One centimeter short

I can manage… a bank account… I can manage… a forum… I can manage… to read stuff that’s written on the paper… accept them, once in a while. I can manage… a schedule in a practical way… but when it comes to life I can’t manage, I can’t.

The duck’s eggs hatched… one of the duckling was gray… he was ugly and brave… walked the world looking for a place to belong to… He did not steal the peacock’s feathers… he believed in its own beauty… off he went on his journey… with just one destination. If dreamers are focused… sometimes they get scared.

Sometimes the go see cities and stop… outside the walls thinking… “I’ve reached you”… they are but one centimeter short… of their goal.

Now to dream and to achieve are too different things… struggle… pain… sorrow… sacrifices… all come together… like a six pack beer… you drink one… then the another… the more you drink… the more it gets bitter… I don’t drink but… once in a while… I have to sip too… so I won’t get drunk… the next time someone offers me something with… a smile.

It tastes like shit… but you can’t refuse… that’s how life… works… as a pretty hostess…. Pretty hostess higher bill.

So when I said no… to peacock’s feather… off I went… by myself.. in the world… beer after beer… I found out… the bitter taste of life. We are here but to suffer… we are here to hang on… we are here to dare flying.. although we are simply… birds who can swim.

And so I’ll waddle… chained… to the ground… looking up… at the sky… down at the cities… whose walls I want to cross… I make choices…. To suffer and go… to limp and don’t stop… to never look back… loose my left eye.

But life I will grope… with my heart throbbing… those walls I’ll pull down… and never stop one centimeter… short of my goal… I’ll belong.

Who said journey… is the destination… was not an ugly duck…. had no bank account.

la mia prof di letteratura fa: trovate una tesi...
deda: prof esiste la parola "salvifico" in inglese?
la prof: controllo (e apre il dizionario)
Nabeel: che vuol dire salvifico?
deda: che salva...
nabeel: perche' lo vuoi sapere?
deda: la mia tesi e' sul ruolo salvifico di ROmen in "love".
la prof: esiste... salvific...
deda: come si scrive?
la prof" s a l v i f c

La classe prende nota.

Nabeel: (alla prof) cosa vuol dire salvifico?
la prof: che salva... (o almeno ci prova hahahah).
deda: viene dal latino, doveva esserci in inglese... come matricida...
Jeanne: ma non si dice patricida quando un padre uccide i figli?
deda: patricida e' un figlio che uccide il padre... Edipo e' patricida...
Jeanne: come si chiama un padre che uccide il figlio?
Deda: infanticida....
La prof: salvifico.. mi piace sta parola la usero' tutto il giorno...
Nabeel: della serie al posto di dire buongiorno?
Jeanne: eeh? io nello scorso compito ho scritto che Sethe era patricida...
Deda: (tra se' e se') e ci credo che hai preso C -.... (alla ragazza) beh hai scritto che sethe ha ucciso suo padre, non che ha ammazzato Beloved...
prof: salvifico....
Deda: (tra se' e se') e questa sta facendo un phd in letteratura...
prof: suona come... kafkesco...
Deda: qual'e' la differenza tra kafkesco e kafkiano?
la prof: controllo... ( e riparte col dizionario)
Nabeel : ma perche' salvifico?
la prof: trovato la differenza tra kafkiano e kafkesco e' che... kafkesco non esiste!

risata generale... e questa signori miei e' la mia classe di letteratura americana.

Mi piaceva sto post che ho scritto:


Tesoro della zia, benvenuto nel mondo dei sacrifici Inca. (o erano i
maya, forse erano gli aztechi).... Beh non importa, di fatto il re si
siede davanti ai suou sudditi, si perfora il labbro ed inizia a
sanguinare fino quasi a morirne... viene poi curato e rimesso in forze
e appena e' guarito ricomincia il rituale di nuovo da capo.

Ma questo re lo fa per tradizioni, per fede religiosa, per
appartenenza ad una razza, e per il bene del suo popolo. Dimmi il tuo
sacrificio a chi lo offri?

Tornare amico con una persona per non perderla significa valutare
questa persona come un essere speciale ed indispensabile della nostra
vita... lo si fa perche' ci sono esseri speciali che noi adoriamo...
ma va fatto indipendentemente dalla nostra infatuazione romantica per
loro (ergo innomaramento).

La sottoscritta anche ha rischiato una situazione simile... ma ha
posto una linea: non voglio perdere questa persona e l'infatuazione e'
il mio ostacolo... se sei innamorato e patisci da amico non sei amico.
ti parra' drastica come cosa... ed e' difficile realizzare un distacco
tale ma si puo' farlo. A questo punto voglio che tu midica onestamente
se questa persona vale la pena di tenerla come amica o se ti stai
ingannando perche' ne sei innamorato e faresti di tutto per tenertela
accanto.

