lunedì 3 settembre 2007
ore 11:01(categoria:
"Vita Quotidiana")
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song: Linkin Park - faint
I am a little bit of loneliness a little bit of disregard Handful of complaints but I can’t help the fact that everybody can see these scars I am what I want you to want what I want you to feel But it’s like no matter what I do, I can’t convince you, to just believe this is real So I let go, watching you, turn your back like you always do Face away and pretend that I’m not But I’ll be here ’cause you’re all that I got
[Chorus] (I can’t feel the way I did before) (Don’t turn your back on me) (I won’t be ignored) (Time won’t heal this damage anymore) (Don’t turn your back on me) (I won’t be ignored)
I am a little bit insecure a little unconfident Cause you don’t understand I do what I can but sometimes I don’t make sense I am what you never wanna say but I’ve never had a doubt It’s like no matter what I do I can’t convince you for once just to hear me out So I let go watching you turn your back like you always do Face away and pretend that I’m not But I’ll be here ’cause you’re all that I’ve got
[Chorus] (I can’t feel the way I did before) (Don’t turn your back on me) (I won’t be ignored) (Time won’t heal this damage anymore) (Don’t turn your back on me) (I won’t be ignored)
(No) (Hear me out now) (You’re gonna listen to me, like it or not) (Right now) (Hear me out now) (You’re gonna listen to me, like it or not) (Right now)
(I can’t feel the way I did before) (Don’t turn your back on me) (I won’t be ignored)
[Chorus] (I can’t feel the way I did before) (Don’t turn your back on me) (I won’t be ignored) (Time won’t heal this damage anymore) (Don’t turn your back on me) (I won’t be ignored)
[Chorus] (I can’t feel the way I did before) (Don’t turn your back on me) (I won’t be ignored) (Time won’t heal this damage anymore) (Don’t turn your back on me) (I won’t be ignored)
I can’t feel I won’t be ignored Time won’t heal Don’t turn your back on me I won’t be ignored
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domenica 2 settembre 2007
ore 14:28(categoria:
"Vita Quotidiana")
Compleanno di ritorno
intanto salutiamo il nuovo arrivato...
e si...penso ke stasera mi ubriachero...
song: Elio e le storie tese - Al mercato di Bonn
Tutti conosciamo quella melodia che fa: "Tanti auguri a te!". Giusto, proprio quella lì che dopo fa così: "Tanti auguri a te!".
Ma per cazzeggiar felici festeggiando con gli amici, non basta solo un ritornello che per quanto bello è un po’ fine a se stesso.
Ma a me è capitato un qualche cosa che ha del pazzesco. - Dai la canto normale -
Guardo sulla bancarella di quel rigattier al mercato di Bonn, sai ci trovi questo e quello da quel rigattier del mercato di Bonn. E intravedo uno spartito, obsoleto e manoscrito, e incomincio a solfeggiare.
E in quell’istante ho capito di avere trovato l’anello mancante di questa catena di note incantate nei miei compleanni, vi giuro ho trovato per caso la strofa di "Tanti auguri a te".
Era un inedito di Beethoven che fa così:
Spegni bene le candele soffia, soffia, soffia sopra le candele! Non cercare di scappare vieni a festeggiar con noi, 100 di codesti giorni non dimenticarlo mai.
No, no, no, no, non dimenticarlo mai, no, no, no, no, 100 di codesti giorni. Non dimenticarlo mai, 100 di codesti dì.
Vieni qui, dove vai? È la tua festa.
Tanti auguri a te, tanti auguri a te, tanti auguri felici, tanti auguri a te.
Alles gute zum geburstag. Happy birthday.
Quante sono le candele? Una, 10, 100, 1000 le candele. Le spegnerai - non posso Le spegnerai - non sento Il genetliaco.
Guarda qui, guarda là, è la tua festa.
Tanti auguri a te, tanti auguri a te, tanti auguri felici, tanti auguri a te.
