If only...

If only we could live in the moon,
we'd stare at the full earth -holding hands- contemplating it's bright blue ocean and the starfish surrounding it.
We'd play our chordless guitars and sing our songs in silence thinking about each other.
We'd be able to hold on to the stars and forget our fears. There would be no more crying and our tears would be replaced with countless smiles and laughter.
We'd stop wondering about fairytales 'cause we'd be living one of our own.
And if we had to come back, we'd tell them our story. If only they could believe us, they couldn't help but wonder how did we manage to get so lucky.

A little guidance please...

For some stupid reason I can't help but search for the meaning of the voices in my head telling me tu jump, to fly away, to escape. But how can I do that?...And...should I?
I wishe there was a light to guide me, a light pointing into the right direction, or at least the one I should take.
I don't really know if I should let the wind take me away without knowing my final destination or where will my destiny drag me to. All I know is that a part of me wants to stay in the place that I've been occupating for so long; and there is the pother part telling me to break free. I know my heart wants to fly away, but my mind wants to stay and try to move on. Should I listen to my mind and stick to the logical side of the situation? Or should I embrace the opportunity to spread my winds open again, to fly again and be free to feel the wind beneath my wings. Should the world see me traveling through the black night sky? Am I worthy of smiling forever?
If only I had a little guidance.
If only the one that really knows me and has seen me how I really am, the one that has seen my wings stay still for so long and has listened to my silent tears, if only the one could tell me what will it be. Will it be yes? Or will it be sorry?
Do you really know what I am and do you accept it? From the bottom of your heart?
Will you fly away with me?

From behind the cat's scratch, only the one true mystery can be.

To see the real mystery, one must live in the darkness to be free.

I can't take my mind off of you...I wish you were here...I left my heart open...But you didn't understand... 

Breathe no more

I

I've been looking in the mirror for so long
Taht I've come to believe my soul's on the other side
All the little pieces fallen, shatter
Shards of me too sharp to put back together
Too small to matter
But big enough to cut me into so many little pieces
If I try to touch her and I bleed I bleed
And I breathe, I breathe no more.

II
Take a breath and I try to draw from my spirit's well
Yet again you refuse to drink like stubborn child
Lie to me, convince me that I've been sick forever
And of this will make sense when I get better
I know the difference between myself and my reflection
I just can't help but wonder
Which of us do you love, so I bleed, I bleed
And I breathe, I breathe no
Bleed, I bleed
And I breathe, I breathe, I breathe, I breathe no more.

Decisive moment..

Countless times I've cried my heart out without a reason;
Several times I've stood alone screaming out my soul to scare the pain away.
I lay here, broken and tired of breathing the freezing air of pain surrounding me,
I need to get away and bleed,
I need my wounds to give me peace.
I'm sitting here, submerged in my cold tears, with my eyes dry from crying, shivering to death with thw weight of the pain sinking me down. And all I want to do is bleed...bleed until I stop feeling, until I breathe no more and my tears become useless because my eyes are shut and I'm not condemned to see you anymore.
I say goodbye to you and the pain I was used to for so long.

Scars

I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut
My weakness is that I care too much
My scars remind me that the past is real
I tear my heart open just to feel

Drunk and I'm feeling down
And I just wanna be alone I'm pissed cause you came around
Why don't you just go home
Cause you channel all your pain
And I can't help you fix yourself
You're making me insane
All I can say is

I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut
My weakness is that I care too much
And our scars remind us that the past is real
I tear my heart open just to feel

I tried to help you once
Against my own advice
I saw you going down
But you never realized
That you're drowning in the water
So I offered you my hand
Compassions in my nature
Tonight is our last stand

I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut
My weakness is that I care too much
My scars remind me that the past is real
I tear my heart open just to feel

I'm drunk and I'm feeling down
And I just wanna be alone
You shouldn't ever came around
Why don't you just go home?
Cause you're drowning in the water
And I tried to grab your hand
And I left my heart open
But you didn't understand
But you didn't understand
Go fix yourself

I can't help you fix yourself
But at least I can say I tried
I'm sorry but I gotta move on with my own life
I can't help you fix yourself
But at least I can say I tried
I'm sorry but I gotta move on with my own life

I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut
My weakness is that I care too much
My scars remind me that the past is real
I tear my heart open just to feel ...

Q.E.P.D.