Il mio e' un amico prezioso, indipendentemente dall'infatuazione, era
l'adorazione per la persona che mi ha portata a ragionare... non
voglio restargli accanto come amica perche' e' il solo modo che ho per
restargli accanto... voglio che questa persona sia mia amica, e di
conseguenza mi resta accanto come amico.
Col tempo (due anni circa) ho allenato il mio cervello a vedere questa
persona come un amico ed un amico fraterno, gli ho trovato la ragazza,
gli risolvo i problemi amorosi, quando ha avuto casini con la ex,
mentre tutti lo consolavano, io solo l'ho rimproverato... e per il mio
rimprovero ne e' venuto fuori.

non sono una persona che consola, sono una persona che si siede
osserva la situazione e se c'e' da picchiare picchia. E di solito
picchio, per il semplice motivo che ci sono tantissime persone
meravigliose la' fuori che restano impantanati in situazione vischiose
solo per il vizio di volersi incaponire.

Non ti incaponire Nameless, non e' facile venirne fuori, ma quello che
ti sto suggerendo e', se vuoi tenerti accanto questa persona ed
esserle amico, inizia a vederla come un'amica e basta. Se continui a
provare amore ed a patire non solo non ne viene niente di buono per te
stesso, ma farai del male all'amicizia.
questi sono rapporti deleteri che non aiutano te, non aiutano lei, non
portano l'amicizia da nessuna parte... nessuno cresce.... e magari lei
si fa la sua bella vita tranquilla e paciosa e tu ti crogioli nel
dolore da bravo narcisisita.

Non voglio fare la guastafeste ma pensaci, vuoi questa persona come
tua amica? trattala da amica! Se vuoi da lei qualcosa di piu'...
staccatene! Staccatene ora... se non la vedi, non le parli, non la
pensi, fa male all'inizio ma poi passa... ed un giorno ti svegli che
non ti ricordi il suono della sua voce e non sei piu' sicuro del
colore dei suoi occhi.....

Passo per luoghi comuni se vuoi, ma il medico pietoso fa la piaga
purulenta, la piaga va in cancrena ed infetta l'arto... se l'arto e'
infetto va amputato. Talvolta dobbiamo farci del male per il nostro
bene (come, farci un salasso, o tirare una craniata contro il muro per
tornare sobri)... ma tu per prima devi capire che persino questa
situazione dolorosa e' una situazione di comodo ed e' una forma di
narcisismo....

Ci vuole coraggio. Contrariamente a quello che ti dira' chiunque
altro... di restare e patire e poi provarci o di restare in
silenzio... o di andarti a cercare un'altra donna... io dico
semplicemente o trovi la strada dell'amicizia o quella dell'abbandono.

Al solito ho fatto un papiro. Potrai non credermi, ma ti capisco
benissimo. Potrai non credermi (ed e' una cosa della quale sto
cercando di convincermi anche io, visto che fare la vedova non mi si
addice)... ma non siamo destinati ad una sola persona... non esiste
the one, l'anima gemella.... ma esistono persone piu' o meno adatte a noi.

Prenditi del tempo per rifletterci, forse quella persona non e' adatta.

Wah ne ho pensata una spettacolosa!

I pensieri sono come le cerase, uno segue l'altro!!! Certi vengono su
a grappoli! Non tutti sono succosi, taluni sono dolci, ma si spera che
tutti abbiano un nocciolo (altrimenti cerasa geneticamente
modificata!!!!).... che pero' tutti cerchiamo di estrapolare... mhhh!!!


translations: thoughts are like cherries. One follow the other. Some come together like a grape! Not all of them are juicy! Some are sweet! But all of the, we hope to have a core, that we try to pull out... (no core? Ogm cherry hahahaha)

nevermind. ^^"

http://www.cube-creative.com/page_akoacacere_mov.htm

I am in love... my friend sent me the link to a short film... I don't know how he got ahold of it but I am in love with it. It's a short animated film, about two or three minutes and it's timed to a French song. Now the song per se' is simply adorable but the animation is one of the most expressive things I have ever seen in my life.
I watched it ten times in a row and felt deeply moved by it, amused, enraged and so many other emotions that are so hard to describe...
I think its creator has the best sense of timing ever and a great sense of story... the way he interpreted the song and timed the animation to it is simply stunning.
The different images of love portayed in this short are so real and so familiar one cannot dispute or argue love is not like that.

I love it. It's great. It is fenomenal animation, it is great storytelling, deeply emotional, great timing, awesome senso of humor, so much tendernes... it is just adorable and it's the cutest thing I have ever seen in my life, it's cuter than kitty cats, doggies and babies... it is simply so very human... I am in love.

deda

So I have decided for romance novel and today I sent a query of "the pirate Balthasar" to Halper Collins...

I wonder if I am good with romantic stories at least.
I should check out what a query should precisely be though, cuz I suspect that, what I sent, was more of a synopsis.

I also sent Goldenice.

