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Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Ay, ay, ay!!


Tengo como 10 entradas medio escritas sin tiempo para terminarlas, editarlas, etc. Y a muchos blogs que adoro que no tengo tiempo de visitar. Arrgggg!! Cómo se hace cuando a una le encanta bloguiar y no tiene tiempo para hacerlo?

De vuelta a la frustración, haha.

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I've got about 10 entries half written with no time to finish them, edit them, etc. And I have plenty of blogs that I love and have no time to visit. Arrgggg!! What do you do when you love blogging but have no time to do it?

Back to the frustration, haha.

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Secreto/Secret

S K E R O T L P W F Q A
P Q A Z D J L V M V F A
D J E R L A D V T M P W
A L R I A C H E L R Q O
B K Y L X G T S L W T Y
P W P F C B N H R N L E
D T I L Q D T V B J L A
B T D K W H T P A G P E
H C H L F G T U P Q G F
C T X Q V E B R N T P C

O Z I C D V F B G N H M
Q S U R F T G Y H W J N
I A I K F J G H R I L V
J K C B A L S B C S A M
A X H J B C K J U S A I
V T E T W B X D G I S E
S R T Q P W O E I R T U
M W N E B R V T C W U E
U V A A S D F T H Y E W
B R T Y E S C A D S T Q
O B M H V C B T E I E O
D P A Q M S K M U Y P E
S L W C M S N A K L A M
C K A S N C L J A E D E
D C D A K S N E U I F E
L N F C J K E B W D Q E

H W I N F C I A B V U A
L N A S M C A D P N Q C
O D G H U E F B O I E Q
N Q N O D K I Q 3 N H N
A R I F R Y I F G G B R
F H N B V S F D L G V D
A A H O C K O A S I K L
A N G I X A N S L T K C



In here there is a secret hidden in both English and Spanish. I will give the one who discovers it a prize. I don't know what yet, haha. Maybe you guys can give me some suggestions. If no one can discover what it is, I will send it to PostSecret. Who knows? Maybe they publish it and guess what it is (yeah, right!)

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Aquí adentro hay un secreto en ambos Español e Inglés. Le daré un premio al que lo descubra. No sé qué aun, haha. Tal vez me puedan dar sugerencias. Si nadie lo puede adividar, lo enviaré a PostSecret. Quién sabe! Tal vez lo publiquen y lo descubran (si, claro!)

Un Dia Raro

The above picture is a real NYC train.

On Sunday I hung around 49th street and saw what I had forgotten was supposed to happen there. It was the premiere of Mad Men. Goodness, I got so exited! Specially after seeing one of the actors there. I had never seen this show before, but I got curious one day because Baakanit had mentioned it. I loved it since I saw it, and I cannot believe that I missed the exclusive premiere in my city. The Ad for the event was New York Has Gone Mad. Aw, I loved it. I couldn't stay because I was hanging out with pretty hungry people who don't watch the show. But the event was very nicely set up. They had sat people in tables with white sheets. They had waiters serving them in those 60's uniforms, white jackets, black ties. I even heard that there were people dressed like the 60's competing for a prize. It was very unique and I wish I had planned on going.

On the way to the restaurant I once again remembered by blog friend Baakanit who has a blog about the strange things he bumps into in New York. I saw this homeless guy holding a piece of carton that read: CAN I HAVE A BEER, MAN. Hahaha, so original and honest too, I gotta give him that. I wonder how often people give him money and it was sort of a nice contrast, having just seen the Mad Men event and that kind of advertising. I guess that even the homeless need good advertising, huh?

We ate and then went back to where the event had been. Everyone was gone and things were being put away. I had never sat in those TKTS stairs, but for some reason I did having my coffee. And then I found a funny looking notebook. It was really strange looking. I saw a woman writing behind me and I asked if it was hers. She said no and then I proceeded to read. It turns out that the little notebook belonged to a dancer, and this person writes the most important things about the dances she/he choreographs. Gosh! It was so poetic. I loved it, and then about halfway through the notes, I really felt like returning it. But I have no idea who is the owner and there's too many different numbers and names, also adresses not only from New York, but from other states. So, I've decided to keep it and read it from time to time. Those dance notes can really inspire me to write some pretty neat things.

