I arrived at home a couple of hours ago, it's now 3:39am. It's the day of my birthday, but the timing isn't exactly right: I was born at around 9am. I am, therefore, living the last hours of the 22nd year of my life. The meaning of birthdays changed to me, as the years passed. At first it was a date when people I didn't really know but I knew were ( Read more... )

Classes are back... I think this will be a very tight semester, and I like it. Some girl from my class apparently wants a reprise on the headaches we had; it's a blue eyed blonde I had some problems with. I'm not giving her the pleasure though ( Read more... )

Stand My Ground - Within Temptation ( Read more... )

Next week is my last week of freedom: after that Law school is back, the idiots I study with and have to do papers in group with are back, the quest for finding a job is back... routine is back. I didn't do all I wanted to on my off, but I managed to rest. A lot. Two months of sleep compensate a semester of insomnia and stress ( Read more... )

To the beautiful, crazy, beloved friends that always read this blog, following my babblings as I go through the ever present ups and downs of me life:

I wish you a great 2005 filled with joy, fun, excitement, parties, accomplishments, success and peace. And thank you for not giving up on me, I know I can be rather difficult sometimes. =)

It's funny. To put my mind at ease and exorcise the problems that always show up, there's no better therapy (to me) than cleaning and decorating my bedroom. I truly enjoy it. I'm not the most organized person in the planet, in fact this place gets really chaotic every now and then. But... it seems to be a reflex of my state of mind. If my bedroom ( Read more... )

Know where the wild roses grow - Nick Cave and Kylie Minogue ( Read more... )

One Last Goodbye - Anathema ( Read more... )

Law school ends for the semester. Seems I passed everything, only grade still waiting for release is Human Rights, but I don't particularly care about this one. No class, no job... nothing to do until February. Aaaah... two months of freedom. I'll put them to good use ( Read more... )

Some comments on this song by Brian Adams. I'm sorry girls, some of you will probably get mad at me ( Read more... )