Just thank you!

What can I say? I enjoyed so much preparing the show, an finally doing it... When I needed energy, I had my Company of 12 bellydancers to recharge me. Thank you a lot!!!

Turnedo - Ivan Ferreiro

Desde aquí desde mi casa veo la playa vacía
ya lo estaba hace unos días ahora está llena de lluvia
y tú ahí sigues sin paraguas sin tu ropa paseando
como una tarde de julio pero con frío y tronando
¿se puede saber qué esperas?
¿que te mire y que te seque?
que te vea y q me quede tomando la luna juntos
la luna tú y yo espectantes a que pase algun cometa
o baje algun platillo volante
y la playa llora y llora y desde mi casa grito
que aunque pienso en abrazarte que aunque pienso en ir contigo
el doctor me recomienda que no me qúite mi abrigo
que no esté ya más contigo y yo no puedo negarme
pues el tipo soy yo mismo
estudié mientras dormías y aun repaso las lecciones
una a una cada día
yo no puedo aconsejarte ya es muy duro lo que llevo
dejemos que corra el aire y digamonos adiós
aunque siga suspirando por algo que no era cierto
me lo dicen en los bares es algo que llevas dentro
que no dejas que te quieran solo quieres que te abracen

(...)

Gran gran CD que recomiendo y que vuelvo escuchar ahora que las letras acompañan especialmente, en estos últimos días de estudio... ¡Necesito volver a mi lugar!

chapter II: the pool of tears

`I wish I hadn't cried so much!' said Alice, as she swam about, trying to find her way out. `I shall be punished for it now, I suppose, by being drowned in my own tears! That will be a queer thing, to be sure! However, everything is queer to-day.'

I need to study EU Law!!!!!! I'm really sinking in all those cases... I Nineta, recordes quan preparàvem els casos Simenthal i Factortame? Pq tinc tan mala memòria?

5 dies i sóc a Barcelona!!!!! Hem d'aprofitar-los al màxim, eh? I prometeu-me no parlar de res relacionat amb l'UE!

ALICE, WHATS THE MATTER...

¿Por qué maravilla y pesadilla se parecen tanto como palabra? ¿Y por qué suenan a diminutivo cuando son todo lo contrario?

Saliendo del laberinto...

Y aún con exámenes.

¡Reflexiones de café en vez de estudiar las negociaciones de acceso a la UE! Que alguien o algo me concentre...

Gotovina found!!

Oh oh oh oh!!!
Gotovina was found finally! quite incredible that I just wrote the paper about this... specially because he was in...

SPAIN!!!!!!!

I hope the FBI don't find any relationship between me and him! ha ha ha ha! Well, should I say that it was a good place to be hidden, in Las Canarias. Logic, he liked too much sun, good life, girls... to be in a monestry as Carla del Ponte suggested! I have to find the way to upload the paper here. In exchange, I let here the link to El País to know more.

A definitive welcome to Croatia!!

Santos que yo te pinte

Yo no tengo la culpa
de que te duela el alma
no tengo culpa ninguna
de que te fumes plata.
A vecesme pregunto
de quién sera el fantasma
que te ha tapado los ojos
para que no veas nada.
Dime donde has estado
niña de cara blanca
dónde has dejado tu risa
que no esta donde estaba.
Todo lo que yo tengo
todo yo te lo daba
pero si acabas conmigo
vas a ser desgraciada.
Santos que yo te pinté
demonios se tienen que volver
Santos que yo te pinté
demonios se tienen que volver
Yo no soy ningun ángel
yo no soy ningun santo
pero lo que estás haciendo
es que me está matando
Puedes buscar por tierra
puedes buscar por aire
que como yo te he querido
no va a quererte nadie
no va a quererte nadie
Santos que yo te pinté
demonios se tienen que volver
Santos que yo te pinté
demonios se tienen que volver
Santos que yo te pinté
demonios se tienen que volver
Santos que yo te pinté
demonios se tienen que volver
Santos que yo te pinté
demonios se tienen que volver
Santos que yo te pinté
demonios se tienen que volver

28 hours without sleep

Well, my dear friends, just few words before going to fall in Morpheus arms... in fact, I can understand now our architect friends (Anna, Helena!!): going to sleep now, don't know for how long, because I missed lunch already, and as you may know we have dinner from 17:30 to 19:00... But finally sleep!!!

All that marathon (that I also liked, what can I say... starting to develope my masochism) to write a crazy paper, the one about Croatia. I was totally bored of stupid papers with lots of references, without any creativity... so I applied the Games Theory in the accession of Croatia in the European Union. Very funny, really! I even put pictures, I described a little bit about the hollywood life that Gotovina had before becoming a criminal war (Croatia had problems to start negotiations with the EU because of him. He is supposed to be missing, but Croatian government wasn't helping a lot to find him....). To know more, I will learn how to let the doc here. But before... going to bed!

one less

I did it! My first exam in English, 8 pages of small, tidy handwritting about the Franco-German axis (this Merkel is a strong woman!), about the characteristics of a good Presidency of the Council, about the CAP and the Doha Round (quins records els TRIPS, eh gent de polítiques! Des d'aquí, abajo GlaxoSmithKline!!!!), and the Cohesion policy. I even wrote about the sugar comming from the beets and the huge problem for the ballance of the world economy!!! What most of you don't know and don't care... I understand it perfectelly! But life here should be all about that...

Of course not, it is quite difficult to talk about sound issues here: thanks God!! In fact, the more I know people here, the more I feel that they are like me: a little bit fool, a little bit desoriented, interested in politics and policies (after the exam I can clame that) and with a general will of enjoying life in our strange "cage doré". Cool.

Today we had the name of the person to whom we should buy a secret present. I'm happy with who I picked up. Of course, I will not discover it here! We will celebrate St Nicolaus, that in Poland is on the 6th December. Funny to have an international Chrismas, today we ate already Greek Chrismas cake, very nice. First time in my life that I like the idea of Chrismas: white, in a big community, without the influence of advertisements, TV, shops... With the joy of goin home (El Almendro???), with the sadness of a break of 3 weeks. I really think that Natolin is changing me, just reread all that I wrote!! What's happening? It should be smth in all the mushrooms that we eat midday and evening.

Nothing more, just going to sleep. To much pizza, I can't work in my paper now. But I had such a nice day after 13:00! Not "useful", but finally a parenthesis of that dynamic of work, drink a red bull, work, two red bulls should be bad for health, work, sleep 3 hours, revise... Good night. I let you here a small pic (two small to download) about a crazy moment getting rid off stress... Alex and me flying to somewhere without common policies.