~Te form.

itte ikimasu go
magatte magarimasu turn
tomatte tomarimasu stop
toutte tourimasu go through
misete misemasu to show
naratte naraimasu to learn
oshiete oshiemasu to teach
notte norimasu get on
norikaete norikaemasu trasnfer
orite orimasu get off
dete dekimasu get out
kite kimasu come (imasu)
shite shimasu do (imasu)
mite mimasu to see
hanashite hanashimasu talk, speak (shimasu/shite)
kiite kikimasu listen (kimasu/ite)
isoide isogimasu to hurry (gimasu/ite)
itte ikimasu to go
yonde yomimasu read (mimasu/nde)
shinde shinimasu die (nimasu/nde)
asonde asobimasu to play (bimasu/nde)
tatte tachimasu stand (chimasu/tte)
magatte magarimasu turn (rimasu/tte)
katte kaimasu buy (imasu/tte)
nete nemasu sleep (masu/te)
tabete tabemasu eat (masu/te)
okiete okimasu
kaite kakimasu write (kimasu/iite)
nonde nomimasu drink (mimasu/nde)
karite karimasu borrow
haitte hairimasu enter
suwatte suwarimasu sit down
tsukatte tsukaimasu use
sutte suimasu smoke
totte torimasu take a picture

I was coming back home... got off from BART at 10 PM.
On my way up Powell street I hear a group of people singing a cappella.
I turn around just in time to see this group of 8 men get off the cable car singing some old song.
I reminded me of the Music Man.
Although I just had a very tough day, that joy put me in a good mood too.
So I smiled and said to myself: why would I live anywhere else in the world?

先しゅのしゅまつ　ともだちたちと　くるまでロスアンゼルスに　行きました。
シッグラフへ行きました。　シッグラフは　アニメとコンピュターグラフィックのたいかい。
サンフランシスコを出きました、　うれしくて　げんきです。
やっぱり、サンフランシスコからロスァンゼルスまでくるまで六時間ぐらい　かかりました。
てんきはよかったです、でもあついなまりましたねえ。
火曜日シッグラフに行きました。「うそ、そのばしょ。。。そのばしょは。。。おおきいねえ。」
人が大いでした。デダはばちがいでした。
ここ、あそこ、わたしたち　聞きました、　　見ました。。。こころはいつもどきどきする。
「すてきねえ。。。きれいねえ。。。」。でもこころはもういちどどきどきする。。。じつはこわかったです。
すると,　メインフロァー行きました。
やっぱり、Disneyと Dreamworksと Bluesky と　Pixarもがありました。
「ポルチュフォ－リョーを見って下さい。」
あのさ、じつはdisneyの アーチストになるはわたしのゆめだから。。。こわかったです。
コンヴェンションの後でアイホップに行きました。たまごを二つ食べました。
「デダバカ、もっともっとさくひんいるんだろう、ねえ。」
disneyの アルチストになるはむずかしです。わかりますよ。がんばる。
しんじて、いつかうんぜったいできる。
金曜日、イウニベルサルストウジョスに行きました。
よかったです。でも、どこでも　水があります。ときどき　デダは　ぬれるでした。それは。。やっかいでした。だいきらい、ほんとにだいきらいでした。
どうして水がありましたか。Jurassica park と shrek と Jaws。。。すべてのもの
つばをかく。
つまらなかったねえ。
来年ジスニランドに行きったい。
日本まちも行きました。じつあは　日本まちの名前はリッチュル東京でした。食べのはおいしくてやすいかったです。カレライスを食べました。でも本やはまあまあでした。
日曜日サンフランシスコへかえりました。
やすみはたのしくておもしろかったです。
でもいまはつかれたねえ。
　

昨日　きのう
今日　きょう
明日　あした
先月　せんげつ
今月　こんげつ
来月　らいげつ

来年　らいねん
今年　ことし

毎日　まいにち
毎月　まいげつ
毎年　まいねん
毎朝　まいあさ
毎晩　まいばん

朝ごはん　あさごはん
朝食　　　　ちょうしょく
昼ごはん　ひるごはん
昼食　　　　ちゅうしょく
晩ごはん　ばんごはん
伴食　　　　ばんしょく

毎日　昼ごはん　サンドイッチ　を　食べます。
毎朝　新聞　を　読みます。そして　コーヒー　を　飲みます。
昨日　はじごとへ　行きませんてした。えいがを　みました。
ホワイトさんは先月　カリフォルニアから　日本へ　来ました。
東京　　から　京都　まで　どのぐらいかかりますか。　三時間ぐらいです。
北口　北海道　東口　　東京　西口　南口　南アメリカ。
あのかどの先に　先生のおらくが　あります。　本屋と図書館の間てす。
名前の右に　日にちも　書いて下さい。
外に出ます。するとうちの後ろに　大きい木が　あります。
あの人は　読書がすきです。毎晩　外国の本を　読みます。
入口の上に　とけいがあります。今　午前　九時十分です。
今日　デパートへ　行って、買いちのを　しました。今　お金　ありません。
　

Time will give me reason.
To give up in front of victory at the sight of dangers proves nothing but cowardice.
No need to be cautious. It's hard to flip one's life upside down after all the sacrifices, after all that's been done, but even those sacrifices were done with a purpose and will come in handy one day.
Time will prove me right.

