I love Award Shows. I love January for that. Here are the complete lists to both SAG Awards and Golden Globe Awards. (Congratulations to Hugh Laurie for a nom for each award!)

SAG Awards Full List of Nominees
Golden Globe Awards Full List of Nominees

Be sure to tune in on Saturday, Jan. 17 2010 for the Golden Globe Awards, hosted by Ricky Gervais and on Saturday, Jan. 23, 2010 for the Screen Actors Guild.

Clueless star Brittany Murphy has died, E! News has confirmed.

The 32-year-old actress went into full cardiac arrest early Sunday morning following a 911 call from her husband, Simon Monjack, Variety reports. The star was pronounced dead upon arrival at Cedars-Sinai Medical Center in Los Angeles.

A rep for the star's family tells E! News, "The sudden loss of our beloved Brittany is a terrible tragedy. She was our daughter, our wife, our love and a shining star. We ask you to respect our privacy at this time."

Murphy starred in such films as 8 Mile, Uptown Girls, Sin City and Don't Say a Word, and voiced the part of Luanne Platter in the Fox animated series, King of the Hill.

Former boyfriend Ashton Kutcher immediately Twittered, "2day the world lost a little piece of sunshine. My deepest condolences go out 2 Brittany's family, her husband, & her amazing mother, Sharon."

Murphy began her career at age nine on Broadway in Les Miserables, and went on to several short-lived television gigs before landing her role as Tai in 1995's hit comedy, Clueless.

Another banner year for the star was 2002, when she starred opposite Eminem in 8 Mile and became a tabloid favorite for dating Kutcher during and after their film, Just Married.

When that relationship fizzled, Murphy's tumultuous dating life didn't end for years later.

The actress was engaged several times—first to former agent, Jeff Kwatinetz, then Little Black Book production assistant, Joe Macaluso—before marrying screenwriter Monjack in 2007.

I'm a HUGE fan of the show. The ones who know me know how much I love it and how much I love Hugh Laurie. However, I can't believe this season.

a) I LOVED BROKEN. I thought it was simply a brilliant script. Mainly because it was all about House in an environment we had never seen before, surrounded by people who were new to him as they were to us. Plus, we could see the "evil" House, trying to get away with his cunning plans. But it all seemed weird when he tried to be good. House isn't good. He's mean, he's a jerk and there's no way he'll be able to change. He said it a thousand times: PEOPLE DON'T CHANGE!

b) A good House is a boring House. Not seing House treating patients the way he used to makes the show lose its original essence. House was all about screwing with patients, with his team, with Wilson and with Cuddy. Where did all that go? I miss that!!

c) Enough with the changes in the team! Producers decided to cut Jennifer Morrison's character Allison Cameron off the show. Cameron is the caring character, the pretty lady of the team: the one who brings the love to each case. Now that she's gone we'll have to settle for Foreman (who we all hate since S3), Taub (the most incredibly boring character in the face of earth!), Thirteen (who stopped being interesting when we found out she has Huntington's) and Chase (who had a great -yet, invented out of nowhere- storylines this season). Not a very convincing team. Actually, rather dull.

d) I'm sick of Cuddy. I used to like Lisa but when she wasn't a hysterical, annoying bitch! The House/Cuddy storyline is beyond boredom: IS PATHETIC! Deal with it: Cuddy has a child and House is nowhere near becoming a father figure. The come, they go, they come and they go again. And nothing happens! C'mon, let them have sex and we can get over this! It's really simple: House is destined to end up alone. I'm sorry if anyone had great expectations for him, but if you've watched S2 and saw what happend with Stacy, there are no more words. That was his great love and he hurt her. So what do you think he'll do with Cuddy? And... hold on. Where the fuck did he get all that loving feeling for her? Out of a sex hallucination? Out of a few flirting scenes over S5? Seriously, continuity isn't House's writers strengh.

e) Wilson is nice. Wilson is the best friend we will all want. Wilson can't be a jerk! I don't fuckign cae about the "baby steps". Outbid Cuddy? That's now Wilson's thing! Since when does Wilson like revenge? He couldn't stay angry with House for more that 4 episodes (4 months time in a tv show approx.) for being responsible for Amber's death (yes, guys. I know you love Greg, but let's face it: he did drag Amber to her death) and now he punishes Cuddy?

f) WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH THE WRITERS AND PRODUCERS?????? I love the show and they are destroying it! Scripts are not witty anymore, and if the storylines continue to decline: the show will die!


