Friday, January 22, 2010

Club Penguin Unwanted Accounts

Updates

Good evening to all.
Sorry for my long absence, many times during this time I promised to come and update, without concluding anything.

The truth of the facts, I will not hesitate to tell you is that I did not have anything to write. Not that it's been a month so terribly uneventful and boring to even leave me with nothing to tell, no, in fact, just ... buh, I can not explain it, but the last month I was not just inspired.
I had to sum up, days of wrath (only that I could not withdraw from the war
as did Achilles), days of calm, days of laughter, but most days of fatigue, caused a bit ' so many things. Fatigue, like, universal. Surely physics related to biking, to poor sleep, physical education killer (I regret both those hours when we were all lying on the steps of Villa Gallidoro in the sun!), Hunger (lately it seems that my tummy makes me come hunger "Italian", poor thing, is a bit 'hard on the uptake). But fatigue is primarily mental. 154 days from now I'm here and I hear this strange language around me and every time I seem to take more familiar to a certain point I have enough. In the sense that if two months ago I could be proud to be able to do a simple little speech, now the simple speech has me really tired, I need space One moment more, even just to let me know the people around me who, not feeling often speak except to say something important, do not know much about me (as an individual). And then there was the change of class, which has caused me a direct confrontation with an old enemy forgotten: the greek. And also there to bang your head and mope because they do not Only I could not even remember the verb or the first variation, he did not, either I can still well, to follow the lesson because the terms used are the most sought-One moment. To persecute you also put the Dutch language test organized by AFS, the next weekend. AFS, just arrived, has saddled the books of Dutch for foreigners (according to many the best book for foreigners, and that is to say, trust me) and told us in a nutshell: "Sbrigatevela alone." This book from my point of view is one of the most useless things ever created on earth, as his method of teaching, especially unaccompanied by a teacher, is backward, boring, uninvolving. Perfectly useless. However lately I have used - or rather, I tried to use - every moment of my free time to study this blessed DefSTAR Methode, 27/45 to retrieve the book that I had refused to do in the four preceding months. Often ending up doing a solo cards. But this is a detail.

What else to say? The change of class so far seems to have been a great idea, only volumes I wonder why I hesitated so much before you ask for it. So I took my "classics" here, as a thousand times easier. I must tell you that's really pleasing to see that there is someone who is interested in your story. It has a certain effect to see all these kids, you really are not many but better than nothing! That apply there looking all eager to translate a bit 'of your mother-tongue, or studying your history. And to think that in Italy almost no interest to anyone ...

So, I managed to update you briefly on what has happened to me last month, this time without leaving pearls of wisdom (ha-ha)!

Until next time, hopefully before the end of the sixth month.


With so much love, worn out from this land by the wind.

Wednesday, January 20, 2010

Chair With Movable Arms Arms

justice in the world punishes those who have wings and fly ...


It's cool the way that brings me back home tonight.
I think back to what you said, your words play inside me like a festival of colors, emotions, a rainbow of fireworks in the clear sky of August.
Empiricism, or something like that, words, speeches, philosophies, understand, share them, but I want to dive into the river, experience the thrill of a moment.
I think that if there is a god in this world, a creator god, a god observer, it is precisely that he would punish those who have wings but can not fly ...
Too often fear keeps us stuck to the ground, we have fallen from the sky and the wounds are still alive in our memories, our heart, I read it in your eyes, pretend to be scared and strong, ironic.
But our wings are made to fly, to soar high in the sky, the sun, towards the sea.
Our wings are made of dreams, tenderness, from there we get closer to the sun without fear of melting, our dreams can be reality.
I look at the parched earth and the blue sea, gentle waves play the song, I sit on this beach.
The moon has a loving smile, even for me tonight.
reach out to my right, toward you, I hold my fingers for you, but I turn around you are not there more, you preferred to lock yourself in your solitude and not to dream with me. Tired and smiling
wiped another tear Kissing my lips, I'll dream again tonight.

Tuesday, January 5, 2010

Snores On Side With Mouth Closed

Goodbye blue eyes ... Volver


a trembling voice, uncertain, very young, my day goes Today is Tuesday, one day either Saturday or Monday insignificant.

Hello, whispered anonymously from the speaker of a phone, but that voice, no, she is not anonymous, it took a few hours to make it familiar, it might make me smile, could make me happy ...

Cold accompanies my steps are no longer lonely footsteps, in my heart and in my mind I have a fantasy that grows ...

Nell'affannosa looking for two blue eyes, I never realized how much the heat of these eyes, hazel, was warm and reassuring.

While the night caress my night you can imagine in the hot country, far away, laughing and playing, a little 'disappointed, a little'

incredulous ... If I could open my heart and donartelo, so out of hand, darling, I swear I would.

Within hours you have given me the smile and the light touch of your irony.

do not know if you'll never see you but I thank the imagination, of dreams, the possibility ...

The cup full of negramaro, from my balcony I can see the sea, its waves, tonight, are as light as your presence on my heart.

Goodnight my dream, goodnight

uncertain voice,

goodnight, even if tomorrow there will be a good day like today.

Goodnight eyes of the earth.