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Let Go

Today is the last day. I'm letting go.... the sweet love, my broken love, the memories that are still somewhat vivid, the hope, the nonsense, the idea and the promise.

I won't miss you anymore... and I'm fine with that.

45 YEARS!!!! YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Conocerte Asi

Me levantas el alma enamorada
Caigo dos veces ilusionada
Se hace imprescindible tu mirada
Y cuando imagino una vida sin ti…
Ya no quiero nada

Te imagino entregada
En ti mi boca aferrada
Te encuentras a partir de hoy
En mi cuerpo aprisionada

Tu cuerpo es un camino sin encrucijadas
Lo bordeo sin coartada

Satisface en mi
Un deseo de temporadas

Quiero dejarte mojada
Hundirte en mi almohada
Sacarte suspiros y sentirte...
Apasionada

Después imagino

Encontrar mi casa en ti
Despertar allí
Rodeada de el lago de colores cambiantes
Que es tu mirar.

(Karen Suárez)

Florianopolis

The morning drives allow me some time to reminisce. This morning was so clear, the skies were blue, the air was crisp and there wasn't much traffic heading north. I have a box full of old tapes I just can't get rid of... and once in while, I bring a few to listen to in the car. Today was Charly Garcia and some of the old Beatles songs I used to listen that summer in Brazil... The music brought me back!!!

I was 15 and it was the last summer before I moved to the U.S. (the first time around). I think I've already written about this trip briefly in past posts but I had so much fun and so many wonderful things happened to me that summer that I will always cherish the memories.

Starting from the road trip from Buenos Aires to Uruguay and then Santa Catarina... the bridge that takes you to the island of Florianopolis. I went with Francine, my best friend at the time, Romina and Luciana. We rented a house that had a private beach and hammocks. We would wake up every morning and walk down to the beach, lay out, swim, walk, read, talk and talk some more. We would sometimes walk to the small downtown and walk around the shops, buy beer, laugh and scheme the night.

I spent three months in Florianopolis pretty much doing nothing other than going to the beach every day, eating seafood and drinking fruit juices, sleeping in the afternoon, showering with cold water to cool off from the sun, kissing boys, dancing, swimming at night, exploring. It was my summer out of a book.

I've had it! I really really really want this to be over. I feel taken advantage of. Lesson learned.

Judging

I feel people judge me for ordering Coke instead of Diet Coke... I really don't care!

I'm back!!

Wow! It's been a while. I wonder if anyone will read this... so much has been going on in my life lately! i have a new job! I went to Bolivia to visit my family! I'm moving to Boca Raton! I've had many roommates in the past year and I'm looking forward to getting a place for myself once and for all. It'll be a one bedroom :)

I'll write again but I promise I'll try not to bore you.

All is well with me and I guess that is why I haven't been writing here. I have been thinking for a while now that I want to change my page's look and add a few more things to it. I am learning how to use Dreamweaver and if I don't get too distracted, you'll be seeing something new here soon.

By Liza

May I confide, that your vibe propels me to imply
that I reside at your bedside, & take you on a joyride?
By ride, I mean explore
Metaphors that are soft or hardcore.
For a moment let me adore
Let me pour my love onto you like the seashore,
Mi amour.
Like a good groove let me move into you
Select parts of you like a gourmet menu,
Let me read to you Love by definition is this…

Love: A deep, tender, ineffable feeling of affection and solicitude toward a person, recognition of attractive qualities, or a sense of underlying oneness.

Girl, let me uplift , with a kiss
Close your eyes and feel softness,
Let’s be mutually speechless ,
Loud whispers filled with love innuendos,
Sensual word play as I display the vulnerabilities of a child
in a woman with a spirit so wild.
My pen tells my brain,
I must refrain from falling in love with you.
So I write,I write in spite of the controversy
I conjure metaphors about the sea, and how it’s deep like your eyes
In a muse there are no goodbyes,
So I’ll dream about your eyes
In a muse there are no goodbyes,
So I‘ll dream about your eyes…
I’ll awaken at your bedside,
With nothing more to hide.

