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A million wrongs, A million rights, but question is one with one answer.

 

Only we choose, who may judge us.

 


Симметрия.Ошибка.

Пятница, 25 Мая 2007 г. 18:59 + в цитатник

Он делает шаг в право, она делает шаг в право.Он уходит, она уходит. Она спит, он спит. Она говорит,он говорит. Все происходит одновременно. Им не сойтись к одной точке.

А бывает, когда она взлетает,он сидит. Он тянется, она отворачивается. Он бежит,она исчезает. Она предлагает,он не слышит.

Глупо,дурно,больно, тяжело. Их мысли схожи, а действия противоположны. Диссонанс.

НО ЕСТЬ ОДИН МАЛЕНЬКИЙ НЮАНС:

they(4ever/4ever/4ever)
*IN LOVE**IN LOVE**IN LOVE**IN LOVE**IN LOVE**IN LOVE**IN LOVE**IN LOVE**IN LOVE**IN LOVE*

Слезы льются, когда смотришь на них.

Хочешь помочь, но получаешь отказ. хочешь спасти,но их не поймать.

Я не понимаю, как они еще вместе. Эти люди замечательные,талантливые и веселые,я смело могу гордиться ими, они прекрасны, но ужиться они, никак не могут.Она боится,а он ждет когда пройдет этот страх.

И каждый раз она со скрипом на зубах уходит,ей больно делать это, он догоняет ее, и тогда она готова заплакать от счастья. Она любит его, она не может без него.

Не знаю кто написал,но с детства с рифмой дружит,за то в тему...есть люди,что также мучаются.

Unknown Artist.

Они расстались,

Она попросила,Он согласился,

Они разбежались.

Забылись на время, расстались мгновенно.

И так не сошлись,и гордость смиренна.

Но к черту все  смело послать не дилемма.

Обида в сердцах сидит, как гиена.

То лает,кусает,

То плачет,скучает,

То птицей летает,

Гиена в сердцах.

Но можно убрать все

И лаской загладить,

Но Она убегает

А он догоняет.

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Среда, 23 Мая 2007 г. 20:50 + в цитатник

Запахи грез
Следы на земле
Упавший мир дождя
В мире зеркал кривых как дни,
Я потерял тебя

Я верил
Надежда казалась мне солью
Рассыпанной по земле
Я помнил холодное лето
Оно было как ты
Где алая роза заката
Давала мне силы любить
Как жаль, что так быстро ушла ты
Не дав мне все забыть

Так жги мое сердце!
Вальсом в темноте
Я отблеском света
Прикоснусь к тебе!

Призраки снов
Потерянный мрак
Которым ты жила
В мире зеркал
Кривых как дни, я отыскал тебя

Богиня, твой шаг дуновения ветра
В желтеющей листве
Я долго, подобно рассвету
Сходил с небес к тебе

Возьми мое пламя и сжалься
Кровавый бутон моих сил
Я умер, но ты не печалься
Я все тебе простил

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Ce?Unde?Ca"nd?

Пятница, 18 Мая 2007 г. 21:56 + в цитатник
В колонках играет - Zdob s"i Zdub
Настроение сейчас - iubirea

Iubire-me. I"n mintea mea acum tra"iesti doar tu.Pe stra'ri pluteste doar dragostea. Nopti fara de somn,di nou,nimeni nu ma-a-nteles. Noi vrem doar iubirea,noi vrem sms. Da-mi iubirea ta la-ope a mea. Nio vrem mare. Noi vrem soare.

 



the vines

Четверг, 17 Мая 2007 г. 19:37 + в цитатник
В колонках играет - this sing
Настроение сейчас - I'm fall in love with him. I'm in love

Don't Listen To The Radio

Don't listen to the radio
Hear something that ya ready know
I got no radio

Don't speak upon the telephone
Hear somethin' that you're never shown
I got no telephone

Get out the way today
(Oh yeah I say)
Get out the way today
(Oh yeah I say)

Don't listen to the TV show
Feel someone that you ready know
I got no T.V.O

Get out the way today
(Oh yeah I say)
Get out the way today
(Oh yeah I say)




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Понедельник, 07 Мая 2007 г. 22:03 + в цитатник
Настроение сейчас - а вот и все

Я упала, упала глубоко. Мне не виден свет, не видны формы, не виден дождь, который смыл меня сюда,когда-то. Я лежу в этой суводи, на середине плоскости,а вокруг линии. По этим линиям ходят люди,они проходят мимо меня и никто не смотрит,хотя всё видят.   Один прошел, еще пара прошла, другой прошел. Жду,может кто-то из проходящих вернется. Одного жду, тех двух, последнего. Провалилась дальше-долго ждала,они не успели, время решило так. Линии исчезли. Люди исчезли.Формы, свет-нет ничего. И не темно,вроде, а я все не вижу,и никак мне не прозреть. Давит все.Я медленно спускаюсь. Я бегу,пытаюсь выгрести, дыхание забил воздух,он не для меня, руки отнялись. Все. Смешно было когда ты так беспомощный и слабый, пытаешься подняться сам. А вот и нет, не получилось. Я ушла.



