Al Gravitar Rodando

 So I was having coffee in the teather cafe.. and as a result of a lot of caffeine.. decided to break into the teather to go play piano..(as if i play piano)

So I was running like a mad woman (please don’t mention that I run like a little girl..)

 And when I got there there was in the last step .. a block in the stairs  stopped me.. couldnt go in because of my heels…Then a guard came over…

 And I ran once again..

The lesson:

… don’t ever drink expresos and break into a teather…

I’m writing from my bed..Something is on the TV, I have music on, and it’s 9:00pm and what can I say…sometimes with all the daily mess, with being tired many many times, with some days that I wake up really wanting to stay in bed all day..I get really fed up.

I hate routine I really do in general in life, in relationships, in friendships… I guess I’m a bit unstable…but as of late and fully out of the blue, I started thinking that rutine might not be as bad as it seems, depends on the place you are and the people around you…and what you are doing…

Who knows, I have a lot of questions these days, and not one answer…and as I said some days I get so frustrated and days like today I just focus on cleaning up my working space, doing some drawing, laundry, is some sort of counciousness that one way or another, after you work more than 8 hours a day the silly, simple things give so much satisfaction.

I don’t know if I’m making any sense but I was asked about what I do during the weekends, and well I put my hair in a bun, get some flip-flops and clean this whole house, do some cooking, drink tea, watch movies, do laundry, and how can I explain at 9:00pm after a day of just doing the most common tasks.. I feel so good.

Yeeee I’m currently learning to set stones and it’s hard, I guess it takes a bit to get the hold of it but uff.. and well here are my first 2 attempts:

I might be crossed eyed pretty soon , but happy, and well eventually in some time I’ll have to learn this..   

Today I sit here and I have a question, because I don’t know if it’s just me, that I have some person that hates me and does voodoo on me, or maybe Karma it’s hunting me..

But well , I often get this feeling that when things are going great, I’ll get killed by a truck, well maybe not AS dramatic, but I do have the feeling that something it’s going to happen to make things not work. Insecurity? I know..

Then again sometimes it’s our own fears that makes us spoil things, I’m a strong believer that if you are a pessimist bad things come your way, and if you are positive. well you know..

Why all this ramble? I’ve had the worst week recorded on my life, last week was just a rush of emotions all things at once I bursted..Why?

Well I was going to rent a house, beautiful house perfectly what I needed and super cheap , so the landlord tells me he wants me to live there and that he will call me next Friday.

Thursday I get assaulted, random man tries to get my bag, pushes me and well he only got the Ceil I had in my hand.. So I got no phone.. landlord was meant to call me the next day, I had absolutely no way to reach him, and I bursted and cried and cried in the middle of the road it’s just impossible, in 2008 first this now again?

Too much next day I walk like a zombie on the street, I get to an internet cafe and I leave my usb key there I go back and the asian man says he didnt see it. Gone too.

So all weekend I spent in my bed being sad thinking and thinking why when all things seem right something comes to spoil it.. and I’m still mad but the only thing I could think that mademe feel better is that life is not perfect.. and as soon as you are reaching that PERFECTION point something has to happen to balance you.

So I’m sad these days.. but i’ll get over it.. chocolate and going to class will fix me to go backto the workaholic, non sleeping madwoman I am..

” To fall in the top silence,

we give everything,

the nights request not to be remembered,

I just know I’m flying far away,

I can understand I shouldn’t pretend to understand,

we give everything,

Clouds passs by the clouds of my head.

I’m just looking for the answer of me being here,

Distances don’t exist..

As I fly I sing to a name I haven’t heard..

My body has turned to a sight,

There’s beings who don’t believe in distances,

There’s an aroma of old times.

We give everything,

There’s no distances,

Just landscapes that together go away..”

This is my latest piece , I love pearls and this one has 3 freshwater pearls and I hope you like the change in the focus point… lil old poem I wrote once help me make this piece..

It’s for sale, because I think it’s time for me to sell some pieces online. .. my poor little store is all empty but well its a beginning…

I get urges in life, I like sweet things, they make me happy.. it’s a sugar rush I know..

 That’s all I’m gonna say today.

So yesterday I was very very tired, had a bit of a hard day and was wearing this big heels of hell (I have to use heels at work) .. and in a point where I couldn’t take it, took a cab.

 I probably sat down with all the will in the world the cab driver said ” you sat down alright” and laughed.. He was 40 something looking like he needed coffee.

So I told him I was dying and my desperate sitting down was because of the heels..and I mentioned how If I could make rules in the world I would make men use KILLER heels at least once in their life..

So the taxi driver agreed .. and I told him like .. It’s dumb like we have to go through the labor part and still we keep some other small daily pains..

And that’s when I cracked up .. he said ” Well If I was a woman I wouldn’t have any kids.. at all If I had to because is human I’d had one BUT ONE ONLY.. I would need someone to be with me , i would be desperate it looks so terrible and I would get an operation or something…to never have kids again. I dont know how woman who have one kid keep having them.. ”

And I said ” yeee I agree adoption is always a resource too so many kids without homes.. “

Then I dropped one of those 3 min soups out of my grocery bag..

me:               ” ARGGHH my soup…”

He said …. : ” ahhh which soup..” , ” are those the ones you put in the microwave and are done in a sec? “…

me: Yup , you want one?

40 yr old cab driver: “Yeah, why not thank you”.

Then I got off feeling good not realizing we went from heels to his having birth plans to me giving him a  soup…

am a happy person..

Adieu

I got caught.. I need to build me something to take pictures in one of those white boxes or buy one.. not in the scarf I still have on haha..