"La vita è quello che ci accade mentre siamo impegnati a fare altri progetti...."
QUESTO è UN ELENCO DI MARCHE CHE FAVORISCONO LA VIVISEZIONE.PRENDETENE NOTA E BOICOTTATELE:
Sono una persona complicata che vuole vivere semplicemente
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il mio patato peloso
"Davvero non m’importa se sei saggia.
Sii bella e triste.IL pianto
al volto aggiunge incanto,
come il bel fiume al propio paesaggio:
ringiovanisce i fiori il nubifragio.
Specie quando la gioia se ne fugge
dal tuo volto accigliato
t’amo,e quando sprofondi in uno stato
cupo e sul capo indugia
la nera nuvolaglia del passato.
T’amo quando quei tuoi grandi occhi versano
lagrime calde come il sangue,quando,
pur se ti sto cullando,
l’angoscia greve e persa
un grido come d’angoscia diffonde.
E aspiro-gioia estrema,
inno di godimento-
tutti i singhiozzi del tuo petto,e sento
che nel tuo cuore la luce ora trema
delle perle che dagli occhi tuoi scendono."
"Madrigale triste" C.B
"Il Linguaggio della musica è uno solo.Quello dell’anima"
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mercoledì 21 febbraio 2007 - ore 17:01
desperate housewife
(categoria: " Vita Quotidiana ")
Da quando ho finito gli esami sono diventata la casalinga perfetta,lavo,pulisco,cucino tutto il giorno..mi sto pantofolando un po’ troppo...
it’s no good....
ho voglia di fare una serata solo donne....
ps: non centra una mazza ma ho trovato mio fratello su questo sito,uahahah tra un po’ ci trovo tutta la mia famiglia senza saperlo! 
"Girlfriend in a coma" THE SMITHS
Girlfriend in a coma, I know
I know - it’s serious
Girlfriend in a coma, I know
I know - it’s really serious
There were times when I could
Have "murdered" her
(But you know, I would hate
Anything to happen to her)
NO, I DON’T WANT TO SEE HER
Do you really think
She’ll pull through ?
Do you really think
She’ll pull through ?
Do ...
Girlfriend in a coma, I know
I know - it’s serious
My, my, my, my, my, my baby, goodbye
There were times when I could
Have "strangled" her
(But you know, I would hate
Anything to happen to her)
WOULD YOU PLEASE
LET ME SEE HER !
Do you really think
She’ll pull through ?
Do you really think
She’ll pull through ?
Do ...
Let me whisper my last goodbyes
I know - IT’S SERIOUS
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venerdì 16 febbraio 2007 - ore 12:52
(categoria: " Vita Quotidiana ")
Siori e siore un attimo di attenzione prego,
vi presento Chicco il nuovo arrivo in casa mia!
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è assolutamente dolcissimo, quanto bello è il mio micro cane? 
"Rabid dog" SUPER FURRY ANIMALS
Energy, energy, burns like a blister in acid bath
It’s a violent, violence, hyperactivity aftermath
Any second now, I was start to endlessly convulse
Like a renegade resurrect little men called ???????
Cuttlefish, cuttlefish, ain’t like a fish when I saw you
There’s an octopus hard for action, or is that just me?
I’m a rabid dog, with a licence from God to chew and chew
I’m a doughnut brain, doughnut brain, boiled with the traffic just slightly through
And then you came into my life
And not everything was uptight
Now you’re shining a light at our path
And then you came into my life
And now everything seems just right
And you’re shining a light on our path
Our old man, our old man feel jitter courage when on the run
Are you booger man, Malibu, prowler, mystery, piece of fun?
Along with third world debt you’re the kind of friend to give me sleepless nights
With a chemical, chemical hungry for mosquito bites
And then you came into my life
And not everything was uptight
Now you’re shining a light at our path
And then you came into my life
And now everything seems just right
And you’re shining a light on our path
(You came into my life
And where everything was uptight
Now you’re shining a florescent light on the world now) (X2)
You
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mercoledì 14 febbraio 2007 - ore 13:00
(categoria: " Vita Quotidiana ")
Si beh allora,prescindendo dal fatto che io sono abbastanza contro S.Valentino(e un po’ contro tutte le feste comandate in genere solo per il fatto che sono Comandate) perchè è diventata più un’operazione commerciale che altro mi concedo un piccolo proforma, quindi....
