This fine morning I decided to check what was going on online (I don't happen to be online often and for a long time lately) and I visited Isabelle's blog...nice surprise!! She wrote her 5 secrets and asked me to do the same....
Isa, chuis en train de faire ça pour toi!!
But I have to think over it...5 secrets...I have many secrets but the REAL intimate ones won't be written here...
1) Exactly like Isa, I seem to be a magnet for guys who don't attract me at all. Or, on the contrary, the attraction is mutual but they are only interested in physical activities, and don't care if I have a brain and can create sentences of more than 3 words in a coherent and sensible way. Or they flatter me on how smart I am as a way to go to bed with me. A very explicit example is the one of the french prick:
"Ema I love talking to you, you're so smart even if french is not your mothertongue, our conversations are like chess matches...I'm sure you want to have some fun after this match"
F**K off...
2) I lack self-esteem, and this is due basically to 2 reasons. First of all my uncle, who used to repeat me since I was like 4 years old things like "You're fat, stop eating, don't eat, you'll look ugly when you grow up" and since I haven't stopped eating I guess in a corner of my mind I am aware of being ugly because of that. The second reason is pretty much linked to the first secret: if guys don't consider me, or just consider me for sex, there must be something wrong with me. Hence, low self-esteem.
Happily in time this has considerably diminished. I am pretty much satisfied of how I look like and especially how I am inside. And I don't give a shit about who cannot see it. The only thing left is that everytime someone seems interested in me NOT only because of sex, I can't help thinking it must be a joke. And feeling unsure.
3) Once I hated pink. Now I looove pink!!
Except for guys...it's too metrosexual!! (no, lilac is not pink but it's also metrosexual for guys!!) ----> it should be clear I'm not into metrosexual guys.
4) I am way too cathartic (if this word exists): I happen to shed tears while I watch a movie, read a book, listen to a song, write a poem or even while I am telling out my feelings to someone.
5) I keep dreaming of a prince charming though knowing he will never cross my path. Or better, my 5th secret is that I believe my prince charming will never cross my path so I just keep dreaming of it.
I still have many secrets to tell, maybe one day I'll do the part 2...
Merci Isa, c'était une trèèèssss bonne idée celle des 5 secrets...au fait, c'était qui à avoir fait ça la première fois? Mystère....
venerdì 29 dicembre 2006
martedì 26 dicembre 2006
Xmas blurbs
Hello Hello!
I haven't had many chances to come online lately, because I don't have my own pc with me and I have to ask some of my relatives to use their one and eventually check what's going on on the net without me. Not that my absence is much noticed by people, but I like to think I am an active net-citizen.
My Xmas holidays have been good so far.
Apart from the 13hours long trip by car to get to Naples (normally it takes no more than 6hours!)
Apart from terrible traffic jams...
Apart from the fact that I am not free to say that Baby Jesus thing is a crap (blasphemous me!!)
Apart from having an uncle that since I was born has made my complexes about being fat grow and is still doing all he can to enhance them.
Apart from that, I can say everything's fine up to now.
More to come soon...well as soon as I can!!
I haven't had many chances to come online lately, because I don't have my own pc with me and I have to ask some of my relatives to use their one and eventually check what's going on on the net without me. Not that my absence is much noticed by people, but I like to think I am an active net-citizen.
My Xmas holidays have been good so far.
Apart from the 13hours long trip by car to get to Naples (normally it takes no more than 6hours!)
Apart from terrible traffic jams...
Apart from the fact that I am not free to say that Baby Jesus thing is a crap (blasphemous me!!)
Apart from having an uncle that since I was born has made my complexes about being fat grow and is still doing all he can to enhance them.
Apart from that, I can say everything's fine up to now.
More to come soon...well as soon as I can!!
giovedì 21 dicembre 2006
I
am
a
good
driver.
Thanks Mister!
You could have helped me yesterday instead of staying stuck in your car watching while I struggled to get the car out of that park.
Two cars on the sides, one car on the back, few room to move, high risk of crashing or scratching the car (damn, in this place people park like beasts!).
And
you were staring at me and laughing in your car.
