TODO SALIO SUPER BIEN EN EL BAUTIZO...... PROXIMO POST FOTOS DEL EVENTO...... MUERTA DE CANSANCIO, ULTIMA SEMANA DE CLASES EN LA SCHOOL, Y LA PROXIMA SEMANA EXAMENES FINALES, UN ACCIDENTE EN EL TRABAJO, ME TRAE TODA TORCIDA DEL CUELLO........ SUPUESTA SEMANA DE VACACIONES ESCOLARES.. (NI EN SUEÑOS HABRA MUCHO QUE HACER EN MI TRABAJO) PARA CUMPLIR METAS... ESFUERZOS DOBLES........
Wednesday, May 30, 2007
Wednesday, May 23, 2007
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY LOVE!!
Gracias por haber ido a preguntar por mi tia a la casa de mi abuelita, ese primer dia en que me viste y pensaste que yo era muy bonita, Gracias por haber estado ahi para que yo te viera, y darme cuenta de que eras lo que yo sin saber estaba buscando, de no haber sido asi nunca hubiera sabido lo que es estar enamorada..
Sabes que cuentas conmigo para lo que sea.....
Desgraciadamente no estoy junto a ti para darme un abrazote y decirte en persona que te deceo lo mejor del mundo, y que espero que pronto puedas realizarte, que termines todos tus proyectos pendientes, y que empiezes nuevos......
Siempre ten en cuenta cuanto te quiero, y lo que vales para mi ....... FELIZ CUMPLEAÑOS MI AMORCITO!!!!!!..............
P.D.
Que tiene que le vayas a los rayados!! jajajaja..................
Sabes que cuentas conmigo para lo que sea.....
Desgraciadamente no estoy junto a ti para darme un abrazote y decirte en persona que te deceo lo mejor del mundo, y que espero que pronto puedas realizarte, que termines todos tus proyectos pendientes, y que empiezes nuevos......
Siempre ten en cuenta cuanto te quiero, y lo que vales para mi ....... FELIZ CUMPLEAÑOS MI AMORCITO!!!!!!..............
P.D.Que tiene que le vayas a los rayados!! jajajaja..................
Monday, May 21, 2007
2 AÑOTES
El sábado vamos a bautizar al wero, yo por supuesto seré la madrina, ( feliz feliz feliz ) aparte es su segundo cumple, el tema sera "Los backyardigas", a mi no me gustan pero mi sobrino es fan............
La celebración ( porque no es misa) será en INMACULADA a la 1pm... y (celebración para el solito), su padrino el Sr. Cura ( chiste local ) Juan Monroy, ( íncreible, todavía me acuerdo que le dabamos carrilla porque pensabamos que no acabaria el seminario, pero si, y ahora es un respetable sacerdote, muy alivianado )..........
Postearé fotos del evento....... y todavía me falta la mitad del "outfit", que irresponsable pero saliendo de trabajar lo menos que quiero es irme de shopping..........
Bueno take care!!!............ ahi se ven!!!!....
Thursday, May 17, 2007
CALENDARIO
MAY 24: REGISTER FOR SUMMER CLASSES
JUNE 2 - 8: FINAL EXAMS WEEK
JUNE 8: LAST DAY OF SPRING CLASSES
JUNE 11 - 15: SUMMER VACATIONS
JUNE 18 - JULY 26: SUMMER CLASSES 2007
JULY 27 - AUGUST 17: SUMMER VACATIONS
AUGUST 20 - DECEMBER 8: FALL SEMESTER 2007
JUNE 2 - 8: FINAL EXAMS WEEK
JUNE 8: LAST DAY OF SPRING CLASSES
JUNE 11 - 15: SUMMER VACATIONS
JUNE 18 - JULY 26: SUMMER CLASSES 2007
JULY 27 - AUGUST 17: SUMMER VACATIONS
AUGUST 20 - DECEMBER 8: FALL SEMESTER 2007
Monday, May 14, 2007
PARA TI......
Hace mucho tiempo que ya no pienso en ti......
no ha cada minuto del dia como antes lo hacia,
que no espero que me llames,
a que vengas,
vaya en fin..... a saber algo de ti.
