- Hoy voy a tomarme 2 tabletas de ilusión

...voy a hacer mi casita en el aire
pa' que no la moleste nadie...

- El osito gominola.

Miedo de volver a los infiernos
Miedo a que me tengas miedo
A tenerte que olvidar.
Miedo de quererte sin quererlo,
De encontrarte de repente,
De no verte nunca más.

vertigo de vivir en una ciudad que ha perdido el significado
vértigo de alquilar mi vida a diario

- El sueño de verte me anima a seguir.

A veces uno despierta en medio de la oscuridad más absoluta, aunque afuera brille el sol, se perdió el rumbo, no se sabe dónde es arriba y dónde abajo, y luchamos por salir sin éxito... sin saber bien cómo o por qué, tocamos fondo y nos deshacemos en lágrimas...

Y un día salimos a conquistar a los demonios... el sol calienta de nuevo, el corazón se nos llena de primavera... casi podemos escuchar las cosas buenas que vienen desde lejos a nuestro encuentro... Cuando eso pasa solo hay que abrir los brazos para recibir... y sonreír, sonreír siempre... atesorando esta cálida sensación para que cuando regresen los inviernos del alma, nos recuerde que volver a sonreír es posible...

- Alessandro Baricco - Novecento

Ora tu pensa: un pianoforte. I tasti iniziano. I tasti finiscono. Tu sai che sono 88, su questo nessuno può fregarti. Non sono infiniti, loro. Tu sei infinito, e dentro quei tasti, infinita è la musica che puoi suonare. Loro sono 88, tu sei infinito. Questo a me piace. Questo lo si può vivere. Ma se tu, ma se io salgo su quella scaletta, e davanti a me si srotola una tastiera di milioni di tasti, milioni e miliardi di tasti, che non finiscono mai, e questa è la verita', che non finiscono mai e quella tastiera è infinita... Se quella tastiera è infinita, allora su quella tastiera non c'è musica che puoi suonare. Tu sei seduto sul seggiolino sbagliato: quello è il pianoforte su cui suona Dio. Cristo, ma le vedevi le strade?

solo le strade. Ce n'è a migliaia, come fate voi laggiù a sceglierne una, a scegliere una donna, una casa, una terra che sia la vostra, un paesaggio da guardare, un modo di morire. Tutto quel mondo, quel mondo addosso che nemmeno sai dove finisce e quanto ce n'è.

Dabar isivaizduok: fortepijonas. Klavisu pradzia. Klavisu pabaiga. Zinau, kad ju 88, nieks neuzgincys. Ne begaliniai jie. Tu, begalinis, tu, ir tuose klavisuose muzika begaline, kuria sugroji. Ju 88. Tu esi begalinis, Stai kas man patinka.Ta gali patirti. Bet jei tu/Bet jei as islipsiu nuo sio laiptelio, o priesas mane drieksis milijonu klavisu klaviatura, milijonu, milijardu /Milijonai, milijardai klavisu, jie niekad nesibaigia, ir tikra teisybe, kad niekad nesibaigia, nes begaline si klaviatura /Jei si klaviatura begaline, tuomet /Sioje klaviaturoje neslypi muzika, kuria galetum groti. Ne i savo vezima isedai: siuo fortepijonu skambina Dievas /

Jezau, bet ar tu matei kelius? /Maciau, ju tukstanciai, kaip jus ten issirenkat savaji /Issirenkat moteri /Namus, zeme, kuri butu jusu, peizaza, kad ziuretum i ji, ir buda, kaip numirti /Tas visas pasaulis ant peciu, ir net nenutuoki, kur jis pasibaigia

- No olvides a volver.

Ven.

Ven y deja que te ame.

Ven, prometo abrazarte mucho

Confieso que al despertar de madrugada, por unos instantes, rebusco en mi cabeza mil excusas que dar para no tener que separarme de ti.

- Porque sentir siempre es preferible...

Entre la pena y la nada,
elijo la pena...
William Faulkner
"Las palmeras salvajes"

- 3rd Vilnius Salsa Festival

It was definitely great experience and a perfect 'reason' to come back home for those days.

So good to meet old friends, improve dancing skills and to have a wonderful time!!!

- Chirstian Bobin - Dziuge.

Albenas turi paslapti. Paslaptis - tai tarsi auksas. Auksas tuo grazus, jog blizga. Kad blizgetu, nereikia laikyti jko paslepto, reikia istraukti i deinos sviesa. Panasiai ir su apslaptimi. jei tik vienas ja zinai, ji niekas. Reikia ja pasakyti, kad taptu paslaptimi.

