F*CK 2005

First of all, Gracias Kiki por la idea, tenia writers block, pero me inspire en tu idea *lo siento*, algo larguito so bear with me..pero quiero compensarles..

Ok Lets see...2005 has been a very exciting year. Many things have happened..and nonetheless I feel like I am back at the same exact place I started from.

January...I started to get involved in CERTAIN physical activities for the first time...Yeah yeah Im a late bloomer..SO WHAT?! F*ck YOU! Actually no, F*ck Me! muaaahahahaha OH yeah..And my birthday ROCKED.


March...Viene Semana Santa. We laughed, drank, ate and danced on fascination street in JArabacoa...it was a blast.


April...Red Party at Clos...many nights out being social and what not. Thats what normal people do isnt it?


May..One of the most awesome parties..Erick Morillo at caribbean sun....this year just keeps getting better and better doesnt it..


June..OH WHAT A DAMN GREAT MONTH!!!! I joined the dominican workforce and moved to another *although somewhat bigger* crappy apartment. SO NOW I have a job, and I have to pay rent at a place I dont even like. IT sucks to be an adult. I wanna be 5.

July, August, September, October, November....What did I do? Party, drink, go to school, work, rinse, repeat. Best thing I got out of these months was meeting these great people in Stgo. You know who you are, I love you guys! Especially YOU, yeah, YOU. OOH and Keilas wedding...my beautiful sister...This rocked.

Ok..End of the year..DECEMBER!!! F*CK YOU!!!!!!!!!
So many things have happened this year but I feel nothing has happened at all. Sure, there were many parties, and many *ehem* sleepless nights..But...why then do I face myself going to therapy once more..I have a condition..

And Also!! This was sweet...
"Yo tenia tu contrato en la mano pero despues de hoy solo te digo, BUSCA donde vivir"PO nah...
Lets celebrate, my first landlady kickin me out...WOO HOO.


So to sum up...
I partied and drank and by the way got excellent grades in college..but Im going to therapy, got kicked out of my apartment, gained like 10 pounds AND am not even doing what I started out doing this year...
*Sigh* FUCK 2005.
Songs for this year???
Fito Paez- La Despedida..
Tengo que correr, tienes que correr a toda velocidad
a toda velocidad ...

Tres Años de Volverme una PUPU

Hoy Dia 7 de Diciembre, hace 3 años, nacio lo mas bello que ha llegado a mi vida:

LUCAS ANTONIO BATISTA

This is my nephew. This is my church. This is where I heal my wounds.

I do not have words to express how much I love this human being. Its absolutely ridiculous.

Witnesses can verify it, me vuelvo una soberana PUPU cuando hablo o veo fotos de Lucas.

I`m always the tough one, the one that doesnt cry, that believes that everyone is evil untill they prove me wrong. EVERYTHING that I so firmly state and affirm, turns to PUPU when I think about this child.

Lucas es el primer niño en mi pequeña familia estilo Brady Bunch. 5 hermanos, 3 de padre, 1 de madre y yo la unica de los dos. Todos se matan entre si, y yo como el ombligo en la familia, en el MISMO MEDIO. Llega Lucas...se aquietan las aguas, todos se reunen alrededor de la camita en el hospital, y suspiran cuando lo ven meterse los dos deditos del medio en la boca, maña que conserva hasta ahora, sus 3 años de edad. I think hes going to have the personality of his Dad, my brother. He`s a hell of a funny guy. What do you think?

Anyways, thats enough mushiness for today. I just wanted the world to know that like all "superheroes", I have my weak point too. This is it.

El Origami Degenerado Parte II

I have to say...the fact that my friends rack their brains trying to come up with crazy nicknames for me makes my day..

It was not enough to leave it at El Origami Degenerado... NO.

You can imagine the kind of friends I have, that they call me the Granny of the group. ME?!?! Of all People!!!! The one that has a reputation for breaking in new tabletops in bars across the country. ME!!! The one that organizes the romino parties , the strip dominoes (lets not even go there). ME!!!
Why? Porque yo soy la primera siempre en saca pie, deja a toel mundo ahi hasta en mi casa e irme a acostar. Oigan ESO!
I dont give a f*ck! Im not gonna be lying upon my desk all hungover the next morning with my head the size of a melon and my stomach in knots. (Although, been there, done that)

SO

All of the factors above have earned me the nick name of...

+

= Origranny Degenerado. =

Me.

Lovely....

El Origami Degenerado

Does everybody know what origami is?
Its an old art of folding paper into these "extraordinary" figures. They can make ANYTHING into origami...ITS FASCINATING..I can barely contain my excitement as I write about it.
*Sigh*




So anyway..you might ask..What the hell does origami have to do with me? Allow me to explain.

