tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19795016003855048832024-02-18T20:49:02.323-08:00Dolor hic tibi proderit olimEmme.http://www.blogger.com/profile/12842294520327463795noreply@blogger.comBlogger21125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1979501600385504883.post-71899804560231640252012-02-12T13:22:00.000-08:002012-02-12T13:22:51.715-08:00Blu notte<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"></span></span><br />
<div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">Ho molta paura adesso, di rimanere da sola e cadere nell’abisso. La mia vita mi sfugge dalle mani e devo combattere da una parte per recuperare la famiglia che ho perso, e dall’altra me stessa. Dunque se non mi riconosco piu nel viso di mia sorella, nella carezza di mia mamma o nelle parole di papà e se non esisto se non come burattino ‘grasso’ e ‘perdente’ dove finirò? </span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"> <div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">Sento un male che mi divora dall’interno, cresce giorno dopo giorno e mi dice: ‘non ne vale la pena, non ne uscirai’. Ma allora dove sono finiti i buoni delle favole? Dove il cavaliere che mi difende a spada tratta? Ho paura dei cattivi. Sono tanti e sono falsi, e non riesco più a riconoscerli: sono dentro di me? </span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">Ora più che mai ho bisogno della luce, di ritrovare il calore e la serenità di un tempo, quando il buio vi era soltanto se spegnevamo la luce; eppure non era nemmeno cosi, tutti combattevamo le lotte quotidiane e il ritrovo non era un leccarsi le ferite, ma un raccontarle insieme. Mamma, papà, Francesca...mi sentite?? Dove siete?</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">Ricordo che quando ero piccina, la sera sotto le coperte vi auguravo ‘Good Night’ e lo urlavo, lo urlavo finchè non rispondevate, era rassicurante sentire le vostre flebili voci. Ogni tanto nel cuore della notte mi svegliavo, terrorizzata da non so cosa, e strillavo la parola ‘mamma’ Lo ricordo bene. Adesso sono sveglia, seduta in un letto che non saprei davvero riconoscere: mamma, so che mi ascolti e che non puoi più aiutarmi.</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><br />
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<em style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; line-height: normal;">C'era la paura, un po' di tempo fa, la paura per la vecchietta incappucciata con un brutto naso e una voce aspra che offriva alla giovane fanciulla una mela; c'era la paura di perdere la bambola preferita dimenticata nella macchina; c'era la paura di non superare il compito di matematica e la paura del voto della maestra. C'era la paura che nessuno giocasse con te e c'era la paura di fallire 'all'elastico'; c'era la paura di giocare a calcio con la gonna e la paura di andare a nuotare. La paura che ti prendessero a calci lo zaino, la paura del cibo, di non avere amici, c'era la paura che ti spruzzassero di schiuma a carnevale e ti riempissero di uova al termine della scuola. C'era la paura di esibirsi davanti a un pubblico e la paura che mamma avrebbe lasciato papà e che lui sarebbe andato a vivere dai nonni; c'era la paura di fare le espressioni, le equazioni e le disequazioni, c'era la paura dei debiti e poi della media troppo bassa; c'era la paura di avere il culone, di non avere amici, di essere sola; e c'era la paura di vedere il nonno in quel letto d'ospedale. C'era la paura delle lacrime e poi dei troppi sorrisi e c'era la paura che la gatta sarebbe caduta dal balcone, la paura delle vacanze, c'era la paura di una milano deserta, c'era la paura di addormentarsi, la paura del fumo, la paura della gente. Stop. E c'erano i sorrisi una volta, sui vostri volti. Piccoli raggi di sole.</span></div></em>Emme.http://www.blogger.com/profile/12842294520327463795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1979501600385504883.post-71619436212651958642011-02-22T12:58:00.000-08:002011-02-22T12:58:21.001-08:00Notturno<div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Abbracci una canzone, la fai tua, fai sì che ti accompagni in questo momento, difficile.</span></span></span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">E’ un po’ come una storia d’amore, lei non ti abbandona : l’hai scelta tu, l’hai scelta ora perchè vuoi compagnia, vuoi una melodia che ti comprenda e che non ti abbandoni. Come puoi farcela adesso che tutti l’hanno fatto, adesso che ti senti cosi maledettamente sola e non hai voglia di sentire nulla, nemmeno i tuoi pensieri? Come potrai farcela sapendo che sei troppo fragile (o forse semplicemente credendo di esserlo?)</span></span></span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">ti sei scelta un brano, di Chopin, perchè quel compositore che ormai è morto da troppo ti è vicino più che mai in questo momento: le note sembrano abbracciarti dolcemente e non c’è altro che desideri in questo momento se non abbandonarti alla dolce malinconia del notturno. Notturno velato, notturno vellutato, notturno dolce, notturno amaro, notturno scuro, notturno illuminato, notturno in città, notturno sulle spiagge abbandonate della tua cittadina marittima preferita, notturno di lacrime, notturno di sorrisi, notturno di ‘vorrei farcela’, notturno di ‘non ce la farò’, notturno di conquiste, notturno di risate, notturno di stanchezza, notturno un po’ amico, notturno un po’ mamma, notturno un po’ geloso, notturno un po’ cattivo...