Have you ever noticed how in everymovie when they have to show that particular moment where everything goes wrong for the hero, they usually show it with a montage of sequences and scenes over a sad song?

Like for example... Evita had this moment after she got to Buenos Aires and the song was Another Suitcase in another hall... and then, maybe there's the escalation right after that.

I wish in real life as well that moment passed as fast as montage sequence and was as long as a five minutes song.... I wish it were... but it's not.

Movies are so good at tricking the audience sometimes! >:(

I just realized my last post was half Japanese (meant to) and half Italian (not meant to). It is obvious I was stressed over studying and some grammar rules are understandable to me only through Italian, which follows similar rules, while English doesn't... Anyway I am going to try and post something in kana... I need to exercise.

My first essay was:

きのうはきにょびでした。わたしは　ゆうびんきょくへ　いきました。　じゅうにじごろ　ゆうびんきょくへ　いきました。　ゆうびんきょくは　つまらなかったです。　れつは　なかかったです。　にちじごろ　うちへ　かえりました。　ゆうびんきょくが　すきじゃありません。

Wonder what I was talking about? the post office... there was a long line, it was horrible, I hated it.

My second essay had a title: my week-end.

わたしのしゅうまつ。

わたしは　せんしゅうの　どようびに　ヨセミテ　へ　いきました。　わたしは、　かれしと　くるまで　いきました。　てんきは　よかったです。それに、　やまも　いんしょう手でした。わたしは、かれしと　しゅくじに　いきました。　たべものが　おいしかったです。でも、たかいかったです。ごご１１じ３０に　サンフランシスコへかえりました。

Something about going to Yosemite with a boyfriend by car, the weather was nice, the moutain was pretty, we went for food, it was delicious but expensive and we came back to san francisco at 11:30 p.m.

after that.... the big Jump. the question was what did I do last weekend... eeerrrr...
so, more or less it went:

このまえのしゅうまつ　ともだちのうちへ行きました。たいてい　イタリアの　テレビを見ます、でも　このまえのしゅうまつにほん　りょうりを　つくりました。わたしの　スペシャルは　おこのみやきです。それで　おこのみやきをつくりました。　たべものはおいしかったですけど、ともだちのだいどころは　ちいさいです。　だから　ふかいです。りょうりは　むずかしかったです。それに　たまごは　かたかったです。だめ　じゃありませんでした。でも　やわらかい　たまごが　だいすきです。
よるは　えいがをみました。　えいがの　なまえは　"ﾌﾞﾚｯｸｵｯｸﾀﾞｳﾝ"でした。おもしろかったです。ながったです。でもとてもこわかったです。ストーリーは　わかりませんでした。　ごご１１じに　うちへ　かえりました。
よるは　たいてい　アニメを見ます。いつも　しょくじの　とき　アニメ　を見ます。それから　ほんをよみます。
ジェーンオーステンが　好きです。ほん"ペルスエージオン”をよみます。きれいですけど”Pride and prejudice"は　もっともっと　きれいでした。ほんがもよくをみます。
おさむてずかせんせい　の　”３アドルフ”はよかったです。てずかせんせいのまんががすきです。たくみ　ですよ。　てすかせんせいの　ものがたりは　いつもおもしろいです。それにたのしです。でもときどき　かなしいです。しゅじんこうと　おくにんも　いつも　ただしいで。でもりょうほうは　わるいです。だから　えらぶのは　むずかしいです。だからりょうほう　すくです。りょうほうきらいです。とてもかっこいいですねえ。
らいねん、たんじょうびの　プレゼントは”てつわんアトム”です。うれしいです。
ときどき　しゅうまつはつまらないです。たいてい絵を描きます。たいてい選択をします。でも毎日週末です。だいきらいです。だかららいしゅのあき　カレッジ　へ　いきます。　各琴をならいます。おそらく、わたしも　いい　さっかに　なりたいです。うん、ぜったいできる。

aaaand, this one... get your own Japanese class cuz Deda ain't translating... too looong! Took me two hours to write. Dang! My teacher was impressed by my vocabulary, although many spelling errors and I switched tenses here and there, but fact is.. anime and manga has words like monogatari in their title... so I end up learning the most complicated words... but the useful ones!
Komarimashita nee!




　

brutto il nuovo layout di blogger sigh! T_T
vabbe'... Nihongo no noto.

1) TOPIC: soggetto wa, inclusione mo oppure contrasto wa.

2) PREDICATO:
temporale:
a)tempo generale... non seguito da particella.
b) tempo specifico seguito da Ni... kyou ni, Kinou ni...

partenza ed arrivo: kara > da
made > a

direzione: e ... tokyo e.... solo per i luoghi.

chi compie l'azione: ga... tanaka san ga.... sensei ga.

con chi: to.... con la moglie... kanai to.... kodomo to...

scopo: ni... per giocare a tenni... tennis ni.....

causa: de.... per colpa di.... kaze de... ame de....

come con che mezzi: de.... in macchina, col treno... kuruma de... densha de

certezza ed altri avverbi: zutto, futsu... etc etc

3) VERBO:

affermativo: Ikimasu
negativo : Ikimasen
affermativo passato: Ikimashita
negativo passato: ikimasu arimasen deshita.

