miercuri, 24 martie 2010
joi, 18 martie 2010
barbati de vis
-> fotografie demonstrativa, ca sa fim clari.Mereu mi-au placut barbatii/ baietii care cand ies in oras, cu prietena sau cu amicii lor de bere se imbraca in cel mai bun trening al lor. Mereu le-am apreciat gustul pentru imbracaminte, si tot timpul m-am gandit ca “Uite ma, asa un barbat as vrea si eu. Cand ies cu el in oras sa isi puna treningul lui ala frumos de la nike, asortat cu pantofii aia sport de la puma.”
Mereu am apreciat acest stil desavarsit de a te imbraca ca barbat.
Ce poate fi mai frumos, decat sa iesi cu prietena ta in oras, la o plimbare in parc, sau la film, sau mai bine, la restaurant, si sa te gatesti cu treningul, si prietena ta sa fie imbracata foarte elegant sau foarte sexi?!
Sau cand te duci prin mall,nu e frumos sa iti foiesti fashul de la trening prin toate magazinele? Zi tu, barbat de trening, daca asta nu e costumatia suprema. De cucerit femei, de iesit cu ele, de aratat ca ai gust, de a arata ca ai clasa.
Imi place si faptul ca purtatorii de trening pe strada, au si o atitudine specifica. Atitudinea aia de smecher, care face ca o fata sa se ude instant cand ii vede. Da coaie, pe bune, orice femeie isi doreste sa plimbe de mana prin oras un tip imbracat asa.
Daca nu ti-ai dat seama ca postul asta imbina cel mai mare sarcasm al meu, cu cea mai mare ironie, inseamna ca esti un taran prost. Nici o femeie intreaga la cap si care nu se imbraca cu fusta pe cap, nu apreciaza ca tipul de langa ea sa se imbrace in asa ceva pe strada. Si daca nu ai de gand sa te duci in parc sa alergi, nu iti pune asa ceva pe tine. Daca totusi folosesti scuza ca te duci la sala, iar nu merge, e de cacat scuza asta. Din cate stiu toate salile de antrenament au un vestiar, special pentru ca tu, tarane, sa te schimbi cand ajungi si pleci de acolo. Deci nu, n-ai nici o scuza sa porti trening in oras.
miercuri, 17 martie 2010
cersetori
Din principiu nu dau bani la cersetori. E treaba de educatie primita, si de gandire personala.
Zilele trecute, de fapt mai exact ieri, in metrou, era un tip imbracat ca un clown, care facea smecherii cu niste mingi si cu inca niste chestii care aratau ca 3 popice mai mari. Si ma uitam eu asa la el, si ma intrebam de ce a ales sa faca treaba asta , si nu se angajeaza undeva , unde ar avea un salariu constant, si nu ar fi nevoit sa faca chestii de astea prin metrou, ca sa faca un ban. Tipu era cam la 25-27 de ani, perfect sanatos la prima vedere, destul de bine facut, cum ar zice bunica “in plina putere”. Si stateam asa, uitandu-ma la el, si intrebandu-ma in sinea mea, de ce nu se duce si el sa se angajeze pe un santier, sau altundeva, decat sa faca treaba asta prin metrou. Nu am putut sa imi raspund. Presupun ca oricum ala castiga mai bine ca mine intr-o luna, dar tot nu mi se pare ok. Adica, nu incurajez cersetoria sub nici o forma a ei. Si asta era tot un mod de a cersi, chiar daca el macar facea ceva concret pentru a primi niste bani. Ok, nu era cersetorie de intins mana si atat, dar tot nu mi se pare ok.
Sunt cativa cersetori faimosi prin Bucuresti. Gen, tiganu fara picioare care calatoreste pe skateboard. De ce i-as da aluia bani? Sau mai era una, pe care nu prea am mai vazut-o, care canta la orga si avea un soi de handicap. Oricum, ce nu inteleg eu , e de ce majoritatea care cersesc, nu se straduiesc un pic sa isi ia un job decent. Sunt sigura ca s-ar gasi. Adica, de exemplu , toate tigancile cu copii care cersesc. Pai numai pentru faptul ca au copii, statul le ajuta material cumva. La fel si tanti cu orga. Statul sigur ii da un sprijin material. Mie mi se pare chestie de lene si de comoditate.
