Overjoyed

Just a sound... and my day changed completely. The telephone rang and a voice that I hadn't heard in quite a lot of time surprised me. I'm not the I-love-surprises kind of girl, but sometimes it's nice to be shaken by something you don't expect... and if it's good news it's even better! I was about to give up on someone and here I am now, full of hope again.

Let's celebrate!

Sounds of memory

All the good songs tell something and are worth listening to, but there are a few of them that have the power to move me like nothing else. They can be just melodies, sounds of my memories, dreams... or they can tell my story... either way whenever I listen to those songs (or music, 'cause some of them don't even have lyrics) something inside of me changes. For good. They give me strenght, theyt make me sad, they are a good company, they torn my soul. They remember me of something, of someone, of places, of people, of feelings, of losses... sometimes are songs that I don't even like but anyway they have a special power over me. If I run into them by chance (like on the radio or while I'm listening to random songs on my mp3 player), they always hit me like a fist...
Here's a few of them in a completely casual order.

Modena City Rumblers Ninnananna
Bon Jovi Always
BandaBardò BeppeAnna
Radiohead Creep
Milo Ayo Technology
Faith No More Easy
Guns 'N' Roses Don't cry
Counting Crows Round Here
Sonata Arctica Replica
Stevie Wonder Overjoyed
Traintalking Cool to be different
The Who Behind Blue Eyes
Neil Patrick Harris & Felicia Day My eyes
The Darkness I Believe In A Thing Called Love
The Lion King Soundtrak Hakuna Matata
Lordi Hard Rock Hallelujah

I better stop... I could go on like this forever XD

Waiting for that hammer to fall...

Tonight (re)starts my singing adventure... I miss the stage, I miss the audience, I miss the adrenaline... But I'm ready to rock! Reharsals will be tough, sure, but I'm certainly gonna have so much fun... I love my band (sounds nice sayin' my band): they can really play and are wonderful people. It feels so good to spend time with them. They're a sort of happy place, an island of relax and color just in the middle of my otherwise grey life. I don't think they know how important they are to me... Should I tell 'em?

ROCCHENROLL!

Is it cool to be different?

A friend of mine sings that "It's cool to be different"... Is it? Although I think he might be right, I can't stop wondering: different from what? Different from who? Who is normal and who is different?

Am I?

Am I different? And how?

Sometimes I feel so fucking normal. Sometimes it's just like no one in the entire universe can understand me: so maybe I am different from the rest of the people I know, after all. Not sure it's cool, anyway.

But what if this being normal-yet-different is what makes me who I am, what makes me special?
I should definitely thank that friend: love his song... And yeah, it is cool to be different... special... unique.

I feel I am.

Sooner or later someone will notice it and will appreciate that.

Moo with me!

That's something very important that I finally learned last year: it's better doing all the things that you feel like doing, even the stupid ones, even the crazy ones, than don't do them and then wonder how it would have been instead if... So FORGET REGRET and start MOOING WITH ME! (That's something really stupid, but very helpful, I promise)