Freetalking.
But, before we go on to more serious topics (?), I have to show you a wonderful man, a man with no shame at all, a man who doesn't care if he's almost fifty and makes noises during press conferences. Not once but two - and journalists don't even have to ask him to repeat it, he repeats it at his own will. Enjoy, because Special deserves some love.
That said,
ary_true gave me a meme and five topics I have to talk about. Yay XD (Like I need a meme to endlessly talk about what I live, GH.)
So, Zlatan. I have to say that, when he first arrived at Inter, I immediately started to look at him with a little suspect - for the same reason I look with a little suspect everyone coming from Juventus. Gobbo once, gobbo forever, and I don't like gobbi in nerazzurro. (It's not a question of supporters - meggie87, bb, I♥U *throws hearts* - but of society, it's not something I can control, it's an instinct feeling which instantly makes me consider Juve as a society with whom is not a pleasure to make a deal XD)
By the way, he arrived and I didn't look at him with love. I was stuck with that thing in my mind, I couldn't just forget it, no one could make me just forget it.
And then Zlatan managed to do it XD Reasons are various. First, you can hate Zlatan when he talks, when he's being a bitch, when he's being whimsical, when he's being arrogant, when he screams at the supporters and STFUs them, when he is deliberately being nasty and you can read in his eyes he's doing it on purpose, because you can see his laughing even if he's not really doing it. But then Zlatan plays. And when he plays the rest suddenly becomea less important - and not only this: every single bother becomes a reason to love him more. He's one who likes to gain supporters' respect on the pitch, because it's not so easy to love him outside of it.
But then you see him hugs his babies and let Maxi kisses himself and jump on his manager to joyfully squee for a beautiful assist and laugh during interviews and score with a backheel with such naturalness and stretch a leg to catch a ball who seemed lost and jump so high it seems impossible, and you can't help to love him, because if you only understand a little the poetry of a body in motion when that body's playing football, I mean, that's what Zlatan is, he's got that poetry inside of him, he's that, poetry in motion.
Then, I also understood I could never really hate Zlatan because he has been a juventino, because Zlatan hasn't been one XD I mean, he's not been neither interista nor anything else in his whole life, he's only been Zlatan. A globetrotter. North, south, east and west. Zlatan is, has been and will always be just that, just himself, Zlatan's the only person who can judge Zlatan - before him, just God. And I'm not quoting random, here. ♥
I'm not sure I can talk about Muse without losing myself in a mystic trance o_o Let's try.
So, it wasn't 2004 when I first met them. It wasn't the year Absolution hit the world - that year was already gone, I've had observed Time Is Running Out airing on tv and radio, like, a million times, but I hadn't find it particularly attractive. My brothers, he loved it. Since he understand music way better than I do, he really was impressed by this English trio of crazy people playing alternative music for masses.
Then 2004 went away, I found a boy and I fell in love with him and he really gave me a very hard time and suddenly one night - the end of our story was near - I saw the CD on my desk, I read the tracklist and I saw that time running out and it seemed like that song was talking inside of my head. I heard its melody in bits and pieces but I didn't remember it so well, so I put it inside my CD player - I still had it at that time, he still hadn't fall off my desk; if that's what you call to take a CD player in your hands and then throw it on the floor - and listened to the song. Once and again and again for five hours, writing and crying and listening, and two weeks after I broke up with that boy and that left me in pieces and totally in love with that song.
Then the obsession began, I suppose, because Muse came inside me and I started to search for the whole discography, amused by the fact that it seemed it didn't exist a song of theirs that I didn't love. Still, I can't find a Muse song I find less than beautiful, and they never disappointed me, never ever, they're still the most perfect thing of my life, what I cling on when I'm sad, one of the thing that makes me what I am today.
Muse ♥ Just think about them makes me move XD Thanks to them I met a lot of really important persons for my life. And they still are, obviously, even if now we're not hearing each others anymore, because all you live leave a trace inside of you, it's part of you. And Matt, my God XD The things we share, the way his story helped me, writing, to clarify a relationship which was fucking up my life, the way I survived all this drawing strength from certain songs, the way I grew up thinking about them, and what they made me feel when I saw them live in Milan, on december 4th 2006, God, I'll never forget it. Never ever. ♥
Flershido XD One of the most funny things in my life and the thing that made me my reputation of fandom future teller. My first OTP which became canon XD Great, it'll always be one of the best memories of my life, and not only because when it happened I was in Florence with a girl who was driving me crazy - and who still drove me crazy for a long time, before I managed to overcome it - but also because I really fantasized a lot on those two XD They had that kind of relationship I can't help to love, adversarial, unbalanced, overbearing *_* Truth is, as much as I love equal relationships, in which no one's much stronger than the other - relationships like Flerkuza, for example - nothing affects me like addictions, and I think it's probably because I'm an addicted person. I mean, when I fall in love with someone, then that someone become a fundamental thing in my life, and he stays like this as long as I still love him.