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Воскресенье, 06 Мая 2007 г. 20:47 + в цитатник

The hottest Ska group in town is the Ska-talites. Last Sunday at Bournemouth was the likes of which you've never seen, with grown men prostrate at the tuffness of the sounds.


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Пятница, 30 Марта 2007 г. 21:59 + в цитатник
В колонках играет - Good morning herr horst
Настроение сейчас - Ыыыыыыыыы

I've been walking down the street
With a Tambourine on my feet
Mando I'm holding every beat steady and low
Well if it would've been me
Diao I would have turned into the Factory
And chase that little girl back and blue
Good
Now I'm bleeding
And 'Im freezing
And I'm crying once again
Morning For monday glass
For monday glass

So if you see me on the street
Herr Don't ask me about my passing days
Just slip another coin
Horst And walk away

LaLaLaLaLaLaLaLaLaLaLaLa

I once had a love of mine
With a different heart
in another time
I riew that me with pills and alcohol

I once had a child of mine
With a different heart 
In another time
I riew that all with booze and lack of soul

Now I'm bleeding
And 'Im freezing
And I'm crying once again
For monday glass
For monday glass

So if you see me on the street
Don't ask me about my passing days
Just slip another coin
And walk away

Just slip another coin
And walk away


LaLaLaLaLaLaLaLaLaLaLaLa



Today

Четверг, 29 Марта 2007 г. 23:51 + в цитатник
 (127x102, 2Kb)В колонках играет - This Picture - Placebo
Настроение сейчас - nice, some time

We  need some rain...

FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!

Пятница, 23 Марта 2007 г. 14:40 + в цитатник
В колонках играет - Acoustic Ladyland
Настроение сейчас - FAQ, my world!

I am really sorry about being stupid writings in my li., but in three days the fucking problems of my fucking life. I am in it so I have hard brainstorm.  Thank you for it,my friend.
Okay, let's get started.
Sex/gender outsiders, hate speech, and freedom of expression : can you say that about me?
Tell me why : i'm so anxious/crip/mad/lucky/love/nice/stupid?
 


Your part

Понедельник, 19 Марта 2007 г. 22:14 + в цитатник
В колонках играет - nothing
Настроение сейчас - Cry

Time, what does it means in life?

 

We’re always recalling last flirts in our remembers. We remember people what didn’t scared to recognize those mistakes & those feels, but it’s the most hard recognition to them self.

 

Why they have done it? Why they didn’t afraid to do this recognize? With everyone may be anything bad or they may go away from you, & you’ll never said about your deep inside & you’ll never comeback this person, to said your secrets!

 

For what keeping it into our hearts? For only didn’t felt you scaring to him or you? Cowardice is it, or maybe you’re not hero for this feat? How you must be strong for to know the “Art of recognition”?

 

To everyone be magic, magic of fascinate was gave for anyone, man you is or woman. Don’t ashamed things what early or late will be opening. Not someone showing or talking about it, your secrets everybody possible feel.

 

Be people- philosophers, they’re screaming that society becoming more humane, but they’re not right!

People ever becoming animals, no changes, no evolution didn’t & won’t be.

And at all I'm sorry that I'm so silly.

I'm never appreciate true people, what really love me... It's my problem, I'm ever close my feels for my natives, but they must know: I LOVE YOU!

That's all, sorry that i'm so stupid...



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Пятница, 09 Марта 2007 г. 20:54 + в цитатник
В колонках играет - Arctic Monkeys
Настроение сейчас - nice, but few sad

love as smooth as honey... Met my guy he is really nice. I miss him...

At all I want to say: i find


The International Writers Magazine
: Adpatation


One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest by Ken Kesey/Milos Foreman
Sally Hawkesford


O
ne flew east, one flew west, one flew over the cuckoo’s nest, but which way did Milos Forman take in his adaptation of Ken Kesey's classic One flew over the Cuckoo’s nest?

One of the key movies of the 70’s is claimed to be Milos Forman's One Flew over the Cuckoos Nest. Forman’s take on the classic hallucinogenic, antiestablishment novel is somewhat left to be desired. His film undermines the author Ken Kesey's original, which deals with the complex cultural issues of the 20th century.


