2010.

Parece ser que se acaba el 2010.
No le pondré etiquetas tales como "el mejor año de mi vida", "será difícil que otro año lo supere", "ha sido increíble, no quiero que se acabe"; primero porque no sería cierto y segundo, porque aunque yo lo considerara cierto ahora, en un futuro vería que no. Quizás el final de año me ha marcado más que el principio.


Hay cosas de este año con las que sin duda me quedo, y otras, pues, decir que de los errores también se aprende. 


Yo sigo igual, bueno, un poco más vieja, como cada año que pasa. 


Cosas que olvidaría de este año, vale, la verdad algunas grandes, pero, en resumen, ha sido un buen año. 
Quizá me olvidaría de alguna bosta que otra, mis abuelos e Inda enfermos, discusiones tontas o momentos de bajón. Tampoco se me ocurren muchas más.


¿Cosas con las que me quedaría? Puf, muchísimos detalles pequeños quizás.
Así que empecemos por las cosas grandes.
Primero, ellas dos, y él. Por supuesto. 

Porque que sería de mi sin mis Fridays.
Tama, ya nada que decir, que hace años que nos conocemos. 
Noe, a la que conocí este año pero ya es una parte importante de mí.
Y mi Alex, no tengo nada qué decir. Qué sería de mí sin sus abrazos mañaneros
todos los días antes de entrar en clase. Y sin esos textos tan bonitos que nos escribes.
Fridays de cascabel forever.


Me quedo con los sábados por Tui, los días de Blue y Central, cafés y mentas, las fiestas pijama, Sandzilla, nuestras cenas en Portugal, nuestras cenas en Happy Pizza, nuestras cenas en cualquier sitio, nuestras mil y una aventuras con el coche de Noe, nuestras improvisaciones culinarias, nuestras gilipolleces, nuestras visitas a Salceda, y tantas cosas que ahora no se me ocurren que podría poner aquí...




Lo que resta son pequeños detalles, tales como acabar el instituto, cumplir 18, empezar la universidad, último año de conser, los míticos veranos, las fiestas del monte, las conversaciones hasta las tantas, los HOYGAN, hablar con Rubén, nuestras bromas estúpidas, el estrés de 2º de bachiller, la gente que conocí en esa clase, Inda, saber que vamos a ir a ver a McFly a Madrid.... Muchos momentos y mucha gente.


Del verano, nada que decir, perfecto, como siempre

Seguro que se me queda algo atrás. Pero espero empezar y seguir el 2011 de una manera estupenda.
Espero que yo y todo el mundo, vamos.


Dar gracias a todo el mundo que está/estuvo/estará ahí.
(Mención especial a las Fridays)
Y sobre todo a ellos:

Porque, ellos no lo saben, pero les debo mucho y los quiero *MOMENTOÑOÑO*




Gracias por los recuerdos, 2010.

Him.

Tienes seis sonrisas, ¿sabes? Una cuando algo te hace reír de verdad, otra cuando te ríes sólo por cortesía, la tercera, cuando te sientes incómoda, otra cuando te ríes de ti misma, la quinta es cuando algo te sorprende, y la sexta… cuando hablas de él.

Be YOUnique.

You're fine exactly as you are.
Your curves, words, flaws, strengths, thoughts.
You don't need to change.
You aren't ugly, fat, stupid or worthless.
You are YOU.

Your gravity's makin' me dizzy.

Dance as though no one is watching you.
Love as though you have never been hurt before.
Sing as though no one can hear you.
Live as though heaven is on earth.

Be stupid.

If your life ended right now,
could you honestly say that you lived it the way you wanted?

I.

I love that feeling. You know, the one you get when you take a deep breath and suddenly everything feels like it's going to be okay. When you're hopeless as can be, and life is going nowhere, there's those moments we have every now and then where we just stop, and we get this feeling, that can't be described, but you just... you just feel like everything really is going to be okay. Like the world stopped spinning for a second, and everything was clear. I need more of those moments.

Live.

