A los nacidos entre 1970 y 1985

 generación, de  aquellos que nacimos en los 70 Y 85 la de los que estamos siendo actores de
 algo que nuestros progenitores ni podían soñar, la que vemos que la casa que compraron nuestros padres ahora vale 20 o 30 veces más, la de los que
 tomarán las decisiones importantes en un futuro no muy lejano.

Somos la última generación que aprendimos a jugar en la calle y en los
recreos del colegio a las canicas, quemados, a las escondidas, al resorte, al avioncito... PERO ADEMÁS somos la primera generación que jugó con
videojuegos, fuimos a parques de atracciones o vimos caricaturas a color.

Fuimos los últimos en grabar canciones de la radio en casettes y ver
películas versión Beta y VHS PERO orgullosos pioneros del walkman, el chat y los CD's.

Se nos ha etiquetado de GENERACION X y tuvimos que tragarnos, Salvado por la Campana (con todo y Screech), Beverly Hills 90210,(te gustaron en su
momento, velas ahora...) y Friends.
Lloramos con Carrusel Cirilo y Maria Joaquina, El abuelo y yo y nos moríamos si no llegábamos a ver TVO, Nubeluz o Corre GC corre
Nosotros hemos aprendido lo qué es el terrorismo y nos enteramos de golpe un 11 de septiembre de la caída de dos torres, pero también de la justicia mundial vimos caer el muro de Berlín
Aprendimos a utilizar las computadoras antes que nuestros padres y abuelos, y sobre todo antes de todos esos niños cerebritos de hoy en dia y nunca vimos a los que no sabian usar las computadoras como una especie de "retardados" como sucede hoy.

Jugamos con el Spectrum, el tetris, el Mario Bross, vimos los anuncios de los
primeros celulares (que parecían ladrillos) y creímos que Internet sería un
mundo libre.
Somos la Generación de Xuxa, Robotech, Gi Joe, Los Halcones Galácticos, los
ThunderCats, los Transformers, He-Man y las Tortugas Ninja, Del
Correcaminos, 'Oliver y Benjí', Rainbow Brighty, Rosita Fresita, de los Pitufos, La Pantera Rosa, Los Picapiedras, El pájaro loco, Candi Candi, Sandy Bell 
 Los que crecieron escuchando a Soda, Madonna, Michael Jackson y Guns N'
 Roses, Nacha Pop, Hombres G y por supuesto en ver y vivir los primeros VIDEOS MUSICALES y que luego presenciaron el apogeo y desplome del grunge junto con la muerte por sobredosis de su mayor exponente. También estaban Timbiriche, Parchis, La Onda Vaselina, Las Azúcar Moreno, Los Locomía y sus abanicos, el los inicios de la música grupera desde Los Temerarios y los eternos Tigres del Norte hasta hoy el Duranguense
 
La última generación de las botellas de a litro, de la Coca-Cola familiar
de vidrio y la ultima en hacer mandados en la bolsa de cuadritos para ganarnos una lana

La última en tirar las tortillas en plena calle y ponerlas con todo el
remordimiento del mundo en la mesa a la hora de la comida, hoy ningún niño
en su sano juicio lo haría, pensaría que tiene mil bacterias.

Este correo está dedicado a las personas que nacieron entre 1970 y 1985. La
verdad es que no sé cómo hemos sobrevivido nuestra infancia!!!!
Mirando atrás es difícil creer que estemos vivos: viajábamos en autos sin cinturones de seguridad traseros, sin sillitas especiales y sin air-bag, hacíamos viajes de 10-12h y no sufríamos el síndrome de la clase turista. No tuvimos puertas con protecciones, armarios o frascos de medicinas con tapa a prueba de niños.
Andábamos en bicicleta o patines sin casco, ni protectores para rodillas y
codos. Los columpios eran de metal y resbaladilla y con esquinas en punta oxidada .
 