Since S3 House hasn't been the same. The show survives because of Hugh Laurie, who can play whatever he wants and he does it perfectly. Despite that, the show used to a be about the cases, the medical charts, the mystery, the puzzle that House had to solve along with his team. Now, it's all about personal relationships. I have Grey's Anatomy for that! I WANT MY HOUSE BACK!



Here's a summary of S6 so far. I've made it myself and if you look closely: it's all about the characters' relationships because that's what the show's been about lately.

I never uploaded pictures or videos from The Killers concert, which by the way, was FUCKING INCREDIBLE!!!!!!!!!!!!! I had so much fun!





Human



Read My Mind



Mr Brightside & All These Things I've Done




All These Things I've Done (I GOT A SOUL BUT I'M NOT A SOLDIER)

All I wanted was to practise my English, I never expected more than that, but all I got now is the weird feeling that you may never see a person you like again, and it makes you feel sad that it only lasted for a few days.

This is my case. I’ve been working for a catering service for the past 5 days and I got to know 5 English native speakers, who I’ll never see again unless they want to take me to their countries and adopt me (not very likely). And it’s an amazing experience because I’ve never been with foreigners for such a long time. I only get to serve them food, and ask them if they want coffee, but that’s enough interaction for me, the right amount I need.

However, today’s been different. I was sent alone to the location at 1.30 AM and I believe everybody noticed how incredibly bored I was this morning, and that’s why they were all so nice to me.

The thing is that I don’t want to forget these 5 people because they are kind, respectful and most importantly, they like me.

I taught them my name, just for the sake of knowing theirs. It was funny that they compared Belén (my name) with Berlin. Apparently, they both sound alike to them, so since I didn’t want to be called ‘Berlin’, I asked them to call me ‘Bell’ that is a shot for my name and it’s something they can perfectly pronounce. OK, now it was time to get to know them.

Firstly, we got Gary. He’s the director and photographer of the photo shoot. I really don’t know much about him, but he’s nice. He’s really tall, a bit fat and wears a cap. He has blue eyes and white beard. He’s bald. He always says ‘Hola, Bell’ (I think he likes saying the word ‘bell’, and that’s why he remembers my name) and says ‘thank you’ a hundred times in one day. He’s British; don’t know which part, though. I’ll try to find out more if I get hired for the next few days. Together with him, we have Ian. A short, soon to become bald British guy, who is the assistant photographer, and apparently, a good friend of Gary. He’s more serious, but deep down I know he’s kind because whenever he can, he smiles at me perkily. He wears glasses with black frame and has brown eyes. They both like black coffee with no sugar. Gary loves ‘mediaslunas de manteca (croissants)’. Seriously, he will leave Argentina with a few extra pounds – not my fault! Both Gary and Ian like teasing me with the fact that I could immediately remember their names. ‘You’re good!’, they said. Actually, they are pretty good too because they have to problem with my name either.

Secondly, there are Sarah and Amy. They are Americans living in Germany because of their job. I don’t know much about Amy, just that she’s from Detroit. She always has a smile on her face, even if it’s raining or if she’s bored. She’s a bit chubby and her hair is long and with blonde highlights. She eats absolutely everything I offer her, which is nice because I don’t feel like an idiot every time I approach her with food. Sarah is quieter. She hates Germany and wants to return to the US. She’s tall, blonde and thin. Her gorgeous blue eyes can be seen from a distance. She is rather picky with the food and she’s ‘always OK’. Other than that, she’s really sweet and thankful, so is Amy.

And last, but not least is Peter. I adore this man and I‘ve only known him for 3 days. He couldn’t be cooler. He has this Tom Sawyer look and he’s sort of hippie. He wears baggy pants and these old black boots. He always brings the same sweater to work and has this cool orange raincoat. He has piercing blue eyes, and has grey hair. Today I talked to him for 20 minutes and he told me a lot about him. He was born and raised in Massachusetts but he now lives in Los Angeles (Hollywood, to be more specific). He also used to live in China Town there, so when he saw the ginger tea he was very excited. Peter is not a mechanic like I thought. He explained to me that he’s an artist. However, he doesn’t like selling his stuff. I think he said he’s a photographer as well. But he now builds this machines that they put on cars to take pictures from different angles: I believe that’s art too, so does he. This is not his first time in Argentina: he’s been twice in Buenos Aires, and also in Mendoza, Bariloche and San Juan. He plans to visit Alta Patagonia in the near future and he wants to go Salta because of the variety of colours. He’s the nicer out of the 5 of them. Every morning, he comes up to the breakfast table and he says ‘Hi, Bell’ or ‘Hola, Bell’ and takes his orange juice and coffee. It kills me when he says ‘Gracias’. Actually, the 5 of them try to say ‘gracias’, which is really friendly. Today, Peter used me as a translator. I was so bored this morning that that exact moment when he asked me, made my day.

