ponedjeljak, 16.10.2006.

teorija o šekretu..

Evo neceg kaj mi nikad nije bilo jasno..
wc iliti toalet ili kak god, služe za obavljanje nužde, jel tako?..tako je..
pa zašto je onda pobogu ljudima smiješno kad se pusti mlaz telucine pa se cuje u toj prostoriji? kaj da još i pazim kak cu pišat?oci polako i tiho?da ne bi koga slucajno omela , možda se neko mora koncentrirat da se popiša!ili cu si olakšat sušu i mjehur u paketu pa ga pustit brate da curi i dere u školjku?
naravno da cu primijenit tehniku br.2 , a bome mi se ni neda stajat/cucat nad školjkom i polako cekat dok završi pljusak, tihi pljusak( a k tome i muskofiber prokleti imam, prokleto sljeme)..
makar, na svojoj se školjci mogu opustit i pustit da se moj dragi mjehurcek olakša na koji god njemu nacin paše..pa ak hoce polako, sam nek si on uzme vremena...
A znate ono kad vam se tolko jako piški da jadnicak od mjehura boli, pa dotrcite doma na svoju dragocjenu školjku, a ono curi, 20 sekundi, pa minutu, pa cak i dve..jebo me pas osjecam se blaženo u tom trenu..ah...i imam filing ko da nikad nece stat..a kad stane blaženi izraz na licu...
Dok onaj drugi dio nužde zna bit mucan..a k tome to ne mogu nigdje drugdje obavit osim u svom domu na svojoj prekrasnoj prozirno-plavoj školjci sa bijelim polarnim medvjedicima..
I zakaj je ljudima bed pricat o tome? Pa meni je moja školjka jedna od bitnijih stvar u mom kucanstvu..Tam se covjek može opustit, pa cak i koju križaljku riješit u miru (osim ak nemate povecu porodicu pa navaljuju, pogotovo ak majka neki buckuriš složi)..a ponekad zna i trenutak inspiracije nastupit..ko možda sad?...al ne, bez brige nisam na školjci , vec mi je inspiracija došla na fakultetskom wc_u poslije napornog predavanja iz kemije...majko mila kako me primilo (makar sam se olakšala pol sata prije) mislila sam da cu procurit... i kad ono jurnem u wc i iz njega, a ono dole dve cure i smješak..pfff...a za koji kurac ste vi došle na wc?da lovite miša koji je u meduvrmenu prošetao prostorijom?raajt...
No, htjedoh reci , nisam sad na školjci, vec u svom najdražem Porinu pijem vec cetvrtu kavu, te cekam frendcu vec dobrih pola sata i piša mi se jaaaako jaaaako, a ona nikak da dode, a meni glupo ostavit sve stvari( a imam ih podosta) i odšetat se do wc_a...
I eto kaj cu drugo no dovršit svoju misao do kraja, tj. prenjet ju na papir...
Vjerujem da ste presretni kaj sam podijelila svoju intimu sa vama..ah...
I zapamtite, ljubite svoju školjku jer di ceš drugdje izbacit sve te nepotrepštine i "frustracije" ako ne u nju!

update_ mišn of piing komplit sksesfli

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srijeda, 11.10.2006.

pehpehpehpehpehpehpehpehpehpehpehpehpehpehpehpehpehpeh

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!popizdit ćuu!!!zove me sad "moj kriminalac" da se vidimo, reko ok...i brzo ja pod tuš...prva nezgoda, ušo mi šampon u oko..MENI NIKAD ŠAMPON NE ULAZI U OKO!!!al naravno sad je moro...bastrd, no dobro,isperem hladnom vodom i obrišem..zatim ritual odstranjivanja nepotrebnih izraslina na tijelu..i gotovo, pomislim napokon..stanem pred šugavo ogledalo i imam kaj vidit!JEBENO CRVENO OKO PROKLETO KO PAPRIKA CRVENA!!mislim ma proči će...zatim slijedi ritual micanja viška obrva sa žiletom, da, sa žiletom..tak to kod mene ide, neam ja živaca za čupanje jednu po jednu, a obrve mi nakon žileta izgledaju ko da sam čupala...ono, super...al pošto sam ja izrod , ja obrva iam i na dijelu di je nos, hmm daklem kao spajaju se,pa ajde i to!i ni vrit ni mimo nego se ja zarežem po nosu!JA SE NIKAD NE ZAREŽEM, PREVIŠE SAM ISPRAKSIRANA!!!reko malo alkohola i prestat će krvarit..kurac pol sata nakon toga, dakle sada, oko još crveno čak i jače nego prije,porezotina još krvari makar u znatno manjim količinama...+snašlo me i krvavo plačanje (ono u ratama, eva bog itd),a kad me to snađe,nema di nema prišta na mojoj faci!i već znam , da idem u grad zbog nečeg drugog, npr s frendicom, i da obavim taj cijeli ritual,ne bi mi se niš dogodilo...
ZAŠTO BOŽE ZAŠTO???
al ajde, nisam luda da otkažem zbog tih "sitnica"..aj bar će se micek strgat od smijeha kad mu počnem ispričavat doživljaje...gad demn...
..to ti je peh...