Cool down. I achieved the mission. No car has been hurt in the process.
Were you deceived Mister, despite your "thumb up"?
I
am
such
a
good
driver.
And you're such a nerd, Mister.
am
a
good
driver.
Thanks Mister!
You could have helped me yesterday instead of staying stuck in your car watching while I struggled to get the car out of that park.
Two cars on the sides, one car on the back, few room to move, high risk of crashing or scratching the car (damn, in this place people park like beasts!).
And
you were staring at me and laughing in your car.
Cool down. I achieved the mission. No car has been hurt in the process.
Were you deceived Mister, despite your "thumb up"?
I
am
such
a
good
driver.
And you're such a nerd, Mister.
Bios kai Tanathos
Life and Death.
Two words, appearently so short and meaningless. Appearently so easy to type or pronounce, to hear or read and to forget, yet they constitute a neverending source of philosophical quests. Since...well, since men havestarted to wonder on mysterious matters.
Life and Death.
People use to think they are one opposite to the other. I don't agree. They're just too strictly linked, intertwined, there's no death without life and there's no life without death.
Life and Death.
Not up to me to judge what's right or wrong.
May you have a safe journey, Piergiorgio. Your life has been pain, struggle, deceivement. Your life has been like a neverending sleep of nightmares. Death has come to give you what Life couldn't provide you: rest, and some peace.
And the beginning of a new Life.
- in memory of Piergiorgio Welby-
Two words, appearently so short and meaningless. Appearently so easy to type or pronounce, to hear or read and to forget, yet they constitute a neverending source of philosophical quests. Since...well, since men havestarted to wonder on mysterious matters.
Life and Death.
People use to think they are one opposite to the other. I don't agree. They're just too strictly linked, intertwined, there's no death without life and there's no life without death.
Life and Death.
Not up to me to judge what's right or wrong.
May you have a safe journey, Piergiorgio. Your life has been pain, struggle, deceivement. Your life has been like a neverending sleep of nightmares. Death has come to give you what Life couldn't provide you: rest, and some peace.
And the beginning of a new Life.
- in memory of Piergiorgio Welby-
martedì 19 dicembre 2006
No Comment
I'm not going to make any comment on this.
Will just type the conversation...
Me:"Hey G. (my boss), I have something to ask you..."
G.:"ooh..is that about your contract?"
Me:"Yes! I want to know what's going to happen"
G.:" yeah well...didn't I tell you the HR director called me this morning?"
Me:" ehr..no!"
G.:"oh well, seems I have forgotten. Your contract expires on the 3rd of january"
Me:"I know"
G.:"..but I still have to talk to the director who has to talk to the CEO who has to talk to the President, and then we'll let you know"
Me:"when will I know?"
G.:"I guess we'll tell you something before friday"
Me:"Ok, I hope so"
G.:"so..what would you say to convince us to keep you here?"
Me (not sure to have understood):"Pardon?"
G.:"yeah, why do you think we shall hire you?"
Me (pissed off):"Well if you didn't manage to find reasons after one year I've been working here, there won't be much of a difference if I say a couple of words or not"
G.: *giggles*
Me: *walks away from her office*
Will just type the conversation...
Me:"Hey G. (my boss), I have something to ask you..."
G.:"ooh..is that about your contract?"
Me:"Yes! I want to know what's going to happen"
G.:" yeah well...didn't I tell you the HR director called me this morning?"
Me:" ehr..no!"
G.:"oh well, seems I have forgotten. Your contract expires on the 3rd of january"
Me:"I know"
G.:"..but I still have to talk to the director who has to talk to the CEO who has to talk to the President, and then we'll let you know"
Me:"when will I know?"
G.:"I guess we'll tell you something before friday"
Me:"Ok, I hope so"
G.:"so..what would you say to convince us to keep you here?"
Me (not sure to have understood):"Pardon?"
G.:"yeah, why do you think we shall hire you?"