Domande:

1) quando: itsu (quando)
itsu goro (piu' o meno quando/circa)
nan-nen (che anno)
nan-nichi (che data)
nan-gatsu (che mese)
nan-youbi (che giorno della settimana)
nan-ji (che ora)
nan-ji kara na-nji made (da che ora a che ora)

2) con chi: dare to (con chi)

3) come, per mezzo di : nan - de (come)
doyatte (con quale mezzo)

4) perche': doushite (perche')
nani o shi (per quale motivo)

5) dove : doko (dove)
dokoka (da qualche parte)

6) come : dou (com'e'?)
ikaga (com'e'?)

7) cosa: nani (cosa)
nanika (qualcosa)
donna (che)
donna mono (che tipo)

nani mo
dare mo
doko mo
piu' forma negativa del verbo = niente, nessuno, da nessuna parte.

Oh! How depressing my last blog was... my sister, I talked to her the morning after I got the news, she was going for one of those things whereby they have to do some sort of clensing of the uterus. She looked very tiny and very tired but she told me that my nephew had been more affectionate than usual, which left me to wonder how amazing it is that a child who is not even two years old could sense such a change in the mood of his mother.
I guess it was an instinct like the one animals show sometimes.... I don't know, but anyway I found myself telling her, that she can have another one anytime she wants and if she can't.... that bay right there was worthy seven children altogether. I am pretty sure she'll have another baby as soon as the occasion shows up, she is young and beside which baby wouldn't wanna have my sister as their mom. Not because it's my sister we are talking about, if she were not my siblings she would still be one of my favorite person on this planet. A person I would want as a friend. Maybe I never compltely saw my sister as just a sibling, it's pretty hard to describe this feeling I have. I was telling my auntie I think of my dad as my dad and my mom as my mom and her as my auntie but Olivia was never only my sister. She was first of all a childhood friend, someone who was always there for me when i needed and as long as I can remember too... then she also became the first person to accept me for who I was and came to understand me more than anybody else. She was someone I could rely upon, someone who took care of me... and after a while the roles kind of switched. This balance stayed unchanged fo many years, until she got married and I lost part of her to another person, and when she got a baby I lost one more part of her to this little kid.
For a long time, seeing my nephew I could not connect him to my sister. I knew he was familiy, but I could not conceive my sister (who I still see as an 8 years old little girl, since her face never changed in all these years), someone I saw as a child, could have had a baby. So, somehow, it was like... when you get a new pet, although this pet is a person (a miniature one, but indeed a person)!!!
Although I am crazy about my nephew because he is the son to one of my favorite persons in the world, there was always this feeling of envy in the back of my mind. He was like a black hole and sucked all of her attentions, all of her feelings, all of her energies to keep her all for himself. Once that was my role. In a way, he was hostile to me too... for some reason.
If he has to throw something at someone and there's twenty people in the room, you can bet he'll end up throwing the thing at me. So everytime we meet we study each other, after a while he looks at me with a look that says: I can see that you are my equal. I can foresee his actions and prevent them. He alwasy stare at me, in utmost surprise: how did you know I was going to do that? I always tell him: I know what you are thinking, I would have done the same.

Most people don't remember how they were like when they were children, that's why children seem most umpredictable to them and they end up treating children like aliens. To me whatever my nephew is about to do is crystal clear... because I myself had thought of doing the same thing a second before he did. Once I grabbed a table cloth and was about to pull it down and I put my hand on it and did not say anything, nor to scold him, not to alarm my mom.
So he looked at me and I say: come I give you a cooke but don't pull the tablecloth to steal the one I have, just ask for one.
He sat and I gave him cookie and he ran away with it. My mom said...: how can you keep your cool? he was about to spill hot cappuccino on himself!
I simply thought: If I yell he get scared and cries, if he can understand without me yelling so why getting all wokrd up about something it did not happened?
Unfortunately I cannot keep up with him all the time, I don't have the stamina, so I gladly hand him over to other people... and still sometimes I like him very much and sometimes I still don't.
Lately he has developed a temper very similar to my own, without my knowing.
My sister told me the other day: after I finally got rid of you I had to bear a clone of yours!!! It's a curse.
So she calls him Dedino, and she tries to keep him connected to me, she shows him pictures, my drawings and then we use the webcome.
She says sometimes he asks her if I am asleep, since the computer is off, but if she says no, then he asks her to turn it on and see if Deda is there.
I wonder if just thinks of me as the little lady who lives in the box. Once he looked at me and said: ugly!
Another time when he saw me he said: hello child!

