The damage is done

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Cumple años el guapisimo Justin Timberlake (´Nsync) 1981 Y dejo como no uno de sus exito en solitario. Éste video además me encanta por como está hecho.

Cry me a River

You were my sun, you were my earth
but you didnt know all the ways I loved you, no
So you took a chance, made other plans
But I betcha didnt think that they would come crashin down, no


You dont have to say, What cha did
I already know, I found out from HIM
now theres just no chance
with you and me
there will never be
dont it make you sad about it


you told me you love me
Why did you leave me all alone
now you tell me you need me
When you call me on the phone


Girl I refuse
you must have me confused with some other guy
the bridges were burned
now its your turn,To cry


Cry me a river
Cry me a river er er
cry me a river
cry me a river er er
YA YA


You know that they say somethings are better left Unsaid
It wasnt like you only talked to him
And you know it
(Dont act like you dont know it)
all of these things people told me
keep messin with my head
shoulda been honesty
then you may not have thought it


You dont have to say, What cha did
I already know, I found out from HIM
now theres just no chance
with you and me
there will never be
done it make you sad about it


you told me you love me
Why did you leave me all alone (all alone)
now you tell me you need me
When you call me on the phone ( call me on the phone)


Girl I refuse
you must have me confused with some other guy (not like them baby)
the bridges were burned
now its your turn to cry


So
Cry me a river
Cry me a river er er
cry me a river
cry me a river er er
YA YA


Oh
The damage is done
So i guess i be leavin


Oh
The damage is done
So i guess i be leavin


Oh
The damage is done
So i guess i be leavin


You dont have to say, What cha did
I already know, I found out from HIM
now theres just no chance
with you and me
there will never be
dont it make you sad about it



So
Cry me a river
Cry me a river er er
cry me a river
cry me a river er er
cry me a river
cry me a river...........



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Cerraste el telón antes que empiece la función

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Es el cumple de Erik Rubin (Timbiriche)1971 y os dejo un tema de su último Lp que es una delicia.

No Para de Llover

He intentado, ¿Cuántas veces lo he intentado?
No puedes hablar con el corazón
Ahora veo ¿Cómo es para ti tan fácil?
Solo puede ser porque tú no eres yo.
Como una historia sin final.
Los días siguen sin pasar.
Siento las gotas, mi cielo caer, sin entender
No para de llover.
Puedo oler la húmeda culpa en tu piel sin entender
En mi no para de llover.

Se que alguien ahora te estará esperando
Cerraste el telón antes que empiece la función.
Como una historia sin final.
Los días siguen sin pasar.
Siento las gotas, mi cielo caer, sin entender
No para de llover.
Puedo oler la húmeda culpa en tu piel sin entender
En mi no para de llover.

Siento las gotas, mi cielo caer, sin entender
No para de llover.
Puedo oler la húmeda culpa en tu piel sin entender
En mi no para de llover.

No para de llover.

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Día de la Operación

Como muchos sabreis mi mama llevaba esperando algo más de un año pa operarse (urgente) del oido ya q no tenía timpano y perdia audición. Pues tras una semana desde q nos dieron fecha el día llegó.

Día de la Operación de mama

Después de una noche larga en vela la mayor parte de ella escuche sobre las 6.30 a mi padre ducharse, así que ya me terminé de desvelar. A las 7 y media bajamos pa ir al coche pero el día empezaba mal, le habían roto el cristal y robado el GPS.

Así que fuimos con mi coche, pero yo me había tranquilizado un poco, lo q mal comienza bien acaba. Allí na más llegar apareció mi abuelo y mi tía Mónica. Subimos y mi madre ya se cambió y le dieron ya un "jarabe" pa tranquilizarla supongo. Y empezaron a aparecer gente, Mari Carmen, Pili, Chelo, mi primo Ale y mi tio Juan Antonio.

Cnd se la llevaron bajé y ya a esperar. Lei un poco, charlé otro poco pero sólo esperaba la llamada, tardó un poco pero sonó. Subimos y el medico ya nos comentó q había salido bien la timpanoplastia. Así que mientras estaba en el despertar nos fuimos a desayunar. Al llegar estaba mi tio Mariano.

Poco después volvieron a llamar, ya la habían subido a la habitación. Y ya la vi, tras verla ya se fueron casi todos y me quedé con mi tía MariCarmen. Cuando mi padre llegó de comer nos fuimos las 2 a comer y vaya si lo hicimos, comimos al solecito hasta no poder más.