Lengva parduoti vandeni dykumoje. Visi ta gali padaryti. Tikrasis atstovas yra tas, kuris parduota smeli Sacharos klajokliui. <...>

Tu man aptinki vaikine, bet tave istiks katastrofa, jei neisiminsi sios pamokos, penkiolikos metu isminties: kad parduotum, turi parduoti save. O tu, sakytumei, esi nemokamas. Imi nepasitiketi. Tavo puodai galetu buti is aukso, bet kai kalbi, justi, kad tu tuo netiki. Net jei veltui juos atiduotum, neikas ju nenoretu. <...> Tu myli zmones, o reikia juos suvilioti. Tai ne tas pat, supranti, tai visai ne tas pat. Tu juos per daug myli. Tu juos taip myli, kad nebeturi ko jiems parduoti.

- tas zydejimas geguzes naktu...

Mayo - el mes favorito, porque todo florece...
The month of may used to be my favorite month of the year..
And I remember WHY- all that blooming that starts in may... u've been waitin all the winter long...
Now its one of the things I miss the most...
Taip pasiilgau kad net graudu
fotos - Agne D.

Pro numirimų sūkurį

Skrendu, krentu griaustinyje,

Nes nėra laiko lūkuriuot,

Nes dega visos linijos.

Akim ir lūpom paimu

Žydėjimą pašėlusį,

Klajodamas po kaimus

Birželio debesėliuose.

* H. Radauskas. Pasiutes zydejimas.

- La diada de Sant Jordi en Catalonia - 23 of April

Sant Jordi (Saint George) is the patron saint of Catalonia.
The legend says that St. George was fighting the wicked dragon that held the princess captive. Finally St. George kills the dragon and on the spot where the dragons blood was spilled a rose grew as a symbol of love and friendship.
April 23rd was not only famous because of the legend of St. George, but also because it is the anniversary of the death of two great writers: Cervantes and Shakespeare.
On this day, the main tradition in Catalonia is to exchange gifts -- men give their gilrfriends roses, and women give their boyfriends a book.
Is often compared to Valentine's Day.

Well, love is definitely in the air.

- Easter traditions in Catalonia.

In Catalonia the most important culinary tradition is making the 'Mona de Pascua' cake.

The tradition, that dates from the 15th century, is that the “mona” is the present that the godfather (or the godmother) give to his godson in Easter.

Mona’ is a word derived from the Arabic word ‘munna’meaning ‘gift’.

Originally, marzipan cakes decorated with boiled eggs, but these days more likely to be substituted by figures made in chocolate.

Chocolatiers and bakers compete to make the most spectacular 'Mona de Pascua'.

- Revolutionary Road.

''A young couple meet and fall in love - seeing the spark within each other. Both are creative souls seemingly willing to live a purposeful life together - refusing to be ordinary. Gradually though, the mundane begins to creep in. Their safe suburban home, the un-fulfilling job, the loss of creativity and drive….all these things and more put pressure on a once exciting relationship. It’s an all too familiar story of love lost and lives wasted. Any life is a challenge, but to live a creative, purposeful one can be difficult in a society that seems comfortable with endless materialistic gain and safe attitudes.
The film is set in the 1950’s and the attention to detail of the era is great. Funnily though, it is a story that could have just as easily be set in modern day, a story that takes place in the homes of millions right now.''
http://iseefilms.wordpress.com/
John Givings: You want to play house you got to have a job. You want to play nice house, very sweet house, you got to have a job you don't like.
April Wheeler: Tell me the truth frank remember that? We used to live by it. And you know what's so good about the truth? Everyone knows what it is however long they've lived without it. No one forgets the truth frank they just get better at lying
April Wheeler: I wanted IN. I just wanted us to live again. For years I thought we've shared this secret that we would be wonderful in the world. I don't know exactly how, but just the possibility kept me hoping. How pathetic is that? So stupid. To put all your hopes in a promise that was never made. Frank knows what he wants, he found his place, he's just fine. Married, two kids, it should be enough. It is for him. And he's right; we were never special or destined for anything at all.
April Wheeler: No, Frank. This is what's unrealistic. It's unrealistic for a man with a fine mind to go on working year after year at a job he can't stand. Coming home to a place he can't stand, to a wife who's equally unable to stand the same things. And you know what the worst part of it is? Our whole existence here is based on this great premise that we're special. They we're superior to the whole thing. But we're not. We're just like everyone else! We bought into the same, ridiculous delusion. That we have to resign from life and settle down the moment we have children. And we've been punishing each other for it. http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0959337/

- Frédéric Beigbeder - gelbekit, atsiprasau.

*Po keturiasdesimtmecio, kai ka nors isgyvename, vis pagalvojame, kad gal tai paskutinis kartas. Vis delto isistikinimas, kad gal jau nugyventa puse gyvenimo, siek tiek pakoreguoja elgesi. Jei buciau dvidesimcia metu jaunesnis, galbut manes cia net nebutu.

*Mylejau ir buvau mylimas, bet niekada to nebuvo vienu metu.

