The mystery of death before us,
Soon every night can bring the light... and close my eyes.
Sometimes life in here is too limiting... Sometimes we don´t care at all, sometimes... SONATA ARTICA
"Don't worry, be happy". Humor is very important in our lives. It makes us better, even if we had a very horrible day and we're sad, nervous or angry.
My opinion about it is that we can't live without humor. If some day we are sad, probably our friends can't make us laugh and feel positive and better.
I believe humor is in our DNA. Some people feel it more than others, but that's not the question. We must be happy and tell jokes everywhere in the world (in Australia, France, South-Africa... anywhere).
Finally, it's better to know humor is necessary because it's what, in bad days, makes you live better, because if you're depressed you're bnot living your life really and fully.
I went nearly everyday to Valveralla, Ventalló, and l'Armentera to see "my" birds. First, I was very surprised to see an incredible change: first in my town, I only didn't see many birds and animals, and i 15 minutes with car, all that fauna that was there, was really strange. A lot of birds flying, fishes, too many insects, and a flowing and calm river, that was giving them life.
When time passed, that was my second house, and my second life and it continues being it now, and when I'm so stressed I go there or in Aiguamolls de l'Empordà, where I find calmless and my other friends: the birds.
I was first interessed in the bee-eaters because I'm doing the project for school of them, but now, a lot of other birds and fauna are in my mind. Another of my favourite birds is the Kingfisher. I think that I have a misterious coincidence with him because I find it everywhere: I saw three of them in wilderness, and I liberated one of them that was just ringed in Aiguamolls de l'Empordà.
Now, a little part of my life is with my birds, and nature. I know that everyday I'm near to reach my objective: Be a biology naturalist, specialized in ornitology ^^.
In this post I'll talk about my new return to the highschool.
I think that the first week is deadly: the teachers are so stressed, the students are very sad because the holidays have finished, and the holiday... is the worst thing I've ever seen!!
Always sunny, hot, and wetty. Day after day. This insitute is made of concrete, we are in the top floor, and we are incredibly: 35 people in the class!!! It's like hell! Staying there more than 30 minutes is, for anyone, like staying in Sahara.
But I'm not only here to complain, I also have to say that comparing the "prison" I saw the first time in 1st of ESO and the building I see now, are completely diferent (although inside). It has changed a lot. Now, it's more colorful, and more confortable.
This year I'll have to study as hard as I can, because this results are the ones which will determine my future, my university, and my career.
There was this guy at a bar, just looking at his drink. He stays like that for half of an hour.
Then, this big trouble-making truck driver steps next to him, takes the drink from the guy, and just drinks it all down. The poor man starts crying. The truck driver says, "Come on man, I was just joking. Here, I'll buy you another drink. I just can't stand to see a man cry."
"No, it's not that. This day is the worst of my life. First, I fall asleep, and I go late to my office. My boss, outrageous, fires me. When I leave the building, to my car, I found out it was stolen. The police said that they can do nothing. I get a cab to return home, and when I leave it, I remember I left my wallet and credit cards there. The cab driver just drives away."
"I go home, and when I get there, I find my wife in bed with the gardener. I leave home, and come to this bar. And just when I was thinking about putting an end to my life, you show up and drink my poison.
I was raised from a broken seed, / Vaig ser criat a partir d'una llavor trencada, I grew up to be an unwanted weed. / He crescit com a una herba no desitjada. Ever faster the time exceeds me, / Com més ràpid el temps em supera, little harder again to remember...you. / se'm fa més difícil recordar-te.
Held a torch for you / Subjectava una torxa per tu when lightning stroke me, / quan el llamp em va colpejar, once again, hope I died for the last time. / altre cop, esperava que morís per últim cop. Only one I have a thing greater than you, / Només tinc una cosa millor que tu, little light on the sky every night. / la petita llum al cel cada nit.
Morning dew on the field where I met you... / Rosada en el camp on et vaig conèixer... I was frozen a year, / Vaig estar congelat un any, couldn't get through... / sense poder superar-ho, Got a sign, not a scar, / Tinc una senyal, no una cicatriu, on my shoulder, / a la meva espatlla, I am not quite the man you take me for... / No sóc l'home que pel que hem prens...
Fell in love with the weakness within me, / Enamorada amb la feblesa dins meu, Tried to force me the Ring and own me... / Vas intentar posar-me l'anell i aconseguir-me... Guess you found / Crec que vas trobar what you'd think would oblige me, / el que pensaves que m'obligaria, little version of me to consume you... / petita versió meva per consumir-te...
I'd give my everything to you... / Et donaria el meu tot a tu... follow you through the garden of oblivion...! / el seguiria a través del jardí d'Oblivion...! If only I could tell you everything, / Si només pogués explicar-t'ho tot, the little things / les petites coses you'll never dare to ask me...! / que mai t'atreviràs a preguntar-me...!
Do you really know me?! (I might be a God...) / Realment hem coneixes?! (Podria ser Déu) Show me that you care and have a cry. / Ensenya'm que et preocupa i crida. How do you see me?!... as the one? / Com em veus?!... com l'indicat? Can you see my blood when I'm bleeding. / Pots veure la meva sang quan perdo sang. How can you love this exile?! / Com pots estimar aquest exili?! and how could I desire you... / i com puc jo desitjar-te... When my pain, is my pain, / Quan el meu dolor, es el meu dolor, and yours is too... / i el teu també...