By the way, just try to imagine this fourteen years old boy who's losing himself in a dangerous world, on the streets of Berlin, and meets this eighteen tears old who teaches him how to walk safe along those same streets. And then think about those two growing up together, become rich and famous together, doing everything together and then imagine the older one deciding to start again alone, leaving the younger one behind with no choice but to start hating him. I mean. I could not resist something like that XD And then there was Fler - Fler! One of the most mind-blowing things of my last year, what a crush I had on him! XD Especially for his eyes, which are still the eyes of a kid, even if he's not a kid anymore *___* My Baby <3 And By, well, Bu's Bu, the man I'd give my babies to, if he only asked. An arrogant asshole I can't help but love (yes, that's my world). And they're perfect together <3 And canon ♥
Numb3rs made my summer a better summer *_* The last drama I watched was Oz, more than two months ago, and it wasn't something new, since I was re-watching it. After that, just Torchwood XD Like the majority of the things I love, my brother made me discover it. He loves to stay on the couch watching tv and waiting for sleep to come, and once he saw Numb3rs and decided I had to watch it too, because he has to do things with me to be satisfied of his day XD So, what we're doing together now is watching Numb3rs, and the wonderful thing is that I love it *_* I hate math and physics, and detective dramas doesn't make me squee in joy, usually - Veronica Mars put aside, but that was so different - but this drama owned me quickly for three principal reasons: Charlie (and I really can't understand why I love him, but I do), Don (who does things to me, and I can't even explain why *ç*) and Eppescest (which, I know, is Charlie and Don together, and no one's surprised to hear me fangirling about incest, am I wrong? XD)
By the way, bot screenplay and plot are really interesting, even if sometimes I feel like explanations of the cases they solve are not clear at all XD But the whole thing, supporting characters included (Larry! XD) is so cute it deserves some love! And in fact I totally don't understand why here in Italy doesn't exist a Numb3rs fandom o____o I think I wrote the first Italian Eppescest ever, and I'm going to pop the fandom's cherry as I'm used to do often recently XD Come on, fangirls, come out of your graves and spread Eppescest love around \o/
...come on, how am I supposed to talk about writing? XD It's the oldest thing I remember about myself - I remember being, like, nine? Or ten, at my cousin's, in Rome. She had a backyard and she had a cat, Zummolo, and I loved that cat. I passed my afternoons in that backyard with a diary opened on my legs and I wrote Zummolo The Flying Cat's Adventures. My first Gary Stu X'D Who had his own Mary Sue, Bianca, my aunt's cat ♥
I still remember that diary, too. In brown leather, an horrible brown, one you can hardly forget XD And it had the sides of the pages in gold. Pages were ruled, a page for a day, saturdays and sundays shared a page, so I was always upset when I had to write on those pages, 'cause either I wrote on the empty space between one day and the other - but I was not able to write clearly - or I followed the stripes - but it seemed to me like I was wasting space. XD
I remember copying that story on my pc, some months after XDDD Oh God, and I finished it! And then I started writing something which had something to do with a fisherman, but I never finished it and never plotted it all, so I can't remember it very well anymore XD Lol.
And then I remember reading La Petite Marchande De Prose and say "yes", and I remember the next summer, my first fanfiction. It was 2001, I never stopped since then. Never ever, not for a month, I believe my longest pause was, like, a week or so, and I never paused because I didn't want to write, always because I didn't have the time. I never experienced a writer's block, I almost never passed a day without writing something, and I love how plots pile up and fill my brain. Sometimes I let them go - I mean, I often try to keep them still and secluded where they can't come out, because I somehow get upset when I realize I won't be able to write down them all XD But there are moments, when I go to bed, for example, in which I let them go and they fill up my brain, and now that I think about it it never happened to me to feel desperately alone. I have never been alone. I always wrote.
