My latest craze: "3D text". I found this website by sheer chance and I haven't let it go much. That's why you see the odd banners in the last few posts. If you wanna spice up your text too (just a bit, nothing fancy, this is not the epitome of graphic design).

Click on the banner up there, in any case I put up the link on my link list at the right. Enjoy! ^_^

The iPod died Saturday night. Today I went to CompUSA to exchange it, expecting an unpleasant time and unsatisfying outcome. The result?


iPod Photo 60Gigabytes

... had to pay no difference, only spent $40 more on an extension on the warranty. Now I see it pays off.

It gave me a bit of a twitch to the heart, to leave an iPod that's been with me for ... hey, for how long? half a year? well, but it had gone through some rough times with me ... I almost felt like crying ... however, new iPod (no name yet)... welcome home.

^_^

It had to happen. After 3 consecutive weekends of spending hours to no end (pleasant and not-so-pleasant) with my family, I had to escape.

Friday night - Eze complied with my whim to go to El Hipopótamo, a Spanish-owned (I think) small restaurant. I had this craving for Serrano ham and some beer, and I got it. Some quality time with Eze, followed by a nice hang-out at El Jíbaro (Río Piedras) with him and Cristina and Syndia (is that what the name is spelled like?). A few beers, too much rain for my taste, and some music. The night ended early. I had to wake up early.

Saturday started early, at about 7:30AM. Eze surprised me by getting up and joining me in my quest for: 1) the dashboard centeriece that was missing for my car, 2) my car's license, 3) my brother's birthday gift. Then I took him to the supermarket. The idea was to get some water (I think). He ended up making some full-fledged grocery shopping. Dropped him off at his apartment and headed home. Whatever happenned that afternoon is blurry. I know I helped some with the laundry, and I know I did some exercise. But it's blurry to me. The day started again when I headed out to the radio station with my sister. A mellow evening of music and gossiping a bit with friends. Then to drop my sister and her girlfriend off. Stopped by the 7-11 to wait a bit for Eze. Had a nice time there (who knew a convenience store would make such a comfy place to talk about whatever, just like in El Cojo, but without the alcohol?). Then I followed Eze home.

Sunday started off with Hotel Rwanda, the telling of a genocide in Rwanda in 1994. Suffice it to say this movie makes you ashamed of being alive. I cried much less than I felt like crying. It broke my heart and I was unable to follow the plan of watching Dogville after that. We dawdled a little after that and then Eze surprised me yet again, and decided to join me to Border's Cafe in Escorial. Mari was supposed to bring some plugs. I have it in mind to get a 4 gauge on each earlobe. She wasn't able to get the plugs she wanted to give me, so it will have to wait a bit longer. However, she and Pepe got me the following belated birthday presents:

A black T-shirt with this design on it:



Another gray shirt with a design of Alice (in Wonderland? Through the Looking Glass? who knows ... ^_^ ) with the Cheshire Cat. It reads something to the effect of "I am not all there" ... these shirts were in my Wishful Thinking list since I saw them. Mari and Pepe are the best! Thanx, guys!

Plus Mari went and gave me something unexpected:


Miyuki-chan in Wonderland

A Japanese anime adaptation of Alice in Wonderland. Quirky. Sexy. Over the top. ^_^ Good thing to really start a collection of Alice in Wonderland stuff (plus I bought the actual books on Saturday, to read them through for real - not the adapted-for-children stuff I read years and years ago).

The night ended too early, I'd say. But then again, this morning I woke up with some difficulty. Sometimes thing work out for the better.

Just for the sake of writing

I find myself being less tolerant of others lately. Some cynism might have found its way into my system ... may be the water. Still feeling like I don't know exactly what I'm waiting for ... my upcoming trip to FLA? moving out of my mom's spare room? dropping those 20+ extra pounds which make me look hideous? cutting my hair into a more manageable/kooky/trendy style?

It's like suddenly I stopped living in the future, none of my "plans" excite me into ecstasy anymore. There are a few things (like all of those mentioned above) which I want to do, some I am doing already (like the diet, which is going ok, considering that half my pot-belly is gone and my mother says the weight loss is noticeable around the hips ... or the hairstyle change, which I made an appointment for in a week).

