la flaca

JJ

2007-09-03T20:02:00.000+01:00

Contra las manecillas del reloj: Gloria, que dibuja en Canada y tiene lentes azules, Jaime la quiere mucho - luego sigo yo - luego El Bakara super brother, ese kbron es toda la fiesta y los abrazos, es una carcajada honesta, es tequila, risas y baile, es un abrazo bien dado - luego sige el novio de Bea, que no me acuerdo como se llama, solo se que es mago, enseña computacion y tiene dolores de cabeza muy fuertes, yo pienso que la gente con dolores de cabeza fuertes es porque tiene ideas muy grandes, se puede ver en sus ojos que su mente es un laberinto, y que el centro es Bea - Bea es un hada, es toda la inteligencia y todas las letras, es todo el mundo envuelto en venerable sencillez, Jaime tambien la quiere mucho -
Jaime: mi mejor amigo, mi hermano mayor, la semana pasada fue su cumpleños, en dos meses sera papa y esta foto la tomamos el dia de su boda (monica no sale porque se estaba peinando) jaime es muchas cosas, es un eterno niño travieso, es chiapas, es hablar de todo, es reirnos mucho, ver peliculas, es monterrey, es su familia que es mi familia, es un jedi, es papa.
Mayo 2007, San Cristobal de las Casas

no worries

2007-06-20T12:19:00.000+01:00

It's all happening.. I'm smiling in Mexico at the beach, dancing with Daft Punk live at Hyde Park-London, waking up to go to work (new project in Bahrain now), super happy 'cause Graciela arrives from New York tomorrow!! aaannddd going to Jose's wedding in Nantes in a couple of weeks... sing along! 'aroound the worrrrld, around the wo-o-rrld'
Pic. Playa del carmen, Mexico. last month.

HOME

2007-06-08T10:25:00.000+01:00

My body landed in London a couple of days ago, but I must say that my mind and soul are still far far away..This pic is HOME, La Huasteca: 6km from my house in Monterrey, we used to go there to play drums, tu get drunk, for rock climbing, mountain bike, take pictures, or just to be there and breathe and think or not to think, Graciela and I used to go there a lot...this is my favourite place on earth.

Ya regrese a London pero mi mente sigue del otro lado...como olvidar las tamboreadas hipitecas en la Huasteca, o acabar ahi despues del antro hechando las ultimas chelas, raves, escalar, irme en la bici, ir ahi a pensar o a no pensar, a tomar fotos, a cotorrear con la Graciela... este es mi lugar favorito en el planeta.
Pic: La Huasteca, MONTERREY, NUEVO LEON, MEXICO.....Que chulada.

Merol

2007-05-30T19:48:00.000+01:00

TTTTOOOOMMAAAAALAA, Carcacha y se te retacha.... NO QUE NO? ya la arme, ya la libre.. ya me regresaron mi pasaporte con visa para 5 años ca! Todo ya cayo en su lugar, acabe mi proyecto lo mande y ya le dieron el visto bueno, estoy en Monterrey que esta conmadre, viendo compas y riendo mucho, chido la For, Jaime y Monica, ayer vi a Yussen y Luisita y al David!! y la cereza en el martini, pues ya tengo mis papeles para retacharme a London... maniana me voy a la playa.
Loco ya vi a tu jefita, es un amor.

All good, got my visa so... be afraid as I´m goin back, and this time reloded! At Monterrey now, goin to Playa del carmen tomorrow :D

Watch and Learn

2007-05-27T19:53:00.000+01:00

All right, THIS is how you drink Mezcal, you don´t drink a shot like in the stupid gringo muvis, no no no, you zip it, with a small beer on the side, you ENJOY the flavour, ok?...it´s soooo good.
Anyway, still not easy with the HomeOffice, now I don´t even have my passport! they said they were gonna call me.... right.. in the meantime I can do nothing but wait so I´ll better do that in a nice place, flying away, going home now, the real hot sunny dessert one, Monterrey.

Todavia no se arregla mi cotorreo con la migra, en la entrevista medio me torcieron y ora hasta mi pasaporte se quedaron, ´ay luego te hablamos´dijeron...y como ya no me queda mas que esperar, mejor lo hago en un lugar lindo, me voy a Monterrey y luego a la Playa.

...ayer le vi, hijo de la ch.....acabame de matar.
Pic. Mezcalitos y Victorias, Mezclateria de la Roma, Mexico-sin-city

Ira nomas que chulada

2007-05-15T19:51:00.000+01:00

Todo va.. entrego proyecto este miercoles y es una locura, ya se me olvido como se siente dormir ca.´ Fui a ver a Kinky el jueves, mi banda mexa favorita (ok, despues de los tacuvos), el nuevo disco esta buenisimo, yo si me emocione bailando ´me gustas por coqueta´el look de Pliego rockea... el acordeon de Ulises, las batacas del Omar, la lira de Chaires y en gral todo el arreglo cada vez suena mejor. Cerraron con ´la radio llora de envidia´ Kinky rawcks!

Why do I like to take things to the egde? Having final submission of my project this wednesday and it´s been seriously MAD, I´ve been working day and night, forgot how sleeping feels like..anyway, all good, went to see Kinky last Thursday (at Velvet, Mexico City) love them! Mexican bands rock!

Pic. El Guapo, El Kuri y el Davalos.
Check Kinky at http://www.myspace.com/kinky

El Adriaaaaaaaan !

2007-05-15T19:36:00.000+01:00

Que sorprezota encontrarme al Davalos en el DF!!! Brother de oro, compa de la vida, "core" como dicen en london...y hard-core tambien. Este wey me raptaba en la prepa y nos ibamos en su nave a Chipinque, al desierto, a la Huasteca o a donde menos importase ... Mazatlan, caminar por horas en la Playa... miles de viajes al desierto de Villa de Garcia, mucha fiesta, mucho choro y mucho silencio compartido. TE QUIERO MUCHO ADRIAN, MUCHO.

Pic en un antro de ficheras del centro: Ari, Kuri, Adrian & me.

Mexico City rocks

2007-05-08T21:26:00.000+01:00

Abrieron una cantinita nueva a la vuelta de mi casa, ´La Bipolar´ esta buena.. que buen fin, cena fresa en Polanco con el Vallejo, brother que hace ratote que no lo veia! bailar electro en ´el Patio de mi casa,´ sabado ´la Guadalupana´ con mis compas y el domingo comida familiar en ´Los tres caballos´con mariachi y todo el coto, pura vida, quiero quedarme aqui e ir a cantinas para siempre :D

Great weekend, from posh dinner and cantinas to dodgy underground-electro clubs, Mexico City rocks big time!

Pic: Xochitl yo y el Rodrigo.

This is more like it

2007-05-07T23:52:00.000+01:00

Being at home is great!, view from my window, Palm trees, HOT weather, everything just make sense here, I want to go out and sing and hug everyone!

Esta conmadre estar en mi casa, asi se ve Coyoacan desde mi ventana, apoco no te dan ganas de salir y cantar y ser feliz?

Flying awaaaaaay

2007-05-02T23:47:00.000+01:00

A piece of sky between London and Mexico...

Happy Tuesday

2007-04-26T14:02:00.000+01:00

One day at Wonderlan,
Climbed at the Castle with Adam yesterday, we found a new climbing-wall and a door leading to a really sweet outdoor space with BIG trees.. summery-night weather, grass, moon, nice...then a cold beer, can´t get better.
Cycled trough London to meet Neri at the train station…. la NERI here!! Wicked, so many sweet unexpected surprises lately.
Pic. the March Hare and the Hatter at a Mad Tea Party.

Cansai de Ser Sexi

2007-04-24T15:46:00.000+01:00

Life’s sweet, ups and downs but all good. Last Sat was Mario’s b’day, my super brother, great party, GREAT guy, truly love him.

Blue Monday, freaked out, lost my mind bad tripping (leaving in a week) what if… what if… so I was walking totally spaced out when I heard: ‘tickets for CSS?’ so I got a ticket and it was amaaaazing!! bloody cool girls! really, if you have not heard them check’em out, the venue was great, cool crowd, good vibes, really brought a big smile to my face :D
Pic: FRIEND, LOVE, FUN, I just love this guy, el Mario super brother, nadie le gana en sus mamadas, puuura vida, es el mejor.