Me (pissed off):"Well if you didn't manage to find reasons after one year I've been working here, there won't be much of a difference if I say a couple of words or not"
G.: *giggles*
Me: *walks away from her office*
lunedì 18 dicembre 2006
Paris
Everyone knows about how intolerant I can be toward arrogant people. Without discrimination of gender or nationality. It's just that I have found more arrogant people in France than in other countries (especially people from ESSCA), which anyway doesn't prevent me from being a massive France lover. And this is surely thanks to people like Léo, Mat, Honey GuiGui, Monsieur Kij and Céline. NOT at all thanks to people like a certain french prick (thanks God for having taught me this word!)...and some other french assholes (on en connait beaucoup Léo, n'est-ce pas?).
This brief introduction about France was merely to lead the talk to my 2 days trip to France. Lille and Paris. It was great, apart from the fact that it was perfectly useless from the working poin of view (a complete failure!)...and apart from conversations such as the following ones:
In a restaurant 1
French Prick: you eat those sausages in a very ambiguous way
Ema: it was you to order my food, and if you find it ambiguous it's none of my business
In a restaurant 2
French Prick (with a flirting attitude) : this is the first time we have dinner together alone, just me and you... (attempt to grab my hands)
Ema (with a skeptical expression) : oh wow, I'm amazed...does your food taste good?
In a restaurant 3
French prick: Seriously, I admire people who manage to keep up a relationship, especially at a distance, what do you think?
Ema: that it's possible to achieve that only if feelings are supported by seriousness, sincerity, respect and patience.
French prick: You sound wise....
Ema: well I belong to the half of the world who knows when it's the moment to have fun and when to be serious, I am not scared by commitments when time comes.
French prick: And what's the other half of the world?
Ema: people who end up being older than 35 years old and only able to have fun with a sacred fear of responsibilities.
(touché!!!)...et cassé!
Walking in the streets
Ema: I think I'm going to take pictures lately
French Prick: if you need an interesting subject you have one nearby... (winks winks and self-assured smile)
Ema (turning her head the other side) : Oh yeah, I really like these elephant statues (ps: Lille city center is full of elephant statues)
On the panoramic wheel 1
French Prick: it's gonna be romantic...
Ema: actually it's just going to be damn cold
On the panoramic wheel 2
French Prick: I'm freezing cold! (gets near and holds me tight in his arms)
Ema: I'm not, you should have brought a scarf.
In the pub 1
French Prick: I admire you a lot, I really like talking to you, because it's like a chess match, I try to get you in confusion with my words but even if it's not your mothertongue you always find a reply.
Ema: thanks, that's nice of you. But I assure you it's not too difficult. (thinking: a man is a man, whichever his nationality is - and I do have a brain, yippieee!!)
In the pub 2
French Prick: So tell me, what is that you wish to win from this match?
Ema: nothing
French Prick: oh come on, I'm sure you do want something
Ema: I want nothing
French Prick: I think I know what you want
Ema: glad you are, can you please tell me what I want?
French Prick: you want to end up having some fun, don't you?
Ema: no, I said nothing
(silence)
French Prick: what have you said?
Ema: N - O - T - H - I - N - G
(silence)
This was thursday. Friday was definitely much better, we finished early in the hospital so I reached Paris at 2pm, met Léo and we watched Kaamelott!! Then, Champs Elysées where I met Vincent aka M. Kij, in a bar fulllllll of waiters dressed like seamen (pretty gay if you ask me, but I wanted to go there because I know ISA would have loved that! vive les matelots!! vive LE MALE!! haha ).
It was an awesome day!! Some facts on the spotlight:
This brief introduction about France was merely to lead the talk to my 2 days trip to France. Lille and Paris. It was great, apart from the fact that it was perfectly useless from the working poin of view (a complete failure!)...and apart from conversations such as the following ones:
In a restaurant 1
French Prick: you eat those sausages in a very ambiguous way
Ema: it was you to order my food, and if you find it ambiguous it's none of my business
In a restaurant 2
French Prick (with a flirting attitude) : this is the first time we have dinner together alone, just me and you... (attempt to grab my hands)
Ema (with a skeptical expression) : oh wow, I'm amazed...does your food taste good?
In a restaurant 3
French prick: Seriously, I admire people who manage to keep up a relationship, especially at a distance, what do you think?
Ema: that it's possible to achieve that only if feelings are supported by seriousness, sincerity, respect and patience.