But my usual pasttime, my favorite, daydreaming, doesn't happen all that easily anymore. :-( Something is missing in me: the child-like illusion that "tomorrow holds a better surprise yet". I don't know what took that away from me. It makes me sad that somehow, at a certain point or juncture, I lost the ability to dream.

Is this what "being an adult" feels like? If this is it, even though it's not terribly disgusting, I wish I could go back to the extreme ups and downs, the emotional outlook on life. The extreme happiness combined with the depressing down-times. I don't want a gray life. I want my vivid-colors filter back. :-(

Whoever took it: please return said item.

Well, finally the dreaded weekend came and passed, but not without leaving a few stories behind to tell.

Thursday, after work, I rushed home to get out of my work pants and into a pair of jeans, to coax my sister into my car (she does need coaxing... if we were to move at her pace, the world would be a sloth bear waiting for the sun to spin around it). The plan was to make it to Escorial by 6PM and hold places for Eze, Popu, David, Alfonso, Iohann, Crappy, Cheo, Pepe ... did I forget anyone? sorry if I did **blush** Got there in time to make second place (btw: the movie was Star Wars: Episode 3) and waited for Eze to arrive so he could hold place in my stead (I was quite hungry, hadn't had dinner). Well, during the whole wait 'til 9PM, we were able to eat dinner, argue with the ushers, argue with some fellow line-holders, have a nice conversation with Pepe and later with Alfonso, and eventually get irritated at the heat, the line, the world in general... oh, and see an ankle biter of less than 3' of height wearing a Darth Vader helmet. Yep ... fun fun fun at the movies, specially when it's second day of showing a movie that brings too many people to the theatres.

I didn't worry much about the time we got home. Friday was my sister's high school graduation. Not worrying was a mistake. I woke up much more tired than I went to bed. But "show must go on", or so said Fred Mercury. I expected the graduation to be a long pain in the ass. It was actually short and sweet, to the point. No use in prolonging a painful experience. I was able to take a few charming snapshots. No crying was involved in this particular ceremony. Weird. It's almost as if these kids held no nostalgia for the school they were graduating from. I'd say they were glad to be out of there. Very bland, indeed. Usually these events are characterized by hordes of weeping, hugging, reminiscing teenagers. Not this time around. Either the school is that fucked up (I don't doubt it) or the generation in question is not as emotional as ours was (I don't doubt it either, but the school is fucked up).

After the graduation (which was attended to by my mother, my sister's girlfriend, and myself) the proverbial "celebration lunch" had to be held (yes, I guess it's a cultural thing: after a graduation, you HAVE to eat). And of course, the place to head to is usually Graduates Haven: Dennys. This time was no exception (I remember: my graduation finished at midnight, 10 years ago ... we headed to Dennys, nonetheless). I called Eze to invite him (Dennys is pretty close to his workplace) so he popped up! ^_^ so cute of him to join.

The lunch was uneventful, however everyone insisted the service was terrible. Could I be so absent-minded that I didn't notice this? Either that or reading the Waiter Rant Blog has given me a different outlook on what a waiter has to go through. I think I said a few cue things to help them understand it's not easy working at an under-staffed restaurant filled with a crowd of mainly students and families flocking in from a graduation ceremony 10 blocks away. We left the minimum tip. Sorry. :-/

We headed home immediately. The idea for me was to head right out to Xtreme Auto Body (a workshop where I ordered the dashboard piece missing in my car) and then to work. But I fell asleep. Profoundly asleep. 'Til almost 5. It felt like I had passed out. Then, I woke up feeling sick (the usual lately: allergies, sinus congestion, etc). I had promised to take Vivi (my sis's gf) to her house. I did (I did, right?) and then I picked Eze up to go for a brief dinner. The craving? Serrano Ham @ El Hipopótamo. What we did? Churrasco steak & tostones @ Dos Pinos. I still owe myself that Serrano ham with a nice, cold beer. Went home early enough to pump myself full of meds and go to sleep right away.

