Mar 3, 2009



Love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love.
There's nothing you can do that can't be done.
Nothing you can sing that can't be sung.
Nothing you can say but you can learn how to play the game
It's easy.
There's nothing you can make that can't be made.
No one you can save that can't be saved.
Nothing you can do but you can learn how to be you
in time
- It's easy.

All you need is love, all you need is love,
All you need is love, love, love is all you need.
Love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love.
All you need is love, all you need is love,
All you need is love, love, love is all you need.
There's nothing you can know that isn't known.
Nothing you can see that isn't shown.
Nowhere you can be that isn't where you're meant to be.
It's easy.
All you need is love, all you need is love,
All you need is love, love, love is all you need.
All you need is love (all together now)
All you need is love (everybody)
All you need is love, love, love is all you need.


I should definitely thank The Beatles for this one. They've given me the greatest idea thanks to this song. You'll hear it when you see the credits at the end. Also, Jamie Cullum, I owe you one too. I love his cover of Blame It On My Youth. It's also one of the many songs that have inspired me to... I won't tell you! it's a secret. But it inspired me anyway. I won't forget to mention Edith Piaf, Cab Calloway, Nat King Cole, Ray Charles, Frank Sinatra, Ella Fitzgerald and Louis Armstrong. So many names! This almost feels like an Oscar speech. Maria, I promise I'd name you in this speech if I ever get to say it. I think you're the only one who knows (so far) what I speak of. Everyone else is just loving the mistery of it (I hope). BUT! I won't tell you, I'll probably just post hints here every once in a while. It's one of the things that's been keeping me busy, besides school and gym. I'm also going to start learning french in the Chilean-French Institue, and that's also going to keep me more busy. But, that won't keep me away from my blog and my blogger-friends.

IN OTHER NEWS! The new school isn't as bad as I was told. Apparently people like to talk shit about things they don't know. I still don't see the point on that, but what the heck. But I can't either complain or be amazed by it, since I've only been there two days. But, hey, at least we don't have to wear uniforms, which is exciting for a person who'd had to wore them for eleven years.

It rained this saturday. And today it feels like if it was june (southamericanly speaking, of course), it's cold and grey outside. It's a perfect day to eat ice-cream! But I had two cups of coffee instead. Delicious mocca. I take it black. I love black colombian coffee. How do you take it? Or do you prefer tea?

Here's one thing I've been thinking about today: Should there be a reason to love somebody? If you're in love, why do you love that person? I mean, yes, your answer (and maybe most answers) will/might be, because he/she is cute/funny/perfect/anything. But, can you love somebody just because you do? I can't answer this question because at the moment I find myself to be alone and not in love. But if somebody says "I don't know why I love him/her, I just do", wouldn't that reflect the mistery of love itself? at least I like to see it like that... tell me what you think, if you happen to be in love. If not, tell me anyway.

Bye-bye!

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Hmm, I'll try and decipher your little mysteries.
Oh i will. I really dunno if that is a threat or an unsure promise to myself bahaha.
Thank you so much, I feel really loved, and thats a rare feeling for me, I always cry when I feel that way. and yes, my face was hot and tears were welling down my eyes because of how loved i feel. I'm extremely glad you see me as someone who understands. And the feeling is mutual, it really is. If I ever get to trip in the red carpet with the dress only a few would find pretty and give a speech, your name would be in it most definitely...no. A paragraph about you would be in it....maybe a whole sheet of paper. then people would be like "if she wrote that much about a person, i would have to meet her," and thats what happens.
I take mine on the softer edge. I take black occasionally. and its usually French Coffee Bean or if im lucky, some belgium chocolate nut or dutch vanilla...yum.Columbian is good but it has this weird after taste. guah i wrote too much. But I should tell you that for some reason i cannot post anything on the blog we have. I'm the admin and it doesnt give me the option...which is weird. currently im trying to figure it out and i was just worried if you feel offended towards that, and hopefully you don't. Anyways. Love is all you need.
Smile.