.:Up and Down:.

Up and down,
Like a rollercoaster ride.
One day up,
The other down.

Hey! I seem to be ok!
Such a pretty day!
Oh! Just threw it all!
Clouds black, there was no sun!

There goes the swing,
Up and down.
Fighting all the way up,
Suddenly I’m back on the ground!

I wanna fly!
And reach the sky!
You fool!
Don’t you know the gravitational rule?

So what I do?
When I’m up
I fall back down,
As if I had soap on my feet.

It just takes time
To go back up.
And once you’re there,
You may fall again.

But keep in mind,
Though up and down,
Ain’t nobody
Keeping you on the ground.

.:Railway Extasis:.

It’s just amazing how much you can see
If you open your eyes wide,
If you look beyond the reflection of you in the glass.

It seems as if you are going fast,
But when your mind focuses,
You see beyond the blur of the speed.

Dad’s teaching him how to ride.
Oh my god!
There is just one wheel on the back!

“Hey granny, what is that!?”
The excitement of her first ride,
So much to see, learn, observe, ask about!

The lover that hops on,
Waiting anxiously for the last stop,
Where the rest of his heart waits.

People in and out, in, out, squished up.
Many with buzzing bugs in their ears,
Others absorbed in a juicy page of who knows what.

It’s just amazing how much you can see;
If you take those minutes from the speed
Just to observe.

.:Deceiving Eyes:.

In my eyes I see
Who I am,
And what I wanna be.

In my eyes,
I a good person
And them great, mysteriuos.

In their eyes,
No good comes at all
When looking at this abstract thing.

In their eyes,
I paint a picture
That is no Van Gogh.

So then I wonder,
Are my eyes wrong?
Or do theirs interpret what I am not?

Whose eyes should I believe?
Should I combine both?
Or should I not see at all?

.:Who am I?:.

Who am I?

I am 16 years old living in Tucumán, but my roots are set in San Juan.
I was born on a Sunday at 7:30 am in Sanatorio Argentino.
My grand parents from my mom’s side are Rafael and Ana; Rafael parents were Italian, and Ana was born in Spain; she came to live to Argentina when she was 4, 78 years ago. She has two sisters, Antonia and Mercedes, whose son is Leonardo.
My granddad died before I was born, so I didn’t get to meet him nor much of his family. Ana and Rafael had 5 children: Cristina (married Gringo/Héctor), Susana (married Raúl), Silvia (married Luis), Elena (my mom) and Jorge (married Matilde).
I have 12 cousins on my mom’s side of the family, Diego (married to Natalia who have Martina), Franco, Lizandro, Andrés, Ma. Emilia, Olivia (her partner is Gonzalo and they have one year old Valentino), Victoria, Barbie (married to Martin and have Amparo and Ignacio), Nahuel, Carla, Agostina and Ivan.
I’m the youngest of all the girls.
On my dad’s side, my grandparents are Barbarita (mostly known as Elisa) and José. They are both direct descendents of Lebanese and Saudi Arabians’. My grandpa died when I was 3, so I barely remember him. They had two kids, Laura and José (my dad). On this side of the family I have two younger cousins, Josefina and Victoria.
My mom and dad married in 1985, on the 27th of September. In November 12th of 1987 my brother Octavio was born, and almost three years later, I was born, on the 7th of October of 1990.
These people have paid a great deal of importance in my life and altogether brought me up to be what I am now.
San Juan has been my nest until I was 11 years old, and is one of my best memories.
I have left many people and things there, but they have taken a big piece of my heart and space in my memory that will never be erased or destroyed.

.:Tears in Heaven:.

In my opinion this is one of the songs with the best lyrics ever, because it's significance is very strong and it shows how the death of Eric Claptons' son pulled his world down. From that point onwards his life turned into a mess, and drugs and alcohol started playing a bigger role in his life to contrarest this feeling of emptyness and death. Through these words I want to point out how from a second to another our lives can radically change forever, so we must learn to be strong, and carry on.

