An here it goes...
Artista: Fangoria
Album: Arquitectura Efímera
Canción: Retorciendo palabras
No, no pretendas tener la razon, no me vengas pidiendo perdon,
no me digas que ha sido un error que lo sientes.
En fin, de que sirve un futuro ideal, construido en terreno ilegal
un pasado que me hace dudar del presente.
Y yo, me defiendo atacandote asi, retorciendo palabras de amor,
intentando que quieran decir lo que yo no me atrevo.
Y yo, me sorprendo diciendo que si, retorciendo palabras de amor
intentando que hagan por mi lo que yo ya no puedo.
No, no te inventes un nuevo color, transparente como una traiccion
camuflaje para una ilusion de mi mente.
Por fin, los milenios son un decimal, un trocito de tiempo fugaz
algo efimero y bien poco mas sin ningun valor.
Y yo, me defiendo atacandote asi, retorciendo palabras de amor,
intentando que quieran decir lo que yo no me atrevo.
Y yo, me sorprendo diciendo que si, retorciendo palabras de amor
intentando que hagan por mi lo que yo ya no puedo.
Los milenios son un decimal una suma de cifras de tiempo sin mas,
voces nuevas presentes futuras pasadas que van retorciendo palabras de amor
construyendo edificios que no duraran, un diseño de algo fugaz,
arquitectos de frases que me hacen dudar y que intentan decirme que no se lo que quiero.
Y yo, me defiendo atacandote asi, retorciendo palabras de amor,
intentando que quieran decir lo que yo no me atrevo.
Y yo, me sorprendo diciendo que si, retorciendo palabras de amor
intentando que hagan por mi lo que yo ya no puedo.
Construyendo edificios que no duraran, un diseño de algo fugaz,
arquitectos de frases que me hacen dudar y que intentan decirme que no se lo que quiero.
I even went to a football game...which I left at halftime, cause I didn't understand all the crazy pauses every two seconds, so, yeah, that was that. I went to the Latino Graduate Student Association, and didn't feel Latino enough to belong in that group... I dunno, I think I'm going to go the the meetings, but their whole experiences seem so much different than me, even though we're all 'Latinos'...like a Russian speaking to a Yanomami from Venezuela. I went to the LGBT event, and found out that it was just like another informative event from the graduate school, full of people behind their tables trying to 'inform' and 'recruit' people to their organizations. Two things that I found interesting: Gay Jewish organization and Church Chaplains organizations... Maybe this is due to my ignorance, but, it was surprising nonetheless...
I can sit in the McKeldin Mall, under a tree and read my day away; or got to the 7th floor of the library and find complete peace and quiet. In the end, as much as I hate myself for spending money, when I could be cooking, I eat some Panda Express from the Student Union....then my classes, which are at 6:00 pm. My professors are über cool, and it shows that being a graduate student, specially a PhD one, has it's perks. The professors treat you with respect, and almost as if you were their colleague. More than one time I have encountered the Graduate Chair around campus and he always stops to ask me how am I doing, how are my classes, etc. Though I might be wrong, but it seems like it's a sincere engagement from his part. Of my cohort, I'm the only student that has dark skin though...which makes me think, is Anthropology still a white thing here in the US? Are the only ethnic anthropologist the ones that come from other countries? Anyway...