Saturday started out earlier than I would have liked: 9AM ... to be in time for an appointment at 12PM. My mom is a bit of an overkill at times. But this once around I think it worked well. Time enough to run to the post office and to the drug store to get a few bottles of water and soda for the road (I keep forgetting my mom sees any trip longer than 15 minutes as an expedition) . We got there in time. And it didn't take more than 3 hours: my sister, my mother and me - hairstyles and plus. My sister got a beautiful hairdo, like a crisscross of hair forming a net falling to the back of her hair, very pretty and dainty. Plus, seeing her with straight hair is a treat that won't be repeated for a loooong time. My mom got the layered haircut she always wanted, but had never gotten due to ... I'd say incompetent, untalented hair salon workers --- no, those are NOT stylists. Then she got her hair straightened out and styled with a blower. I think she might trade stylists. ;-) I got a high updo, quite 50's or 60's style. And a trim. And got an appointment for the fortweekend. I really need a change.

Well, after 2'45", we were ready, so we rushed home to get ready. It was 3PM and we had to be at the hotel at 6PM for the family photo shoot (oh, how I hate that!). So rush rush, prim prim, clack clack, we were out the door by 5:45 PM. We got there quite on time: the photographer was setting up when we arrived. The whole photographer and wait ordeal was stupid, boring, prolonged...

People apparently get airs of superiority when they dress up. Proms are an excuse for young girls to learn how to do this (and how to teeter-totter in high heels, set themselves in uncontrollably vapid banter, and lose their virginity - if they haven't yet). The whole group filed in and profiles were read for each grad student: Name, who was walking in with them (mom, dad ... there was a poor soul who was marching in with her boyfriend's father, makes me wonder), any characteristic which might have stood out enough for the popular pricks to notice and jot down into that little, silk-clad, beaded notebook of theirs (poor nerds, they were probably "friendly and sociable", even if they were never invited to the populars' table), and where & what they were going to study (as if it were written in stone! there was this one girl I truly admire, who braved having her profile declare she was admitted to General Studies ... yes, she's headed to try it all and arrive to an informed decision on what to do with her life ... loser **insert rolleye smiley here**). Most kids had these very important-sounding future careers and studies plans jotted down on their profile. I guess they haven't realized that sometimes life doesn't work out like a planner book. Let's see how many of these teen sluts become pregnant by age 22.

The rest of it was a joke: mediocre food, and flocks of people rushing the buffet tables, because apparently they didn't eat all day to make space for the "delicious hotel food" they were gonna eat

... excuse me? The chicken was fucking overcooked, dry and bland.

Then the music, cranked up to ear-piercing volume -- and bad music at it, nothing I could actually enjoy, plus I might be wrong, but nowadays they play merengue, and almost no one goes to the dance floor like they used to. Kids these days are disconnected from their parents' tropical eagerness. But then play some reggaetón and all hell breaks loose. I tried finding my sister in that human knot that immediately took shape in the front. Mission: Impossible.

I decided to kill time by walking back and forth throughout the hotel with my brother (long talks ensued) and my mother (beer-drinking from a foam container in the trunk of my car ensued). We enjoyed a bit of classical music being played at the wedding reception being held in the space accross the hall (in juxtaposition to the horrendous cookie-cutter beats blasting from my sister's prom). We saw a girl sitting on a wheelchair, with an ice bag held to her head, later learned that a light bulb had fallen on her head in the bathroom (that must be a real bummer: having a lightbulb crash on your head in your prom night ... nearest thing to Carrie you can get in this island). We had the chance to have a silent argument over table spaces with this bitch sitting accross us (supposedly, a reporter; to me? a cheap $4/hour whore, dressed up in Kress Formalwear) Well, my sister makes me proud: she bailed at 11PM. Short and sweet. Thanks, Chichi! Kiwi and I will always thank you from the bottom of our hearts.

Got home, ditched the poppy skirt for a pair of jeans, the flat, black pumps for some nice, comfy slippers ... called Eze, jumped in his car, headed to oblivion... well. actually to his parents' in Toa Baja, but good enough for me. Yesterday was as relaxed as could have been. Thanx, Eze! ^_^ Now...


back to reality. THANKFULLY!

Intellect for the "less-than-masses" ... one ... TO GO!

I'm sleepy, not in the best of moods... I don't know where this one came from, but all touchy-feely tendencies are far gone ... right now I'm sleepier than most days at this godforsaken time (nearing 3PM) and I wanna sleep far away from everyone and everything. Just pop into a bubble and float far away. At least until next sunrise.



