Well, many things have been going on lately. And, even though I may look alright in the outside, I was in the need of a little break: a little break to think.
Do you know when you are doing some kind of work, or assessment or anything that is taking long and you are putting your whole self into it and suddenly you finish? Then, you feel empty. All that work has been done and now you have nothing to do. This is something that occurs just from time to time. Normally we start doing something else right away we end up the big thing. Like at work or anything. Even in our relationships we try to meet someone right the week after we got heartbroken. But yes, from time to time, the thing seems so big that you don't... you can't do anything: you just sit in front of the telly or on the beach or anywhere you can see people walk by and expect time to go by.
So, OK: I moved to this island, I had my exams, I was very busy, then a friend came to visit (Life is fucking Good sometimes, huh?)... and then... nil... nothing... niente... nada. The emptiness. I felt so empty suddenly. Just waiting for the results of the exams. Well, I got them all in the end and they were
So, yes, things have been going on: the Gay Pride, the 4th of July, the horrible train accident in Velència, and today the visit of the Pope to the same city for the International Encounter of the Family.
Well, I don't have much to say about those things. Obviously I am happy for the Gay Pride: an acquaintance said that it should all stop already: we've got what we wanted already... Well, darling, we haven't got ALL what we need just yet (social stuff must be done asap) nor for Tansgender's; besides, from the right moment we get ABSOLUTELY everything wee need we must still go on parades and demonstrations for another hundred years to remember those who didn't have it as good as us (when I say absolutely I mean worldwide).
The 4th of July... how unfortunate. Not for the US, but for North Korea.
València: I am so sorry for the families but, again, I can see the difference with the other country I know: the UK. When the bombs in Madrid on March 11 2004 I wasn't in Spain, so I lived everything from the distance, reading British newspapers. When the attack in London I wasn't there, and I lived everything in the distance, much closer, perhaps, as I know many more people in that city than in the Spanish one. And I saw the difference on how media and street people treats this kind of news. I was very surprised, really. But now, I lived it from here and
I just think is stupid. Who cares what that woman thought. I don't even want to know how the people who lost a relative feel. It is their lives and they must be sad enough to be asked for a local television how they feel. I don't understand that kind of Spanish feeling that whatever happens to the neighbour is like it happened to myself. No, it is not. Sorry... it is so unfortunate, people died, but we can't do anything now. Let's let them Rest In Peace.
Well, at least it was actually something important as, when the singer Rocío Jurado died last month it was the same: non stop news from her house's garage door saying "nothing has changed since last connection five minutes ago".
Another funny thing of that Pope thing is that the media, and the Vatican, are talking bullshit about the fact that Zapatero isn't going to the mass tomorrow. Navarro Valls, the Vatican's Public Relations or something, who is Spanish by the way, was asked about that and he started saying that when they went to Nicaragua, Cuba, Poland (when still communist), etc., the prime minister went to the mass... The reporter, though, said something like "Well, yes, but (whatever) president of the US and Chirac never went... so what?", which I thought was very intelligent (we only keep in mind what we want –hope you learnt something of that Mr Navarro Valls! Do you know what a Newspaper Library is dahling? That reporter knew, indeed).
Sorry...
I am saying you but I don't mean you, guys, readers (unless you are that kind of stupid people who speed, drink and drive, don't buckle up, and do all those bad bad things that kill people in the roads). Oh, those kind of things just make me mad. Grrr... I don't understand how can someone just, you know, think it is fine not to buckle up. I would just put the driver into jail when caught with someone in the car that has no belt. This is just off!
But what I think is worse are the motorbike riders... Especially if they are not wearing the helmet. Grr...
Please, British people, you may help me: I heard on one of those talk shows that in Britain there are not "Please, buckle up!" adverts as is common sense to do so and you don't need to ask people. Is that true? I can't remember.
Spain is a mess... What the hell I am doing here?
Well, I am going to Space now.
BTW, do you know who Bez is? I didn't, so I have to research a bit.
Listening to: Petra Magoni and Ferruccio Spinetti - "Musica Nuda II"
SAME DAY UPDATE: my brother fell asleep so we are not going clubbing... next Saturday.
1 comment:
I needed some time to think about ALL the things you've written about but here is my comment :P
- the emptiness is a strange feeling at the beginning, bc is a strong change from the previous situation. but you'll get used to it soon.
- the reactions about the visit of the pope are a nonsense. it's like a pop star concert, but the audience believe they have the real truth.
- the accident became a tv show, with interviews, reconstructions, debates, etc.
- there is a lot of stupid people who drives. it's scary.
- did you enjoy Space?
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