Tuesday, January 27, 2009

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music


I turn on the music and I can not turn it off, one song after another pass the hours. The evenings watching television in bed or a message until late.

The books that are being felt from the desk, they want to be open because the time has come.

Today report, far too nice and the problem is to keep the average.

It promises something incredible story tomorrow (again), 70 pages of art, a physical check on Friday that in some strange way to go well, then, as always, thread and material that question.

And you, you, you, you, you still you, only you. What

dire di te…sei te…niente altro…tu che rubi qualcosa di me e qualche sorriso ogni tanto, tu che mi ridai la speranza, chissà se vana o meno, di tornare a sperare in qualcosa di bello…

Tu che mi rubi qualche sogno da qualche giorno ormai, tu che mi riempi di una strana sensazione fin troppo bella che non provavo ormai da tempo.

Come andrà a finire?! È questo che mi fa paura.

Mi sembra di essere tornata indietro nel tempo, ai primi anni al liceo quando mi scottavo per niente e la mia voglia di sognare era fin troppo immensa, irreale credo.

Ora vado….fraaa….

Monday, January 19, 2009

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air


The air around here is getting dark and heavy, it is like that of 11 June was so far from not find the strength to live sti months to open a book and study, study really.

It is as if waiting for the end of the school, or at least the trip to Paris, unwilling to return, to start another semester, the usual tasks and the usual black and white pages.

A pentamestre, five months and I expect their length looks really amazing, not going to come to a stop.

And the next is already last summer, the last before a summer holiday world so big that you can not see its boundaries.

raining outside, fine view, looking at those drops seem even better mixed with soft flakes of snow, but more snow is not perhaps what we need, any meter is still out there.

I say any more.

You who are close and distant at the same time that you arrive with your own words and with a good night every night I stole a smile. Where you gonna go? Into oblivion in no time at all, or what is your destiny?

Sunday, January 11, 2009

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A change you ...

Lina in one of his comments left me a beautiful poem that I just can not not to publish in one of my posts ... thank you very much .... it's really beautiful ...

A ..... you still look at the world through the astonished eyes of a child
A .............. you know you open your heart to ..
To you ... spreading its wings to the discovery of a new heaven and you are not happy in the quiet life ...
For you know that .... listen to the words and even more the silence ...
To you ..... you always have time for a hug ...
To you .... you know the pain and for that you love life more ...
To you who know ... smile with my eyes and heart because know the price of tears ..... women like you, and people who can love you for who you are ...
To you ... the broken-hearted, but do not you get tired of traveling to the island that there is ...
To you ... have a crazy dream in the drawer ...
To you ... no longer dreams but do not give up and try again ...
Lina

Tuesday, January 6, 2009

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time ....


Jan. 6 ....
time flies, no truce takes away everything and there's no way to stop him.
is absurd, it is already January 6 and will resume tomorrow with the usual routine yet non mi sembra vero, non mi sembra possibile. l'altro ieri finivo di impacchettare i regali da mettere sotto l'albero e solamente ieri mi preparavo per capodanno.
e ora invece, dovrei già essere pronta per fare la cartella, prendere la giacca e il mio solito pullman delle 7 e un quarto.
no, mi spiace, ma non sono ancora pronta, pronta per ricominciare...
compagni, verifiche, interrogazioni, professori, pomeriggi sui libri: ecco cosa ricomincia domani.
le medie da fare e a breve le pagelle.
già un altro quadrimestre se ne andato.
ogni tanto mi viene da pensarci ed è as if a vice stringesse me the heart that one day I entered high school and I felt like a tiny dot in a world too big for me, so small. but if they are flying away and a short four years, too short, including only a year and a half (of course if all goes well) I will throw in a world that is far larger, in a universe that is so immense and so far, yet too dark to be able to imagine its colors.
the time comes and does soak up every moment, every moment, and those that should be eternal. I realize now more than ever ... now that I hunt around the past and meeting wonderful moments they had to include a completely different character from that he is writing at this time. One with a naivety, spontaneity, simplicity as beautiful and immense, perhaps a bit 'in the bottom of my heart, I miss and I'd like to relive.
yet everything belongs to those years that seem so far away, but in reality they are around the corner. are the years of afternoons when it took was a nothing to cry for hours and laugh the next moment to do a tummy ache, are the years of the simple things that really seemed too complicated, it is the year of impossible love that you wanted to live and that turned out to be a disappointment, were the years of dreams without limits and barriers that were live, are the years of taste of laughter, innocent and sincere.
is true if you turn around and thinking about your past is not real what you have left, you feel it more beautiful and positive and negative, and this too sad to be able to compare the old days.
but I would like to emphasize that I am disappointed in my mind, the person I am, it may be presumptuous, but in reality I am proud of where I came even though I'm 17, too young to have understood what it means to live and still too much to learn before we can say to know.
you with wonderful memories of a past that takes me step by step trying to enlighten them before your trip, I will try to live this year in a different way with the spontaneity of my 15 years and a suitcase full of good advice that accumulate from day to day.

