5.12.2011
//ROPE
This indecision got me climbing up the walls
I've been cheating gravity and waiting on the falls
How did this come over me, I thought I was above it all
Our hopes gone up in smoke, swallow your crown
Choke! On a kiss, thought I'd save my breath for you
Choke! On a kiss, thought I'd save my breath for you
Give me some rope I'm coming loose, I'm hanging on you
Give me some rope I'm coming loose, I'm pulling for you now
Give me some rope I'm coming, out of my head, into the clear with you, go,
I come Loose
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These premonitions got me crying up a storm
Leave your condition, this position does no harm
Choke! On a kiss, I thought I'd save my breath for you
Choke! On a kiss, I thought I'd save my breath for you
Give me some rope I'm coming loose, I'm hanging on you
Give me some rope I'm coming loose, I'm pulling for you now
Give me some rope I'm coming, out of my head, into clear when you, go,
I come Lose
Give me some rope I'm coming loose, I'm hanging on you
Give me some rope I'm coming loose, I'm pulling for you now
Give me some hope I'm coming through, I'm counting on you
Give me some rope I'm coming, out of my head, into clear when you, go,
I come... Loose
I've been cheating gravity and waiting on the falls
How did this come over me, I thought I was above it all
Our hopes gone up in smoke, swallow your crown
Choke! On a kiss, thought I'd save my breath for you
Choke! On a kiss, thought I'd save my breath for you
Give me some rope I'm coming loose, I'm hanging on you
Give me some rope I'm coming loose, I'm pulling for you now
Give me some rope I'm coming, out of my head, into the clear with you, go,
I come Loose
[ope.html ]
These premonitions got me crying up a storm
Leave your condition, this position does no harm
Choke! On a kiss, I thought I'd save my breath for you
Choke! On a kiss, I thought I'd save my breath for you
Give me some rope I'm coming loose, I'm hanging on you
Give me some rope I'm coming loose, I'm pulling for you now
Give me some rope I'm coming, out of my head, into clear when you, go,
I come Lose
Give me some rope I'm coming loose, I'm hanging on you
Give me some rope I'm coming loose, I'm pulling for you now
Give me some hope I'm coming through, I'm counting on you
Give me some rope I'm coming, out of my head, into clear when you, go,
I come... Loose
5.05.2011
5.02.2011
5.01.2011
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!
Eccoti qua un'altra chicca da Edward Monkton :-) il web è mio alleato oggi in questo giorno di assenza (giustificata ma sofferta), per cui lascerò molti segni in tuo onore nel mare magnum che è internet.
Bando alla retorica, enjoy your day and your cake, even if it won't be as awesome as this one!!
Love you my dear
All the best!!!
P.s. Aspetto di leggere la tua lista e soprattutto di spuntare le sue voci con te!!!
BUON COMPLEANNO!!!!!
Bando alla retorica, enjoy your day and your cake, even if it won't be as awesome as this one!!
Love you my dear
All the best!!!
P.s. Aspetto di leggere la tua lista e soprattutto di spuntare le sue voci con te!!!
BUON COMPLEANNO!!!!!
4.29.2011
//post mielosetto :)
tic tac, tic tac, ancora poco piu di 24 ore e saró piú vecchia di un anno.
ma questo '26esimo anno di me' è stato senza dubbio il piu bello e piu felice della mia vita adulta...
...grazie soprattutto ai tanti amici vecchi e nuovi, alla mia family e anche a me. e tutti noi sappiamo bene il perchè: l'ho o no spiegato a tutti, personalmente, il perchè??!!:)
ma salvo anche questo post mielosetto, perchè mi conosco e non sará colpa di certo dell'anno in piú se rischieró di dimenticare questo 'dettaglio' di vita (la mia memoria ha sempre fatto difetto)
ma questo '26esimo anno di me' è stato senza dubbio il piu bello e piu felice della mia vita adulta...
...grazie soprattutto ai tanti amici vecchi e nuovi, alla mia family e anche a me. e tutti noi sappiamo bene il perchè: l'ho o no spiegato a tutti, personalmente, il perchè??!!:)
ma salvo anche questo post mielosetto, perchè mi conosco e non sará colpa di certo dell'anno in piú se rischieró di dimenticare questo 'dettaglio' di vita (la mia memoria ha sempre fatto difetto)
4.12.2011
Life: how much do you cost?
I just came back from a RX appointment that I needed to do as a follow up of this morning's dentist appointment. If, in a way, I can find a cosmological reason behind the 1hr/80 euros balance of my annual dental-check, on the other hand it seemed fairly ridiculous to me to pay the extra 35 earth-euros for a 2 mins RX of my mouth.
