If one day
I can cause the sudden smile
of someone blue
Or be the lighter
In someone’s dark
My path will be in bloom
And joyfully enlightened by the night sky.
This is the blog where I’ll be uploading all the photos with my Nikon.
I want you like you desire to have your eyes the color of the sky when they are brown as the earth beneath your feet: silently resigned.
Yesterday I went to Creative Mornings Lima, part of the Creative Mornings community that organises free conferences (coffee included!) all around the world. This month’s topic was music and we listened to interesting stories about how the music world works behind the scenes. I applied to be a voluntary, let’s see how that goes. After that I ran to teach Spanish, home to have lunch, then I jumped on a taxi to go to the hospital for my doctor’s appointment. After consulting in the previous months one doctor that just seeing me and touching my neck told me I had diabetes AND cancer (and that told me not to worry, people with that kind of cancer live a long life) and one that told me that the problem was my body and I would have to be in a diet my whole life, I have found (miracle!) a serious doctor that doesn’t invent diagnosis and gives me a series of exams to do to scientifically prove what I have (he thinks nothing serious) and what not. I was starting to feel doctors with brains didn’t exist. This is to say: there are plenty of hospitals and doctors in your town, if you feel sad, uncomfortable or not satisfied (or the three of them, like me) DO NOT stay, try someone else, another hospital. Next week I’ll do my exams, find the problem and the solution. I just had to step away from that place and now I definitely feel I’m in good hands.
At night I was so tired I stayed at home. Before going to sleep I opened up Netflix to watch a comedy, I clicked on the smiling face of Drew Barrymore in the poster of Miss You Already and discovered she was actually the friend that sees her bestie find out she has cancer and go all through the process of chemio and more. Beautiful movie, but I couldn’t finish it. Sometimes you just want to laugh and go to sleep.
How was your weekend?
Check out http://creativemornings.com and let me know if there’s an event in your city! :)
Here I am from my iPad, drinking coffee and eating a chocoteja, surrounded by the Sunday newspaper. I guess I should say I’m sitting on the floor on my yoga mat because we don’t have a couch yet. New flat, no furniture.
In a few moments I’ll start reading the last part of Immortality by Milan Kundera, a book that truly surprised me. I was lucky to find it on my way at a second-hand book sale. Next to it, waiting, there’s a book I wanted to read since high school and that is finally mine: The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath. I am an achiever, that means I feel bad if I haven’t done anything productive. It doesn’t matter if it’s Sunday. Right now I am torn between feeling guilty that I am writing and then reading and convincing myself I deserve it at least one day a week.
Last night I watched the last episode of Girlmore Girls, Fall, and I’ve got to admit I cried a little bit. Lorelai is the hardworking, strong and inspiring woman that should be the focus of the show, and Rory is a selfish and spoiled 32-year-old baby that cannot put her sh*t together. When I was younger I liked that she loved to read and was good at school because I could see myself in her but she is definitely thousands of kms away of what it’s a great character like Hermione Granger.
Yesterday I went to the presentation of the summer courses at the photography school I dream to study so bad. Here in December you get another salary apart from the one you normally receive, and here I am again torn between “investing on myself” like my mum called it and saving up because we have to buy a house and you have to save the more you can. I am always a mind with a body dragged by two extremes.
What do you think?
Hi, I’m not dead, and I’ll be writing to you soon. Hope you’re well and that somebody loves your true colors.
Have a nice day, week, month, year, life,
Why aren’t you a feminist?
So finals finally started in my university. I had an exam programmed for today, and yesterday I spent the entire afternoon, evening and night (until 1 a.m.) studying, I didn’t sleep (I tried for three hours but the result was only thinking about the exam and rolling in bed) and then I woke up today at 4 a.m. to study for an hour, change, have breakfast, take a bus at 6.30 a.m. and arrive at uni at 7.50 a.m., only to discover, at 9.30 a.m., that there were too many people, so I had to come back tomorrow. And the cycle will start again…
I always think that gifs from Tumblr can express how I feel better than words, so I leave you with: How I feel during university finals. Enjoy.
Take a selfie when you feel pretty, when you’re proud of the makeup look and/or the outfit you wear that day, but also when you’re sad, do you know it’s scientifically proven that when you smile, even if you don’t feel like it, after a while signals are sent to the brain that actually make you happy? Smiling can literally change your emotion. So please, smile, upload a selfie on your blog or instagram, tag me if you want (@ellarend), and, of course, have a nice day :)
Dear Friends Who Take Selfies,
I want you to know that I love it when you post pictures of yourself. I know selfies get a lot of bad press, but I think they’re rad. They give me a little window into your life, and you’d be amazed at how much I can get out of one little photo.
I love your pictures because I love seeing what you’re wearing – the outfits you build give me ideas about how to mix it up with my own wardrobe, and seeing you work your shit gives me courage to try clothing that I otherwise might have thought was too outlandish or revealing.
I love seeing how you do your hair and makeup. You look like a hot babe and I wish you would make YouTube tutorials explaining how you get your eyeliner just so. I want you to post pictures every time you change your…
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