2007-04-19T10:20:00.000+01:00

Puuraa vidaa! ya compe mi boleto pa Mexico, en un semana estare en tierra santa tomando cheves en el Hijo del Cuervo, Coyoacan de mis amores! luego rol a Monterrey; compas, desierto, escalar en la Huasteca, luego playa del Carmen tssss, y termino en San Cristobal pa la boda del Jaime... va a estar conmaaaaaadre todo!! ya estoy alla. De este lado en chinga en el jale y fuera de eso, ayer escale con Lauren y estuvo chido, la proxima semana viene de visita nada mas y nadamenos que la NERI !! y este sabado cumpleanios Mario que lo quiero mucho y llega el Adam.. artilleria pesada.. aaaaalllll goooood.

Pic: Un perrillo chihuahua de Tokyoplastic.

after a hard core weekend

2007-04-13T20:45:00.000+01:00

Sunday morning, pizza, beer... East London.
You know? things here always look nice on the surface, but there's always a sense of layers of fucked-up stuff underneath. Perfect landscape design, with no flowers or random bushes, thats because there´s industrial waste underneath so you only get a zombi grass. Music is not real music, you climb walls in stead of real rocks, no one has memory, getting tired of not having anything real here... agh, hate comedowns. nonsense bad-tripping.

Remember Joy?

2007-04-08T21:14:00.000+01:00

Happy easter :) egg bomb ! All fucked up moments behind, no resentments, no looking back, all good.
Pic w Emily and Thomas, summer 2005.

RAF

2007-04-02T14:08:00.000+01:00

No words to thank this man for all his love, care, friendship, protection, laughs, hugs, kisses, words, looks, silences. Happy b’day my friend.
Pic w. Phillina.

Vuelta por el Universo

2007-03-30T10:56:00.000+01:00

AAAAhhh como los quiero a todos caray, Mars que chido tu post y tienes toda la razon, como dice la Marielillo ‘todo pasa’, aca me sigo escondiendo de la migra y en el inter si alguien me la hace de tos ya puedo decir con tonito mamon ‘talk to my lawyer,’ aauuss!! La neta si ha habido varias ‘de cal’ como dice el Yussen, super bro’
Pa empezar, pues que la banda que tengo de este lado se ha rifado, no tengo palabras, ‘gracias totales’ familia caray, desde compas abogados haciendome el paro hasta propuestas matrimoniales para ya armarme de pasaporte ingles. La segunda es que me voy a tener que desaparecer un rato, asi que vacaciones obligadas a casa y la neta esque ya estoy con un pie alla, me urge solecito, banda, carne asada, desierto, la Huasteca y ver a mis papaaaaaaas :D

Y la mejor….esque ya me vale madres y todo va..todo, saben que esta chido? Cuando dices ‘ok, que es lo peor que puede pasar?’ y realmente lo piensas y dices ok, X situacion seria lo peor, y como lo voy a resolver? pos asi, y una ves que aterrizas tu ‘peor opcion’ todo se vuelve mas ligero…no se si viene al caso lo que dije pero el punto es…que todo va, que si me corren del pais me voy a la playa y si me aburro de la playa me voy a Australia que es a donde siempre he querido ir, todo puede pasar y para bien o para mal sigo sin compromisos y en cualquier momento yo suelto amarras y brinco al otro lado del mundo, como dice el Fabuloso Vicentico ‘si no hay galope, se nos para el corazon.’

Tsss, viernes y esta de mieeeedo, 3 parties on a row, ayer cumpleaños el Rob, me avente 3 irish carbombs con la 'nche Philina y con Paola y nooo lo recomiendo, me desperte y seguia borracha, hoy Raf corazon cuero mil never change, chingado y maniana otra… las voy a tener que conectar, nimodo.

Me llueve sobre mojado

2007-02-23T14:04:00.000Z

My life’s a soap opera lately, so much drama, Jeeeesus, paying all my sins, don’t get it, nothing’s stable at the moment, like an accident waiting to happen, turn point for so many things.
I feel like Tereza Mendoza, The Queen of the South: la migra (Home Office) is chasing me while I’m closing deals at the VIP lounge of an airport. The trailer for my movie says 'police, drama, tension, international conflicts, love, misery, despair.aawgh… they broke in to my flat yesterday, the place is a mess, weird feeling.
Questioning myself if this is worthy, all the stress and drama, for how long am I willing to fight?..need a decent sleep soon, working hard, playing hard… I badly need a brake…soon.
Pic taken last year at La Pedrera, can’t post new pictures ‘cause the bastards took my camera! lost great pictures there… That’s it, you can’t get all what you want, that’s life, balance.

All we need is Love

2007-02-14T13:31:00.000Z

For all of those who still believe, have a good one.

As for myself? Life's sweet, all good.

And that’s how we celebrate.

2007-01-17T20:03:00.000Z

Yeah!!! Wey to go! We did it again! GREAT celebration!! for his 30th b’day, Xavier throw a TOGA PARTY, and since mine was a day after….I took the chance to also celebrate my 30 + 1, not old, just wiser, and still rockin’ !!!!
Everyone looked great, thanks for the cake, candles, booze, fun, sweets, hugs, music, dance… It’s my b’day, let the Party Beguine!!!!!!
Pic: Sarina, me, Xavier, Tobi.

Ya nada es igual.

2007-01-12T19:55:00.000Z

'Nche semana no la movio nadita, para empezar todavia me duele mi pie del madrazo que me di hace como dos semanas por salir corriendo por una torta, luego, el martes me fui por unas chelas despues del jale y al dia siguiente me pare con un crudoooon, a mitad de mañana me tuve que ir a hechar una pestañita a los sillones del Starbucks, de plaaano. Me dio gripa, tan mal que el jueves me pare con calentura y no vine a trabajar, y pa acabarla, estres absoluto porque todavia no le atino a lo que quiere mi jefe, enserio que ya nada es igua, 30 no son 20 y menos cuando uno tiene que pararse a las 7am todos los dias, no me gusta nada esta situacion... Finalmente, hoy le heche ganas, me quede hasta tarde y hace rato vino mi jefe vio mis dibujos y dijo 'wow! that's a strong proposal' osea: 'aaandale flaca, por fin le agarraste la onda' yes! ya chingue.

Ya me voy a mi casa a meterme en mis cobijas y tomar tecito pa mañana estar chida para la Toga-Party de Loco que va a estar con-mei.

Foto: Mi casa de playa en Valencia, me la diseño Chago Calatrava, le queo bien no? le dije 'Chago, quiero un webo galactico, con agua, donde hacer raves.. y bueno, un museo de ciencia tambien, porque me gustan los nerds, ellos son buenos, y un acuario gigante donde meter unas cuantas belugas, delfines, focas (kiubole loco!) y miles de pecesillos'.

5...4...3...2...1...Happy New Year!!!

2007-01-02T18:12:00.000Z

New Year's Eve: Rough weekend… lots of food, booze, friends, love, music, dance, hugs, more booze, more music, more love, it’s all good.

Today I woke up, turned the radio on & the voice at the other side said: ‘if you are listening to this means you survived the weekend, today, everything goes back to normality.’ Does it? naaaaa.. today everything is different ;)

Picture taken last summer at La Pedrera, Barcelona.

2006-12-29T13:44:00.000Z

For three days now, I wake up..sleep again for another 5 min, ok another 5, naaa lets sleep for another half an hour… cycle to work, grab a delicious Starbucks muffin on the way. The office is empty.. gray days, cold days, that means: hot chocolate, take my time eating lunch, catch up with emails, msn all day, drink Corona.
Today I’ve been looking at designs for a new tattoo, I’m looking for a rose, something between Tokyo Plastic and animated Aeon Flux, with a touch of Art Nouveau.. if that makes any sense.. simple, elegant, striking, no shadows, just straight-forward colours, more like a “plastic rose.”
Saw David Hockney Portraits exhibition yesterday, then catch ‘Pan’s Laberinth’, liked it a lot. One of my favourite directors, Guillermo del Toro.
It’s Friday, that’s good (although means nothing on a quiet week like this) hmm, still haven’t decided what to do on NYE.
Time goes by…so slowly.