Bottom line: this job is demanding but definitely worthy. This is an experience I’ll never forget because I’ll never forget Sarah, Amy, Gary, Ian and Peter who are the only reason I took this job: they needed someone from the catering service who spoke English to them and I was perfect for that, even if I don’t know how to make coffee.

Have you ever felt like the world gave you a punch on the face and you just can't recover from it? Because you're not prepared for that punch. We are never prepared. No-one prepares us for a punch on the face.
Iced water. In large amounts. On your body. Piercing. Devastating. That's how I feel. Devastated.


I made a resolution 3 weeks ago, and that was to NEVER think, talk, write, draw o do any kind of activity that involved him. And until this paragraph I was doing more than just well. But like everything, relationships that are not successful need closer. Well, since that relationshio couldn't have a face to face closer, it needs words to be over. So this is the last time I allow myself to ever consider think of him. Ill never be sure if I really loved him. I don't have much experience in the love department. Actually, I have very little experience. So LOVE I'm still not sure what it is (Wow, I should really get a love life...man, I'm a loser). I think it was, but it was weak and childish. Stupid. Teenage love. Cyberlove. It sucked. I suck. I screwed it up. Like everything I touch o lay hand on. I sometimes wonder what have I done to deserve all this and I can't explain. Can't find the answer. I'm clueless. I left him without an answer so he can hate me and never try to reach me again. I caused him pain. He didn't deserve it. And now, well... now, we are too different. Two different people. We are two souls again. Always and forever didn't last much. Sorry. Goodbye.


Wow, I cried a river while writing that. I guessed I deserved it and needed it. However, that's not the only reason I've got for to cry.
You think you are there. That are connecting with that person again, and it vanishes like thin air. Why can't I have that one friend that you can tell everything to? That you can rely on no matter what? That you can talk to and will listen? That considers you your first choice and not the leftovers? That includes you in her plans? That wants you to be a part of her life? I've never had a friend like that, even if many think I do. I don't.


I used to know so many things. And now, I'm just a tiny little person that doesn't like herself anymore. That doesn't like where she is going. And I really need to stop talking about myself in third person!!!!! (huge ego, sorry).
I'm gonna plan a trip. I don't have the money, but I don't care. I'll just plan it for when the money miraculously gets in my pockets. Because that would be a trip I'd like to do. And for which I don't need to be invited.


Hugs and Hughs,
Bell

These past 2 days have been all about Hugh Laurie. I admit that I'm deeply and madly in love with a guy I've never met and that has the age to be my father. I don't care what other people say: he IS hot. But most important that him being sexy is his talent. He's not a random British actor that was picked 6 years ago to play a cranky doctor on American television.
Hugh can do comedy, drama, animation, adventure and whatever else you can think of. He's also a talented musician: he plays the piano, the guitar and the harmonica. He can sing and he writes his own songs as well.
All of that can be seen in his work of over 25 years!

I love House (very much) but Hugh is not just Greg.

What I've been watching this weekend:

This is why I believe English comedy is great(:




Hugh and Imelda Staunton are a great (fictional) couple.





The "coffee jingle". Probably one of the best scenes of Peter's Friends.




If Hugh turns up one day outside my house, I'd like him to play these scene for me with hair, the beard and dog included)




So funny :)




Stephen Fry understands Hugh Laurie (well, sorta)




The Sperm Song is hilarious!




Mr Nippl-e is LOVE




In English we say 'good morning'




BRAVO!!!





And of course... a bit of House won't hurt us.

Ok, I deal with it. I DO NOTHING! And I'm ashamed of that. I see my friends studying so hard, and I'm a housewife, without the wifey part: I cook, do the laundry, clean, do the dishes, shop for groceries, water the plants. I'm a younger version of my mum :|
But in my free time, I make videos and edit pictures. (Yes, my secret pasion is to edit videos and photoshop photographs).
And during the past week I made.... this. A FAN MADE MOVIE TRAILER (not real). This means that the movie does not exist but in my mind. I used footage from House, OTH, Gilmore Girls, Post Grad, The Answer Man to create this video. The song at the background is "Touches You" by Mika.
I'D REALLY LIKE TO SEE THIS MOVIE ONE DAY!