Acum cativa ani, eram tot asa, in metrou, si s-a urcat un pusti, care avea in mana o punga de aurolac. Un nene de langa mine, i-a dat bani. (pentru ca evident copilul cersea). Si nu m-am putut abtine sa nu ma uit cumva stramb la el, pentru ca, mi se parea aiurea. Il vezi cu punga de aurolac in mana, si ii dai bani. De ce nu ii sapi groapa direct? E clar ca nu o sa se duca sa isi ia bomboane cu banii de la tine.
Tot legat de fenomenul cersetoriei, am observat in ultima vreme, tot mai multi cersetori cu pancarde pe care scrie : “Sunt bolnav de epilepsie”. O fi o moda? Toti s-au imbolnavit de eplilepsie?
Zilele trecute, de fapt mai exact ieri, in metrou, era un tip imbracat ca un clown, care facea smecherii cu niste mingi si cu inca niste chestii care aratau ca 3 popice mai mari. Si ma uitam eu asa la el, si ma intrebam de ce a ales sa faca treaba asta , si nu se angajeaza undeva , unde ar avea un salariu constant, si nu ar fi nevoit sa faca chestii de astea prin metrou, ca sa faca un ban. Tipu era cam la 25-27 de ani, perfect sanatos la prima vedere, destul de bine facut, cum ar zice bunica “in plina putere”. Si stateam asa, uitandu-ma la el, si intrebandu-ma in sinea mea, de ce nu se duce si el sa se angajeze pe un santier, sau altundeva, decat sa faca treaba asta prin metrou. Nu am putut sa imi raspund. Presupun ca oricum ala castiga mai bine ca mine intr-o luna, dar tot nu mi se pare ok. Adica, nu incurajez cersetoria sub nici o forma a ei. Si asta era tot un mod de a cersi, chiar daca el macar facea ceva concret pentru a primi niste bani. Ok, nu era cersetorie de intins mana si atat, dar tot nu mi se pare ok.
Sunt cativa cersetori faimosi prin Bucuresti. Gen, tiganu fara picioare care calatoreste pe skateboard. De ce i-as da aluia bani? Sau mai era una, pe care nu prea am mai vazut-o, care canta la orga si avea un soi de handicap. Oricum, ce nu inteleg eu , e de ce majoritatea care cersesc, nu se straduiesc un pic sa isi ia un job decent. Sunt sigura ca s-ar gasi. Adica, de exemplu , toate tigancile cu copii care cersesc. Pai numai pentru faptul ca au copii, statul le ajuta material cumva. La fel si tanti cu orga. Statul sigur ii da un sprijin material. Mie mi se pare chestie de lene si de comoditate.
Acum cativa ani, eram tot asa, in metrou, si s-a urcat un pusti, care avea in mana o punga de aurolac. Un nene de langa mine, i-a dat bani. (pentru ca evident copilul cersea). Si nu m-am putut abtine sa nu ma uit cumva stramb la el, pentru ca, mi se parea aiurea. Il vezi cu punga de aurolac in mana, si ii dai bani. De ce nu ii sapi groapa direct? E clar ca nu o sa se duca sa isi ia bomboane cu banii de la tine.
Tot legat de fenomenul cersetoriei, am observat in ultima vreme, tot mai multi cersetori cu pancarde pe care scrie : “Sunt bolnav de epilepsie”. O fi o moda? Toti s-au imbolnavit de eplilepsie?
luni, 15 martie 2010
Saturn
Sunt unele lucruri departe.
Ni se pare departe sa fim noi intr-un oras, si altcineva, un prieten, de exemplu, sa fie in alt oras. Spunem ca nu putem ajunge imediat, de exemplu in Africa, pentru ca e “departe”. Poti sta langa o persoana si sa o simti “departe”. Conceptul de “departe”, difera atat de mult de la om la om, incat “departe” in conceptia mea, poate fi “aproape” in conceptia ta. Sau a altei persoane.
Dar exista acel “departe”, care e “departe” pentru toata lumea.- Spatiul.
In mijlocul Bucurestiului, se afla Observatorul Astronomic "Amiral Vasile Urseanu".
Cam prost pozitionat, dupa parerea mea, insa un loc unde “departe’, parca nu mai e atat de “departe”.
Cand m-am uitat prin telescopul lor imens, am crezut ca nu vad bine…stiam ca e acolo, citisem despre el, vazusem 18282939 imagini, stiam ca e acolo in spatiul imens, insa cand l-am vazut live, nu mi-a venit sa cred. Chiar era acolo, aproape palpabil…SATURN. Superb, de o culoare fantastica, stralucitor, cu ale lui inele. Reactia normala a fost un “wow” scapat din adancul sufletului. Aproape ca nu imi venea sa cred. Pot spune ca m-a marcat sa il vad prin telescop. Nu stiu sa explic, dar faptul acesta a avut un impact deosebit asupra mea.
