20:30 

Libita
Infamous Impostor
"Вот была у тебя собачка и она умерла. После этого сразу не заводят собачек... тем более дворняжек." © Jane

@настроение: :up:

@темы: WW, quotes

01:20 

Libita
Infamous Impostor

I'm in love with this Huddy (House+Cuddy) moment.

"Who cares about common? Common is boring. It's... common! I like being with you. You make me better. Hopefully, I make you better. What we have is... uncommon. And I've never been happier." ©


@настроение: terrific

@темы: quotes, WW, MHP

23:10 

Libita
Infamous Impostor

That's all, Folks. I filled in all the blanks, and by that I mean I wrote [almost] every single "coming someday" entry, and I think my headache is [almost] gone. Now, all I have to do is enjoy as much as I can those couple of days left with my dear friends and my loved one.

 

I'm leaving Tbilisi, Georgia this Saturday at 6 am. A couple of years ago at the International House, my teacher asked the class a question: "If you ever leave your country for good, what will you miss most?" Needless to say, the answer had to be out of the box and insightful. The only thing I could think of was my father's and my grandfather's graves, because, honestly, there wasn't a single thing, a memory or a person I would miss for the world. All I wanted was to get as soon and as far away from this shit-hole as possible, and there was nothing in the entire world that could ever change that.

Years went by in a blink of an eye and here I am... my whole world torn inside out. I have it all now: people who are dear to my soul; priceless memories, different from the ones that have been haunting me from almost the very beginning of my life; things that represent those people and all those memories attached to them. All of it makes my present answer to the question mediocre, but I couldn't care less. It gave my life a greater meaning; it changed its purpose and that's what really matters. I'm going to miss you, all of you, but mostly I'm going to miss us. And don't you people dare disappear from my life!

I know you know this, but I'm going to say this anyway - I love you, guys and I really mean it. For what it's worth, we still have our whole lives ahead of us, so trust me when I say it's not the end, but merely a "to be continued"...


@темы: and so it is, HDA, EW 101, C'est la vie, quotes, just a thought, delusion of possession, coming someday

03:20 

Libita
Infamous Impostor

"Lumen said I gave her her life back, a reversal of my usual role. Well, the fact is, she gave me mine back too. And I'm left not with what she took from me, but with what she brought. Eyes that saw me, finally, for who I really am. And this certainty. That nothing, nothing is set in stone. Not even darkness. While she was here, she made me think, for the briefest moment, that I might even have a chance to be human. But wishes, of course, are for children." ©

 

... and it made me realize that I should never draw hasty conclusions. It didn't work out, then again nothing ever is "set in stone".


@темы: EW 101, WW, delusion of possession, quotes

12:56 

Libita
Infamous Impostor
"Personality, that's what counts. Personality, that's what keeps a relationship going through the years. Like heroin...heroin's got great fucking personality."


"I'm going to be just like you:
The job, the family, the fucking big television. The washing machine, the car, the compact disc, an electrical tin opener...good health, low cholesterol, dental insurance...mortgage, starter home, leisure wear, luggage, three-piece suite...DIY, game shows, junk food, children, walks in the park, 9:00 to 5:00...good at golf, washing the car, choice of sweaters, family Christmas...indexed pension, tax exemption, clearing gutters...getting by, looking ahead, the day you die."

@темы: Цитаты, Кино

22:20 

Libita
Infamous Impostor

Oh, I can relate to this one. It's so true! ;) хехе)

 

"There is no more deeply satisfying religious experience... than cheatin' on a cheater."


@темы: Наблюдения, Цитаты

23:00 

Libita
Infamous Impostor
It’s been a long time since I’ve written something articulate, something me_like. (and I don’t think I’ll be able to))), but I’ll do my best)

Where do I begin to tell the story. Okay, right. I suppose, I can start by addressing the following:

 

Dear Life

 

Remember all those things I was complaining about? Well, I’m sure you do). You can forget all about it now. I was stupid enough not to realize what a magnanimous and mind-blowing gesture it was from you. Appreciate it, really do :) .