And, since we're talking about it, now I'm off to write °_° While my mother argues with one of her friends who lives in Milan and will be going to the match tomorrow XD Yes, I hate him too and I'd argue with him too, if I could.
Click to viewThat said,
ary_true gave me a meme and five topics I have to talk about. Yay XD (Like I need a meme to endlessly talk about what I live, GH.)
So, Zlatan. I have to say that, when he first arrived at Inter, I immediately started to look at him with a little suspect - for the same reason I look with a little suspect everyone coming from Juventus. Gobbo once, gobbo forever, and I don't like gobbi in nerazzurro. (It's not a question of supporters - meggie87, bb, I♥U *throws hearts* - but of society, it's not something I can control, it's an instinct feeling which instantly makes me consider Juve as a society with whom is not a pleasure to make a deal XD)
By the way, he arrived and I didn't look at him with love. I was stuck with that thing in my mind, I couldn't just forget it, no one could make me just forget it.
And then Zlatan managed to do it XD Reasons are various. First, you can hate Zlatan when he talks, when he's being a bitch, when he's being whimsical, when he's being arrogant, when he screams at the supporters and STFUs them, when he is deliberately being nasty and you can read in his eyes he's doing it on purpose, because you can see his laughing even if he's not really doing it. But then Zlatan plays. And when he plays the rest suddenly becomea less important - and not only this: every single bother becomes a reason to love him more. He's one who likes to gain supporters' respect on the pitch, because it's not so easy to love him outside of it.
But then you see him hugs his babies and let Maxi kisses himself and jump on his manager to joyfully squee for a beautiful assist and laugh during interviews and score with a backheel with such naturalness and stretch a leg to catch a ball who seemed lost and jump so high it seems impossible, and you can't help to love him, because if you only understand a little the poetry of a body in motion when that body's playing football, I mean, that's what Zlatan is, he's got that poetry inside of him, he's that, poetry in motion.
Then, I also understood I could never really hate Zlatan because he has been a juventino, because Zlatan hasn't been one XD I mean, he's not been neither interista nor anything else in his whole life, he's only been Zlatan. A globetrotter. North, south, east and west. Zlatan is, has been and will always be just that, just himself, Zlatan's the only person who can judge Zlatan - before him, just God. And I'm not quoting random, here. ♥
I'm not sure I can talk about Muse without losing myself in a mystic trance o_o Let's try.
So, it wasn't 2004 when I first met them. It wasn't the year Absolution hit the world - that year was already gone, I've had observed Time Is Running Out airing on tv and radio, like, a million times, but I hadn't find it particularly attractive. My brothers, he loved it. Since he understand music way better than I do, he really was impressed by this English trio of crazy people playing alternative music for masses.
Then 2004 went away, I found a boy and I fell in love with him and he really gave me a very hard time and suddenly one night - the end of our story was near - I saw the CD on my desk, I read the tracklist and I saw that time running out and it seemed like that song was talking inside of my head. I heard its melody in bits and pieces but I didn't remember it so well, so I put it inside my CD player - I still had it at that time, he still hadn't fall off my desk; if that's what you call to take a CD player in your hands and then throw it on the floor - and listened to the song. Once and again and again for five hours, writing and crying and listening, and two weeks after I broke up with that boy and that left me in pieces and totally in love with that song.
Then the obsession began, I suppose, because Muse came inside me and I started to search for the whole discography, amused by the fact that it seemed it didn't exist a song of theirs that I didn't love. Still, I can't find a Muse song I find less than beautiful, and they never disappointed me, never ever, they're still the most perfect thing of my life, what I cling on when I'm sad, one of the thing that makes me what I am today.
Muse ♥ Just think about them makes me move XD Thanks to them I met a lot of really important persons for my life. And they still are, obviously, even if now we're not hearing each others anymore, because all you live leave a trace inside of you, it's part of you. And Matt, my God XD The things we share, the way his story helped me, writing, to clarify a relationship which was fucking up my life, the way I survived all this drawing strength from certain songs, the way I grew up thinking about them, and what they made me feel when I saw them live in Milan, on december 4th 2006, God, I'll never forget it. Never ever. ♥
Flershido XD One of the most funny things in my life and the thing that made me my reputation of fandom future teller. My first OTP which became canon XD Great, it'll always be one of the best memories of my life, and not only because when it happened I was in Florence with a girl who was driving me crazy - and who still drove me crazy for a long time, before I managed to overcome it - but also because I really fantasized a lot on those two XD They had that kind of relationship I can't help to love, adversarial, unbalanced, overbearing *_* Truth is, as much as I love equal relationships, in which no one's much stronger than the other - relationships like Flerkuza, for example - nothing affects me like addictions, and I think it's probably because I'm an addicted person. I mean, when I fall in love with someone, then that someone become a fundamental thing in my life, and he stays like this as long as I still love him.
