I watched this dance from Dancing with the Stars in France, tonight. It’s the most powerful and wonderful danse I’ve watched since the beginning of the show.
Every saturday, Brahim Zaibat and his partner shine on TV and its de.light.ful. I love them. I want them to win the show.
(1) President Abraham Lincoln, who had depression
(2) Writer Virginia Woolf, who had bipolar disorder
(3) Artist Vincent Van Gogh, who had bipolar disorder
(4) Writer Sylvia Plath, who had depression
(5) Mathematician John Nash (from A Brilliant Mind), who had schizophrenia
Inspired by this post
Snow in Paris
the first photo is totally awesome.
SUMMARY OF WEEKS 5, 6 & 7 (year 2009)
Slumdog millionaire is a good film. Sorry but I don’t know what else to say about it. Ths story is awesome, that’s right, but the credit goes to the book’s writer. Anyway, this film wasn’t my cup of tea.
The Reader: I really like this movie. It makes me cry very hard, by its sensitivity, humanity and many others feelings. I’m just watching it, and I can’t find anymore words to describe it. Wonderful, quite simply.
The Batman trilogy by Christopher Nolan is pretty awesome and The Dark Knight is the best of the 3, I mean. Obviously there is Christian, but there is also Heath Ledger and his award was so much deserved… so much.
Well…, Javier, Penelope, Scarlett and Spain get together in Vicky Cristina Barcelona, so what’s not to love ?? It’s about art, painting, photograph, love, Barcelona, wine… ;) And when Javier comes to my table and asked me to go to Oviedo with him to drink, eat, visit, and make love… and he will… I’LL SAY YES.
I can only imagine how many times it took to get this right.
Breakfast Club, 1985
I can’t wait for the christmas cup at Starbucks Coffee and the snow on the Eiffel Tower. First parisian winter for 3 years ! Can’t wait for one of these beautiful dog, also, but it’s not possible for the moment !
Tonight I want to talk about what I’m currently doing of my life. It’s 2:42 a.m. and it’s time.
I have that impression I miss Paris very much. However, I work there everyday. I see the Eiffel Tower and the Invalides, walking through the Champs Elysées to go to work. I don’t understand. From the moment I get off the subway, I’m the most happy girl of the world, but there’s always an unbearable moment in a day… not when you get out of bed, talk to stupid tourists all the day, bear grunchy people, or work in a fucking high school with kids everywhere. It’s when you cross the Alexander III bridge and see the Eiffel tower, and tell her goodbye.
I really need to bring my camera more often, to keep a part of Paris with me.
You know, french people are very stupid. Parisian people doesn’t understand their luck, french government doesn’t listen to us and doesn’t work very well. France is in the big shit in that moment and I’d like to leave everything here and go go go… If I totally changed my lifestyle and if I work hard, it’s to go to Russia, United States, Kenya, Japan, Australia, North Canada, Argentina, and maybe to go back to wonderful Mexico, Italia, United Kingdom.. Also, I could kill somebody to have the right to live in Spain because I’m in love with all these spanish guys, spanish cities, spanish words and the spanish way of life since always.
Despite everything, even if there are kangagoos in Australia, polar bears in Canada, aurora borealis in Alaska and absolutely nothing in Ushuaïa.. Paris is here, Paris is waiting for me and now I swear I’ll spent my entire life out there. Not 26 kilometers away.