Mereu am fost o fire curioasa, care a dorit sa stie mai mult, care a vrut raspunsuri…sa zicem ca am primit confirmarea ca Saturn chiar e acolo. Si de cand l-am vazut, imaginea lui ma fascineaza..si mi-a ramas pe retina.
Siteul Observatorului il aveti aici. Iar calendarul cu urmatoarele evenimente astronomice, aici.
Va doresc o zi buna in continuare, ma duc sa visez la Saturn.
joi, 11 martie 2010
luni, 8 martie 2010
playlist de chill-mood instant
De cateva zile, bine de mai multe zile, ascult obsesiv un playlist. Si melodiile sunt una si una. Si am observat ca in fiecare melodie gasesc cate un vers care ma atinge subtil, dar foarte profound, si pe care il remarc de fiecare data cand ascult melodia. Pe langa faptul ca anumite melodii au semnificatii speciale, si nu au cum sa nu ma atinga, celelalte formeaza un tot unitar care ma baga intr-o stare de chill instant. Versurile ar fi cam urmatoarele:
-Smile, without a reason why
Love, as if you were a child
Smile, no matter what they tell you
Don't listen to a word they say
'Cause life is beautiful that way
-And the scars run together, mixing the nerves with the blood
-the sky is filled with dirt, and everything is so wrong
-Your mouth, so hot
Your web, I'm caught
Your skin, so wet
Black lace, on sweat
-(Chin up, chin up)
You don't really have a problem
(Chin up, chin up)
In your hour of despair
And smile when you're down and out
(Find something inside you)
Smile when you're down and out
(Find something inside you)
The stars on the horizon
Stretch as far as the eyes can see
They represent the souls of those like you and me
-i forced myself onto my brother, I made him watch me swell.
And when we'd sit 'round the kitchen table,
He would whip out his brand new blade.
He'd scratch out words in the wood of the table.
I never could tell what they say,
But I could tell they were dirty. Dirty, dirty.
Lord they were dirty. Dirty. Dirty, dirty.
Lord they were.
I brought them words on down to the elementary,
I pull them boys behind the elementary wall,
And I spoke them words hard--yes, I did.
-My true love went riding out in white and green and gray
Past the pale of Offa's Wall where she was wont to stray
And there she came upon a white and wounded fawn
Singing, oh, oh, the hazards of love!
-Here on these cliffs of Dover
So high you can't see over
And while your head is spinning
Hold tight, it's just beginning
Meet me on my vast veranda
My sweet, untouched Miranda
And while the seagulls are crying
We fall but our souls are flying
And oh, my love, my love
And oh, my love, my love
We both go down together
-Today was one where, lost in thought
I really feel I am
Losing not an ounce of what
You see in me, my lamb
If you're not with me tomorrow
That would be the worst
I'm glad I dream of what I dream of
Today a thing was burst
O all around
O all around
It's kept together moving all around
-i got elastic bands keepin my shoes on.
Got those swollen hand blues.
I Got thirteen channels of shit on the T.V. to choose from.
I've got electric light.
And I got second sight.
Got amazing powers of observation.
And that is how I know
When I try to get through
On the telephone to you
There'll be nobody home.
-O take it O take me
O Take it so easy
O make it O make me
O kneel down and please me
O Lady O Boy
Show how you want me
and do it so everyone sees me
We have a new leaf to show the world
glad we do, we had to come upon it
seems we put our money down
On black and even and the new leaf
well we won it
-The boy that she loved, has disappeared
He’s gone, behind a wall(...)
Just as war has no mercy, Love has no pride
-Well, you're my friend
And can you see
Many times we've been out drinking
Many times we've shared our thoughts
But did you ever, ever notice, the kind of thoughts I got
-Fallen I am
Fallen am I
Like the snow on the ground
When the winter comes ‘round
Fallen I am
Fallen am I
Neither sign nor star
Has ever fallen so far
…has ever fallen so far…
-Dear Mother, we’ve all got bad days, and I know you’ll understand.
Where we open up a foreign door with a pair of foreign hands.
Where we find ourselves alone at the foot of a pair of foreign stairs.