Buon S.Valentino a tutti!
belli e brutti!
"Rewind" PAOLO NUTTINI
Pickin up the pieces
of the wreck you went and left
and i’m dealing with dilemmas
in my not-so-stressful life
and i’m drinking stronger spirits
i made my home here on the floor
and i’m losing all ambition
i’m a ghost
and i’m going all out
and i’m thinking you’re just as bad
no sleeping at night
but i’m going from bar to bar
why can’t we just rewind
why can’t we just rewind
why can’t we just rewind
oh remember at 16
oh the crazy drunken night we had
when i kissed you in the hallway
then i took you straight to bed
well 2 years on
and i’m still that same boy i was
no sleeping at night
but i’m going from bar to bar
why can’t we just rewind
why can’t we just rewind
why can’t we just rewind oh
no sleeping at night
but i’m going from bar to bar
why can’t we just rewind
why can’t we just rewind
why can’t we just rewind oh
you might blame it on me
but you persisted that we fold
wiped your hands of me
and said you needed more, more, more
and i’m not sleeping at night
but i’m going from bar to bar
why can’t we just rewind
why can’t we just rewind
why can’t we just rewind oh
and i’m not sleeping at night
but i’m going from bar to bar
why can’t we just rewind
why can’t we just rewind
why can’t we just rewind oh
wo woah woah woah
wo woah woah woah
wo wo woah
can’t we just rewind
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lunedì 5 febbraio 2007 - ore 15:27
non è propio un trasloco
(categoria: " Vita Quotidiana ")
ma quasi!sto rivoluzionando l’armadio...che stress....devo smettere di comprare vestiti...e anche libri....non ci stanno più da nessuna parte,con la differenza che i vestiti passano di moda e li puoi dare via i libri no! io mi affeziono ai miei libri,sono come i film,o i cd ognuno di loro ha segnato un periodo un frammento della mia vita....dovrò andare all’ikea a comprare qualche mobiletto per contenerli! 
"Black book" BLUR
Put away my black book
Put it on the fire
Getting out the side door
You are my one desire
Baby when you hold me
I feel see you’re everything
Baby when you touch me
I need nothing no more
Put away my black book
Put in on the fire
Don’t give up on me Lord
Take my spirit higher
Nothing can behold me
Don’t put me on the fire
Baby when you hold me
I will see no fear
Baby when you touch me
You see it in my eyes
Put away my black book
Put it on the fire
I’ve made up my mind
I got nothing to hide
I’ve made up my mind
I got nothing to hide
Give me my soul (x23)
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venerdì 26 gennaio 2007 - ore 15:19
(categoria: " Vita Quotidiana ")
riassunto di giovedì 25 febbraio:
*la macchina ha deciso di abbandonarmi davanti piazza insurrezione
*30 euro di carro attrezzi....
*60 euro di batteria nuova...
*il computer ha deciso di beccarsi un’altro virus nonostante abbia appena installato l’antivirus!
*ho dovuto riformattare il computer....
*il cellulare ha funzionato quando voleva lui....
praticamente ho passato tutto il giorno a litigare con qualsiasi cosa avesse anche una minima componente elettronica....
che balls!!!
speriamo non succeda la stessa cosa quando comprerò la chitarra elettrica!!!
"Paranoid Android" RADIOHEAD
Please could you stop the noise
I’m trying to get some rest?
From all the unborn chicken voices in my head
What’s that, what’s that
When I am king you will be first against the wall
With your opinion which is of no consequence at all
What’s that, what’s that
Ambition makes you look pretty ugly
Kicking squealing gucci little piggy
You don’t remember, you don’t remember,
why don’t you remember my name
Off with his head man, off with his head man
Why don’t you remember my name?
