Questions I question

(I wrote this in 8 minutes, so I have more questions in my head but it was an experiment about this)

There's a life before death?

Can money make us happy?

What's happiness?

What's love?

Can a lie make us liars?

Everybody needs someone?

A half and a half always make one?

Can work be one of our hobbies?

Can art be comparated to science?

Can a writer be someday more important than a scientific or a politician?

Can classic music be hated?

It is possible think about nothing?

It is true that love is blind?

Can we really trust somebody?

Has Humanity a future?

How was life in the ancient world?

May man travel through the time?

Would we maybe have eternal life?

Does eternal love exist?

How will I die?

Can I be better than someone?

Do human rights really exist?

Can a person have more money than a country?

Is true that persons are always bisexual?

Philosophy is a way to find answers or questions?

Why everybody is used to say that Ithey are ungly if they can be happier without thinking that?

What is beauty?

Have we a beauty canon?

Can I know what I am?

Can we know a person? (really know)

What does human mean?

A person cannot be human?

Can someone fall in love with a person he/she has not seen?

Why am I so strange?

Why is everybody so different?

There's a canon of spanish person?

Can someone achieve an imposible dream?

Does the word "imposible" mean something?

There is something imposible?

Can we talk without words?

Does forgiveness exist?

What will we do without petrol?

Why not?

What a genius use to eat?

Can somebody brilliant be an idiot?

WHY IS HUMAN RACE ALWAYS MAKING QUESTIONS????????!!!!!!!

What about happiness?

What is happiness? I don't really know. I think I have been happy once, I mean, really happy. But I can't remember how I felt.

Was it a warm feeling? I suppose it was. I don't know exactly how I will feel when I would be happy.

It is not that I am unhappy now, it is just that amb not really happy, I just happy, not specially euphoric.

Can happiness be found? I mean, happiness can really appear when we look for it? There are a lot of depressive people in the world, they look for happiness, but it does not come. Why? Is it by chance? Just a matter of fortune?

Then I have some more questions: Can really money give us happiness? A unmaterial cypher in our bank account can make us happier? I don't really know.

It is known that a large amount of money is a nice way to make our dreams come true, so, is money good for us? Can money buy us happiness?

That is terrible. I don't really want to dream all my life in earn enough money to live without worries, I want to live without worries because think in earn money is the most complicated worry in the world! That is poverty! And it is the worst displeasure that can happen to us. Our parents will suffer a hell and more if they see that they cannot feed us, I suppose is the worst feeling ever.

Is happiness hidden?

Where? I want to know it. Happiness may be in a special place. Maybe it is in a city where an actress can be accepted in a important theater. Maybe happiness is in a high school where an english teacher is dreaming in grow up special people, maybe hapiness is hidden in a small room, in a house, in a family.

Where is happiness? Is it real? Is it possible?

I think we have to believe in happiness, that's the only way to aspire to it.

Hope people wouldn't give up the pursuit of happiness.

Maybe making the path is the only way to achieve the land.

I hope you to be so happy!

Best wishes everybody :)

The girl with a smile

Have I ever seen you before?

It was like a dream. She was sitting next to me, wainting for something that can never exist. But, do we ever do something different? I think we always wait things that can never happen.

We recieved unexpected things, and that's what I was to her, an unexpected thing. She was it to me too.

The notebook is still in her bag, plenty of unfinished dreams, imaginary dreams. She likes dreaming, even awake.

I was looking for a smile. A honest one, a simply honest smile. Is that a difficult thing? I thaugh it would be easy, but it seems like nobody smiles honestly. She does it.

When I saw his lips, twisted into a strange grin, I knew it was the smile I was looking for. She looked me in the eyes and she closed the notebook, her fingers were still playing with her black pen. We were at the town's station but there weren't no-one else. Only she and I.

Time is never prepared to stop? I want the time to stop for moments like that. I dream in a time command. Hey, stop here, I want to see her like this everyday I look for a honest smile. Wait a minute, she is still staring at me. Why is she so concentrated?

Is my hair alright? Is something about my clothes?

What's going on.

Stupid. I know what's happening. I am smiling.

Maybe she was searching a honest smile too.

Poem

Newest flowers at the open window,

strange sky over there,

over land.

War is coming,

I can hear it,

landing,

running,

coming here.

Someone has called her.

This is a poem I has already written. Why I choose this words? I hate wars (yeah, I like war films :S, it is strange), but I hate real wars. The feelings a person has to bear when a trouble is going on. A politc trouble, a religion trouble, a ethnic trouble.