-Lean into me, darling
Though the war in light is falling
I'm an awesome dreamer
In the mirrored light of star-far galaxy
Oh, and I lift us up, lift us up, lift us up
People don't you wonder
How the lord has brought you under
And demons lied I'm dreaming
To the nakedness I'm scheming
Oh, and I lift us up, lift us up, lift us up
Lifted up above the lie lie
'Twas the wonder of my life
And the creature form of Superwolf
Will meet you eye to eye
And when I wrap around you
Ain't it wonderful I found you ?
And God in all his stature
In his nakedness
-i am to high to move my body
I am to high to even see
I am to high to even love that neighbour
I am to high to say a prayer for me
help me if you can (4x)
help me if you can
help me if you can
help me if you can
I am to high to be your boyfriend
But I’m not high to speak my mind
If I think you should be gangbanged by me
and four friends wearing balaclavas
I’ll tell you while looking you in the eye
fuck you if I can
-if you haven't had kids so far
the way that they'll be is the way that you are
here at the bottom of the barrel
-What did you do when you saw that I'd gone
did you stand very still and did tears come falling?
O you want that picture don't you darling
of poor little me standing there bawling?
well it's true that I cried
but then I went outside
and I stood very still in the night
and I looked at the sky
and knew someday I'd die
and then everything would be all right
it's all right
and everything comes
down to this
that everything there ever was
or will be
is all there is
-There ain't nothin' that isn't in my way
And like the fool I am for my own gain I pray
You say you found, way back inside my closet
Old bones upon bones and joints upon sockets
-she was not one of them.
She never had a friend.
She was the one, that got teased.
She was not one of them.
She always stands alone.
Nobody gave her a chance.
She was always pushed around.
She was not one of them.
-I am a mountain, I am a tall tree
Oh, I am a swift wind, sweeping the country
I am a river down in the valley
Oh, I'm a vision and I can see clearly
If anybody asks you who I am
Just stand up tall, look 'em in the face and say
I am a giant, I am an eagle
Oh, I am a lion down in the jungle
I am a marching band, I am the people
Oh, I am a helping hand, I am a hero
If anybody asks you who I am
Just stand up tall, look 'em in the face and say
I'm that mountain peak up high
I'm that star up in the sky
Hey, I made it, I'm the world's greatest
I'm that little bit of hope
With my back against the ropes
I can feel it, I'm the world's greatest
-You're the one that reaches me
You're the one that I admire
Every time we meet together
I feel like I'm on fire
Nothin' matters to me
And there's nothin' I desire
'Cept you, yeah you
-I steal
A look
Between the blinds,
I unwind
She sleeps
In comfort
In my arms
She is plain,
But she is mine
Our child
Is silent
But awake
I run my hand
Through his hair
I teach him manners
And how
To stick up
For himself
When things get bad
I tell him "son, never throw the first punch
And if you must fight,
Make it clean"
-Well, tonight we sleep in a thousand star hotel Among the stars and where they fell through the turning sky Where the twilight creeps in slow motion carousel Our thousand star hotel where fire flies I know that you're scared that I'm gonna hurt you I know that you're thinking I'm a little too sad and wild
-The dawn is breaking
A light shining through
you're barely waking
i'm entangled up in you yeah
But i'm open you're closed
where i follow you'll go
i worry i won't see your face
light up again
even the best fall down sometime
even the wrong words seem too right
out of the doubt that fills my mind
somehow find you and i collide
i'm quiet you know
you make a first impression
but i've find those scared to know
i'm always on your mind
-People are stranger
People in danger
People are stranger
People deranged or
-Now that she’s back in the atmosphere
With drops of Jupiter in her hair, hey, hey, hey, hey
She acts like summer and walks like rain
Reminds me that there’s time to change, hey, hey, hey, hey
Since the return from her stay on the moon
She listens like spring and she talks like June, hey, hey, hey, hey
hey, hey, hey, hey
Tell me, did you sail across the sun
Did you make it to the milky way to see the lights all faded
And that heaven is overrated
Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star
One without a permanent scar
And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there
Now that she’s back from that soul vacation
Tracing her way through the constellation, hey, hey, hey
mmmm.....
She checks out Mozart while she does tae-bo
Reminds me that there’s room to grow, hey, hey, hey, hey
yea...
