Dialogi Ar Kādu Neprātīgo - March 3rd, 2010 [entries|archive|friends|userinfo]
simtgadīgsbērns

[ userinfo | sc userinfo ]
[ archive | journal archive ]

March 3rd, 2010

i'll be modest [Mar. 3rd, 2010|12:31 am]
[Tags|, ]
[Current Mood |jāiet gulēt, acis krustā]
[Current Music |jean-philippe verdin - little sister [a man riktīgi patīk]]

ārprāts, tikko uzzināju, ka tikai 1 cilvēks no 2 miljardiem nodzīvo līdz 116 gadu vecumam un ilgāk..
tā kā uz pasaules ir tikai apm. 6 805 900 000 cilvēku, manas iespējas iekļūt zelta trijniekā uz pjedestāla ir ļoti, ļoti sarukušas..
bet man pietiks arī līdz 115 :P
LinkLeave a comment

neliels research [to be continued] [Mar. 3rd, 2010|12:03 pm]
[Tags|, , , ]
[Current Mood |kavēju]
[Current Music |gone with the wind [ab]]

GONE WITH THE WIND TWILIGHT
As her eyes wandered from Melanie, she caught the gaze of Rhett Butler, who was not mixing with the crowd but standing apart talking to John Wilkes. He had been watching her and when she looked at him he laughed outright. I could feel the shock on my face. I looked forward to see Alice, Rosalie, Emmett, and Jasper all sliding into the Volvo. In his rearview mirror, Edward's eyes were on me. He was unquestionably shaking with laughter..
He seemed to find her very amusing, for he laughed softly again. It felt like the heat of my anger should physically burn him, but he only seemed more amused.
+
He laughed a soft, enchanting laugh.
“Eavesdroppers often hear highly entertaining and instructive things,” he grinned. “From a long experience in eavesdropping, I--” "I'm not surprised you heard something you didn't like. You know what they say about eavesdropners," I reminded him.
PRIDE & PREJUDICE TWILIGHT
"May I ask to what these questions tend?"
"Merely to the illustration of your character," said she, endeavouring to shake off her gravity. "I am trying to make it out."
"And what is your success?"
She shook her head.
"I do not get on at all. I hear such different accounts of you as puzzle me exceedingly."
"What are you thinking?" he asked curiously.
I looked up into his deep gold eyes, became befuddled, and, as usual, blurted out the truth.
"I'm trying to figure out what you are."
His jaw tightened, but he kept his smile in place with some effort.
"Are you having any luck with that?" he asked in an offhand tone.
"Not too much," I admitted.
Link2 comments|Leave a comment

rīsērčs turpinās [and will be continued again] [Mar. 3rd, 2010|06:44 pm]
[Tags|, , , ]
[Current Mood |rīdings]
[Current Music |bright eyes - first day of my life]

kamēr klausos, tikmēr top. tāpēc pagaidām viss būs ar 'Vējiem Līdzi'..
šis tas aiz ausīm pievilkts, šis tas vnk dažādi viedokļi par vienu un to pašu tēmu, šis tas vnk kkādas intuitīvas atsauces un asociācijas manā galvā..

GONE WITH THE WIND TWILIGHT / ECLIPSE / MIDNIGHT SUN
.. and suddenly she heard her own name called-- called in an unmistakable Charleston voice.. "Bella?" a different voice called from the distance.
No! Please let me be imagining that horribly familiar voice.
she caught Rhett Butler’s eye. His lips were twisted in a slight smile.
[pēc konteksta - viņš it ka zin viņas īstās domas, tāpēc smaida]
I don't think I fooled him, though. A smile was playing around the edges of his lips.
She met his eyes unwillingly and saw they were as teasing as a small boy’s. His eyes were wickedly amused.
"You have an easy face to read." ".. My face is so easy to read — my mother always calls me her open book."
“But if Mother ever--”
“Still tied to mamma’s apronstrings.”
“Oh, you have the nastiest way of making virtues sound so stupid.”
“But virtues are stupid. Do you care if people talk?”
“That’s it, isn’t it?” The short laugh that escaped me was more shocked than amused. “You’re trying to protect your virtue!”
“No, silly girl. I’m trying to protect yours. And you’re making it shockingly difficult.”
“And you look gorgeous when you are mad. I’ll squeeze you again - there - just to see if you will really get mad. You have no idea how charming you were that day at Twelve Oaks when you were mad and throwing things.” It was odd how endearing her anger was. Like a furious kitten, soft and harmless, and so unaware of her own vulnerability
Link2 comments|Leave a comment

ak, ak [Mar. 3rd, 2010|07:50 pm]
[Tags|, , ]
[Current Mood |sik end tīred]
[Current Music |jean-philippe verdin - little sister [a man riktīgi patīk]]

3 dienas klausos par Linkolnu.. un šodien ieeju imdb un izlasu:
Tim Burton and Timur Bekmambetov reunite to produce 'Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter'

un tā, protams, nav zīme. tāpat kā tas, ka es tagad vāru sev ūdeni tējkannā 'Scarlett' [un tas nenozīmē sarkano - jo tējkanna ir balta ar zilu].
un par vampīriem vsp nerunāsim..
Link2 comments|Leave a comment

navigation
[ viewing | March 3rd, 2010 ]
[ go | Previous Day|Next Day ]