04 julio, 2009

Carta a mis hijos II

Algún día, y siento ser yo quien te lo diga, los necesitarás más que el comer.

Todo empezará con un pincho en el recreo, como quién no quiere la cosa, o preparando un examen de matemáticas (siempre será uno de matemáticas) en el que no sea fácil la solución. Después pasareis por etapas difíciles, en el que verás que ellos son como tú, humanos, pero sus fallos te dolerán mucho más que los tuyos. Ten algo presente: tú también los tienes y ellos se sienten igual contigo.

Cuánto tengas más edad y sepas de qué va la cosa ( y empieces a disfrutarla) te encontrará la peor parte, os tendreis que separar. Quizás sientas que no puedes encontrar a otros nuevos o peor, que no sabes cómo hacerlo. Es mentira, después de un tiempo de asentamiento conocerás el terreno y podrás empezar de nuevo. No te olvides de que nunca se sabe quién es de verdad y será para siempre. Da siempre una oportunidad.

Lo más importante es que te mantengas como eres. Es preferible que te quieran un poco por lo que eres a que te quieran mucho por lo que no eres. Siempre busca tu felicidad y recuerda que ellos buscan lo mismo que tu. Nunca hagas nada que no quieras que te hagan a ti, pero si lo haces, que sea por una buena causa. Si sólo es por satisfacción, disfrútalo. También de esos momentos vive el hombre.

En definitiva, espero que te mantengas como eres y que tengas la suficiente personalidad como para derribar los muros que se atraviesen. No te rindas jamás, los amigos son para siempre.


26 junio, 2009


She was more like a beauty queen from a movie scene
I said don't mind, but what do you mean I am the one
Who will dance on the floor in the round
She said I am the one, who will dance on the floor in the round

She told me her name was Billie Jean, as she caused a scene
Then every head turned with eyes that dreamed of being the one
Who will dance on the floor in the round

People always told me be careful of what you do
And don't go around breaking young girls' hearts
And mother always told me be careful of who you love
And be careful of what you do 'cause the lie becomes the truth

Billie Jean is not my lover
She's just a girl who claims that I am the one
But the kid is not my son
She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son

For forty days and for forty nights
The law was on her side
But who can stand when she's in demand
Her schemes and plans
'Cause we danced on the floor in the round
So take my strong advice, just remember to always think twice
(Do think twice)

She told my baby we'd danced till three, then she looked at me
Then showed a photo my baby cried his eyes were like mine (oh, no!)
'Cause we danced on the floor in the round, baby

People always told me be careful of what you do
And don't go around breaking young girls' hearts
She came and stood right by me
Then the smell of sweet perfume
This happened much too soon
She called me to her room

Billie Jean is not my lover
She's just a girl who claims that I am the one
But the kid is not my son

Billie Jean is not my lover
She's just a girl who claims that I am the one
But the kid is not my son
She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son

She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son
Billie Jean is not my lover
She's just a girl who claims that I am the one
But the kid is not my son
She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son

She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son
She says I am the one

Billie Jean is not my lover




:(

19 junio, 2009

Abelardo del Valle, de 12 años, acabó ayer las clases después de conseguir su particular reto: ser siempre el primero en llegar al colegio. Lo ha hecho durante 600 días.


Esta noticia es verídica. No sé si la pongo por gracia, por terror o por pena. Seguro que en el futuro este niño le quita el trabajo a uno de nosotros...

18 junio, 2009

11 junio, 2009

In the army - Status Quo


A vacation in a foreign land
Uncle Sam does the best he can
You're in the army now
Oh, oh, you're in the army now

Now you remember what the draftsman said
Nothing to do all day but stay in bed
You're in the army now
Oh, oh, you're in the army now

You be the hero of the neighborhood
Nobody knows that you left for good
You're in the army now
Oh, oh, you're in the army now

Smiling faces as you wait to land
But once you get there no one gives a damn
You're in the army now
Oh, oh, you're in the army now

Hand grenades flying over your head
Missiles flying over your head
If you want to survive get out of bed
You're in the army now
Oh, oh, you're in the army now

Shots ring out in the dad of night
The sergeant calls (stand up and fight)
You're in the army now
Oh, oh, you're in the army now

You've got your orders better shoot on sight
Your finger's on the trigger
But it don't seem right
You're in the army now
Oh, oh, you're in the army now
You're in the army now
Oh, oh, you're in the army now

Night is falling and you just can't see
Is this illusion or reality
You're in the army now
Oh, oh, you're in the army now
You're in the army now
Oh, oh, you're in the army now

28 mayo, 2009

El cardenal Cañizares insinúa que es peor abortar que abusar sexualmente de un niño.

Esto ya no es para indignarse, es para asustarse. ¿Es tanto el fanatismo de la Iglesia que no se dan cuenta de que sólo consiguen que su "rebaño" se aleje más de ellos?

Qué vergüenza.

24 mayo, 2009

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