 'bout it

Picked up the wallet and slipped out side
Walked around and walked around and walked around town
I found my nerve and a good place to hide
Only to find no cash inside uh-huh

Oh well I guess that's just the way that it is
Don't bother none
Won't help at all to worry 'bout it

I got thirsty so I went to a bar
Met a lil darlin' with the face of a star
In the mornin' woke up to find
She stole my car along with my heart uh-huh

Oh well I guess that's jus' the way that it is
Don't bother none
Won't help at all to worry 'bout it

Wish she'd give me back my heart uh-huh

Oh, well I guess that's jus' the way that it is
Don't bother none
Won't help at all to worry 'bout it

YO

sometimes i think we like to drown in our own misery...
now tell me, if there is hope... why say no?
es increible la inmensa complejidad de la mente humana... pero mas sorprendente aun es su estupides... we take all for granted... food, money, friends, healt, life... hasta k se nos va d la mano

when will we learn to cherish what we have? probably never

i myself am one of those fools who likes to drown in his very own glass of water/misery/whatever, but does knowing it make me any wiser? guess not cuz im still here, drowning.

actually i think that makes me a little worst than the others... why? cuz i know what my problem is and i still do nothing about it... once i thought i saw hope for a change... now i dont know if i lost it...


anyways... kiero escribir como antes... like back in the days =P toda mi crap existencialista... tb le voy a cambiar el nombre al blog... vamos a ver como m va con eso, ya tengo una idea d lo k kiero pero nap... ahora un poco d lo k siento.



que soy? quien soy? en que me e convertido?
con cada fibra d mi ser siento k no encajo,
no en este mundo d generalizaciones y estandares,
de numeros y etiketas...
pero eso no responde a mi pregunta,
a mi sed de conocimiento de akello mas ignoro;
mi propia naturalesa,
mi camino a seguir o el k ya e tomado,
hacia donde me llevara?
que yugos y tratos tendre k soportar?
que zapato pisara mi espalda?
que boca dictara las acciones k debo seguir?
o acaso sere libre?
o almenos hasta donde llega la libertad hoy en dia
que no es mucho mas lejos de la puerta de nuestras casas.
estoy cansado de las etiketas y los numeros,
de las generalizaciones y los estandares
quiero paz para la mente y el alma
libertad para la creatividad y el habla
pero mas que nada kiero...
ser...
yo.

of choices and regrets...

right now its 6:09 in the morning and im in bed... with the laptop... thinking about life...

you know, every day we have to make choices that in some way or another are going to affect our whole life... today i made one of those choices (one that I've been dragging 4 a few days now)... i just hope its the right one.

i cant help but feel uneasy, im not sure about what im doing, at least to me its the logical thing to do (which actually makes it non-logical at all) and in order to stay true to myself its what i have to do... and still...

i also remembered the day of the car crash, that's officially the worst mistake of my life, thats the kind of mistake i dont wanna end up doing again, thank god no one died that day... i dont know what i would have done... even if the world might be a better place without a few people in it...

its incredible... my life is so easy, even i know that, and yet im bound to the idea that my life is strange, difficult, tasteless, and any other bad adjectives you might wanna add there...

im laying in my bed, with the laptop, writing in my "blog/journal thingy" and thinking about life... cant get much more pathetic than that...

one last thing... i know you cant read this... i know you wouldn't read it even if you could... i know i cant call you or see u, or talk to u in any way anymore, but i miss you, heard this song the other day and to me it talks about not being afraid and fighting for what you believe in even if it kills you in the process, it also reminded me of you... miss u muecosa... miss u ramirez ramirez... miss u...

"Cassie"

The question asked in order
To save her life or take it
The answer no to avoid death
The answer yes would make it
Make it

Do you believe in God
Written on the bullet
Say yes to pull the trigger
Do you believe in God
Written on the bullet
And Cassie pulled the trigger

All heads are bowed in silence
To remember her last sentence
She answered him knowing what would happen
Her last words still hanging in the air
In the air

Do you believe in God
Written on the bullet
Say yes to pull the trigger
Do you believe in God
Written on the bullet
And Rachel pulled the trigger

How many will die
I will die
I, I will say yes

Do you believe in God
Written on the bullet
Say yes to pull the trigger
Do you believe in God
Written on the bullet
And Cassie pulled the trigger

(Do you believe)
Do you believe in God (Do you believe)
Do you believe in God (Do you believe)
Do you believe in God
And I will pull the trigger