The film adaptation cuts important scenes and themes from the original. For example, Forman's version completely misses out the harsh racial discrimination, which the resident guards undertake under the influence of the wicked Nurse Ratched, effectively played by Louise Fletcher. The language used by Kesey, with reference to the guards, definitely puts a cultural influence into context as to how ‘Blacks’ were represented in 60’s within society. Quotes such as "The black boys" (Kesey, 1962, 139) are generally how the resident guards are described.

The political content of the novel is not developed enough through the characters and themes of the film. On reading the book, it’s quite obvious Kesey’s idea of the asylum establishment is based around Russian politics with a direct link to the Soviet Union embedded within the character of Nurse Ratched. However, the film doesn't convey these complex ideologies to the viewer whatsoever.
Kesey has been quoted in saying that had he never been in the acid movement group the Merry Pranksters in the 60’s he would have never written One Flew over the Cuckoo’s nest. This makes me wonder why Milos Forman didn’t include some of the many scenes of the Chief’s hallucinations, also, priceless lines such as "Jus’ a plain old cigarette. Hee hee, yes. You want a toke?" (Hauben and Goldman 1975). This line in itself concludes Kesey's cultural influences from the drug movements apparent in the era in which he wrote.

The main problem I had with this film, is the fact, why did Forman change the whole direction and narration of this book? The book is written from the narration and direction of Chief Bromden, Played by William Redfield, but the film takes direction from star attraction, Randall Patrick McMurphy, Played by Jack Nicholson. In my eyes, the casting of Jack Nicholson as McMurphy was an ambiguous decision on many levels. Nicholson did play the character of McMurphy exceptionally well. However from the vivid iconic imagery that the reader gets in the novel, McMurphy is inaccurate in being star of the film.

The Chief character is the main disappointment within Forman’s screenplay. The Chief is the protagonist, and it should have stayed that way. In my opinion Nicholson would have been more suitably cast as the Chief's role. That way Forman would still have made his box office smash and also made an extraordinary rendition of Kesey’s novel. The actual characterisation of the Chief is poor. Within the film the viewer isn't guided through the true medical condition of the character and the reasons behind his imprisonment. In the novel we learn why the Chief is deaf and dumb; we're introduced into his tribal background and understand the true characteristics behind his acute condition of schizophrenia and paranoia. Parts of the novel where the Chief talks in-depth about the mist and fog that is taking over his own instinct of vision aren't even worthy of a mention in the mind of Forman. The film only touches on the Chief's character from the visual form and starves the viewer from the moments where Kesey has crafted an emotional connection between the reader and the character.

Kesey has been quoted as saying that he has never watched Forman's rendition and sued the producers because the rewriting of the screenplay, and especially the narration, not being told from the eyes of the Chief was one factor that Kesey couldn't understand.

The film is good in its own right. It has yet to outshine the novel. It is difficult to describe the two distinctly different artistic methods of storytelling without comparing them in depth. I feel the film simplifies some of Kesey's main themes and complexities that he deals with in the novel. The film has made the story into a comedy, with, I admit, quite humorous scenes including McMurphy and Charlie Cheswick, played by Sydney Lassick. But, by making this film into a comedy, Forman managed to take away the films true meaning. Forman managed to simplify the fact of the treatment that these men were under going in this hospital, and their lack of human rights whilst in this establishment.

Quibbles aside, the novel is tremendous with its muscular narrative and fight for justice, which can leave you sometime feeling completely high. The film is also awesome! Its story is simple, tragic and humorous and oddly life-affirming. If you haven't already read the novel, read it! If you haven’t seen the film then watch it! See which way you fly.

© Sally Hawkesford November 2005

Sally is a Creative Arts major at the University of Portsmouth



Результат теста "Цвет твоей души...."

Среда, 07 Марта 2007 г. 19:30 + в цитатник
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"Цвет твоей души...."

Изумрудная душа

Твоя душа хитра, но при этом склонна к детской наивности, ты веришь в судьбу, в приметы. С тобой легко в общении, люди тебе доверяют.
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You'd think that the cold would numb your feelings.. it obviously doesn't

Воскресенье, 04 Марта 2007 г. 20:24 + в цитатник
В колонках играет - cooller in my comp are sounds in my room.
Настроение сейчас - thanks, good..what will you doing all this day? Oh, sorry, you are only menu...nice..

All my bloogs in this diary are stupid, i think..But i'm so happy inside & so sad to all this world, i think. My love is boring &  he is sad, maybe i'm guilty in it. The spring is here and  everything is cold and wet and windy. As I sit here gales roar outside (a bit of an exaggeration here but thats just the mood I'm in) and the rain bounces off of the window.

I'd like to say to this world I LOVE YOU!!! And it'll answer me I LOVE YOU TOO, but now. I'm like gun, if anyone needs me, i'm on & i'm shoot ( i meen useful), but if i'm not necessery , all people use me for only decoration in their life.  Sadly. sadly, coz all people are petty. I can't find a frind, what never will used me. I'm crying & screaming: PLEASE LOVE ME ! I AM ME! HELP ME! I WANT BE FREE! ... but no one answer me.

