It's coming

It's coming!!! My new house is growing up.
I'm very very very very very happy.

Just

Can't get the stink off
He's been hanging round for days
Comes like a comet
Suckered you but not your friends
One day he'll get to you
And teach you how to be a holy cow

You do it to yourself, you do
and that's what really hurts
You do it to yourself, just you
you and no-one else
You do it to yourself
You do it to yourself

Don't get my sympathy
Hanging out the 15th floor
You've changed the locks three times
He still comes reeling through the door
One day I'll get to you
And teach you how to get to purest hell

You do it to yourself, you do
and that's what really hurts
You do it to yourself, just you
you and no-one else
You do it to yourself
You do it to yourself

You do it to yourself, you do
and that's what really hurts is
You do it to yourself, just you
you and no-one else
You do it to yourself
You do it to yourself, yourself, yourself.

french, tunisian, spain, chinese, south irland, german, italy all here

you are a guy. How much travel did you have? May be a lot, but every time with some friends with you. What happens when you have a travel without one? You take a look around. And what happens when you are in a campus out of Italy, where surely the globalisation it's not again somethink that you feel every day. It happens that you see a lot of different people and then you think that a lot of your life could be spent better taking a look deeper and larger than you usualy done. You could meet a chinese guy, a bit shy with his father who not speek one word of english. You could see prepare some 馄 (I hope ravioli) by his father with a deep pot and a lot of rise. You could meet a funny french guy with a lot of gangia, a bottle of chardoney and one other of whiskey, but who refuses a beer if you offer at him, 'cos he has to go at belfast with a car. You could meet a tunisian girl, very nice, have a long talk with a beer about of seriously stuff, and also be so unlikly to discover she come at home tomorrow. At last you could meet an other time two silent french guys, a not so funny german guy, a too much big and shy spanish girl: you had just met them, before, and sure you didn't think to be possibilities to meet again, and onestely you didn't hope anyway, and they don't came back at home tomorrow!!

Blow Job

ahahahahahahahh I'm smiling. I begun 30 mins ago...
http://it.youtube.com/watch?v=W2rGrlfbsiw&mode=related&search=
ahahahahah

Alice

Sad suffering
I knew you when
Fairwell thee friend of mine
I try not to think
I merely blink
Hope to wish away the lies...
I...
Can you protect
Me when Im wrecked
Ill pretend youre still alive
I choose the day
One death and grey,
Thick fog, I hide and smile
Clear all your sins
Get born again
Just repeat a couple lies
Lies... yeah
Sad suffering.....
Get born again....

fast and furios thinking

I hate make this post only with images...without some photos....

the dark side of the Force : the point of view of my chauvinism

Do you know Simone?
Simone is a my very young friend, whoI met by means a my collegue.
He's very funny guys with a peculiarity: The Force is great in him.
He likes to the girls. There is a problem. The Force is wasted with him.
For instance: an eveningh this guy and someone else have organized a party with some friends (me too). He has met a beatifull girl, he has talked about with her, talked a lot, until the morning and then they went to sleep...to sleep, only to sleep he said to us.
What!??!?!?!?!? May I'm a very rough man (if I can use it about a person) but....I don't know, there is somethink wrong.
Anyway we had tipped him for a lot of time.... until yesterday for me.
'cos yeasterday it's happened the same think to me ( I say to you, no panic the force is not wasted in me) !!! I had a very friendly talking with a beatifull girl.
Surely she talked with me without other intentions ( I said to you I have no Force )
but while she talk with me and said bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla I though fuck fuck fuck fuck....the dark side of the force has got me completly.
How is possible recover a status like that...



ahahahahahha ok sorry I has tipped to you. But there is surely something of true in that chuvinism point of view. Probably quite all of us man think only to four alphabetique sign when we meet a beatiful girl. It's the dark side of the Force which get us completly and get off our neuronal connections. But what means beautifull girl? In this questions and in the answer which all of us could provide every time in a different way, there is the way for our reabilitation.


At last, I had searched some images on google with beautiful girl key words. I was be sure to find a lot of ''how the mam as done'' girl. I was in righ. But not completly. I found also a web blog with a swit swit swit post. surely one of us is in safe ( also in sane ).

the motivations

Hello!!!
what happens here? a lot of things... no it's no correct a large amount of thing.
in the first time, as u should be seen, i came back in Ireland. In the second time, my travell was gone on very quickly and easy...without problems. easy get the train, the flight, the taxi, find the room in the campus, and so on....
But it's not enough!! It's not enough to admit a post, a new post after a lot of time without.
WHHHHHHHHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY????? a my friend could ask?
WHHHHHHHHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!! a my friend could answer!!

