Sobbing weather (June 2010)

As the day started a joyful sun came up in the sky.
He was happy that he had made it through another day. The morning mist covered all the grass, birds were singing on the trees… Just another day on the Earth.
As the day went by the sky started to hear screams coming from the land. He heard screams coming from China. People were complainig about workers’ abuse.
Sky kept on travelling and as he got to the Middle-East heard screams of dispair, lost relatives in wars and prayers for peace to arrive.
Then he got to Africa and heard screams of famine, of thirst of water, of diseases that could be erradicated if they had the resources to do so.
In the evening he arrived in America and all he could hear were screams of anger, people fighting over power in the stock market and complaining about a dirty sea because of a tremendous oil spill provocated by terrible human errors.
As he got to the Pacific Ocean all he could hear were the animals. They were really quiet. The sky demanded them why the didn’t complain about anything at all. The answer they gave him was really disturbing:
- Why should we keep on complaining? No matter what we do, humans keep on destroying themselves and the planet as well. No matter how hard we protest and try to make things better. No matter how many years we get on strike. Nothing matters anymore! All we have left is hope. Hope that one day the human race, will wake up and learn that we all have to do is live in harmony. Hope that they realize that if they manage the resources properly there will be more than enough for each and every living creature on the Earth. Hope that they realize there’s no need to fight and destroy in order to get what they aim for. Hope that in the end, they do not lose the hope.
And so, the Sky made a pact with the Sun. He would unveil storms and hurricanes and droughts and cold. That would be the only way humans would look up in the clouds and make the following reflection: They were being punished for having acted so badly and if they wanted the Sun back again they would have to make some serious changes; starting now.

Im on TV (June 2010)

The most unusual thing happened to me last Sunday night.
I was at home, sitting on the couch, watching The Godfather II. It was about midnight and there was silence on the street.
All of the sudden I begin to hear people screaming and laughing. Next thing I know is: the doorbell starts ringing. I go and open the door and there is a camera and a Tv reporter filming and making me questions.
They came into my living room and started to ask me questions about how much did I pay for attending to the University, how much my rent was, what would I change in order to improve…
Yes just like that: A celebrity called Aída Nízar, very famous here in Spain, was asking my name and all of the following that I already mentioned.
After the interview they left with the same speed they came.
I must say that I was in such a state of shock that all I did was to light up a cigarrete, sit down and keep watching the film.
It wasn’t until the next day that I realized that next friday I’m gonna be on TV talking about politics, economy, studies, etc…
People still don’t believe what I say. They’re all gonna get together, sit down and watch this TV show next Friday.
I hope at least it makes sense all that I said. From now on, maybe, when I’m home I’m gonna try to wear nicer clothing. Just in case the President comes knocking at my door. ;)

Trust (june 2010)

Ok, this is not quite the post I wanted to share today but I really have the urge of telling you what just happened:
I live in a residence hall at the University campus. So far so good.
Summer is getting closer, temperatures are raising up. So in order to keep the appartment fresh whe have all doors and windows open while we’re at home.
And here comes the story:
Exactly 15 appartments away from ours there’s a house we’re they have a very cute young cat.
This wintertime, while I was studying in my bedroom there was always this cat staring at me from the other side of the window.
One night, on my way to the trash container i saw him in front of that particular door staring. It was pretty cold, so I rang the doorbell and this girl who opened the door said it was his cat. She alleged that he always escaped.
But for some strange reason this cat feels a special bond with me. So this morning the first thing I saw when I opened up the blinds was the cat looking inside.
And half an hour ago, as I was sitting quietly on the sofa sipping some coffee, what do I see? A pair of eyes staring at me from behind the sofa: the cat again.
So I’ve grabbed him and taken him back to his appartment. Funny thing that when the owner was going to take him, he would not separate from my T-shirt grabbing it strong. As if saying: No, please! Don’t leave me here.
Well the owner and myself were quite shocked. First of all, I’ve never given him treats or food so that he loves me. Secondly, the owner looks like a very clean and agreeable person.
Conclusion: Am I an animal magnet?
They say that babies and animals feel the good or bad in people.
If so: How come that it takes lots of time and effort for adult people to trust each other?
When did we lose this instinct? Or is it the society we’re living in that makes us so distrustful?

Quiet evening (May 2010)

So I’ve been playing guitar from 4 to 11 PM today. I guess I felt musical, for lack of a better word…
Probably I should stop drinking beer, go to bed and figure out tomorrow how to manage my new Tumblr.
Oh yes, sometimes I just love to sit down and drink beer, smoke some cigarretes and listen to good music or even appreciate the silence of late hours. Like none of you ever did that, huh?
Tomorrow I have a very busy day. I’m meeting an old friend, we’ve never seen each othe since last millenium (1998)… Will we still have something in common to talk about? I’m nervous about this rearrangement. We’ll see how it turns out. Hopefully we’ll have a polite talk, the how’ve you been part and then the promises that next time we’ll make it shorter. Like that’s gonna happen. I mean: either we live in the same country or have similar holidays to visit each other or perhaps next time we see each other we are full of wrinkles. LOL
Seriously now: I love the people who no matter how long it’s been, when they’re around they think of you. Even if it is just to give one kiss and a warm hug.

Honesty overdose (May 2010)

Taking a quick look at my Tumblr I’ve realized that lately I’ve been quite cranky: complaining about everything… This is not the way Elena!
Perhaps I should start posting more pictures and videos and keep my writing for a novel, soap-opera or whatever! LOL
Step 1: Getting a good night sleep.
 -That might be a good beggining-.
Ps: Consider that I’ve always been more prone to Edgar Allan Poe’s writing than to Danielle Steel’s one. I guess I’m never going to be the girl that searches for unicorns, catches butterflies and giggles for it. So if you people are looking for something as frosty and sweet as Candyland I sincerely suggest you go find it somewhere else. Because I don’t see it happening in this blog.

Feeling hopeless (may 2010)

Why on Earth every time I suggest we go to see a concert nobody will be willing to come with me?
This June is coming to Rock in Rio, Spain, one of my favorite artists: John Mayer. And since this festival is set in Madrid and not in Barcelona nobody wants to come.
I can’t describe how hopeless I feel right now.
You might say: well, you could go all by yourself.
No way! How can I do that? What if something goes wrong and no-one’s there? Besides, going to a concert all by yourself is a bit sad. Who can you share the maximum moment of enjoyment with?
If I had a chance to meet the musicians, I would think about it. It would be worth it. But otherwise, go there singing and jumping all alone is a weird picture. I don’t want to look like a cat-lady, if you know what I mean. Or listen to the comments of other people like the time I went to see the RHCP on my own and I had to contain myself. It’s not like I want to go crying like a teenager or something but hey, it’s good to have somebody to share it with.
To have friends for this… And then tomorrow they drag me to a concert of a Spanish group called Aslándticos(their music gives me the creeps), just because I’m the only one that has a car and can approach them here. So unfair…
Pshhh…

So tell me where you're coming from.

So apparently, the Ad Sense people think I lack of content to be considered for the program. 
Apparently they don't know my Tumblr background (why should they?).
So here we go!
I will post some of my Tumblr's older favorite posts just to be good enough for them faster. 
I am being real here. 
So do not call me selfish or anything.
You want it, go work for it. 
And if you can speed things up a little with your own creations...
Is that hurting anyone?
The answer is NO.
Plus, if we come to think of it, people who never saw my Tumblr account will have something to read to so they understand me better.
You want it 'adsense', you got it.
Here we go!