The Gathering – Miniature

October 8, 2009 at 10:43 pm (being better, dreams, know me, music) (, , )

This are the lyrics for Miniature, my favorite The Gathering song

I know the stories
Of undersea lights
It all seems so clear to me
From this astounding aerial view
I start to wonder
More about you
And your dreams
I’ll follow each step you take
As I want to know your secrets too

Under the shelter of this evening sky
We can dream further than we ever thought aloud
It’s always more simple than it seems

Tell me your story and I’ll tell you mine
You’ll find no more boundaries when you realise that love
Can overpower everything

Tell me your secret and I’ll tell you mine
With every word you’ll see there’s no more need to hide
Our love can overpower everything

I know the secret of the stars with all their beauty and all their light
They just want to feel what we feel

Tell me your story and I’ll tell you mine
Tell me your secret and I’ll tell you mine

I’m very proud, cuz the official site (as you can see) hasn’t released the lyrics so far.
This is all my work 😀

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And then came you.

September 25, 2007 at 5:48 pm (being better, dinner, dreams, flirting, gay, happyness, improving, kiss, love, music)

Mood:  Superhero!

Song:   Snow Patrol – Chasing Cars

Is funny how things happen.

I was always bitching about how lonely I feel, and when I decided to feel lonely no more, I found him feeling lonely too.
And I’m amazed by the fact that two guys can be born and raised so far from each other and still being so alike.

We’ve been seeing each other every single day since we started to date.  Movies, dancing, park, restaurants, whatever: there’s always something fun to do.
And yesterday, he was a little bit quiet.  I asked him why, if something was wrong…  His face was blushing and suddenly he asked me to be his boyfriend.

And I said yes  😀

——

We’ll do it all, Everything on our own
We don’t need anything or anyone

If I lay here, if I just lay here, would you lie with me and just forget the world?

I don’t quite know how to say how I feel
Those three words are said too much, they’re not enough

If I lay here, f I just lay here, would you lie with me and just forget the world?
Forget what we’re told, before we get too old, show me a garden that’s bursting into life

Let’s waste time chasing cars around our heads
I need your grace to remind me, to find my own

If I lay here, f I just lay here, would you lie with me and just forget the world?
Forget what we’re told, before we get too old, show me a garden that’s bursting into life
All that I am, all that I ever was is here in your perfect eyes, they’re all I can see
I don’t know when, confused about how as well, just know that these things will never change for us at all

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

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New Version Of Me

September 21, 2007 at 2:21 pm (being better, dinner, dreams, flirting, friendship, Games, gay, happyness, improving, kiss, love, music, Shy, tea, town)

Mood: Happy

Song: New Version Of You

“Can you become a new version of you?
New wallpaper, new shoe leather, a new way home
I don’t remember
New version of you, I need a new version of me”

I’m overwhelmed by the direction my life has taken this last week.

First of all, I have a clique at work though they’re not co-workers, so I spend a lot of time with ’em.

Second, my boss noticed that I’ve been workin’ hard on these past holidays (in order to provide the services that we’re expected to give to our customers, even when we’re facing a “storm” caused by the 5-days National Holiday celebration). Work was done impeccably, and all the credit was mine to seize. He was so happy that we even talked about the possibility of a trip to the States (yay!)

And finally, I met a guy. Is kinda funny, cuz we met long time ago through internet (I told you that I was a gamer before, right?).
I’ve been playing Lineage 2 for a long time, and this guy was in my team, and we used to talk about stuff (tons of it. he knows me better than my dad, by now).
Last 19th all geeks that play on the Chilean server got together in a barbecue, and since I’m feeling more confident about myself, I went to the meeting.

It took just one second. I look at him and I stared. I was dazzled, this guy is handsome and sweet, and shy too. It was glorious, because we both were looking at each other’s eyes… We started talking, and we realized we have a lot in common. It was about sunset when we decided to keep talking in a quieter place.
Since my apartment was a 10 minutes walk away, we were on our path to get a nice cup of tea. We kept talking about music, life, movies, games, and everything was flowing naturally… Suddenly he took my hand, and he told me he thought that I was beautiful and rare, and he kissed me in the cheek… He was blushing and he was really, really nervous (and so was I, but I tried not to crumble and melt right there).

I just wanted to, so I held his hand for a few seconds, and I kissed him. His lips tasted so sweet, and he was trembling as I was; we kissed for a long time…

That day, officially we started dating. Today, we’re going out for pizza and beer, and then to a movie.

I AM HAPPY!!!

BTW: His name is Chris. And he has the most intense brown eyes I’ve ever seen.

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Was it impossible to float for a while???

September 3, 2007 at 11:06 pm (dinner, dissapointed, dreams, drinking, gay, kiss, love, music)

Just for making a difference?