(Liza Nepa)

I got an apartment!!! Yay!! Oh, and I’m so excited because it is two blocks away from work in Coral Gables. That means more sleep, less stress, less expense in gas and my car will definitely appreciate the break. I move in November 15th and I am counting the days!!!
Life has been pretty hectic lately, all with Hurricane Wilma hitting south Florida and no power and crazy traffic. I think things are going back to normal slowly but surely. Isabel gets here Nov. 17th and I’m so excited. We will be roommates and I think that it’ll be a blast.

On other things going on in my life... ay dios mio...no idea what I'll do about that.

No es un mandamiento ser la diva del momento (wow)
Para que trabajar por un cuerpo escultural
Acaso deseas sentir en ti todos los ojos
Y desencadenar silbidos al pasar...
Mira la escencia no las apariencias
El cuerpo es solo un estuche y los ojos la ventana
De nuestra alma aprisionada (oye)
Mira la escencia no las apariencias
Que todo entra por los ojos dicen lo superficiales
Lo que hay adentro es lo que vale
Siento en el aire un aroma espiritual
mensajeros haladosIntentando aterrizar
Si abres el estuche lo que debes encontrar
Es una joya que te deslumbrara (hay pero)
Mira la escencia no las apariencias
90-60-90 suman dosientos cuarenta
Cifras que no hay que tener en cuenta (oye)
Mira la escencia no las apariencias
No te dejes medir no te dejes confundir
Alusate… haste valer
(El Estuche- Aterciopelados)

En Mi

En Mi

Soy mis hijos
Soy madre y padre
Soy un canto lejano
Y una plegaria a el deseo

En mi sucumben
Aca residen
Conviven en mi

Soy mi padre
Soy mi madre
Soy un grito callado
Tambien soy un poco ti

En mi aman y viven
Lloran aqui

Ven y descansa
En mi
Que tambien soy un poco de ti

Lately

Que me anda pasando ultimamente, no lo se exactamente. Ni he aparecido por aca para contar que fui a Virginia para mi cumpleaños y que la pase increíble. Estuve con varios amigos que no veia hce mucho tiempo y fue bueno celebrar mi cumple como se debe. Me hizo recuerdo a mis tiempos en Bolivia.
En otras noticias, mande al carajo a mi ex marido y esta vez va en serio. No nos volvemos a hablar, me siento liberada.
He estado saliendo bastante con mi amiga Karla y la verdad que la pasamos super bien. Es como decimos, parece que el tiempo no haya pasado para nada. Hubo un reencuentro con un ex amor y lamentablemente no se que voy a hacer, solo un milagro me haría feliz con respecto a esa situación. Este a sido el mes del reproche.

There has been some flirting going on…I wonder if and where that may lead?

In case you were wondering

In case you were wondering...

22 Things About Me


1. I am a 29 year old girl who is still very afraid of the dark.

2. I live in Miami now, but grew up in Argentina and Bolivia. I like to move a lot. Something
about staying still bores me.

3. I’m left handed and because of that was considered to be cursed. My grandmother would
tear up every time she was reminded of it. She was determined to teach me to do things
“properly”. Karma is a bitch and gave her 5 left-handed grandchildren.

4. I like to drive for hours, better if it’s all by myself listening to music really loudly, smoking
cigarette after cigarette after cigarette.

5. I have driven across the country in a pot stupor. I had to pull over a few times because the
road was zooming in and out somewhere in the middle of the North Dakota. Somewhere
along the way, I actually saw buffalo running in the free world. Heh…then I saw some of0
them going in the hot springs all casually like if they were at the local spa.

6. I am accident prone and the biggest klutz. I will break something of yours for sure. Do not
invite me over your house because I will fall, kill your cat or break your microwave.
Seriously.