French prick: You sound wise....
Ema: well I belong to the half of the world who knows when it's the moment to have fun and when to be serious, I am not scared by commitments when time comes.
French prick: And what's the other half of the world?
Ema: people who end up being older than 35 years old and only able to have fun with a sacred fear of responsibilities.
(touché!!!)...et cassé!
Walking in the streets
Ema: I think I'm going to take pictures lately
French Prick: if you need an interesting subject you have one nearby... (winks winks and self-assured smile)
Ema (turning her head the other side) : Oh yeah, I really like these elephant statues (ps: Lille city center is full of elephant statues)
On the panoramic wheel 1
French Prick: it's gonna be romantic...
Ema: actually it's just going to be damn cold
On the panoramic wheel 2
French Prick: I'm freezing cold! (gets near and holds me tight in his arms)
Ema: I'm not, you should have brought a scarf.
In the pub 1
French Prick: I admire you a lot, I really like talking to you, because it's like a chess match, I try to get you in confusion with my words but even if it's not your mothertongue you always find a reply.
Ema: thanks, that's nice of you. But I assure you it's not too difficult. (thinking: a man is a man, whichever his nationality is - and I do have a brain, yippieee!!)
In the pub 2
French Prick: So tell me, what is that you wish to win from this match?
Ema: nothing
French Prick: oh come on, I'm sure you do want something
Ema: I want nothing
French Prick: I think I know what you want
Ema: glad you are, can you please tell me what I want?
French Prick: you want to end up having some fun, don't you?
Ema: no, I said nothing
(silence)
French Prick: what have you said?
Ema: N - O - T - H - I - N - G
(silence)
This was thursday. Friday was definitely much better, we finished early in the hospital so I reached Paris at 2pm, met Léo and we watched Kaamelott!! Then, Champs Elysées where I met Vincent aka M. Kij, in a bar fulllllll of waiters dressed like seamen (pretty gay if you ask me, but I wanted to go there because I know ISA would have loved that! vive les matelots!! vive LE MALE!! haha ).
It was an awesome day!! Some facts on the spotlight:
- Eating ramen with a spicy HOT sauce is absolutely great *drool* ...but make sure you have enough paper tissues for your leaking nose!
- Hot chocolate with milk cream at Starbucks is damn good!!..and if you're cute and flirt with the waiters they'll give you free Starbucks stickers! If you're cute...or if you tell them you're italian and you'll bring them around in your country...
- We found a way to induce pricks (haha I really like this word!!) to leave us in peace: when they flirt with us too bad, all we need to do is grab their head and make a sudden scary face.
- True love goes beyond physical aspect, beyond handicaps, beyond our stupid everyday problems...I admire people who have the strength to stand everything for love's sake.
THIS is good music...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zdcnq3M4lX0
Meeeeeeeellll assieds-toi faut que j’te paaaarleee j’ai passé ma journée dans le noooooiiiir - Mel je le sens, je le sais, je le suis, il se fou de moi! MON MEC SE TAPE UNE AUTRE FEMME OUAAAAISSSS (Meeeeel sit down, I need to talk to you, I spent my day in darkness, Mel I feel it, I know it, he cheats on me! MY BOY FUCKS ANOTHER GIRL YEEAAAAHHH)
martedì 12 dicembre 2006
Summing up...
Well yeah I am often too lazy to type what happens in my everyday (DULL) life. And I let time pass so even if I had something interesting to write, it has no more appeal the moment I type it down.
Ahlala la paresse...
I was talking to Léo today, about the fact I am just the pale shadow of me and I will keep being such as long as I stay stuck here. I don't feel motivated to do anything, to go anywhere, I just want to go away, that's all. So boring.
Anyway...
This weekend I didn't do much, friday night was cool, out with Silvia and Monica, listening to Silvia talking about Mister Bullone (haha ok this is an italian word but in english it would sound so funny!) and having a sip of don't remember what (sucks, I can NEVER drink when I have to drive..). Then I spent saturday afternoon in the hospital because of dad's small accident...nothing serious happily! Rather funny if I think of it now...