Lately, everytime he sees me, he brightens up and laugh and shouts my name: dedaaaaa! dedaaaa!
Might have to do that I show him my Nemo toys, and he has some too, so he goes fetch his toys and shows them to me. Beside when he goes to visit my mom he plays with my toys and it's impressive to see that when my mom tells him not to damage them he shakes his hand and says : nononono no break, Deda toy.
So throught toys we finally found another connections, we both like the same things. So that's why he came to develop a new form or respect that makes me even more equal to him.
The other things he likes is the fact I sing to him. He likes to sing, for being only 20 months old, he is very much in tune and never forget a lyric of a song and sings with the right tempo too. This makes my sister very proud.
I spoke to him on the phone the other day, he was not going to talk back to me and looked at hims mom, confused.
He is still confused by the fact my sister and I have the same voice... only I kept repeating: this is deda! this is deda!
And when my sister told him: yes, it's deda!
Then he started yelling my name and made me laugh so much, I though if I were to open my window I could hear him without having to use to phone... so loud he was!!! hahahahaha
So then he sang and then, since he was going to sleep, of his own initiative he decided we had to hang up so he said: goodnight deda.
Leaving me and my sister surprised. So that's when she told me, alright, he wants to go to sleep, I've got to hang up.

This baby is lucky I am not close to him right now. I think until he is 3 years old he needs to be mywith my sister alone, so that she can help him build good morals foundations. If I were to be nearby I would monopolize him and allow him to do things my sister will never allow him to do: like drawing on the wall, for example.
On her point of view, it is vandalism, it is unpolite, he might end up doing it in someone else's house and that would be embarrassing.
On my point of view, creativity should not be stopped at any level if it is expressed in an artistic and none vandalic way.
A wall it's only a wall, paint costs nothing, giving too much importance to a wall that could be painted over and over again is stupid... there are more immanent things that are more valuable than material things... we don't own anything we buy, we simpli cross life borrowin a material body and not even our body his our, since we leave it behind when we die.

We should not care to much of it's tangible as... we should just let our knowledge grow and detach ourself from concept like, getting more... and more and more... while our spirit maybe starves and persihes.

What is the point of having a house with 20 bathroom when we only poop from one ass?

for once a typical day in my life.
The mailman did not pass... I know I ma obsessed with the mail and the post office but... I have been waiting for a package 3 weeks already, it should have been here 2 weeks ago. sigh, and there was Howl's castle in it (the book) and a pirate Mickey Mouse, and an Osamu tezuka manga. sigh sigh sigh

I spent the whole day listening to Chage and Aska, put my winamp on random. Yeah, some of you might think it's cheap, commercail music... I like them though, it feels relaxing. It helps me with my Japanese too.
I understand many more words than I used to.


Then what else did I do. Send out some emails, taken a freelance, read some manga, read a book....
talked about my friend's love's trouble, talked about life and philosophy with my menthor.
and got the news that my sister had a miscarriage...

a typical day.

Italian movies.... well... and Disney too.

Mi piace lavorare is a movie about mobbing. I was shocked something like mobbing would get to Italy, but my mother was a victim of mobbing for a while and that is why I think this movie was really interesting. It is more on the documentaristic side and at the same time tries to be too simpatetic with the protagonist of the movie.
Other than that, the movie is almost sprouting out of neorealism and some scenes reminded me of De Sica's Umberto D.
Sometimes it's too socialist. In general though it keeps its distance and leaves the spectator develop ideas, feelings and opinions about what's going on. To a certain extent it left me with the same feelings that were given to me by a movie called 13 conversations about one thing. although the stories were different, the timing and the storytellinf was very similar.

Agata e la tempesta is really an adorable movie, although it kind of fails the viewer in the ending... somehow it felt they did not know how to end the movie so they killed the one character that ignites the story at the beginning (although he is not the protagonist). The ending was kinda Almodovar'ish feeling... but it did not match the feel of the movie so it was a bit of a let down... other than that, there were some pretty good ideas (except for the mayor of Stokholm who was merely dropped in there and I still haven't figured out why) and I found it very pleasant to watch and absolutely to my liking.

L'imbalsamatore that is a movie that felt likethe first Visconti. It is nice to see how good culture is showing through these young italian directors' opus. On one hand it felt like watching Osessione or L'avventura from Antonioni.... on the other end it felt this one too should have been a short. (I had the same feeling about Whale rider, just like Elephant the director had not enough story to make a feature but indeed ketp shooting and add water to the soup).
On a persona note, the young protagonist looks too much like my father when he was young, so watching the movie freaked me out, had he had blue eyes as well I would have switched the movie off right away in horror (to see my father kiss another woman, would be too much to handle).

Le fate ignoranti very nice film, it starts too slow and takes a while to take off. The themes about homosexuality and belonging somewhere were the right ones and the metaphor of the glass breaking was the right solution for the ending... I reaaaally loved that choice for the ending. But at first, the whole set up and how it's approached felt like a movie produced for TV and maybe hte writer should have jumped in the plot point one a little faster. I still don't know why, but I wasn't hooked up for some good 20 minutes or so but after that it becomes less painful and really an enjoyable watch.

