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Venti means 20

frenchfwries — Wed, 30 Dec 2009 02:12:56 +0000

269 words

Is all that is takes to form

A perfect poem prose

A perfect verse indeed

Is all that you need

To take the mind of things

Things that are swimming around

A pond that is empty

No fish in the sea, like words seemingly venti.

Venti thinks big

But her aunt, Count Louise

Does not think it polite for young girls to think.

Thinking, she’s been told

Has evoked

A plague just centries before

Before there Were words

Poor Venti, the dear hoped.

Yet to think in itself is as innate as breathing takes place.

So Do not let your dear count Louise

Take advantage of thee

The thoughts are itself, sure to please.

Earth Day is Comming! Lights off for an hour! [and other stories of my life]

frenchfwries — Tue, 24 Mar 2009 06:49:39 +0000

: Lights off for an hour!

[go to read about earth day here]

Hi there.

K, so I haven’t written since that last post, its been what? A month? Yeah, ok practically two. And ok, I admit it was because I’ve been lazy but not too much has happened.

Lemme see. The bf is back to being the BF and so I’m not confused, I’m just unsure-of the future. It’s fuzzy. I WANT to see us together, but like I said it’s fuzzy. And I stand by what I said in my last post about me and him going our separate ways and then re-connecting. Yeah. It’s going to happen. I know it is, just because it’s GOTTA happen. All great relationships suffer in one way or another. From what I’ve seen great relationships in the making have a period of ROUGH times, it’s “Fate’s” way of breaking them or making them. My parents went through it [my mom and dad had to work a REALLY long distance thing from Cuba to California for a whole year. That’s 12 months. That’s 365 days of not seeing the other person. That’s an eternity of questions and doubts and tears because the pressure and they are now together forever. So in a way, it was to strengthen them.] Mayran and Mauricio went through it, not that I particularly like them, but they were apart back in their day too. Carlos and Aileen too , and I use all these relationships and label them as “great” because although the people themselves aren’t so super awesome [not talking about my rents] they have held their own for a long enough time to be considered stable in a relationship. Me, I am not stable. It’s been 6 months w/ Jesus but w/ all my other BFs it was 4 months or less. Therefore I have experience, but not stability. So just by what I have seen and experienced it’s obvious that me and Jesus are not going to be together forever as of RIGHT NOW, but If we wait and see what the world throws at us, that “happily ever after” is within reach if we allow each other to grow. And we will if we’re meant to be. I need more experience and he needs more “alone time” he needs to get it out of his system that whole routine of “me me me, I can hold the weight of the world by myself” idealism. Until we can meet at a certain level, we won’t meet.

I was reading this book yesterday, it was written in the 80s in form of a play and the stage directions are simple; this play is not meant to be memorized, there is no need fancy scenery, it is meant to be read aloud with the actors facing opposite ends of each other until the end when they finally see each other. How many times does a play get written like that? Anyways, it is a play called “love notes” and it’s all about a man and a women who have written each other letters since they were in second grade and have seen each other grow up and they grow to become different people and the audience sees this through the letters they’ve written each other. They never SPEAK to each other until the end [I’m gonna spoil it] when the girl dies and the guy writes to her mother and says that he regrets not marrying her and how he has realized he has always loved her and etc. and the girl is a ghost by this point and she is around him the whole time he is writing this last letter. It works on both levels- as a romantic “seize the moment” tale and as a story about how much letters are important…they really are. I’m writing here on my “blog” but you better believe I have double the info in my journal at home. We depend too much entirely on the internet these days, you ever wonder what would happen to all our memories if this site would just fail? If the whole internet just failed? There is NOTHING that can replace a hard copy. But the point the short play makes is that writing letters is a long lost art, we need to write more letters people!

On to other news, Me and Clarissa are planning a getaway weekend with the BFs. We want to go to Catallina Island. I think it’ll be really exciting. We Wanna go during the summer. From Thursday Night to Sunday morning. OMG I get excited just thinking about it. We’re gonna totally Rock out those days, sleeping with the men we luv and loving that beach breeze. It’ll be super fun. Maybe MJP can join in too. With her beau too ofcourse. That’ll be a HUGE party lol.

A Rose by any other name…

frenchfwries — Tue, 16 Dec 2008 07:00:17 +0000

♥What my babe wrote to me:♥

Gracias por ese minutito que me diste de espera.

Gracias por toda la gracia que me haces para notar mi sonrisa cada vez que la sacas por una dulce locura tuya.

No sabes como me acapara todos esos pensamientos que llevan como titulo tu nombre, y que también cargan tus sonrisas y tu dulce mirada.

Nadie me quita las ganas que tuve para besarte y sin tan solo supieras las ganas que tengo para seguir haciéndolo.

No tengo ni la más mínima intención de olvidar este dulce momento.