and that's the fact that tomorrow I will return to school I got to talk about myself, my past, my present from my future and wanting good ... but now I close that have already been too long.
a good start for those who return to school and for those returning to work!
Among

Saturday, January 3, 2009

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The first day of the year, Neruda 2009


the first day of
Pablo Neruda

The distinguish other
like a horse
different from all the horses.
Adorno
his forehead with a tape, we hold the
colored bells on the neck, and at midnight

will go out and get

like an explorer who falls from a star.
As the bread looks like bread
yesterday,
as a link to all the rings ...
The earth will host this day
gold, gray, light blue, it will deploy
in colline
lo bagnerà con frecce
di trasparente pioggia
e poi lo avvolgerà
nell’ombra.
Eppure
piccola porta della speranza,
nuovo giorno dell’anno,
sebbene tu sia uguale agli altri
come i pani
a ogni altro pane,
ci prepariamo a viverti in altro modo,
ci prepariamo a mangiare, a fiorire,
a sperare.

Thursday, January 1, 2009

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nice party yesterday, a kiss to all and happy 2009!
and here are the first proposals that will be updated soon:

Propositi 2009
lost in a strange city;
change haircut;
buy at least one book a month;
spend every last Saturday of the month in the market square;
shed light in my future;
meet someone special, cabbage almeno quest anno;
comprare un cd originale;
andare sulle catene alla festa al gallo;
finire l’ecdl e prendere sto cavolo di attestato;
partecipare a qualche conferenza;
leggere più di quanto già faccio;
nuotare;
ballare fino a non reggermi in piedi;
compilare la mia agenda;
continuare a scrivere il mio blog;
migliorare la mia autostima (lo so è ripetitivo);
salire su una mini (magari quest anno ce la faccio?);
iniziare guide and switch theory;
make a festaccia for my 18 years
give something to myself;
give something to my friends;
go to the beach;
work;
finish school debt-free;
learn to walk on his heels;
control my feelings
recognize friends;
not create me unnecessary expectations;
to recognize the moment when it's worth jumping and what is not;
broaden my views;
draw something important to me by the same voluntary
cut a day of school;
gratified to hear something;
eat sushi;
not approved the mass
improve my philosophy of life, create better;
go to the theater;
laugh, laugh, laugh ... and laugh again.
savoring the afternoons, evenings with friends;
learn to cook;
go to a concert;
write a letter;
go to a spa;
buy safety of myself;
know how to use the words at the right time without hiding behind posts or email;
always take a moment to pause, remove the plug;

count the stars;
watching shooting stars;
express some desire and retain some dream;
not feel useless
help someone;
contribute something socially useful
love, it is still too much for this year's cabbage?!
play twister;
try to learn a new language;
be more tolerant of others;
drink sangria;
wait for the dawn;
return to play with the paste and salt and of course with Dido;
redeem for a few evenings, some afternoons, some days, the mind a few years ago;
know so many people that it is no new even count;
will be a memorable year, and I really hope!