Click HERE to watch it. (I don't upload it here because the music player makes the video lag)

Brass monkeys out there. It's raining. It's windy. It's perfect for staying in. I love grey Sundays.
And I started it quite well. Coffee, movie (Stuart Little, starring Hugh Laurie, awww) and couch. Perfect combination. I think I'll do the same this afternoon, after lunch. Another movie, more coffee and sitting on the couch. If only I could find another movie with Hugh in it... (call me crazy, I call myself a FAN, yes, with bog block letters)

I wanted to write down this since Monday but for one reason or the other, I couldn't find the words.

And every year, while most people wait for the Oscars or the Grammys, I have to wait for Septemeber to come to enjoy the Awards I have always LOVED, the Emmys.
TV is my passion, my thing. That which I cannot explain. I love it. Since the day I turned on the TV with sister (we must've been 9 and 7) and there it was... E! This awesome channel. Or the day we discovered that Alyssa Milano, from Who's the Boss? was on Charmed and we couldn't get out eyes away from the enchanted show. Since those days, TV is a part of me and the EMMYS my favourites.
I have made my predictions. Of course, the love of my life, Hugh Laurie is my strongest because for 4 years he hasn't won it. Tomorrow is the day. He'll win, I have a gut feeling. (Please, win).
Neil Patrick Harris will be the host. He did a good job at the Tony's at the beginning of the year.

Can't wait till tomorrow. Don't call me, don't txt me (unless you wanna say sth about the ceremony, otherwise, you're out)!


xoxo, B.

First and foremost, Juan Martin Del Potro won the 2009 US Open. He beat World N°1 Roger Federer, who my sister supported all night no matter being herself Argentinian. Del Potro gave a little bit of joy for us Argentinians to celebrate about something good. Thanks and congratulations!!!!!

xoxo, Bell

These covers blew my mind!!! I can't stop listening to them. So, if there's anybody who actually reads my blog, it would be great if you listen to them. Enjoy!

XXXXX, Bell

After 3 years, in which I suffer from abstinence for not being able to listen to a new song of Robbie, the first musician/songwriter/singer/entertainer I've fallen for is BACK! (And I can't be happier!)
The whole UFOs thing, the aliens, the not being fit and blah blah blah is gone, and Mr Williams is better than ever. With some spots of grey hair and wrinkles next to his piercing green eyes, I dare to admit that I love this man more than ever.
Now I can't wait for the launching of "Reality Killed The Video Star" , and a press release saying: Robbie Williams will tour through South America. And in that moment, my heart will stop.
For the sake of my happiness, I give you the art cover of the album and track list, together with the art cover, video of the first single "Bodies".
Please, enjoy as much as I do!

1. "Morning Sun"
2. "Bodies"
3. "You Know Me"
4. "Blasphemy"
5. "Do You Mind?"
6. "Last Days of Disco"
7. "Somewhere"
8. "Deceptacon"
9. "Starstruck"
10. "Difficult for Weirdos"
11. "Superblind"
12. "Won't Do That"
13. "Morning Sun (Reprise)"

I'm thrilled because I've already booked my tickets for November's concert in Buenos Aires, Argentina. I have to pick them up on Friday :)

Society has gone mad. Each day I read something different on the paper but equally insane. I sometines think if our leaders watch the news or listen to the radio to see and hear those outrageous things that happen every day. It seems pretty unbelievable that those who run out country, those who we chose to guide us and lead us are constantly disappointing us.
They first use $600.000 in order to transfer football broadcast to the state channel. And all people think is "Yes! I'll be able to watch all games!" C'MON!!!! Thousands of people can't have a wound healed because there is no enough medical supply in hospitals. Thousands of people can't survive in an OR because hospitals ceilings keeps falling down. Thousands of people can't have breakfast, lunch and dinner every day... all year. Thousands of people can't go to school because they don't have shoes or a notebook to write on. Thousands of people can't go to school because their teachers are poorly paid and they have to go on strike. But that's all OK, because as long as thousands of people can watch football at home, who cares about the ones who are starving to death or dying at a hospital?
However, we are not stupid. Or at least I like to think that. I like to think that there are smart people out there who have realized that this is all a strategy of the government to cover up their dirty business.
But then I see on the news that marihuana has been legalized for personal use. So I have to think that we are stupid. Because, it's all a freaking circle. Let me explain because I'm quite angry about this. Here's the thing. We choose our government with our vote. And they choose those incompetent court judges who agree on legalizing marihuana. And let me go on on how the circle develops. Those morons who use drugs will now always be high at their homes because it's legal to do that. And when thet run out of drugs, they will go out and try to find some more. They may not have the money to buy it, so they will steal it from some guy who has worked all day long to earn that money, to buy that car, to have that mobile phone. But some idiot, who was too high to realized the damage he was doing, shot him. And this man, this honest injured man has to be taken to a hospital to be operated. But wait... when he gets there, there's no equipment and he dies because the money that should've been spent on hospitals went to broadcasting live football.
We are stupid. Because all govenments are the same. And we keep choosing them. We keep believing their lies. Because as my wise friend Greg House says "EVERYBODY LIES" and politicians are the worst. We buy those lies and believe they can be the miracle workers that might be able to change our country. But you know what? THEY CAN'T. And even if we try to deny it, we know it: every day, every four years when we vote, we know it. The only ones who can do something is US. THE PEOPLE. But do you know what we do? We don't believe in ourselves, and we don't see what can we do to help our country. So, do you know what we do? We stay at home, and watch every football game, because now we can.