Las cosas siempre pasan cuando menos no las esperamos. Cuando alguien se va para siempre, cuando alguien se muere es cuando nos damos cuenta de lo importante que ese alguien era para nosotros, lamentamos no haber podido pasar mas tiempo con el y nos damos cuenta de la falta tan horrible que nos va a hacer. Es verdaderamente triste el hecho de recordar el papel que tenia una persona en nuestras vidas en el momento de su muerte. Pero es todavia mas triste el hecho de haber ignorado a esa eprsona durante toda su vida y solo tenerla en cuanta en el momento de su muerte. Antes era una persona mas y deciamos "que mas da?"; pero ahora que no esta nos damos cuenta de lo importante que era y de la huella que dejo en nustras vidas y nuestros corazones. Es ams triste aun el hecho de que la meurte sea solo algo que pasa y ya y luego es como si nada hubiera pasado..."carlitos? quien es carlitos? no tengo ni la menor idea". Pero que mas podemos esperar de eprsonas como nosotros que le dan mas importancia a las cosas materiales y olvidan aferrarse a lo que verdaderamente importa, esas personas que han estado a nuestro lado ayudandonos y nosotros no nos hemos volteado a mirarlas. Es por eso que estoy escribiendo esto, porque no quiero que sea "una persona mas" a la cual despues de un mes vamos a olvidar. Lo unico que puedo decir es GRACIAS! no por recibir nuestros permisos y recoger nuestra basura, sino por hacer parte de neustra comunidad y estar con nosotras durante todos estos años, y ams que todo eso, por dejar una huella en nosotros que nunca se va a borrar.
Espero que donde quiera que estes seas completamente feliz porque te lo mereces. Y no me canso de decir GRACIAS.
Carlos Alberto Diaz-Diciembre 17, 2004-Q.E.P.D++
:'( :'( :'( :'( :'( :'( :'( :'( :'( :'( :'( :'( :'( :'( :'( :'( :'( :'( :'(

Crazy

Tell me what's wrong with society
When everywhere I look I see
Young girls dying to be on tv
They won't stop 'til
they've reached their dreams
Diet pills, surgery
Photoshoped pictures in magazines
Teling them how they should be
It doesn't make sense to me

Is everybody going crazy?
Is anybody gonna save me?
Can anybody tell me what's going on?
Tell me what's going on
If you open your eyes you'll see that something is wrong

I guess things aren't the way they used to be
There's no more normal families
Parents act like enemies
Making kids feel like it's world war III
No one cares, no one's there
I guess we're all just so damn busy
Money is our first priority
It doesn't make sense to me

Is everybody going crazy?
Is anybody gonna save me?
Can anybody tell me what's going on?
Tell me what's going on
If you open your eyes you'll see that something is wrong

Tell me what's wrong with society
When everywhere I look I see
Rich guys driving SUV's
While kids are starving in the streets
No one cares
No one likes to share
I guess life's unfair

Is everybody going crazy?
Is anybody gonna save me?
Can anybody tell me what's going on
Tell me what's going on
If you open your eyes you'll see that something...something is wrong

-SimplePlan-

And something is just wrong...

Me right now

The obvious
Name: Cristina
Age: 16
Height: 1.67
Weight: 47 kgs
Favorite color: Black and blue
Identity: fuck you!

Current
Song: scars-papa roach
Band: Nightwish
Food: Oreos and blood
Movie: The butterfly effect
Tv show: Dawson's creek, that 70's show, summerland, the o.c., one tree hill
Place: Somewhere inside myself
Girl: Sam (the ring), tinkerbell
Boy: Peter Pan
Love: ...
Hate: No one
Husband: PINZIIII!!!!
Quote: All human wisdom is contained in this two words: WAIT and HOPE
Feeling
Complicated !

Lonely Girl

I can remember the very first time I cried, how I wiped my eyes and buried the pain inside. All of my memories good and bad that's passed, didn't take the time to realize...I'm staring at the cracks in the wall 'cause I'm waiting for it all to come to an end. Still I curl up right under the bed 'cause it's taking over my head, all over again.

Do you even know who you are?
I guess I'm tryin' to find.
A borrowed dream or a superstar?
I want to be a star.
Is life good to you or is it bad?
I can't tell anymore.
Do you even know what you have?
...

Lying awake watching the sunlight, how the birds will sing as I count the rings around my eyes. Constantly pushing the world I know aside, I don't even feel the pain, I don't even want to try. I'm looking for a way to become the person I dreamt up when I was 13 but nothing is ever enough, no it aint enough.

Do you even know who you are?
I'm still trying to find.
A rising dream or a falling star?
I have all these dreams...
Is life good to you or is it bad?
I can't tell anymore.
Do you even know what you have?
No.

Sorry girl, tell a tale for me 'cause I'm wondering how you really feel.
I'm a lonely girl, I'll tell a tale for you 'cause I'm just trying to make all my dreams come true.
But it seems that I'm standing here, heading towards the boulevard of broken dreams.

...something...

