Yesterday spun smoothly.
Arrival at the Polytechnic Bovisa without too many hitches, apart from an overpass perso.XD
Stand construction in a short time, surrounded by slakers , thieves tacks, people made up over the ears and people that the word "clock" does not even know what that means. ^ ^ 'But above all
with our supervisor, a lady who was the spitting image ganzissima Miranda Priestley in "The Devil Wears Prada," with only a few chiletto more acidity and a little less. Back
smoothly, apart TiziaYarisBlu who went around trumpeting like mad, yelling at anyone while he was overtaking random.
But we are in Milan and everything is possible.
Homecoming, bite the fly and then ... Half an hour of the end of the world XD
hail as big as walnuts.
Result: delay in dance. But as the lesson was still intense and the choreography always lasts nine - NINE-minute and say, no problem.
rather strange day today.
Melancholy. This is the right definition.
Maybe because there's someone close enough, or perhaps because of this mood that I find myself dancing in this period.
Who knows.
fact is that I looked sad songs all day. And my iPod seemed to be on my same wavelength, as well as in a flashback from musicals.
The TV seemed to be in the same state, so that morning I found myself with pleasure on one of Sky TV, unbelievably, the "Rocky Horror Picture Show" * รง *
And I've sung the first 4 songs while cooking XD
But back to the sad moment, suddenly my iPod decided to ripropormi a song that I listened to a beautiful bit "A little over zero " by Elisa.
Beautiful.
And for a moment I found myself with the mind to "Shadows of Time" remembering with poignant intensity the bit where I had decided to put it. And I wonder: will I ever write that part?
What Shall I do, just to feel
A little over zero, a little over
Now that I'm sadness
weakness
Now that I'm Gonna walk like it's for ever Gonna walk
Because It Would save
me And my fragility Could Kill me
Is this the best I can be?
Is this the best I can give?
I wanted to just put this video tonight, to tell the truth, but looking for this song I found something so beautiful that can not be posted.
So, here: Wild Horses.
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