Pero dame ese minutito más que es que te lo pido, y mira que no te pido mucho hace días.

Y es que en el día no te pido nada, solo de noche es que mis peticiones tienen mas razones porque lleva como cómplice la oscuridad.

Esa oscuridad que testigo de locuras comenzó a volverse diabético de tanta dulzura.

Pero para!! que todo no se va acabar, recién todo esto esta empezando…mira tu… que miedo da!!

Pensar que no seria capaz de dejarlo todo atrás pensar que un día volví y no me quiero ya marchar.

Pero si dios, el grande, te ha de mover de mi lado para disfrutar diferentes locuras nocturnas, no te preocupes que en la oscuridad que me pertenece tú estarás.

Y si otra protagonista actuara dentro de ese escenario de pasión jamás ocupara tu lugar ni tu estación.
Como me cediste un minuto que te parece si te doy un montón de horas para que dispongas de ellas a como mejor te parezca.

Y que te parece el nuevo look que llevo, no ves ninguna diferencia, pasa por un espejo junto a mi y ve si me veo igual contigo a mi lado.

Mi cabello sigue teniendo la misma forma y aun cubre el mismo espacio, ájala que cuando se tina de blanco aun este ese espejo y aun sigas tu a mi lado.

Pero para! Que esto no a quedado acá, yo vuelvo otro día mas y si no lo he de hacer, no pares de llorar humedece la tierra una vez mas y mira tu se que me recordaras.

♥What i wrote him:♥

Déjà que te diga lo que eres, lo que quieres y lo que tienes.
Me tienes a mi, tu dulce muchacha, tu amor simple, sin exajeracion. La que te quiere-con todo el corazón.
Quieres el mundo- que sea tu amiguo, tu corazón lleno de esos estilos, quieres a ellos y no esta mal, porque eres un chico exeptional.
Eres muy lindo, te digo, y eres quisas hasta mi mejor amigo.
Te adoro te amo y como nos reimos
Juntos, no appartes, estamos siempre consentidos.
Te adoro mi amor, todo lo que haces
Como te ries, como caminas, como me miras y la forma que tienes
de abrasarme.
Que me dices si te robo un beso, o dos? Oh un monton?
Los regresarías, quisas con una sonrisa? Con una mirada, oh quisas mañana?
Me besarías con esa passion, que me has ensenado, en otra occasion?
“claro” diras sin hesitación y solo como prueba me darias unos de tus dulces bon bons.

Me darias un beso y una mirada, y después otro porque no uvieran palabras-
Para explicar lo que yo siento, cuando me besas afuera, y por dentro.
Me encanta, me excita, me da calambre y cosquijas.
Me tienes tu, para ti, con solo una sonrisa.
Con una mirada, me tomas la mano,
Sonríes y me dices “como te amo”
Me haces feliz, en ese instante y los dos caminamos hacia otra parte
Nos vemos pasando un espejo, junto intacto y nuevo
Tu y yo es el reflejo
Lindos nos vemos.
Eres igual, excepto esa sonrisa, ahorra más grande de la de hace dos días.
Me miro yo misma y no puedo creer, que a tu lado me veo tan bien.
Pasan anos y te vuelves más loco
Y yo, solo un poco.
Pero seguimos ay, en frente de ese espejo, que ya no esta tan nuevo.
Esta viejo y sucio, pero funciona.
Dice lo que es, y como nos adora.
Ay estamos tu y yo, aguantados de la mano
Mientras me dices “cuanto te amo…”

are you that somebody?

frenchfwries — Mon, 01 Dec 2008 05:44:40 +0000

babe whom i miss;

always has a new kiss

for me:

little♥miss♥cute-e

isn’t it curious how we spell the word “somebody”? because according to the dictionary definition of ”some” and “body” they’re totally different, yet together…..it’s a significant word. Kinda like life, and more defined: a relationship. Weird huh? [you can see the definitions at the end of the post ] SOOO…being how this post is about the relationship between me and my babe….well that whole somebody thing works out no? yeah. i think so. i like the title. good title. lol. Anyways, about my babe we’re good. he is being a very good boy today and he’s behaving. he’s very excited about coming over later tonight, and so am i. We’re going to watch CSI; Heck Yes. lol. good times.

note2self: anniversary in 5 days yay [confetti]

definitions:

Some: being an undetermined or unspecified one

Body: the physical structure and material substance of an animal or plant, living or dead.

SomeBody:a person of some note or importance.

Hello Moto

frenchfwries — Wed, 26 Nov 2008 07:24:18 +0000

me and my bf

Hello There unexpecting bloggers

i’m dai little♥miss♥rhyme.

and welcome to my official first post, all you need to know about me [and some] is right next to you to your right, if you will just take a second to read the”about” section, you’ll find it quite usefull. Have fun reading and commenting, more content comming soon

; cuz i’m artsy like that.