</span></span></span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Guardi fuori dalla finestra per carpire la luna, e ti ritrovi davanti alla tapparella. Se basta semplicemente alzarla, allora perchè non lo faccio? Perchè non premo un bottone e mi godo la luna, e qualche stella su un bellissimo sfondo blu scuro? Perchè preferisco crogiolarmi in questo senso apparente di tranquillità, che tranquillo non è affatto: perchè preferisco essere sopraffatta dalla tapparella, piuttosto che alzarla?</span></span></span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">La musica è forte nelle mie orecchie, mi sprona ad abbandonare tutto, a dedicarmi solo a lei: mi promette che mi amerà per sempre, le sue note sono così sublimi che non riesco a non crederle e in un secondo mi abbandono a lei, giovane amante inesperta nei meandri di un amore enorme, indescrivibile. Lei sa come comportarsi, sa cosa dirmi, sa cosa promettermi, lei mi accudisce e in un istante mi sento al sicuro, mi sento io, mi sento felice: non mi abbandonerà, non ora.</span></span></span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"></span></span></span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">L’iPod si spegne ed è silenzio.</span></span></span></div>Emme.http://www.blogger.com/profile/12842294520327463795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1979501600385504883.post-42211495249131492752011-01-07T07:05:00.000-08:002011-01-07T07:05:48.493-08:00Vale la penaVale la pena uscire la mattina al freddo per andare a scuola<br />
Vale la pena portare fuori il tuo cane quando non ne hai voglia<br />
Vale la pena andare in piscina se nevica<br />
Vale la pena scusarti con la tua migliore amica se hai sbagliato<br />
Vale la pena baciare il tuo ragazzo<br />
Vale la pena imparare tutti i giorni qualcosa<br />
Vale la pena sorridere ogni tanto<br />
Vale la pena parlare se pensi di avere qualcosa d'interessante da dire<br />
Vale la pena spendere se hai tanti soldi<br />
Vale la pena cantare sotto la doccia<br />
Vale la pena cucinare un giorno intero e poi bruciare tutto<br />
Vale la pena scrivere cazzate su un blog se è ciò che ti piace fare<br />
Vale la pena difendere le proprie idee<br />
Vale la pena trovare qualcosa da fareEmme.http://www.blogger.com/profile/12842294520327463795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1979501600385504883.post-81961487474209979722010-12-24T09:22:00.001-08:002010-12-24T09:22:44.892-08:0024<div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">E’ la vigilia di Natale e piove di una pioggerellina sottile e fastidiosa, hai presente? Quella che ti inzuppa nonostante non sembri proprio farlo. E’ la vigilia e sono tutti cosi felice, cosi, cosi maledettamente allegri e non capisco perchè ci sia tutto sto entusiasmo o forse lo capisco perchè sono così burbera; forse semplicemente perchè anche io vorrei un tavolo grande circondato da amici e parenti, pieno di cibo e candeline e magari qualche canzoncina di Natale e tutti allegri e felici...eppure così non è, anzi, siamo in 4 ed è già tanto se ci ricordiamo di cenare. Tutto quello che era si è sgretolato nel tempo, in pochi anni tutto è cambiato, molte persone sono scomparse e altre sono arrivate e accoccolata in poltrona circondata da un’atmosfera strana non posso far altro che pensare a te.</span></div>Emme.http://www.blogger.com/profile/12842294520327463795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1979501600385504883.post-82024161353238285882010-12-22T01:05:00.000-08:002010-12-22T01:05:32.451-08:00Mattina grigia.<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Balzi giù dal letto, velocissima cazzo, e in un secondo ti abbuffi e poi ti accorgi che non c'era bisogno di tutta quella fretta, infatti ora sei abbandonata sul divano davanti ad uno schermo freddo e non sai cosa pensare. </span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Pensi che fa un po' freddo, e ben presto ti si congelerà il piedino che tieni fuori dalla pantofola; pensi che in fondo, in fondo, il cucciolo che russa è una delle cose più dolci che tu abbia mai sentito, pensi che Clarice voleva le coccole e ora è scappata via......pensi che certe volte la vita ti mette davvero a dura prova e bisogna raccogliere quanto più coraggio si possiede, bisogna accumulare un'infinita quantità di forza di volontà, bisognerebbe proprio riuscirci perchè secondo me una volta che sei riuscita a dare il massimo e hai sopportato dolori, derisioni, prese in giro, graffi, pugni calci e quant'altro poi ne vale la pena: vale la pena leccarsi le ferite e dire 'ce l'ho fatta'. Pensi che hai male alla testa e pure il naso tappato e probabilmente le crostine sugli occhi, i capelli arruffati e vorresti solo abbracciarlo. Perchè, è inutile negarlo e non dovresti farlo (e lo sai), in questo momento provi soltanto euforia al pensiero, e sei come drogata, non di ganja però, di una persona. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Troppi pensieri, dite, per appena 5 minuti che sono sveglia?</span></div>Emme.http://www.blogger.com/profile/12842294520327463795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1979501600385504883.post-49678780400938695802010-12-09T14:22:00.000-08:002010-12-22T01:07:32.046-08:00Mal d'amore<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I've been addicted to you.</span><br />