Now that she’s back in the atmosphere
I’m afraid that she might think of me as plain ol jane
Told a story about a man who is too afraid to fly so he never did land
Tell me, did the wind sweep you off your feet
Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day
And head back to the milky way
And tell me, did Venus blow your mind
Was it everything you wanted to find
And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there
Can you imagine no love, pride, deep-fried chicken
Your best friend always sticking up for you, even when I know you’re wrong
Can you imagine no first dance, freeze dried romance five-hour phone
Conversation
The best soy latte that you ever had . . . and me
Tell me, did the wind sweep you off your feet
Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day
And head back toward the milky way
Tell me, did you sail across the sun
Did you make it to the milky way to see the lights all faded
And that heaven is overrated
Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star
One without a permanent scar
And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself
nah nah nah nah nah nah nah
nah nah nah nah nah nah nah
And did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day
nah nah nah nah nah nah
nah nah nah nah nah nah
And did you fall for a shooting star
Fall for a shooting star
nah nah nah nah nah nah
nah nah nah nah nah nah
Are you loney looking for yourself out there
-I fly like paper, get high like planes
If you catch me at the border I got visas in my name
If you come around here, I make 'em all day
I get one down in a second if you wait
-Smile, without a reason why
Love, as if you were a child
Smile, no matter what they tell you
Don't listen to a word they say
'Cause life is beautiful that way
-And the scars run together, mixing the nerves with the blood
-the sky is filled with dirt, and everything is so wrong
-Your mouth, so hot
Your web, I'm caught
Your skin, so wet
Black lace, on sweat
-(Chin up, chin up)
You don't really have a problem
(Chin up, chin up)
In your hour of despair
And smile when you're down and out
(Find something inside you)
Smile when you're down and out
(Find something inside you)
The stars on the horizon
Stretch as far as the eyes can see
They represent the souls of those like you and me
-i forced myself onto my brother, I made him watch me swell.
And when we'd sit 'round the kitchen table,
He would whip out his brand new blade.
He'd scratch out words in the wood of the table.
I never could tell what they say,
But I could tell they were dirty. Dirty, dirty.
Lord they were dirty. Dirty. Dirty, dirty.
Lord they were.
I brought them words on down to the elementary,
I pull them boys behind the elementary wall,
And I spoke them words hard--yes, I did.
-My true love went riding out in white and green and gray
Past the pale of Offa's Wall where she was wont to stray
And there she came upon a white and wounded fawn
Singing, oh, oh, the hazards of love!
-Here on these cliffs of Dover
So high you can't see over
And while your head is spinning
Hold tight, it's just beginning
Meet me on my vast veranda
My sweet, untouched Miranda
And while the seagulls are crying
We fall but our souls are flying
And oh, my love, my love
And oh, my love, my love
We both go down together
-Today was one where, lost in thought
I really feel I am
Losing not an ounce of what
You see in me, my lamb
If you're not with me tomorrow
That would be the worst
I'm glad I dream of what I dream of
Today a thing was burst
O all around
O all around
It's kept together moving all around
-i got elastic bands keepin my shoes on.
Got those swollen hand blues.
I Got thirteen channels of shit on the T.V. to choose from.
I've got electric light.
And I got second sight.
Got amazing powers of observation.
And that is how I know
When I try to get through
On the telephone to you
There'll be nobody home.
-O take it O take me
O Take it so easy
O make it O make me
O kneel down and please me
O Lady O Boy
Show how you want me
and do it so everyone sees me
We have a new leaf to show the world
glad we do, we had to come upon it
seems we put our money down
On black and even and the new leaf
well we won it
-The boy that she loved, has disappeared
He’s gone, behind a wall(...)
Just as war has no mercy, Love has no pride
-Well, you're my friend
And can you see
Many times we've been out drinking
Many times we've shared our thoughts
But did you ever, ever notice, the kind of thoughts I got
-Fallen I am
Fallen am I
Like the snow on the ground
When the winter comes ‘round
Fallen I am
Fallen am I
Neither sign nor star
Has ever fallen so far
…has ever fallen so far…
-Dear Mother, we’ve all got bad days, and I know you’ll understand.
Where we open up a foreign door with a pair of foreign hands.
Where we find ourselves alone at the foot of a pair of foreign stairs.
-Lean into me, darling
Though the war in light is falling
I'm an awesome dreamer
In the mirrored light of star-far galaxy
Oh, and I lift us up, lift us up, lift us up
People don't you wonder
How the lord has brought you under
And demons lied I'm dreaming
To the nakedness I'm scheming
Oh, and I lift us up, lift us up, lift us up
Lifted up above the lie lie
'Twas the wonder of my life
And the creature form of Superwolf
Will meet you eye to eye
And when I wrap around you
Ain't it wonderful I found you ?
