August 26, 2012

madness- MUSE

Madness- MUSE

this song has basically become my new obsession.

Come to me
Just in a dream
Come on and rescue me


the 2nd Law drops October 1, 2012....cant wait to have it...

August 3, 2012

act one

i look out the window of my room. i remember how excited i use to get about those summer days when i would later walk around the entire neighborhood to see who i would see, followed by looking forward to the ice cream truck. that was then. my walks through this valley of buildings of only six stories tall. now i dont even remember the last time i took a walk through these streets.....

this summer so far lets recap shall we...
drove down south with the family, spent a couple of days in Miami.

spent 2 weeks in Cuba, where i got to reunite with my family after 9 long years. the minute my plane landed i started to cry once i saw the palm trees and saw my cousin waiting for me at the airport door. the trip to town i started remembering everything. i was a 16 yr old girl who forgot how to care about things, and was angry at the world. came back to the U.S. a 16 yr old girl who learned what it meant to be cared about by a family, values that i would carry in my later teen years with a group of friends i cherish always. now im 25 and to be back was amazing, got to enjoy being in the company of amazing and strong women who manage to maintain under the toughest conditions.

i was with my own mother and abuela, three generations of women who share the same name. De Los Angeles....a name i use to hate as a kid. at 16 i had a chance to remove it, but after my trip i decided to keep it because now it had meaning, i knew where it came from and if its the only connection i have to my family in Nuevitas then so let it stay. i wish my mother kept it, instead she had her name changed a few years ago.

my mother...what can i say. she spent 34 years away, more then half of her life living in the U.S. she had a difficult time adapting to the life she once had. all she would say to me is i want to go home, i don't belong here anymore.

rough times there was few, i drank the water by mistake got a little sick, but that didnt stop me from going out and seeing everything i could. i went to Santiago visited El Cobre. i went to Gibara met my fathers family. each day was a new adventure that i looked forward to each day.

the day i left was a sad day. my tia woke up said adios....and recalling words she said to me before i said no es adios es hasta lluego. that it wasnt good bye, it was i'll see you later....once i said that she looked at me held back her tears, as i gold mine as i write this, and she hugged me and said that no matter what this was my home and no matter the distance i have her always to guide me. once i got to the airport and went through the aduana it started to pour. my flight ended up delayed. my country wept for me. i made it fine to miami where i spent a weekend.

this summer as many know shall be my requiem and Cuba was only the first act. as i currently enjoy my second act of rest and recollection, i look out my window and realize my next adventure will come once i reunite with those streets that once was my playground......