I get together with my domino buddies, and we're sitting at my house, playing, watching a movie. My apt is tiny, and there were a few of us, so one of them (the beloved El Morfa) gets up to use the bathroom, me cruza por encima, donde yo me encuentro obligada a hacer acrobacia para que el pase, y le digo...VIEJO pero y QUE EH? Me va pone como un origami ahora??
Ay pa que fue eso....

Everybody starts cracking up...EL ORIGAMI EL ORIGAMI....no me dejaron en paz...la noche entera: Callate que lo origami no hablan. Ey Lo origami no juegan domino tampoco.

Sheesh.

Ahora..los que me conocen..saben que tengo una mente...eh...how do I say it...uhmm....
Sumamente Morbosa.

Yeah..I know its not ladylike...but oh well..
So my friends, no se contentaron con simplemente llamarme el origami.
Nooooooooooo. Thats too simple.



Soy el Origami Degenerado.
Lovely.




Thats Me ---------------------}

Selling the Drama

and to love: a god and to fear: a flame
and to burn a crowd that has a name
and to right or wrong and to meek or strong
it is known, just scream it from the wall
-Live, Selling the Drama

I dont want everyone to think that all I do in my free time is sit and moan and complain about my life..because that is not the case.
Between all the whining I do have a life and I Go out and do normal things and party without giving a second thought to all the drama...And let me say..some of that drama is HYSTERICAL..
I was out on friday with my guys (El Ogro, el negro y evander)
and I was victim of the WORST pickup line EVER. It came from someone Ive seen very few times..
"Mi amor dame tu telefono"
"No viejo, yo tengo el tuyo..."
"Ah bueno..pues conservalo..que yo salgo bueno..a mi me guta mucho rap*r"

BUAJAJAJAJJAJAJJAJAJAJJAJAJJAJA

SEÑORES DE POR DIOS!!!!!!!

I understand that sex is great and its something most people would want to have like on a daily basis (those lucky bastards that do..)
BUT SERIOUSLY....who would that line work on????
No me costo mas remedio que reirme..imaginate...Hay que tener MUCHOS cojones para saltar con una asi....

Everyday I make my friend Taisha's day with my drama..Most of it is boo hoo so sad I wanna puke...but alot of it...keeps me and her laughing when I have nothing to laugh at.
Ive gotta learn to sell my drama..alot of it is not worth keeping!

Compartan..epliquenme si han oido un un pick up line peor que ese..pq yo no lo creo...

Tired Of Me

You say..hold on to the reigns..I say let them go tonight..
My brain wavesConfused between what is and ain’t...
Tired of the water...Tired of the wine..Tired of the future..
Tired of Time..
Live- Tired Of ME
This is me......
Im so tired...of everything..
Im tired of working, of college, of being dissapointed, of waiting, of hoping, of trying, of dying..
Im tired of waiting for a second chance
Im tired of trying to project something
Im tired of drinking
Im tired of smoking
Im tired of going to bed late and falling asleep in class
Im tired of my job
Im tired of illusions
Im tired of disillusions
Im tired of being scared
Im tired of procrastinating
Im tired listening to emptiness
Im tired of mental dualities
Im tired of smiling
Im tired of being me..I need a vacation from myself.

I've been lying here holding the grass in its place,
Pressing a leaf with the side of my face,
Tasting the apples to see if they're sweet,
Counting the toes on a centipede's feet.
I've been memorizing the shape of that cloud,
Warning the robins to not chirp so loud,
Shooing the butterflies off the tomatoes,
Keeping an eye out for floods and tornadoes.
I've been supervising the work of the ants
And thinking of pruning the cantaloupe plants,
Calling the fish to swim into my nets,
And I've taken twelve thousand and forty-one breaths,
And I'm TIRED!
-Shel Silverstein (my favorite poet)

Y Vuelveeeee la Vida Musical de Gabi

I walk a lonely road
The only one that I have ever known
Don't know where it goes
But it's home to me and I walk alone
-Green Day...Boulevard of Broken Dreams


Ok..I have been so negligent its not even funny...Yo no se que vaina eh pero
me da un trabajaso sentame a ecribi en ete bló. PERO AHI VA!!!
For better or for worse..Im in a completely different place in my life right now..Its like someone bitchslapped me and sent me naked into Siberia (thats a really weird comparison I know..)
In less than a few months Ive found myself with a job, bills, responsabilities that I didnt even want to know about...MIelda NO me puedo ir de bonche, eta semana toca paga la lu! No puedo comprame eso zapato, el 1ero toca la renta..
WHATS HAPPENING TO MEEEEEEEEEEE!!! (cue the screechy horror music)

Señore eto de se gente grande no eh facil.....Y mas cuando realmente no quieres acceptarle and youre still clinging on to your old self for dear life. Im gonna post some before and after pictures, a ver que me dicen.