Saturday night I didn't go out....because I got drunk at home! haha there was sooo much wine....and since I've never got the chance to drink as much as I want (see the reason above mentioned), I took the advantage of the situation. Then I just spent the night lying in my bed listening to some gooooood music (no Bagiao, it was NO romantic music!) and smsing all the way with Bagiao and Silvia. God bless Vodafone for free sms!!
Sunday I went out with Bagiao and Anni, in Ferrara, it was nice, we were meant to have a walk in the city but we just stopped in a cool bar having some wine and hot chocolate (er...no, not mixed together).
And now, ladies and gentlemen, here's the scene winner of the "Shut up you bitch!" award:
A = a cute yet soft, round shaped girl
B = a cute yet mentally fucked up girl
Dialogue:
A: Oh wow, you look so nice today! (seriously meant to be a compliment)
B: Yeah thanks, I know, I am on diet, I have lost 7kg.
A: Cool
B: You also seem to have lost weight, are you on diet too?
A: Nope, and I haven't lost weight, I eat as much as I want and it shows.
B: Eew...how much do you weight?
A: (thinking: why the hell you don't mind your business?) I don't know now, I don't check everyday.
B: Oh you should, it would prevent you from eating more.
A: ......
Sometimes I hate being a woman surrounded by women.
And A is HOT anyway. Fact.
Sometimes I love to have a different brain.
Ahlala la paresse...
I was talking to Léo today, about the fact I am just the pale shadow of me and I will keep being such as long as I stay stuck here. I don't feel motivated to do anything, to go anywhere, I just want to go away, that's all. So boring.
Anyway...
This weekend I didn't do much, friday night was cool, out with Silvia and Monica, listening to Silvia talking about Mister Bullone (haha ok this is an italian word but in english it would sound so funny!) and having a sip of don't remember what (sucks, I can NEVER drink when I have to drive..). Then I spent saturday afternoon in the hospital because of dad's small accident...nothing serious happily! Rather funny if I think of it now...
Saturday night I didn't go out....because I got drunk at home! haha there was sooo much wine....and since I've never got the chance to drink as much as I want (see the reason above mentioned), I took the advantage of the situation. Then I just spent the night lying in my bed listening to some gooooood music (no Bagiao, it was NO romantic music!) and smsing all the way with Bagiao and Silvia. God bless Vodafone for free sms!!
Sunday I went out with Bagiao and Anni, in Ferrara, it was nice, we were meant to have a walk in the city but we just stopped in a cool bar having some wine and hot chocolate (er...no, not mixed together).
And now, ladies and gentlemen, here's the scene winner of the "Shut up you bitch!" award:
A = a cute yet soft, round shaped girl
B = a cute yet mentally fucked up girl
Dialogue:
A: Oh wow, you look so nice today! (seriously meant to be a compliment)
B: Yeah thanks, I know, I am on diet, I have lost 7kg.
A: Cool
B: You also seem to have lost weight, are you on diet too?
A: Nope, and I haven't lost weight, I eat as much as I want and it shows.
B: Eew...how much do you weight?
A: (thinking: why the hell you don't mind your business?) I don't know now, I don't check everyday.
B: Oh you should, it would prevent you from eating more.
A: ......
Sometimes I hate being a woman surrounded by women.
And A is HOT anyway. Fact.
Sometimes I love to have a different brain.
giovedì 7 dicembre 2006
Eyes
Does it show THAT much that there's something different in my eyes?
so so so much?
why is that everyone sees it?
Happily it's a good change :)
so so so much?
why is that everyone sees it?
Happily it's a good change :)
mercoledì 6 dicembre 2006
Do you look for a change?
Aujourd'hui c'est le tour du français. Car j'en ai marre, et je préfère dire "j'en ai marre" plutot que "I'm sick of it" ou "ne ho abbastanza". C'est plus immédiat, meme dans le son de l'expression.
J'en
ai
marre
.
Point barre.
Je veux pas attendre toute ma vie avant de prendre une décision sur mon futur (de plus que mon futur s'écoule dans le moment meme ou j'écris ici...quelle perte de temps!) mais je n'arrive pas encore à comprendre exactement quelle est la route à prendre. Et où ça va me mener.
