lunedì, giugno 04, 2012

Emma Stone’s Acceptance Speech at the MTV Movie Awards 2012



“So, I looked up the actual definition of trailblazer, and it means ‘someone who blazes a trail to be followed by others.’And that’s an honor that you’re associated with a concept like that, but the only thing I can hope that something like this award inspires is originality. Because the trailblazers that I’ve looked up to and been inspired by are people like Gilda Radnor and Bill Murray and John Candy; and Charlie Chaplin, and the Beatles, and J.D. Salinger; and Lorne Michaels, who reminds me of the importance of comedy; and Cameron Crowe, whose work consistently reminds me why I want to be an actor.
“Those people are my creative trailblazers, but I’m not following any of their paths. What’s incredible about them is they make me want to be more myself, because they’re all originals. And I hope that you’ll find your trailblazers — and trust me, I do not need to be one of them, I probably shouldn’t be — but that you’ll continue to harness your own originality and what makes you unique. Because I know that when you’re a teenager, and even sometimes when you’re an adult, what sets you apart can feel like a burden. And it’s not; a lot of the time, it’s what makes you great.”

She's amazing, I love her so much and she's certainly a great inspiration, not only a wonderful actress. Plus, she's got a pretty hot boyfriend. Oh Andrew.. You're as hot as you're talented

Of endless tiredness and overwhelming aching


It's Monday: an ordinary start of the week, you would say, but it's not to me.
It's the start of my last week as a high-school student. Weird, uh?
It seems like yesterday when I entered the school for the first time and now I'm about to leave it.
I'm trying not to think about it, 'cause I know myself: I would start get emotional and cry, and I just don't want to.
Although it's my last week, I still have some tests: the problem is that I'm really tired (I have slept only two hours tonight because I had to study!) and yes, you know, I feel someone's aching.
The mysterious M.
He hasn't written to me, but he's liked some elements on Facebook, like a sort of declaration of love I've written as status (and yes, I was thinking about him when I posted it). What do I have to think about that? That he misses me? That he's realizing that he has feelings for me? I will never understand him. And I've been told that females are complicated! Bullshit.

My remedy for all this pressure is always one thing: music.
Fortunately, I re-discovered Tyler Ward (you should check him on Youtube) and I'm regretting that I didn't buy the tickets for his show when he came in Italy this year.
Are you coming back, Tyler, aren't you?

With this hope in my heart, I say goodnight to you.
Let love in, folks!