Yep, I'm 19. I actually feel older. Perhaps it's the fact that I'm no longer in highschool, and I don't have anything to do these days because I dropped out of college.
Luckly, I had a great birthday, a lovely party with all my friends. Can't complain. Yay!

OK, I'll go on with my empty life.

xo, B.

Long time since the last time I've written here. And lots of things happened that changed my life.

1. I've decided to drop out of college. I no longer want to be a Teacher of English. I think I never wanted to be one, but I convinced myself that if I wanted to go on with the English language I had to study something that gave me English 24/7. However, it wasn't my calling.
2. I've decided to become a journalist. From all the courses of study that I've looked during the past few days, it's what I like best. I love writing and I love English, and by becoming a journalist I could combine both. I hope it works out.
3. In the meantime, I got to do something with my life. Perhaps, working and enrolling in a journalism course; learn how to drive. As for now, I've started going to the gym which is a huge step for me (I hate the gym, is boring!).

I've decided to get rid of the old layout. I got bored of it so I did one a little bit more personlised. It reflects my likes and dislikes. Hope you like the banner: it actually took me 2 hours to do it but I think they were worth it. I also added a quote space at the bottom of the page (I will include quotes from One Tree Hill, House, Grey's Anatomy and others). Regarding the music you are currently listening, it took me some time to find songs that are meaningful to the essence of this blog. The first one is "Laughing With" by Regina Spektor, who in my opinion is a hell of a singer, yet not well known here. Secondly, "The World We Live In" by The Killers, who I will -hopefully- go to see this year (fingers crossed); followed by Queen singing "These Are The Days Of Our Lives", a beautiful piece of art. And last, but not least, the love of my life Robert Peter Williams doing "Nan's Song", one of his most deep and sweet song.

Basically, I intend all of this to last for a couple of months. (Good luck with that, some people would say)

I have my essay almost ready: after spending hours thinking and writing a bloody piece of paper I can't finish it because I can't come up with a proper title. I've never had writer's block before, words usually come to me very quickly, especially when it comes to articles and essays. However, this one was impossible for me; perhaps the pressure of knowing that is a final exam for a subject.

I still have 20 hours to think of a title, 10 of which I'll spend sleeping, so just EIGHT HOURS.


Wish me luck =)


xo, B.

Woow, I need to write here. Let some of this week go in words.

The government has shut down schools and some work places because of the swine flu. I actually wasn't taking it seriously, but I realised that I have to be careful; it's not a joke. Meaning, this is not holidays, I repeat, THIS IS NOT HOLIDAYS! And I'll have million things to do, but starting tomorrow. I've taken this weekend off, to relax and do some things for myself, things that I enjoy before becoming a busy mad woman.
I'm scared of not being able to tackle all tasks on time. I'll have to be very organized, and precise about timetables. I hate all of this.


Roger Federer won Wimbledon, yay! I've never been so nervous while watching a match.


And I won nothing. I lose something everyday. And I'm so nervous about that, but I don't know what to do. (Suggestions are accepted)


Off to bed, xo.
B


PS: I might upload a video that I made for SoGoPro, which I started a long time ago but couldn't finish on time for the contest.

Shakespeare was wrong when he wrote Hamlet. The famous line "to be or not to be" should've been "what to be or not to be", that is the question.

