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lunedì 20 agosto 2007
ore 18:18(categoria:
"Vita Quotidiana")
E la spola continua: dai ke giovedì arriva presto.
Applauso a Hiyuga x ieri sera: best bruschetta ever!!!!
song: Placebo - Every You and Every Me
Sucker love is heaven sent. You pucker up, our passions spent. My hearts a tart, your bodys rent. My bodys broken, yours is spent. Carve your name into my arm. Instead of stressed, I lie here charmed. Cuz theres nothing else to do, Every me and every you. Sucker love, a box I choose. No other box I choose to use. Another love I would abuse, No circumstances could excuse. In the shape of things to come. Too much poison come undone. Cuz theres nothing else to do, Every me and every you. Every me and every you, Every Me...he Sucker love is known to swing. Prone to cling and waste these things. Pucker up for heavens sake. Theres never been so much at stake. I serve my head up on a plate. Its only comfort, calling late. Cuz theres nothing else to do, Every me and every you. Every me and every you, Every Me...he Every me and every you, Every Me...he Like the naked leads the blind. I know Im selfish, Im unkind. Sucker love I always find, Someone to bruise and leave behind. All alone in space and time. Theres nothing here but what heres heres mine. Something borrowed, something blue. Every me and every you. Every me and every you, Every Me...he Every me and every you, Every Me...he (x4)
giovedì 16 agosto 2007
ore 18:50(categoria:
"Vita Quotidiana")
Il secondo overtime è del Mancio
Gettato la sapzzatura. Tagliato lerba. Distrutto vita. Telefonato x appartamento. Preparato valigia. Visita parenti malati. Prima amichevole dellanno.
X ora nn manca niente. Prendo le mie colpe e le mie responsabilità. Ora vediamo gli adulti ke c sono al mondo.
song - The subways - No Goodbyes
I can see the light behind your eyes Even in the summer shade outside When every single day Will never feel the same A single minute cant be wasted
I can see the colours of your mind Time and time I get em left outside
When every single day Will never feel the same A single minute cant be wasted
Tell me, tell me theres no goodbyes Tell me, tell me theres no goodbyes Tell me, tell me theres no goodbyes Tell me, tell me theres no goodbyes
When every single day Will never feel the same A single minute cant be wasted
Tell me, tell me theres no goodbyes Tell me, tell me theres no goodbyes Tell me, tell me theres no goodbyes Tell me, tell me theres no goodbyes
mercoledì 15 agosto 2007
ore 18:22(categoria:
"Vita Quotidiana")
ognuno con la sua lista di cose da fare, alla quale si accompagna una lista di cose da dire...
sempre facendo ogni tanto una visitina in paradiso
song: Disturbed - Land of confusion
I must have dreamed a thousand dreams Been haunted by a million screams But I can hear the marching feet Theyre moving into the street
Now, did you read the news today? They say the danger has gone away But I can see the fires still alight Theyre burning into the night
Theres too many men, too many people Making too many problems And theres not much love to go around Cant you see this is the land of confusion?
This is the world we live in And these are the hands were given Use them and lets start trying To make it a place worth living in
Oh, superman, where are you now? When everythings gone wrong somehow? The men of steel, I hate these men of power Im losing control by the hour
This is the time, this is the place So we look for the future But theres not much love to go around Tell me why this is the land of confusion
This is the world we live in And these are the hands were given Use them and lets start trying To make it a place worth living in
I remember long ago When the sun was shining And all the stars were bright all through the night In the wake up this madness, as I held you tight So long ago
I wont be coming home tonight My generation will put it right Were not just making promises That we know well never keep
Theres too many men, too many people Making too many problems And theres not much love to go round Cant you see this is the land of confusion?
Now, this is the world we live in And these are the hands were given Use them and lets start trying To make it a place worth fighting for
This is the world we live in And these are the names were given Stand up and lets start showing Just where our lives are going to
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martedì 14 agosto 2007
ore 19:06(categoria:
"Vita Quotidiana")
Grazie a tutti
Come già fatto in precedenza in un post di questa vita immetto un pezzo di telecronaca dei miei idoli e mentori: Flavio Tranquillo e Federico Buffa
questo lo avevo già messo ma è magico
song: Requiem for a Dream
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lunedì 13 agosto 2007
ore 15:55(categoria:
"Vita Quotidiana")
Xkè la Croazia va fatta col formaggio
Una vita x tornare a casa,ma ne facevo anke a meno
Grazie a tutti,e anke un pò scusate.
Vabbè nn ho voglia d scrivere ne d raccontare... xò è stato una figata!
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domenica 29 luglio 2007
ore 10:34(categoria:
"Vita Quotidiana")
Oggi è il compleanno di mia sorella!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Auguri sister!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! e finalmente si parte!
song: Alanis Morisette - Hands clean
If it werent for your maturity none of this would have happened If you werent so wise beyond your years I wouldve been able to control myself If it werent for my attention you wouldnt have been successful and If it werent for me you would never have amounted to very much
Ooh this could be messy But you dont seem to mind Ooh dont go telling everybody And overlook this supposed crime
Well fast forward to a few years later And no one knows except the both of us And I have honored your request for silence And youve washed your hands clean of this
Youre essentially an employee and I like you having to depend on me Youre kind of my protégé and one day youll say you learned all you know from me I know you depend on me like a young thing would to a guardian I know you sexualize me like a young thing would and I think I like it
Ooh this could get messy But ooh you dont seem to mind Ooh dont go telling everybody And overlook this supposed crime
Well fast forward to a few years later And no one knows except the both of us And I have honored your request for silence And youve washed your hands clean of this
What part of our historys reinvented and under rug swept? What part of your memory is selective and tends to forget? What with this distance it seems so obvious?