Ahora, en serio..I want to HOLLA at my BITCHES and PIMPS that I have neglected..
CLo: Yo siempre creo que te cuento to lo k me paso y termino no contandote nah, parece k nuestra relacion ta en una etapa de Alzheimers..lo siento vieja..de velda. Pero no eh pq yo kiera..you know youre my half a lime. :**
KIKA: Han pasao 3049281038409 de cosa en la vida de las dos ultimamente y no hemos podido hablar...pero mire mi hermana...las palabras estan demas. En nuestro caso, nuestra relacion esta algo autista...pero nah, pronto pronto..tu sabe que tu ere un moro aparte. :***
YORCH: Viejito, te dije que tarde o temprano me iba a inspirar..Ive had like a 3 year case of writer`s block...pero viene bloooooooog...Gimme some support, youre Mr. Blog 2005 MUA!
A los pocos fans de mi blog: Preparense...que me toy por inspirar...Stay tuned..i have tons of neurotic rambling to do...

The day the world shit on me

WELL
I think everyone can relate to me, we've all had a day where the world decides to sit on it's sadistic golden toilet and crap on its victim of preference..
SO I wake up this morning, PLANNING to cook something for lunch but my stove was on strike and only one burner was working..so..NO LUNCH.
When I board the public transportation I thought things were looking up since the driver decided to take a shortcut, allowing me to get to work faster....HA HA says the world, wait till the day progresses..
I arrive at my office to discover that NO, they have not done anything concerning my office supplies, A.K.A. I have no phone, no computer, no pens, no pencils, NOTHING. I rue the day I decided to work at a brand new company....Minutes tick, I make a few "important" phone calls from the phone thats about a mile away from my desk..And then proceed to sit and look pretty the rest of the day.
Meanwhile, I keep calling the sommabitch thats supposed to install the air conditioning...and He is NOWHERE to be found, probably looking at his caller id and avoiding my calls..
To make a long story short.....a couple of cigarette breaks and gallons of sweat later, I counted 27 people in the minibus on my way home which SHOULD take me 20 mins but took an hour. It was raining, there was no electricity and no water in my house.
I wonder what tommorow will be like.

Madrigal

"Yo a tu lado no siento las horas que van con el tiempo..ni me acuerdo que llevo en mi pecho una herida mortal..Yo contigo no siento el sonar de la lluvia ni el viento..pq llevo tu a mor en mi pecho como un madrigal.."

So Im sitting here..and this song comes on...which brings me such sweeet memories...Of me at a time when innocence was still around..Sitting by my Dads feet watching him and hearing him speak with my Godfather over their glasses of Black Label.

Sweetness being something I feel has been dying in my vocabulary....I'd like to make a small list of those things that every now and then conjure up that scarce and missed feeling...

-The image of my nephew Lucas falling asleep on my chest

- My brother Robert calling to say..Dimelo sucia..because thats the way he expresses the fact that he misses me.

-When my Dad calls me silly mushy nick names

-The way my mom calls me 2309283290 times a day just to say whats up, and no matter how much I say: TU SI JODE, she always manages to say I love you.

God..I wish I could sit and appreciate more of that in my life...You know how time passes and you turn cold..and things change so much and shift out of perspective and you forget who you were and how simple things were? I wish I knew how to handle it.

Sweetness...*sigh*

Greetings from The South

SO...Im here in South AMerica...in Guayaquil Ecuador to be exact..and wow..Que belloooooo es aquiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii...AHora tengo que aclarar que no hay nada como Rep. Dom. pero realmente esto esta hermoso. Quito, que ciudad mas impresionante, entre montañas..limpio como no he visto nada, fresco, moderno..wow.
Aqui en Guayaquil, I was sitting at this little place called Fashion Cafe drinking a martini and listening to morcheeba. Seriously, the world is a small place after all; I felt like Iwas in NYC again. It was absolutely Lovely..
The best part of my trip Id have to say was sitting at this Virgen beach called Punto Cayo or something. BELLOOOOO I shall post pics soon. It looked like something out of a magazine, or something like in that movie Y TU Mama Tambien. AWESOME.
*sigh*
All this said.
Im ready to go home :P

Feels like Home..

