domenica 22 aprile 2007
ore 10:44(categoria:
"Vita Quotidiana")
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sabato 21 aprile 2007
ore 19:21(categoria:
"Vita Quotidiana")
trying if it goes...
Si procede...
domani vado a giocare...si vedrà.
Settimana proxima torno in Padova city (mi mancate ) e dunque è d’obbligo Vizio etc...
Vabbè nn ho un cazzo da scrivere era tanto x postare hahaha
song:
Bad Religion - Los Angeles is burning
Somewhere high in the desert near a curtain of a blue the sane man skirts under the wind but down here in the city of the lime lights the fans of santa ana are witherin’ and you can’t deny that living is easy if you never look behind the scenery it’s showtime for drag lines and bedlam is dreamin’ of rain
when the hills of los angeles are burnin’ palm trees are candles in the murder wind so many lives on the breeze even the stars are ill at ease and los angeles is burnin’
this is not a test of the emergency broadcast system when malibu fires and radio towers conspire to dance again and I cannot believe the media Mecca they’re only trying to battle reality, catch it on prime time, story at nine the whole world is goin’ insane
when the hills of los angeles are burnin’ palm trees are candles in the murder wind so many lives are on the breeze even the stars are ill at ease and los angeles is burnin’
a clock that reads the end of days shotgun roundabouts are bending in the haze
more a question than a curse how could hell be any worse?
the flames are startin’ the cameras runnin’ so take warnin’
when the hills of los angeles are burnin palm trees are candles in the murder wind so many lives are on the breeze even the stars are ill at ease and los angeles is burnin’
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venerdì 20 aprile 2007
ore 23:11(categoria:
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domani iniziano playoff NBA...potrei anke sentirmi interessato alla cosa
intanto x ki nn gli passa un cazzo...Pulp Fiction come nn l’avete mai visto (si è la solita porcheria in dialetto trentino )
venerdì 20 aprile 2007
ore 18:57(categoria:
"Vita Quotidiana")
Carramba!
Oggi incontro ke nn t aspetti: è venuta a casa mia una cugina di mia madre direttamente dall’Argentina ke nemmeno si sapeva d avere! Insomma si è parlato d gente ke io ho sentito a malapenanominare ma è stato molto interessante
Frase del giorno: lei guarda mio padre e dice:"Mi ricordi Marcello Mastroianni da giovane". Io ho riso.
Belle anche le foto ke ha portato del paese più di quarant’anni fa. Ha un pò movimentato la giornata
song: Children of Bodom - Punch me I Bleed
From the reign I’ve built Of shame and guilt I go back and take a look, At myself and what I have done so far At the bridge he’s lying waiting till light.
No Choice to go Backward, Inward Okay generous You’re to cross the chamber.
Going down I walk, my way till now Deep to the obscurity Obliterating you in every way With my life’s insanity
Battered up again I’m going right inside Curled up on the floor Wonder ways to kill the pain and What doesn’t kill you will only make you pissed off
Sweep back to kill You can’t make it go away So let’s, take a shot at me Just when you punch me, I bleed
Going down I walk, my way till now Deep to the obscurity Obliterating you in every way With my life’s insanity
venerdì 20 aprile 2007
ore 11:10(categoria:
"Vita Quotidiana")
tutausend!
anke il 2000 è un’ospite...quanti spritz sprecati
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venerdì 20 aprile 2007
ore 01:15(categoria:
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I lose my way And it’s not too long before you point it out I cannot cry Because I know that’s weakness in your eyes I’m forced to fake A smile, a laugh everyday of my life My heart can’t possibly break When it wasn’t even whole to start with
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giovedì 19 aprile 2007
ore 19:52(categoria:
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giovedì 19 aprile 2007
ore 19:08(categoria:
"Vita Quotidiana")
Giornata nnordinaria
intanto stamattina hanno telefonato dei parenti ke nn si sapeva di avere (prozii o bisnonni o qualcosa del genere)...carramba quindi
poi approffittando della settimana d vacanza è iniziata la rivoluzione del soggiorno! Abbattere un caminetto è come fare un’autopsia credo: solo ke c’ la fuliggine invece dell’odore d morto e schizzano macerie invece d sangue Cmq ho avuto la notizia ufficiale ke il mio ginocchio è praticamente guarito (anke se x questo week end niente futbol)
Tra un pò potro tornare a correre e a muovermi ke aiuta sempre
song:
Bob Marley - Waiting in vain
I don’t wanna wait in vain for your love; I don’t wanna wait in vain for your love. From the very first time I rest my eyes on you, girl, My heart says follow t’rough. But I know, now, that I’m way down on your line, But the waitin’ feel is fine: So don’t treat me like a puppet on a string, ’Cause I know I have to do my thing. Don’t talk to me as if you think I’m dumb; I wanna know when you’re gonna come - soon. I don’t wanna wait in vain for your love; I don’t wanna wait in vain for your love; I don’t wanna wait in vain for your love, ’Cause if summer is here, I’m still waiting there; Winter is here, And I’m still waiting there.
--- Guitar solo ---
Like I said: It’s been three years since I’m knockin’ on your door, And I still can knock some more: Ooh girl, ooh girl, is it feasible? I wanna know now, for I to knock some more. Ya see, in life I know there’s lots of grief, But your love is my relief: Tears in my eyes burn - tears in my eyes burn While I’m waiting - while I’m waiting for my turn, See!
I don’t wanna wait in vain for your love; I don’t wanna wait in vain for your love; I don’t wanna wait in vain for your love; I don’t wanna wait in vain for your love; I don’t wanna wait in vain for your love, oh! I don’t wanna - I don’t wanna - I don’t wanna - I don’t wanna - I don’t wanna wait in vain. I don’t wanna - I don’t wanna - I don’t wanna - I don’t wanna - I don’t wanna wait in vain. No, I don’t wanna (I don’t wanna - I don’t wanna - I don’t wanna - I don’t wanna - I don’t wanna wait in vain) - No I - no I (I don’t wanna - I don’t wanna - I don’t wanna - I don’t wanna - I don’t wanna wait in vain) - No, no-no, I, no, I (I don’t wanna - I don’t wanna - I don’t wanna - I don’t wanna - I don’t wanna wait in vain) - It’s your love that I’m waiting on (I don’t wanna - I don’t wanna - I don’t wanna - I don’t wanna - I don’t wanna wait in vain); It’s me love that you’re running from. It’s Jah love that I’m waiting on (I don’t wanna - I don’t wanna - I don’t wanna - I don’t wanna - I don’t wanna wait in vain); It’s me love that you’re running from.
domenica 22 aprile 2007