Eat that chocolate cake, get your hair wet, love someone, dance in those muddy puddles, laze around on a hammock, draw a picture with crayons like you're still 6 years old and then give it to someone who is very important to you. Stay in bed all day long, go on a vacation, do a cartwheel, make your own recipe, dance like no one can see you, paint each nail a different color, take a bubble bath, laugh at a corny joke. Pick strawberries, take a jog, plant a garden, write a song, date someone you wouldn't usually go for, make a scrap book, go on a picnic, have a pillow fight, kiss the un-kissed, hug your loved ones, and live your life to the fullest. So and the end of the day, you'll have no regrets, no sorrows and no dissapointments.

You're not...

You're not scared of the dark, you're scared of what's in it.
You're not afraid of heights, you're afraid of pain of falling.
You're not afraid of people around you, you're just afraid of rejection.
You're not afraid to love, you're just afraid of not being loved back.
And, you're not afraid of try again, you're just afraid of getting hurt for the same reason.

So.

Sometimes you just need someone.
Someone to make you smile when you're sad, to tell you you're beautiful.
Someone to look forward to seeing you everyday. 
Someone to call you every night just to say I love you, and mean it.

I think everything in life is art. What you do. How you dress. The way you love someone, and how you talk. Your smile and your personality. What you believe in, and all your dreams. The way you drink your tea. How you decorate your home. Or party. Your grocery list. The food you make. How you writing looks. And the way you feel.
Life is art.

Life is pretty simple. You do some stuff.

Most fails. Some works. You do more of what works.

If it works big, ohters quickly copy it. Then you do something else.

The trick is doing 'something else'.

Life is art.

Look at you. You're young. And you're scared. Why are you so scared?
Stop being paralyzed. Stop swallowing your words. Stop caring what other people think. Wear what you want. Say what you want. Listen to the music you want to listen to. Play it loud as fuck and dance to it. Go out for a drive at midnight and forget that you have school the next day. Stop waiting for Friday. Live now. Do it now. Take risks. Tell secrets. This life is yours. When are you going to realize that you can do whatever you want?

I love him.

Ron: The deluminator. It doesn’t just turn off lights. I don’t know how it works, but Christmas morning I was sleeping in this little pub, keeping away from some Snatchers, and I heard it.
Harry: It?
Ron: A voice. Your voice, Hermione. Coming out of it.
Hermione: And what exactly did I say, may I ask?
Ron: You said my name. Just my name. Like a whisper. So I took it, clicked it, and this tiny ball of light appeared. And I knew. And sure enough, it flew toward me, the ball of light, right into my chest and straight through me. Right here. And I knew it was going to take me where I needed to go.

Monroe.

This life is what you make it. Not matter what, you’re going to mess up sometimes, it’s a universal truth. But the good part is you get to decide how you’re going to mess it up. Girls will be your friends - they’ll act like it anyway. But just remember, some come, some go. The ones that stay with you through everything - they’re your true best friends. Don’t let go of them. Also remember, sisters make the best friends in the world. As for lovers, well, they’ll come and go too. And babe, I hate to say it, most of them - actually pretty much all of them are going to break your heart, but you can’t give up because if you give up, you’ll never find your soul mate. You’ll never find that half who makes you whole and that goes for everything. Just because you fail once, doesn’t mean you’re gonna fail at everything. Keep trying, hold on, and always, always, always believe in yourself, because if you don’t, then who will, sweetie? So keep your head high, keep your chin up, and most importantly, keep smiling, because life’s a beautiful thing and there’s so much to smile about.

- Marilyn Monroe.

Dragon Ball.

Evil is not forgiving
We will never give in
until we're not living
Do you hear me?

Lej ♥

Desde tu nuca resbalaban, gotas mudas, que inundan, tu piel de pasión, y, para que necesidad de habitación, pues el amor llega a cualquier rincón, no entiende de barreras ni prohibición, eh nena acercate hoy a mi hangar, que te enseño mi sofá, una vez mas tras cada revolcón y sofocón, digno de la mejor peli tal vez de acción, son nuestros momentos de pasión, donde la ropa sobra, y las palabras son mudas, conversando con nuestro propio cuerpo mientras me desnudas, y sudas, quizás por los nervios o tal vez porque nuestros corazones cuando se juntan ya no tienen remedio…

Girl I just wanna be the one
To take you to heaven tonight.