J'ai envie d'un changement qui ne se passe toujours pas, ou qui est peut etre "in progress" et je ne m'en aperçois pas. J'aurais envie de changer d'endroit, de boulot, de vie, de connaitre d'autres gens, de savoir que les gens qui partagent mes idées ne sont pas forcément si loin de moi.
J'aurais envie de savoir si ça vaut la peine que je laisse place dans mon coeur à des sentiments qui peuvent me rendre très heureuse, ou briser ce qui reste de mon sourire.
J'ai peur, aussi.
Je tremble face à la nécessité de prendre une décision pour un changement.
Je suis trop habituée à laisser que tout change autour de moi sans que je fasse rien pour en provoquer la modification, rien. Et je profite des nouveautés.
Alors là j'attends, que le 2007 m'apporte quelque chose de bien, quelcun de bien, des expériences et un peu de paix.
Et maintenant,
j'en ai marre.
J'en
ai
marre
.
Point barre.
Je veux pas attendre toute ma vie avant de prendre une décision sur mon futur (de plus que mon futur s'écoule dans le moment meme ou j'écris ici...quelle perte de temps!) mais je n'arrive pas encore à comprendre exactement quelle est la route à prendre. Et où ça va me mener.
J'ai envie d'un changement qui ne se passe toujours pas, ou qui est peut etre "in progress" et je ne m'en aperçois pas. J'aurais envie de changer d'endroit, de boulot, de vie, de connaitre d'autres gens, de savoir que les gens qui partagent mes idées ne sont pas forcément si loin de moi.
J'aurais envie de savoir si ça vaut la peine que je laisse place dans mon coeur à des sentiments qui peuvent me rendre très heureuse, ou briser ce qui reste de mon sourire.
J'ai peur, aussi.
Je tremble face à la nécessité de prendre une décision pour un changement.
Je suis trop habituée à laisser que tout change autour de moi sans que je fasse rien pour en provoquer la modification, rien. Et je profite des nouveautés.
Alors là j'attends, que le 2007 m'apporte quelque chose de bien, quelcun de bien, des expériences et un peu de paix.
Et maintenant,
j'en ai marre.
lunedì 4 dicembre 2006
Pentagramma
Sometimes I feel I can express my emotions better through music than with my words. With notes, melodies, lyrics, a particular riff that perfectly suits the swings of my heart and my mood.I was talking wih a friend about this. My life has always been followed by a soundtrack, since I was a baby. I have some songs, for crappy that they can be, that remind me some specific moments of my life and I can't but fill my mind of memories when I listen to them.
There are some old songs, mainly in Naples dialect, reminding me of my days as a baby:
Some songs remind me of special people or places...
Hmm too many to list them all, too many...so many moments I forgot to list here, so many people I didn't put, on purpose or not...
Right now I have one song representing how I feel. It won't probably underline any new chapter, who knows, but still it lingers in my soul.So here it is, to close my post about songs, to give a hint of how my life's flowing lately.
There are some old songs, mainly in Naples dialect, reminding me of my days as a baby:
- "'O surdat 'nnammurat", so many memories of my grandpa..
Sta luntano da stu'core
a te volo c'ò pensier
niente vogli'e nient sper
c'a tenert semp'a fianc a'mme
sì sicur'e chest'ammor
comm 'i sò sicur
e tè...
- "E Vola vola" reminding me my grandma, when I was like 3 years old...
E vola vola vola vola
e vola lu pavone
si tiè lu core bbone
mo fammece arpruva'...
Some songs mark the end of a period and the beginning of a new chapter of my life.
- "Hedonism" (Skunk Anansie) fuck, I was feeling so bad in that period..
Just because you feel good
doesn't make it right
just because you feel good
I still want you here tonight
- "Freak on a leash" (Korn) free and ready to start again, brand new! my 16 years of fucking thinking I was cool...
Something takes a part of me
Something lost and never seen
Everytime I start to believe
Somethings raped and taken from me... from me
Lifes got to always be messing with me.