And God in all his stature
In his nakedness
-i am to high to move my body
I am to high to even see
I am to high to even love that neighbour
I am to high to say a prayer for me
help me if you can (4x)
help me if you can
help me if you can
help me if you can
I am to high to be your boyfriend
But I’m not high to speak my mind
If I think you should be gangbanged by me
and four friends wearing balaclavas
I’ll tell you while looking you in the eye
fuck you if I can
-if you haven't had kids so far
the way that they'll be is the way that you are
here at the bottom of the barrel
-What did you do when you saw that I'd gone
did you stand very still and did tears come falling?
O you want that picture don't you darling
of poor little me standing there bawling?
well it's true that I cried
but then I went outside
and I stood very still in the night
and I looked at the sky
and knew someday I'd die
and then everything would be all right
it's all right
and everything comes
down to this
that everything there ever was
or will be
is all there is
-There ain't nothin' that isn't in my way
And like the fool I am for my own gain I pray
You say you found, way back inside my closet
Old bones upon bones and joints upon sockets
-she was not one of them.
She never had a friend.
She was the one, that got teased.
She was not one of them.
She always stands alone.
Nobody gave her a chance.
She was always pushed around.
She was not one of them.
-I am a mountain, I am a tall tree
Oh, I am a swift wind, sweeping the country
I am a river down in the valley
Oh, I'm a vision and I can see clearly
If anybody asks you who I am
Just stand up tall, look 'em in the face and say
I am a giant, I am an eagle
Oh, I am a lion down in the jungle
I am a marching band, I am the people
Oh, I am a helping hand, I am a hero
If anybody asks you who I am
Just stand up tall, look 'em in the face and say
I'm that mountain peak up high
I'm that star up in the sky
Hey, I made it, I'm the world's greatest
I'm that little bit of hope
With my back against the ropes
I can feel it, I'm the world's greatest
-You're the one that reaches me
You're the one that I admire
Every time we meet together
I feel like I'm on fire
Nothin' matters to me
And there's nothin' I desire
'Cept you, yeah you
-I steal
A look
Between the blinds,
I unwind
She sleeps
In comfort
In my arms
She is plain,
But she is mine
Our child
Is silent
But awake
I run my hand
Through his hair
I teach him manners
And how
To stick up
For himself
When things get bad
I tell him "son, never throw the first punch
And if you must fight,
Make it clean"
-Well, tonight we sleep in a thousand star hotel Among the stars and where they fell through the turning sky Where the twilight creeps in slow motion carousel Our thousand star hotel where fire flies I know that you're scared that I'm gonna hurt you I know that you're thinking I'm a little too sad and wild
-The dawn is breaking
A light shining through
you're barely waking
i'm entangled up in you yeah
But i'm open you're closed
where i follow you'll go
i worry i won't see your face
light up again
even the best fall down sometime
even the wrong words seem too right
out of the doubt that fills my mind
somehow find you and i collide
i'm quiet you know
you make a first impression
but i've find those scared to know
i'm always on your mind
-People are stranger
People in danger
People are stranger
People deranged or
-Now that she’s back in the atmosphere
With drops of Jupiter in her hair, hey, hey, hey, hey
She acts like summer and walks like rain
Reminds me that there’s time to change, hey, hey, hey, hey
Since the return from her stay on the moon
She listens like spring and she talks like June, hey, hey, hey, hey
hey, hey, hey, hey
Tell me, did you sail across the sun
Did you make it to the milky way to see the lights all faded
And that heaven is overrated
Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star
One without a permanent scar
And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there
Now that she’s back from that soul vacation
Tracing her way through the constellation, hey, hey, hey
mmmm.....
She checks out Mozart while she does tae-bo
Reminds me that there’s room to grow, hey, hey, hey, hey
yea...
