New Year.

Happy New Year! Have a great 2010! Let's hope this next year is the best ever!! Yeah!! Wooh!! Blablablabla!!!
I don't get why people make such a ruckus over new year. Tomorrow, is just another day. Nothing is going to really change except those two numbers in the calendar. Shouldn't we be as excited as we're for tomorrow and the rest of the year, every day? The change in the number of the year doesn't really mean anything. It's just something many people hold on to to make lots of wishes and all that. It bothers me.
If at least the end of the year did mark something... some change... but it's actually pretty incoherent. I mean, we measure time before and after Christ (religion). We say a year is the time it takes the Earth to go one full round around the Sun. wtf? That doesn't make sense. We're mixing science with religion. Unless you believe the Earth started going round the Sun when Christ was born. Then, it does make sense... but I doubt you believe that. Years were "made" only for comfort.
So really, it's just a very incoherent thing. If at least this was a reason for people making good things, well, it'd have something good to it. But all people do is talk. They all say they wish for the following year to bring peace, love, hope, money, health, etc. etc., but they don't do one fucking thing to make any of that come true. So it's just a very incoherent and hypocritical holiday. Bah.


Hope you have a great day tomorrow, and the next day, and the following one, etc etc for the rest of your life :)

Worth it.

Fuck it. You know what? I'm tired of crying, of missing him, of wanting him back. He's gone and that's it. So I'm gonna make every fucking second of his life worth it. I'm going to work my ass off and I'm going to be the best at whatever I want, the same way in which he was.

I love you ♥.

The Rev: crazy forever!

The Rev has died. He fucking died. But you know what? He hasn't left us. That's an important thing to remember. He didn't leave us, only his body has. His talent, his passion, his crazyness, everything he was, is still with and in us. The way in which he and the band changed me, won't go away just because he isn't with us anymore -physically-. Everything he means to me... remains the same. Nothing will change. Yes, it sucks that he died because I'll never be able to meet him and thank him properly, because I'll never listen to him play live, ever, because I won't be able to hear those fucking amazing songs he could have created.
However, I have those fucking amazing songs he did write and record and share with all of us. I have the recordings of all those marvellous concerts they played. I have the memories of those who were able to meet him and listen to him, face-to-face. I have everything he gave and what he didn't give, too. I have all of him, and luckily we can all get to it, we can all google it or youtube it or whatever.

Thank you ♥

We still have him.

PS: Like he hadn't been awesome enough... LOOK AT THIS!!!



(Yes, HE asked for the fucking flag :DDDD)

I'm on the outside looking in...

...I turned my back on myself again... I got to turn my world around, cos it keeps on knocking me down...



I just can't be part of anything, can I? I'm always late... Why? Okay, there's at least one group of people who I somehow feel comfortable being with, and I have fun and it's nice. But what about the rest?
I'm in the argentinian Avenged Sevenfold Street Team. A small group of people. You'd think that after a few months, you'd feel part of it. Nope. I've probably been in it for a year (maybe a little more) and I still feel as awkard as the first time I met with them. I've also thought about 'quitting' it, but I decided Avenged Sevenfold deserved a little help from me, after all they've done for me.. (even if they have no idea about it).
Then, there's this forum. I already knew that most of the users there were already friends from another forum, but I thought I'd be able to become part of the group. Wrong. I heard about it from some friends. This forum is about a book saga. They talk about the characters & everything even outside the forum, but I'm never talked to about it. I 'disappeared' from that forum for months, and when I came back, nobody noticed (and it's not that I never posted or anything).

See? This and many other reasons are why I feel like I was a ghost or something. I'm there, I'm here, people know me... but it's almost like they didn't remember me. (My ex-classmates, from Primary school, have been organizing to get together this weekend for a few days now. Nobody remembered to invite me, except for someone who sent me a message today.)

So, after all this that always comes to my mind from time to time, since I've always felt like this, I leave you with one of my favorites songs that always makes me remember why I have to be hopeful :) Wait for me, California! I'll get there, even if it'll be in a few years...

♥

Same old feelings...

Podría desaparecer y nada cambiaría. Tal vez... bueno, sí, en casa sí. Pero nada más. El resto sería igual... seguramente un "che, Teff está re desaparecida, ¿no?", "Sí, mal"; y ahí quedaría. Nada más...


...pero bueno, todavía estoy acá, así que haré lo posible por disfrutar al máximo mi estadía... ^^u

Quiero.

Quiero cagarme de hambre. Quiero sufrir. Quiero preocuparme. Quiero saltar. Quiero gritar. Quiero emocionarme. Quiero llorar. Quiero crear. Quiero inspirar. Quiero imitar. Quiero que me imiten. Quiero hacer llorar. Quiero hacer sufrir. Quiero hacer que los demás griten conmigo. Quiero hacer soñar. Quiero saber que hice sentir lo que me hicieron sentir.
QUIERO QUE TODO GIRE EN TORNO A LA MÚSICA.

(In English: I want to fast. I want to suffer. I want to worry. I want to jump. I want to scream. I want to get excited & emotional. I want to cry. I want to create. I want to inspire. I want to imitate. I want to be imitated. I want to make others cry. I want to make other suffer. I want to make others scream with me. I want to make others dream. I want to know that I made others feel what I've felt. I WANT EVERYTHING TO REVOLVE AROUND MUSIC.)



...Just that ♥

Edit:

Another night follows the day
Like a child does to its mother
And everywhere I look, I see your face
On the face of others
And I can't escape the pain...

All the questions I went through
I never told myself the truth
I turned my back on you and me
Cause I was scared to see
That we weren't who we used to be
So now I'm...

Trying hard to let go, let you go
But I can't seem to loosen my grip
Trying hard to let go, let you go
Let you go, go...

I feel an emptiness inside
A part of me already died
When I pretended to go on
Like everything's ok

Then all we built began to fall
As I began to lose it all
I shut my eyes and set me free
Cause I was scared to see
That we weren't who we used to be
So now I'm...

Trying hard to let go, let you go
But I can't seem to loosen my grip
Trying hard to let go, let you go
Let you go, go

You're all that I ever wanted
You're everything that I need
But now it's finally over
Time for goodbyes
I need it so now I'm...

Trying hard to let go, let you go
But I can't seem to loosen my grip
Trying hard to let go, let you go
Let you go, go

I'm trying hard to let go...
let you go, go...

Just to make it clear, in my case, this isn't about 'love'; it's about me & my best friend. Yeah. It sucks. I just hope that we can re-build our relationship; we've both changed... so much. At least, I have. Her? I don't know. I haven't talked with her long enough in all these months to be able to tell, so I'm basing my opinion in the brief moments we've had... And yes, all this might sound so exaggerated but she helped me so much, she made me feel understood, something that no-one else could... She wiped that terrible loneliness I felt...

This is why I hate to depend on others.