Estoy tranquila,
y me doy cuenta de que todo a cambiado,
y las promesas......
esas las he dejado que se las lleve el viento.
De verdad..... no esperare sentada..
a verte entrar por esa puerta,
la misma que cerre cuado te fuiste,
voy a dejar que el tiempo siga haciendo su trabajo,
y que pase lo que tenga que pasar.....
Si regresas..... espero que la felicidad llegue de verdad,
y que la luna de miel no nos dure 5 meses....
No te ofendas al saber como me siento,
es solo cansancio,
he estado aqui viendo el tiempo pasar mas de 12 años,
se que lo has visto tu tambien,
llegara el dia???, de verdad llegara???...
no ha cada minuto del dia como antes lo hacia,
que no espero que me llames,
a que vengas,
vaya en fin..... a saber algo de ti.
Estoy tranquila,
y me doy cuenta de que todo a cambiado,
y las promesas......
esas las he dejado que se las lleve el viento.
De verdad..... no esperare sentada..
a verte entrar por esa puerta,
la misma que cerre cuado te fuiste,
voy a dejar que el tiempo siga haciendo su trabajo,
y que pase lo que tenga que pasar.....
Si regresas..... espero que la felicidad llegue de verdad,
y que la luna de miel no nos dure 5 meses....
No te ofendas al saber como me siento,
es solo cansancio,
he estado aqui viendo el tiempo pasar mas de 12 años,
se que lo has visto tu tambien,
llegara el dia???, de verdad llegara???...
Friday, May 11, 2007
Tuesday, May 08, 2007
SUICIDE NOTE...... BY KURT COBAIN.
BoddAH
Speaking from the tongue of an experienced simpleton who obviously would rather be an emasculated, infantile complaind.
This note should be pretty easy to understand.
All the warnings from the Punk Rock 101 Courses over the years, it's my first introduction to the, shall we say ethics involved with independence and the embracement of your community has been proven to be very true.
I haven't felt the excitement of listening to, as well as creating music, along with really writing something for too many years now.
I feel guilty beyond words about these things, for example when we're backstage and the lights go out and the manic roar of the crowd begins.
It doesn't affect me in the way which it did for Freddie Mercury, who seemed to love and relish the love and admiration from the crowd, which is
something I totally admire and envy.
The fact is, I can't fool you, any of you.
It simply isn't fair to you, r to me.
The worst crime can think of would be to pull people off by faking it, pretending as if I'm having one 100% fun.
Sometimes I feel as though I should have a punch-in time clock before I walk out on-stage.
I've tried everything within my power to appreciate it, and I do, God believe me, I do, but
it's not enough.
I appreciate the fact that I, and we, have affected, and entertained a lot of people. I must be one of the narcisists who only appreciate things when they're alone.
I'm too sensitive, I need to be slightly numb in order to regain the enthusiasm.
But, what's sad is our child. On our last three tours, I've had a much better appreciation of all the people I've known personally, and as fans of our music.
But I still can't get out the frustration, the guilt, and the sympathy I have for everybody.
There is good in all of us, and I simply love people too much.
So much that it makes me feel too fucking sad.
The sad little sensitive unappreciative pisces Jesus man! why don't you
just enjoy it? I dont know! I have a of a wide who sweats ambition and empadny, and a daughter who reminds me to much of what I use to be.
full of love and joy, every person she meets because everyone is good and will do her no harm.
And that terrifies me to the point to where I can barely function.
I cant stand the thought of Frances becoming the miserable self destructive, deathrocker she become.
I have it good, very good, and I'm grateful, but since the age of seven, I've become hateful towards all humans in general.
Only because it seems so easy for people to get along and have empathy.
Empathy only because I love and feel for people too much I guess.
Thank you...
from the pit of my burning nauseas stomach for your letters and concern during the last years.
I'm too much of a neurotic moody person and I don't have the passion anymore, so remember, it's better to burn out, than fade away.
Peace, love, empathy, Kurt Cobain.
Frances and Courtney, I'll be at your altar. Please keep going Courtney for Frances for her life which will be so much happier without me.
I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU!
Speaking from the tongue of an experienced simpleton who obviously would rather be an emasculated, infantile complaind.