No había celulares!!!!. Íbamos a clase cargados de libros y cuadernos, todo
metido en una mochila o bolsón que rara vez tenía refuerzo para los hombros
 y mucho menos, ruedas!! Cuantos no recogimos del suelo nuestros útiles al
 romperse la mochila.

Comíamos dulces y tomábamos juguitos o "bolis", pero no éramos obesos. Si
acaso alguno era gordo y punto. Compartimos botellas de bebidas y nadie se
contagio de nada, excepto de los piojos, cosa que se solucionaba lavándose la cabeza con vinagre caliente, rezábamos para contagiarnos de gripa o sarampión de nuestro mejor amigo para disfrutar de las "vacaciones".

No tuvimos PlayStation, no había 99 canales de televisión, pantallas
planas, sonido surround, mp3s, ipods, computadores e Internet, pero nos lo
pasábamos de lo lindo tirándonos globos con agua, o jugando con los playmobil. Y nunca escuchamos sobre el calentamiento global.
 
Ligábamos jugando a la botella o a "verdad o castigo", no en un chat !!POR
FAVOR!!!! No era necesario tener fotoblog, Hi5 o MySpace, para saber si existíamos, bastaba con chiflar la tonada de la pandilla o gritar como Tarzán para que toda la cuadra saliera de sus casas, ni nos catalogábamos como dark's, otakus, skatos, emos, etc.
Éramos el apio, la china, la flaca, la pecosa, el negro o cosas asi,
pero todos pertenecíamos al mismo grupo.
Éramos responsables de nuestras acciones y acarreábamos con las
consecuencias, no había nadie para resolver eso. Tuvimos libertad, fracaso, éxito y responsabilidad, y aprendimos a crecer con todo ello.
 
¡FELICIDADES!
 
Pasa esto a otros que tuvieron la suerte de crecer como niños, recordemos
lo bueno de la vida. Lo fácil que es ser felices, la grandeza de lo sencillo.

No necesitamos todas esas etiquetas, todas esas superficialidades, cosas,
celulares, ropa... recordemos cómo ser niños, pero sobre todo, cómo ser
LIBRES!!!

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resolutions

The end of the year is near and so its time to reflect and meditate about our behaviour. Some people like to think about money like Alec,
some people like to thnk about knowledge like andrew, some people like to think about power like Alex, and some people try to improve its quality of
life like gag.

But for me? What is for me? I am in my sweet twenty something, and I believe I have enough experience to diferentiate
what I like from the things that i dont like, the GOOD and the WRONG, but if i am already bif enough to distinguish between what is good
and what is not, what i keep doing all this harm to the other people.

I am being hypocrit with almost all the people, also with my boyfriend, and I really dont like that, my conscience
is starting to feel uncomfortable with the situation, I am pretending to be someone else friend and then I start talking
bullshit about this person infront of others (bullshit but true I never lie!!! :P), so as one of my years resolution I am planning
not to talk bad about any person either a customer, family member, or friends or collegues at work or boyfriend.

Also I like that people stare at me or admire me because some little lies that I need to use, but at the end of the day
they will not love me but the lies that i told. If i started to tell lies, then is not my life anymore is like living in a dream
i would like to and the others belive that I am in, but then when they discover the truth is not nice, and besides even If they dont
discover the truth everything is fake means that I am fake and not real. And I dont feel that sensation of freedom, because
from the moment i tell the lie on, I need to start pretending and need to consider what to say to match what i said before
and sometimes i can not maintain the lie for so long and at the end of the day everything just falls in me. I must remember that I am
a but a prisoner of what i say.

Last thing I would like to do for this year is not critice anybody else attitude or whatever, everytime I am with ALec or other friends
we are always criticising, but for me that is not the way I like to live so I will move on and abort those kind of conversations.

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solita otra vez

House is different without you

I know I told you i wouldnt cry, but i couldnt help...