I hate wars, I think this poem is like a snake crawling through a meadow, slowly, creeaping, to its dam. I think that war can be smelled when it hurts, when it is in the air, that we suffer physically the war. I wanted to express that with this poem, the arrival of war sensed without seeing it. The feeling of helplessness, knowing that  you will inevitably suffer in your flesh something you are waiting for.

When war comes is like someone has called her, and it really is. A war can be really unexpected? That's a good question to think.

Eros and Psique

What about this? Don't you think it is amazing?

I love this sculture of Antonio Canova, it apparents love everywhere. That moment, when Eros go to Psique is a nice moment. Love is in that moment. We don't see a kiss but we can imagine it, we don't see nothing more than a hug, a very special hug. But, it is simply a hug?

The way Eros is cover the breasts of Psyche, how she puts her arms around his neck and how thir look each other. It is amazing, i love it.

It is just incredible that someone can mold the marmol like this.

Dreaming next year and a part of my life

I hope I make a good decision when I have to choose my next year's degree. I think everyday what it may be, and I am a little bit scared because I have an idea but I don't know exactly what I finally will do.

I definetely will study at Barcelona, because I love it and I think it is a good way to see a diferent world than here in the village or in Girona, wich is nearly the same.

What scares me is the degree I will choose, that is to say, if I will do a good decision, a decision that makes me happy. I want to study something that inspires me, a degree that makes me wake up everyday with some (not a lot, I not dreaming) willings to go to the university.

I am thinking in Art History. I think is a lovely degree but I don't know what I will do after it if I choose this degree because we are in a very big crisis and, well, I don't know. I am sure that I will not study nothing that bores me, so I want to study a degree that likes me. And I love Art History.

I know Art History is a hard degree because is a lot of theoric knowledge and a lot of work, but every degree is the same, and I want to choose an humanistic one.

I am going to see every afternoon the syllabus of Art History in the UB  (university of Barcelona; "la central"). I think it is exciting and it has an optative subject wich is called Leonardo Da Vinci and Renaissance mural painting!!! I love Leonardo Da Vinci, I have history magazines about him and I bought a DVD about his life wich is quite interesting.

I dream in study Art History and go in a Erasmus to Italy; Florence or Rome. It would be amazing. Then I dream in patent an artistic cafe wich will be a very confortable place where people will go to eat something (not a lot of dishes, fiveteen maximum). That place would have a place where people will expose their works as literature, painting, cinema, sculture or architecture or... All arts possible. It will have copies of the most famous paintings, scultures or Da Vinci gadgets with written reports of its artistic history. I have the name of this band of art cafes, but I don't wanna say it because it is a very good idea ;) :P

That will be amazing if it comes true some day.

Now I have to wait and see wich degree I choose. Art Hisotry will be great but I have to see all possible degrees before I choose one.

I have a clear idea about Barcelona and UB university (or Pompeu Fabra maybe), now I hae to pass the PAU exams and hope all would be great for me, earn some money working in summer and then start a new phase of my life... Bye Bye!

(don't copy my idea of the art cafe...¬ ¬') jaajjajajja

A video and a song that moves me...

This is a song I love, I think that nobody that I know knows about this song. I love it, it is a beautiful song with great lyrics. Read them, they told a lot of things with poetry and with truth. The images are great, they show a nature world corrupt with money, people with no feelings, destroyed ideas... Nice video. Nice song.

I hope you will like it, it moves a lot, it moves me and sometimes these lyrics make me feel sad and tired. But also understood and hopeful. How makes it feel to you? It moves you? I hope it would do it. Let me know it!

I put here de lyrics because I consider that if no-one wants to see the video thay should read the lyrics too. No way, there are great, please, read them!!!

Here they are:

You grow, you roar

Although disguised

I know you

You'll learn to know

You grow, you grow like tornado

You grow from the inside

Destroy everything through

Destroy from the inside

Erupt like volcano

You flow through the inside

You kill everything through

You kill from the inside

You'll...

You'll learn to know

I wonder if I'm allowed ever to see

I wonder if I'm allowed to ever be free

You sound so blue

You now are gloom

You're now so blue

You now are gloom

I wonder if I'm allowed just ever to be

xxx  Andrea

The new song of Lana del rey!

Ooooooooh I like so much this singer! Her voice is so special and her songs are beautiful. I knew about Blue jeans and Video games (I put them in the BSO of my novel The portrait of Pandora) and when I saw that Lana del rey was coming famous... Oh yeah, I thought, that means she will do a lot of songs more, yeh yeh!

So in Christmas I saw this new single. It is beautiful, with the same atmosphere than the other songs, the same style I like so much. Lana del rey is a special singer, one with character, songs with lyrics that tell something, with greate music and great voice, so I want to show her new single in my blog today.