This morning was cold, freezing and windy. I woke up moody and messy; I literally had no time for breakfast because I was too sleepy. I had stayed awake until 12.30 beacause I had to study Phonetics (stupid vowels) for a special class where I was supposed to be the teacher.
Every morning, including the one from today, I have only 20 minutes to go to the bathroom and brush my teeth, get dressed, have some breakfast, tidy up my room and get dressed again (scarf, gloves, and my enormous anorak). I was so pissed at that particular moment when I realised that I had to go out with 1°C, stong wind and walk to the bus for a 50 minute trip.
That was the moment when I broke down into tears and couldn't take it anymore. All of a sudden, I was crying like a baby and I had no idea why. As I sat in the bus, I knew that I didn't want to go to university anymore, I didn't want to go to a Grammar class that morning. That wasn't for me. I'm not a people person. WHAT DID I WANT TO BE?

I had that dilemma all morning long. I had my head set on that. I was even thinking how to tell my parents, my family and my friends that I was planning on dropping out; I wanted to be something else but I didn't know what. Until my Phonetics class came and I had to be the teacher that morning and present a topic to the class and explain it in detail. I felt something I had never experienced before. I feeling of knowledge. It was in that moment that I knew what I wanted to be.

I want to be a teacher. I want to be in front of a class. I want a class that respects you and your work. I know that it'll be hard and that requires a lot of work but I know I can do it.


So perhaps Shakespeare wasn't that mistaken. To be or not to be is an important question. And the right answer would be "to be". But if he had asked "what to be or not to be" he would've got all of us into a big trouble. No easy answer for that one, ha?

Still shocked. An "angel" is gone and a king went with her... or perhaps he went a little bit lower. (Sorry for the joke, but I find it hard to believe that MJ went up)


What E! says about both deaths:

Michael Jackson, Pop's Thrilling King, Dead at 50

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The crowns fit: Michael Jackson was the King of Pop; Elvis Presley was the King of Rock 'n' Roll. Both men commanded the pop-culture landscape, as much as the charts. Both men influenced their industry, as well as scores of artists.

And both men died unexpectedly and barely into middle age.

Jackson, whose lifetime of hits helped sell more than 750 million albums worldwide, whose smooth moves revolutionized dance as much as pop, and whose penchant for headline-making helped burnish his brand, and, following child-abuse allegations, helped tarnish it, as well, died today after being found unconscious at his Los Angeles home, multiple sources confirm to E! News.

Jackson suffered a heart attack, according to father Joe Jackson, and never recovered.

Music's eternal Peter Pan was 50. In the end, the King of Pop outlived Presley, whose daughter Lisa Marie Presley Jackson would wed, by only eight years.

"I'm very proud that we opened doors, that it helped tear down a lot. Going around the world, doing tours, in stadiums, you see the influence of the music," Jackson told Ebony magazine on the occasion of the 25th anniversary of his landmark album, Thriller.

"When you just look out over the stage, as far as the naked eye could see, you see people. And it's a wonderful feeling, but it came with a lot of pain, a lot of pain." More

Farrah Fawcett, First Among Angels, Has Died

The 1970s did not lack for sex symbols. That, the ubiquitous Farrah Fawcett poster made sure of.

Fawcett, the feather-haired founding member of TV's Charlie's Angels and pinup icon whose second act was marked by bids to showcase her acting chops and whose third act was marred by on- and offscreen problems, died this morning at a Los Angeles-area hospital, some two-and-a-half years after being diagnosed with anal cancer. She was 62.

The actress passed away at 9:28 a.m. Ryan O'Neal, Fawcett's longtime leading man, and friend Alana Stewart were with her at St. John's Health Center in Santa Monica, per a rep at Rogers & Cowan, Fawcett's publicity firm.

In an interview to air tonight on 20/20, O'Neal said he'd recently proposed to the ailing Fawcett, and that she'd accepted. The Love Story actor sounded certain the longtime unmarrieds would—finally—tie the knot.

"We will, as soon as she can say yes," O'Neal said. "Maybe we can just nod her head."

They never made it.

Fawcett, who in recent months had stopped receiving cancer treatment, talked frankly about her battle in Farrah's Story, a raw, camcorder-shot documentary that aired in May on NBC.

"I know that everyone will die eventually, but I do not want to die of this disease," Fawcett said in the film.

"I want to stay alive." More

I'm still laughing. Three funny things to cheer you up and get a smile out of your face. (It worked for me)

• Peter Facinelli (Dr. Cullen in Twilight) said this on his twitter:

• The longest word in English according to Oxford Dictionary is Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanocon. But there's the largest protein ever discovered that is 189,819 letters long. Read it here. LOL

• Today's Father Day and still don't have a present for my Dad. Sad? No guys... it's FUNNY!

Let's begin with this...

• After all the "it's old, it's new" dilemma of Adam Lambert's single, the truth is out: it's old. It was pretty obvious. I mean, he has just started working on the studio after signing woth 19/RCA Records. I listened to it today, and it's good. I like it, very Robbie Williams in his mid 90's. Full story and audio here.