On this darkwinter's night... / En aquesta nit fosca d'hivern... Darkness becomes this child... / La foscor es torna aquest nen... Bless this night with a tear... / Beneeix aquesta nit amb una llàgrima... For I have none I fear... / Jo no tinc res a témer...
Seven lifes of a man passed before me, / Set vides d'un home han passat avans que jo, Seven graves, one for every love I've had. / Set tumbes, una per cada amor que he tingut. Only once I have broken my so called heart, / Només un cop han trencat el meu cor, Only one made me see why they cry... / Només una m'ha fet veure perquè ploren...
Will I learn how to be one of you someday? / Algun dia aprendré com ser un dels teus? Will I still feel the eyes that behold me? / Seguiré sentint els ulls que em miren? Will I hear what you think, when you see me? / Sentiré el que penses, quan hem vegis? Will it tear me apart if you feel for me... / Hem destrossarà si et preocupes per mi...
I'd give my everything to you... / Et donaria el meu tot a tu... follow you through the garden of oblivion...! / el seguiria a través del jardí d'Oblivion...! If only I could tell you everything, / Si només pogués explicar-t'ho tot, the little things / les petites coses you'll never dare to ask me...! / que mai t'atreviràs a preguntar-me...!
Do you really know me?! (I might be a God...) / Realment hem coneixes?! (Podria ser Déu) Show me that you care and have a cry. / Ensenya'm que et preocupa i crida. How do you see me?!... as the one? / Com em veus?!... com l'indicat? Can you see my blood when I'm bleeding. / Pots veure la meva sang quan perdo sang. How can you love this exile?! / Com pots estimar aquest exili?! and how could I desire you... / i com puc jo desitjar-te... When my pain, is my pain, / Quan el meu dolor, es el meu dolor, and yours is too... / i el teu també...
On this darkwinter's night... / En aquesta nit fosca d'hivern... Darkness becomes this child... / La foscor es torna aquest nen... Bless this night with a tear... / Beneeix aquesta nit amb una llàgrima... For I have none I fear... / Jo no tinc res a témer...
Little broken... always been... / Petit trencat... sempre ha estat... a part of you belongs to me... / una part de mi et pertany... You were never mine to love, / Tu mai eres meva per estimar-te, but, this all has made it easy for me... / però, tot això ho ha fet fàcil per mi...
Burning feathers...!! Not an angel!! / Plumes ardent...!! No un àngel!! Heaven's closed...! Hell's sold out!! / El cel està tancat...! L'infern venut!! So I walk on earth, behind the curtains, / Doncs jo camino a la terra, darrere les cortines, hidden from everyone, / amagat de tothom, until I find a new life, / fins que trobi una nova vida, to ruin again... / per arruinar altre cop...
On this darkwinter's night... / En aquesta nit fosca d'hivern... Darkness becomes this child... / La foscor es torna aquest nen... Bless this night with a tear... / Beneeix aquesta nit amb una llàgrima... For I have none I fear... / Jo no tinc res a témer...
On this darkwinter's night...! / En aquesta nit fosca d'hivern...! Darkness becomes this child...!! / La foscor es torna aquest nen...!! Bless this night with a tear... / Beneeix aquesta nit amb una llàgrima... For I have none I (fear)... / Jo no tinc res a témer...
My new painting is really interesting... I think that's the most meaningful painting I've ever done.
Is a picture about Medusa, of the greek mythology, but I'm not talking about the arcaic Medusa. Medusa is a sign that first was seen like a bad, and ugly monster, but with time, there've been a lot of changes about his apperance.
Now, and the Medusa that I want to recreate, is the one that is very very beautiful, and sexy, but she is so dangerous because of her eyes. When she look to someone, he or she become petrificated. Is the price to see her beauty, in my opinion.
She seems to be (in my picture) very angry, nervous and sad. Normally, in my mind she is in nature, free, and lonely. And in my picture she's been captured, and she has his hands bundled, and her only arm and defense is her look, that now is the strongest and powerful ever.
The colours are tones of black and white, and a strong and passion red, exalting her beauty.
It's not finished yet, but you can see how it goes ;)
Paddle-board is a sport that has been quite popular recently. The wave of SUP (Stand-Up Paddle) began in Hawaii around 1960, but this sport is an ancient form of surfing.
A man intented to do surf with an oar, and people laughted at him. Then, the man began teaching the young ones and doing long tables to support the weight of the body standing on, one thing that with surf you can't do.
Another advantatge is that you have a lot of versatility in this new sport. Stand up paddle boarding offers surfers the ability to catch more waves in a set. Here in Sant Pere Pescador this is very useful, because the waves are not too big to do surf, but for paddle surfers are perfect.
Now this sport has been extended around the world, and a lot of people do it. So many girls practise it. Since I practise this sport, all my body's been better than after doing it, and I think that's because this sport moves all your body, specially your arms.
Incredibly, I go paddle surfing with my father... and my dog!! Is very, very funny... as you can see!! ^^
Naturalista (aficionada a la fotografia d'ocells i a aquests, creadora del treball de recerca: els abellerols al Riu Fluvià), guitarrista, patinadora i pintora.
