La frase del dia

La violència és la por als ideals dels altres.

Mohandas K. Gandhi, polític i pensador indi (1869-1948)


divendres, 24 d’octubre del 2008

Matchbox Twenty - Unwell

Una cançó bonica per relaxar les orelles.
Gaudiu-ne!


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IOPssHhyXec


All day staring at the ceiling
Making friends with shadows on my wall
All night hearing voices telling me
That I should get some sleep
Because tomorrow might be good for something
Hold on
Feeling like I'm headed for a breakdown
And I don't know why

[chorus]
But I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell
I know right now you can't tell
But stay a while and maybe then you’ll see
A different side of me

I'm not crazy, I'm just a little impaired
I know right now you don't care
But soon enough you're gonna think of me
And how I used to be... me

I'm talking to myself in public
Dodging glances on the train
And I know, I know they've all been talking about me
I can hear them whisper
And it makes me think there must be something wrong with me
But of all the hours thinking
Somehow I've lost my mind

[chorus]
But I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell
I know right now you can't tell
But stay a while and maybe then you'll see
A different side of me
I'm not crazy, I'm just a little impaired
I know right now you don't care
But soon enough you're gonna think of me
And how I used to be

Ive been talking in my sleep
Pretty soon they'll come to get me
Yeah, they're taking me away

[chorus]
But I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell
I know right now you can't tell
But stay a while and maybe then you'll see
A different side of me

I'm not crazy, I'm just a little impaired
I know right now you don't care
But soon enough you're gonna think of me
And how I used to be

Yeah, how I used to be
How I used to be
Well, I'm just a little unwell
How I used to be
How I used to be
I'm just a little unwell

divendres, 17 d’octubre del 2008

RESPONSABILIDAD

Abans d'anar a Brasil vaig haver de vacunar-me i al suro de la sala d'espera del Centre de Salut hi havia aquest text penjat. Em va agradar molt per l'enginy amb què es retrata el que a vegades passa en els treballs en equip. Espero que us agradi.
Núria

Este es un cuento sobre gente llamados Todos, Alguien, Cualquiera y Nadie.
Había que hacer un trabajo importante y Todos estaban seguros de que Alguien lo iba a hacer. Cualquiera lo podría haber hecho, pero Nadie lo hizo. Alguien se enojó porque era el trabajo de Todos. Cada uno pensó que Cualquiera lo podría haber hecho pero Nadie se enteró que Todos no lo iban a hacer.
Todos culparon a Alguien cuando Nadie hizo lo que Cualquiera podría haber hecho.