BIG HUG to everyone!

2006-12-27T10:52:00.000Z

Hug to my friends & family around the globe. Either you believe in one God, many, or none, whichever you are spending the holidays with family, friends or on your own, and either you are watching rain, snow or the sun trough your window, there’s one thing that hopefully we all share: a few days off just to chill out.. to sleep a lot or go out a lot, to have a coffee in the morning with no rush, to see friends, go shopping, go surfing or snow boarding, or just to stay at home.
Mi Xmas this year was a delicious dinner cooked by Raf, shared with Aileen, her cousin, Xavier and Mario, followed by a whooole day & night & day with Mario & Xavier, in pyjamas, eating pizza, drinking beer, eating machaca, watching movies… nice.
2006 was great, was London and friends from places I had to look in a map to know where was that, travelling: Paris, Ibiza, Barcelona, Bilbao, 2006 was a couple of weddings and a couple of break-ups, UCL, lots of parties & lots of alcohol, dinner with Charmaine and Stine, watch movies with Anja and Erin, tea with Eoin, coffee with Nevena, 2006 was Camden Town :) Was the Dublin Castle, Bar Fly, Luck Tavern and Elephant’s Head, was to dance ‘till the morning with Philline but also work ‘till the morning, was my job at AC: in 2006 I worked for the Queen, I walked through secret passages of Windsor Castle & I held in my hand the biggest pink-diamond in the world.
... finished the year designing invisible cities, yeah! 2007 is coming, and is coming reloaded !!
Thank you all for a great year, keep rockin ‘cause this year SKY IS THE LIMIT!

Pic taken in the mountains of Chihuahua, Mexico. summer 2005.

The Grinch

2006-12-20T12:06:00.000Z

I hate X-mas, makes me all sensitive and home-sick, hate it hate it hate it, on Monday I was on a super-rush ‘cause had a deadline at work, so was running like Flash-Gordon to buy a sandwich and I fell and hurt my foot, and now is all purple and big like an empanada (sorry, don’t know the translation, but it’s like a fat taco, you can see it in the pic), it hurt BIG TIME. I just want to be at home!! In my bed, no rush…everybody is buying stupid X-mas presents and getting ready to go home, I ask (just for politeness ‘cause I don’t really care) ‘when are you goin home’ and I can see my friend’s illuminated faces answering ‘tomorrow’ or ‘next weekend’, and their smile actually makes me smile… I don’t even want to call my parents ‘cause then I miss them even more.
So I was with mi big purple foot on a bar havin’ a drink, and I must looked really sad ‘cause the bar tender didn’t charged me for the Guinness, and even showed me a private gallery (with cool paintings by the way) at the attic of the bar, and God knows how I love secret passages, attics and galleries, made me happy :)
On the bright side, Xavier brought the answer to my pain, he gave me this hard-core pain killer that you can only get in Mexico, and now my foot is all right, still big, but slowly getting to it’s normal size. Is good to have him around, always said he’s like my brother.
By the way… empanadas is what I eat at home on special occasions, my grandma used to made them, ‘cause she is from Chile, and they eat empanadas in Chile, they are filled with meat, tuna or cheese, my favourite are the cheese ones.

Imagine there's no countries

2006-12-13T18:40:00.000Z

Hey! thank's for all the congratulation messages!... Graaacias amigoooos.
So far I'm happy at my new job, but freaking out as well, never worked at this scale before, designing entire cities... designing environments, structures, activities, connections that have never existed before in places that I've never seen, and maybe never will, working with ideas, past, future..Invisible cities.
BIG challenge, I'm super happy.
But getting a job was just half of my worries... STUPID VISA!! I'm running out of time and the company hasn't submitted my papers yet!! aaaaghhhh!!!
Today I was thinking on the worst case scenario: What if I don't get the work permit? mghhh...freaking out here.

Rose BA Arch MSc Housing

2006-12-04T21:42:00.000Z

I GOT A JOB! I GOT A JOB! I GOT A JOB!

Can’t believe it, I got a job as an Architect for Eric R Kuhne, just when I was about to quit the job-search and just get cash to go home, I went to an interview and they said: “this looks interesting, when can you start?”
The funniest thing is that I got a job in the area of Architecture that I always tried to avoid: DESIGN, but the good thing is that I’ll be in the residential/mix use design studio, my first project is a development in Belfast I'll be also working for a project in Moscow and a third one in Dubai, can't believe it, this is big scale stuff; in every possible sense.

The only bad thing, is that I won’t be able to go home for Christmas hhgm :(

Anyway, I’m very very very happy! and super busy 'cause I'm also finishing some ‘previous commitments’ (stupid responsibility of mine) and doing the paperwork for my visa.

Oh! and last week I found out that I DID pass my master so I AM master-flaca, yeeee!

Bilbao de noche

2006-11-28T22:32:00.000Z

Not on a good mood latly...I don’t care a damn about my job 'in the service industry' (yes, waitress) nor England. So here’s a pic from Spain, nice beautiful Spain, ugly England, ugly people.
Crap, I need money, LOTS of money, I want a TV a DVD player and a roof for my bicycle, so I can leave it outside and it doesn’t get wet with this crappy everyday rain.
I need a drill, to install the roller blind that I bought weeks ago and Chris is never around so he can’t help me with the blind, actually he can’t help with anything ‘cause he’s never around, hmm… at least I have MY space, (and he left me a bottle of wine yesterday!, good flatmate).
I bought a mobile for Danae last week, and the stupid arab-guy sold us an expire card! He has no idea who is he messing with. I’ll pay him a visit tomorrow and I'll start screaming about the mobile untill all his costumers hate him.
OK, I’m angry with the world, have to stop now…

breathe in.. breath out.. breath in.. let goooooooooo.

Pic. Bilbao, night walk with Marielo and Xavier.. a calm nigh, look at the lights reflecting in the water...mmm, nice, breath out.... stupid arab guy! ..look at the water! the water! breath oouuttt...

blah, blah, blah

2006-11-24T18:27:00.000Z

Woke up with your call, so much better than the alarm clock… today I cooked pasta with shrimps and mussels, not bad - off to work –
Italian coffee on the way – hello stranger

So, you like italian coffee?
Of course, properly done, is always good.
And do you like Italian man?- he sked.
(…ha!)
Italian coffee is an art, you really need to plan your moves, there’s a coffee drink specific to every time and mood... is delicious, and rates your heartbeat, no doubt.. So yes, of course I like Italian coffee, it's unique; but to wake up every morning, I must say that nothing like a reliable, strong Mexican coffee.

He gave a loud laugh and didn’t charge me for the coffee ;)

Pic: Stine always wanted to see me with straigh hair.. here I am, one of those days avoiding reality getting busy doing nothing.

flash

2006-11-20T19:26:00.000Z

So many things happening latly.

In Mexico.
My best friend is in love, that real-crazy-rush love, he met a girl 10 days ago and wants to be with her for ever, that’s suppose to be good, but…. He was my brother!! We are Jedis, Samurais, warriors, we are alone and alone we are together.. don’t get me wrong, is not like “my best friend’s wedding”, is more like the Star Wars scene where Anakin is burning in flames and Obi Wan (me) is screaming: YOU WERE MY BROOOTHEEER!!!!.

I have three friends going trough a divorce at the moment.

G is giving a conference and meeting Bill Clinton this week, sounds like professional success, I am proud.

In Chile.
My cousin Bricy got married a couple of weeks ago, I called her on her wedding day, we talked about everything: love, our childhood, her wedding dress, even things I’ve been scared to think about, she just brought the subject in such a natural and calm way (like the fear of seeing our parents getting older) it was amazing, I haven’t seen her in more than 15 years, and still we felt so connected, like a single soul dwelling in two bodies, I was holding my breath not to cry on the phone.

In France, Lili & Henry got married, I got drunk.
Bucharest: I asked R ‘how are you’, she said: ‘I go to work and come back home everyday, I share my flat with a stranger, I live in a place that I hate, I hate my life, oh and my father died of cancer on Oct 31st, that’s my life’.