My apologies to everyone involved. I guess I will feel better in time.

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It's been intense...

Few instances of what's been happenning to me have popped up in this blog. I'm talking about only a week, maybe less, of things happenning in my life. However, they're many and intense, and all interrelated.

#1 - I got this brilliant idea for Father's Day. Given it that Mother's Day was at best ho-hum, at worst totally dreadful, I decided to give myself and my Dad the best possible gift. Out of the blues and without asking all too many people, I bought a plane ticket to Fort Myers, FLA. Obviously round-trip (for those who fear for either my mental sanity or my tendencies to flight ... or both, yes, it can happen). For five days ... however, I forgot one little detail: work. Now it's all up to Mr. Dreyfous's humanity to see if I can go on the appointed date. Otherwise it's another wad of $$$ out of my pocket to fix that little mixup.

#2 - All the while, I am getting these flight spasms (you know I had to get them somehow) ... what I mean is --- I want out of my mother's house. I'm sick of it. I'm sick of having no space (either physical or emotional) and no peace. Things with mom are getting a bit out of hand. The peace truce is over, it's time for me to move. A good friend tells me she's about to buy a house... so let's see what happens, but I offered at least a year of help and company. I think we could help each other a lot that way.

#3 - Issues with Eze. Yeah, but that is not for me to discuss here.

#4 - Big issues with my mom - cuz she totally deserves another point for herself, all alone.

I just hope I can get to see my Dad ... and move out of home. Bide my time, yes ... I know...

An image

... speaks in a million voices what the heart won't say.


Funny how we already seemed comfortable with each other, even if we weren't even a couple yet. We've come a long way since then, but it still feels brand new.

un cuestionario

Sacado de Pulsorock.com (hacía tiempo q estaba buscando una pendejá de estas ... entretienen a veces):

1. ¿Qué hora es? -- 9:44AM


2. Nombre Completo? -- Diana María Campo Rossy


3. ¿Tu apodo? -- En el net tengo varios: diana_dhevi, Anais, tangerine_dream, dhevi. En lo personal, sólo tuve uno hace muchos años... [CENSORED]


4. ¿Cuando es tu cumpleaños? -- 8 de marzo


5. ¿Signo zodiacal? -- piscis

6. ¿Edad? -- 27 años

7. ¿Que escuchas ahora mismo? -- "Fillip", Muse (del album Showbiz, 1999) a través de Pagan_Poetri's Launchcast Station

8. ¿Estas comiendo algo? -- nah, muy temprano aun.


9. ¿Estas tomando algo? -- agua de a sorbitos ... soy una fucking esponja.


10. ¿Número de calzado? -- 8


11. ¿Color de pelo? -- pintado de negro, con raices (y brotes!) brown con muchas muchas canas, especialmente en la parte de alfrente.


12. ¿Color de ojos? -- marrón oscuro


13. ¿Algo que te trauma? -- no current traumas underway


14. ¿Que color de ropa traes puesto? -- gris oscuro (estoy en un estado transicional de vuelta al negro)


15. ¿En donde estudias o trabajas? -- trabajo en una compañia local (PR) de tecnología para la educación. Pretty fun place!

16. ¿Qué idiomas hablas? -- inglés y español (ambos escritos y hablados fluidamente)


17. ¿Qué es lo que haces en tu tiempo libre? -- juego con mi **nuevo** Gamecube, conectarme al internet cuando puedo, ver TV (de vez en cuando), hablar con Eze, compartir con mi familia, hacer ejercicios, dormiiiiir... etc etc .... no es como q tengo un pasatiempo definido.

18. ¿Tienes tatuajes? -- 3 en total

19. ¿Perforaciones? -- 7 rotitos aparte de los que la naturaleza me dio.


20 ¿Algo que tienes puesto siempre y no te lo quitas? -- la pantalla de la lengua, la del ombligo, y 3 de las 5 perforaciones en mis orejas.


21. ¿Lo primero que piensas cuando despiertas? -- "diez minutos más! SNOOZE!"

