Infinite mystery

Yesterday was an amazing night full of thrilling experiences. Before I slept   I had in mind waking up to a wonderful run in the morning with little buff brother. However he was up ready to go with his funny running pants {No offence Bro} and I was still in bed and I said you go, I’ll run in the afternoon. A year ago I was in far better shape than I am today, maybe because I didn’t have so many stressful situations to deal with. Nevertheless no excuses right so I think I have "Fan Girl" syndrome you know the kind in which girls go crazy over something? Yup that’s me if I like a band I LOVE a band, and the same goes with my nutrition and having a fit life. As a pop- culture fan-girl I remember Cindy Crawford saying   : "It’s   75% diet and 25% exercise" she brings back so many memories old and new {Right Linda } food is very important and not simply because of me wanting to look good but also because like Cindy said "The Face you have at 25 is the face god

I saved a dry rose and I told myself around this flower something extraordinary would take place. I would ponder thinking life is endless and in my little jail I want to explore the wonders of the world, I decided to build a tree house,   it was 6am the fog just made everything more significant it was a sign that what I was doing had meaning. The plan looked perfect except I forgot some details I have no latter and I was certain I didn’t have the strength to pull up heavy chunks of wood, so I decided to build a tent. I grabbed a hammer and pulled down my father’s tool bag such an arduous task. We had a roll of fabric that my father had brought from work so I held my handy dandy scissors and started building my little world. It took about an hour to complete everything at the end it looked pretty decent. I remember grabbing the dry rose placing it on the middle of a book cover then I drew flowers all around the rose I then grabbed clear tape and insanely tape the flower onto the boo

I took a personality test and I was very disappointed I completed the test approximately 7 times I even did it in a different language just to see if the result would change but it didn’t. I’m an extravert who isn’t intuitive but observant. I think more and feel less, I judge instead of using my perspective I’m very assertive , me and George W. Bush have the same personality and so do most of the U.S president! It was very disappointing I want to be artsy and colorful!! Well not colorful I really don’t like bright stuff except sunflowers they are beautiful and it’s so fascinating how they shift towards the sun to absorb its energy ! So I went back to some of my photos just to make myself feel better and feel like I’m artsy and suddenly I started getting all nostalgic and this is why…. I haven’t used my camera in such a long long time! Honestly it’s the biggest mistake I have ever done; looking back at these pictures brings warmth to my heart. I remember the people in them some are n

Love This! Love the couch, love the bed love the message. Love black I want to try this!!  

My Favorite!!

Voy a empezar por decir que tal vez me equivoqué en algunas frases. He comenzado a leer poesía en español y bueno fui inspirada, Bueno fui inspirada por poesía y Enanitos Verdes que la verdad son muy padres! Al parecer esta banda es solo para personas que han tenido un corazón rato, pero ojo pueden estar equivocados. La canción “Me Canse de amarte” implanto algunas ideas en mi mente. Algunos pensamientos tienen vida propia, existen por su voluntad sin preguntarnos si realmente son necesarios o indispensables, y por alguna razón no podemos dejar de pensar en ellos. El amor puede {no necesariamente} ser algo temporal, si ya sé que insensible pero por dios esta declaración tiene mucho peso!!Me choca las personas que juegan con los sentimientos de un individuo, entiendo que no es fácil entender y tomar acción inmediata en el departamento de corazoncitos pero no se pasen! Yo algunas veces pienso que cuando algo termina no necesariamente es una derrota, nos ensena tantas cosas, una d

I was listening to piano man this morning and I realize that even back in the 70’s people suffered from heart-breaks and a stressful weary state of mind. Every single person in that song was looking for something and discussing broken dreams, and this generation could also sympathize we sure found out the hard way that dreams don’t always come true and we have to go and buy a one way ticket back to turd land. Love is strange, it isn’t butterflies wearing Prada inside your stomach. We have to see love as a necessity and not a luxury.   This means at times we have to stop talking to people entirely to separate ourself from intimate emotions that perhaps are placed in the wrong person, like that scandalously good-looking guy who wears leather jacket but is an utterly waste of time because he fears commitment. And once you’ve spent time with him you come to the conclusion that his head is thicker than the glossary you work so hard to read every night, and not only is he dumb b