The Perfect guy....
It looks like I am ready to finish my post!!! wow!!!, this is news.
After all the expectation created around the title and the two pictures, hehehe. Let me
introduce you to my two friends: Zhipan and Drew (guess who is who).
These two guys are probably the nicest, more sensitive, adorable, helpful, well-hearted, lovely, friendly, understanding, good listener guys I have ever met. I am happy of having met them, and will always remember them with care and joy. Are they a model of the perfect guy? sure they are, down to earth, hard-working, amazingly intelligent guys...All I wanted all my life was somebody like them, or I though so. But more and more, I come to the realization, that perfection or objective qualities, don't make a good partner. For whatever reason, we care and are affectionate to whoever for whatever reasons that escaper our understanding (or at least mine). After all these years I just have come to stumble with the reality that...I might just have found what I wanted, only to know it doesn't make me happy. Should we look for what makes us happy? or should we look for what settles us down? or for what is comfortable? I think all these options are valid...and everyone of us should decide what path is best for them.
So...you might think, it is possible to find it all, yeah!!! it is!!!, but...do I have the patience to wait for it to come around? Probably not.
Decisions are made and tables are turned every single day...who knows what future holds? In time I will know what to do, we always do.
Kisses,
Natalia
Dirty Rotten scoundrels
Although I keep complaining about not having a whole lot to do during my stay, I know that is not a realistic point of view. I more that often do interesting stuff, meet interesting people, and go to new interesting places, the problem is I don't feel completely comfortable sharing this, partly because they normally involve other people and I respect their desire of not being publicly exposed on a blog, and partly because I am a jealous person of my intimacy myself (ok, so that is a little contradictory with the fact of keeping a weblog itself).
Since I am aware that I don't always make publicity of my roundabouts in this blog, and that might lead to the misconception that I am not enjoying San Diego, I thought that sharing my experience at the
Old Globe Theater last week would be a nice and smooth start for a new conception of my blog, a more expressive way of blog. Sharing less ranting thoughts and more fulfilling experiences. And I know it is going to be hard for me to share what I did or didn't do (because I really hate to give details of my dids), so I am going to keep it low key avoiding lots of details.
Hope that it will transmit that I am enjoying myself, and that the fact that sad things are more likely for me to be shared, in my everyday life there is far more joy than anger, and far more sweetness and companionship than struggling.
So yes, in the middle of the week, Tuesday to be exact, I went to this non-stop laughter play. It was a great priviledge to be among the San Diego residents to enjoy the world premiere of the new musical play Dirty Rotten Scoundrels. The music and lyrics of this new play, starting in Broadway in March 2005, and premiered here in San Diego, have been composed by David Yazbek who was also the composer for world-wide famous Full Monty musical.
So many Tony Awarded people participating make it a very safe shot to go see it, but you just can't anticipate the fun you are going to have.
The cast is amazing, if you want to see some of your favorite TV actors doing real-time acting, then go, you won't be deceived, they are all terrific. Outstanding
John Lithgow, who you probably know for his long-time roll in 3rd rock from the sun or Harry and the Hendersons. and my favorite actress in this play
Joanna Gleason, I don't see how anybody else could have done it better, her character's comments were the funniest, but I believe was her natural touch that made them just hilarious.
Also remarkable was the set-up. Although not as impressive as those in other Broadway shows, it was just a piece of engineering art. How it moved around, and how those movements were another part of the story and were integrated in the flow of events, was just amazing. It gave a simple impression in every scene, and a complicated engineered impression overall (I am not sure if this makes a lot of sense, but that is how it felt to me).
Last but not least, company was excellent and I had a great time.
Thank yall for reading!
Cheeres!
Natalia
Cuando intentar ser simpático es un problema...
Son las 6 de la mañana, como ejercicio matinal nos levantamos, nos miramos al espejo, y nos devolvemos la mejor de las sonrisas. Somos geniales, eso es, perfectos, inmaculados, intachables, maravillosos...como diría mi profesor de Filosofía de COU, partimos de un 10. Pero claro, el dia es largo, las tentaciones fuertes, hace calor (vale, eso no tiene nada que ver...pero es verdad), y claro, claro ahí se ve que tan perfectos, pues no somos.
En fin, estábamos en las 6 de la mañana (nunca me acuerdo que he recuperado la ñ, esto del xp y su doble configuración es la caña de España) y en nuestra perfección de las 6, así que hacemos ejercicio y nos cargamos de positividad. Siguiendo todos los libros de autoayuda del mercado...respiramos pensando, ¨dentro lo bueno, fuera lo malo¨ y cargados de positividad salimos al mundo. Entonces, cosas de la vida, nos encontramos que esos rencores del pasado quieren aflorar, pero no, nosotros somos amables, estamos en paz con la energía que fluye, con el rio de nuestras emociones, tenemos los chakras balanceados, y, claro, en vez de mandar al gilipollas de turno a tomar por saco, pues aguantamos al gilipollas y, encima, somos simpaticos. Por no mencionar al plasta de turno, al que también soportamos y le cogemos el telefono las 20 veces diarias que nos llama (esto es que como yo tambien lo he hecho, pues me jodo y contesto porque se como de confusos estan), y además, te tragas el orgullo e intentas ser complaciente con la gente por mucho que te hayan hecho daño, porque perdonar ayuda al Karma y toda esa leche. PERO, pasa que eso de ser demasiado simpatica es una jodienda, de eso me he dado cuenta esta semana, mejor ser borde, porque al menos, no te tienes que tragar las gilipolleces de la gente.
Resulta que como eres simpática y comprensiva, pues ya se creen con derecho a controlarte la vida, ya creen que tu vida les pertenece, que se pueden colgar de ti cuando estan mal, porque tu eres fuerte y que eso esta bien. Pues no señores, ya lo he dicho muchas veces, mi vida es mia, me ha costado mucho ser fuerte, si quieres ser fuerte te vas al psicologo y me dejas en paz, que la amistad no tiene nada que ver con eso, que para eso estan los psiquiatras, o las horas de meditación, o lo que te de la gana, pero yo no, para hablar de vez en cuando, bien, ahora, para controlar a alguien todo el dia...te buscas otro amigo.
Y estan los que resulta que, otra vez, como eres medio simpatica con ellos, resulta que estas enamorada, o que les vas detrás, que te gustan (claro, que no saben que, como a los tios, a nosotras tambien nos gustan casi todos para un ratito, nada especial vamos), que sientes amor profundo, y que de aqui al suicidio un paso.. pero por favor, un poquito de porfavor, que estais subidos a la parra!!!
Vamos, que no tengo yo tios detras, tantos que la cola no para en la puerta, a los que tengo que decir que no y herir...como para encima buscarme mas lios, lo que me faltaba!!, que no que no, que se acabo lo de ser simptica con la gente, que despues, los unos se aprovechan, los otros se montan peliculas, y yo me acabo comiendo la cabeza.
Viva ser borde, todos a tomar por saco, hombre ya!!
(Ehem...por si no se nota soy una fan de Aquí no hay quien viva, hehehe).
Natalia.-