22. ¿Qué hay en las paredes de tu habitación? -- por el momento, nada. Tengo un poster de Labyrinth esperando a q le llegue el marco para colgarlo de la pared:


23. ¿Qué hay debajo de tu cama? -- polvo y dos maletines de rattan con muñecas viejas ... creo q es eso, puede q me esté equivocando y q estén vacías, pero sí, hay dos maletitas child-sized de rattan.


24. Qué música te gusta? -- si vienes aquí, te enteras.


25. ¿Cuál es tu color favorito? -- negro, rojo, algunas tonalidades y combinaciones de verde, algunas combinaciones de rosita, azules bien oscuros o gradaciones de azul hacia verde.

26. ¿Coleccionas algo? -- figuritas de elefantitos y tortuguitas, dos de mis animales favoritos


29. ¿Persona a la que admiras? -- a mi papá, por haber llegado a una serenidad de ser q no todo el mundo alcanza con todos sus años encima, y a mi novio, por llevar una vida q no compromete sus ideales y siempre los lleva presente en todo lo que hace.

28. ¿Tienes alguna fobia? -- a las abejas, y aun asi me regodeo en esa fobia mediante las películas de terror de abejitas, y los documentales



29. ¿Tu programa de tv favorito? -- ALIAS

30. ¿Caricatura favorita? -- Megatokyo


31. ¿Deporte favorito? -- natación (me gusta observar, yo no practico nada)

32. ¿Comida preferida? -- comida árabe (arroz con almendras, cordero, hummus, yummm!), jamón serrano, comida italiana

33. Ultima Pelicula Que Viste? -- dammit, can't remember!

34. Ultimo Que Comiste? -- desayuno: huevo frito, tocineta, tostada integral con queso suizo low fat

36. ¿Hace cuanto que no te bañas? -- desde ayer en la tarde (creo yo... jejeje!)


37. ¿Bebida (no alcohólica) preferida? -- agua :-D en serio, es lo q más tomo y es un resuelve cabrón

38. ¿Bebida o trago preferido? -- Corona con limón

39. ¿Alguna vez has tomado tanto que hasta perdiste la conciencia? -- sip! no fue cool, hace tiempo largo no lo hago


40. ¿Supersticioso/a? -- un cara-!

41. ¿Que libro estas leyendo? -- Neuromancer por William Gibson (aunq la lectura está en pausa por el momento)


42. ¿Cuantos timbrasos antes de contestar el telefono? -- depende de qué tan rápido encuentro el celular

43. ¿Si fueras una crayola, que color serias? -- sería de las crayolas esas q son un revolú de colores, seguramente entre gris, negro y plateado


44. ¿Shampoo preferido? -- el que haya en casa, honestamente no tengo preferencias, excepto cambiar de shampoo de vez en cuando, por aquello de variar un poco.

45. ¿Pasta dentrifica preferida? -- últimamente están viniendo unos sabores extrañísimos, como vainilla con menta, cítricos, etc ...

46. ¿Helado preferido? -- napolitano :-)


47. ¿Dulce favorito? -- dejé los dulces hace como dos meses

48. ¿Juego (de mesa o computadora) preferido? -- ahora mismo estoy jugando Animal Crossing y Metroid con relativa frecuencia, pero me acabo de comprar Harvest Moon, asi q vamos a ver como me va con ese ... tengo a Eternal Darkness estancado :-( pero espero sacarlo del olvido pronto ... y quería jugar Halo, pero la copia q me dieron está corrupta aparentemente.


49. ¿Algo que odies o que te moleste? -- la deshonestidad, la hipocresía, el materialismo, la intolerancia

50. Carro Preferido? -- me gusta mucho el diseño de los Volky Beetles de los años 70



51. Palabras o frases que mas usas? -- usualmente no estoy consciente de esas manías hasta q alguien me lo diga ... bueno, está el "Qué mal!", pero he terminado pegándoselo a todo el mundo en la oficina, y eso a mí me lo pegó todo el crew de FA.


52. ¿Un defecto? -- demasiado emocional

33. Una Virtud? -- demasiado emocional (curioso no? puede servir a favor o en contra mía)

54. ¿Tu mejor rasgo? -- no, no, i don't like to toot my horn ... cada persona encuentra q mi mejor rasgo es algo distinto ... no todos coinciden

55. ¿Tu peor rasgo? -- demasiado emocional (no te lo dije?)


