Sunday 29 January 2012

I found a friend

confused, a rush of adrenaline from the movie, life bringing in good stuff, and confusion, and desire for something to happen.

do i prevent stuff from happening, how high are these walls, do you know, lisbeth?

why do I exclude the possibility, why do I wish the maybe impossible?

will they stop, do not like the situation. annoying, maybe humiliating for him. and anyway, who is she to talk?

Thursday 26 January 2012

monaco

vittima

Samarcanda

Oggi mi sono fatta 4 risate sul pullman con un bimbo che avrà avuto un anno. mi guardava e rideva. no, non sorrideva, rideva proprio'leary E così anche io mi sono sciolta, non limitandomi a sorridere, ma riendo proprio di gusto.

Tuesday 24 January 2012

brutto tempo

Ich freue mich jedes Mal, wenn schlechtes Wetter ist. Denn wenn ich mich nicht freue, ist auch schlechtes Wetter.

Sunday 22 January 2012

delicia e castigo

mal d'amore.

quanto tempo.

in qualche modo continuiamo a farci male, in piccoli modi, con piccole abitudini. tecnologia che tanto ci unisce quanto ci ferisce.

occhi azzurri e tenero sorriso.

good storyteller e chissà che altro.

dormi bene.

Sunday 15 January 2012

me, myself and I

i think i can say it. I used to be a person that could not spend time on her own. now I can, and I actually sometimes find myself claiming and defending this right.

when someone is asking for your presence, but you feel like you have to spend that time with yourself.
when nobody is around to do stuff together, and you set up for a time out with yourself, be it a long walk in the sun, a good meal in a nice place, some shopping, your swimming hour, may it be at 7 am, your holiday in that one place you always wanted to go to.
may it be that you want to dress up nice, and have a short skirt on and take your walk without having to talk to people that would never address you if you were not nice-looking. may it be that you feel like watching a romantic movie at the cinema. may it be that you want to have lunch on your own in the canteen and take a slow walk to tidy up your mind and enjoy the sun.
when you fill in the bath tub, pour some scented product and just disappear for 20 mins in bubbly water. might it be that you come home and you put on your warm sweater and switch on your scented candle.

sometimes while doing these things I might look lame, pitiful, lonely to others eyes. even if, it is my right, and do not judge me only because you don't do it. maybe you're luckier than me, maybe you are just different, maybe you did not walk all the way I have walked till here. you did not fall in the ways I did, you were not abandoned by those people.

just close your eyes and embrace that music. dong.

delicatesse

you are beautiful.

it's just that you don't know it yet.

se eu te pego

Nossa, nossa
Assim você me mata
Ai se eu te pego
Ai ai se eu te pego

Delícia, delícia
Assim você me mata
Ai se eu te pego
Ai ai, se eu te pego

Sábado na balada
A galera começou a dançar
E passou a menina mais linda
Tomei coragem e comecei a falar

Nossa, nossa
Assim você me mata
Ai se eu te pego
Ai ai, se eu te pego
Delícia, delícia
Assim você me mata
Ai se eu te pego

Ai ai se eu te pego




Wow, wow
You're gonna kill me that way
Ah when I get my hands on you, (poor you)
Ah when I get my hands on you, (poor you)

Delicious, delicious
You're gonna kill me that way
Ah when I get my hands on you, (poor you)
Ah when I get my hands on you, (poor you)

Saturday party night
Everyone began to dance
The hottest girl of the place passed me by
So I got the guts up and began to say to her

Wow, wow
You're gonna kill me that way
Ah when I get my hands on you, (poor you)
Ah when I get my hands on you, (poor you)

Friday 13 January 2012

ceralacca

E' noto che non tutti i cervelli siano fatti di materia grigia o bianca. Scienziati di tutto il mondo hanno investigato per anni il curioso fatto.

Io ho und fondata teoria. La metà di tali persone ha dentro la testa quella sostanza rossa con cui si fa la buccia a formaggi tipo la fontina. L'altra metà ha la testa piena di ceralacca.

In caso contrario, certi comportamenti non avrebbero spiegazione.

Thursday 5 January 2012

l'omino del cervello balla

a handful of years ago, this was my soundtrack to the holidays around new year. and maybe it is a good time to listen to it again:

Music is my power, music is my life
Me don't want no monkey come give me advice
Music is my pleasure, me don't want no pressure
With jahjah-guidance I will survive
Look at how the bassman pushing the bass
Look at hoe the drummer tight on the case
Ringdingading music is my thing
Ringdingading oh what joy it brings

Music is my true true destiny
With my music whoihoi I'm feeling free
I Know some people will disagree
But I don't care at all, I must be me
When the music hit me, I feel no pain
When the music with me I feel no strain
My music is a big big part of me
You know my music is my victory

Per tutti quelli il cui omino del cervello danza da mattina a sera

Wednesday 4 January 2012

blaming you

Seems like it was yesterday when I saw your face
You told me how proud you were, but I walked away
If only I knew what I know today, ooh, ooh

I would hold you in my arms, I would take the pain away
Thank you for all you've done, forgive all your mistakes
There's nothing I wouldn't do to hear your voice again
Sometimes I wanna call you but I know you won't be there

Oh, I'm sorry for blaming you
For everything I just couldn't do
And I've hurt myself by hurting you

Some days I feel broke inside but I won't admit
Sometimes I just wanna hide 'cause it's you I miss
And it's so hard to say goodbye when it comes to this, ooh

Would you tell me I was wrong? Would you help me understand?
[ From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/c/christina-aguilera-lyrics/hurt-lyrics.html]
Are you looking down upon me? Are you proud of who I am?
There's nothing I wouldn't do to have just one more chance
To look into your eyes and see you looking back

Oh, I'm sorry for blaming you
For everything I just couldn't do
And I've hurt myself, oh

If I had just one more day
I would tell you how much that I've missed you
Since you've been away

Oh, it's dangerous
It's so out of line
To try and turn back time

I'm sorry for blaming you
For everything I just couldn't do
And I've hurt myself
By hurting you

bittersweet


Ho sentito
Che ti sei sistemato
Che hai trovato una ragazza
E tu sei sposato ora
Ho sentito
Che i tuoi sogni si sono avverati
Immagino che lei ti abbia dato
Ciò che io non ti davo

Vecchio amico
Perché sei così timido?
Non è da te trattenerti
O nascondere dalla luce

Odio spuntare dal nulla
Non invitata
Ma non ho saputo stare lontano
Non potevo resistere
Speravo che avresti visto il mio viso
E ti saresti ricordato
Che per me
Non è finita

Non importa, troverò
Qualcuno come te
Voglio solo il meglio anche per te
... Non dimenticarti di me
Ti prego
Mi ricordo che avevi detto
"A volte si resta innamorati
Ma a volte invece fa male
"

Sai
Come il tempo vola
Solo ieri
Era il nostro momento
Siamo nati e cresciuti
In una foschia d'estate
Uniti nella sorpresa
Dei nostri giorni di gloria

...

Niente si può paragonare
Nessun preoccupazione o problema,
Rimpianti ed errori
Sono ricordi vissuti.
Chi avrebbe immaginato... Come...
Questo avrebbe avuto un gusto
Dolce-amaro

Sunday 1 January 2012

optimism

you're an optimist. that's what I want to be when I grow up.