Hi, this is Jorge writing
Oh well, I know this is something too big to start with but anyway, I don’t know how many months it’s been since I last wrote a post in this blog and I’m sorry about that, I’m not sorry for not writing because I didn’t feel like to, but because I know some people read me on a regular basis and they’ve been coming and going to see that I wrote nothing. I’m sorry for making you lose your time somehow.
Anyway, as you can see, I’m back. I don’t know how long it will take me to disappear again, but I hope I’m strong enough to keep me from doing so.
What’s new? Let’s see…
I’ve opened a new window to see what was my latest post and too see if I can remember what I’ve done after that…
June 18… well, that’s a long time ago I’m just going to name a few things that I did this summer and what I’m hoping to do before this year ends.
On June 26 or so I went to Germany with my best friends, me and my friends have 2 friends who were living there for a year and we decided to visit them this summer, it was really great, I don’t have much to say about that, I really liked it, and we are playing to do something together this summer again.
On july I went backpacking through Europe, I started in Milano, Italy and ended in Oslo, Norway so you can guess it was a very long adventure, who did I go with? Someone that I hope to have much more adventures with, Jorge.
On August I went to Chicago and I was there until September, it was really great there, an old friend of mine came from Wisconsin to visit me and it was really great seeing him again.
On September I started my classes again, my senior year, last year of high school, next year I’ll be in another city, with different people and probably I’ll be worried about much different things, but that’s how it works, but I’m still hoping I’m still this happy.
Liverpool, well, that’s where someone I love is living at the moment, he moved there just today and he’s planning to stay for a couple of months so I’ll visit him this December. Also, my mother is now working up in the mountains and I can only see her during the weekends when I go there or when she comes here, nowadays I’m living with my father, I’m a bit more free now but it’s sometimes scary.
I can really say I’m happy with everything around me, except for a few things like politics, some doubts I have and some mundane things that aren’t really that important.
That’s the question I would like to ask you today, are you happy or are you just pretending you are? It’s not that easy to find a right answer but I think it’s something worth thinking about it.
The song is over, the sky is clear, I swear there’s nowhere I’d rather be.
Tonight it feels like we’re on our own, even though we know we are not alone.
We are surrounded by too much noise, I can feel how slowly we’re losing control.
You, with your broken heart, waiting to be fixed up.
You, with your big smile, that could always make me cry.
You, with your unreal fears, no, you won’t”sleep tonight.
You, with your great opinions, were the best none could have.
Little voices mimic you
You seem drained, almost dying
You did the best you could
Are you aware of what to do?
Just keep the distance
Start living faster
This is what you always wanted
Watch your back
Say your prayer
Promise yourself to
Never get back to the old days
It’s a great show
They love the choir
But you just can’t sing anymore
Such a high standard of living, I just feel like I’m dying.
I’m not an expert when it comes to living and life as a matter, and I probably will never be, but that doesn’t really bother me.
What bothers me more about life itself is how everyone spend their time trying to live in this fake state of happiness.
Why do they try to decorate it? Life is amazing just the way it is, I mean, even when it’s just a blur of details, a sunday morning lying on bed regretting, when you realize you don’t want something you wanted so much, when someone betrays you, when you do that to someone, when you aren’t all you wanted to be.
Well, I’ve been thinking about intelligent conversations quite a lot lately, since all I’ve been talking about the past couple days are things like the weather forecast, sex and attractive people, I’m not bothered, even genius talk about simple and mundane things, but, with this I’m not saying that I’m a genius, I’m more like a 5 years old, oh wait, no, I’m much younger than that.
I’m back, after a few days without writing, I’m sorry about that, I’ve been quite busy and I didn’t feel like writing really, so I guess, I don’t have any good excuse.
Two of my best friends came from Germany to stay with us for a while, it was really great, we had fun, talked for hours and made a huge party at my friend’s house, what wasn’t that great was waking up the next day there knowing that downstairs there was a huge mess, but it was worth it. ANYWAY!
I’ve been busy with my school, doing things I couldn’t manage to do while I was at the hospital, I know it was weeks ago, but I still had a lot of things to do….
My mind has been really busy lately too.
That’s what at first I started this post for, I wanted to talk about that. How our own minds fly like a kite.
I don’t know what’s on your minds, and maybe it’s normal and it happens to everyone, but ,my mind is always producing new ideas and thoughts and it seems to me it’s unstoppable. It makes me wonder when it’s going to stop. How bittersweet is this illusion…
Maybe I’m noticing all this now because it’s been more than a month since I last drank something and the fact that I can’t even drink a small beer is depressing me, I sound like an alcoholic with that line, what I mean, is that sometimes, a bit of rehab and stopping time for a while by drinking with your friends at a bar or at a party is really great, suddenly everything that worries you disappears and even though it only does for a while, it’s enough to not feel saturated.
The truth still isn’t out.
Is this your revenge?
Hurricanes, tsunamis, earthquakes….I’ve never been affected by any of this, but that’s not something fair to say, I’m constantly being affected by it.
What scares me more is the madness of the governments, getting profit is the only thing they care about and if they have to cut down a ten thousand trees it isn’t something they will worry about. Trees grow fast, in their minds, just like their bank accounts. The people and the government, it isn’t anything new that everyone is taking different sides.
The buildings grew too tall.
Well, well, well. I’m sorry, if there’s anyone out there reading what I have to say this cloudy afternoon, thanks for reading, and I would like to apologize for being away such a long time. Actually, I haven’t been anywhere, but I’ve done some other important things that filled my time.
I’m not going to write about Hemingway, I basically know nothing about him, and I’m not proud, at all, but in all this years of education I don’t think anyone has ever mentioned him to me, and that’s more than sad. That’s terrible, I think he’s pretty much a genius, as far as I know he has written some amazingly well written books and he was given the novel prize for his labour in the world of writing. I know he’s considered a classic when it comes to American literature, and I will try to read something written by him soon, I promise.