All day I have been sad, and I am not telling you this because I wanted you

to feel sorry is just because I am sharing my feelings, since the beginning I knew this would happened, its like a cycle that just arrive to the end.

Everything is so different, I arrived early to home because I couldnt really stay at work,

I was so distracted and finally when I arrived, and I opened the door no body showed up, it was just the empty house and me again, everything was dark.

I threw my bag on the sofa and I when to the bed, and as soon as I noticed all the empty space in the room due that your baggages are not there anymore I started crying again..I folded my self like a ball on the bed and that's where I have been stayed most of the day, just there on the bed.

everything here smells like you, and every where I look at you are there, if i open the fridge your beer is there, your pickels, in the bathroom there is your shaving cream, in the bed room your sandals, in the living room your picture, every where, everything there you are, I can not scape from it, and I can not help crying.

Its fifteen minutes before 7 and my sitcom is about to start...and also its not going to be the same because I was used to watched while you where here, either me or you cooking. Tell me what can I do? I dont like to feel this way...and I dont want to go back to the sms and chat, I hate it, its not so real..what I am going to do at night, I was so used to go to sleep with you, and now I am all by my self again, no body to hold to or to hold me at night, simple no body here, no body there, no boyfriend anywhere....and me its all by her self again.

"Late at night when all the world is sleeping, I stay up and think of you

and I wish on a star that somewhere you are thinking of me too...

I just wanna hold you close but so far all I have are dreams of you, so I wait for the day....

Late at night when all the world is sleeping, I stay up and think of you

and I still cant believe that you came up to me and said I LOVE YOU "

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RITA LEVI Montalcini, Nobel Prize in Medicine 1986

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la ultima reunion de la pandilla feliz

Hola a todos,

Quiero evitarles el pendiente comunicándoles que el nórdico-hidrocalido ha llegado, el domingo en la mañana, a su feliz destino: Houston. Ya hace de las suyas por acá.

Nuestro sedentario y apachurrado personaje planeó con varia anticipación su viaje, tomaría un camión a Monterrey y enseguida otro a Space City.
Pero el viaje no estuvo exento de complicaciones. Cuando el Chava vió que su boleto indicaba como destino "México Norte" supuso: "Ah pues Monterrey está en el norte de México, el boleto está bien...uyuyuy".
Fue cuando divisó el letrero de "Bienvenido a la Ciudad de México" que descubrió que, sutilmente, algo no iba conforme a lo planeado.
Pero el Chava enmendó la plana tomando un avión DF-MTY y pudo tomar a tiempo su segundo autobús.

Que bueno que nunca se rajó y a pesar del pequeño error de unos mil kilómetros está acá, gracias Trolly.

P.D.: Empieza a ser creíble aquella leyenda que dice que el Chava en verdad quería ser dentista y que fue hasta que le dieron el título de Ing. en Sistemas que se sorprendió y dijo: "Árbol que crece chueco se lo lleva la corriente".

Diría que es increíble pero la verdad es que sí lo creo.   Lo bueno es que llegó bien.   Ojalá alguien lo haya ayudado a comprar los boletos de regreso.

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Consejos de un adulto maduro a un chico de veintitantos

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brand new attitude

This is the first time i spent a friday night in my apartment thinking this new way!!

I usually turned to be nostalgyc whenever i am alone at night googling for my old friends and visiting facebook to see what my childhood friends are doing, but after realizing that i am not a child or a teen any more, why would i need to follow my childhood friends y they all already moved on they continued with their lives, they got married and have their children and that is all, fin de la histoire.

What happened with the live they used to have?!

That's why for the very first time in my live i've decided to let them behind from me, yeah, very behind and live my own life, to start with this brand new attitude, and forget about the past, get new friends and forget the ones that i already have, and doing some my age stuff instead of looking forward to do the stuff i used to do when i was little.

no more tears and regrets for me..from now on..to enjoy this, the new me, because i am sure than in a couple of years the new me would have gone for ever...again, just like the child and the teenage did.

