Cake yesterday at work, 2 gift today another cake before the end of the week...and my father havent figure it out yet. At least is nice to know people do care if I give them the chance. Ok I will admited it feels good. There that was my 5 seconds of hapiness.

Another Monday

What a boring weekend no Plan no nothing. The only High note VERY high note is The Exorcism of Emily Rose: Great movie, I love everything about it. Is not what I expected(thanks God!). Is like "Cronicas de una muerte anunciada" you know how is going to end but you want to know how you got there.
I shouldnt complain since I have pushed so many people away that I should be thankfull for the ones that remember my bday(even if my own father forgot about it). As a matter of fact some co-workers are still asking was is you bday on Friday? Yeah like i will joke/advertise it .

My life is what I have made out of it. It might not be pretty but I love it. Even when I am down I enjoy the solitude. I dont mind a ray of sunshine one in a while but I dont look forward to it or wait for ir, I just keep taking everything in. The good, the bad it makes no difference to me is just the trill of the journey. Destination? who needs one as long as there is a path, road, ocean, sky. I have the elf mind with the kender heart. So I keep walking.

Wanderlust by Nightwish

I want to see where the sirens sing
Hear how the wolves howl
Sail the dead calm waters of the Pacific
Dance in the fields of coral
Be blinded by the white
Discover the deepest jungle

I want to find The Secret Path
A bird delivered into my heart, so

It`s not the end
Not the kingdom come
It is the journey that matters, the distant wanderer
Call of the wild
In me forever and ever and ever forever
Wanderlust

I want to love by the Blue Lagoon
Kiss under the waning moon
Straying, claiming my place in this mortal coil
Riding the dolphins
Asking the mountains
Dreaming Alaska
The Earth can have but Earth

I want to find The Secret Path
A bird delivered into my heart, so

It`s not the endNot the kingdom come
It is the journey that matters, the distant wanderer
Call of the wild
In me forever and ever and ever forever
Wanderlust

Drown into my eyes and see the wanderer
See the mirrors of a wolf behold the pathfinder

B-DAY

So I was born on September 16, 1973. Today I turn 32...same thing as been 31. Is early in the morning but I dont feel to happy @ the moment. Hopefully things will take a turn for the better. NOTHING plan for my big celebration. This has been one hell of a week at work so I am only looking forward to get home and do like a beach whale. Thanks to my early callers: Mom, Viv, and Sony.

Every day I get a more real feel for the House. Even with all the garbage I am going thru with the remodelations I am beggining to care for the House. I am even watering the garden every, yes every night. I am gardening...gardening...every 2 weeks. I didnt knew I had it in me. Still looking to give the final touches in the living/dinning room. Lamps, painting, random pieces of art...still looking. Got more crap out of my mother's house...and now is everywhere in my house. I have cards from varios CCG actually I have a mountain of them. And of course instead of putting them away in a storage place I had to look at them..WHY? Now I have cards even in the Bathroom(dont ask). This weekend my task is to organize them.

More things I like.....

MOVIES

Neverending Story

First movie I felt in love with. Lets not talk about the technical stuff, lets just say that for the time it was made they were cool. The story...It is a story about a young boy named Bastian that takes a book from an old bookstore. Though it sounds badthat he would steal the book you soon find out that it was meant to be. He returns to his old school and hide farup in the attic away from everyone. With little food and little light he is scared but the Neverending Ending Storybook keeps calling his attention. Not realizing what he is about to do, he opens the book and begins not only toread, but to create "The Never Ending Story". From that moment on, Bastians thoughts and dreams becomea reality in a far away world called Fantasia. His vivid imagination takes him beyond the limits of the real worldonly to see his own self in another young boy called Atreyu. The adventure that unfolds will make your imaginationrun wild with joy, fantasy, hapiness, fear, saddness, just to be followed by the hope of his understanding who and what role he plays in The Neverending Story.

Things I like

The name of this Blog comes from one wonderfull song I heard like a year ago and felt inlove from the first note. The group NIghtwish, the song

Dark Chest Of Wonders
Once I had a dream
And this is it

Once there was a child`s dream
One night the clock struck twelve
The window open wide
Once there was a child`s heart
The age I learned to fly
And took a step outside

Once I knew all the tales
It`s time to turn back time
Follow the pale moonlight
Once I wished for this night
Faith brought me here
It`s time to cut the rope and fly

Fly to a dream
Far across the sea
All the burdens gone
Open the chest once more
Dark chest of wonders
Seen through the eyes
Of the one with pure heart
Once so long ago

The one in the Big Blue is what the world stole from me
This night will bring him back to me

Fly to a dream
Far across the sea
All the burdens gone
Open the chest once more
Dark chest of wonders
Seen through the eyes
Of the one with pure heart
Once so long ago