In London:
Xavier broke up with Ph. N' with Mario, the three of us drawn his sorrow in tequila.

I got a rejection, another one, reads as follows: "We are still busy working on opportunities for you. To date the main barrier has been that you require sponsorship. Have you looked into applying for the Highly Skilled Migrant Visa?"
Of course I did..and turns out that I’m TOO OLD to apply!! Can we talk about something else please?

I can’t leave the country, if I do they might not let me in again.

People come, people leave...Tish is tired of London, going back to Australia.

So the other day I was having a drink on my own, on a bar, thinking about all of this, and a guy next to me said: ‘wow, you look more tired than me’ nice opening line dude.. so I started telling this stranger about JJ being in love and why that’s bad ‘cause we were Jedis, talking about Star Wars not only is extremely geek but a complete turn off, I don’t care, not on a flirting mood at the moment, so we talked about everything, as if we were close friends, I cursed Europe for being so annoying with work permits, I cursed people for being in love when I’m not and for stop being in love when they are a cool couple! at the end he gave me his card.. and this piece of paper holds what? I love that wanna-be heroes’ gesture “here’s my card, give me a call and maybe I can help” If you can’t help me know, why should you help later? When I call, we won’t be on a bar.

Going home I felt EMPTY, sad, impotent, specially for R, I want to help her, I wish I could give her my card with the key for happiness laying behind… then a I run into a homeless who said “can you help me”, and he looked more tired than I did, sure, I said. He wanted to get to Waterloo station where his brother was waiting for him, he was so close, 15 min walking, but was lost.. We talked for a while, he said he had been in the war with Iraq for 4 years, he said his brother was waiting for him.. he was lost, and I mean lost for real, lost in time, lost in the labyrinth of his soul, lost in a country that leaves it's heroes in the street, lost in a place where rules mean more than feelings.
I draw a map of how to get to Waterloo and gave it to him, he gave me a smashed flower he had in his pocket.

Getting home, I kept the flower.. trough away the business card and wrote a postcard to R.

Pic: rosa-wan-kenobi
Reality: my hangover look on a typical Sunday morning.

Dreams

2006-11-19T15:09:00.000Z

dreams:

I’ve been dreaming with cats for three nights now, wonder what it means, there’s always a black cat and a white one, I hope there’s nothing wrong with Mina at home.

puritita vida

2006-11-16T19:25:00.000Z

The cure for anything is salt water - sweat, tears, or the sea.
Pic: me, my beer & the ocean.

Me with Marielo & Nikola in Bilbao.

2006-11-15T19:20:00.000Z

Bilbao is Marielo & Nikola in love, it was great to re-meet Marielo, she rocks!
Bilbao means goin' from one bar to the other drinking beer, eating tapas, talking to friends… life seems easier, for sure is the sun and the closeness to the sea. Makes me happy to see people in love, gives hope, I’m not sure in what but..gives hope.
Bilbao is good food.. I ate SO MUCH there, drank a lot as well, now I have a beer belly so no more beer in the next days for me: stick to vodka ;)
Pic: Nikola, me, Marielo, Xavier.

LOS NOVIOS / The wedding couple

2006-11-13T20:21:00.000Z

Lily & Henry. puritito amor del bueno.

Tolouse, France 4 Nov 2006 :)

LOS AMIGOS / friends.

2006-11-13T18:27:00.000Z

La Marielo y el Nikola pura vida se aventaron un bailongo español donde la marielillo se lucio mordiendo una flor, te veias super sensual maita, que no te importe lo que diga la gentuza gatuza peluza..'nche Loco con cara de niño chiquito haciendo travesura "ira lo que encontreeeeee!!"

2006-11-13T18:16:00.000Z

LA FIESTA / the party

2006-11-13T18:15:00.000Z

Ijole, ni pa que describo las fotos por que la verdad, no se que paso.. nomas me acuerdo que habia un chingo de champagne..bueno, aparentemente ahi estoy con la Marielo, luego Loco y la Lili..ehm, si.. jugando con las mentitas, pos si pa eso son no? Luego el Henry ya con la corbata descompuesta, Loco...chingado compadre, acostadote arriba de la mesa ahogando a los monitos del pastel en la champagne, y con los piecillos pa arriba el wey, no se que quiere ..luego yo con ojos de borrego, pero en pose sexi, eso si, Loco encuerandose y el Henri ya con cara de asustado..y luego el bandon, puuuura finura!

What?

2006-11-13T18:10:00.000Z

No se que estan haciendo, ya pa esas horas andabamos bien mal, pero es como que Pepe el Toro dandole unas flores a la virgencita no? y al lado la comadre haciendo caras, hehe.

EL BRINDIS / The toast.

2006-11-13T18:05:00.000Z

Un gustazo haber asistido al evento mi Lili, los quiero mucho y me dio muchisima alegria verlos y verte toda linda y feliz con tu nueva familia francesa.. al dia siguiente de la fiesta como que me quede con ganas de haberlos visto mas y platicar, pero ni hablar, ya sera a la otra, por ahora fue pura fiesta, baile y alegria, y que mejor. Una disculpa por haber llevado a Loco, pero esque no tenia con quien dejar al niño, ya sabes... y por despertarlos cuando no encontrabamos el cuarto...bueno, y por habernos llevado las botellas al cuarto tambien..y ya mejor no le sigo, tu diles que son costumbres mexicanas.

Les deseo lo mejor a los dos, un abrazo muy fuerte y espero verlos pronto en London.

Marielo y Nikola puuuura vida! me dejaron buena vibra pa' rato..

Beso, la flaca.

Through the Looking-Glass...and what Alice found there.

2006-10-31T00:33:00.000Z

eehh! Was great to read some comments from Rafael and EOIN! Haven’t heard from Hawkridge-people in a while, almost thought they didn’t existed at all.
Big cities like London have that peculiarity, one carries on with life doing nothing, doing everything, and suddenly realize that 3 months have passed like three weeks, people go away, people come back…n' you don't have time to miss anyone 'cause you are always meeting new characters.
I’ve had unexpectedly deep conversations with strangers on bars and never seen them again.. I’ve spent hours drinking with friends talking of nothin´, I lived a whole love story in one month and carried on with a ‘temporary job’ longer than expected.

Something, someone, happens all the time, and I believe all events are related, 6 degrees of separation, that's the formula, every six degrees you meet someone who leaves an echo that stays in you for ever, every six degrees, you find yourself in a situation with a turn point potentiality.

Digressions, the only point here was that I don’t wanna loose the cool people I’ve met, so please keep in touch.

Wish you were here.

2006-10-30T23:00:00.000Z

El mundo es re chiquito, resulta que ayer me estaba hechando unos martinis con unas morritas de monterrey, y nada que una de ellas resulto super comadre de CHELY..la hermanilla de mi super comadre Flor, y no nomas eso sino que fue alumna de CHELO... me senti super ruckeitor pisteando con los baby-muppets!, ai stabamos el Loco y yo de padrinos platicando de los deambulatorios y que cuando yo estaba en Londres y Metallica era toda la onda, le mandaba cartas a Chelo y a Flor, porque claro, el mail no existia, CARTAS, en un sobre con dibujitos y toda la onda.. la neta haber nacido en los 70s rules, nos han tocado un chingo de cosas, y lo que faaaaaalta todavia, o que?
Aca en London pues... ya empezo a hacer frio y tengo gripa (me lleva), pero ando bien prendida buscando chamba de arqui y al mismo tiempo en la mesereada asi que ya no ando tan pobre como el mes pasado y pues ya va pa arriba el avion, el prox fin me voy a Tolusse a la boda de la Lili y el Henry y luego unos diitas a Bilbao con la Marielo, puuuura vida, ya me urge un London-brake y comidita rica y ver compas y aaayyyyy wey, q pedo, en lo que estoy escribiendo de compas acaba de empezar la rola de Wish You Were Here! (www.pandora.com si no se lo han checado ya esta abriendo la pag)...no hay nadie que no se ponga noslatgico con esta rola ...tengo una teoria que..bueno luego se las cuento porq se me acaba la hora del cafe-interne, pero va por ahi de musica y espiritus escondidos en el el internet, jaja.
Ya regreso Raf! de su rol a la India y al Tibet, chido, todo esta chido.
Salud!

nothin to say.