I was getting interested in the guy. His beautiful eyes, his mouth, his way f thinking, the way he look…

But of course, things are not like we wanted. After that day I posted in here, we had a nice dinner. After that we went to my apartment, and keep on drinking some wine (you know I love it). We were sitting on a couch, and he got really close to me. I was nervous, I felt excited and nervous at the same time, is like being on a roller coaster… He never stopped looking at me, and I told him that he was making me nervous, though I couldn’t stop smiling. He told me to close my eyes, which I did just to feel his breath upon my lips. He softly kissed me, and it felt awesome, and weird and strange, and awesome again (first time… I was kissed!!!).

Of course, it couldn’t be that perfect…

He told me yesterday that he needed to talk with me. That he thinks tat I’m a great catch, that I’m one of the coolest guys ever and all that bullshit. Cuz he has a boyfriend.

” The torture won’t part you
Motherly breast won’t warm you
You fail and foam from your mouth
why is it so loud, this sound?

All the sense your are capable of
does not seem to save you
You heed the glance of a smile
Was it impossible to float for a while?

Restless is carrying fever
burning you to pieces
In search and need of a friend
Will I bow down to this in the end?

I lay in the hands of my maker
and I want to spend the rest of it awake
Why do I get the feeling they’ll break it
It’s a fight… it’s a fight…”

The Gathering – Amity

I’ll guess I’m gonna be ok.

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Communication

August 29, 2007 at 10:24 pm (being better, dinner, dreams, flirting, gay, happyness, love, music, partying, playing piano, tea)

The party ended around 5 in the morning, so I decided to get a cab and go to my apartment. And Dan (a beautiful, beautiful guy who stared at me the whole dinner) asked me: “would you give me a ride? I live 2 blocks from your apartment” (we talked about that like 2 hours ago). I looked at him and just nodded my head… He sat near to me in the cab, and started asking me some questions: “So J, where did you live before? Why did you move to the town? Did you like it so far? Have you been to this new gay club? Do you know this restaurant?” I wanted to him to be quiet, cuz I was so nervous; but at the same time, he was staring at me very concentrated while he was asking. I felt like he did care about knowing that information. the thing is that once I was ready to step out of the cab, something really moves insdide of me… “Do you want to have a cup of tea with me?” (I know, it’s lame to invite to have some tea, like if I was a 65 yrs. old lady :D), I barely could believe what I just did. We went into the apartment and keep not talking… and share the cup of tea and looking at each other…

He noticed the piano and ask me to play a piece. I told him: “Dan, is 5:30 in the morning, neighbor’s gonna kill me”, but something in my head told me that was the perfect occasion. So I played for him, for more than an hour.

At 7, he said to me that he was about leaving, and i was kinda sad about. He look at me, and gave me the biggest hug I’ve ever had. I’ve never been that close to a guy in my entire life! After he left, i kept on playing the piano for another hour.

Well… tomorrow we’re going to dinner, together.

See ya!

BTW, the song in this video, is his favorite song, and we were the only two who were singing it when it started to play. That’s why he looked at me in the first place.

The Cardigans – Communication

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Dear God

August 20, 2007 at 9:31 pm (crying, dissapointed, dreams, music, unconfident)

Today I don’t believe in anything. I’m depressed, or maybe is the winter, I dunno. I really (really) want to give up on a lot of things…

I’m in Santiago and started with my new job. My job is awesome, and what takes me down is absolutely non related to that…

My sister told me that she’s engaged. Finally, after 2 years, she is engaged, and she and his boyfriend will marry on next December. I should be happy for her, cuz that’s something big for her, but I can’t.

Anyways, selfish people are alone… That explains a lot.

Today, I recommend this song, which perfectly fits with my mood.

Dear God – Sarah McLachlan

Dear God,
Hope you got the letter and
I pray you can make it better down here.
I don’t mean a big reduction in the price of beer
But all the people that you made in your image,
See them starving on their feet
‘Cause they don’t get enough to eat
From God
I can’t believe in you.

Dear God,
Sorry to disturb you, but
I feel that I should be heard loud and clear.
We all need a big reduction in the amount of tears
And all the people that you made in your image,
See them fighting in the street
‘Cause they can’t make opinions meet

About God,
I can’t believe in you.

Did you make disease, and the diamond blue?
Did you make mankind after we made you?
And the devil too?!

Dear God,
Don’t know if you noticed, but…
Your name is on a lot of quotes in this book,
Us crazy humans wrote it, you should take a look,
And all the people that you made in your image,
Still believing that junk is true
Well I know it ain’t, and so do you

Dear God,
I can’t believe in…
I don’t believe in…

I won’t believe in heaven and hell.
No saints, no sinners, no devil as well.
No pearly gates, no thorny crown.
You’re always letting us humans down.
The wars you bring, the babes you drown.
Those lost at sea and never found,
And it’s the same the whole world ’round.
The hurt I see helps to compound
That Father, Son and Holy Ghost
Is just somebody’s unholy hoax
And if you’re up there you’d perceive
That my heart’s here upon my sleeve.
If there’s one thing I don’t believe in…..

It’s you…..
Dear God.

that’s true, I don’t believe in you!!!