56. ¿Nadaste o nadarias desnudo/a? -- lo haría, pero en este país no hay sitios donde hacer esto sin que asedien a una.

57. ¿Momento mas triste de tu vida? -- el incendio de mi casa.

58. ¿Que buscas en una pareja? -- que me respete, que me complemente, q me entienda, q me inspire, que me apoye, alguien con metas propias, con ideales, con valores, tolerante, alguien q me haga reir, q se lleve bien con mi familia, q se lleve bien con su familia también (que tenga presente siempre el valor de lo que es la familia), alguien q le guste viajar, q pueda comunicarse conmigo, q podamos llegar a un punto medio ... afortunadamente lo tengo todo ya en mi pareja actual.

59. ¿Momento inolvidable o muy importante en tu vida? -- hay muchos, pero el más reciente q aun resuena despues de 9 meses, es el primer beso con Eze ... eso cambió totalmente el rumbo de mi vida


60. Mejor Sentimiento? -- la felicidad sin temor

61. ¿Quien es tu amor platónico? -- amor platónico no, pero sí un platonic crush ... y mejor que se quede así, funciona de lo más lindo asi.


62. ¿Has hecho sentir mal a alguien? -- de seguro lo he hecho sin darme cuenta, pero adrede han sido pocas las veces ... creo yo ... o será q se me olvida cuando lo hago?

63.Persona a la que odias? -- ahora mismo estoy en paz con todo el mundo

64. ¿Tienes novio (a)? -- si!!! ^_^

65. ¿Que es lo primero que le notas al sexo opuesto? -- la mirada ... de segundo, la sonrisa

66. ¿Estas enamorado/a? -- SI!!! ^_^


67. Antes de eso estuviste enamorado/a? -- he estado enamorada antes ... varias veces


68. ¿De la misma persona? -- eh? esta pregunta si q no la entiendo ... de qué misma persona?


69. ¿Amaste tanto a alguien como para llorar? -- siiii... una sensación sumamente confusa


70. ¿Qué le dirías a alguien y no te atreves? -- usualmente cuando no me atrevo a decirle a alguien algo, es cuando tengo problemas con esa persona, o cuando quiero que me dejen en paz ... para el último caso, envío mensajes no verbales no muy sutiles que digamos.

71. ¿Persona la que nunca vas a olvidar? -- hay varias, no sería justo nombrar solo una.

72. ¿Persona que extrañas? -- a mi papá


73. ¿Te han herido emocionalmente? -- varias veces también, pero yo me hiero fácil ... afortunadamente esas heridas sanan fácil también.


74. ¿Haz guardado secretos? -- sí, pero no por mucho tiempo, casi siempre le comento a alguien algo


75. ¿Carta o mail? -- mail, es más rápido y fácil


76. ¿Frío o calor? -- frío (odio sudar)

77. ¿Adidas,Nike o Reebook? -- ninguna de las anteriores, pero vi unos tennis marca Danskin lo más monos el otro día y mi mamá se los compró ... lindos lindos ... mis tennis son marca Champion, compradas en Payless.

78. ke prefieres noche o dia? -- noche ... o atardecer ... siempre es más emocionante

79. ¿Verano o invierno? -- invierno (hay mucha festividad en invierno, muchos días libres, es lindo)

80. ¿Hot dog o hamburguesas? -- hamburguesa (al menos tengo más control de lo que me estoy comiendo, si es que los hago yo)

81. ¿Pepsi o coca cola? -- ninguna de las anteriores, tomo agua (aunq solía tener una adicción FUERTE con la Coca Cola)

82. cerveza o vino? -- cerveza (el vino da resaca mala)


83. ¿Disney o warner bros? -- Disney ... pero solo por Lilo & Stitch y Alice in Wonderland ... y bueno ... Finding Nemo ... y ... :-( okei, hay q admitir que de vez en cuando se la comen, pero son unos capitalistas de mierda, y no estoy de acuerdo con que se lucren con tooodos y cada uno de los detalles posibles vendiendo mierdas a sobreprecio.

84. ¿Mc donald´s o burguer king? -- ninguna de las dos ... eso es derrr diabloooo!