Alles gute zum geburstag. Alles gute zum geburstag. Tanti auguri Beethoven, e la torta a me
sabato 1 settembre 2007
ore 00:01(categoria:
"Vita Quotidiana")
song:Linea77 - ketchup suicide
Like dogs for a bone the flies are fighting You see me on your back, I’m just a cunt, I’m waiting here, I’m not your useful contact, I’m just the last one, Don’t stay so close to... So far...please, talk to me honestly. It’s not because i don’t like you just because i don’t care about you And watch me diyng. Shame on you fool, on your game, on your perfect day. Glorify, celebrate, duplicate, love what you hate. You are the last, little, simbol of decadence, Try to show me the best, come on, make it quick, I’m boring of waiting. Surprise me, bite me and watch me diyng. Have you ever been like water? Surprise me...the first question is: How long you are going to smile, when you need to scream? Just right but ... Bite me... the second question is: Can i be the last one? Yes, we play, you win and we loose. We play, you win and we loose. Be quite, be sure, be cool. Be quite, be sure, be cool and i will die in a ketchup suicide. Surprise me, bite me and watch me diyng, Have you ever been like water? Yes, we play, you win and we loose. We play, you win and we loose. Be quite, be sure, be cool. Be quite, be sure, be cool and i will die in a ketchup suicide
venerdì 31 agosto 2007
ore 13:32(categoria:
"Vita Quotidiana")
sono un escremento!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Esame di soc della com:28!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! e la media si impenna! il secondo anno si può da ora definire decente. E da domani si cmabia casa! X ki ancora nn sapesse mi trasferisco in Via del Santo al numero 77 (come dice il buon panda Viadelsantonumerolegambedelledonne). Se nn sapete ke fare venitemi a trovare.
Ok lo ammetto: la mia guida spiritale è lui:
song: Nirvana - DRain you
One baby to another said - I’m lucky to have met you I don’t care what you think Unless it is about me It is now my duty to completely drain you A travel through a tube And end up in your infection
Chew your meat for you Pass it back and forth In a passionate kiss From my mouth to yours I like you
With eyes so dilated, I’ve become your pupil You’ve taught me everything Without a poison apple The water is so yellow, I’m a healthy student Indebted and so grateful - Vacuum out the fluids
Chew your meat for you Pass it back and forth In a passionate kiss From my mouth to yours I like you You (x5)
One baby to another said - I’m lucky to have met you I don’t care what you think Unless it is about me It is now my duty to completely drain you A travel through a tube And end up in your infection
Chew your meat for you Pass it back and forth In a passionate kiss From my mouth to yours Sloppy lips to lips You’re my vitamins I’m like you
lunedì 27 agosto 2007
ore 10:27(categoria:
"Vita Quotidiana")
quasi 3800
anke il raffreddore stamattina
song: Limp Bizkit - Eat you Alive
Hey you Mrs I dont know what the fuck your name is Im drawn to you somethings magnetic here If I could approach you or even get close to the scent that you left behind Id be fine No doubt (no doubt) that you bring out (bring out) the animal inside
I’D EAT YOU ALIVE!!!! i’d eat you alive..... I’D EAT YOU ALIVE!!!! i’d eat you alive.....
Hey you, Mrs. too-good-to-look-my-way and that’s cool you want nothing at all to do with me. But I want you, ain’t nothing wrong with wanting you cause I’m a man and I can think what the hell I want, you got that straight? No doubt (no doubt) that I’d love to (I’d love) sniff on them panties now....
I’D EAT YOU ALIVE!!!! i’d eat you alive..... I’D EAT YOU ALIVE!!!! i’d eat you alive.....
I’m sorry. So sorry (damn, you’re so hot!!) Your beauty is so vain (damn, you’re so hot!!) It drives me, yes it drives me (damn your so hot) absolutely insane
I just want to look at you I just want to look at you, look at you all day I just want to look at you, I just want to look at you all day There ain’t nothing wrong, no. There aint nothing wrong with that
Once you seep in (once you seep in) under my skin (under my skin) Theres nothing, theres nothing in this world that could wash you away
Once you seep in (once you seep in) under my skin (under my skin) Theres nothing, theres nothing in this world that could wash you away.....