This note should be pretty easy to understand.
All the warnings from the Punk Rock 101 Courses over the years, it's my first introduction to the, shall we say ethics involved with independence and the embracement of your community has been proven to be very true.
I haven't felt the excitement of listening to, as well as creating music, along with really writing something for too many years now.
I feel guilty beyond words about these things, for example when we're backstage and the lights go out and the manic roar of the crowd begins.
It doesn't affect me in the way which it did for Freddie Mercury, who seemed to love and relish the love and admiration from the crowd, which is
something I totally admire and envy.
The fact is, I can't fool you, any of you.
It simply isn't fair to you, r to me.
The worst crime can think of would be to pull people off by faking it, pretending as if I'm having one 100% fun.
Sometimes I feel as though I should have a punch-in time clock before I walk out on-stage.
I've tried everything within my power to appreciate it, and I do, God believe me, I do, but
it's not enough.
I appreciate the fact that I, and we, have affected, and entertained a lot of people. I must be one of the narcisists who only appreciate things when they're alone.
I'm too sensitive, I need to be slightly numb in order to regain the enthusiasm.
But, what's sad is our child. On our last three tours, I've had a much better appreciation of all the people I've known personally, and as fans of our music.
But I still can't get out the frustration, the guilt, and the sympathy I have for everybody.
There is good in all of us, and I simply love people too much.
So much that it makes me feel too fucking sad.
The sad little sensitive unappreciative pisces Jesus man! why don't you
just enjoy it? I dont know! I have a of a wide who sweats ambition and empadny, and a daughter who reminds me to much of what I use to be.
full of love and joy, every person she meets because everyone is good and will do her no harm.
And that terrifies me to the point to where I can barely function.
I cant stand the thought of Frances becoming the miserable self destructive, deathrocker she become.
I have it good, very good, and I'm grateful, but since the age of seven, I've become hateful towards all humans in general.
Only because it seems so easy for people to get along and have empathy.
Empathy only because I love and feel for people too much I guess.
Thank you...
from the pit of my burning nauseas stomach for your letters and concern during the last years.
I'm too much of a neurotic moody person and I don't have the passion anymore, so remember, it's better to burn out, than fade away.
Peace, love, empathy, Kurt Cobain.
Frances and Courtney, I'll be at your altar. Please keep going Courtney for Frances for her life which will be so much happier without me.
I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU!
Thursday, May 03, 2007
AQUI VIVI 6 LARGOS AÑOS.......
UNALASKA, AK.
La vida da muchas vueltas, un buen dia mi mama recien casada nos dijo: NOS VAMOS A VIVIR A ALASKA, no hubo sorpresa porque ya sabiamos que su nuevo esposo vivia alla, total en agosto de 1999 nos fuimos.
Tres aviones para llegar:
San Diego - Seattle
Seattle - Anchorage
Anchorage - Dutch Harbor
En realidad Dutch Harbor & Unalaska,( las 2 ciudades son islas) estan unidas por un puente, y el pequeño aeropuerto esta del lado de Dutch.
Recuerdo perfectamente como nos asomabamos "EL TONES" (mi bello hermano) y yo por la ventana del avion, era sorprendente, ver los paisajes, no no no, otra cosa, pero cuando mi mama nos dijo, miren ahi vamos a vivir!!..... no no no, yo ya me queria regresar a mxli, si fue un shock.....
Pero es hermoso, no hay mucho que hacer, de hecho no hay nada que hacer, no cine, no antros, dos tres cantinillas de mala muerte nada mas, jajaja...... a las que nunca fui por cierto..... pero eso si hay un gym, que no le pide nada a cualquier spa del mundo, cd. tranquila, y llena de gente de muchas partes del mundo. Y tambien mucha gente de mexicali......
Mi pasatiempo fue por mucho tiempo salir a caminar por la playa, pero en el invierno, tenia que cambiar de pasatiempo, caen unas nevadas que para que les cuento........ no sol, nada mas nieve, nieve, y mas nieve, lluvia, ventarrones horribles, mas lluvia, mas viento y mas nieve......... horrible..........
Mejor ahi le dejo porque con este tema nunca terminare............
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