Just make sure you dont tell on me especially to members of your family We best keep this to ourselves and not tell any members of our inner posse I wish I could tell the world cause youre such a pretty thing when youre done up properly I might want to marry you one day if you watch that weight and keep your firm body
Ooh this could be messy and Ooh I dont seem to mind and Ooh dont go telling everybody And overlook this supposed crime
Well fast forward to a few years later No one knows except the both of us And I have honored your request for silence And youve washed your hands clean of this
Ooh this could be messy and Ooh I dont seem to mind Ooh dont go tellin everybody And overlook this supposed crime
Well fast forward to a few years later No one knows except the both of us And I have honored your request for silence And youve washed your hands clean of this
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venerdì 27 luglio 2007
ore 21:33(categoria:
"Vita Quotidiana")
1- Mia madre nn si fa i cazzi suoi e decide d entrare in camera mia. Trova la carta didentità ke è rovinata e dunque x lei è vecchia. Decide d buttarla. Ma è la MIA carta didentità e mi serve x andare in Croazia. X cui vai dai carabinieri a denunciare la scomparsa e tira fuori il passaporto x le vacanze.
2-Visto ke al mare farà molto caldo chiedo a mia sorella di darmi unaccorciata, e mi ritrovo 5 minuti dopo con i capelli cortissimi...
3-Visto ke mio padre ha bisogno di un certificato ke ovviamente si scopre adesso è urgente lunedi prima di partire devo trovarlo e faxarglielo...
fortuna ke si parte valà...
song: Marilyn Manson - The Reflecting God
Your world is an ashtray we burn and coil like cigarettes the more you cry your ashes turn to mud its the nature of the leeches, the virgins feeling cheated youve only spent a second of your life my world is unaffected, there is an exit here I say it is and then its true, there is a dream inside a dream, Im wide awake the more I sleep youll understand when Im dead I went to god just to see, and I was looking at me saw heaven and hell were lies when Im god everybody dies scar/can you feel my power? shoot here and the world gets smaller scar/scar/can you feel my power? one shot and the world gets smaller lets jump upon the sharp swords and cut away our smiles without the threat of death theres no reason to live at all my world is unaffected, there is an exit here I say it is and then its true, there is a dream inside a dream, Im wide awake the more I sleep youll understand when Im dead (bridge) (chorus) "each thing I show you is a piece of my death" shoot shoot shoot motherfucker no salvation, no forgiveness "this is beyond your experience" forgiveness...
giovedì 26 luglio 2007
ore 20:37(categoria:
"Vita Quotidiana")
Nn mi aspettavo la serata di ieri, pensavo di fare un uscita solita e invece mi trovo bevuticchio al vizio grazie ai presenti e ovviamente grazie al vizio SPORT: Ciclismo. Caso Rasmussen:Il ciclista danese ke stava dominando il tour è stato scacciato dalla sua aquadra xkè aveva mentito sul luogo dei suoi allenamenti pre-tour.Aveva detto ke sarebbe andato in messico, mentre invece era sul lago di Garda. Stento a credere che nn ci sia qualcosa di più sotto. Una squadra nn manda via un ciclista che a 4 tappe dalla fine del Tour ha praticamente la vittoria in pugno solo xkè si è allenato in un posto diverso da quello dicharato. Probabilmente la squadra crede (e probabilmente ha le prove x crederlo) ke lo abbia fatto x nascondere qualche comportamento segreto,probabilmente legato al doping. Qualunque appassionato come me ha storto il naso vedendo le prestazioni del ciclista danese di quest’anno in Francia, in quanto ha mantenuto la stessa brillantezza in salita (anzi ora è uno dei migliori in assoluto) ed è passato dagli 8 minuti presi l’anno scorso ai 2 e mezzo di quest’anno senza cambiare nulla nel proprio fisico, e per un ultratrentenne sembra proprio inusuale. Penso di parlare a nome di tutti i tifosi di ciclismo dicendo che sono stufo di essere preso in giro, e ke preferisco vedere sportivi che vanno a 40 all’ora in pianura ainvece ke a 50 e a 10 all’ora in salita invece ke a 20, ma ke corrono con cuore,anima,gambe e cervello. Le macchine ke su imbottiscono di farmaci e ke vanno come le moto nn le voglio, lo sport è un’altra cosa.
song: El canto del loco - Por ti
Siempre he estado pensado como agradecerte Por hacerme el regalo más grande, más fuerte Haberme regalado todo lo que tienes I si es así, es así
Has perdido tu tiempo por mis ilusiones I cambiaste llorar por luchar en mi nombre Por buscarme un lugar donde fuera valiente Para ser feliz, conmigo mismo
Por ti luchare por todo el cariño que has puesto conmigo Por todo tu tiempo por haber querido tenerme contigo I por tu calor i por tanta magia me quedo contigo I por tu calor i por tu carisma te llevo conmigo
Siempre me has demostrado que eres como un milagro Algo tan especial que siempre me ha arropado Le has ganado mi pulso al que te haya retado Si es así, es así
Por ti luchare por todo el cariño que has puesto conmigo Por todo tu tiempo por haber querido tenerme contigo I por tu calor i por tanta magia me quedo contigo I por tu calor i por tu carisma te llevo conmigo