'cos to make a post I need a good motivation ( and a enouph free time, u know? the time when u don't have, don't mush do nothing else that itsn't what do u want!?)
And now some motivation there are....and also the time :D

For completeness, I had a lot of motivation ( I'll buy an house, I came back in Ireland, two of my best friends are married, an other twice will be married soon, and other two again.
As well a lot of sensations and thinking....

anyway the time goes over and now I am a little tired. Only an other anticipation: Prague...it's surely a beatifull city!!!! Only a advice, never ask to a prague girl, How is prague? May be it's not the correct expression to ask if it is beatyfull or not, if it's busy, with polluttion...and so on I don't know....but the answer is anyway the same .... I'm living there!
ok see u ( may be tomorrow night, probably the day after )

...an other spot ( a little crazy )

Lol if you have a problem with english that no vocaboulary or dictionary or book or paper or some else you would like to use and you don't know how solve it!! No PANIC !! use Babfero!!! What it it?
I talk about it after...

I came back!!!

It's unbelivable!!!! I would like meet the tunisian girl
and instead I was with a French boy
to talk about something, to eat bolognese and drink the same bear (ahahahah)....
Ops, sry...I didn't say hello.
Hello!!! I came back in Ireland!!! North Ireland, exacly....
This is my first post after come back here...and It's also to anticipate what it happened yesterday.
I will complete it in the evening or in the night

I drunk a bear!!!!!!!!! LOL

I was reading my last post and the others. Very funny, above all for my english. I know it's very all-merciful english : with writing error 'cos I write too much quickly and I use often Word for writing, there are the errors by my illiteracy!!
I don't give a damn!!!
It's funny post in english. When I will came back at home, may be I will write in italian......

I had a look of photod maided today.
Faboulous, the Pisa's Tower (of the darkness ahhahah) in Belfast.

There is nothing about. And there is no why for. Now I'm listening it. And so, I want remember of these moments.

Patience and pleasantness

Next day : new experiences. Today i had a visit in Belfast with Joseph. Who is joseph?
Then, he's him (ahah very maccheronic english, I think)!!

He's pleasing bug guy from Sweden. He's surely a good researcher, but above all a role player of wow. But, he spoke too much quickly for me and often I have to ask him to repeat. What patience!!! :D





So, this morning I met a Libian guy. Very gentle! I had no one pot to cook, and he borrow me one. Fine!! We have talk about Libian, Italy, Ireland and..smoke. He smoke too much!! At least he asked to me why I was using the hands to make the sigarettes ( I smoke rough tobacco, here, normal it's too much expensive ). He asked : "Why don't use the Smoker's Best Friend". What is it. So, in the mornig, he have buy on e for me! Very Gentle!!
Let's go, it's the Smoker's Best Friends





After that we had talk about something, movie and so on. I tried my new best friend and tak a bier, bid an other!! Ops!!! Shit, I'm out of the word. I hope only that it was not offensive for him He refused. He's islamic. I am been not so gentle :( .

And so. It's the second day of my Blog and the 5th day in Irland...I would means...4,3,2,1 sec ok It's the 6th day in Irland :D

I have just a watch of Therry Pratcher's HogFather. Very Very Nice.
Tomorrow I have to wake uo early, and so I don't have time to write very much.
I have the time for post some photos, this I do!!


It' the university of Ulster in Joarnestown....ohhh I don't remeber everytime how it write...so...

Then there are my rooms and the poster

Ok, let's go. I'm Alberto from Italy. Now I'm in Ireland for my Phd, at Joarnstown (I hope it's right wirte), near to Belfast. It's my first travel completly alone. It's an new experience for me, very hard, very interesting. I have the opportunities to know new people and above all a new way to view the think. For instance, this evening i had a nice walk near to the sea, I lighted a sigarette, thought to the day and drunk a bier. Ok, it's all fine. But while I was coming back, I see a poster writing some like that "it's very offensive have alcholic drink in a public place. All offender could have a penalty up till 100 pounds".... WHAT!?!?!? WHY!?!?!??!! I drunk my bear very fast asking me why? So, in Italy, in the city where I live, Florence, there isn't laws like that, it's not important, because it's not so easy to meet people drunk and bothersome. May my mind too much closed to understand this way. Anyway I'm happy for that, I have learned another thing and now I wil don't drink anything alcholic in a public place, in Irlend. :D