This morning I went to a job interview that requires the individual to be a fluent Spanish speaker..
Well.. I went in there with the notion and joke that when the right moment presented itself I would respond in Spanish and show off my skill.
Mr. Lou, the gentleman who interviewed me, beat me to the punch and spoke to me in Spanish.
I was a little nervous..
En cuanto me di cuenta que te persinabas
cada vez antes de conducir el carro sabía que estaba en buenas manos.
Aunque yo no me persine ni le pida a la virgencita me llena de esperanza verte a ti hacerlo.
Lo haces con tanta delicadez y humildad…
Gracias por ser tú.
I think the best thing a person can do is introduce their friends, lover, future lover or acquaintances to what he or she likes.
What do you get out of it?
To forever be remembered as the person to show him or her that.
Trust me, you won’t be forgotten.
I wouldn’t be me if it weren’t for some pretty interesting human beings..
Who here has a Snapchat?
You’re welcomed to add me…
hasta pronto :)
Where the hell have you been my entire life?…
“Admit it. You aren’t like them. You’re not even close. You may occasionally dress yourself up as one of them, watch the same mindless television shows as they do, maybe even eat the same fast food sometimes. But it seems that the more you try to fit in, the more you feel like an outsider, watching the “normal people” as they go about their automatic existences. For every time you say club passwords like “Have a nice day” and “Weather’s awful today, eh?”, you yearn inside to say forbidden things like “Tell me something that makes you cry” or “What do you think deja vu is for?”. Face it, you even want to talk to that girl in the elevator. But what if that girl in the elevator (and the balding man who walks past your cubicle at work) are thinking the same thing? Who knows what you might learn from taking a chance on conversation with a stranger? Everyone carries a piece of the puzzle. Nobody comes into your life by mere coincidence. Trust your instincts. Do the unexpected. Find the others.”
Timothy Leary (via thisisyourmaverick)
Tagged: #for the spirit
“Under the harsh summer light, everything was dried out and exhausted..”
Haruki Murakami, The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle
Tagged: #for the spirit
Sundays are heavy…
I have it good. I have a roof above my head.
My mom would say, “Nos tienes a nosotros. Tienes a tu familia, tienes un hogar que más quieres?”
Yo también me pregunto lo mismo.. ¿Qué más quiero?
Estudes están vivos y sanos por lo pronto todo de lo que deseo se puede replacar y ustedes no…
So according to my friends I like to venture when I’m drunk …
I love being lost drunk with my thoughts…
Pizza, Dos Equis y risas.
Porque no te conosco todavía?
Alomejor puedes ser el amor de mi vida..