Batman, batman!

The Dark Knight is so addictive. Last night I watched the newly released "The Dark Knight Rises" starring Christian Bale, Anne Hathaway, Gary Oldman, Morgan Freeman and others. There's something about Christian Bale that I love, there's somethting about the effects, the cast, the action, the sound...I seriously can't explain or figure out what the strongest asset of these sequels are, but I love them. It is definitely the best of Batmans we've seen. Not Spiderman, not Superman, not Wolverines and Vampires. Just Batman!

You might also want to have a look at one of the ultimate lists of superheros and villains, here!

In too deep

All that time I was searching

nowhere to run to

it started me thinking

wondering what I could make of my life 

and who'd be waiting

asking all kinds of questions to myself

but never finding the answers

crying at the top of my voice

and no one listening

all this time 

I still remember everything you said

there's so much you promised

how could I ever forget...

                                                                                                                                         Listen, you know I love you

but I just can't take this

you know I love you but I'm playing for keeps

although I need you I'm not gonna make this

you know I want to but I'm in too deep...

[Lyrics by Genesis "In too deep" 1986]

Thank you London 2012

I can't stop watching the Olympic Games of London 2012 on TV. So totally hooked to it. I've been watching almost all day, even left the beach yesterday despite the hot temperatures to go watch the women's marathon.

Tennis, diving, rowing, athletics, running, beach volleyball, and swimming have been my favourites. It is so inspiring to see those athletes compete; perfect bodies, immense characters. Huge supermans bursting into tears at the medal ceremony waving their flags, holding photos of their favourite ones.

I will never forget the image of Felix Sanchez crying like a baby while receiving his gold medal;  the image of the Argentinian giant Juan Martin Del Potro wiping his tears after having given everything on the tennis semi-final against Roger Federer (their match lasted more than 4 hours, with the third set finishing at 19-17 games); the image of Alan Campbell collapsing after securing the bronze medal for Great Britain at the men's single scull event. It has been so emotional, so exciting, adrenaline and effort to the maximum.

In total, I must have been in London about 30 times so far in the past five years. I visited for a couple of days for the Olympics last week and all I can say is this: London was at its best ever during this time.

Amazing atmosphere all over the city, great transport, services and organization, friendly volunteers, colours and flags and fans, all merged into one unified Olympic spirit. Thank you London 2012. Thank you for brightening up our lives and keeping the inspiration up...

In a sense, I am in 1oV3 with you

Shit, shit, shit. Not good. I think I am in 1ov3.

 I can't even spell it or say it out loud to myself. It sucks really, cause there is no way of me telling you, and there's no way you will (ever) know. That's bad. 

I even dreamt of you (us) the other day and it was so real I had to open my eyes and look in the room to make sure you were not really there. It was NOT a good idea of you to wake me up just to say goodnight the other day, it made my brain confused. 

Shit, I don't like pretending that everything is fine now, 

this whole friendship thing is just hypocritical, 

well I mean, I do see you as my friend and all, but, whatsoever, moreover, however, 

you know what I mean. 

Why can't you feel the same and do something about it? Why can't you just have the epiphany and figure it all out by yourself? I would travel the other side of the world, or the universe, if you asked me to. Is that what you meant when you asked if I would be coming back? 

Or was it a general question in general?  Is my condition too bad, my doctor?

London street 2012