By the way, just try to imagine this fourteen years old boy who's losing himself in a dangerous world, on the streets of Berlin, and meets this eighteen tears old who teaches him how to walk safe along those same streets. And then think about those two growing up together, become rich and famous together, doing everything together and then imagine the older one deciding to start again alone, leaving the younger one behind with no choice but to start hating him. I mean. I could not resist something like that XD And then there was Fler - Fler! One of the most mind-blowing things of my last year, what a crush I had on him! XD Especially for his eyes, which are still the eyes of a kid, even if he's not a kid anymore *___* My Baby <3 And By, well, Bu's Bu, the man I'd give my babies to, if he only asked. An arrogant asshole I can't help but love (yes, that's my world). And they're perfect together <3 And canon ♥
Numb3rs made my summer a better summer *_* The last drama I watched was Oz, more than two months ago, and it wasn't something new, since I was re-watching it. After that, just Torchwood XD Like the majority of the things I love, my brother made me discover it. He loves to stay on the couch watching tv and waiting for sleep to come, and once he saw Numb3rs and decided I had to watch it too, because he has to do things with me to be satisfied of his day XD So, what we're doing together now is watching Numb3rs, and the wonderful thing is that I love it *_* I hate math and physics, and detective dramas doesn't make me squee in joy, usually - Veronica Mars put aside, but that was so different - but this drama owned me quickly for three principal reasons: Charlie (and I really can't understand why I love him, but I do), Don (who does things to me, and I can't even explain why *ç*) and Eppescest (which, I know, is Charlie and Don together, and no one's surprised to hear me fangirling about incest, am I wrong? XD)
By the way, bot screenplay and plot are really interesting, even if sometimes I feel like explanations of the cases they solve are not clear at all XD But the whole thing, supporting characters included (Larry! XD) is so cute it deserves some love! And in fact I totally don't understand why here in Italy doesn't exist a Numb3rs fandom o____o I think I wrote the first Italian Eppescest ever, and I'm going to pop the fandom's cherry as I'm used to do often recently XD Come on, fangirls, come out of your graves and spread Eppescest love around \o/
...come on, how am I supposed to talk about writing? XD It's the oldest thing I remember about myself - I remember being, like, nine? Or ten, at my cousin's, in Rome. She had a backyard and she had a cat, Zummolo, and I loved that cat. I passed my afternoons in that backyard with a diary opened on my legs and I wrote Zummolo The Flying Cat's Adventures. My first Gary Stu X'D Who had his own Mary Sue, Bianca, my aunt's cat ♥
I still remember that diary, too. In brown leather, an horrible brown, one you can hardly forget XD And it had the sides of the pages in gold. Pages were ruled, a page for a day, saturdays and sundays shared a page, so I was always upset when I had to write on those pages, 'cause either I wrote on the empty space between one day and the other - but I was not able to write clearly - or I followed the stripes - but it seemed to me like I was wasting space. XD
I remember copying that story on my pc, some months after XDDD Oh God, and I finished it! And then I started writing something which had something to do with a fisherman, but I never finished it and never plotted it all, so I can't remember it very well anymore XD Lol.
And then I remember reading La Petite Marchande De Prose and say "yes", and I remember the next summer, my first fanfiction. It was 2001, I never stopped since then. Never ever, not for a month, I believe my longest pause was, like, a week or so, and I never paused because I didn't want to write, always because I didn't have the time. I never experienced a writer's block, I almost never passed a day without writing something, and I love how plots pile up and fill my brain. Sometimes I let them go - I mean, I often try to keep them still and secluded where they can't come out, because I somehow get upset when I realize I won't be able to write down them all XD But there are moments, when I go to bed, for example, in which I let them go and they fill up my brain, and now that I think about it it never happened to me to feel desperately alone. I have never been alone. I always wrote.
And, since we're talking about it, now I'm off to write °_° While my mother argues with one of her friends who lives in Milan and will be going to the match tomorrow XD Yes, I hate him too and I'd argue with him too, if I could.