I guess he does
Rain down, rain down, come on rain down on me
From a great height, from a great height, height
Rain down, rain down, come on rain down on me
From a great height, from a great height, height
(repeats 3rd time, underneath vocals are
That’s it sir, you’re leaving,
the crackle of pig skin,
the dust and the screaming
The yuppies networking
the panic, the vomit,
the panic, the vomit
God loves his children,
God loves his children, yeah
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mercoledì 24 gennaio 2007 - ore 11:36
(categoria: " Vita Quotidiana ")
Awwww!!e anche il primo esame della sessione invernale è andato! meno 1! che bello mi sono tolta un’altro peso dallo stomaco!
...e forse ho anche trovato il maestro di chitarra...così poi posso rompere le scatole hai vicini di casa tutto il dì! speriamo bene va!
cmq non vedo l’ora sia già il 15 di febbraio così posso dedicarmi per 2 settimane alla mia attività preferita...l’OZIO!!!
"Air guitar" TOWERS OF LONDON
Don’t care too much about destruction
Just care that my body can function
Quick to the point, to the point, I’m vacant
Whoopin MCs like a pound of bacon
(Chorus)
I go crazy when I hear a cymbal
High hat, or a souped up tempo
Backbeat and a diddly ahh
I played air guitar and the place shook over
I played air guitar and the place shook over – ohh woh o-oh
I played air guitar and the place shook over
Its not hard to find confrontation
When you got a bad reputation
I wanna piece, piece of the action
Cos I need my satisfaction
When 12 0’clock comes around and
I’ve been chasing the car down
Did you see my hands touch the ceiling
I’m on a roll, it’s time to go rolling
I played air guitar and the place shook over
Take me away to the place that’s in your eyes
Its not far away just one step from paradise
I played air guitar and the place
Shook over
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lunedì 15 gennaio 2007 - ore 14:01
(categoria: " Vita Quotidiana ")
Ok,sono ufficialmente esaurita....non ho tempo per fare niente,non riesco neanche ad aggiornare decentemente il blog....
troppi esami,troppe vicessitudini,troppe cose da fare....
voglio una vacanza,voglio brancolare per casa in pigiama senza avere nulla da fare,e soprattutto voglio dormire..
se vado avanti così mi venite a trovare a "Parco dei tigli".....
"Black Sunday" JETHRO TULL
Tomorrow is the one day I would change for a Monday
with freezing rains melting and no trains running
and sad eyes passing in windows flimsy
and my seat rocking from legs not quite matching
Got passport, credit cards, a plane that I’m catching
Black Sunday falls one day too soon
The taxi that takes me will be moving too quickly
My suitcases simply too full for the closing
of pants, shirts and kisses all packed in a hurry
Two best-selling paper backs chosen at random
no sign of sales-persons to whom I might hand them
Black Sunday falls one day too soon
And down at the airport are probably waiting
a few thousand passengers, overbooked seating
Time long suspended in transit-lounge traumas
connections broken and Special Branch waiting
conspicuously standing in holiday clothing
Black Sunday falls one day too soon
Pick up my feet and kick off my lethargy
Down to the gate with the old mood upon me
Get out and chase the small immortality
born in the minute of my next returning
Impatient feet tapping and cigarette burning
Homecoming one day too soon
And back at the house there’s a grey sky a-tumbling
Milk bottles piling on door steps a-crumbling
Curtains all drawn and cold water plumbing
Notepaper scribbles I read unbelieving
Saying how sorry, how sad was the leaving
...one day too soon
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venerdì 5 gennaio 2007 - ore 22:48
(categoria: " Vita Quotidiana ")
No adesso io dico...non è possibile....
questo natale sono stranamente riuscita a sfuggire alle varie catene di messaggini (tipo " se questo messaggio non manderai mai più tromberai" e simili) che durante il periodo natalizio affollano telefoni e caselle e-mail,e di questo ero molto contenta...sarà che i miei amici sono cresciute e a queste cose non le fanno più non so, so solo che pensavo di avercela fatta....
poi mi collego 30 secondi a spritz e uno sconosciuto mi manda uno speedy con una di queste catene del menga....ma vi pare??? ma che roba è?? ma non è possibile!!!!
lo ammetto si,sono razzista con le catene di sant’antonio con chi le manda e soprattutto ocn chi le inventa.....
tristesss....
"Don’t shoot the messenger" ACTION ACTION
Well, you look so true in undressed eyes.
Is your coma real?
Did you change your mind?