Anywho, it was a very strange day. But I also loved it. Wow, I even went to a weird Starbucks that didn't have chairs! I looked at the girl behind the counter smiling like if I knew something she didn't and said: excuse me, where are the chairs? She smiled and said that they don't have any, that that's more like an express Starbucks. I thought that was pretty cool. It's awesome for those who need to grab their coffee and run.

I swear I wanted to take pictures and send them to my 'raro' Blother. But I had forgotten to take the camera :D

Old Wounds


Aveces uno no se da cuenta de la razón por la que le pasan las cosas y tenemos que mirar hacia atrás para poder comprender. No tengo miedo de mirar lo más triste y feo de mi vida. Por qué tendría miedo de hacerlo si eso ya sucedió? Es necesario quitarle la venda a la herida, examinarla y dejar que sane.

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Sometimes we don't realize why certain things happen and we have to look back to be able to understand. I'm not afraid to look at the saddest and ugliest things of my life. Why would I be scared if it already happened? It's necessary to take the bandage away from the wound, examine it and let it heal.

Nueva York, Nueva York!


I have a cousin who is visiting from the Dominican Republic. She's 17 and is falling in love with New York. I don't know if I'm doing the right thing by showing her the things that I love the most about this city. I'm not exactly an expert, but there's things I love and know I couldn't leave.

We walked from 33rd street to 47th. There's never anything boring about this city. I bought her a Frapuccino and she has sorta had a crush on Starbucks ever since. Hahaha, not only that, but I also make all kind of coffees in my house and she claims that mines are better (I seriously doubt that). After walking around and introducing her to some of my friends who work around there, we went to 42nd street and she had a Cold Stone ice cream. She was so surprised by it and she again fell in love with the ice cream. We sat at the Starbucks next door to eat ice cream, talk about life, have a few laughs. Hahaha, I hope someone doesn't feel like I'm cheating on her. (I'm such a whore, I take everyone to the same places. Haha) Anyways, so there we saw all of the different people passing by. I said: One the things that I love most about New York, is that you can be anyone you like and no one cares. We're all so different, but the thing that unites us is exactly that. I love New York. I couldn't live anywhere else. Where else could we have so much diversity so easily accesible?

I don't hope for my cousin to want to come live here one day. I don't think she could handle it. She was terrified when I cursed out a pervert who wanted to grab her and talk to her. But I hope that when she leaves, she's a bit edgier and she knows that there's more to life than the people she goes to school with and her immediate family. I hope that one day she can take me to all of the places she loves where she lives, introduce me to her friends and teach me something I don't know about my own country.

Pervert

Tengo una prima que visita de RD, y he estado saliendo con ella, dándomela disque de guía turística. No sé si estoy haciendo lo correcto porque a mi prima le está gustando demasiado Nueva York. Hemos visitado varios sitios en lo que he podido. Y hasta ahora, lo que más le ha gustado, o mejor dicho, lo que la ha vuelto adicta ha sido Starbucks. No quiere salir si en el transcurso del día no nos damos una vueltecita por allá.

Un pervertido en el tren quería hablar con mi prima (tiene 17 años, alta y esbelta, rubia y de ojos verdes) pero el tipo ya lo habíamos visto molestando a otra chica. Pues el tipo y su amigo estaban embelesados mirando a mi prima y el perv se sentó opuesto a ella y casi le toca el brazo. La sangre me hirvió. Salté de mi asiento y le grité que se mueva de ahí con mi cara amenazante. Estaba lista para pegarle si era necesario. El tipo quiso actuar como que nada había pasado o como si yo estuviera loca, pero aun estaba en guardia, solo esperando que me quisiera enfrentar para yo caerle encima. Se paró del asiento burlándose de mí y habló con el amigo como si mi prima y yo no hablásemos Inglés. El tipo que estaba sentado le dijo: Esa es su novia? Y el otro le dijo: No, esa es su mamá. Y este le contesto: no loco, no hay manera que esa pueda ser su mamá.

Yo me senté tranquila. Le cambié el tema a mi prima. Pretendí que no me molestaban, pero aun estaba lista para que si aun lo veía molestando a otra chica, le iba a llamar a la policía por indecente y pervertido.

