lunes, 20 de mayo de 2019
martes, 12 de septiembre de 2017
Primer Programa Doble o Nada - Mariana Marval Sept 2017
Escucha aquí mi primer programa en formato solista. Una nueva etapa en mi carrera como locutora y periodista. Enjoy!! (11 sept 2017)
martes, 18 de marzo de 2014
Carta para ti
Querido amigo:
Hoy se cumplen 10 años desde que te vi por última vez.
Siempre pienso en los chistes que me hubiera gustado echarte estos años, las canciones que quedaron por compartir, todas las colas que me hubieras podido dar (oye que las he necesitado), el verano y país en que nos hubieramos podido encontrar, los emoticons que mandarías, o si odiarías los emoticons (ja).
Hoy se cumplen 10 años desde que te vi por última vez.
Siempre pienso en los chistes que me hubiera gustado echarte estos años, las canciones que quedaron por compartir, todas las colas que me hubieras podido dar (oye que las he necesitado), el verano y país en que nos hubieramos podido encontrar, los emoticons que mandarías, o si odiarías los emoticons (ja).
Son tonterías, pero son las tonterías que hicieron nuestra amistad. La hicieron a prueba del tiempo.
Hoy a mis 28 siento un gran alivio. El alivio que no tuve aquél día al temer que los años te borraran.
Ya sé que no te borraron. Suavizaron el dolor de la separación y acentuaron las memorias de esos años que pasamos juntos.
Estoy
llena de tranquilidad. Te extraño pero sé que cuando nos volvamos a ver
podré contarte las aventuras de los tuyos, ahora unos treintones que
cambiaron pero siguen siendo los mismos. Entonces nos reiremos y te daré
el abrazo que tengo guardado especialmente para ti.
Sigue siendo feliz amigo. <3>
Mari
jueves, 25 de octubre de 2012
A few last words...
...antes de partir.
London: T-H-A-N-K-Y-O-U.
I'm overwhelmed and can't truly express all the feelings I'm having right now. It all seems too much to handle. I will miss you, like I've probably never missed anything or anyone in my life. Hoping to come back to you one day. With all my love
Mariana
London: T-H-A-N-K-Y-O-U.
I'm overwhelmed and can't truly express all the feelings I'm having right now. It all seems too much to handle. I will miss you, like I've probably never missed anything or anyone in my life. Hoping to come back to you one day. With all my love
Mariana
martes, 25 de septiembre de 2012
Three-nity
The night I arrived in London was pretty emotional and eventful. Not only was I scared and confused with the whole 'deciding to move countries in ONE week' thing, but I was also tired from the journey. I didn't know my way around and had no clue where I was going to live. I only had a little paper with an address, and carried 3 gigantic bags around the tube as gracefully (sense the irony) as possible.
I have this tradition every time I arrive in a new country for a longish stay in which I basically wonder who will be the very first person I get to meet upon arrival. After we meet, I label them as 'the first person I met when I first arrived in ______(insert place here).'
London wasn't the exception. When I got to McMillan Student Village at 23:30, the person I first met was this cute little teenager sitting on a chair with the biggest grin on his face. I thought: 'There you are! Oficially 'First person I meet when I first arrived in LONDON!!'... Little did I know I was going to end up dating the little fellow some time after that (It wasn't ilegal anymore I swear!).
It had never happened to me before that the actual 'First person' person became someone of some importance during my stay at the given place. Normally the first person is the most random, nothing-in-common-individual you'll ever meet, but with whom you become friends due to the lack of acquaintances or internet.
To make it better, the day I arrived was the 'teenager boy's' birthday (his 10th bday or something haha), and after that it was pretty easy for me to keep remembering the date.
It's now 00:39, and as I was procastinating on facebook (I know!) I happened to see that today, September the 26th, it's his birthday, so I immediately realised I have been in this country for THREE WHOLE MINDBLOWING YEARS!!
I now need to get back to my pre-scheduled Skype date with a friend and maybe later post on C's wall. But this post HAD to be written since I needed to both commemorate my time in this beautiful country, and also accept the fact that my journey here is now coming to an end.
Happy birthday C, and happy english birthday to me!!
I have this tradition every time I arrive in a new country for a longish stay in which I basically wonder who will be the very first person I get to meet upon arrival. After we meet, I label them as 'the first person I met when I first arrived in ______(insert place here).'
London wasn't the exception. When I got to McMillan Student Village at 23:30, the person I first met was this cute little teenager sitting on a chair with the biggest grin on his face. I thought: 'There you are! Oficially 'First person I meet when I first arrived in LONDON!!'... Little did I know I was going to end up dating the little fellow some time after that (It wasn't ilegal anymore I swear!).
It had never happened to me before that the actual 'First person' person became someone of some importance during my stay at the given place. Normally the first person is the most random, nothing-in-common-individual you'll ever meet, but with whom you become friends due to the lack of acquaintances or internet.
To make it better, the day I arrived was the 'teenager boy's' birthday (his 10th bday or something haha), and after that it was pretty easy for me to keep remembering the date.
It's now 00:39, and as I was procastinating on facebook (I know!) I happened to see that today, September the 26th, it's his birthday, so I immediately realised I have been in this country for THREE WHOLE MINDBLOWING YEARS!!
I now need to get back to my pre-scheduled Skype date with a friend and maybe later post on C's wall. But this post HAD to be written since I needed to both commemorate my time in this beautiful country, and also accept the fact that my journey here is now coming to an end.
Happy birthday C, and happy english birthday to me!!
lunes, 24 de septiembre de 2012
And here's my first music video!!
It seems like a bit more than the back of my head made it into the video after all...
Let's see if you can find me!
Enjoy!!!
lunes, 23 de julio de 2012
The day I performed in my first music video
Our agent put us up for a David Garrett video. For those who don't know, he is a famous german violinist who does covers of well known singles.
Today he was shooting the video for his Coldplay cover.
We basically had to dance and jump to the rhythm of the violin version of 'Viva La Vida'.
On top of it, we got to throw loads of powder paint all over the place. It was surreal.
Apart from the fact that we had to swallow a bit of the powder and get it out of our eyes - it sounds awful but it wasn't as much - it was a great opportunity to vent all possible life struggles!
We were all in black, against a huge green screen that covered pretty much the whole studio. We had our hands full with all these bright coloured powders, and then threw it at each other.
Marval moment: A big chunk of colour powder fell into my eyes the minute the camera was doing a close up of my face, so naturally I couldn't open them. THE moment to shine was gone before I could get rid of it, but with a bit of luck maybe the back of my head will appear in the clip.
JA!
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