jueves, 11 de octubre de 2012

My Halloween plans

Just to give another update to my blog, I'm going to talk about the plans I have for Halloween since many people give it a high matter which make anybody guess they have had great times in past events.
Accordingly to my personality and attitude, I might be an elderly man for a large group of people, actually, a real elderly man seems to have more fun than me in that kind of days. Nevertheless, let's face it, I don't have the greatest fun they usually have, not outside asking for candies or going to a costume party, but for sure I enjoy that dark feeling the day arrives with, especially for its weather which is usually cold and rainy. If I adore rain and cold in ''common'' days, now imagine the much I enjoy looking at people with cool costumes down the pouring rain, not because of their disgrace but for the sublime feelings I can get.

Taking that apart, I also contribute with those who still like going outside and asking for candies, since my father also think of them. He has the habit to buy a few bags of sweets in order to make me give them to people. I can also highlight the way my father's mood is in that day, It tends to have an increase in his creativity.
Concluding, I must state I don't have a bad time in Halloween days, neither bitter, and that's caused by the joy that group of abstract things provide me.



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miércoles, 19 de septiembre de 2012

How my day finished

After arriving home in the afternoon everything is way too quiet and only noisy when I put on some music, but today was not that way. It was more like a nightmare for me alike to somebody who loves having apathy in his life; I was officially perpetuated and possessed by the living room's sofa in company with a sickening heat that only helped to make the afternoon a bigger sacrifice; the rest is repeated until 6, when I finally went out of what looked like an unlimited abyss, decided to make my dinner, and some other stuff that are needed the next day.

Hours went faster in the night as usual, with my father around and his buzzy radio, you'll get desperate If you're not used to the fact that he will always be listening to it.
I spent some time on social networks, blogs, youtube, and many related stuff, which have no end, and you finally finish possessed by them too. Minutes later I began to exercise; It was getting kind of late but I knew I had to, taking into account that I spend one or two hours working out.

Night was getting it's ''adolescent'' phase, but fun was just starting, since most of the people go to sleep early and heat lowers down, so I tried to make the most of my free time to look for things I might need in the future and chill out with some more music.

Midnight was arriving and I had the opportunity to check out a band before going to bed; It was the recognizable group Crystal Castles formed by Alice Glass and Ethan Kath. I must say It was really impressive to listen and watch some of their videos are probably orgasmic, most of all because of the composition of rage and mid-range distortion. Once again I fall one step more in love with experimental music and It's related genres. It's not for everybody, but If you're  looking for new stuff to beautifully make yourself fly, they're a good option.




Crystal Castles - Baptism



How my day started

So I was asked to tell how my day started, yeah, another weirdo's day life.

Even if It's not impressive at all, I got to say my wake alarm might be the nicest thing to hear, no matter If it's at 6 AM; even though, it doesn't always give me a pump up, and today was not an exception.
After looking to a wall for five minutes I decided it was time to go to take a shower which was not that creepy as some people mention it. Twenty minutes later I was already dressed up and ready to feel the cold breeze outside my bedroom which is pretty comfortable but awkward at the same time, I mean, not  all houses have that temperature difference.

Eating breakfast is not that joyful anymore, since I don't want to ask my relatives to take me to the university anymore, and as I can't deal a lot with that lonely desire inside me, I'd rather take the bus the rest of my studying life; they may thing it's a silly idea but I'm not worried about that.
Hurry increased and a nice nervous feeling increased, my father was not at home to argue about the much time I spend before leaving, so I did my best to rush.

I believe I counted fifteen or twenty buses before the one I needed arrived; nevertheless, I finally took it. The rest is pretty common, without avoiding the bright sight the sun usually attacks me with right before class starts.