Now that she’s back in the atmosphere
I’m afraid that she might think of me as plain ol jane
Told a story about a man who is too afraid to fly so he never did land
Tell me, did the wind sweep you off your feet
Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day
And head back to the milky way
And tell me, did Venus blow your mind
Was it everything you wanted to find
And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there
Can you imagine no love, pride, deep-fried chicken
Your best friend always sticking up for you, even when I know you’re wrong
Can you imagine no first dance, freeze dried romance five-hour phone
Conversation
The best soy latte that you ever had . . . and me
Tell me, did the wind sweep you off your feet
Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day
And head back toward the milky way
Tell me, did you sail across the sun
Did you make it to the milky way to see the lights all faded
And that heaven is overrated
Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star
One without a permanent scar
And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself
nah nah nah nah nah nah nah
nah nah nah nah nah nah nah
And did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day
nah nah nah nah nah nah
nah nah nah nah nah nah
And did you fall for a shooting star
Fall for a shooting star
nah nah nah nah nah nah
nah nah nah nah nah nah
Are you loney looking for yourself out there
-I fly like paper, get high like planes
If you catch me at the border I got visas in my name
If you come around here, I make 'em all day
I get one down in a second if you wait
marți, 2 martie 2010
Buuuun
Deci. Circuland cu metroul, cand astept metroul, evident, ca ma holbez in ecranele de la metrou. Si acolo uneori vezi chestii interesante, alteori nu. Zilele trecute, probabil cu ocazia inceputului lunii martie, care e considerata “luna femeilor”, era o treaba care avea ca titlu ceva de genul ‘barbati vs femei”. Si erau punctate niste chestii, gen “femeile clipesc mai des ca barbatii”, sau “femeile rostesc cu nuj cat mai multe cuvinte ca barbatii” (altfel nu s-ar mai numi “femei” – parerea mea). Informatia care insa mi-a atras atentia a fost una de genul : “un barbat are in baie in medie 6 obiecte, pe cand o femeie vreo patru sute si ceva”….
Hmmm, asta chiar m-a pus pe ganduri. Adica, ma gandeam eu, sunt constienta ca am baia plina de prostii, si ca pe unele le folosesc din an in paste, da sa fie chiar vreo 400…. Am zis ca o sa numar cand ajung acasa, macar asa informativ, sa vad daca o fi chiar pe bune.
Deci, sa incep cu informatiile de baza. Noi in casa suntem 3. 2 fete si un baiat. Buuun. M-am dus in baia noastra. Si am inceput sa numar. La socoteala a dat cam asa:
- existau 4 geluri de dus din care unu al tipului. Deci pt gagici mai raman 3. In medie un gel de dus jumate per gagica.
- 8 sampoane din care unu al tipului. Deci 7 ale noastre, rezulta in medie 3,5 sampoane de gagica. E cam exagerat ce-i drept….eiiii…samponul de zi cu zi, samponul de mers in club, samponul de agatzat si jumatea de sampon pentru zilele in care nu conteaza. : ) . glumesc eu glumesc da cred ca sarisem putin calu’ : ).
- Iar 2 geluri de dus…..hmmmmm
- 3 masti de par
- 3 deodorante (mai exista vreo 2 prin restul casei, deci hai 5 de la mine)
- 4 spray-uri de corp – din categoria chestii inutile pe care le folosesc din an in paste
- 3 fonduri de ten - evident nici unul al tipului
- 4 sapunuri solide incepute si inca vreo 5 nedesfacute… ne spalam,ne spalam
- 1 sapun lichid – pentru ca suntem niste delicate
- 7 truse de fard – la vedere, cele care nu se vedeau…cred ca mai erau inca vreo 20…eiiiiii, si voi acum…e vorba de nuante. : )
- 8 creioane dermatograf – diferite culori, ce-i drept
- 3 creme de fata (la vedere, sigur se ascund mai multe)
- 3 chestii de fixat parul sub diverse forme – diferite- da?
- 9 rujuri la vedere
- vreo 3 balsamuri de buze
- 5 rimeluri- pentru gene mai lungi, pentru gene curbate, pentru gene impopotonate, pentru gene negre, pentru gene mazgalite. Deci, nu degeaba. : )
- 3 glossuri
- 3 tusuri - tot asa, linii mai delicate, linii mai mari etc…
- 4 prosoape
- 4 periute de dinti – una a tipului
- 3 tuburi de pasta de dinti
- 2 sticle de spirt
- 9 creme de corp – yoy
- + alte vreo 20 de truse de fard care nu se vedeau
- + alte vreo 10 rimeluri care erau pe acolo
- + alte vreo 7 creioane dermatograf, in majoritate negre
- + multa hartie igienica (da, hai radeti)
- si aproximativ vreo 30 de parfumuri (numai in baie) , mai exista vreo 15 prin casa, insirate.
