One of the Best Times of My Life

I can honestly say that I am done with receiving and I want to give. 

I have never felt so rewarded, and all I did was help. Even if it was only for a few days, I think the fourteen of us felt grateful that we could help for even that small period of time. One of the things that I really noticed was that regardless of the amount of disabilities and horrible things that all these kids had gone through throughout their lives, not one of them cried whilst we were there. They had all learned to be so optimistic and happy that there was no time for being upset or misbehaved. 

Familia Abrazar is the name of the foundation if anyone wants to help.

Hay los ricos ricos, los pobres pobres, los ricos pobres y los pobres ricos. 

There are the rich, the poor, the rich poor's, and the poor rich's. 

Birón, Mateo, Sophia and Yan Franco

Animal Crackers

Gauchos

Familia Abrazar

Juan Camilo

El Dorado

Read my Mind by the Killers

Why are they so amazing?

Man of Sin, Liar, King of Babylon, Evil one, Satan

"And out of one of them came a little horn which grew exceedingly great word the south, toward the east, and toward the glorious land."(Daniel 8:9-11)
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To grow silent
To grow old
Is nearly about the same
Disgust is covered by gold
And laughter has turned into a snicker
The roaring lion jabs at your ribs
And scrapes at your heart

The lights have risen
Oh tempter, they have shone upon you
And your wrinkled, dirty skin
has been burnt by the light of day
It has been covered in soot
You did this, oh Devil
Burnt the world to it's lowest

Your own proverbs will stab you in the eyes
And they will bring you to your knees
So you have neither sight nor travel
And with neither lock nor key

But I will grow old
and silent
while the little horn grows
the Thief of the light will expand,
he will turn our hearts into wither

And still;
I will grow old
and silent
For in the end, it is all the same

The Wanted - Glad you came lyrics

My Brain

In English class a couple days ago, we were told to write about what our brain is like. We had ten minutes for this task and truthfully, I don't even think I wrote what I wanted to write. So, here, I'll write what I was trying to convey.

My brain loves information. It grabs everything it can hold and it's good at sciences, language, art etc. But, my brain is not excellent or drastically amazing at anything. I could say that that is one of my main worries. I have so many things that I like but my heart doesn't really reach out to any in particular. I may have good quantified results meaning that I do get great grades in my classes but it's only because I know how to get them and not because I actually love them.  

And then, there's music. My brain soaks in the notes of every piece, every song, every note and bathes in the pool of melody. I've just finished writing my first piano piece and to be honest, I have never been more ecstatic about a project. Whenever I'm near the instrument, it's as if my brain has a negative magnet that's being pulled towards all the positives of the piano. And it is only then when my brain really becomes a part of me. It is only then when my brain speaks to my fingers and the knuckles of my hands. It is only then when my foot does not trip over itself and instead, glides from pedal to pedal. My brain functions only then. 

But my worst worry of all is this one: I have never shared this love with music. And now, I have nobody to tell me: "Pursue it." To be honest, I don't think I'll ever really have the strength to share my brain's passion. I'll never get to share how I am my brain. And my brain is me. How together, we hold this secret. 

Adele - Hiding my Heart

I didn't know this was a bonus track.

Friend of mine told me about it yesterday.

Her voice is amazing!

Forgiveness

Is a beautiful thing.