the vase.

brian has a thing about trees. can't stop looking at them. i've been abroad with him when he's been in rapture over an avenue of pine trees. "look at them, bill" he'd say. "aren't they beautiful!? people don't appreciate beauty these days. they look at everything but they don't really see. who really looks at trees and sees their shapes and colors? they're magic!" that's what it's all about.

chaos theory.

"it turns out there are few things that are more chaotic than that of a human heart. speeding up, slowing down. a pretty face, a flight of stairs. it’s always changing no matter what happens. it’s an erratic son of a bitch. but underneath all that bump-ba-da-bump mess there is, in fact, a pattern, a truth. and it's love. the most important thing about love is that we choose to give it, and we choose to receive it making it the least random act in the universe. it transcends blood, it transcends betrayal, and all the dirt that makes us human."

-frank allen

el cuarto de al lado; fito paez.

yo solo se que nunca estuve a la altura
yo estaba muy pirado y vos eras tan pura
también solias ser mi muchachita punk
pero en cualquier caso sabias amar

recuerdo la mañana yendo al hospital
reias como loca, ibas a ser mamá
hiciste yoga sola encerrada en el baño
despues te di la mano y pasaron los años

la vida es la reina madre de la inmensidad
la que agita las fieras, la que acerca los corazones
la música es la reina madre y ya no se hable más
silencio que ha llegado ella con sus balas y flores

la sangre juega fuerte, no sabe pensar
desata las tomrentas desde el más alla
por suerte nunca me tome nada tan en serio
yo se que ya esta todo, escrito en el viento

y todo lo que haces por obligación
se lleva la alegría de tu corazón
y quien se va a creer lo que cuentan los diarios
yo creo en el amor a traves de los años

la vida es la reina madre de la inmensidad
la que agita las fieras, la que acerca los corazones
la música es la reina madre y ya no se hable más
silencio que ha llegado ella con sus balas y flores

yo solo se que nunca estuve a la altura
yo me hago el inocente y vos te haces la dura
igual está el amor, no se puede parar
los hijos en el cuarto de al lado...

my desktop.

as you can see, this is my computer desktop (maybe sometime i'll post my actual desk).
up on the menu bar is the audioscrobbler, my bluetooth (currently unavailable for some reason :@), and other random mac stuff.
on the actual desktop are some pictures of things i'd like to buy for fall and seasons beyond(watch, skirt, denim jacket), a picture i found on chictopia and i LOVED the girls hair, a folder with pictures of haircuts i'd like to get and a drawing i like, which i kinda think looks like me hahahah.
finally on the dock are the programs i use the most: firefox, itunes, photobooth, skype, transmission, messenger, photoshop and limewire.
btw, the background is from the free people blog.

clean, simple, organized, no? :D

slow (or not) sunday.

meet my brand new bag, the bag of my dreams, my handbag charming if you will (:

(my lovely lucky brand bag)


she's made of leather and suede, she's big and soft and smells wonderful. isn't the happiness just dripping off my face?
see, i saw her a couple months ago at macy's and it was worth about ten times more than the money i had to spend. so when my mom went back to miami last week, she found this beauty on sale!
i'm still pretty irritable though. happy, but irritable.
also, i took my little brother to this new mcdonalds today. it's really cool, feels like an authentic american mcdee's. it's got a huge playplace and super comfy stools and armchairs, aside from the regular chairs. but my favorite thing were the bathrooms; they have water-saving faucets (they shut off automatically after about 10 seconds), and they have a hand dryer instead of paper for drying your hands. i guess the whole eco-green-earth-friendly thing is starting to catch up here in the DR.
here are a couple (literally) of pictures:


(me and my brother in the bathroom; my little brother in the jungle gym)

also, i'm STILL very irritable. it's just so much crap going on. and it's not pms. i swear. i keep track.
i need mini apple pies :(