Al rato vino mi tía Auxi, y los amigos de mis padres. Recibí llamadas y mensajes de varios de mis amigos. A los cuales agradezco su preocupación.

Ya en la tarde le dieron el alta y volvimos a casa. el telefono sonaba bastante seguido y yo que odio hablar por telefono... jajaja

El cansancio se apoderaba de mi cuerpo, pero no fue hasta cerca de las 12 que me acosté, me quedé frita había sido un día bastante pesado.

It's hard to bear with no-one beside you

Ya estaba mucho mejor con lo del ordenador, sigo odiando al tio, sigo sin usar mi lap top... pero mejor...

Tras mis 4 horas trabajé otras 7, pero estaba pletorica cuando terminé. La cosa, es q había estado viendo a mis niños y adultos. La gente me recibió de lujo, saludandome, estando felices porque les daba clases, desde luego así da gusto trabajar.
Una pena q sólo fuesen unas horas... Pero como siempre disfrutandolo.

Cumplen años todos éstos:

Lee (STEPS) 1975

Joey (´Nsync)1977

Elijah Wood 1981

Nick (BSB) 1980

Un tema de Steps, por el cumple del guapisimo Lee (el 1ro).

Tragedy

Here at night
In a lost and lonely part of town
Held in time
In a wad of tears I slowly drown
Going home
I just can't make it all alone
I really should be holding you
holding you , loving you
Loving you

Tragedy...
When the feelings gone
And you can't go on it's
Tragedy...
When the morning cries
And you don't know why , it's
Hard to bear
With no-one to love you
Your going nowhere
Tragedy...

When you lose control
And you got no soul , it's
Tragedy...
When the morning cries
And you don't know why , it's
Hard to bear
With no-one beside you
Your goin' nowhere

Night and day
There's a burnin' down
inside of me
Burnin' love
With a yearning that won't
Let me be
Down I go
And I just can't take it all alone
I really should be holding you
Holding you , loving you
Loving you

Tragedy...
When the feelings gone
And you can't go on it's
Tragedy...
When the morning cries
And you don't know why , it's
Hard to bear
With no-one to love you
Your going nowhere

Tragedy...
When you lose control
And you got no soul , it's
Tragedy...
When the morning cries
And you don't know why , it's
Hard to bear
With no-one beside you
Your goin' nowhere

Tragedy...
When the feelings gone
And you can't go on it's
Tragedy...
When the morning cries
And you don't know why , it's
Hard to bear
With no-one to love you
Your going nowhere

Tragedy...
When you lose control
And you got no soul , it's
Tragedy...
When the morning cries
And your heart just dies
Hard to bear
With no-one beside you
Your goin' nowhere

I think of you, I think of me, Then I think of nothing, it's the end you see

Después de unos días algo depre y encabrona fui a trabajar 3 horitas en la noche y me subió un poco el ánimo, ver a la gente fue un gusto. Dar clases más intensas, estar como antes, aunque por un rato fue genail.

Antes fui a dónde llevé el ordenador y bueno me cabrea q me tomen por tonta. Le dije las 4 cosas que quería q me aclarara pero sólo me daba escusas absurdas. No hay nada peor que tratar con tios que sólo ven a una chiquilla en vez de una persona q les habla con coherencia. Es una mierda pero bueno elegí la opción de irme de la tienda, la otra era cagarme en sus ejem... (q luego me riñen por cagarme en los muertos de alguien o insultar)

Así que desde el Martes 19 no tengo ordenador, o no lo puedo usar porque como suena el ventilador cada minuto pues a los 5 me pongo de los nervios y me dan ganas de lanzarlo al suelo. Tiene narices tener un ordenador y no poder usarlo.

Estoy en el de mis padres, por si preguntan.