Since my computer got fixed me thinks I should write more journals or bloogs or whatever you want to call me...

All my words are not about me, it's only sadness and few beautifull scetch, hehe.




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Среда, 07 Февраля 2007 г. 18:19 + в цитатник
В колонках играет - emorphis
Настроение сейчас - crashed

Nothing wrongs, nothing rights. 

A million wrongs, A million rights, but question is one with one answer.

Only we choose, who may judge us.  

  To appreciate, every thing in last, what becoming past, what fell in time, over, end, at all: sad.Be in shame what ever you may, coz when you lost your treasure.Say him: give me space, give me heart & give me soul & stay with me, call me only, if you are coming home, my sun is love & all of my life in yellow!You so perfect when fall love, it’s drug. You impose it for anyone, coz it- so nice, but at the end of this all, so hard for you to see. Alive your heart for next- it’s so hard.Crashed? Why? Who guilty? You are absent-minded, but it isn’t surprised. You feel alone & lost & need a friend. Don’t afraid it, it may be.Maybe we’re all different, but we still the same. Everyone got the blood, what running through the veins.  not only sex, unite people.And what about died love: remember- every new beginning is start for look around.I know how it is. I lose my love, but I can’t to tall about it, sorry. 

But if time will become, maybe, you’ll find out anything about it… 

But in my heart was only September.

 



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Пятница, 02 Февраля 2007 г. 17:01 + в цитатник

WOW

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Среда, 24 Января 2007 г. 15:10 + в цитатник
В колонках играет - The future sound of London
Настроение сейчас - Very good

The weather is the most good, when ever it may be in winter.Sun is shining & few quantity of a snow was fell on the Earth.My heart is singing and I’m happy.I want to going to cinema with my friends, but when & where…Seems like yesterday I have a stomach ache!!!Yesterday I left hospital.

Thenks for my friends, they are great!!! They support me an ore minute!!!

So now I’m at home & it’s very cool.

I'm very romantic today & I want to  be married today)))My heart is beaten for only one thing & it thing is love.

 



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Пятница, 19 Января 2007 г. 15:50 + в цитатник
В колонках играет - die goldenen zitronen
Настроение сейчас - Mega

I’m alive

Is it so hard to believe, that I has gone through with my last love? No))

I’m so happy that I can’t stop crying!!! In my heart are all four seasons! I’m very has gone mad about his person!!!

And now I’m falling in love again??? Maybe… No!!! I think, love’s becoming to me!

I like looking into his eyes and see perfect soul & perfect sight.

Tram-tams… taram… oO

Oo. Good!!!)))))


Romance

Понедельник, 08 Января 2007 г. 15:35 + в цитатник
В колонках играет - HBD - Wound_Of_Sound
Настроение сейчас - фу

Ну вот... теперь я оканчательно заболела... даже дневник открыла, потому  что скучно(((.   Написала еще одну песенку, о том как не интересно болеть и потеряла ее куда-то, черт. Так странно, питерская погода дает мне ощущение, что я в Париже, что ли. Особенно, по выходным, когда я живу у папы на  Горьковской, так и хочеться сутки на пролет слушать саунд треки из фильма "Амели". Ну и погодка...так и хочется плакать вместе с дождем и грустить вместе с облаками. А лучше просто застрелиться)) Вот тут в жж Алекса нашла мега картику, не много эмовская, но приятная.

Зы: Ain't- значит: are't, isn't, hasn't, won't и т.д.



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Понедельник, 08 Января 2007 г. 01:17 + в цитатник
В колонках играет - Stigmata - "как ты"
Настроение сейчас - sad

A million rights a million wrongs, but time is one with one day

 If we need some one, we must protect the Love. Keep this feel and not allow to someone who may brining crash in it. Fall so deep inside of love, but never, never forget your HEAD, it may help you in the different situations.Some times men may come back, some say: that they very grew by themselves & learning how to be out of you, so over this ”school” with five, so backing in it no reasons, but few part men may say anything mistake. If they afraid your greeting, of course.Many different people choose them parts by plan or maybe criterion.What means fashion in our life, maybe fashion of love in this world has been too.More part teens are choosing their boy- or girlfriend by some something plan, aren’t it? Teens are ever hating lose, so they find popular guys to them “parts”. It’ll take them power & will not force to hesitate, by passion. Go threw with out of distraction from: with whom we must be & must not.



I have been registration for fun only:))

Четверг, 26 Октября 2006 г. 19:42 + в цитатник
At all your diary is good. Do you know where I may buy white & black,like in clip: slipknot before I forget?


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