*Brangioji, as visada tave mylesiu, tu esi man skirta, taciau noriu myletis su kitomis moterimis, tik gal liausiesi knistis po smuklmenas ir skaityti mano elektroninius laiskus. Tu gali daryti ta pati, visiskai to nedraudziu, netgi priesingai, mane jaudina, kad taves geidzia kiti vyra <...>. Tu manes nemyli, tiesiog nori, kad tau priklausyciau, o tai ne tas pats. Jei mane myletum taip, kaip sakai, noretum, kad patirciau malonuma, - su tavim ar be taves, as irgi tau to linkiu - su manim ar be manes. Busiu priverstas tave palikti del sios kvailos, taciau labai svarbios priezasties: man reikejo liesti ir kitu kunu, kad isitikinciau, jog pirmenybe teikiu tavajam. <...> Paziurek i mane - daugiau

manes nepamatysi. Tu ka tik mane praradai, nes norejai, kad tau priklausyciau.

p.s. Originalus knygos virselis man patinka labiau:)

- Pequeñas Cosas.

Hoy no quiero moverme, quiero hacer una pausa

y saber si tu corazón está dispuesto a embriagarme

de momentos buenos y malos.

p.s. pequeñas, pero sabrosas :)

- Barselonoje – Lietuvos vaizdai.

http://www.baltictravelnews.com/?l=lt&pub_id=48117

Kovo 17 d., Barselonos knygyne „Altair“, esančiame Gran Via de les Corts Catalanes, 616 (www.altair.es), atidaroma žymios ispanų fotografės Eugenijos Ortiz sukurtų nuotraukų apie Lietuvą paroda. „Tai bus mano dovana šaliai, kuri man paliko nepakartojamą įspūdį,“- pasakoja Eugenija Ortiz. Ši fotografė drauge su kitais ispanų žurnalistais Valstybinio turizmo departamento prie Ūkio ministerijos kvietimu pernai lankėsi Lietuvoje.
„Žinojau, kad ši fotomenininkė daug keliauja ir įvairiose pasaulio šalyse rengia savo parodas. Buvo smagu, kad ji praeitų metų gegužės mėnesį sutiko atvykti į Lietuvą,“- džiaugiasi Raimundas Michnevičius, Lietuvos turizmo informacijos centro Barselonoje direktorius. Pasak jo, „ispanė jaučia didelę simpatiją mūsų šaliai ir po parodos visas čia eksponuotas nuotraukas padovanos Lietuvai. Mes savo ruožtu tarsimės su įvairių Ispanijos miestų galerijomis tam, kad su šia paroda, tuo pačiu - ir mūsų šalimi susipažintų kuo daugiau ispanų“. Paroda veiks visą mėnesį. Jos oficialaus atidarymo metu svečiams bus surengtas mūsų šalies turizmo galimybių pristatymas tema „Lietuva - Baltijos jūros perlas“.http://barcelona.photobloggers.org/2009/03/02/lituania-deugenia-ortiz/

Aciu brangiam draugeliu Mariui, nes jei ne jis, buciau net nezinojus apie sita paroda. O kai cia sedi, tai taip sudreba sirdis pamacius ka nors lietuviska...Taigi nuejau i pristatyma (ten viskas vyksta tokiam dideliam knygyne, kur vien knygos apie keliones, zemelapiai etc.).. Hmm, gal ir gerai kad atejau tik i pabaiga to 'Lietuva-Baltijos juros perlas' galimybiu pristatymo, nes vyrukas vargiai galejo perskaityti pasiruosta (??!!) teksta ir kliuvinejo ties skaiciais. Na, bet spejau isgirsti apie saltibarscius ir cepelinus. hmmm. Pati fotografe tai graziai pasnekejo, kad po Lietuva paprasta keliauti, kad zmones nusiteike padeti, kad jai patiko ausktaitijos nac. parkas ir kopos, nes pati specializuojasi peizazu fotkinime. Tai ir nuotraukos tokios daugiau panoramines, daug is kaimo medines architekturos namuku, dar - kryziu kalnas. Toliau prasidejo klausimai, i kuriuos atsakinejo Raimundas. Keletas perliuku: (beje, klausimai irgi TOPiniai mirk is juoko)

Kokia mazdaug dabar ekonomine situacija LT? - nu... visi turime krize... bet turi pasakyti, kad musu kaimynams latviams dar blogiau..(tipiskas lietuviskas varymas ant kaimynu, net neziurint, kas musu kieme).

Jei turistas gejus keliautu i Lietuva, ar surastu aplinka? - nu, tai konservatyvi salis, yra visko, klubu etc (supainiojo su liberalia??)

kazka paklause del kalbos kazkas, sako Jo, visi kalba angliskai, gatvese, visur. lyg ti butu musu kokia tai oficiali kalba:)
Tiesa, dar buvo parasyta, kad paskui vaisins 'Lithuanian delicious', bet net nelaukiau, po to kai atnese sampano 10 tauriu, kuriu net trecdaliui susirinkusiu neuzteko (beje, maciau, buvo ir lietuviu, bet nedrisau kalbint kazkaip...).