7. I crashed my first car and blew up my second car all in 3 months. The second time was after
a busy night of running through a field with machetes and drinking moonshine under the
bed, while hiding from the cops. The night had to end with a BANG, I guess.

8. I once had a laughing attack in church and was asked to leave.

9. I have good memory. I can still remember what I wore for my first day of school and what
Ms. Baker was wearing when she told me I needed to be nice and let the kid that peed (all
the time) into “my” tree house. The nerve.

10. I have been in love once before and got my heart broken. I’m ready to fall in love again.

11. I don’t know what I would do without books or music. I need them around me at all times.

12. I was once taken by a cute hippie to a cave on a nudist beach to got some good lovin’.

13. I have kissed a girl before.

14. I grew up in a house with 7 maids and chauffers but was still taught well by my mom to
pick up after myself and that I need to work to get what I want.

15. There is a book written about my family. I gotta say, I did not grow up the conventional way. Crazy shit.

16. I hate it if you touch my hair. I will secretly despise you for a few minutes.

17. I love my friends and admire them.

18. I honeymooned in the jungle and woke up to monkeys staring at my naked ass.

19. I have 2 brothers and two sisters and they are the bomb diggidy. My parents are too cool
for words.

20. I punched my brother in the face one time because he was making me laugh too much. I
know…I normally don’t hit people but these were weird circumstances.

21. I once partied for 4 days straight after New Years. I came home and had lost 10 pounds in
those 4 days. Fun times.

22. I dropped my 3 month-old nephew on his head one time. Don’t look at me like that…It was
his mom's fault!

Adios

Live well, stay safe
I know goodbyes are hard to say
but it is harder to stay
lay lover lay, like the song that played
it will all be OK one day

Broken

You’re so consumed with how much you get
You waste your time with hate and regret
You’re broken
When your heart’s not open
(Madonna)


Salir de la habitación sabiendo que lo roto no es el vaso de cerveza que me tiraste en la cara.
Salir sabiendo que lo roto sos vos.

In a Funk

When we cannot be delivered from ourselves,
we delight in devouring ourselves.
(Cioran)


Me carcome la clara noción de que lo que mas me gusta hacer en la vida, lo hago mal. Escribir.

El día laboral es demasiado largo, son muchas horas para tan poco trabajo. No da!

Esto de estar trabada en trafico durante tanto tiempo le esta quitando el gusto a manejar. Eso si que esta terrible.

Veo mi casa como algo muy lejano. No entiendo como le voy a hacer para poder pagar todo yo sola. Ese no era el plan.

Ver cada vez mas lejos la posibilidad de tener hijos.

El trago amargo que a veces puede ser la soledad.

Ludicrous

No se exactamente qué ni cómo paso pero se que a mi ex marido algo le anda fallando. El fin de semana pasado hablamos por teléfono y entre que colgamos y media hora después, se había armado un drama en grande. Según él, su mejor amigo esta enamorado de mi y se quiere venir a vivir conmigo. Le armó tremendo relajo, me dejo mensajes desesperados, diciendo que lo llame inmediatamente y que el amigo le había contado “todo”. No se exactamente que puede ser “todo” si entre nosotros no pasa nada! Cuando revise mi correo había una carta de él diciendo que no podía creerlo, que como le pudimos hacer eso y bla, bla… Yo estaba bastante confundida porque nada que ver así que lo llame para saber bien que era lo que estaba pasando y cual era el problema. Me recontra colgó el teléfono. El amigo me jura que jamas le dijo eso… Esta todo muy confuso porque no se de donde se esta inventando tremenda incoherencia y hasta he pensado que realmente lago le anda fallando. Yo le conteste una carta diciéndole un par de cosillas, recordándole que para tener un “affair” hay que estar casado y ese no es el caso, ya que se le olvida que nos divorciamos. Pero mas que nada, que nada esta pasando! Cómo puede haber un malentendido tan grande y tan ridículo? En fin, se que esto no es el final de esta historia así que ya les contare, una vez que me entere, que es lo que paso realmente...