Este tipo de cosas me sorprende mucho sobre mí. Yo no soy una persona confrontacional. Yo no busco peleas ni pleitos y mucho menos con gente que no conozco. Usualmente no me interesan las loqueras con las que pueda salir la gente. Pero siempre he dicho que defiendo a mi familia y a mis amigos con todas mis fuerzas, y esta vez me dí cuenta hasta cuáles extremos esto puede llegar. Le dije a mi prima: entiende esto; yo soy muy linda y muy tranquila, pero cuando alguien se mete con la gente mia, me vuelvo una animal.

Un amigo me dijo que yo exageré, que mi prima es muy bonita y que eso es normal. Pues sí, claro que es normal, pero un pervertido que ande molestando a todas las chicas que ve no es normal. Si él hubiese sido menos agresivo, más amigable, menos obvio. Si hubiese dejado de mirarle el cuerpo y le hubiese mirado la cara, y si yo no hubiese visto a la otra chica que huyó molesta de donde él, creo que no hubiese reaccionado así.

Ustedes qué piensan, exageré?

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Ahhh!!!



Mucha inspiración y poco tiempo...

Plenty of inspiration and little time...

:( :( :( :(

Friday, August 14, 2009

Uno De Esos Días

Have you ever had one of those days in which the night before you hung out so much, talked so much, laughed so much, that the next day you wake up so very tired that even thinking is a lot of work? I'm having one of those days. Have a nice weekend y'all!

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Alguna vez has tenido uno de esos días en los cuales la noche anterior andaste tanto, hablaste tanto, reíste tanto que al otro día amaneces tan pero tan cansada(o) que hasta pensar es mucho trabajo? Estoy teniendo uno de esos días. Que tengan un buen fin de semana!

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Dexter Season 4 Promo






"Cereal Spiller" Hahaha!

Dexter: El asesino en serie favorito de América. Se estrena el Domingo, 27 de Septiembre a las 9pm en Showtime. Para más de la nueva temporada pulsa aquí.

Dexter: America's favorite serial killer. It premieres Sunday, September 27th at 9pm on Showtime. For more of the upcoming season click here.

Monday, August 10, 2009

At Night...

En las noches, cuando debería estar durmiendo, me encuentro pintando el mundo como el lugar más felíz jamás visto. Me despierto creyendo que mi sueño se ha vuelto realidad. No le digo a nadie, pero sospecho que un día será así. No aceptaré menos de lo que he imaginado. Sospecho que la vida se disfruta solo cuando sabes quién eres y lo que quieres. Creo que lo sé :D y todo lo que he hecho con tal de alcanzar este momento ha valido la pena!

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At night, when I should be falling asleep, I find myself painting the world as the happiest place ever seen. I wake up all happy believing that my dream came true. I don't tell anyone, but I suspect that one day it'll be that way. I won't take anything less than exactly the way I've imagined it. I suspect that life is enjoyable only when you know who you are and what you want. I think I do :D and everything I've done to achieve this moment has all been worth it!

Cortometraje: Pienso, Luego Existes





Página de Mario Viñuela

PostSecret Confessions Video




PostSecret site

Disputa De Recién Llegada


"Amor, cuándo me llevarás a la playa?"

"Mi amor, es que aqui no se va a la playa."

"Cómo que no?"

"No, aqui la gente va a piscina y hace otras cosas."

"Pues vamos a hacer otra cosa. Estoy harta del apartamento, del bendito Univisión, y las benditas novelas. Tu vienes a este país, trabajas como un animal y ni siquiera lo conoces."

"Mami, yo quisiera tener el dinero para llevarte donde tu quieras, y quisiera poder tener el ánimo para hacerlo, pero no lo tengo."

"Pero yo no te estoy pidiendo que me lleves al Trump. Vámonos a andar aunque sea en guagua."

"Tá bien. Yo lo unico que quiero es estar contigo. Pero no te me vallas a enamorar de ningún gringuito."

"Cómo va hacer? Si yo nada más tengo ojos para mi platanito adorado."

Joshua


I wanted to write something that meant what I wanted it to mean. I wanted to tell you that I fell a bit in love with you. I wanted to tell a story that did not happen, but that made my heart jump. I just wanted to prove if I could still love, and I chose to fall for you right here, in this story.