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</span>Emme.http://www.blogger.com/profile/12842294520327463795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1979501600385504883.post-15028073770228714402010-12-02T12:14:00.001-08:002010-12-02T12:14:34.896-08:00what do you think 'bout it?<h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{"type":"msg"}" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">To get: be cool!</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"></span></div><ol style="list-style-type: decimal;"><li style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">Thin</span></li>
<li style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">Clever</span></li>
<li style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">Beautiful</span></li>
<li style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">Elegant</span></li>
<li style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">Interested in culture</span></li>
<li style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">Big boobs</span></li>
<li style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">Good english and french</span></li>
<li style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">Cheerful</span></li>
<li style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">Nice</span></li>
<li style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">Kind</span></li>
<li style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">Smiling</span></li>
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<li style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">NO NO PIMPLES!</span></li>
<li style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">Good musician</span></li>
<li style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">Athlete</span></li>
<li style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">Able to get everybody’s attenction</span></li>
<li style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">Rude, with the right tenderness</span></li>
<li style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">Don’t know</span></li>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> </span>Emme.http://www.blogger.com/profile/12842294520327463795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1979501600385504883.post-14643200780165583312010-11-03T13:13:00.000-07:002010-11-03T13:20:43.247-07:00Buon Halloween, stronzi! (amo questa canzone)<div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 10px;"></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>“There’s a down town fairy singing out “Proud Mary” </i></span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>as she cruises Christopher Street</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>And some Southern Queen is acting loud and mean</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>where the docks and the Badlands meet</i></span></span><br />
<div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 10px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i><span id="more-1018"></span></i></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 10px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>This Halloween is something to be sure</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>Especially to be here without you</i></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 10px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>There’s a Greta Garbo and an Alfred Hitchcock</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>and some black Jamaican stud</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>There’s five Cinderellas and some leather drags</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>I almost fell into my mug</i></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 10px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>There’s a Crawford, Davis and a tacky Cary Grant</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>And some Homeboys lookin’ for trouble down here from the Bronx</i></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 10px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>But there ain’t no Hairy and no Virgin Mary</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>you won’t hear those voices again</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>And Johnny Rio and Rotten Rita</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>you’ll never see those faces again</i></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 