2006-10-20T22:27:00.000+01:00

I’m angry..with myself, ‘cause I just get stressed and, not really do anything about it. I need a job but I’m being really inefficient about it, hate it.
Stupid papers, if it were not for visa matters I could happily carry on working on bars, but nnnooooooo, lets make life difficult, lets make illegal for Mexicans to stay in a fun place, so if you want to stay here, u have to do boring stuff like.. goin’ to an office.
Stupid rosa, grow.
Pic. View from my new room, at Elephant and Castle now. South of tha rivaaaaaa’ ese.

Harvey's b'day

2006-10-16T11:59:00.000+01:00

Harvey came with a cool idea for his b’day.. instead of getting wasted and dance ‘till the morning, as we always do, he did a brunch, marvellous. and then a painting session, where everyone painted his/her own small canvas..great fun, and when the night came, mmhhh, ye, we got drunk and danced ‘till the morning… as we always do.
Pics: Lauren, Lina, Harvey, Ed, Mariana & Steven, Ailen & friend, Juan & Ken.

Felicidades Harvey, u r the best ;)

2006-10-16T11:58:00.000+01:00

AHI VAMOS

2006-10-13T17:17:00.000+01:00

por donde empezar... en el 90? hijole ya llovio.

antes en los conciertos yo brincaba y bailaba sin parar, ahora no se en que estado raro me meto (NO no es la edad, y si si que) que solo me quedo imnotizada siguiendo cada acorde cada mirada, cada expresion, a veces veo la imagen a traves de las docenas de camaras o celulares y luego enfoco la imagen real pensando "si, es el mejor" ...y jamas tendras idea, del mar de interpretaciones que abre cada una de tus canciones: jamas sabras, que rosita asistio a su PRIMER concierto de "rock n roll" en el '90... Soda Stereo en la Monumental Plaza de Toros Monterrey, que la flaca se enamoro escuchando Amor Amarillo en el Auditorio Coca Cola, que si mi vida fuese una frase, esa seria "si algo calle, es porque entendi todo, menos la distancia", que Perdonar es divino y que para mi, SIEMPRE ES HOY.

Que cada vez que escucho "Puente" dejo de hacer lo que este haciendo y recorro momentos y personajes que no quiero recordar todos los dias, no es secreto que nunca se borro tu cicatriz en mi .

Que cuando ando de bajon, nada me devuelve a la tierra, como cerrar la puerta de mi habitacion y escuchar Bocanada, en silencio, pensando en nada.

Fue en el 2004, en el Teatro de la Ciudad del DF, cuando me di cuenta, que estas 'canciones elejidas' siempre han estado conmigo, que Cerati "puso las canciones en mi walkman"-FP-

Primer concierto en Londres, Ahi Vamos, lleno de mexicanos, argentinos, colombianos pidiendo a gritos "Persiana Americana" que no saben que dejo de tocar eso HACE AÑOS??...primerisima fila.

Nacho libre

2006-10-10T22:23:00.000+01:00

Nachooouuu!
Here’s Loco in his ju-jit-zu tournament.. he lost, BUT, can’t complain that he has lots of good friends as everyone showed up to support him and have a few pints afterwards.
Sorry to Sarina and Ed, we left them behind (and waved from the cab!) ...blame it on the booze.

2006-10-10T22:22:00.000+01:00

Sun, beer, pond.

2006-09-22T21:28:00.000+01:00

Chilling in Hampstead Heath with Philine and Harvey; an autumn day with summer weather.

2006-09-22T21:21:00.000+01:00

Lost in transitions..
Left my place last week, staying with Mario now… all the things you can’t leave behind. 3 BIG suitcases + boxes + books + cactus + palm three + teddy bear + a million little things.

Looking for a job, looking for a flat, looking for… a reason to stay, a reason to leave...

Super-super compa el Mario que me esta haciendo un buen paro, ya llevo un semanon arruinandole las orgias q tenia planeadas en el depa.. ni hablar, siempre lo he dicho, mi don en esta vida es tener buenos compas... Mariana va a entregar mi CV en su trabajo y el Edgar me aliviano prestandome su compu para trabajar en mi portafolio. Que haria yo sin banda, enserio.

B&W rosa

2006-09-19T00:35:00.000+01:00

The real Acknowledgements

2006-09-17T16:10:00.000+01:00

I DID IT!!! I finally finished my dissertation, handed in on time and as we said in Mexico, it took my blood, sweat and tears (me costo sangre sudor y lagrimas). So the real aknoledgements of my dissertation are as follows:

First of all, to the Guy above, and also
“….I would like to express my warmest gratitude to Professor Julienne Hanson, who helped me through critical moments in the production of this dissertation…” and to STINE , my cool flatmate who wrote this acknowledgment among other stuff a few hours before my submission! who patiently listened my every-night complaints about my useless supervisor, and LIFE.. to RAFAEL!! Super-bro ‘cause I woke him up at 3am freaking out ‘cause I was not gonna finish; not only he wrote my bibliography but thanks to his cool-chill attitude I managed to put myself together and finish my work. To Hamis & Nabim (Timon & Pumbaa) the two African guys always in the computer room, ‘cause life is easier when you have nice people around, special thanks to Nabim who always got food for me… To the guy at ‘Italia Uno’, for making the best coffee in London, and delicious sandwiches, that for a minute take all you troubles away, by thinking “hey, this is actually a very good Panini”, to Starbucks for the iced-mocha with whipped cream and the delicious carrot, chocolate, lemon pies muffins and cookies!
To OLGUITA my partner in this martirium, always cheering me by “hey! I did I focus group today! Now I see the light!”.. and to all the HF girls; for being cool and supportive to one another.
And finally to Pandora.com and Wikipedia, for making students life easier.
Yeeeeeeeee !!!!! WE DID IT !!!!

Hawkridge Family

2006-09-17T15:46:00.000+01:00

aaaaahhhhhh Rafel super bro, Eoin, Anja and me... don't leave!
I feel like beeing on an airport watching the planes took off... I don't ike it :(

My room at Hawkridge.

2006-09-17T15:32:00.000+01:00

A pic to remember my room, 'cause soon I'll have to pack and... move on.

Mexicana /o.

2006-09-07T20:17:00.000+01:00

Mexicano:

Hoy quiero decirte que estoy hasta la madre de tus estúpidas quejas y lloriqueos milenarios.
Que estoy hasta la madre de tus inútiles manifestaciones donde no logras nada y sólo chingas a los demás.
Que estoy harta de que siempre quieres ser un parásito y vivir del gobierno.
Quieres que el gobierno te mantenga, te baje precios, te dé luz, agua y tierra …….. todo quieres en la boca.
Maldito huevón……..
Estoy hasta la madre de tu pendeja frasecita "la Tierra es de quien la trabaja" ¿para qué cabrón?. De todas formas acabas largándote al otro lado donde la tierra no es de quien la trabaja. Allá la tierra le pertenece a quien tiene el capital para trabajarla, pero eso es algo que tú en tu maldita ignorancia nunca vas a entender.
Estoy harta de que te sientas orgulloso de tu estúpido PEMEX ... creyendo que el petróleo es tuyo ... ¿ y para qué cabron.? Si la gasolina la traes del extranjero.
Estoy realmente cansada de ver cómo te haces la víctima para todo y entre más jodido estés, en vez de pelear para salir del hoyo más te haces la víctima y el ofendido.
Estoy harta de ver cómo te haces el ignorante y el ingenuo para tener hijos como un maldito animal sin lograr mantenerlos dignamente.
Otra cosita cabrón, ¿en serio crees que la situación y futuro del país está en manos de quien lo gobierne? ... me lleva la chingada, por eso no avanzamos ... MÉXICO ERES TÚ, no el presidente.
Ni la seleccion Mexicana, ni Felipe, ni el mentiroso arrastramasas de Manuel Andrés y mucho menos el ratero incongruente de Roberto hará que tu vida sea mejor, ninguno de estos pelagatos será un buen presidente para nuestro País, quienes mejor pueden sacarlo adelante son ustedes raza, ciudadanos normales pero con los pantalones suficientes para pelear por los sueños del pueblo mexicano.
Me da lástima verte cómo dices que la riqueza en México no se distribuye bien ........ la riqueza no se distribuye cabrón, se gana con trabajo e inteligencia .......... ¿ o qué, no puedes.?
Piénsalo, pero no dos veces que no está tan difícil, gente chingona hace gobiernos chingones, no al revés.