When life gets hard, I mean really ahrd,
When you feel like you don't wanna move on,
When you want to stop...freeze,
When you feel like you wanna go back,
Get stuck in a moment and don't wanna get out of it,
When you want a moment, a special moment to last forever,
When youre gone and don't wanna come back,
And life gets hard,
Things get really hard,
Remember...if you could ride that wave, then nothing can be that hard.
Coming back is one of the hardest things to do, I mean, when you've been away from everything, from reality, when you've been happy and managed to forget about everything, it's hard, really hard to come back. It feels like you've left something of yours behind, and you just wanna go back, or turn back time.
It's hard to understand, but nothing lasts forever, no matter how bad we want it to. That's our punishment, good things don't last much, and we're doomed to come back...to live again.

"Aprendi a quitarle al tiempo los segundos
Tu me hiciste ver el cielo mas profundo..."
"Se que no regresaras, lo que nos paso no repetirá jamás
Mil años no em alcanzarán para borrarte y olvidar..."
"Tal vez haya vivido tanto, en tan poco y tan corto tiempo, que no se ni que idioma hablo..."

Finding yourself is hard...but at lest you've got the memories right???

AMAZONAS 2004 TOP 30

1. El mejor amigo del hombre...el que nos acompaño en todos esos momentos especiales...el PALMARI MAGIC MIX (tambien conocido como palmera mix o malpari magic mix)
2. Nuestro segundo acompañante durante la excursión...el morral de asalto...o atraco a mano armada.
3. Chalecos POLO??...Marica echate aguita!
4. Nos vamos con PACHO? No?...Entonces con SANCHO?...O con JUANCHO?
5. Tengo efecto lanchifero... :s
6. Ya merito llegamooooos??? NOOO...te voy a botar de la lancha y te vas a tener que ir montando anaconda
7. He pescado un pescado..pero es el mismo que pesque hace un rato! :s
8. George...saaaaaaaacate el perro sacate el perro(8)
9. Corriente fría...corriente caliente...nah! eso fue George que se meo!
10. Pasenme la pita que no he terminado de armar mi cambuche!!
11. Hey...me pasan la coca y la bareta xfa?!
12. El CURUPIRA
13. El eficaz desodorante de Pipe
14. Barro y arena= un spa en la mitad de la selva
15. Niñas que pena pero no hay caimanes...lo sentimos...AHHH??? ke me importa me kiero ir a dormir!!
16. Pipe...una foto mirando al horizonte!
17. "Chiks...mañana las de canopy a las 7 de la mañana no espero a nadie porque ayer fui condescendiente y espere dos minutooos"
18. Los cuentos y chistes de Huiti
19. Voy a sacar el shabon y el jampu pa bañarme
20. Tito te lucen esos shorts...son de vieja?
21. Nos hundimooos nos hundimos pasame la bomba de achiqueeee!
22. Mi esposa se llama Derika con D y K a mucho honor!
23. Estamos avanzando en contra de la corriente...pero...un momento por que cada vez los vemos mas chiquitos?...marica si seguimos asi vamos a tener que sacar pasaporte boliviano!
24. Tito es un duro bailando Samba ...y Jorge...es un duro pal vallenato
25. Nosotras con estomago de chulo como putas nos vamos a intoxicar?!
26. Abel...y donde dejaste a Caín?
27. Los 2 records del Marymount que batimos...Ajíes y Canopy!!!!
28. Vamos a dormir en la maSloca
29. Haber estado en mas de 2 países al tiempo...(haber tenido la oportunidad de mear en peru...xD)
30. La perdida de los pasabordos...gracias lila!!!...lo siento malu...yo se que queria quedarte.
Y por ultimo...la forma en ke gorgeous me robo el corazon....xD!!! jajajajaja
Pero no podemos olvidar los extras...
31. El raton volador de Huiti
32. El nadado de perro de lila y yo
33. Marta con poncho...yo se que quieres volar...y si le adicionamos la linterna...sabemos que marta quiere ser una luciernaga.
34. Los deliciosos...pero exquisitos jugos de la reserva (Alguien tiene clight....XFAVOOOOOR!)
35. La tibieza y las picaduras de mosco...muy seguido se oia...si me quieres no me toques. (y claro La Romero "alguien quiere una ruanita? un saquito? una cobijita?)

A LA PIM PIM...PIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIM!
A LA PON PON...POOOOOOOON!
COMO ESTUVO AMAZONAAAAAS??
CHEVERE COMO UN PIM PON UUHHH!!!
CHEVERE COMO UN PIM PON UUHHH!!!

COLEGIO SANTAMARIA PROMOCION 2006+BLUEFIELDS+AMAZONAS 2004+PALMARÍ= DEL CARAJO...SIMPLEMENTE INCREIBLE!!!! GRACIAS A TODAS POR HACER DE ESTA EXCURSION ALGO TAN "MARAVILLOSO".