Home on the Range God it felt good to hear Alan Menken's songs again!!! instead of those tedious, no melody, no talent, whining songs from Collins and Elton John. We are talking of an 8 times oscar winner here... and is he worth it!!!! Hell yeah! Okay so the movie was cute but had its flaws. Considering what it went through during production, the story was all over the place, there were way too many dialogues and the main character wasn't appealing at all. But in general I would say every single scene was like a colorful bead for a necklace and taking some beads over others... there, some beads were really pretty and overall the necklace wasn't cmpletely bad. The song were not sang by the characters.... good! The only one to sing is the villain but there's a reason to his singing. that was the smartest choice... my friend did not like it, they said it was stupid but i think it was too surreal for them to accept something that isn't as obvious as a bad guy doing kung fu. Y.odle yodels and hypnotizes cows to kidnap them. The wholel yodle scene was like the pink elephant of dumbo it was a great omage.
I like side characters better than the main ones, especially Grace. I did not get the lucky rubbit at all, but I do love the Villains, all of them. And some of the gag in the saloon were... too weird and twisted not to laugh. The horse was a little annoying, but not less annoying then Shrek's donkey. So who cares?
Too bad it was disney's last but.. thank God this was their last and not that horrible horrible Brother bear.

When it comes down to the European movies I have been watching... I was very much impressed by the quality of the stories.

with My name is Tanino I discevered Virzi'. And what a discovery, the guy is brilliant! My name is Tanino is the story of this very simple sicilian guy who goes to America and everything that could possibly go wrong... does go wrong.
He is envolved in so many surreal situation that the whole adventure will end up caving in and things get so bad, in the end he si thrown out of the country!!!! The movie is simply hilarious, make fun of cliches by drowning you into the cliches themselves. It was like watching a reborn Dino Risi.

Elephant is something halfway between a documentary and a short film. I believe is like 1 hr and 20 mins long. It won an award at the Fetival of Cannes for best direction I think. Well, it's the story of two kids who go to school and shoot, like it happened in Columbine. The director follows a few kids in their everyday life, and when I say follow... i mean he phisically follows them cuz 75% of the shots is camera following these kids walking in the hallways, we almost see more of their back then their faces. He divides the story by chapters using the names of the kids and actually some of these chapter are a whole sequence with no cuts in between. The camera continuosly moves, following this or that person and never cuts away. The result is, after a while you are totally aware of this: there's no cuts between scenes. It becomes too exploited and it feels like the director is trying to water down the soup. In fact, there's enough material for a nice short and with tighter timing I believe a very nice one would come out of all this footage... but... it's not a short. He stressed so much the fact the story is shot almost in real time that... it makes it way too heavy to viewer. For the rest is a really scary story... really shoking. I have to confess the idea of how the kids cross each other's path during the same day, by showing the same scene, shot from different points of view and in different part of the movie is a really nice expedient.


I fiumi di porpora 2... I haven't seen number 1. They are a series of thriller movie, protagonist is Jean Reno as a detective. In this one there's a story about the end of time, the Apocalipse and other escatoligcal stuff. Errr... for being a movie writte by Besson it really has some bad dialogues and it's way too linear. I mean the moment Christopher Lee shows up you know he is the bad guy, furtermore he is German. It is nice how they related the story to the Maginot, so it would be hard to adapt this kind of story to another country, and this makes the movie really french. But it still is way too simplistic, and it is very easy to figure things ahead.

L'auberge Espagnole is another very pretty French commedy. Very hard to expalin, it is very european. Well you see the protagonist he gets a scholarship called Erasmus to go study to Barcelona for a year. If you have never been in an experience like that, where you live in a foreing country, with foreign people for a while, then you will not understand the movie and you will take it for the usual silly comedy. But it is not, actually there are some very good observations in the story, one of which is the fact that you only know the true nature of a person if you throw him/her in a unfamiliar place, doing unfamiliar things, sharing his life with unfamiliar people. It's all about surviving cultural clashes and growing up to be a perfect child of the beautiful United Europe. It's a movie about following your dreams, finding who you are and becoming Cosmopolite. We say, the world is interesting cuz everyone is different. I particularly enjoyed the movie and share the final decision of the protagonist, seen I myself went through the same kind of emotion and took the same path.

I am watching many movies lately, a lot of them are european, so hard to get around here... some other I go the movies.

If I were to make a list these are the movies I watched in the last few weeks: Hellboy, Eternal Sunshine of the spotless mind, Kill Bill 2, Elephant, Secret Window, The Barbarian Invasions, League of extraordinary gentlemen, L'auberge Espagnole, My name is Tanino, I fiumi di porpora 2, L'imbalsamatore, Mi piace lavorare, No man's land, Le fate Ignoranti, Agata e la tempesta and Home on the Range.

Let me see, I got the impression I am developing immunity to special effects so in a way I am not impressed by them anymore and I am able to fall asleep during an action movie. So far I was so craving for movies with a good script and good dialogues and an unusual story, I don't feel appealed by the way a movie looks anymore. It is not enough.