85. ¿Domino´s o Pizza hut? -- nope, prefiero la pizza de subway

86. ¿Rosas o tulipanes? -- tulipanes

87. Tímido o extrovertido? -- tímid@

88. ¿Playa o montaña? -- una playa al lado de una montaña, asi cuadramos


89. ¿Eminem o sean paul? -- Eminem

90. ¿BMW o peugeot? -- Peugeot (en Colombia lo más que hay son esos, la BMW está overrated ... aunq si me regalan uno, no me quejo ... lo vendo pa lante y me compro un Toyota)

91. ¿Dulce o salado? -- acido! :-D

92. ¿Chocolate o vainilla? -- vainilla (aunq el chocolate me encanta, pero empalaga más rápido)


93. ¿Tema de conversación más detestado? -- chismología en general, ya sea tanto de farándula como personal


94. ¿Las tormentas te gustan o te asustan? -- me gustan aunq no me gusta ver cuando provocan pérdidas graves o muertes.

95. ¿Relaciones o solo sexo? -- relaciones, siempre y cuando sean buenas ... el sexo sólo también puede ser bueno, pero siempre y cuando se mantenga claro q es sólo eso: sexo.

96. ¿Besos o abrazos? -- un abrazo puede consolar y reconfortar más que un beso, pero eso no quita que un beso pueda ser lo más rico del mundo.


97. Y hablando de sexo..

- ¿Sexo sin amor, has tenido o tendrías? -- he tenido, no me arrepiento


- ¿Persona con quien te gustaría hacerlo? -- ahora mismo no tengo a nadie en mente con quien no lo haya hecho.

-Fantasías? -- un threesome con mi pareja y otra mujer

- ¿Hoteles? What about them? -- Hoteles? muy caro ... hablemos de moteles, q son un resuelve para sexo y mucho más aun para dormir cuando estás lejos de tu casa.


98. ¿Quienes de tus amigos te conocen de más tiempo? -- J.J., que me conoce hace 16 años


100. ¿Quién es el/la más escandaloso? -- hay par por ahí que son "escandalosos", cada uno a su manera.

101. ¿De quién recibiste este e-mail? -- no fue un e-mail, lo saqué de un foro.

102. ¿Quién de tus amigos vive más lejos? -- de mis amigos, creo q todos vivimos relativamente cerca, de mi familia: mi papá que está en Florida


103. ¿Quién piensas que responderá este mail más rápido? -- :-S si pensara mandarlo, no sé

104. ¿Quién piensas que se tardará más en responder? -- idem

105. ¿Nombra a la persona que te gustaría que conteste? -- >.< dijeeeee....


106. ¿Qué es lo mejor que has recibido de alguien? -- de mi familia, apoyo incondicional en las buenas y en las malas, de mi pareja, exactamente lo mismo, a pesar de q hace muy poco nos conocemos.


107. ¿Quién es la ultima persona a la que besaste? -- a mi novio, ayer




109. ¿Cómo te ves en diez años? -- con más canas, estudiando todavía (o a lo mejor ya lo habré logrado todo), viviendo fuera de casa de mi madre (knocks on wood), igual de rebelde, igual de confundida con la vida en ocasiones... pero más conforme con lo que tengo.


110. ¿Qué cambiarías de tú vida? -- absolutamente NADA. Todo se ha dado como un rompecabeza: al principio no encuentras el por qué de una pieza pero eventualmente todo cae en su sitio.

111. ¿Si pudieras ser otra persona quien serías? -- nadie, me gusta ser yo, pero sí me gustaría mejorar ciertas cosas en mí. Si fuera alguien más, me corro el riesgo de encontrarme defectos y demonios internos con los cuales no sabría bregar.

112. ¿Qué te gustaría que te regalaran en tu próximo cumpleaños? -- nada, realmente preferiría pasarla rodeada de mis seres queridos, como en el cumpleaños pasado... ahora, si mi papá pudiera venir...

113. ¿Que es lo que mas te gustaría hacer en tu vida? -- viajar, dedicarme al arte, tener una vida que me satisfaga y haga feliz

114. Despidete: Adiós... (digo, qué esperaba el atorrante este?)

115. ¿Qué hora es? 1:24 PM