domingo, 19 de octubre de 2014

Most of the time when I get stressed, I just lay in my bed with my earphones dreaming about who could I be if I wasn’t myself. Trying to fly away from problems. Rozalén helps me when I feel like that.
There’s a lot of people who don’t know who she is, I’m lucky to know who she is. Rozalén is one of my favourite singers, and I had the pleasure to kiss her and hug her twice, talk to her and smash the myth that famous people live all above us. When you talk to her… I don’t know, it’s just like when you hear her music, it touches your heart to see that she’s just like you.
One thing that makes her even more special is that she sings to everyone, even deaf people, taking her music to every corner of the humanity. 
I had the chance to listen her twice in live, and I'm bringing her to this blog today for you to listen her. I was meant to write about cute things in this blog, so here’s Rozalén and here’s her music.


This is 'Eye in the sky', a cover that she made of the band Alan Parsons Project, live in Romea's Theater (10/10/14)

And here I post some photos I took of her the same day in this concert:



 Here's when she started singing with no mic. I'm sure all of us could hear her from every place of the theater... It was awesome.


And avoiding my face, here I am with Jose and Rozalén. 

It was a magic night.


miércoles, 15 de octubre de 2014

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lunes, 13 de octubre de 2014

Respect is something that we learn when we are young. Most of us learned to respect everyone's choices or decisions, but not all of us do it when we feel secure to criticize someone's decisions.
This summer I was walking with my boyfriend on the beach, when five or six twats turned back when they realized we were holding hands. They began to yell at us things like 'fags', one of them said: 'Oh my god, why?!', and I thought: why what? Why are you such an asshole, or why do not love yourself enough to love other people's life? I assumed he was straight (or a gay that it's still in the deepest side of his closet), and I respect that as I should be respected for being happy. 
It happened again while we were shopping, a girl and two boys, all of them were black-colored skin, starred at us and also screamed at us something that I did not want to understand. So I just think, you were probably bullied for being black (and I am not being racist), you understand that you are black and you understand that you are human, so why do you treat other people like you were treated if you were not happy being treated like that? Why do you want to make unhappy other people? You are black. I am homosexual. Both of us are human.
I just try to respect everyone as much as they respect me, and I wonder what would happen if heterosexuality would be treated as homosexuality. 
Here you can watch a little video where you can feel the same as I felt when I was a child, and the same as I feel when I go out pretending to be happy in an unhappy society. 


martes, 7 de octubre de 2014

It's funny to think that you know yourself, but the funniest thing is when you discover that you don't know anything about you, at least until you fall in love.
I used to think I was not jealous, and then I surprised myself looking at my boyfriend's Dropbox account pictures. He has one with his ex, and I don't blame him, but I felt like the whole world was tumbling down. I started thinking if he was better than me, why was my boyfriend with him?
One way to face being jealous is having confidence with the one you love, so I just asked him about his past life. It's surprising to see how much we do have in common, at least making mistakes like dating assholes. And I apply that to myself too, I've dated a few twats in my life...
The point of writing this is that I'm opening myself to a new world that I've never visited before, I guess, and of course because I have to write in this blog if I want to pass my exams with a good mark!
I bet everyone is a little bit jealous inside even if we don't want to recognize it, and I also bet that I will have to be patient about it and trust my boyfriend: he chose me and I chose him.
By the way, what I meant with that was only to think while I write about it, in how much I have changed in three months...
For fuck's sake, I'm in love!