I’m sorry. So sorry (damn, you’re so hot!!) Your beauty is so vain (damn, you’re so hot!!) It drives me, yes it drives me(damn your so hot) absolutely insane
I’D EAT YOU ALIVE!!!! i’d eat you alive..... I’D EAT YOU ALIVE!!!! i’d eat you alive.....
domenica 26 agosto 2007
ore 13:11(categoria:
"Vita Quotidiana")
Macchia
Punto della situazione. decido senza programma.dovrei esserci e invece son da un’altra parte. parto e vado senza spiegare.nn mi faccio ne vedere ne sentire.
song: Blind Guardian - Skalds and Shadows
Would you believe in a night like this? A night like this, when visions come true Would you believe in a tale like this A lay of bliss, we’re praising the old lore Come to the blazing fire and
See me in the shadows See me in the shadows Songs i will sing Of runes and rings Just hand me my harp And this night turns into myth Nothing seems real You soon will feel The world we live in is another skald’s Dream in the shadows Dream in the shadows
Do you believe there is sense in it Is it truth or myth They’re one in my rhymes Nobody knows the meaning behind The weaver’s line Well nobody else but the Norns can See through the blazing fires of time and All things will procede as the child of the hallowed Will speak to you now
See me in the shadows See me in the shadows Songs I will sing of tribes and kings The carrion bird and the hall of the slain Nothing seems real You soon will feel The world we live in is another skald’s Dream in the shadows Dream in the shadows
Do not fear for my reason There’s nothing to hide How bitter your treason How bitter the lie Remember the runes and remember the light All I ever want is to be at your side We gladden the raven now I will Run through the blazing fires That’s my choice Cause things shall procede as foreseen
mercoledì 22 agosto 2007
ore 18:23(categoria:
"Vita Quotidiana")
Comunicazioni ke conraddicono il personaggio
oh, io mi fido
song: Elio e le Storie Tese - Nessuno allo stadio
Il calcio e’ un grande rito che devi rispeta’r; l’ Europa ne impazzisce, e negli Stati Uniti lo vorrebbe popolar.
Fondamentalmente, agli americani non interessano i mondiali di calcio americani. Fondamentalmente a noi ci interessa che l’Italia vinca i mondiali di calcio americani. Fondamentalmente a noi ci interessa che il made in Italy trionfi ovunque (americani). Confidiamo che a Los Angeles lo stadio sia costruito con criteri antisisma americani. Confidiamo che la faglia non esiga il suo tributo di sangue ai mondiali di calcio americani; qualora accadesse confido nell’intervento di squadre cinofile di cui amero’ i cani americani. Guardate Lorena Bobbit, pensate a suo marito; quale interesse ripone lui nei mondiali, secondo voi? Nessuno.
Nessuno sugli spalti, nessuno in panchina, nessuno palleggia, nessuno che moviola. Nessuno allo stadio, nessuno bagarino, nessuno realizza, nessuno fluidifica: nobody at the stadium. Parteciperanno molte squadre ai campionati dei mondiali di calcio americani. Se Agnonavbare’ difendera’ la propria porta nei mondiali di calcio americani forse la Nigeria vincera’ questi famosi campionati di calcio mondiali americani. Loro giocano `o besebol’, loro ballano `o rocchenro’l l’, ma i soldi pe’ i camel chi glieli da’ ? Nessuno.
Nessuno petarda, nessuno fumogena, nessuno coltella, nessuno bandiera. Nessuno allo stadio, nessuno che uligana, nessuno si accalca, nessuno fluidifica, nessuno sugli spalti, nessuno in panchina.
Il calcio e` un grande rito che devi rispetar, che sia odio o che sia amore passera’ . Il calcio e’ un grande rito che devi rispettar, nessuno fluidifica, nessuno maradona. Nessuno sugli spalti, nessuno in cantina, nessuno allo stadio, nessuno di nessuno. Che sia odio o che sia amore, passera’ .
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mercoledì 22 agosto 2007
ore 03:19(categoria:
"Vita Quotidiana")
Domani devo studiare
notte...
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martedì 21 agosto 2007
ore 19:59(categoria:
"Vita Quotidiana")
Rappresentazioni in buona fede e rappresentazioni in mala fede
song: The racounters - Broken Boy Soldier
I’m pulling down questions from the shelf I’m asking forgiveness I ain’t asking nobody but myself And I want you to know this And I want you to know this
You rightfully threw a box of toys That were handed down to me Just take out the ones you brought and then Give the rest to my family
I’m gonna go back to school today But I’m dropping myself off I’m throwing the child seat away I’m through ripping myself off I’m done ripping myself off
I’m child and man and child again A toy broken boy soldier I’m child and man then child again The boy never gets older The boy never gets older The boy never gets older The boy never gets older The boy never gets older Never gets older The boy broken toy soldier The boy... The boy!
martedì 4 settembre 2007
