It happened that I’ve had a fairy goodmother since I was born. Yep, I’m very lucky, I know… Fairy goodmothers can be sometimes unpredictable or be in a very rare (or directly bad) humor because it’s not easy to be what they are but in the end of the day we all want one because no matter how special they aree they take care of us. Do you have a fairy goodmother too? Maybe is it a fairy goodfather? OrThe Goodfather? Let’s share some experiences!
Traducción: Ya puedo usar el baño, ¿no? / ¡¿Qué ha pasado en el baño?! / “roto”
Sometimes I’m a bit… careless? Well, it’s not me really, but things. You know, in the past things were made well and they lasted for centuries, like Versalles or Stonehenge but today… No, today everything is made under planned obsolescence. Do you believe in this? Are you clumsy or you go around in life as agile as a ballet dancer? Let’s confess some… little catastrophes.
Today I did things I wasn’t expecting to do in the first place. I got up really late (for me) almost 9am. I didn’t go running because I thought I deserved some rest after yesterday which was hard in walking and running terms (although satisfactory).
Always trying to discover more about myself. I’m the one, as you should be the one in your own lives. However, I still feel I don’t know myself very well. I’ve been so busy imitaing others I thought they could be my inspiration. I was also busy trying to change things I don’t like in myself with more and less success, depending on the topic. I believe I turned into a very disciplined person (I used to be so carefree as a child) and polite (I was really insolent when little) and now I even go running at least three times a week! (I hated sports for such a long time). But those are things I can do with myself, and they don’t make me feel closer to my true essence, my true being. (I’m being very phylosophical today). What are the three ideas you’d stand for? What are the sounds, the smells and tastes you’ll keep with you forever? What do you love most? What do you fear most? What are the three things you did by yourself? In which places are the roads you travel along?
My sister is in a veeery good humor lately. She used to be this shy and decent girl but not anymore… I remember when I used to tell here: let’s go to Alaska! let’s spend our next holidays in Hokkaidō! (I don’t like heat, you can see that). And she was like: “Weeeell, don’t know… maybe…” But this has been changing lately…
Yesterday, I went to Toledo. This is a medieval city that was Spain’s capital long time ago. I went there to see an exhibition about El Greco, who is a greek pinter from the 16th century. He was born in Crete but he spent most of his life in Spain. He’s very well-known here.
Imagine one lovely day a powerful god or similar (let’s say it’s Koneko) appears in front of you. Wow, here it’s, Koneko in all his yellowish glory. Wow, what a surprise! It’s not an invention from this crazy Aislinn, it’s real!!… etc. But that’s not all. Koneko isn’t in front of you for anything. Koneko always have a purpose.
-Hey, Koneko! What’s up?
-Yeah, not so bad. By the way, I’ll come here to make all your wishes true.
-…yep, that’s it. you got it.
So, in that case, what would you ask Koneko for? You can choose between possible and impossible desires and dreams… There’s nothing this yellow cat cannot do! So think carefully about it because I tell you, this is a unique oportunity!
Today I’d like to introduce you to my sister. She’s this fine, beautiful young lady you can see in the picture above. She’s always dressed in pretty clothes. In this picture she’s also giving her black and white strike cat a stroll. (Have you noticed its blue and pink socks? My sis knitted them herself and gave them to the cat for its birthday…) But the question here (apart of my sister in general) is… can you guess what is inside the enormous bag she’s carrying? You may think about it a few seconds, minutes even. Is it full of books? Clothes? Video-games? Make a guess, please, and if you are right… well, I must say you’re my hero.
Yesterday I was in the Madrid’s Book Fair (La Feria del libro, vamos). Although this is an annual event here, it’s been like… six year since last time I went. Why?
1. Usually it’s deadly hot. And I can’t stand it.
2. Far too many people. I can’t stand it either.
3. They always have the same books, bet-selleres and all that, and it’s boring. Plus, lately books are pretty expensive, so I usually think over a lot before buying one. (I love libraries).
But this year it was different…
When I was younger I used to be a very curious child. I was interested in everthing: from Egiptians to the Milky Way. A book about rabbits, a encyclopedia about ants (ants used to fascinating me so much) or a book about magic (from anthropological perspective) were presents I asked for in birthdays. Then it came school years. The lessons were so boring I hid a book under my desk to read while I was prettending to look at my tasks. (Which usually I didn’t do). After, asking the teacher was not cool in highschool. Whenever interesting questions were made (not the typicall “Can you explain that again because I didn’t get it”), specially in the Phylosophy class, bullers would boo the impudent. So I lost my ability (partiallly, I expect) of asking questions… Now, I want to think about things you cannot answer, things that would always be a mistery like who am I? why am I here? what is the point of existance? and such. Do you have any unaswered question?