As Carrie in 'Sex and the City' would say, 'I couldn't help but wonder', that I'd earn that money in *counting* 4 hours of my Italian teaching. 4 hours, including preparation (which is possibly another 2). 6 hours.
So on my way back riding my bike, I was considering the unfairness of the whole earning/spending equation, and in particular how on earth people with normal salaries manage to save money for this kind of situations. If they ever go to the dentist...but I hope so.
I was so gutted about the whole thing that as soon as I came back, I poured myself a glass of sweet, sweet Fanta. Because life is short and I want it sweet. I don't want to waste my money in dental care, just the minimum to survive till a decent age with decent teeth. And I am a lucky bean, not too much fuss. Still, frigging lots of money that just flee out of my wallet when it was so hard to get them in (no puns intended...).
All alone in my beautiful Italian house, I have been thinking a lot these days, which is never a good thing, unless my thoughts are focussed on work (which sadly is not the case now). Living a life split in two, with work and career prospects in one country, and family and friends (but dear friends I also indeed have abroad) in the other, is not an easy task. One might think it's cool to live a life like this, it allows you to have 'a double,please' of everything. Double house, double friends, double fun. Well, in a way, it's true, but more than ever I feel there is also the huge risk not to enjoy an only,comprehensive, self-contained life, but to live two lives badly. Am I really here and now in one place? Or am I NOT somewhere else? When a friend is celebrating, when a friend is in need, when the family gathers together for the Sunday dinner, I am elsewhere. And when I am home, my parents can finally go away from a big house which is demanding, leaving me in charge of everything. But the old life has been going on without me, and it's in good health (and I wouldn't wish it wasn't). And so does the new life when I am back here...complicated.
Like a salary, you earn a lot, but you spend a lot: the investment is higher than expected, as it puts at stake things you hadn't considered.
Work harder has always been the key, let's see if it works.
As Carrie in 'Sex and the City' would say, 'I couldn't help but wonder', that I'd earn that money in *counting* 4 hours of my Italian teaching. 4 hours, including preparation (which is possibly another 2). 6 hours.
So on my way back riding my bike, I was considering the unfairness of the whole earning/spending equation, and in particular how on earth people with normal salaries manage to save money for this kind of situations. If they ever go to the dentist...but I hope so.
I was so gutted about the whole thing that as soon as I came back, I poured myself a glass of sweet, sweet Fanta. Because life is short and I want it sweet. I don't want to waste my money in dental care, just the minimum to survive till a decent age with decent teeth. And I am a lucky bean, not too much fuss. Still, frigging lots of money that just flee out of my wallet when it was so hard to get them in (no puns intended...).
All alone in my beautiful Italian house, I have been thinking a lot these days, which is never a good thing, unless my thoughts are focussed on work (which sadly is not the case now). Living a life split in two, with work and career prospects in one country, and family and friends (but dear friends I also indeed have abroad) in the other, is not an easy task. One might think it's cool to live a life like this, it allows you to have 'a double,please' of everything. Double house, double friends, double fun. Well, in a way, it's true, but more than ever I feel there is also the huge risk not to enjoy an only,comprehensive, self-contained life, but to live two lives badly. Am I really here and now in one place? Or am I NOT somewhere else? When a friend is celebrating, when a friend is in need, when the family gathers together for the Sunday dinner, I am elsewhere. And when I am home, my parents can finally go away from a big house which is demanding, leaving me in charge of everything. But the old life has been going on without me, and it's in good health (and I wouldn't wish it wasn't). And so does the new life when I am back here...complicated.
Like a salary, you earn a lot, but you spend a lot: the investment is higher than expected, as it puts at stake things you hadn't considered.
Work harder has always been the key, let's see if it works.
4.06.2011
4.03.2011
3.29.2011
//Appunto Personale
Per un fatto che ho vissuto oggi, e valutando a posteriori certi vecchi episodi, sono giunta a questa seppur banale riflessione: la stitichezza di sentimenti mi fa orrore. Mi infastidisce molto di più rispetto al suo esatto opposto, dove i sentimenti sono conditi da eccessiva enfasi, esagerazione ed esibizionismo. Ecco. Oh. Lo metto nero su bianco altrimenti poi mi dimentico. Magari potrei soffrirne anch'io prima o poi, meglio ricordarsene dunque.
Nulla possono le prugne e l'activia contro questo genere di stitichezza.
Nulla possono le prugne e l'activia contro questo genere di stitichezza.
3.27.2011
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