jueves, 21 de enero de 2010

Movies like this one, make my heart happy.

Paper Heart

I loved it, + the song Magic Perfume by Charlyne Yi. This is my favorite part of the movie:




domingo, 10 de enero de 2010

Mew's new album " No more stories. Are told today. Im sorry. They washed away. No more stories. The world is grey. Im tired. Lets wash away"

"Repeaterbeater" (long version)



"Introducing Palace Players"






Jonas Bjerre and his weird dreams. He gets the best out of them and transform them into art, I should start doing that too, since I can't stop dreaming every FUCKING night.

Write in english

I'm back from New York since Thursday. I'm sad, but at the same time I'm happy to be back and see everybody and with the idea that I'll leave forever. I don't want to be here,  it's very unsecure and I feel like I can't evolve or reach great things here.  I want to be different from the rest, I want to be someone. All the things that I experienced and felt when I was in New York can't be put into words completely. But I'll put here a little something.

11 days later after Christmas Eve,I was walking downtown and I found the same homeless people that were more- less my age. We were -12 degrees Celsius. I can't imagine how much they were freezing with their little dog, they both were sleeping, so I ask one of them if he was ok. He said yes and that he only needed 60 more dollars to get back with his brother at New Orleans and that the first thing they'll do when they get there would be take a shower and sleep. I felt really really bad, I can't imagine how they manage to not die freezing at the streets. 

I gave them 3 dollars and ask them if there's was anything that I could help with, or if I could get them a blanket, pillows, food, water.. etc.. The girl looked at me and said that if I could get them a mini pizza at Pizza Hut that would be awesome.  10 minutes later I came back with a medium size pizza with extra cheese and ham and 2 bottles of water.  Both were super happy, excited and grateful. They ask for my name and told me theirs.  Their names were Alex and Timmy.

But even though I did an act of kindness I felt something was missing, I really wanted them to get those 60 dollars and get back home to be regular teenagers that sleep at a cozy bed, eat  great food, and take showers at their own homes.

Next day I went back to the place I met them to give them the 60 dollars they needed but they were gone, they didn't appear during the whole day. Now I'll never now what happened to them.. I don't know if they move to other place to ask for money, if the police came for them, or if they actually got the 60 dollars..


I hope they're o.k., warm and happy with their families and friends.