"And I thank you..for bringing me here..for showing me home...finally I found that I belong here...."
Ey...realmente pase un rato super agradable. I did something unconventional y me sente en el monumento con unos panas a hablar donkeyfeathers y a beber vino. Mieh...que apero se sintio eso, asi viendo todas las luces de santiago y filosofando..
I'm on vacation. Im oficially a lazy ass bum. And I dont know what to do with myself now...I still think I have to get up and read a book or write a report or analyze something...BUT I DONT! :D
It was a shitty day..but It had a nice end :) Things arent as dark and excruciating as I thought..

Here is a Song from the wrong side of town...

So I was thinking today..(yes I actually was) about what a big freakin deal music is in my life..
And it is a BIG deal... Puedo relacionar cualquier situacion de mi vida, cualquier persona, cualquier relacion, cualquier momento con alguna cancion.

oh now feel it comin' back again like a rollin' thunder chasing the wind
forces pullin' from the center of the earth again I can feel it ---Live

Asi mismo me siento...como que el centro de la tierra me jala en diferentes direcciones..y vienen las nubes y los truenos y el viento sobre mi....Simplemente la tempested que hay en mi mente..
It's not that I feel bad...Im just in a kind of Limbo state...Don't know whats real, where Im standing, whats going on? This is where music comes in...Como que le da una cierta perspectiva y un balance a todo...
Today I'm listening to music that I consider auditive orgasms: Live, Dave Matthews, Pearl Jam, Ryan Adams, Depeche Mode etc..
Todos estos son de la mejor calidad...y justamente creo que eso es lo que le esta faltando a mi vida..calidad en muchos aspectos..
I do alot..but it's better to have quality and not quantity in what you do...

I see the world, feel the chill Which way to go, windowsill
I see the world's on a rocking horse of timeI see the birds in the rain
I'll ride the wave where it takes me...I'll hold the pain...Release me... ---Pearl Jam

Mi Ley

Dice Beto Cuevas:
Ya nada me ilumina ... Se cierran las ventanas por mi ley
Y aunque intente pretender no ver.. Lamentado estoy aquí
Horas y horas... Sin poder gritar
Por mas que trato.... Más me cuesta

Yo creo que le pase los lyrics de esa cancion a el. Straight from the recesses of my mind..
Me refiero a MI ley. A mi ley estupida y necia de alejar a todos los especimenes que se me acercan. Look at that, I cant even refer to them as something other than weird creatures.
Ok, so lets say I decide to, HEY cut myself some slack, vamo a dale un chance a ALGUIEN....POOF there I come with my attitude and my contradictions y quedo borrado del mapa.
Yo lo que toy eh loca, mi mai que si.
Pero nah, yo me pregunto si habra alguna asociacion como Alcoholicos Anonimos para gente como yo, so I can stand up and say: Hello, my name is Gabriela, and Im addicted to not letting anyone get close to me :)
What would it be called? Paranoicos Anonimos? Yonoquierosabedenadie Anonimos?
Que chipeo hehehehehehehehe... Me FUI en Una!

Cerati, Cerveza y Centro Leon

Hoy pase uno de los ratos mas aperos de este año. Me sente con mis panas Izzy y Julio a ver el DVD del Concierto de 11 Episodios Sinfonicos de Cerati en el Centro Leon aqui en santiago. I got goosebumps...God bless that man. Me he sentado miles de veces a oir ese cd pero nunca me imagine la diferencia al VERLO! Cuanta arrogancia, cuanto ego...que grande es saber que se es un genio!!! Cuanta pasion emitía el conductor, mientras que e !@#$%$ de Cerati simplemente miraba al publico de reojo, perdido...lejos...se iba en una..
You've gotta love and appreciate genius.
During all this..yo me fui en una no, en VARIAS..I felt like I was sitting in central park in NYC watching a movie...It was magical. The moon was halfway in the sky, and the cellos and clarinets and the horns in the background......*sigh*
See? There is a sentimental side to me, at least concerning music.
P.D.
Las pequeñas tan a $25 en el centro leon....LOVELY!

Me in one of my many interests..No Im not a stripper ok...haha

US! La segunda, la telcio (yo) y la primera. Two of my best lady friends :)

How is That?

Maybe its because I study psychology..But I always ask myself....Como asi? HOW is that?
Hence, the name of my blogspot. Como asi? es un dia en la vida mia. Cuestionando todo. Sometimes I feel like a two year old...Mamiiii porque???? Que eh esooo? hehehe..
But anyway...me van a tener que excusar el spanglish, pero eso eh un fallo de mi sistema. I think in iiiiingliiish and translate everything. Que mangú cerebral....
So, How is it that I created a Blogspot? Puro y sincero aburrimiento, buscando YET ANOTHER way to express myself..
Lovely.