Spiriting.

Fourteen days until the exams.
List of movies I need to watch again:

-The Fight Club
-Aladdin
-The Gamers
-Spirited Away
-Babel
-Hard Candy
-The Lord of The Rings
-A Clockwork Orange
-Thor, no I hate that movie.


I should stop caring and give a fuck about everything.

I'm in that mental state where I need to listen to The Pixies,  Peter, Bjorn & John,  Radiohead,  Strokes, Norah Jones and Little Dragon. Pequeño Dragón. Pequeño Drogón.

Everyone's leaving, I'm still with you. We could stick around and see this night through.

Silhouette in the Horizon.

 Rewatching Game Of Thrones. Actually, watching it "for the first time", since the first time I watched it I didn't get it.

 Finals in some weeks. Colours In The Wind.

Shake Down 1999.

 Oh thanks, Rorschach Doodle, I already know I'm sick. So tomorrow I'm talking with this apparently dick I have for professor.

 That Game Boy battery turned to be only 6$:

Kanto's Challenge.

I ordered badge stickers of Kanto's badges. So far I have Rainbow Badge

, my all-time favorite gym leader, Erika. Or maybe Sabrina.

Within Shades.

Presiento que hay algo en el viento,

Se siente como la tragedia en mano.

"Sally's Song", esc. Danny Elfman (The Nightmare before Christmas)

Why do people even celebrate Halloween it's not like it is an autochthonous fest.

Tomorrow I have to tutor this gurl, and she even had the nerve to ask me to do the exam for her.

Ugh, tomorrow I have to talk with the principal again. And that lazy fuck of preceptor.

But at least I have a nice book to read tonight.

And somehow I wish it was always Halloween.

And that every day snowed.

And that every day was night.

Perfect darkness.

Cancer Boy.

Hola, oscuridad, mi vieja amiga,

He venido a hablar contigo otra vez.

Porque una visión suavemente aterradora

Dejó sus semillas mientras yo dormía.

Y la visión implantada en mi cerebro,

Aún permanece.

Entre el sonido del silencio.

En insomnes sueños he caminado solo.

Por calles angostas de adoquines,

Debajo del aura de un poste de luz.

Giré mi cuello al frío y humedad.

Cuando mis ojos fueron apuñalados por un destello de neón

Que dividió la noche,

Y tocó el sonido del silencio.

Y a la luz desnuda vi

Diez mil personas, quizás más:

Gente hablando sin conversar.

Gente oyendo sin escuchar.

Gente escribiendo canciones, de voces que nunca existieron.

Y nadie se atrevió

A interrumpir el sonido del silencio.

"Tontos", dijo yo.

Ellos no saben que el silencio crece como el cáncer...

"The Sound of Silence", Simon & Garfunkel (circa 1964).

In deed one of the best lyrics and melody I've ever heard.

Asa Ni Benkyou Shimashite.

Well I'm seeing J today.
I've been so hungry since morning.
I learn more with the Internet that with classes.
Japonesporlibre.com and teoria.com are my saviors.
Sword Art Online! I'm getting addicted to paper crafts.