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Surrender to life

 I found this paper in my classroom:

"

Are we playing god?

Do you really think that the life of a single person have any kind of importance in the world? I am wondering what would happen if a kill 100 people randombly in some big city in the world, would something happen to me? Would something happen to that country?

Not really, the economy would be exactly the same, and maybe for those close to the dead ones, would be a diference but not for the rest of the world, the world would continue spinning even I a die, or even if the president ot the US dies, the real thing here is that nobody cares about no one in this side of the world, if the presiden dies, another one with similar skills will come very soon to replace him, and the economy would be good again, because the president is not more than the face of the other thousand people that working as the neck of this head. Is just as Michael Jackson, a lot of persons were so sad for him, but at the end there are more singers that will replace him and very soon he will also be forgotten just like the rest of us, if Albert Einstein had not existed, another scientific, would have taken his place in the famous scientific list and if not one maybe two or three but at the end, the result would have been gained.

If adolph hittler hadnt existed, another guy would've come instead, and if the new guy hadnt done what hittler did with the jews he would've probably done it with any other race or thing, and after some decades the world would've been just as we know it, or perhaprs with little differences, maybe more polluted, or with more jews, I know the difference wouldve been for the ones that were killed and that a lot of people will not share my point of view, but what i meant to say is that in some decades, there would be no living testimony of what happen before, means that really from the people that still remains here alive, cares about what happened before, they maybe have the feeling of yeah that wouldve been so bad, or how people can do things like that, but really is not more than that, after a while they will go back to their lives and forget about all the history issue.

So after saying this, do you still thing that u r important for someone?

They say that the only love that remain forever is the love for a mother and that is certainly true, to be honest with you i dont think a boyfriend could love you that much sooner or later, the love will fade and nothing will remain, exept for a babygirl or a babyboy that sooner or later the mom will have to deal with, do you think that is fair? That the mom will have to deal with the kid while the father is playing rock band?

I sincerely dont think is fair at all, but what can we do? The only thing that we can do is to let the girl spend 6 months with mother and six months with father, look the issue is that 50% of the girl is from blood that you really dont like at all that is why you are divorced, so...how r u suppose to deal with something that you really love just 50% percent and the other percent you really would like to get rid of...

Yeah I know life is so complicated, we thought that life was so complicated when we were teenagers, or when we were about to get the first jon in our lives and we just got out from college, man! but life really sucks each time is getting difficult and difficult because its not only that your youth is fading and that you can not run same way, you can not stay up all night long like you used to, is more like eventhough you r and expert in something u can not get job, because you are too old, but now the problem is that u dont have the comfort of your parents, you have to deal with it and not just that you have to deal with it plus your children how is that? So its getting difficult huh?

But depite of all the crap that i just said (which is true) i belive the life is woth living, i could be slept instead of living this life dream, but insteand someone i am not sure if it was me chose to live it, and i really dont regret that fact, i know that is not fair, but what else can we do, live or not to live, i pick live and i would choose it again.

Now that i am in living..then i need to admit that there are some (a lot ) of rules due that i belong to a society, so i believe its better if u see life more like a game, you have no option but to adapt to the rules that govern the game, because at the end u r not more than a player, just like any ONE ELSE.

Nobody is more importan than you becuase you know what he is goind to die also!!! Ans so are you, so what you really want to worry about?

So at my point of view and just exactly what some psichiatrics think is that we can not worry about the thinks that we can not change, instead we can work them to try to adjust them so that they match with our live style, is like being a woman or a man, if you r not happy being a girl you can always change to be a man! hahaha kidding, (but sure you can do that), but there are things that you can do to adjust your reality to be happy like being lesbian, being ggood at asports, have beers, have only male freinds and things like that got me?

So in resume, i think you should just concern of the things you really can improve, for all the other issues let god, or nature or fate to take care of it, there is nothing you can do."

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