Atentamente:
El águila de tu bandera.

Holding on

2006-08-31T17:41:00.000+01:00

Pushing my limits lately, running from one place to the other; endless hours in front of the computer, books, documents, drawings… Hard to hold on sometimes, and after I finish with this, there’re so many things about my life that I still have to sort out...mmgh :( I wish I could just sleep this through…

Today Eoin left, and I cried, I hate good byes.
Tomorrow I’m supposed to submit my final draft for dissertation…far from being ready.
Anyway, sometimes you're up and sometimes you're down; now I just have to breath… take a look at the view… and keep walking.
Picture taken exactly a month ago, sunset from Café del Mar, Ibiza; Very nice.

Last night out with Eoin

2006-08-25T15:29:00.000+01:00

In need of a miracle.

2006-08-22T17:15:00.000+01:00

I need divine intervention! I’m not gonna make it! I’m not gonna make it! .. Three weeks time to hand in my Dissertation and I still have to write more than half of it in half the time! I’m even praying to San Jose de Cupertino, Saint of students, (yes, I believe in God, Mary, the saints, the angels, ghosts, everyone above). Why did I came to do a master degree? Why did I came so far away from home, Why?... Crap, tomorrow I have an emergency meeting with my supervisors, and I have to show my draft, ha! Draft.. is that a club in Ibiza? . I’m sure they are going to yell at me, Julienne might even have a heart attack, gosh.

I have only had this feeling once, years ago, at uni; it was 5am and I was still working on mi model for a 7am presentation with Lenoir and his chambers of torture (those who’ve been in his class know what I mean). I remember calmly staring at my model, accepting the defeat. I’m tired of eating sandwiches and drinking coffee, thanks to God and the Internet, at least now we don’t have to listen 500 times the same CD.

And although everyone around me is working on their dissertations as well, I feel that I’m doing worse than everyone. Hope my mom is praying for me, she is a saint, they will listen to her. From now on I’m going to be a good girl, for real. I’ll light a candle tonight.

'Ora si me esta cargando la chingada, no la libro pa acabar la tesis, ya hasta le estoy rezando a San Jose de Cupertino, patron de los estudiantes. Pa que me vine a hacer una maestria, pa que me vine tan lejos, a ver... Me lleva, mañana tengo junta urgente con mis supervisores para mostrar avance, y mi avance se quedo en las playas del Mediterraneo, me cae.

Me recuerda entregas finales del Tec, con Lenoir y sus camaras de tortura. Ya me canse de comer lonches y de tomar cafe, gracias a Dios y al internet al menos ahora uno no tiene que escuchar 500 veces el mismo CD.

Me quedan tres semanas, a ver si la libro. Y todo mundo anda en friega, pero no se, yo siento que voy peor que todos. Ojala mi mamacita santa este rezando por mi, a ella si le hacen caso, no que a mi, pecadora, ya voy a llevar una vida dedicada al bien, enserio. Hoy si prendo la veladora.

A toast for love.

2006-08-19T15:00:00.000+01:00

Today my blog is dedicated to love; to Lili and Henry’s love, and the love they share with others, to friendship, the basic ingredient of love. ‘Cause that’s what they are, true friends. Today is my friends' wedding, and I’m sure is gonna be a tremendous party. I met Henry almost a couple of years ago, a French guy who was really quick to learn not just the language but the jokes and humor of a crazy nation like Mexico; that tells you how generous he is, he was not the kind of person who goes somewhere as an outsider, not at all, he doesn’t needs too work hard to “fit in” ‘cause he’s just enjoying life, playing like a kid, a really authentic guy. Henry was the first person with who I visited cantinas in Chihuahua (yes, like the dog, but that’s also a city in the north of Mexico), he loves the desert and the mountain, he learned to make bbqs (huge thing in the north of Mexico) and he walks very fast; as fast as Lili, awesome girl, Lili is amazing in every way, she is a salsa queen, smart, pretty, and with a peculiar sense of humor that makes you want to hug her after each true laugh you share with her. Lili is the perfect confident, someone you can really trust. I met her years ago, in Monterrey (my hometown), it was funny ‘cause back then we were never close, now we joke that it was like in those cartoons that every time I would enter the room, by chance she would go to the toilet, and when she would came into the room again, I was just leaving and so, the point is, that although we hanged with the same people and in the same places, we just…never were exactly in the same place at the same time, last year we worked together in Chihuahua, and I must say that without both of them, my life there would not have been the same. Henry fall in love with Lili the night he saw her dancing with a Lord-Vader helmet, and being as cute and caring as he is, he won her heart and now they are getting married!, I told Lili this was going to happen, I told her that since they both walk very fast, they were going to get married and after all, they did, I was right, I guess at the end all you need is someone who can walk next to you, not behind or ahead, but always at your side. They are coming to France after the wedding, and stay on this side of the ocean for a while. I’m sure they will have a life full of joy and happiness; I really wish them all the best. They make me keep the faith you know? Faith in good people and as Daniel Johnston sings “True love will find you in the end”; and it might come, from the person you less expects. Congratulations for Lili and Henry, all the best. (wow, I have a knot in my throat ) – ojo de Candy! ...love you guys :)

IBIZA

2006-08-10T21:00:00.000+01:00

IBIZA ROCKS!! BIG TIME, Heaven's here on earth, angels included... Ibiza is the party place for excellence, best clubs in the world, top DJs. White sand and turquoise water, love at first sight every five minutes, a 24hr, 7 days a week non stop party, real rock an roll. I’ll never forget our last night at Pacha, where BodyRockers performed their DJ set and I danced and danced and danced and then went to the chillout terrace and watch the sunrise with a stupid smile that still comes to my face every time I think about it.. Clubbing at night: Amnesia, Space, Pacha, clubbing at day at Bora Bora. We watch the sunrise in one side of the island and the sunset in the other side at Cafe del Mar, we went everywhere in our scooter, from private beaches to Kumharas sunset bar. When I die, if God thinks that I deserve to go to Heaven I’m gonna ask him to send me back to Sa Trinxa Bar at 'Las Salinas', and If he things that I deserve Hell, well, at least I can say 'wow, what a ride!'

My new favourite person in the world.

2006-08-10T19:45:00.000+01:00

Mi nueva persona favorita del planeta es Philip :) del bar 'Sin Copa', en Barcelona. Philip tiene 20 años (pero de fiesta), Philip ha viajado por todo el mundo, se comio un peyote en Real de 14 donde vio "hasta a sus antepasados", se acoplo a un toquin en la UNAM y visito a una tribu de canibales en Africa; Philip habla contigo y no puedes dejar de reir y sentir que la vida es una fiesta, Philip habla todos los idiomas, saluda a todo el mundo y todos sonrien al verle, Philip toma caballitos de vodka y jamas pierde el tono; se fascina con su maqueta de musicos que tiene pegados al techo, y que debes ver de cabeza para comprender la imagen; incluso puso al ingeniero de audio con su lamparita y una botella de agua a cada uno de los musicos. Philip escucha reggae y baila mientras cambia los discos y toca un instrumento super curioso, una combinacion de maracas y castañuelas.. Philip es una de esas personas que hacen que el mundo sea mejor, que hace que sonrias aunque hayas tenido el peor dia de tu vida, en su bar te sientes como en casa, y si no tenias amigos, ahi te acoplas y hablas de lo que nunca imaginaste existiera, en los ojos de Philip puedes ver, que es humano, que tiene veinte años de fiesta y que la vida es maravillosa.

Barcelona.

2006-08-06T19:08:00.000+01:00

Back form my trip to Spain, it was amaaazin’ .. I love Barcelona, I want to live there! The food is fantastic, amazing architecture, friendly happy people.. Beautiful sunny weather, the sea. There’s creativity everywhere, from the Gaudi houses to the street graffiti, people there just have amazing ways of expressing themselves, and turn the city into a lively, endless ludic playground.