- Amziaus geles. Ariele Butaux.

*Augini vaikus, o jie viena diena tampa tau svetimi, bet vis tiek jiems laikai atvertas duris. Galiausiai imi ant ju pykti uz viska, ak del ju apdartei, o jie tau atsauna, jog taves nieko neprase. ***

*Aisku, pralaimejau, bet nieko negaliu is to pasimokyti, nes nezinau, kur suklydau.

<...> Bet jei buciau maniusi, kad kazkas gali man tarti: ,,As tave myliu, Ziuljete", buciau laukusi. Galimas daiktas ilgai, gal iki siandienos. Juk dar nuostabiau, kai esi mylima tokiu metu, kai jau nieko daugiau nebelauki.

- He's Just Not That Into You.

Qué les pasa a los hombres

Alex: If a guy treats you like he doesn't give a sh*t, it's because he doesn't give a shit.
Gigi: How stupid is it that a girl has to wait for a guy's call anyway, right?
Mary: I had this guy leave me a voicemail at work, so I called him at home, and then he emailed me to my BlackBerry, and so I texted to his cell, and now you just have to go around checking all these different portals just to get rejected by seven different technologies. It's exhausting.

Gigi: Girls are taught a lot of stuff growing up. If a guy punches you he likes you. Never try to trim your own bangs and someday you will meet a wonderful guy and get your very own happy ending. Every movie we see, Every story we're told implores us to wait for it, the third act twist, the unexpected declaration of love, the exception to the rule. But sometimes we're so focused on finding our happy ending we don't learn how to read the signs. How to tell from the ones who want us and the ones who don't, the ones who will stay and the ones who will leave. And maybe a happy ending doesn't include a guy, maybe... it's you, on your own, picking up the pieces and starting over, freeing yourself up for something better in the future. Maybe the happy ending is... just... moving on. Or maybe the happy ending is this, knowing after all the unreturned phone calls, broken-hearts, through the blunders and misread signals, through all the pain and embarrassment you never gave up hope.

Gigi: I would rather be like that, then be like you.

Alex: Excuse me? What's that supposed to mean?

Gigi: I may dissect each little thing and put myself out there so much but at least that means that I still care. Oh! You've think you won because women are expendable to you. You may not get hurt or make an ass of yourself that way but you don't fall in love that way either. You have not won. You're alone. I may do a lot of stupid shit but I'm still a lot closer to love than you are.

- postsecret.com

- You can always make me smile.

Siempre eres capaz de hacerme sonreir.

- Escape to Africa

In my opinion cartoons nowadays aren't just for children!
- jokes, soundtrack and characters are just amazing!
(btw I'm convinced that The Simpsons wins without competition)
But the other night had so much fun watching Madagascar 2: Escape to Africa

Had a great time maybe because of watching it with my sis' :)

Here what Giraffe Melman told to Gloria the Hippopotamus:

Listen Mototo, you'd better treat this lady like a queen. Because you, you my friend... have found the perfect woman. If I was ever so lucky to find the perfect woman, I would give her flowers every day. And not just any flowers, okay? Her favorites are orchids. White. And I would bring her breakfast every day. Six loaves of wheat bread with butter on both sides. No crusts. Just the way she likes it. I'd be her shoulder to cry on and her best friend. And I'd spend every day thinking of ways to make her laugh. She has the most... amazing laugh. That's what I would do, if I were you. But I'm not. So you do it.

- Where I feel whole again.

* Vilnius, LT, 5-22 Feb 2009 See u in 3 months!

- Algunas cosas que me gustan// Things I like

blooming in May-the travel bug... - - azul turquesa - - * I have a constant need to be in love-las mariposas en el estomago..APRendeR CosaS------- amor por los churros con chocolate...y paella con mariscos .......- weakness of glass of martini.... viajar.
comprar gummy chuches para el cine...
escuchar iPod mientras paseo....
- Me gusta ir a tu casa, ver FRIENDS juntos, saber como te fue, ver que hay en tu nevera...robarte las palomitas,
- estar horas y horas con gente sin hablar de nada en particular - I like when people know that they can trust me. -- saber que una persona confió en mí.--inicio de muchas conversaciones-- Me considero una buena persona. I BELIEVE IN DESTINY*

* It's difficult to make me truly angry, but someone who succeeds would be surprised by how long I can hold a grudge
I like to wash dishes at my friends’ home...No me gusta que me hablen si no les caigo bien.

it seems learning more foreign languages would be something I would enjoy.

COFFEE TO GO - CAFE PARA LLEVAR.