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nedjelja, 08.10.2006.

jao..

jao,da jao..
tolko sam blesava da nemrem flash player inst..shmrc
al nisam ja kriva već moj dragi bracek koji nije normalan..
a i ja blesača služim se trenutno njegovim kompom a ne svojim zato i je tak..pff..nevrmajnd..

da, počeo faks, niš spešl, boring..danas sam trebala ić na jebeno sljeme..kvazi obvezna pješačka tura,buahahah, reko daj zajebi, jedino se vikendom mogu naspavat pa još da idem subotom ujutro na jebeno sljeme po blatu gazit,raaajt..
i kaj kurac, neam inspiracije pisat tu tak da neću ni forsat, pa kad mi nekaj pametnog padne na pamet potrudit ću se naškrabat..hmm..ili možda ne? jer u zadnje vrijeme kad god mi se piše(svake prijestupne) blog hr ima nadogradnju il neki slični kurac pa nemrem..gad demn..
i svrbi me oko..prokleto bilo..i još me drži ona boleština za koju mi je "moja draga pametna doktorica koja nikad ništa nezna" rekla da je astmatični bronhitis koji sam već imala pa se vratio, i opet me našopala onim pumpicama i tabletama za alergiju, makar moj kašalj nije proizvod alergije..brijem da ću iskašljat pluća..i to crna do bola..
i jebemti čudne priljepke oko mene..uvijek neki lijevi..i sad taj lijevi koji je trebo postat desni ulijevio se gad jedan...


i nakon mukeee uspijeeeh!!heehehh...uspješna instalacija,odoh igrat belu..buahahahah
ipak nisam tolko plava..smijeh

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Coming up beyond belief
On this coronary thief
More than just a leitmotif
More chaotic, no relief
I'll describe the way I feel
Weeping wounds that never heal
Can the savior be for real
Or are you just my seventh seal?

No hesitation, no delay
You come on just like special K
Just like I swallowed half my stash
I never ever want to crash
No hesitation, no delay
You come on just like special K
Now you're back with dope demand
I'm on sinking sand
Gravity
No escaping gravity
Gravity
No escaping... not for free
I fall down... hit the ground
Make a heavy sound
Every time you seem to come around

I'll describe the way I feel
You're my new Achilles heel
Can this savior be for real
Or are you just my seventh seal?

No hesitation, no delay
You come on just like special K
Just like I swallowed half my stash
I never ever want to crash
No hesitation, no delay
You come on just like special K
Now you're back with dope demand
I'm on sinking sand
Gravity
No escaping gravity
Gravity
No escaping... not for free
I fall down... hit the ground
Make a heavy sound
Every time you seem to come around

No escaping gravity
No escaping gravity
No escaping gravity
No escaping gravity
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THE KILLS_ FRIED MY LITTLE BRAINS

Got six troubles, on my back
Like six little milk teeth, all gone bad
Won't move over, won't get gone
Won't move over

Fried my little brains
Fried my little brains
Fried my little brains
Fried my little brains

Only got ten minutes, better get me good
Pull out my little milk teeth, pull good
Won't move over, won't get gone
Won't move over

Fried my little brains
Fried my little brains
Fried my little brains
Fried my little brains



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PJ HARVEY_ KAMIKAZE

How could that happen?
How could that happen again?
Where the fuck was I looking
When all his horses came in?
And he built an army
Of kamikaze

Ten thousand willing
Pilots flying
Interfacing
Space and beyond
Built an army
To come and find me

Beyond all reason
Beyond all my hopes
The call of duty
Another war zone
(Makes me moan)

Kamikaze
Kamikaze
You can't touch me
Kamikaze

Eight miles high
He walks his path
And I follow mine
One truth for one eye
He's come to find me

Ten thousand willing
Pilots flying
Interfacing
Space and beyond
Here is his army
Space and here we come