10px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>This Halloween is something to be sure</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>Especially to be here without you</i></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 10px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>There’s the Born Again Losers and the Lavender Boozers</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>and some crack team from Washington Heights</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>The boys from Avenue B and the girls from Avenue D</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>a Tinkerbell in tights</i></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 10px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>This celebration somehow get me down</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>Especially when I see you’re not around</i></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 10px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>There’s no Peter Pedantic saying things romantic</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>in Latin, Greek or Spic</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>There’s no Three bananas or Brandy Alexander</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>dishing all their tricks</i></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 10px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>It’s a different feeling that I have today</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>Especially when I know you’ve gone away</i></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 10px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>There’s a girl from Soho with a teeshirt saying “I Blow”</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>she’s with the “jive five 2 plus 3″</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>And the girls for pay dates are giving cut rates</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>or else doing it for free</i></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 10px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>The past keeps knock, knock, knocking on my door</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>And I don’t want to hear it anymore</i></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 10px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>No consolations please for feelin’ funky</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>I got to get my head above my knees</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>But it makes me mad and mad makes me sad</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>and then I start to freeze</i></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 10px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>In the back of my mind I was afraid it might be true</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>In the back of my mind I was afraid that they meant you</i></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 10px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>The Halloween Parade</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>At the Halloween parade</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>At the Halloween parade</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>See you next year, at the Halloween parade”.</i></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 10px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i><br />
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</i></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 10px; text-align: right;"></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 10px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>“C’è un travestito che canta Proud Mary</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>mentre ancheggia su Christopher St.</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>e qualche gay del sud che si atteggia da duro</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>lì dove si incontrano i moli con le Badlands</i></span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 10px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>Questo Halloween è veramente qualcosa</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>specialmente perché sono qui senza te</i></span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 10px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>C’è una Greta Garbo e un Alfred Hitchcock</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>e qualche stallone nero giamaicano</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>e ci sono cinque cenerentole e qualche travestito in cuoio</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>sono quasi caduto nel bicchiere</i></span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 10px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>C’è una Crawford, una Davis e uno scialbo Cary Grant</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>e qualche teppista dal Bronx in cerca di guai</i></span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 