I see so clearly in these bargain eyes.
Words coffee drip out my head.
Time will set us free,
As we both roll back our eyes.
I’m sad to say it wasn’t my idea.
Relationships deplete as the tears run down your eyes.
I’m sad to say it wasn’t my idea.
I might be blessed with amnesia instead.
Ghost written parade,
All the nonsense said. (oh yeah)
The world keeps on sinning inside my head.
Your words are an army between wars.
Time will set us free as we both roll back our eyes.
I’m sad to say it wasn’t my idea.
Relationships deplete as the tears run down your eyes.
I’m sorry now,
To say to you that everybody makes mistakes.
I’m sad to say it wasn’t my idea.
I see so clearly inside my head,
Your words are an army between wars.
Time will set us free,
As we both roll back our eyes.
I’m sad to say it wasn’t my idea.
Relationships deplete as the tears run down your eyes.
I’m sad to say it wasn’t my idea.
My idea.
Oh no, my my.
My idea, oh.
My my, my idea.
Oh, no, my idea.
Oh no no
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lunedì 1 gennaio 2007 - ore 14:08
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Yawn.....mi sono appena svagliata...quest’anno per la prima volta devo ammettere ho passato un belissimo capodanno! sarà stata la compagnia , la musica ,e el fatto di avere i miei migliori amici vicino non lo s,so solo che è riuscito tutto alla perfezione!! speriamo che il 2007 sia bello come il modo in cui è stato accolto!!!
BUON ANNO
A TUTTI!!!
"Celtic new year" VAN MORRISON
If I don’t see you through the week
See you through the window
See you next time that we’re talking on the telephone
And if I don’t see you in that Indian summer
Then I want to see you further on up the road
I said, oh won’t you come back?
I have to see you my dear
Want you come back in the Celtic New Year?
In the Celtic New Year
If I don’t see you when I’m going down Louisiana
If I don’t see you when I’m down on Bourbon Street
If you don’t see me when I’m singing Jack of Diamonds
If you don’t see me when I’m on my lucky streak
Woa, I want you, want you to come on back
I’ve made it very clear
I want you to come back home in the Celtic New Year
Celtic New Year
If I don’t see you when the bonfires are burning, burning
If I don’t see you when we’re singing the Gloriana tune
If I’ve got to see you when it’s raining deep inside the forest
I got to see you at the waning of the moon
Said oh, won’t you come on back?
Want you to be of good cheer
Come back home on the Celtic New Year
Celtic New Year, Celtic New Year
Celtic New Year
In the Celtic New Year
In the Celtic New Year
Come on home, come on home, come on home, come on home
In the Celtic New Year
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mercoledì 27 dicembre 2006 - ore 21:32
(categoria: " Vita Quotidiana ")
Uffa non ne posso più di stare chiusa in casa...maledetta influenza....l’unica cosa positiva di questi birus è stata l’inapetenza quindi a natale ho mangiato pochissimo e ho rispettato la dieta....però voglio uscireeeeeee!!!!Beh dai.."almeno questa sera fanno 4 matrimoni e 1 funerale" stranamente qualcosa di decente in tv...
in compenso la colonna sonora di Marie Antoinette mi sta intrippando da morire,a parte che quel film è STUPENDO, la colonna sonora deve essere miamiamia!!!
Vado a combattere i Birus.... 
"Whatever happened" THE STROKES
I wanna be forgotten
And I don’t wanna be reminded
He said, "please don’t make this harder"
No, I won’t yet
I wanna be beside her
She wanna be admired
He said, "please don’t make this harder"
No, I won’t yet
Oh dear, is it really all true?
Did they offend us yet? They wanted to sound new
Topping ideas for countdown shows
Who’s culture is this and does anybody know?
I wait and tell myself life ain’t chess
But no one comes in, and yes, you’re alone
You don’t miss me, I know
On attendency a-what did you write?
I come together in the middle of the night
Oh, that’s an ending that I can write
Cause I’ve got you to let me down
I wanna be forgotten
And I don’t wanna be reminded
He said, "please don’t make this harder"
No, I won’t yet
I wanna be beside her
She wanna be admired
I said, "please don’t make this harder"
No, I won’t yet
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