Quedate

Quedate cada noche y sueñame en la luna
Amame por las calles perdidas de mi vida
Besame poco a poco no sea que me muera
Vive con esta loca perdida que te quiere.

Guardate en mi memoria y escondete en mis brazos
Metete por los poros abiertos de mi herida
mirame desde cerca y matame si quieres
pero no me abandones al viento de mi vida.

No me dejes sola, quedate en mi casa
sin ti me falta todo, sin ti no queda nada.
Amor, quedate...

Reminiscing..

Te miro. Me gustas. Tomame. Te quiero. Besame. Mi cuello. Tus piernas. Tu boca. Mis dedos. Lo pides. Me niego. No puedo. Pero, lo quiero. Mañana. Lo prometes?. Si. Mmmm me encantas. Te extrañé. Yo también.

Iana
7:05pm
26 nov, 2005

( http://eigna13.blogspot.com/2005/11/la-2da-es-mejor.html)

Q&A

So what do you do then...
When the parties are over
and everyone else is gone,
when all you´ve got left is you?
When the things that worked before
dont anymore, because you are a diferent person now.

How do you find yourself again,
when its been so long since you´ve lost you?
How will you survive, if you don´t have a reason to live and why would you live if nothing makes sense anymore?

What would you do
if your will is gone
and you feel weak, vulnerable, small?

You keep on trying: find new ways for it to work again, take your time. You create your will, and you pretend you are strong. You build your way back to find you, embracing your changes.

You accept your limits and learn how to live with them or you just push the edges to realize how bendy they are.

You search for new meanings to make it all fit, and if you can´t find them, you make them up. You start living your live, enjoy every moment of it, step by step, dream by dream because you remember that´s all you have got and when it´s over it´ll be for good.

You only do what you feel comfortable doing because you know you'll always have to live with yourself and its better when you are proud of you. Finally, you remember that nothing is as big as it seems and everything that happens, happens for a reason...

Iana
Jueves
15 diciembre 2005
11:02 am

Spanglish

The other day a person I know was telling me that I speak a very cheesy (not fluent; cheesy) english. That, of course, made me feel insulted and embarrased-I tought my englis was very good-. I promised him and myself that I would never speak in english again with anyone who I could communicate with in other language. Then, I thought about it and remembered that I dont care about other people s opinions about me (mostly) and that I must do whatever I want (speak english) despite of my mmm.....cheesiness (I hope thats a word).

I also realized that if I live in a spanish speaking country, its sort of senseless to be communicating in english (duuhhh).

The thing is, in english, everything sounds kinda "casual". So, its not the same, for exaple, "I miss you" than "Te extraño". There s somethin abou it that makes spanish sound deeper than english and, since I pretend to keep this blog "casual" I figured english´d be the best choice.

I will modify that: from now on, I´ll still use english, but I´ll also include spanish. Actually, to make this multilingual, I might as well use some french (menage a trois), some german (volkswagen) and some russian (яна).

I just hope no one tells me that my spanish isn´t that good eithere, cuz then I won´t have anything else to say and I´ll be forced to never say anything again-not that I care about what anyone thinks about my spanish, cuz I dont).

Iana
Jueves 8 diciembre 2005
7:10pm