10px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>Ma non c’è Harry e nessuna Vergine Maria</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>quelle voci non le sentirai più</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>e Johnny Rio e Rotten Rita</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>quelle facce non le vedrai più</i></span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 10px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>Questo Halloween è veramente qualcosa</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>specialmente l’essere qui senza te</i></span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 10px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>Ci sono i perdenti rinati e gli alcolizzati</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>e qualche gruppetto di crack dai Washington Heights</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>i ragazzi dell’Avenue B e le ragazze dell’Avenue D</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>una fatina in calzamaglia</i></span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 10px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>Questo atteggiamento un po’ mi deprime</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>specialmente perché non ci sei tu</i></span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 10px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>Non c’è il Peter pedante che dice cose romantiche</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>in latino, greco o messicano</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>non ci sono tre banane o Brandy Alexander</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>che fanno i loro miracoli</i></span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 10px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>Oggi ho una sensazione diversa</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>specialmente quando so che sei andata via</i></span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 10px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>C’è una ragazza di Soho</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>con una maglietta che dice “Faccio pompini”</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>è con il jive cinque, 2 più 3</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>e le puttane stanno facendo sconti</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>oppure lo fanno gratis</i></span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 10px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>Il passato continua a bussare alla mia porta</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>e non lo voglio più sentire.</i></span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 10px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>Per piacere nessuna consolazione</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>se mi sento giù</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>devo riuscire a sollevare la testa</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>ma mi fa infuriare e quando m’infurio divento triste</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>e poi iniziò a gelare</i></span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 10px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>In qualche angolo della mente</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>avevo paura che potesse essere vero</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>in qualche angolo della mente</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>avevo paura che parlassero di te</i></span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 10px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>La parata di Halloween</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>alla parata di Halloween</i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>ci vediamo l’anno prossimo”.</i></span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 10px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>Lou Reed</i></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>, </i></span></span><em><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Halloween Parade</span></span></em><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i> </i></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>Album: </i></span></span><em><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">New York</span></span></em><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i> (1989)</i></span></span><br />
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Postando queste foto volevo anche segnalarvi un graziosissimo film che ho visto sabato sera: 'American Dreamz (the dream with the Z!)' E' un film davvero interessante e spassoso, con Hugh Grant a Mandy Moore, entrambi meravigliosi. Non voglio dirvi nulla riguardo la trama, semplicemente è una presa in giro di tutti quei reality show che ormai inondano letteralmente la televisione.<br />
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Here it is, Clarice. She's my wonderful cat, whit the iced eyes more beautiful than ever. I never talked about her, didn't I?<br />
