I'm taking over the world

YES! I AM!

and you can now find me on tumblr

I love this video.

500 Minutes with the Guys from 500 Days of Summer from FirstShowing.net on Vimeo.

and it gives me good ideas too.

A woman is sitting on a chair, wearing a black dress. She’s barefoot, tapping her fingers, as the man standing in front of her plays the saxophone. “I wrote a song for you” he told her, and bought her a coffee. They sat at a table near the window, looking into each other’s eyes, not saying any words at all. Her curly hair moved everytime she moved her head even the slightest bit, and it was driving him crazy.

That afternoon they walked to his apartment, and they took the way through the park. It was a not-so-cold autumn day. He wanted to hold her hand, but she kept them in her pockets. He sighed and shrugged. She asked him if he was cold, took off her scarf and put it around his neck, without waiting for an answer. He thanked her. The scarf smelled really good.

She took off her shoes when they arrived to his place. It was warm inside. The air smelled like coffee and cigarettes. He took her coat, and she sat on a chair. He took his saxophone out of the case, closed his eyes, and started to play the song he’d written for her.

And just this morning they were strangers.

me.

when i was five.

October 4th: A Happy Fucking Cool Day

Two amazing things that have happened today:

1. Maria's mom found a better job and they're going out to celebrate it. She deserved it !!!

and

2. This is a story I wrote for my literature class assignment last month. Now, it's in a video and it has music. Nine people, including Joseph Gordon-Levitt (creator of the website) himself collaborated to make this amazing masterpiece.

I've been smiling all day long!!!! this morning my mom was yelling at me cause I had to clean my room and all I said was "okaaaaaaay" in a singing tone and I just cleaned it. THAT'S HOW HAPPY I AM!!! I will know tell you the story of the day the teacher read it out loud for the whole class to hear it. He chose the ones he thought were the best, and he read mine too. So, when I heard of the existence of hitrecord I signed up. When I recorded it (...in my mp3 player) I did it twice. I didn't like the second one. The first one already was good, and since it was the first time I read it, it felt stronger, cause for the second one I already knew how to read it. I posted that one and The Blue Elephant, which was another literature class assignment, and the rest is what just happened.

Other literature class assignments: a love letter, a suicide letter, a message in a bottle, and a sonnet. Writing sonnets or poems in general is impossible for me. I can't make rhymes. I just can't. I was told by my teacher that I write "poetic prose" instead of poetry poetry. I thought, well this guy knows what he's talking about. But I can't rhyme so the last assignment is getting hard to create. But I have to do it anyway.

Once again, this day couldn't be better. I'm so happy I said to my friend "fuck Newton". Look!

Too Many People dice:
-YES !!!!!!!!!!
-today is a fucking happy day!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Maria Zahir dice:
-WE'RE AT THE TOP OF THE WORLD
-EVEN IF WE ARE IN DIFFERENT PARTS OF THE WORLD/
Too Many People dice:
-WE'RE IN BOTH TOPS OF THE WORLD!!!!!!!!!!!!!
-they're two? or is it just the northern one? because of how the world goes around...
-um...
Maria Zahir dice:
-one
-cause
Too Many People dice:
-yeah
Maria Zahir dice:
-south is down
-hahaha
Too Many People dice:
-ahahhahaha
-but if you're in the south polo
-it is the top of the world
Maria Zahir dice:
-it's the bottom
-if i were to stand upside down
Too Many People dice:
-according to Newton
-but fuck Newton!
-it's THE TOP!!!
-I'm so happy I just said "fuck Newton"
Maria Zahir dice:
-LMFAO!!!!!!!
-THAT MADE ME LAUGH A BIT TOO MCUH
-MUCH**
Too Many People dice:
-YAY!!!!!!!!!!!
-THAT WAS THE GOAL!!!
-I NAILED IT !!

See? that's just how happy I am.

Now I'm going to run around and jump. Maybe I'll get tired and will actually be able to sleep.

And by the way, somebody reblogged it from Joseph's tumblr and said I had a french accent. Thanks!! But I'm not french, I do speak a little french. And I'm actually going to study french next year. It was one of the best compliments I've ever heard.

People Are Strange - Making Of

Route

• Playboy Magazine: Mistake or not, what made you decide to go the rock-'n'-roll route?
• Bob Dylan: Carelessness. I lost my one true love. I started drinking. The first thing I know, I'm in a card game. Then I'm in a crap game. I wake up in a pool hall. Then this big Mexican lady drags me off the table, takes me to Philadelphia. She leaves me alone in her house, and it burns down. I wind up in Phoenix. I get a job as a Chinaman. I start working in a dime store, and move in with a 13-year-old girl. Then this big Mexican lady from Philadelphia comes in and burns the house down. I go down to Dallas. I get a job as a "before" in a Charles Atlas "before and after" ad. I move in with a delivery boy who can cook fantastic chili and hot dogs. Then this 13-year-old girl from Phoenix comes and burns the house down. The delivery boy - he ain't so mild: He gives her the knife, and the next thing I know I'm in Omaha. It's so cold there, by this time I'm robbing my own bicycles and frying my own fish. I stumble onto some luck and get a job as a carburetor out at the hot-rod races every Thursday night. I move in with a high school teacher who also does a little plumbing on the side, who ain't much to look at, but who's built a special kind of refrigerator that can turn newspaper into lettuce. Everything's going good until that delivery boy shows up and tries to knife me. Needless to say, he burned the house down, and I hit the road. The first guy that picked me up asked me if I wanted to be a star. What could I say?
• Playboy Magazine: And that's how you became a rock-'n'-roll singer?
• Bob Dylan: No, that's how I got tuberculosis.

reblogged from this guy's tumblr.

