reality does bite

mY oWn StRaNgE, YEt veRy NoLmAL Life ThAt MAkes mE ThinK a LiTTle tOO MucH...Or MAyBe nOt :)))

Friday, September 29, 2006

Thursday, December 29, 2005

TEEN MOVIES

I am definitely a MOVIE FREAK. No doubt about it. I’ve become such a freak that I’m obsessed with downloading movies and I do this all day long. It’s probably my favorite hobby and I must say that it pretty relaxing. Weird? Yeah, I guess so. I mean what sane person would have downloading movies as a hobby? Well, I guess no sane person. But after all, I’ve already reached the conclusion, a long time ago, that I’m just not as normal as I should be.
I’ve just finished watching this movie, actually it was the classical sweet teen movie that, obviously, ends up with a HUGE happy end. And, shockingly, it did end up like this. I mean I’ve watched a dozen of this kind of movies, and every time, every single time, I wish they could just end in a reasonable and realistic way. Come on, where have you ever seen the captain of the football team aka the most gorgeous guy in the whole town to be sensitive and yet more, caring and (the most outrageous part from all these movies) in love with the school’s geek, who is also very smart and charming (that’s probably the single true part, because, guys, in case you haven’t noticed, ugly girls have the greatest personality, because it’s their single quality (that you might appreciate) and the easiest to improve),who, in the end, it happens to also be the best looking chick in the school. COME ON!!!!!! Where are you living? What’s wrong with the producers? Are you blind? Yeah, I know it’s just a movie (which I have to admit has some really nice scenes) but it’s not even close to reality. And I can’t stop thinking if we really want to be confused like this. I know that movies are just like literature, the producers, just like writers, have all the power over the world they create, but movies, and media in general, they are one of the biggest powers the human being has ever created. And especially teen movies should be a little down-to-earth, because it’s not nice when you realize that nothing that you see on TV will ever happen in real life. And, yes, sometimes a little reality check is good for everybody

Monday, November 28, 2005

NOT CARING....ABOUT ANYTHING

It seems so odd to be in that stupid phase where you don’t care about nothing, because you know deep down that absolutely nothing new will happen in the next few months and that you practically have nothing to hope for, because there is really nothing to long for. And what is even more stupid is that you don’t even feel that bad, even though you should. And you’re very conscious that this isn’t the right way and things should really work differently but, the hell, there is something wrong with you and that makes give not even a shit on what will happen next. And things turn out just the way you expected, and you become used to not knowing anything new and finally you realized that you even got used to every stupid and idiot thing from your life. And finally, you end up not even caring. And it really sucks all this, real bad. But you just don’t care.

Saturday, November 05, 2005


Have you ever asked yourself what is out there? And I'm not talking about the outer space or about the afterlife. No. I'm talking about the world that's behind our daily universe. What is going on in your neighbours yard or house for instance. Or what's the favourite book of the man who's standing in front of you at the supermarket. I take the subway every single day to go to school. And every single time I'm curious to find out something about all the people that I travel with. It's a sort of voyeurism if you want, because I'm trying to take a look at somebody's life, but it's nothing sexual. It's just some kind of strange curiosity. I'd like to know their secrets, their fears,I'd like to understand why they got dressed that way or why they're reading that newspaper, and not a book. I guess that what I'm trying to find out is that I'm not alone.

Thursday, September 22, 2005

NEWS-the other 2 pictures



The other two movies.

NEWS




If I hadn't known him, I would've thought that he was the perfect guy. I still think so. Of course, there's nothing in this whole world bigger than my stupidity, but I think I've reached a point in my life when I can truly say that in some weird way, I really like my stupidity. Anyway, I might be stupid, but I still can say that I haven't lost my sense of reality.And I'm confident that there is definetly something wrong with me. It's those movies that make me go crazy.

Tuesday, September 20, 2005

Fashion-Love It, Hate it, But Use it Wisely


What’s great about fashion is that apparently, it has no rules. Just let the imagination take off and its wings will do the job. Unfortunately, this is, as I said, just an illusion, because fashion has plenty of rules. Come on, you’d have to be crazy to follow absolutely no rules when it comes to fashion. Everybody has an opinion about fashion, and unless you dress at least normal, you will be considered…. how should I say this without being too cruel?... well, a sort of an outlaw or, worse, a freak.

Unfortunately too normal means also too boring. Come on girl, you can do better than the same old recipe. Mix something with those jeans and you will have the perfect combination. A “to die for” combination. Girls will hate you, boys will adore you. OK, hold on a little. Houston, we have a problem… One thing I know about boys (probably the only thing) is that when it comes to fashion, they can be a little old fashioned. They aren’t really into that stylish phase that we so much enjoy. They like us to be nice and shiny, not odd and innovative. I’ve met boys for which even a bag with a certain pattern could give him a heart attack. I mean, for god’s sake, it’s just a bag. Luckily for us, they love us just the way we are most of the times and they ignore all those weird accessories that we use to embellish us. And we shouldn’t push it either, because even a boy has a limit. And no matter how much he loves us, he just cannot stand all that pink stuff that we call clothing.
There are also other issues concerning clothes. For example, there are moments when you have to dress a certain way. I still remember that some of my final exams required a certain code of dressing up. Seeing all my high school mates so elegantly dressed was worth everything. Too bad we were right in the middle of the exams… Unfortunately not everybody appreciated this. But I did. Except for my prom, where everybody was looking glamorous, the exams are my second best moment from high school. Call me old fashioned, but I think there’s nothing sexier that a guy in a suit. And those two special moments were filled with guys in suits…

But when it comes to real fashion, I mean the real one, not just what they show on TV (that is sometimes just a surrogate), the streets are the real catwalks and the people are the real models. There you can find absolutely everything. I myself have to admit that I love watching people and the way they dress and most of the times I love the way they look, although there are moments when I go blind from all that … well , whatever they might call it, I, for one, don’t even have a name for what some of us are wearing.
Anyway, bottom line is that fashion is what we like most and what the others like most on us. There’s a saying in my country (and probably everywhere else) that says that we shouldn’t dress just for ourselves, but mainly for the others, because they are the ones that admire us. We might look in the mirror and see how pretty we are, but, in the end those who surround us are the ones that get all the pleasure from our looks...

OK. I have decided on a certain thing : I MUST HAVE MORE FUN. I can't stand myself coming to the computer and writting all these stuff that most of the time I don't even want to know about, because they're pretty depressing and, why not admitt, sometimes quite annoying. It's like I'm the cry baby of blogs. I just sit around the computer and complain about everything :about my lack of fun and especially about my lack of love. No wonder I was running out of ideas: I had nothing to complain about. But now I'm ready for getting back my life. Come on, I used to be different. What the hell happened? It's time to come back. And, ladies and gentlemen, I must assure you that from now on I will also share my fun moments.

Wednesday, September 14, 2005

Needs

It's been a while since I last posted anything around here or anywhere else. Apparently, things haven't changed that much lately. I mean I'm still just as "savage" as always, but I have decided to make some changes around here. Well, the truth is that I've realised I have to make these changes or try making them, because, otherwise, I'm never gonna be satisfied with anything in my life. I have no idea if it's going to work and I don't even know how I am going to act, but I'm confident that I'll find a way. It's hard living without anything really nice to wait. I need that stupid phone call just for a voice to be heard, I need that pretty pathetic hug to let someone know that there will always somebody there and, most of all, I really need some magic in my life. Just for a while, so I can say "Yes, it does exist and it is also possible"