By posting these new photos I want also to talk about a movie which I've seen Saturday evening: 'American dreamz (The dream with the Z!)' It's a really interesting movie, so funny, with Hugh Grant and Mandy Moore, both wonderful. I don't wanna tell anything about the plot, simply it's funny joke about those new reality show which are ALWAYS in television.<br />
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Ecco perchè non lo dirò mai abbastanza: qualunque amore riusciate a dare e ad avere, qualunque felicità riusciate a rubacchiare o a procurare; qualunque temporanea elargizione di grazia... beh, Basta che Funzioni!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #191919; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #191919; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">(Whatever works, Woody Allen <a href="http://www.mymovies.it/film/2009/bastachefunzioni/">http://www.mymovies.it/film/2009/bastachefunzioni/</a>) </span></div>Emme.http://www.blogger.com/profile/12842294520327463795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1979501600385504883.post-82818787968298422032010-09-08T04:10:00.000-07:002010-09-08T04:10:54.570-07:00Loving VeniceOggi mi sono incantata a guardare le foto di una splendida settimana a Venezia, e ho deciso di postare qui quelle che in assoluto preferisco. Vi ho soggiornato dal 23 al 30 giugno, a casa di una mia amica che non abita esattamente nella città, bensì si trova al lido di Venezia, una zona tranquilla e graziosa dove rilassarsi sulle spiagge e andare a fare lunghe biciclettate. Queste sono poche, significative foto, non potevo certo metterle tutte, anche perchè sono più di 1000!<br />
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Okay...queste sono quelle di Venezia, mentre le ultime sono quelle scattate a Lido!<br />
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Today I've seen some photos taking during a wonderful week spent in Venice, and I've decided to post here the photos that I prefer. I've stayed there from 23 to 30 june, in a friend's house which isn't really in the city, but it's in 'Lido di Venezia', a quite and nice place where you can relax yourself on the beach and ride the bike. These are little photos, I can't post all photos because they are more than 1000!<br />
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The first have been taking in Venice, the lasts in Lido!<br />
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</div>Emme.http://www.blogger.com/profile/12842294520327463795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1979501600385504883.post-25808076667762317432010-09-07T01:24:00.000-07:002010-09-07T02:09:08.874-07:00Shootin' to Dido'Oggi voglio presentarvi il mio cucciolo :) E' un adorabile cagnolino di 11 mesi (il 24 settembre compie un anno!) che adora farsi fotografare :P Nelle prime 4 foto ha appena 3 mesi, mentre le altre sono più recenti, risalgono ad agosto. E' un tesoro, davvero simpatico; questa razza è fantastica, cosi dolce e allegro! Da quando c'è lui in casa io, che sono sempre stata una fan dei gatti, sono molto più affezionata ai cani! Sperando apprezziate!<br />
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Ps: non disdegno consigli, sono proprio alle prime armi...!<br />
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</div>Emme.http://www.blogger.com/profile/12842294520327463795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1979501600385504883.post-39927428371094895352010-09-06T06:39:00.000-07:002010-09-06T07:58:58.396-07:00Black and white (terrible and orrible movies!)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinFhKIUmlhzwGEV_azcRACPa5qG7ggt_fC5vUpTUogAyPO8mxjbPLK03Z_H5CIwJyhyphenhypheniNX3D4f72pTfMoNaI5S6-VtZ6w7jIOpcoGixgvHPibJ8O0gIvanIf9sdCVx5QbBho-fSvnD3Uc/s1600/images-1.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="148" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinFhKIUmlhzwGEV_azcRACPa5qG7ggt_fC5vUpTUogAyPO8mxjbPLK03Z_H5CIwJyhyphenhypheniNX3D4f72pTfMoNaI5S6-VtZ6w7jIOpcoGixgvHPibJ8O0gIvanIf9sdCVx5QbBho-fSvnD3Uc/s200/images-1.jpeg" width="200" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3TUPspjXgi-CJSkxungo8sxPH6HcBgsy-jvmRxauxI-Ymz0k91r0b27psS_cpLYisjnWlGmwFYrS6b57GQoBPl_LsNGpNMoIWlzE1aEH6fV5jYI6zsKqyyJ9FdUWLqeyY3GHsL2NHu2Q/s1600/images-2.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="149" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3TUPspjXgi-CJSkxungo8sxPH6HcBgsy-jvmRxauxI-Ymz0k91r0b27psS_cpLYisjnWlGmwFYrS6b57GQoBPl_LsNGpNMoIWlzE1aEH6fV5jYI6zsKqyyJ9FdUWLqeyY3GHsL2NHu2Q/s200/images-2.jpeg" width="200" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div>Ieri ho passato una meravigliosa serata con mia sorella, abbiamo visto Shrek 4. Mi ha davvero entusiasmata, devo ammettere che io amo tutti e 4 i film, ho adorato i primi tre esattamente come questo. Ciò che preferisco in assoluto è la fantasia, il numero di gag esilaranti che non temono di apparire noiose nemmeno dopo ben 3 film.<br />