You glanced at me with those sad eyes. Your shoulders exhibited the struggle of a defeated man. And I stood there in amazement because I could not comprehend how a man so beautiful could feel so lonely, so undeserving of love. I wanted to go over and ask you what happened. I wanted to let you tell me all of your thoughts and fears. I wanted to know who hurt you, why they would do such a thing to somebody like you. I wanted to hold you, care for you and inevitably fall for you. And then it suddenly hit me, that no such thing ever happens. That every man who has ever been spoiled and felt loved by these arms has never loved me back as I wanted. So I went over to the table and made up some story about how I always see you around and wanted to know your name. And you said: Joshua. I took a big gulp and my heart pounded. I forgot to say my name and left as fast as I could.

That was how I wanted to fall in love with you for a bit, not the way it really happened, because right now I have nothing but your name. I have nothing but my most favorite name, accompanied by the knowledge that you're a sensible guy. I didn't even have a chance to decide if I wanted to keep you as a friend, and it's making me write a story. But now I also realize that I don't really want a story. I just want to say your name: Joshua...

and let all of the feelings that come with that name just be.

Y Empecé

And I began the day with a painted smile between my heart and my eyes.
I couldn't help it.
I caught it without effort,
and now I don't want it to go.
The smile that awaited me,
the one that is only birthed from love.
The one that becomes my reason to breath and be.
And today it taught me to be humble in everything.

Well! Hard thing to do, have my heart opened and vulnerable against this great city.
I'll be okay :D

If you're like me, today you will find every existent occasion to laugh as hard as you can with no shame and much pride.

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Y empecé el día con una sonrisa dibujada entre el corazón y los ojos.
No pude contenerla.
La atrapé sin esfuerzo,
y ahora no la quiero dejar ir.
La sonrisa que me esperaba,
la que solo nace de un amor.
La que se vuelve mi razón de respirar y de ser.
Y hoy me ensenó a ser humilde en cada cosa.

Bueno! Difícil cosa, tener el corazón abierto y vulnerable ante esta gran ciudad.
Estaré bien :D

Si eres como yo, hoy encontrarás cada ocasión existente para reir tan fuerte como puedas sin verguenza alguna y bastante orgullo.

Thursday, August 6, 2009

It Was Inevitable


Tuve que cambiar a Frustrated Blogger. Era inevitable. Me estaba previniendo de publicar todo lo que yo deseaba. Me he dado cuenta que este blog tiene vida propia y que por más que quiera que sea de una forma u otra, no puedo forzar su contenido. Así que aparte del cambio de imagen y nombre, también habrán cambios en los tipos de posts que tendrá y en la frecuencia con que publicaré. No todos los posts serán traducidos aunque la mayoría sí serán traducidos, y con la misma frecuencia que pudiera escribir algo solo en Inglés, también sucederá solo en Español. Esto se debe a que si algo me sale escribirlo solo en un idioma y no me emociona traducirlo -o no tiene mucho sentido que lo traduzca- entonces no lo haré.

Pero de todas formas, espero que les agrade tanto como a mi. Yo disfruto mucho de mi blog. Incluso, creo que lo disfruto más que mis lectores. No sé si debería de ser asi porque es mio.

Pero en fin! Estén atentos. Hay mucho más que esperar de este espacio!

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I had to change Frustrated Blogger. It was inevitable. It was preventing me from publishing everything I wanted. I have noticed that this blog has a life of its own and that even if I preferred it to be one way or the other, I cannot force its content. So, besides the change of name and image, there will also be changes in the kind of posts that will be published and the frequency with which I'll publish. Not all post will be translated, and as often as I can write something only in Spanish, it will also happen in English. This is due to the fact that if I feel like writing something solely in one language and I'm not exited about translating it -or it doesn't make much sense to translate it- then I won't.

But besides all I hope you enjoy it like I do. I enjoy my blog a lot. I think I perhaps enjoy it even more than my readers. I don't know if it should be like that because it's mine.

But alas! Be aware. There's so much more to expect from this space!

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

Changes! Cambios!


Frustrated Blogger is currently going through some major changes. They are coming very soon!

Frustrated Blogger actualmente está cambiando en grande. Esos cambios vendrán muy pronto!

Amanecer en Santo Domingo/Sunrise in Santo Domingo

Amanecer en Santo Domingo/Sunrise in Santo Domingo

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