Tears In Heaven
by Eric Clapton and Will Jennings

Would you know my name
If I saw you in heaven?
Would it be the same
If I saw you in heaven?
I must be strong
And carry on,
'Cause I know I don't belong
Here in heaven.
Would you hold my hand
If I saw you in heaven?
Would you help me stand
If I saw you in heaven?
I'll find my way
Through night and day,
'Cause I know I just can't stay
Here in heaven.
Time can bring you down,
Time can bend your knees.
Time can break your heart,
Have you begging please, begging please.
Beyond the door,
There's peace I'm sure,
And I know there'll be no more
Tears in heaven.
Would you know my name
If I saw you in heaven?
Would it be the same
If I saw you in heaven?
I must be strong
And carry on,
'Cause I know I don't belong
Here in heaven.

.:Radio Programme:. Workaholics ----> Relation to my life

Today we've listened to a radio programme in which selected workers from the U.S. spoke about their experience with work and technlogy.

The participants spoke about the downside of technology, saying that the conversations in between the family or couple aren't substantial, and they mostly don't pay much attention to the conversation because they are multitasking while doing so.

This is kind of my case when I'm with my dad, since his work occupies most of his time, and he has become so attached to it, that he depends on his gadgets and his mind evolves around it. This means that when we talk to him we have to repeat the answer to his questions many times because he is thinking of work in his subconcious mind. It sometimes is frustrating because you feel left out but we know he doesn't do it on purpose. Other times, for example when we are on holidays, he gets phone calls from his co-workers and my mom and I get worried because that call may mean that he has to go back to work because there was a problem, or something needs to be taken care of. Hopefully he doesn't have to leave now because he can do it through internet with his computer or blackberry, but he gets so absorved by his work that it makes him really stressed and us worried.

I've come to get used to it, to his absence even when he is with us, because he has been working far away and very busy with work since I was seven. We used to see him only 3 days a week because he had to travel to Tucuman and we were living in San Juan. Then we went to Australia where he came back home every night, which was really nice, having the chance to share more time with him. After two years, we came to live to Tucuman and we would see him every weekend, and now he works in Peru, so we only see him in between 3 or 6 times a year.

Throughout these years he was promoted which meant more and more work, so his mind is full of work of this and that; is like work turned into his life. This is why I relate my experience with the radio programme, because I've come to know that my dad is a workaholic and by this he dedicates most of his spare time to himself.

Whithout no doubt, being a workaholic is not something that we should be proud of, because it separates you from your loved ones, but we must be thankful of technology because we can talk and spend less time away from our families.

But on the other side, although we don't share as much time together, I can see that he is happy with what he is doing, and his hard work has given my family and me what we have today and more possibilities in life.

In conclusion, every effort has its rewards, and what doesn't kill you, makes you stronger.

Top Ten Experiences in my Life

I think that there are many I don't remember, but these are some of the ones I do:

1. Going on a Cruise for 9 days, visiting the coast of Argentina and Brazil.
2. Living in Australia for two years, pretty lonely but it brought many rewards afterwards.
3. Having the opportunity to go back to Australia after 3 years for a Holiday, travelling just with Laura (my friend) and visiting places that I had been to! And getting to know others.
4. Discovering new things in my life, discovering myself.
5. Going paragliding in San Javier. It was AWSOME!
6. Doing white water rafting in Salta, Dique Cabra Corral, another incredible adventure and experience worth trying!
7. My fifteenth birthday! Everybody from San Juan came, and we all just had a blast enjoying the time together, reatives, family friends and my friends.
8. Going for a holiday with all my family and relatives, and with my best friend after coming back from australia in 2003 and not having seen them for a year.
9. Going skiing in bariloche, although it was hard and painful (and frustrating), and while we were staying there, it snowed downtown; just amazing!
10. Going 4x4 in the outback in Australia. And also having the chance to "try" water skiing and tube riding in a very beautiful lake. So much fun!