Monday, August 25, 2008

Love Quote For Picnik

Olympics

I love excessively Olimpiadi.Si see the many sports together and meraviglioso.Poi is the fascination that comes from the old: to date, the dating of fragments of archaic Greek poetry, as well as ceramics and therefore archaeological remains are dated in relation to the discovery of the "Calendars" epigraphic ended up with the names of the winning athletes, the first Olympiad is estimated to have occurred in 776a.C.Gli athletes say that the Olympics have a special charm, that has nothing to do with World of specialties sportive.Poi is true that you do not hear or speak except to appoint certain nations Olimpiadi.Il downside is the horrible politicization of this wonderful event: it can not be more than Russians , cinesi.I Americans and Chinese who had decided to have 100 medals won at the expense of other athletes (eg Chinese silver rings ...), the Americans maldigeriscono someone else faster than them (such as Usain Bolt and Churandy Martina), Russians all'insegumento capacity to round up medals as they were when the USSR ...
I felt sincere pity for the Italian team of Rhythmic Gymnastics: crying, saying that there was no reason di impegnarsi tanto per la perfezione se poi vinceva la politica di un podio predeterminato Russia-Cina-Bielorussia.Io sono tanto emotiva ed ho sentito proprio tutta la loro frustazione.
I miei preferiti sono Usain Bolt (quanto è allegro e vitale), Dwayne Wade (l'unico cestista americano a non essere ricoperto di tatuaggi, lucido e umile), Josefa Idem che va a Pechino con i bambini e fa l'intervista con in braccio il più piccolo. Jonah tifava per la Giamaica, indistintamente ed aveva una passione per Margherita Granbassi.
Ieri sera Jonah dice: "Il Tibet è un continente povero".

Monday, August 18, 2008

Beach Volley Camel Toes



Da quando il maso è stato costruito, nel 1982, agosto è il mese della montagna. Io ho delle sensazioni contrastanti fine since I was little girl, on the one hand, the fact of resistance dictated by pique the way, I can not go for walks in montagna.Eppure are in an area that mountain lovers, from amateur mountaineers, consider it a true paradise The Lagorai, on the other hand, this stay out of my house chores and towns, quiesto slower pace might foster care, reading, embroidery, sewing: hand are pink impatience. I'm just unable to stand, to live in the moment: they are always one step ahead, with the head, the brain, which viaggai to ten times more than the body, as opposed to "me". In these situations I feel just split: there is my brain either side of reality, then I struggle to understand my size, where I am and what I am. I'm with the brain? I'm with the body? Of course ends with a general sense of alienation paralyzing.