the notebook

who ever said "love story" is the greatest love movie ever made is wrong. not even "jeux d`enfants" counts. the most incredible love story ever pictured is "the notebook". i can truly say that`s the kind of love i`m looking for. my friend said it does not exist in reality, but i believe it does. my soulmate has to believe too.  i want to have that kind of love in my life. maybe not now, but i don`t want to die not knowing how it feels. those of you who`ve seen the movie, tell me i`m wrong. rest of you, please don`t die before watching it.

 ["The most beautiful description of boy meets girl, boy loses girl, boy finds girl, then loses her again. It's how every person wants to be loved one day." Nickie , Resident Scholar ]

probably my longest post [definetely my longest post]

R: provocare

R: hai sa vb numai in citate din filme

C: hai sa nu

R: I beg your indulgence, Anthony

R: And life is for the alive, my dear / So let's keep living it.

C: This is how u do it in my neightborhood, b****h"

C: The years, no doubt, have changed me, sir

R: Sir, it's too good, at least.

C: I am your father, Luke"

C: Oh my god, I'm pregnant

R: I have you now!

R: I wonder if he's related to Ben.

R: We have an emergency alert in detention block AA-23.

R: Surely he must be dead by now.

C: false alarm.

R: Go back to your playpen, Baby.

C: A martini, 3 of vodka, ice shaken not stiirred

R: I won't tell your mother about this.

C: Don't lie to me Julia

R: Now, you'll hurt me if you don't trust me, all right?

C: Trust me....it's all i'm asking from you.

R: Johnny, what are you doing?

C: So, uh, what are we saying here? If we save LA from a nuclear bomb, then you and I can get together for dinner and a movie?

R: Oh, yes, as a matter of fact it is.

C: Would you like a muffin?

R: What do you mean, and fight the bossman?

C:You'll have to kill him, no mistakes

R: Sure Neil. No problem. We'll end the season with the pachenga.

C: Don't ever use the butt of pistol as a weapon!

R: I'll give you anything you ask.

R: Let them suffer then. As she suffers. How much shall I pay you?

C: Thank ya, honey.

R: I ask you for justice

C: Three dollars and sixty-eight cents.

R: Let me think about it. We'll see.

R: What's the matter? What's bothering you? I'll handle it. I told you I can handle it, I'll handle it.

C: This isn't some cheap video prop

R: Please don't do this to me, Mike. Please don't.

C: Merry Christmas, you filfhy animal

R: Go on. Get out of my sight.

R: Why come to me? What have I done to deserve such generousity?

C: Being red with pointy ears doesn't make me a devil, being a bastard does!

R: I said that I would see you because I had heard that you were a serious man.

C: Only if your idea of bliss is to forget everything about yourself: your favorite color! your lover!

R: First of all, you're all done.

R: Mike, you're wrong.

C: What does that mean?

R: Things could get rough with the move we're making.

C: What do you mean you liberated a lobster?

R: But there are reasons why you must have nothing to do with what's going to happen.

R: In Sicily, women are more dangerous than shotguns.

C: Please listen to me, we don't have to fight. You have the power to end it here and stop what you are doing.

C: Monsieur Bert, I understand that she has had some dealings with the mafia.

R: Now you listen to me, you smooth-talking son-of-a-bitch. Let me lay it on the line for you and your boss, whoever he is

C: The richest one percent of this country owns half our country's wealth, five trillion dollars

R: Let's listen to the song

R: That's a true story.

C: he blombleebleh to the bleebleebluhhh. It's lies isnt it? Thats all lies!

R: No, no, no, not this time

C: You know what they say. Lies are just friends you haven't met.

R: You're taking this very personal.

R: And they might like a story like that.

C: I make the fabulous... I make the crap into credible. I make the dull into..

R: Two terms. One in Italy and one here.

C: Wouldn't you rather just fuck me and never know?

C: You'll be a fugitive. You'll be exhalt from Venice for the rest of your life.

R: Goddamn it Phil, I said take him in!

R: I spent my whole life trying not to be careless. Women and children can be careless. But not men.

R: What's the matter with you. Is this how you turned out?

C: I'm not dead. If I were dead I wouldn't be able to look you in the eye and tell you, you are screwing up again.

R: I'm gonna make him an offer he can't refuse.

C: Jail cell design hasn't changed much in centuries, has it?

R:You want me to hang around?

C: Maybe you should go home

R: Bonasera... Bonasera.