I walked forever through the narrow streets of the Barrio Gotico, spend hours admiring la Sagrada Familia, exploring the Park Guell, and enjoying the street performances by the “statues” at las Ramblas, Brazilian Capoeira, skaters, dancers.. everything amazed me, I was so happy that I cried at the airport the day I left and told the lady at the check in desk that I didn’t want to leave! That I was very happy there! And she said “well, don’t leave girl, stay” (words of wisdom).

Stick Boy and Match Girl in Love

2006-07-23T22:00:00.000+01:00

Stick Boy liked Match Girl, he liked her a lot. He liked her cute figure, he thought she was hot.

But could a flame ever burnfor a match and a stick? It did quite literally; he burned up pretty quick.

Feliz cumpleaños al wero. Se le quiere y se le quiere bien. Un beso.

PHILINE'S BIRTHDAY BBQ

2006-07-18T17:27:00.000+01:00

One of the coolest, craziest, chilled, loving, fun to be, friendly persons I ever met :) Happy b'day Philine Filipina!

Sarina's b-day.

2006-07-13T02:13:00.000+01:00

Time goes by in a funny way lately, I don’t even know what day is it, working on weekends goin’ out on weekdays, makes it all so confusing… and I miss home so much!! everybody is going home for holidays but me, (where is home?) … Home is where no one asks “so, for how long you have been here?.. “what are you doing here?” where you don’t have to justify your presence, where you don’t feel you can’t buy anything ‘cause you are leaving soon anyway. Oh well, the weekend was fun, Hoxton bar and Kitchen on Sunday ‘till they close, it always puts me in a good mood to see my friends, we ended up drinking beers in the roundabout outside Xavier’s place. I woke up on Monday with such a BAD hangover..then when I went home, ate and take a shower, I just opened my books getting ready to start my thesis work…but Xavier called ‘cause it was Sarina’s b’day, so we met her on a Heavy Metal bar in Soho, I thought nobody was listening to Iron Maiden anymore, felt like been in high school again, Led Zeppelin, Iron Maiden, Metallica, Misfits, it was fun.

El tiempo pasa y no de largo, no se ni en que día vivo, eso de trabajar los fines de semana y salir en lunes es muy confuso.. Además extraño mi casa y la comida deliciosa de mi mamaa! Extraño estar donde nadie te pregunte: Y tu que haces aquí? De donde eres? …En fin, el domingo pasado vi el partido con unos compas italianos luego al antro y cuando cerraron nos compramos unas caguamas y nos las tomamos afuerilla de casa de Loco, me senti en Monterrey… luego el lunes me fui al cumpleaños de una comadre en un antro metalero, como en la prepa ca’, escuchando a Iron Maiden, Metallica y Misfits… hmm, se me hace que por eso traigo el home sick.

Pic: Xavier, Phillina, Sarina n more people.

gentle sunday.

2006-07-09T19:24:00.000+01:00

I love quiet Sundays. No rush in the morning, good coffee, jazz. On my way now to meet Xavier n’ Natasha for a beer at Ruby. See ya'

Dominguito agusto, sin prisas, cafecito y jazz en la mañana. 'Ora voy al Ruby por una cheve con el Loco y Natasha. Ai se ven.

Real sun in London.

2006-07-04T15:47:00.000+01:00

What a weekend.. worked every night from Thursday to Monday including a 15 hrs shift on Sunday. And also dancing after work, ‘till the sun comes up with Rafael and his friends, great Latin-American tunes that I hadn’t heard in a while, I just LOOVE Fabulosos Cadillacs… Last night was a surreal one, after workin’ on a dinner at the Royal Academy of Arts, where I served dinner to Peter Zumthor, Grimshaw, and Peter Cook among other architecture stars, I had a beer under the electric displays of Picadilly with a friend from work.. was around 3am, I like big cities at night, it gets calmer and you become a kind of indistinguishable citizen, everything moves in a different way at night, no rush, no phone calls, no one waiting for you anywhere, you could easily disappear, and I guess..many people actually do.

Apa finecito, me la avente jalando desde el jueves hasta el lunes, casi me muero. Pero bueno, tambien me revente con mi compa Rafael y sus amigos de Peru que traian muy buena fiesta con rolas que hace un buen que no escuchaba, Fabulosos Cadillacas y asi, puuura vida. Luego ayer despues de trabajar en una cena con Zumthor, Grimshaw y Peter Cook entre otros (de hecho yo estaba como gruppy y del nervio tire un vaso)me fui con un compa a chelear en Picadilly, 3am en el centro, Londres de noche es otra dimension, todo es super calmado y tranquilo, te encuentras cantidad de personajes en las calles todos con una buena historia que justifiqua una vida after-hours.

Feeling blue :(

2006-06-29T01:10:00.000+01:00

Feeling blue... is 1am, just comin’ back from work… had a beer on my own at Elephant’s head, thinking “there’s no love for me” (I know, drama-rosa)..now I’m gonna cook something and eat it, on my own… at least I have a nice Casillero del Diablo . I need a real job, a real flat, a boyfriend, at least a friend who can join me for a drink on a blue day.. aagh, I hate this feeling. Ok, tomorrow is a new day.
see ya'.

Ando de bajon... es la 1am y vengo llegando del jale, me heche una cheve sola con mi soledad en una cantinita del rumbo, pensando "yo no naci para amar", y extrañando que aqui los bares no tengas rocola con canciones de Los Intocables del Norte, como en chihuas.'Ora me voy a cocinar pa mi solita porque ni tengo perro a quien darle las sobras, al menos tengo una buena botella de Casillero. Aggh, me choca el trip de "no tengo jale, no tengo novio, no tego depa" pero es vdd! Bueno ya, mañana sera otro dia. 'ay se ven.

Tish's b'day

2006-06-26T19:37:00.000+01:00

Cool weekend..chill-out beers on Friday evening at the opening of Bartlett Summer Show (that's the UCL School of Architecture), and then a last beer with Nev at Bartok in Camden..Sat I worked on a wedding 'till late, and Sunday, Tish's b'day! drinks at Ruby and then dance all night long at Sosho, it was good, I really needed a session of booze, brownies and tunes ;)

Estuvo agusto el fin... viernes, inauguracion de la expo de arquitectura en la escuela, y luego cheves en Camden, el sabado estuve chambeando en una boda hasta tarde y el domingo rockanroll con los Ruby's, la Tish cumplio años, asi que a pistear desde en la tarde y luego al antro a amanecerla bailando, eeehh! Ya me hacia falta salir enserio.

Pic: Tish, Jeff, Mario n' Jules.

Girls Night Out!

2006-06-22T16:04:00.000+01:00

Lots of new things happening lately, I got a summer job as a waitress (kind of Palahniuk's Project Maythem thing) finally got a bank account, aanndd have to start with my thesis work VERY SOON. It's all good. Pic: Drinks with friends last Tuesday at Soho.

La flaca en friega: Acabo de empezar a chambear de mesera, finalmente abri cuenta de banco, tengo que empezar la tesis YA, la bienal de arquitectura esta aqui..Todo va, todo va. Foto con mis comadres en un "martecitos" de Vips.

Pic: Olga, me, Sav, Soo, Lora last tuesday at Freud's.

Paris, France

2006-06-20T00:44:00.000+01:00

Paris is Jose & Aude in Love, is good food, croissants, coffee in the morning and wine in the evening, cute guys, cute streets, fashion, Notre Dame, crepes, houses with big windows, Tshumi's Parc de La villete, Le Corbusier, Centre Pompidou, people talking smoothly and gently, spring, love, friends... and always, a good coffee.

El Mario

2006-06-19T21:19:00.000+01:00

My friend Mario who's like my brother in London. Love you! Xx

Mi super compa el Mario...brother de la peda, la fiesta y el baile.