Moving on) I was scared to death of staying alone with myself again after the recent event, but fortunately I don’t have to. As a matter of fact I can’t [and won’t]. Only being a cognitive dissonance incarnate, it kind of makes me feel uncomfortable. I do miss spending some quality time with myself: thinking, reading, watching all those mind-bender movies I have on pending, etc. I feel like my mind is slowly deteriorating. I do have dozens of random thoughts waltzing through my head, but I have neither time nor I’m in the right place to put most of them down. To be honest, I’m so tangled right now) Not that it’s a bad thing, but it’s certainly confusing. Big time.
There’s a huge maze around me and the thing is…Well, although I don’t want to set my foot in it, I can’t stop myself. In my head, it has these multiple entrances, and every time I enter it’s always a different one for me. The truth is, I want out. It’s like in my dream the other night) Instead of coming up with a good, solid lie and answering the questions, I stalled for a couple of moments and ran for my life. Boy, I’m a coward!) Didn’t know I could run so fast even in my sleep))) It was the right thing to do, though, because my mind was at stake and I wouldn’t risk it for the world. So this pretty much answers my inner questions and gives me the ultimate peace of mind. I just need to find a match or a lighter to burn the damn maze to the ground. On second thought, it’s pretty much a no-brainer), only there’s way more than two thoughts…Even if I do find matches, it’s going to be a while till I find something to strike one with. Until then all I can\will do is play with matches) That’s okay though, I’m not afraid to burn my fingers, because I’m never taking my flameproof gloves off. Again with the metaphors, G))) Hey, maybe I haven’t lost my groove yet), or have I?)
Now, 13 days left. 13 days and I feel like everything is going to be fine) Well, fine doesn’t really sum it up) Being an unfailing fatalist it’s certainly surprising). This is probably the first time when I’m positive that life is going to turn around and there will be my cue to say “Hello”. =)

Meanwhile, I feel like spring totally kicked in). Although I don’t have anything to be blissfully happy about, I’m head over heels about everything. All I want is to be around people, as many people as possible. I feel like I’m a sponge that feeds on every word, thought, emotion, expression, and it makes me feel so alive! I can’t explain it). Everything is so overwhelming, and new, and confusing…

All I can say is, Life has its moments, and I guess all it takes is a tiny teeny nudge [or in my case a thunderbolt] to start appreciating them. After all, Life is just one helluva game, with no rules and too many players, which makes it even more interesting. What was that phrase again?) If you’re not cheating – you’re not trying hard enough.

 

Milestones:
13 days to go.
22 days to go.

@музыка: 30 Seconds To Mars - From Yesterday

@настроение: same ol', same ol')

@темы: quotes, and so it is, MHP, HDA, EW 101, Мысли вслух

16:02 

perchance to dream

Libita
Infamous Impostor

Like I said earlier, I had 3 dreams last night. I’m so going to omit the second one, since I’m in no position to discredit and embarrass myself)

 

Sogno numero uno:
Man, it’s awkward, when I’m trying to put it down. I don’t even know why on earth I would see myself standing centre stage, holding a microphone like a freaking rock star, trying to fit my words of gratitude into 45 second limit. Obviously I couldn’t) I kept on rambling, and brooding out loud, rambling on again…Until this person stands up in the light and says he has a couple of questions. There I was, smug and flattered, prepared to show what a smart aleck I really am…And what do you know? That man asks me the exact questions, I was asked the day before in my sleep. I find it kind of weird and ironic. All that smugness and complacency vanished immediately, I got cold feet…Wasn’t sure what to do, so I did the same thing I’d done before – I ran away :D I’m going to say this once again): I’m such a coward))) Why am I running away like this?) It’s so much fun, I’m actually laughing at myself).