Deci in concluzie, ma gandeam eu asa,de ce ar avea nevoie un tip? De o periuta de dinti, de un deodorant, de un aparat de barbierit, de un gel de dus si de un sampon. Strictul necesar. De ce ar avea nevoie o femeie….eiiiii, se cam vede. Nu mai specific ca sunt o gramada de alta cacaturi, nimicuri, care nu sunt la vedere. Sau articole care se repeta. Dar, NU SUNT 400. si ceva. Deci aia mancau cacat. Oricum ar fi, sunt multe cacaturi pentru un om. Dar sa zicem ca toata suma asta se imparte la 2. Hai ca ne-am scos decent. : D
Later edit: am uitat sa specific absorbantele, absorbantele zilnice si ob-urile. :) nu erau la vedere :)) (cateva cutii - "finutz" - se chema "stoc" )
Hmmm, asta chiar m-a pus pe ganduri. Adica, ma gandeam eu, sunt constienta ca am baia plina de prostii, si ca pe unele le folosesc din an in paste, da sa fie chiar vreo 400…. Am zis ca o sa numar cand ajung acasa, macar asa informativ, sa vad daca o fi chiar pe bune.
Deci, sa incep cu informatiile de baza. Noi in casa suntem 3. 2 fete si un baiat. Buuun. M-am dus in baia noastra. Si am inceput sa numar. La socoteala a dat cam asa:
- existau 4 geluri de dus din care unu al tipului. Deci pt gagici mai raman 3. In medie un gel de dus jumate per gagica.
- 8 sampoane din care unu al tipului. Deci 7 ale noastre, rezulta in medie 3,5 sampoane de gagica. E cam exagerat ce-i drept….eiiii…samponul de zi cu zi, samponul de mers in club, samponul de agatzat si jumatea de sampon pentru zilele in care nu conteaza. : ) . glumesc eu glumesc da cred ca sarisem putin calu’ : ).
- Iar 2 geluri de dus…..hmmmmm
- 3 masti de par
- 3 deodorante (mai exista vreo 2 prin restul casei, deci hai 5 de la mine)
- 4 spray-uri de corp – din categoria chestii inutile pe care le folosesc din an in paste
- 3 fonduri de ten - evident nici unul al tipului
- 4 sapunuri solide incepute si inca vreo 5 nedesfacute… ne spalam,ne spalam
- 1 sapun lichid – pentru ca suntem niste delicate
- 7 truse de fard – la vedere, cele care nu se vedeau…cred ca mai erau inca vreo 20…eiiiiii, si voi acum…e vorba de nuante. : )
- 8 creioane dermatograf – diferite culori, ce-i drept
- 3 creme de fata (la vedere, sigur se ascund mai multe)
- 3 chestii de fixat parul sub diverse forme – diferite- da?
- 9 rujuri la vedere
- vreo 3 balsamuri de buze
- 5 rimeluri- pentru gene mai lungi, pentru gene curbate, pentru gene impopotonate, pentru gene negre, pentru gene mazgalite. Deci, nu degeaba. : )
- 3 glossuri
- 3 tusuri - tot asa, linii mai delicate, linii mai mari etc…
- 4 prosoape
- 4 periute de dinti – una a tipului
- 3 tuburi de pasta de dinti
- 2 sticle de spirt
- 9 creme de corp – yoy
- + alte vreo 20 de truse de fard care nu se vedeau
- + alte vreo 10 rimeluri care erau pe acolo
- + alte vreo 7 creioane dermatograf, in majoritate negre
- + multa hartie igienica (da, hai radeti)
- si aproximativ vreo 30 de parfumuri (numai in baie) , mai exista vreo 15 prin casa, insirate.
Deci in concluzie, ma gandeam eu asa,de ce ar avea nevoie un tip? De o periuta de dinti, de un deodorant, de un aparat de barbierit, de un gel de dus si de un sampon. Strictul necesar. De ce ar avea nevoie o femeie….eiiiii, se cam vede. Nu mai specific ca sunt o gramada de alta cacaturi, nimicuri, care nu sunt la vedere. Sau articole care se repeta. Dar, NU SUNT 400. si ceva. Deci aia mancau cacat. Oricum ar fi, sunt multe cacaturi pentru un om. Dar sa zicem ca toata suma asta se imparte la 2. Hai ca ne-am scos decent. : D
Later edit: am uitat sa specific absorbantele, absorbantele zilnice si ob-urile. :) nu erau la vedere :)) (cateva cutii - "finutz" - se chema "stoc" )
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