Early morning walk by the canal

2006-06-19T21:02:00.000+01:00

Last week was sunny and hot and great...lots of bbqs and chillout evenings, Saturday was great, chill at Harvey’s flat in the evening and then clubbing with Jimmy and he's friends...something peculiar happened, you know how is like, when you just don’t connect nor with the people nor a place? That happened to me at The Egg (Awful club by the way, never go there) So I just immersed myself into a distant bubble, out of touch with everything and everyone..funny feeling, I felt bad ‘cause it was my friend Jimmy’s last night out before going back home, and I was such in a weird mood, anyway, I got out of the club at 8am, and since I was not tired I just walked home, 8am by the canal, it was so calm and peaceful, perfect... beautiful.. I needed a walk, lots of things in my head that day.
Pic of Paul at Raf's flat.

Hay solecito en Londres y se pone buenisimo, carnes asadas y nochecitas chillout, el sabado estuvo super agusto, chill en el depa de Harvey y luego me fui de clubbing con Jimmy y sus compas a un antro que se llama El Huevo, pero estaba horrible! jamas me conecte con la gente ni con el lugar..me clave en mi propio trip..Sali de ahi a las 8am y del malviaje me fui caminando hasta mi casa, pero eso, estuvo conmadre...yo solita caminando al lado de un canal que atraviesa todo londres, patos, gente pescando…super lindo y surreal. Me aliviano conmadre.
Foto de mi compa paul en el depa de Mario y Raf.

ok, bye.

2006-06-19T20:44:00.000+01:00

- Hi doll… nice tan
- thanks!, I like your tail,
very…aussie.

From my room

2006-06-19T20:34:00.000+01:00

Life is good :)

Haciendo recuento de los daños...estoy feliz, jaja, beso a todos.

End of term visit to V&A + Bartlett BBQ

2006-06-19T20:29:00.000+01:00

Solecito en el Museo V&A y luego carne asada y borrachera.

No more classes

2006-06-19T20:15:00.000+01:00

Finito with classes and assignemnts! by the way, What I'm doing in London is a Housing MSc at UCL, meaning social housing form the architectonic - urban planning point of view. Eeeeeverything about it, construction materials, renewable energy technology, urban regeneration, antropological perspective of meaning of home (my favorite topic), community involvement and a bit of finance. Uff! gud one ;)

Ya acabe con clases y trabajos del master, ora nomas me falta la tesis. Por cierto mi master es en Vivienda Social, oseeeea casitas Infonaviteras, pero chidas, la vdd los ingleses si se han aventado unos proyectos super interesantes en vivienda, asi q estudio todo:diseño, materiales, tecnologia sustentable, rollo phenomenologico y finanzas, esta bueno.

Anjas farewell party

2006-06-19T20:09:00.000+01:00

Anjas farewell party..we miss you girl!

Mi super comadre Anja que alrato regresa para rentar un depa juntas, va a estar bueno.

Pic: Hawkridge Family!

Nevena

2006-06-19T20:03:00.000+01:00

My friend Nevena... we think she is a princess pretending to be a bulgarian student. I liked the candels. Pic. at Anjas farewell dinner party.

Mi comadre Nevena que es toda una princess. Foto en la cena de mi otra comadre Anja que se fue a Italia quesque a investigar no se que bailes tarantelos.

Sultan's elephant!

2006-06-19T19:42:00.000+01:00

Sultan's elephant in London, yee! This elephant is a travel machine, the thing is, that the Sultan is searching for a girl who travels in time and space, so he built the elephant to travel around the world to find her...They came to London in May. it was beautiful.

El sultan y su elefante vinieron a Londres en Mayo, el elefante es una maquina de tiempo en la que el sultan busca a una chica que viaja por paises a traves del tiempo..sera que me los llevo a Mexico?

Bruges

2006-06-19T18:51:00.000+01:00

I went to Brussels and Bruges for a day, is nice... maybe TOO nice, something is just...not right, kind of beeing on a set of doll houses, you feel scared of braking somethin'...funny feeling in that town.

El otro dia fui a Brujas, esta extraño ese lugar, todo es super lindo, pero como que demasiado lindo, parecen casitas de muñecas que en cualquier momento se rompen... pueblo pirata.

Lady Luck night out.

2006-06-19T18:26:00.000+01:00

All dressed up ready for a "Lady Luck" night, check out my gloves, uuuh!...cool club, great jazzy, mambo, rockabilly tunes... great fun! we danced so much! Check it out: http://www.ladyluckclub.co.uk/ we ended up at 8am dancing at Loco's place, then I went home n pack to catch the 11am train to Paris..yeee!

Noche de "Lady Luck", es un antro burrlesque buenisimo, pura vida...ese dia la amanecimos bailando y de ahi me fui en vivo a Paris a visitar a Aude y a Jose, pura vida!
Pic: Loco, Raf, Louise & me.

I love these guys

2006-06-19T18:22:00.000+01:00

I love these guys.... Raf's dinner party last month. Pic with Philline an Aeleen.

My bro's

2006-06-19T18:18:00.000+01:00

My super-brothers, Family in London, no doubt :) Loco, Philline, Mario & Raf, Love u guys!

2006-06-19T15:38:00.000+01:00

My first pic on the blog! cool.... ok, this is London.

A ver, apenas le ando agarrando la onda a como subir fotos, ok, esta es una fotillo de Londres con su rio, esta lindo no?

El desierto.

2005-12-03T21:48:00.000Z

road trip a la sierra de Chihuahua, verano 2005.

Mexico City, 2002-2004.

2005-12-02T14:57:00.000Z

El DF es el Cafe Tacuva!.. es la casa de mis papas en Coyoacan, la plaza, cheves en el Hijo del Cuervo, Un cafe del Jarocho (inigualable) o de la Selva Negra, la Guadalupana (la cantina, y la virgencita tambien, como no), la iglesia amarilla en el barrio de Santa Catarina.. En el Df nunca te aburres, cada fin de semana puedes ser una persona diferente, gente nueva, lugares nuevos, no hay limites.

El DF es una relacion de amor-odio, es una espiral que te atrapa y no puedes dejar de ver, es la ciudad mas grande del mundo, el metro, gente sin ojos o sin piernas pidiendo dinero en las calles, es siempre tener prisa y nunca llegar a tiempo, es estar 2hrs atrapado en el trafico...

Domingos en Xochimilco con el Rodrigo! Nelson, Efrain, Karla y los demas norteños autoexiliados. Fiestas en casa de David, fines de semana en Acapulco. Arquitectura, RSA y compañeros que se volvieron amigos; mi vida diaria. El Df es el Pancho, mi mejor complice, es escaparnos los fines de semana a Queretaro, Guanajuato, Puebla, Oaxaca.. es bailar en la cocina, en el Virreyes o en la calle..dormir con el sonido de la lluvia. Las luchas! la Parka y Octagon. Concietos: Lenny Kravitz, Ceratti, Norah Jones, Anie Lenox, Cafe Tacuva! EL VIVE LATINO...

En el DF deje toda mi energia en las calles, en el trabajo, en el Bulldog, en el Mamarrumba.... y me sali a tiempo.

MONTERREY

2005-12-01T13:33:00.000Z

Monterrey es hermoossoo, es mi casa y mis amigos de toda la vida, es calor de 40 grados y frio que te congela los huesos, es desierto, estrellas y montañas, es ir al rancho los domingos y nadar en el rio, es mis papas, mis abuelos, mi abuela Raquel, el arbol de aguacate en la casa de 5 de Mayo, es la Macroplaza en 16 de septiembre, mis primos de Cadereyta, es ser niña y jugar con Flor a ser animales, treparnos en arboles y en techos, carnes asadas, la Presa de la Boca y Villa de Santiago, es mi perro Chester, mis gatos y mi conejo, es bailar con Graciela toda la noche, es el Cafe Iguana, el Skizzo y el Akbal, es huir al desierto y ver estrellas fugaces, es la prepa, es el Tec, es ir a acampar a la montaña, es tomar un cafe con J.Jaime y platicar durante horas, es Jumbo, Zurdok y Kinky, es el Gran Silencio, Celso Piña... es una cicatriz en el corazon, es decid adios a los abuelos y a mi casa con jardin grande, es poner toda una vida en maletas y haber salido sin pase de regreso... Es la casa con la que siempre sueño.