- "Don't cry" (Guns'n Roses) for every end and every beginning, for every time I told myself to go on. This song makes me smile, this song is strength.
Talk to me softly
There's something in your eyes
Don't hang your head in sorrow
And please dont cry
I know how you feel inside
I'veI've been there before
Somethin's changin' inside you
And don't you know...
Some songs remind me of special people or places...
- "Educated Guess" (Ani di Franco) this makes me think of Anand. No matter why, it's just HIS song.
And I've got something sweet for you
And I don't care if it is more than you deserve
I've got a lot of love and a lot of nerve
So watch me while I take this curve
- "The Small Print" (Muse)..ok this might not be the best Muse song but it has a strong impact of me everytime I listen to it..reminding me of Angers, so much..
Say, it'll make you insane
and it's bending the truth
you're to blame
for all the life that you'll lose and
you watch this space
but i'm going all the way
and be my slave to the grave
I am the priest god never paid
- "Adam et Eve" (Kain) and this is Québec!! the only song I could sing when we were in Gatineau dans la Boite à chansons :P with the handsome singeeerrr, girls with NO style at all and a looot of sfigati (good memories, Isa!)
J'veux sentir ton âme épier la mienne
J'veux que la nuit s'étende jusqu'au bout du monde
J'veux qu'la planète nous appartienne
J'veux que la vie soit vierge
j'voudrais qu'on soit comme Adam et Eve
- "Ziggy" (Céline Dion) aaah such an ugly song! but I will always remember it, the laughters we had, me and Isa, when we downloaded this song while being drunk in the middle of the night..hahaha
Ziggy, il s’appelle Ziggy
Je suis folle de lui
C’est un garçon pas comme les autres...
- "Forever and One" (Helloween) Simona!!my spiritual guide :)
Forever and one
I will miss you
However, I kiss you
Yet again
Way down in neverland
- "Chop suey!" (System of a Down) Silvia and our singing sessions in my car, screaming and dancing and feeling it all!!
Father into your hand
I commend my spirit
Father into your
hand
why have you forsaken me
in your eyes
Forsaken me
in your
thoughts
Forsaken me
in your heart
Forsaken me ohh
Trust in my self
righteous suicide
I cry when angels deserve to die
In my self righteous
suicide
I cry when angels deserve to die
- "Guerrilla Radio" (RATM) our old rock/metal club, my friday nights out with Simo, my first long drives, my first hate for house music :P
It has to start somewhere
It has to start sometimes
What better place than here
what better time than now?
All hell can't stop us now
Hmm too many to list them all, too many...so many moments I forgot to list here, so many people I didn't put, on purpose or not...
Right now I have one song representing how I feel. It won't probably underline any new chapter, who knows, but still it lingers in my soul.So here it is, to close my post about songs, to give a hint of how my life's flowing lately.
"Patience" (Gun's n Roses)
Shed a tear 'cause I'm missin'
youI'm still alright to smileGirl, I think about you every day nowWas a time when I wasn't sureBut you set my mind at easeThere is no doubtYou're in my heart now
Said, woman, take it slowIt'll work itself out fineAll we need is just a little patienceSaid, sugar, make it slowAnd we come together fineAll we need is just a little patience(patience)Mm, yeahI sit here on the stairs'Cause I'd rather be aloneIf I can't have you right nowI'll wait, dearSometimes I get so tenseBut I can't speed up the timeBut you know, loveThere's one more thing to consider
Said, woman, take it
slowAnd things will be just fineYou and I'll just use a little patienceSaid, sugar, take the time'Cause the lights are shining brightYou and I've got what it takesTo make it,We won't fake it,I'll never break it'cause I can't take it
...little patience, mm yeah, mm yeahneed a little patience, yeahjust a little patience, yeahsome more patience, yeahneed some patience, yeahcould use some patience, yeahgotta have some patience, yeahall it takes is patience,just a little patienceis all you need
I been walkin' the streets at nightJust tryin' to get it rightHard to see with so many aroundyou know I don't like being stuck in the crowdAnd the streets don't changeBut baby the nameI ain't got time for the game'cause I need youyeah yeah but I need youOoh I need youWhoa I need youOoh all this time...
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