Es el cumple de 2 grandes. el primero mi Mark Owen (Take That) 1972 y de la fantastica Ashley (Ha*Ash) 1987. Aunque voy a poner una canción de Markie ya que de Ha*Ash he subido muchas.
Four Minute Warning

Four minutes left to go,
Is this the end? That
message on your stereo,
Four minute warning
Everybody wants to know,
What should we do than,
A few short stories. A four minute warning

Sasha stands in his yellow cafe
Yes the heart of the city is here,
So he tells me
Sitting on his red leather sofa,
He's rolling another
Man, I'll see you when I see you

Polly is set to be the next big thing
In her high heeled boots, and her two inch earrings
Heart of glass, Blondie, sings in her ear
You're a rock queen honey and we all hear you

Three minutes left to go,
Is this the end? That
message on your stereo,
Four minute warning
Everybody wants to know,
What should we do than
A few short stories. A four minute warning

Lucy had a hard time with love
But love recently chose the right time for Lucy
Loving when you know it's the final time
She now holds time in her own mind

Yeah, Jimmies is the local for Michael
A Guinness in one hand, in the other a fable, able
I once asked are you a lonely man
His reply was non-committal, 'I am what I am man'

Two minutes left to go,
Is this the end? That
message on your stereo,
Four minute warning
Everybody wants to know,
What should we do than
The official story's a four minute warning

Cry, Laugh, Feel love, Peace, Panic,
these are your four minutes.
(I'm counting it down, four minutes of sound, it's always a rush
when your around)

The final story is one of me,
Who with four minutes left has used up three
I think of you, I think of me
Then I think of nothing,
It's the end you see,
Yeah!

One minute left to go,
Is this the end? That
message on your stereo,
Four minute warning
Everybody wants to know,
What should we do than
A few short stories. A four minute warning

30 seconds left to go,
Is this the end? That
message on your stereo,
Four minute warning
Everybody wants to know,
What should we do than

What would you do,
What would you do, yeah

With a four minute warning, a four minute warning...

I'm fading away; I'm fading away, if anybody wants to know...
I'm fading away, I'm fading away, there's only seconds to go.

I know what I know, if you know what I mean

Es el cumple de mi tío Migue es de esos tios con los que te ríes y da gusto estar con él. Además vino a verme a London (con mi tía Mónica, pa q no se enfade...) y nos lo pasamos de lujo. Gracias tito por todo, y por invitarme al chino. os debo una.

Es el día de Emma Bunton (Spice Girls) 1976. De las canciones de su carrera de solista más famosas.

What I Am

I'm not aware of too many things
I know what I know, if you know what I mean
Philosophy is the talk on a cereal box
Religion is the smile on a dog
I'm not aware of too many things
I know what I know, if you know what I mean, d-doo yeah


Choke me in the shallow waters
Before I get too deep

What I am is what I am
Are you what you are or what?
What I am is what I am
Are you what you are or

Oh, I'm not aware of too many things
I know what I know, if you know what I mean
Philosophy is a walk on the slippery rocks
Religion is a light in the fog
I'm not aware of too many things
I know what I know, if you know what I mean, d-doo yeah

Choke me in the shallow water
Before I get too deep

What I am is what I am
Are you what you are or what?
What I am is what I am
Are you what you are or what?

What I am is what I am
Are you what you are or what?
What I am is what I am
Are you what you are or what you are and

What I am is what I am
Are you what you are or what?

Don't let me get too deep
Don't let me get too deep
Don't let me get too deep
Don't let me get too deep

Choke me in the shallow water
Before I get too deep
Choke me in the shallow water
Before I get too deep

Choke me in the shallow water
Before I get too deep
Choke me in the shallow water
Before I get too deep

You just had to hold me like nobody else

Se que desde hace 3 años tengo esto abandonado pero es que no tengo mucho que contar, my life at this moment it´s so boring...

Pero al menos hoy vi futbol, Sevilla vs. Depor, copa del Rey... y un 0-3 que nos acerca más a un sueño. Un buen juevo, un rival amigo y la ausencia del guapo oficial... Konko vuelve!!! jajaja

Por otro lado si hoy escribo es por que es el cumple de Gary Barlow (Take That) 1971 y no podía dejar de felicitar a uno de los mejores compositores, a una de las mejores voces y artifice de tantos exitos. Padrazo, como pocos, por eso pongo una fotillo de el y uno de sus 3 hijos.La canción de su etapa cómo solista. So Help me Girl