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As The Rush Comes

August 17, 2007 at 4:16 pm (dreams, happyness, improving, job, love, music, Shy)

Just for the curious I will leave a picture of me.

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“Traveling somewhere, it could be anywhere; there’s a coldness in the air but I don’t care. We drift deeper into the sound and life goes on, we drift deeper into the sound, feeling strong, so bring it on…

Embrace me, surround me as the rush comes…”

(Motorcycle – As The Rush Comes)

I came back yesterday from my interview in this big job. Finally, the decision was made: I’m in!.
I applied 2 months ago to a job bid for Lead Trainer position, and no one ever told me about what happened. I thought I would die in my filthy Trainer position, getting to know nothing about the real world, high buildings and glamour itself (LOL)

Now, they think I’m the best for the position. So, now I’m the Lead Trainer in Chile…

Finally, this is the opportunity I was looking for. Now I can make it to a great job, get to know some people and make some good money.

VoIP Company I can’t disclosure its name, Here I come!

The song is one that really makes me want someone to love. I’m waiting, I want to be embraced, surrounded when the rush comes.

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Tired (The story of a Lonely Teacher)

August 13, 2007 at 2:41 am (crying, dissapointed, dreams, Shy, unconfident)

Lonely

Today I was thinking about this note*. What could I possibly write to make it funnier? I was thinking about some changes on the speech; being more comedic than dramatic. ‘Cause, you know, if I’m still single, is not because everybody else in this world became blind. Is just that I’ve never was really good at some things (dating being one of ’em).

I was thinking about being a nerd my entire life, and I was told by other people about bullying and stuff. And, sadly, I was thinking about myself back in school. I was not even known by my classmates. I had just one ‘friend’ at school, and he didn’t even like me; he kept having me as his friend because he wanted to get closer to my lil sister. Maybe only the teachers knew about myself because they were sort of afraid that I was some kind of psycho fuck (the fact that I was by myself all the time, and no one spoke to me didn’t really helped) they ‘recommended’ me to a shrink.

C’mon people, I AM JUST SHY!

I can’t picture myself in a party, basically for two reasons: one, I don’t have the kind of friends who go out and party; and two, if I would actually had ’em, maybe they’d be embarrassed because I don’t really know how to be social. I have already a hard time being a teacher, because student’s behavior is way more intense than I remembered. And, most important thing: I just fail to see someone nicely talking to me just because. Back in high school, guys just talked to me because they wanted to approve their finals. After that, they never spoke to me again. I didn’t fit with the dorks. Not even the freaks were my friends…

I’ve been shy since I can recall. Mom tells me that is just because I’m ‘in the wrong path’. That if I catch a nice lady, my life would become easier; I would even be able to speak out freely, without feeling stupid as it usually happens. I hate being like this, I think it’s nonsensical that a 30 yr old guy, who lives on his own, with a nice work, and average looking couldn’t find a way to feel comfortable with himself.

I hate being shy!
I hate being that guy who is so silent that becomes creepy.
I hate that no one ever looked at me when I’m walking down the street.
I hate that I always fell for the wrong guy.
Because basically, my entire life I’ve had crushes on the popular guys, the ones that have a beautiful smile. I don’t even like athletic guys (it’s kinda giving up. If the regular ones don’t even notice me, why should the muscled hunks do it?), I just want to be able to picture myself as a happy guy.

I think I’m pissed off about the way I handle (or don’t handle) socialization. But the most I think about it, the most I get to the same point. I need to stop doing this, ’cause it’s killing me. I don’t want to be known just for my family. At this very moment, I just have two friends. And both of ’em live in another city. I just want…

I just don’t want to be lonely.

*Colleague of mine

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Dustin, I love you!!! Please come and get me!

August 9, 2007 at 5:19 pm (dreams, friendship, gay, introducing, love, music)

Dustin lookin’ beautiful

I have to admit it.

I have a crush on Dustin. No, I fell in love with Dustin. Last night I was having the most beautiful dream, about having a totally fulfilling life. I was in my apartment (a really spacious one, in a first world city -at this point I was aware it was a dream-), just listening some piano music while I was cooking something quite exotic (it looked delicious. I’m not implying that it actually was something exquisite). My performance at the kitchen was perfect, and the music suddenly stopped. 10 seconds later, Dustin O’Halloran was taking me by the hand and saying: “Sweetie, it looks delicious…”, just before kissing me, softly and gentle. His words still sound in my head like it was true, liked it had happened. Well, of course the dream didn’t stop right there, but the important thing is that I was dreaming about a guy I’ve never actually seen (not even in videos), just some photographs. I’ve listened to his music, which is beautiful, and I’m at this very moment doing some arrangements on his work. I play a lot of piano (which doesn’t mean I’m good at it), and I totally love his music. And, I can’t actually stop fantasizing about him….

Dustin Playin’ for me (yeah, I wish…)

Well, if you want to listen to his music, or see his pictures, please visit his official website:

http://www.dustinohalloran.com/index.php

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