Tell me if you like it please, comment or something!

Here I let you the lyrics of this amazing new song:

Feet don’t fail me now

Take me to the finish line

All my heart, it breaks every step that I take

But I’m hoping that the gates

They’ll tell me that you’re mine

Walking through the city streets

Is it by mistake or design?

 I feel so alone on a Friday night

Can you make it feel like home,

if I tell you you’re mine

It’s like I told you honey

Don’t make me sad, don’t make me cry

Sometimes love is not enough and

the road gets tough I don’t know why

Keep making me laugh

Let’s go get high

The road is long, we carry on

Try to have fun in the meantime

Come and take a walk on the wild side

Let me kiss you hard in the pouring rain

You like your girls insane

Choose your last words

This is the last time

Cause you and I, we were born to die

Lost but now I am found

I can see but once I was blind

I was so confused as a little child

Tried to take what I could get

Scared that I couldn’t find

All the answers, honey

Don’t make me sad, don’t make me cry

Sometimes love is not enough and

the road gets tough I don’t know why

Keep making me laugh

Let’s go get high

The road is long, we carry on

Try to have fun in the meantime

Come and take a walk on the wild side

 Let me kiss you hard in the pouring rain

You like your girls insane

Choose your last words,

This is the last time

Cause you and I

We were born to die

We were born to die

We were born to die

Come and take a walk on the wild side

Let me kiss you hard in the pouring rain

You like your girls insane

Don’t make me sad, don’t make me cry

Sometimes love is not enough and

the road gets tough I don’t know why

Keep making me laugh

Let’s go get high

The road is long, we carry on

Try to have fun in the meantime

I've decided to be a blogger!

Yeeaah, I've decided it!!!

Why? Simply because yesterday I saw the estadistics of all my blogs and I saw that they were followed around the world! And I were like: OMG, this is real? Oh yessss.

Blogger is a big window to the world, now I have seen it, I mean, for example: this blog has been seen more times in the USA than here in Spain, nearly 400 times. That's incredible!

But not only people of the USA follow or saw my blogs, there where people around the world: Japan, Mexico, Finland, Italy, Colombia, Russia, Bielorussia, Venezuela, Iran... A lot of countries I said it! The list continues and continues. Waaah...

That means that everybody can be famous, can show their thoughts, it really can happen, I know it for sure yesterday when I saw the estadistics. Incredible...

So I decided to be a blogger (I was, but without knowing the importance of it). Now I know it. I can reach every country without a click! you will see.

I thank the teachers of our high school have shown to us (or forced) to use de blog, it is a very useful tool. Thank you so much!

I go now to see another time the estadistics of our world...jujuju

Bye! ;)

The frightened baby

This is a nice baby: he laughs a lot but he get scared too when his mother is blowing her noise. He is a monad! :)

I laugh a lot with this video, I'm a fan about the funny videos and I always look for new videos on youtube. Today I have seen it! That's great!

The portrait of Pandora

This is the title of the novel I've made for my TdR work. That's the first novel that I finish. Of course I have written other things, but this is the best of my writing works. It has 177 pages, so it's quite long, isn't it?

The story is set in Florence, Italy. The main characters are Pandora Clay, the protagonist, and Gabriel Ballerino, the boy who she mets in Florence.

Pandora is accompanying her brother Victor to his trip in Florence to get used to the city because he will study there for a while. Both of them are art lovers: Victor is studying Art history and Pandora like the art too.

They meet Gabriel and his brother Dante at their art gallery: La Lacrimosa. They become friends and Pandora start to know something about the past of Gabriel and his family. This story hides a mysterious character: Horatio Cobarsi. He is a painter who was the best friend of the father of Gabriel and Dante (Rafael). He is the founder of Rafael's death too.

That's the sad story in the novel. Horatio has turned crazy and he makes the portraits come alive. Spooky, right? Those who want to know what happens in the novel will have to read it :P

I have to say that I love this novel, the story catches me.

I put here the beginning of the story translated in english:

She observed the portrait with an accusing look. I take after her, she thought. She handed it to her brother and he put it in the inside pocket of his jacket. Victor paid what he owed to the painter, who collected the money with dirty hands from the oil paint, and reached his sister, who walked away from the promenade.

I let here the link to my blog of the portrait of Pandora:
http://elretratodepandoraandrea.blogspot.com/

There you can see all the information of my novel, the characters, the landscapes of the novel, my inspiration and many other things like the BSO of my novel wich is in the right hand.

This is the trailer of my novel (I made it for my oral presentation; don't look at it before my english oral presentation of my reserch project, I will show it in class!!!)

I hope it would like to you! Tell me what when you see it! ;)