• Hugh Laurie wants Stephen Fry on House. YAY! Finally he says it out and loud. It would be like having a Fry and Laurie Reunion in American English (please, make Stephen talk in American LOL). Still, there's no role for Fry, so we have to wait. Hugh's statement here.

• E! has started a poll on whether you want the site and channel to be a Speidi free zone. I can't stand them, and if you can't either vote YES on this link.

• Jennifer Aniston is dating Brad. Ok, everybody has made this joke and I had to do it. No, not that Brad. Aparently, Miss Aniston needs Brad in his life (and now I mean, that Brad) so she got Bradley Cooper as a replacement. If I were her, I'd get someone with a different name, must be weird saying "Oh, Brad". But, who knows? Maybe, Bradley Cooper is the Brad.

• Katherine Heigl stays, T.R. Knight leaves. That's it. Nothing more to say. I'll miss George.

• Trailer of the week: "Sherlock Holmes" Can't wait to watch this movie.

Time flies out of our hands, like a fugitive in the run. It doesn't want to stay with us, so it leave us. And we don't know what to do without it. How to handle the fact that we have no time seems impossible for me. But time has left me because I didn't know how to use it. I had plenty of it the past two weeks and I waste it. And now, I regret it. But I'm still wasting the few hours that time allowed me to keep by writing on my blog.

Yesterday I recieved an email with more things to do for university. I almost jumped off the balcony. MORE? Seriously? "Time has abandoned me", I yelled at the screen. Of course, the screen is not guilty of my lack of organization. And today I have a doctor's appointment (very far from home) so I guess I'll take a few books with me.

But for now, I'll get started with something. "Stop wasting time", my screen yelled back.


xo, B.



PS: Today I read this on the paper, I was shocked. This is an extract from the first paragraph of an article on the tv show "Mental". Shocking.

"Es británico, igual que Hugh Laurie. Interpreta a un médico tan eficiente como poco ortodoxo, igual que Hugh Laurie. Y ahí terminan las coincidencias entre los actores de Mental y Dr. House.Chris Vance es encantador a primera vista. Sonríe con toda la cara y hasta se le forman un par de hoyuelos. [...]"

WTF? Hugh Laurie is more than charming. When he smiles, he's hot. And he has a few extra awards, those from the big ceremonies that Hollywood holds every year, that Chris Vance doesn't have.

Even though you won't read this, and I don't care, I wish you the best. You're SEVENTEEN! =)
I love you from the bottom of my heart to infinity and beyond (that's something Buzz Lightyear would say)!


xo, B.

A few weeks have passed since the last time I wrote here.
I made a few changes, new layout. Oh, yes. I have free time to spend on stupid things, like having a blog, and not studying at all. I hope you like it. I found it and I immediately fell in love with it.

I've started my 2nd week of my "swine flue holidays" (that's how my Mum likes to call them). My teacher have sent me a lot to do, and I believe I haven't done even half of it, but well... I have become this lazy person who likes sitting in front of screens (laptop, TV). But seriously, tomorrow I'll do my best and try to do A LOT. Otherwise, it's going to be Monday and I won't have done anything.

Lately I've been having this feeling of uncertainty. I'm not that sure if what I'm studying is what I should. What I want. What I like. I mean, I like it, but is it my future? It is what I picture myself doing in the future. I've already turned down 2 jobs because I was afraid. I'm afraid of a classroom, of the children, of whatever might happen there. But the thing is, if I never teach in a big class, what the hell am I gonna do the rest of my life?

I like many things. I could study Journalism, Publicity, Production, even Art. I like all those things. I'm not even sure if I would be good at them, but I don't close doors that soon. I could do all those things later on in my life. However, I enjoy studying English. But I already know Enlglish. OMG! I hate crisis!!!!! They are very biiiiig problems for which I don't have solutions.

You see all that people that like what they study, they like their jobs. They don't care how much they earn, of if they have lousy bosses. They love what they do. I want that. I want it very much. But how do I find out if this is it? It's so hard. When you are in highschool, you take everything for granted and you are taken for granted. It's so much easier. And now, adulthood sucks. Responsibily, doing things on your own, deciding what you want!!!! I just want to know. I hate not knowing.


The thing is people think I know what I want. And they don't realise that I'm just a regular teenager who is still trying to find herself. They take me from granted. It's what everybody does. Why? Am I so predictable? So easy to firgure out? Because I always thought that a good quality about myself was that I was intereting, unexpected... but now I know that I'm totally predictable. I can be taken for granted because there's not much option.