In contrapposizione a questo bellissimo film, arrivata a casa mi sono imbattuta in 'Amore 14' su sky cinema 1. Ora, non credo ci siano parole per descrivere un film tanto brutto. Battute tremende, una protagonista stereotipata con una vocina odiosa, quattordicenni i cui pensieri sono esclusivamente il sesso e i ragazzi (oltre che lo shopping e le discoteche serali) e una trama inconsistente e davvero banale! Il film più brutto che abbia visto, davvero orribile! Siamo rimaste scioccate! Quindi mi chiedo: perchè? Perchè? Perchè? Perchè Moccia non lascia da parte penna e regia, e si dedica a qualcosa in cui riesce meglio? Datemi il vostro parere per piacere, spero di non essere l'unica a pensare ciò!<br />
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Yesterday, I've spent a wonderful evening with my sister, we've seen Shrek 4. I've really joined it, I have to admit that I love all four movies of Shrek, I've loved the first, second and third as this. What I prefer absolutely it's the plot, the number of so funny gag which are not afraid to appear boring after three movies.<br />
In contrast to this beautiful movie, come at home I've seen 'Amore 14' on sky cinema 1. Now, I think that there aren't words to describe a so ugly movie. Terrible speeches, a main character stereotyped with a terrible voice, girls who think only about sex, boys (shopping and discos) and a banal plot! The ugliest movie that I've ever seen, really, really orrible!!!!!!!! We are shocked!!!!! And so I ask my self: why? Why? Why? Why? Why Mr. Moccia don't leave pen and direction, and make something more apt to him? Please, write what you think about this post, I hope not to be the only who think that he's terrible!!!!!<br />
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Bye and have a wonderful day guys! :DEmme.http://www.blogger.com/profile/12842294520327463795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1979501600385504883.post-33306618372485242112010-09-05T05:59:00.000-07:002010-09-05T05:59:41.860-07:00Loneliness<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrrpdZhMttoWLngVD5Wsf5oEqenNafWNgc5D8_4MJ-dMkaAeJZdv5jWwPY55Q_OViCisfgG3ZEGCt4_aCDZc3mHRvUEGaZyoXTPFE06OiJrwpm6eWBFd98IXBIfY9x0tjCOhfB9w7KohU/s1600/DSCN4775.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrrpdZhMttoWLngVD5Wsf5oEqenNafWNgc5D8_4MJ-dMkaAeJZdv5jWwPY55Q_OViCisfgG3ZEGCt4_aCDZc3mHRvUEGaZyoXTPFE06OiJrwpm6eWBFd98IXBIfY9x0tjCOhfB9w7KohU/s320/DSCN4775.JPG" /></a></div><br />
Sentendosi appena, appena tristi la domenica pomeriggio. In una domenica pomeriggio grigietta, con qualche timidissimo raggio di sole che spunta appena, ecco mi sento come questa sigaretta...schiacciata, sola, abbandonata nel grigio. Una vera, fantastica, autentica: GIORNATA DI MERDA. Hmpf, però sapete qual'è la consolazione? Dopo una giornata di merda, ne viene sempre una bella. E' la legge; perciò io spero in domani.<br />
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Feeling a little bit sad, on Sunday afternoon. On a grey Sunday afternoon, with a shy sun beam, well, I feel like this cigarette...crushed, forgotten, lonely in the grey. A real, great: SHIT DAY. Hmpf, Do you know what's the consolation? After a terrible shit day, there's ALWAYS a great day. It's the law; and so I hope in tomorrow.Emme.http://www.blogger.com/profile/12842294520327463795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1979501600385504883.post-8628919822180187022010-09-05T03:39:00.000-07:002010-09-05T04:09:05.800-07:00One Hour Photo.... titolo insolito non trovate? Ebbene, questo primo post vuole proprio spiegare l'arcano motivo di questo nome. One Hour Photo (come mi auguro e immagino voi sappiate) è un film con Robin Williams. La storia di un uomo solo, di una famiglia apparentemente 'perfetta' ha come filo conduttore proprio questa arte. Sarebbe meraviglioso stare qui a raccontarvi la storia, ma credo sia meglio lo guardiate voi stessi. Ne consiglio la visione. Per informazione assai più approfondite, vi linko questo sito: <a href="http://www.mymovies.it/dizionario/recensione.asp?id=34207">http://www.mymovies.it/dizionario/recensione.asp?id=34207</a>.<br />
Buon appetito!<br />
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.... a very strange title, don't you think about my new blog's title? Well, with this first post I wanna explain the cause of my choice. One Hour Photo (as I wish you know) is a movie where Robin Williams is the main character. The plot talks about a lonely man, and a 'perfect' (but only in appearance) family and the central thread is the photography. I think it should be wonderful staying here and telling ya the story, but I think also that it should be better if you look the movie. I advise vision! To know more about this movie, give a looked (oh, I know: my english it's terrible!) to this site: <a href="http://www.mymovies.it/dizionario/recensione.asp?id=34207">http://www.mymovies.it/dizionario/recensione.asp?id=34207</a>.<br />
Well, good lunch!<br />
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ps...sorry for my terrible english, I'm too little to know so good this language. I swear I'll improve!Emme.http://www.blogger.com/profile/12842294520327463795noreply@blogger.com0