Thursday, January 25, 2007

The beginning of a new chapter...

And today the inevitable happened....rather what most ppl (including myself) would have thought would never happen...and all I can say is: it doesn't get any more punkish than this!! I actually got a skirt that I like!! N adding this up to what has happened lately, which I so would have sworn it was a complot, but honest, it doesn't get any clearer than that, I believe this is the beginning of a new era!! in which LOTS of changes are going to take place....

Phrases to think about: "beauty lays in the eye of the beholder", "stand up for what you believe in" n "Do I measure me by what you think?? ABSOLUTELY NOT!!"

PS I would like to thank the master for her teachings n well I still can't believe she's GETTING MARRIED!! :s Why god? why do you have to take such a goddess out of the Olympus so soon??

Sunday, January 07, 2007

Lullaby

Lay your sleeping head, my love,
Human on my faithless arm;
Time and fevers burn away
Individual beauty from
Thoughtful children, and the grave
Proves the child ephemeral:
But in my arms till break of day
Let the living creature lie,
Mortal, guilty, but to me
The entirely beautiful.

Soul and body have no bounds:
To lovers as they lie upon
Her tolerant enchanted slope
In their ordinary swoon,
Grave the vision Venus sends
Of supernatural sympathy,
Universal love and hope;
While an abstract insight wakes
Among the glaciers and the rocks
The hermit's carnal ecstasy.

Certainty, fidelity
On the stroke of midnight pass
Like vibrations of a bell
And fashionable madmen raise
Their pedantic boring cry:
Every farthing of the cost,
All the dreaded cards foretell,
Shall be paid, but from this night
Not a whisper, not a thought,
Not a kiss nor look be lost.

Beauty, midnight, vision dies:
Let the winds of dawn that blow
Softly round your dreaming head
Such a day of welcome show
Eye and knocking heart may bless,
Find our mortal world enough;
Noons of dryness find you fed
By the involuntary powers,
Nights of insult let you pass
Watched by every human love.

Friday, January 05, 2007

can anyone say F-U-N??

Was yesterday fun or what?? and although we watched a lousy movie (because that's what it really was) the whole day was awesome (asides from my momentary bachelorette residence.
New ideas are always born in the most unlikely situations: the new factory of food production in HUGE amounts and faster than you can say...cheese? lol though the whole cheese issue might be a little unprofitable and might lead us to bankruptcy eventually....and also faster than we can all say cheese lol, which is why we decided to break it off and leave space for other tough competitors in the food business, yup, we're retiring, sad but true (ok I think it kinda had something I didn't know which would explain all the nonsense I'm writing....I've got to blame it on something right?)
However; I've decided to post some of the fine master pieces that also took place yesterday...though I can't promise much...tech and I have issues...though we're still trying to sort them out...and: WE REMIND YOU THAT THIS SUPREME COLLECTION OF MASTERPIECES REFLECTING CONTEMPORARY GLOBAL ISSUES IS NOT FOR SALE (thus begging is NOT recommended or accepted...though a Visa mastercard might do... :D )
FRENCH TOAST
LETTUCE
BRIDE'S MAID not gay marriage :P

Hopefully this abstract display of modern painting inspired you to:
a) either be a really good artist
b) if you found your "painting" similar to ours, REALIZE that maybe this is not for you and you will stop trying to be an artist so you don't end up like us

Wednesday, January 03, 2007

сначала попытка по русский

Ладно, первого: С новым годом!!...и только поэтому, я решила что, сейчас в новый год, я хочу попуткать написать по русский время от времени ...надеюсь что кто-то может понимать что-то!! (если нет, думаю что если Я понимаю, это достаточно)ну, последнее время я читала: ночной дозор и я уже посмотрела фильмы....(неверятно как трудный был найти их, как могу улучшитесь так??? просто...нельзя!!) это какой-то диалог что мне нравиться:
чего ты хочешь? - спросил я.
Она замолчала на миг, будто и не задумывалась раньше об этом.
-жить!!
-С этим опаздала.Ты уже мертва.
Вампирша вновь оскалилась:
-Правда? А мертвые умеют отрывать головы?
-Да.Только это они и умеют.
Мы смотрели друг на друга, и это было так странно, так театральнонапыщенно, и весь разговор был нелеп,ведь нам никогда не понять друг друга. Она мертва.Её жизнь - чужая смерть. Я жив. Но с её стороны - все наоборот.
-В этом нет моей вины.-Её голос вдруг стал спокойнее,мягче.
И рука на шее Егора чуть расслабилась.- Вы,вы,называющие себя Ночным Дозором...те,кто ке спит по ночам,кто решил,что он вправе хранить мир от Тьмы...Где вы были,когда пили мою кровь?

(тёмный?? может быть)

всё пока...сначала попытка....хорошо??...мы никогда не будем знать но, попыткала!!!
...как довольно, всё написанное по русский!!
А завтра: фильмы пока мы идём слепые.

PS. Oh gosh! just when you think Wuthering Heights was a bit too long...suddenly you realize it's kid's stuff!! :S
New Zen: tame that shrew!!