R: Are you a pro?

C: Ciao, Dad.

C: Is your pussy taking all the risk?

R: Were you ever engaged in any sadomasochistic activity?

C: She's your pimp, baby, and she will mess you up if you play her

R: Killing isn't like smoking. You can stop.

R: You like playing games don't you?

C: The good part is - no more blood. The bad part is - no more sleep.

R: I'd have to be pretty stupid to write a book about killing and then kill him the way I described in my book. I'd be announcing myself as the killer. I'm not stupid

R:Everyone that she plays with dies.

C: Stupid! All of ya! Plain stupid!

C: Would you like it if others laughed at YOUR misfortune, hmm? Maybe we should find out!

R: Oh, why don't you get one of those friendly therapists and work out all that hostility.

R: This is your life and it's ending one minute at a time.

R: Only after disaster can we be resurrected.

C: Do you have a light?

R: look at me... or you can use vinegar and neutralize the burn.

R: I's not my problem.

R: Sit.

C: Piss off, little witches.

R: It's getting exciting now

C: They can do what they like with them.

R: Three pitchers of beer, and you still can't ask.

R: I felt like destroying something beautiful.

C: I've been offered candy bars and nylons

C: Cotton candy?

R: The things you own end up owning you.

C: Cotton candy?

R: Surprise me.

R: I'd fight Gandhi.

C: Some people just want to see the world burn.

R: How's that working out for you?

R: here are things about you that I like. You're smart, you're funny, you're... spectacular in bed... But you're intolerable! You have very serious emotional problems. Deep seated problems for which you should seek professional help.

C: 'll put it over here, in case you change your mind.

R: Sticking feathers up your butt does not make you a chicken.

C: Then you are a little mad..

C: Of course I'm mad you shot me in the ass! and I'll never forgive you okay? There.

R: You're not getting this back. I consider it asshole tax.

C: No! I hate you, Thomas Jefferson! I don't know who I am anymore! You can't be my father!

R: I am Jack's raging bile duct.

C: It sounds like a bladder infection.

R: It's a comforter..

C: You'll have to come back, if you want to tell him what you want for Christmas.

R: Right

C: Did it ever occur to you that I don't want to stop?

R: I am enlightened.

C: That's short for bullshit.

R: Pretend you're me, make a managerial decision: you find this, what would you do?

C: We told them that if the Queen was having a party, that Nursie always goes as a cow. From that moment, he was doomed. All we had to do was escape, return, and kill the cow.

R: Huh?

C: Well there must be a logical explanation about those stories.

R: know it seems like I have more than one side sometimes...

R: Deja vu - all over again.

R: 'll bring us through this. As always

C: You are a beyoodiful lyedee, but what a cow.

R: Do not... fuck with us.

C: I don't give a damn.

R: Like splicing single frames of pornography into family films.

C: This is not one of your stupid action movies, Tony.

R: What? Do you mean did I think we were just having sex or making love?

R: You said you would definitely say that.

R: We're a generation of men raised by women. I'm wondering if another woman is really the answer we need

C: Hey, all women shit, women are full of shit.

R: I wish I could return the favor.

R: You wanna see pain? Swing by First Methodist Tuesday nights. See the guys with testicular cancer. That's pain.

C: Oh, come on, how dumb do you think I am?

C: No pain, no gain

R: Like so many others, I had become a slave to the Ikea nesting instinct.

R: What are you talking about?

C: You just won 365 more days in your Ikea-furnished closet.

C: Nah, that thing's too heavy to..

R: shoot you too. You're life's finished anyway.

C: Excuse me guys, I can feel a second coming.

R: What? You givin' me an ultimatim?

C: You're either dead or you're not dead.

R: Oh don't get cute now.

C: Hey, Frank, wake up! You're not allowed to sleep through the topical meeting.

R: Women! What can you say? Who made 'em? God must have been a fuckin' genius.

C: Hey boss, don't you have some kind of weird thing about women and sawdust?

R: I'm givin' ya pearls here.

C: You're tired. I should let you sleep.'

R: Then do it. You wanna do it? Do it. Let's go

R: So give up. You wanna give up? Give up 'cause I'm giving giving up too.

C: I like working with you, Chase; you're a nice kid.

C: Well, I can't take it anymore. I quit!

R: C'mon you miserable blind motherfucker let's do it.

C: The situation could get out of control, me leaving and all.