Anyway, I'm here. In the comfort of my own bedroom, my sacred place (?) listening to The Kooks' concert here in Buenos Aires. Yep, sadly listening to it on the radio :( I'd love to be there, but I didn't get tickets, a pity. At the smae time, I'm making some collage, sort of happy birthday sign for my sister's 17th birthday tomorrow. So I'd better go back to that.


(Wow!, I wrote a lot today! Too much to say, i guess)



xo, B.

Swine flu. Have you heard of it? Very popular. Well, there's been a confirmed case in my uni, so it's going to be closed for 2 weeks, yay! Might hear from me in a few days, or not. LOL


xo, B.

It's been a long time since the last time I wrote here. Well, let's face it... I never write that often.
Uni is great, I'm doing very well. Wow, my self-esteem is quite high :O Just in that area.
I forgotten I had this blog to release the energy and just write what I feel. Sometimes I need to write so much, but I don't have time or paper is much more accessible. Yes, I keep I diary.
Tallulah Bankhead once said: "It's the good girls who keep diaries. The bad girls never have time. Me... I just wanna live a life I'm gonna remember. Even if I don't write it down"
I agree with her when she says that we (yes, the good girls) keep diaries. I actually love it. All you go through and can't tell a friend or sister, is there. I also agree that the bad girls don't have time. And I want to have a life to remember, even if I don't write it down, but right now I'm writing it down because I have time, which makes me a good girl, and this discussion has gone too far and lost its main significance that was saying that I have a diary and it's great.

This post has lost its original meaning, but I think it's way better than what was going to be at the beginning.



xo, B.

Biggest change: after 14 years in the private system, I find myself lost in the public one.
Going to a public university is totally different. I have to ask different people to find out something, so many times. And they all tell you different things!!!! OMG!!!! It's so fucking confusing!!!

Subjects: I'm taking Language, Phonetics, Grammar, Spanish, Pedagogy and Cultural Studies. I just hate Spanish, the rest... I can live with them. Actually, I like them. I enjoy them. I get along with them. But I don't feel like I'm doing much, or studying much. Perhaps, I still don't have a lot to do or study, but I have this feeling that it's not so demanding. It's difficult to explain. All my former classmates and friends from highschool are doing a lot and I'm doing... well, very little.

New friends: oh, yes, important topic. I think I have nothing to complain in this field. I've met the most amazing people in the past 2 months. Girls with whom I'm getting along very well =) I'm glad I met them.

What I hate the most: travelling by bus every morning sucks!!!! Getting up at 5.30 a.m. sucks!!!!! The windy 8 blocks I have to walk to get to college after I get off the bus, they suck too!!!!!! The public means of transport of Buenos Aires, suck the most!!!!! Not seeing my best friends every day, that's horrible. But, what am I gonna do? It's the price you've got to pay.


Still, I think this is going to be a good year. Or at least I hope so.

xo, B.

I studied... not that much. I passeed with a 82.5. It's a great mark, but like always, I expected more.
These past 2 years, I'd expected more from my performances in English exams, but somehow I end up disappointing myself. I got a C grade on my CAE and my CPE, and I was dishearted. Since the A grade from the FCE, Ii thought that in my other 2 exams I was gonna do GREAT, but I didin't. Why do I find it so difficult to be happy with what I get? I think I don't get what I deserve. I wrote the best papers during this year, I have improved my writting skills to almost perfect for a ESL student, and I get a C? Once someone told me that tests don't really show what you know. And it's true. You study hard and know everything that is for you to know, and they ask you a tricky question and you may not know how to answer it and that's it: you get a C. I'm being repetitive, I don't care.
I've just realised that the point of this post was my University entrance exam, and my subconscious led me to to what's been annoying me for the last year. Wow, it's amazing how the miind works.
Anyway, I passed. I'm in. Teaching Training College, here I come.

xo, B.

I had a wonderful holiday in Mar del Plata. It wasn't one of the best, but still, I had a great time. Perhaps I'm getting bored of going on holidays with my family. OK, not perhaps, it's a certainty, but it was the only plan I had for the summer.
Changes are coming this year. I don't think I'm ready. I mean, I've been waiting for this year, out of school and studying what I want, but I still think it's too soon. I'm sort of scared, on the verge of panicking. However, that's in a few months from now. I should enjoy the rest of my summer holidays =)

xo, B.

2009 has arrived! I had a really nice time last night with my family (:
i made some resolutions which i expect to make them real by the end of the year