Anyway, sogno numero tre:
This one’s sort of a big deal and I don’t remember it clearly; just random bits and pieces. It began like a tacky thriller: I was wandering through an empty corridor with burned wallpaper and no lighting, till I found the door I was looking for. It was a study of a professor of mathematics. I had now idea what I was doing there) I still don’t. He looked kind of strange, reminded me a little of Edward Scissorhands. His face was ivory, his expressions blank and he sure as hell didn’t look like a normal professor should. Anyway, he was explaining some kind of a new formula using Lego blocks, to triangulate something and to build up a pattern. The strange thing was, that I actually understood everything he was doing , when out of the blue I told him that it was my turn to teach him something. So, I took three bottles of different shapes and colors out of my pink (yep, it was pink) purse and started using the liquids on his face. First one was transparent and it came from a cut-glass bottle with a pointy lid. Second one was blue and it made his face looked older, revealing all his wrinkles and the third one, I don’t really remember its color, but it came from a round little vessel. The very moment I applied this thing on his face it became solid like china and broke into dozen pieces. That’s when I recognized the man. I knew that I needed to get out of that place ASAP, but I needed to play smart, otherwise I was doomed. So I got my act together and started talking to him like nothing really happened, trying to make my way to the door.
He wasn’t angry at first, his responses were clear and I’d say quite friendly, so I let my guard down and snapped: something I should’ve never done. That’s when he got mad and the word mad doesn’t even begin to cover it. So I rushed to the door, and made my way to the staircase. It seemed like I had been running for almost forever, I could feel my body aching in real life) and I was scared out of my mind. Suddenly I heard something. Well, at least I thought I did…So I stopped and looked out of the window and there he was, lying on the asphalt, his limbs spread all over the place…I put my hands on the windowsill to take a better look and I started to laugh like a crazy person. I was hysterical. The mere thought of that gave me the thrill I won’t even try to explain. So, I woke up because of my own laughter.
It was so vivid and strange, I don’t know what triggered this one, but I wasn’t laughing because I was relieved…There was something in the way he was lying there, dead. Something familiar…


As for my dream in between these two, it was an awesome one))) I truly and fully enjoyed it)

@темы: EW 101, delusion of possession, Obsession

00:33 

Libita
Infamous Impostor
"The world is divided up between people who like to watch the sunset and those who don't. People like you are never happy. You're anxious, type-A, egocentric perfectionist who can't sit still and die alone with a million bucks and a thousand regrets. The people who can relax, enjoy the sunset, hold hands at the end of the day - they're the happy ones." ©

I myself love to watch the sunsets, probably even more than anything in this world, but just the same I'll end up dying alone with a thousand regrets. Do you want to know why? I'll tell you just the same: because for me the world is undivided.

@музыка: The Korgis - Everybody's Gotta Learn Sometime

@темы: just a thought, quotes

22:45 

Rain & Stuffiness in Tbilisi

Libita
Infamous Impostor

"There he goes. One of God's own prototypes. A high-powered mutant of some kind never even considered for mass production. Too weird to live, and too rare to die." ©


Some movies are not meant to be described, because that would be a total blasphemy. Love it. Love the rain outside. Happy.


@темы: HDA, MHP, Motion Picture, quotes

01:55 

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Когда исчезнут все зеркала, отражающие тебя, сможешь ли ты сказать, кто ты, и зачем ты здесь?
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21:00 

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01:29 

Timmy Bang-Bang
"To do is to be" - Nietzsche. "To be is to do" - Kant. "Do be do be do" - Sinatra.
Некоторые мысли — те же молитвы. Есть мгновения, когда душа, независимо от положения тела, — на коленях.

— Виктор Гюго

15:53 

7 sm of grass
i hope Jesus hope
Иногда после разговора с человеком хочется дружелюбно пожать лапу собаке, улыбнуться обезьяне, поклониться слону.

© М. Горький

21:28 

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