You could have kissed me Like this wasn't gonna last Kept me from saying Something I'll never take back You could've held me Like there was no chance Of me waking up where I am You could have stopped short of Every dream I've ever had So help me girl you've gone too far It's way too late to save my heart The way it feels each time we touch I know I've never been so loved And I can't help myself So help me girl, you've got to help me girl You had to be there when that old sun came up Making last night feel like a vision of things yet to come You just had to hold me like nobody else Now look what you've gone and done You had to love me Till I just can't get enough, please, please So help me girl, you've gone too far It's way too late to save my heart The way it feels, each time we touch I know I've never been so loved and I can't help myself So help me girl The way it feels each time we touch I know I've never been so loved And I can't help myself I can't help myself, I can't help myself so help me girl You've got to help me girl Cause I'm falling down I'm falling down You got to help me this time Cause I'm falling down Falling down You got to see my love You've got to help me now ... falling down It's the emptiness I'm feeling inside You've to save me girl

Dust yourself off and try again, try again (and again)

Fotos: Con mi primo Jaime que estaba jugando a Waterpolo fuera y por eso no le he visto.

Por fin fui a comer al chino, que ganas tenía, con mi tía Mónica y mi tío Migue. Allí echamos un buen rato charlando y poniéndonos puos. Na más terminar llamé a mi madre que nos recogió y fuimos pa la Alameda pa ver a Paloma.

Estando allí vimos a la Pili y poco después llegaron Auxi y Eduardo. Al llegar a Fundición ( que piscina más mal hecha, como siempre…) ya no había sitio. Así que nos separamos buscando dónde ver el espectáculo.

Allí estaba Paloma, lindísima, algo nerviosa pero tratando de ser súper profesional. La exhibición a mí personalmente me gustó. Admiro la fortaleza de las niñas tanto por la disciplina como por las cualidades físicas que tienen. Me gustó uno de los bañadores, pero como me pasa siempre la sonrisa falsa es lo que sobra.

Luego echamos otro rato fuera juntos antes de volver a casa.

Dejo algo que puede ser muy relajante y entretenido..

http://www.stumbleupon.com/su/1gQWpM/crapules.tv/chumby/ZenMaker.swf/r:t

El Sevilla ha plantado cara a un Barça que iba a quitarse la espina, y vaya si se la ha quitado. Pero bueno, viendo jugar a mi Sevilla tan bien, no me quejo y menos cnd se pierde frente a un equipo que juega de lujo.

En 1979 un día como hoy nació Aaliyah (+25/08/01) que nos dejó grandes temas como éste con Timbaland en su corta vida.

Try Again

[Timbaland]
It’s been a long time, long time
I shouldn’t have left you, left you
Without a dope beat to step to
Step to, step to, step to
Step to, step to
Freaky-freaky
It’s been a long time
I shouldn’t have left you
Without a dope beat to step to
Step to, step to, step to
Step to, step to
Baby girl uh

[Aaliyah]
What would you do?
To get to me
What would you say?
To have your way
Would you give up?
Or try again
If I hesitate
To let you in
Now would you be yourself
Or play your role
Tell all the boys
Or keep it low
If I say no
Would you turn away?
Or play me off
Or would you stay, oh

And if at first you don’t succeed
Then dust yourself off and try again
You can dust it off and try again, try again
Cause if at first you don’t succeed
You can dust it off and try again
Dust yourself off and try again, try again (and again)

[Aaliyah]
I’m in to you
You into me
But I can’t let it go
So easily
Not till I see
Whether this could be
eternity
Or just a week
You know our chemistry
Is off the chain
It’s perfect now
But will it change?
This ain’t a yes
This ain’t a no
Just do your thing
We’ll see how it goes

Chorus
And if at first you don’t succeed
Then dust yourself off and try again
You can dust it off and try again, try again
Cause if at first you don’t succeed
You can dust it off and try again
Dust yourself off and try again, try again (and again)


[Aaliyah]
See you don’t wanna throw it all away
I might be shy on the first date
What about the next date?
Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh?
I said you don’t wanna throw it all away
I might be buggin’ on the first date
What about the next date?
Huh? Huh? Huh? huh?