Thinking this I have to say Hellboy was probably the worst movie I saw this year. First of all I don't think it was even close to the mood of the comicbook (which I don't really know well, but I read some of it... and frankly I think it's one of those stories that work pretty well as a comicbook but is not cinematic enough). If you haven't seen it dont' read this it contains big SPOILERS. Take on hellboy was that the movies tried to move forward without an engine. Hellboy spends hours fighting demons in the subway, we don't see him defeating all of them but we see him going to Russia to hunt the big guy instead... so my thinking was: what about the guys you left in the subway? Once he gets to Russia it takes the pyro girl nothing at all to burn the demons down... duh... and in the end.... when the big Bad guys, the squid comes out, one things... there goes the huge battle scene, but no, we get fried calamari in less than 5 minutes.
Plus always the same kind of jokes: how many times do I have to kill you? Haven't I killed you already? Ouch, this is gonna hurt....
Boring! I fell asleep. Beside all action heroes movies dun have twist anymore in the end, he kicks ass and kisses the girl. that's it. LXG was no execption... or maybe it was a bit worse then HB... at least HB had milk and cookies on a rooftop discussing his love problems with a kid.. throwing rocks at his rival.
I so don't want to go see Spider man 2, I-robots and Van Helsing now...... as for the other movies.

I was very much impressed by Barbarian Invasion, great story, great dialogues, great display of culture and great observations of the surroundings. Maybe the movie just lacked a little bit of emotional crescendo in the end, but the lack was due to inadeguate soundtrack I suspect. definetely an oscar winner.

Same goes for No man's land which ran and won against Amelie. Now Amelie is an adorable movie, but no man's land is one of those stories that truthfully tells you in a war, no one is right, everyone is wrong, enemies cannot become friends even after they discover they both are human beings and the third party can only but watch as a helpless spectator. The ending was astonisling brilliant. Another oscar winner.

Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind. there are no words to describe genius. My friend's comment on the movie was: nowadays it's so easy to figure out when a movie begins from its end. Well, yeah< iw ould say Kauffmann really gave enough hints to the public, and he knows how to play his game of making the spectator feel smarter than what he really is. The spectator things "i know wha't going on!" they feel smart but truth is... all the hints were there, left behind like thumbelino little crumbs. What I like was the sane pessimism with a vein of sudden optimism, hidden again pessimism again. When the protagonist decides to erase his girlfriend, there's good and bad memories he wants to get rid of, of course when the whole process begins the bad memories are the first ones to go. As a results Joel (the protagonist) begins his race against the process of erasing to keep what's left of his good memories. Of course we hope with him that he might do it, that he might stop and keep the memories... but is a mere illusion: first of all his desire to suceed is dictated by the fact his bad memories are gone, so the idea of love and good relationship now in his brain is not a whole image of what the relationship truly was. If he were to succeed and keep his memory of his girlfriend we would be wishing him bad. But at the same time the movie was telling us that maybe we love with our body as well, not only with our heart and mind and maybe as a quote to Chomsky, Joel's body retained the informations of the image of her body and definitely felt attracted to her all over again and fell in love all over again. Are we maybe destined or condemned to fall in love with the same person over and over again, if we were given second chances? I dunno, but truthfully, no matter how many time we were to start over we will still be lead to the same conclusion: if it did not work once, chances are it never will unless we change along the way. Maybe that was the meaning of that little repeated scene in the end.... maybe Joel and his girlfriend went over the same processo of losing and finding each other over and over and over again. a gorgeous movie!

Kill Bill 2 is not as entertaining as the first one, for the action movies lovers.... but somehow is smart pants enough to put you in front of the dilemma... should BB really kill Bill? Well, there are no way out, first of all because that is the name of the movie after all, second of all because there's no room to forgiveness in a revenge story, but only room for understanding. I was amazed to see Tarantino thank so many Italian moviemakers in the end, included Leo Corbucci, and frankly some scenes I enjoyed more than other cuz they reminded me of italian mafia and western movies from the 70's. Also I think he was leading the public by the nose, giving them what they wanted.... but making fun of it, although lots people still think Kill Bill is an action movie.... Tarantino is a second picasso to me.

secret window is a nice King's story, with the usual lack so typical of King: the impossiblity to wrap it up nicely and in satisfactory way. My thinking on the movie was... they revealed too soon and too much the truth about Morty. I would have exploited the creepy Turturro longer... used Shooter more, to haunt down the wife, until a few seconds before he hits her, when he says the line: it was his idea, it was Morty's idea. She should then say: you are morty. The the camera turn around TUrturro, we use is shoulders as a transition/wipte thingy, wee see Johnny Depp with his hat on and we realize.... shit it's split personalty. The we put the we put the flashbacks of how he killed everyone else and then he hits the wife he hits the lover and he gets away with it. Nice and clean. the ending was way too quick at revealing you the truth.

Note to self:

My little personal log, need a record to the fact I sent a script today to a screenwriting festival... and I need to keep track of my doing, next step to take is to register the second script. Good luck deda!!!!