Waltz - Fiona Apple

If you don't have a date, celebrate. Go out and sit on the lawn and do nothing, 'cause it's just what you must do, nobody does it anymore.

Everybody Lies

Vonnegut is fucking serious.

this really happens. take it from somebody who's an expert in the field. VONNEGUT IS FUCKING RIGHT!!!!

Bukowski

I met a genius on the train
today
about 6 years old,
he sat beside me
and as the train
ran down along the coast
we came to the ocean
and then he looked at me
and said,
it's not pretty.

it was the first time I'd
realized
that.

I have a little situation here

Which is quite simple but as always I am just making it a little complicated. Yeah, just for fun, y'know?

There's this photographic contest from a magazine, about teen pregnancy and the beauty of adolescence. You're supposed to send a picture of the best part of adolescence. The point is that being a mom/dad is a really big decision, and it's a decision you should take consciusly, not just because you wanted to have sex. And their advise is to enjoy adolescence...

And here's where I complicate things. Adolescence is actually nice? Is there ANY BEAUTY at all in it? All the physical changes make you embarrassed. You're almost all the time emotionally fucked up. Psychologically, you're trying to find yourself. Lucky Maria who's the most mature 14 year old I've ever met. Personally, my point of view is quite pesimistic. I hated my years of adolescence while I was living them, and for some reason I believe almost every teenager did. Now that I'm older I don't even think about them. I said "older" instead of saying "I've grown up" because I don't think I have grown up. Everyone says inside we're all children, but adults don't even remember their childhood, and they're the ones who say that inside we're all children... This are all just vague ideas, because as I said before I don't think about the time I was "growing up". And it's all really mixed. Adolescence is hell, as far as I know. I don't know about any other teenager. Maybe the Olsen twins' adolescence was better than mine, or worse because of all the attention they got (and still get). Mention any kid celebrity, and still I bet growing up was hell for them. Try mentioning the ones who DIDN'T get in drugs/alcohol or any other substance. Just yesterday there was this girl in Dr. House who was fat and had a baby girl with this guy from school and before that she drank a lot of alcohol, provided by the same asshole. Guess what! All the perfect thin shitty girls gave her mushrooms and she died. The beauty of adolescence. The amazing process of growing up to be your parents less-than-masterpiece, everything they did not hope for when they decided to have you. Spring is starting and so will the suicides. Girls killing themselves all over the globe because they weren't noticed, they wanted to be noticed and they asked help from the wrong people: the perfect thin shitty girls! The greatest example of how to get noticed, plus sucking at school, becoming an addict of some substance, getting depressed and possibly killing yourself eventually because they DIDN'T WANT to help you, they just wanted to make fun of you, and also they lied to you and said they were your "bffs".

Yes. I am pissed off. I hate the fact that this is something that happens, yet adults say it's wonderful. Yes, I am aware that you learn more from bad times than good times. But is it really necessary to make a person have a bad year so you can have good one? Do you really have to overpower the ones who need nothing but being listened?

My case is boring, neither of this happened to me. I have absolutely no child trauma, or adolescence trauma if that matters. And people think it's weird. I did suffer but just because I did it to myself, and I don't mean in a phisical way. I just got really existentialist, but I still am. My humor still changes a lot during the day. I still hate a lot of things I used to hate. I am comfortable with who I am, with how I look, with the things I like or love. I have never been in love, but I am not desperately looking for it either. Sounds romantic and unlike me, but I believe that I'm not meant to look for it, it will find me by itself. I've lost more friends than I've made, but I've kept the few I need and I love them and I'm happy with them. I've realized a lot of things I didn't realize before. I've made up my mind about many things. My opinions about certain things have changed. I read more, I stopped watching TV and going to the church. I stopped doing a lot of things I used to to. I'm more quiet. But I write more than I used to. My taste has changed. Should I go on...?

I would hang a WELCOME TO HELL sing on the adolescence door. We all go through it. Some don't make it. Some do, and become adults. Some don't become adults. There are so many choices and so many shit that the world offers. But that's another subject I will develope some other day.

Personally, I don't think there's any beauty at all in adolescence. But, oh the irony, I'm still going to send a picture to the contest. I've got nothing to lose.

The Blue Elephant is now up in hitRECord, so you can listen to it. More to come, as soon as I record them (...in my mp3 player).