Chorus
And if at first you don’t succeed
Then dust yourself off and try again
You can dust it off and try again, try again
Cause if at first you don’t succeed
You can dust it off and try again
Dust yourself off and try again, try again (and again)

[Aaliyah]
And at first you don’t succeed yeeeaaahhh
Dust yourself off and try again
you can dust it off and try again, try again
Cause if at first you don’t succeed
You can dust it off and try again
dust yourself off and try again, try again (again again)

[Timbaland]
Check it, uh
It’s been a long time,long time
shouldn’t have left you,left you
Without a dope beat to step to
Step to, step to, step to
Step to, step to, step to, step to
Freaky-freaky
It’s been a long time
We shouldn’t have left you
Without a dope beat to step to
Step to, step to, step to
Step to, step to


and if at first you don’t succeed
Then dust yourself off and try again
You can dust it off and try again, try again
Cause if at first you don’t succeed
You can dust it off and try again
Dust yourself off and try again, try again (and again)

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SEVILLLAAAAAA!!!

Mi SEVILLA FC dio otro pasito en la Copa del rey. Ante un Barça capeón el Sevilla sólo supo hacer buen juego, echarle muchas ganas y ser victorioso aunque perdiese. Eso si 2 goles anulados injustamente.

Un equipo de 10, una afición de 10 y un presi con mucha guasa y un gorro que se merece un tifo.

Si vamos a la final por favor to Dios con un gorro y un tifo que se vea la coña del Sur. Con los nervios y la adrenalina aún corriendo por mis venas, solo puedo decir…

Sevillaaaaa aaaahhhh!!!!

La foto es con mi primo Alejandro que salió en la tele en medio de los Biris liandola. Que mal q no he encontrado el video.


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Though improbable it's not impossible.

Fotos: Singstar fin de año 2009.

Hablé con la Josa y le pregunté en qué año nació. Me respondió amablemente y me aclaró que fue el 12 de Enero de 1974 (yo tenía apuntado el 2, y de hecho la felicité el 2) así que ya lo cambié.


Por otro lado es el cumple tb de Melanie C (Spice Girls) 1974 pongo 2 fotos, una de ellas hecha por mí en Diciembre de 2007 en Madrid cnd vi a las Spice en 1ra fila! (ole yo) dejo una de mis canciones favoritas de ella. Never be the Same Again con Lisa Lopes (Left Eye, RIP).

Come on. Ooh, yeah.
Never be the same again.

I call you up whenever things go wrong.
You're always there. You are my shoulder to cry on.
I can't believe it took me quite so long.
To take the forbidden step.
Is this something that I might regret?

(Come on, come on)
Nothing ventured nothing gained.
(You are the one)
A lonely heart that can't be tamed.
(Come on, come on)
I'm hoping that you feel the same.
This is something that I can't forget.

I thought that we would just be friends.
Things will never be the same again.
It's just the beginning it's not the end.
Things will never be the same again.
It's not a secret anymore.
Now we've opened up the door.
Starting tonight and from now on.
We'll never, never be the same again.
Never be the same again.

Now I know that we were close before.
I'm glad I realised I need you so much more.
And I don't care what everyone will say.
It's about you and me.
And we'll never be the same again.

I thought that we would just be friends (oh yeah).
Things will never be the same again. (Never be the same again)
It's just the beginning it's not the end. (We've only just begun)
Things will never be the same again.
It's not a secret anymore.
Now we've opened up the door. (Opened up the door)
Starting tonight and from now on.
We'll never, never be the same again.
Never be the same again.

Nite and day.
Black beach sand to red clay.
The US to UK, NYC to LA.
From sidewalks to highways.
See it'll never be the same again.
What I'm sayin'
My mind frame never changed 'til you came rearranged.

But sometimes it seems completely forbidden.
To discover those feelings that we kept so well hidden.
Where there's no competition.
And you render my condition.
Though improbable it's not impossible.
For a love that could be unstoppable.

But wait.
A fine line's between fate and destiny.
Do you believe in the things that were just meant to be?
When you tell me the stories of your quest for me.
Picturesque is the picture you paint effortlessly.

And as our energies mix and begin to multiply.
Everyday situations, they start to simplify.
So things will never be the same between you and I.
We intertwined our life forces and now we're unified.

I thought that we would just be friends.
Things will never be the same again.
It's just the beginning it's not the end.
Things will never be the same again.
It's not a secret anymore.
Now we've opened up the door.
Starting tonight and from now on.
We'll never, never be the same again.

(Come on, come on)
Things will never be the same again.
(You are the one)
Never be the same again.
It's not a secret anymore.
We'll never be the same again.
It's not a secret anymore.
We'll never be the same again.
Never be the same again.
Never be the same again.
Never be the same again.
Never be the same again.

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