R: When in doubt... fuck.

C: Sir, I'm gonna say this as politely as possible: I will fuck you up.

R: It's not how long it takes, it's who's taking you.

C: ou know Booth, uh, is a really good guy.

R: Story of my life. I always get the fuzzy end of the lollipop.

C: Apparently it's the most miserable, depressing place you've ever seen in your life.

C: You've reached the end, Wesley.

R: We didn't see anything!

C: This time you've reached the end of your rope.

R: We could...

C: Cause I'm dying, dumbass.

R: You wanna make a federal case of it?

C: No, let's leave them wanting more!

C: The hardest part about moving forward is not looking back.

R: When I was a kid, Joe, I used to have a dream

C: Maybe you'll freak out about it in a few days.

R: It's me, Sugar!

R: But I might spill some.

R: This may even turn out to be better

C: Your turn to go, pro, give me your best shot.

R: Even the most miserable life is better than a sheltered existence in an organized society where everything is calculated and perfected.

R: We're missing something.

C: Excuse me, is this the secret hideout of the Gestapo?

R: That's not necessarily bad news.

C: Whanna' come back to what it was?

R: Is there any risk of brain damage?

C: I don't know what I'm supposed to do with this.

R: It's been suggested.

C: No, I don't think so. But your dad is going to try to find her a home.

R: I don't know. I felt like a scared little kid. I was like... it was - it was above my head. I don't know.

C: We'll do whatever we can to make it easier for him, I promise.

C: I promise, I'll make this up to you. And you look... amazing.

R: Remember me. Try your best; maybe we can.

R: By morning, you'll be gone.

C: I'm doing my BEST! What do you want? Prozzie jokes?

R (12/22/2008 01:23:35): Please let me keep this memory, just this one.

i was thinking of posting a statement on my blog for 12 hours and see if the person it reffers to will see it. but i think i am too scared to do that yet. 

 Christmas is coming so i bought this little thingie to put in my tree. of course, it`ll stay on my desk, but i think it`s fabulous: Christmas and coffee in the same entity. soooo fucking fabulous!!!!

sugar plumhouse 

the heart

I have read on Paulo`s blog what he thinks about the heart and also some comments to his post. the most impressive one was a quote -it doesn`t say whom it belongs- that goes like this: "It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye". 

I think this in an outrageous saying, it shouts love with every letter. why everytime we have to take a big decision in our lovelife and we choose something wrong we blame ourselves for using our heart instead of our brains? why must all good choises come from our brain? i believe life is trying us out and that`s why we are so often put in this kind of situations. and if so, is fate the one that guides through our choices? or do we really choose with our heart/brains? things have gone this way because nowadays we cannot afford to do anything wrong, people aren`t that understanding anymore. so we live with the fear of failing and that`s why we always have second thoughts. 

i would really like to find out the recipe to happiness, true love and unregrettable actions. maybe that way i`ll understand better what`s going out in this world that we`re living. until then, so help me god. 

pre 2009 post

30 days until new year. this can mean two things: we have little time to do whatever we said we`ll do this year, or enaugh time to endure, before we can make new changes in our lives. i have plenty of things to do, but also can`t wait this year to be over so that i can make new plans, and follow new dreams. another new year without a date. why does it mean so much if you kiss someone at that particular moment? cuz right now, i don`t really know. it is said that you will stick together with that person that year, but even i believe that is bullshit. maybe the effect of mistletoe is different. that helped me keep somethig, but not a relationship. and i am trying to define that 'something' for a couple of years now. i wonder what `ill do next year. will i bungee jump, will i get a 10 in maths, will i fall in love? or these are just unattainable things? for instance, this year i said i`ll go and meet Xiko, but i didn`t do that, and i don`t have enaugh time to do that now. i also said i`ll go to italy for my lover. that also didn`t happen. and i am happy because of that, this way i can stick to my beautiful memories. i said i wanted to fly and thank god i`ve flyed eight times this year. i also said i`ll read shakespeare and that i`ll be happy, i said i wanted to be an amazing volunteer for save the children and look how all these turned out. i also found myself a dance partner. i am tremendously grateful for all these things that i manadged to accomplish. there is only one thing that`s still racking my brain: the 11th task on my list was "to love" [and i was referring to truly, unselfish, faithful love]. well, that didn`t turned out ok also [see thursday, october 23 ] and i wonder: do i still have enaugh time? or what`s already done is forever?