Kamikaze
Kamikaze
You don't touch me
Kamikaze

Kamikaze
You don't touch me
Kamikaze
You don't touch me

Space here we come



PAVEL_MOJ JE STAN PREKINUO S NJOM

promijenio je boju na zidovima
nikad nije volio zeleno
otopio je kaktuse na prozorima
moj je stan prekinuo s njom

slike su pogriješile sobu
nove su ribe u akvariju
nema zvončića na dovratku
moj je stan ostavio nju

ali ja sam ovdje
to je vec teze mijenjati
to se neda preboljeti
uvijek ostane njen

poziva goste na zabave
pusta glasnu muziku
sve su mogucnosti otvorene
otkad je moj stan prebolio nju

sad se bavi statistikom
igra se brojkama
kako jeftinom patetikom
dignuti skor, pobjeda

ali ja sam ovdje
to je vec teze mijenjati
to se neda prebojati
uvijek ostane njen
ja sam ovdje
mene je tesko mijenjati
ja sam tu kao podsjetnik
u meni uvijek ima nje

u meni uvijek, uvijek, ima nje
u meni uvijek, uvijek, ima nje
u meni uvijek, uvijek, ima nje
u meni uvijek, uvijek, ima nje




A GIRL LIKE YOU_EDWYN COLLINS


I've never known a girl like you before
Now just like in a song from days of yore
Here you come a knockin', knockin' at my door
And I've never met a girl like you before
You give me just a taste so I want more and more
Now my hands are bleeding and my knees are raw
Now you've got me crawlin', crawlin' on the floor
And I've never met a girl like you before
You've made me acknowledge the devil in me
I hope to God I'm talkin' metaphorically
Hope that I'm talkin' allegorically
Know that I'm talkin' about the way I feel
And I've never known a girl like you before
Never, never, never, never
Never known a girl like you before
This old town's changed so much
Don't feel like I belong
Too many protest singers
Not enough protest songs
And now you've come along
Yes you've come along
And I've never met a girl like you before

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MUSE_ SUNBURN

Come waste your millions here
Secretly she sneers
Another corporate show
A guilty conscience grows
I'll feel a guilty conscience grow
I'll feel a guilty conscience grow

She burns like the sun
And I can't look away
And she'll burn our horizons make no mistake

Come let the truth be shared
No-one ever dared
To break these endless lies
Secretly she cries

She burns like the sun
And I can't look away
And she'll burn our horizons make no mistake

And I'll hide from the world
Behind a broken frame
And I'll burn forever
I can't face the shame

And I'll hide from the world
Behind a broken frame
And I'll burn forever
I can't face the shame

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HOWLING BELLS_ I'M NOT AFRAID

I've been where the sun don't shine
I've been where the trees have all died
I've been where there's no pathway or door
And I'm not afraid anymore

Been in a place where no one believes
The things that I said
Or the vision I'd see
So I had to protect my life
And not be afraid anymore
Fear is not real unless you want it be
At a level of yourself
It serves some need
You can let it go
Or hold on till the end
It's all up to you my friend

I've been where the sun don't shine
I've been where the trees have all died
I've been where there's no pathway or door
And I'm not afraid anymore

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NIGHTWISH_ WISH I HAD AN ANGEL

Deep into a dying day
I took a step outside an innocent heart
Prepare to hate me fall when I may
This night will hurt you like never before

Old loves they die hard
Old lies they die harder
I wish I had an angel
For one moment of love
I wish I had your angel
Your Virgin Mary undone
I`m in love with my lust
Burning angel wings to dust
I wish I had your angel tonight

I`m going down so frail `n cruel
Drunken disguise changes all the rules

Old loves they die hard
Old lies they die harder

I wish I had an angel
For one moment of love
I wish I had your angel
Your Virgin Mary undone
I`m in love with my lust
Burning angel wings to dust
I wish I had your angel tonight

Greatest thrill
Not to kill
But to have the prize of the night
Hypocrite
Wannabe friend
13th disciple who betrayed me for nothing!

Last dance, first kiss
Your touch my bliss
Beauty always comes with dark thoughts

I wish I had an angel
For one moment of love
I wish I had your angel
Your Virgin Mary undone
I`m in love with my lust
Burning angel wings to dust
I wish I had your angel tonight

I wish I had an angel.........
I wish I had an angel.........
I wish I had an angel.........
I wish I had an angel.........




WHERE IS MY MIND_PIXIES

Stop!
Oooh, Oooh
Oooh, Oooh

With your feet in the air and your head on the ground
You try this trick and spin it, yeah
Your head will collapse
And there's nothing in it
And you'll ask yourself

Where is my mind X3

Way out in the water
See her swimmin'

I was swimmin' in the Carribean
Animals were hiding behind the rocks, yeah
Except the little fish
But they told me, he swears
Tryin' to talk to me to me to me

Where is my mind X4

Way out in the water
See her swimmin'

With your feet in the air and your head on the ground
Try this trick and spin it, yeah
Your head will collapse
If there's nothing in it
And you'll ask yourself

Where is my mind X4

Way out in the water
See her swimmin'

Oooh, Oooh
Oooh, Oooh


FIVE YEARS_DAVID BOWIE

Pushing thru the market square,
so many mothers sighing
News had just come over,
we had five years left to cry in
News guy wept and told us,
earth was really dying
Cried so much his face was wet,
then I knew he was not lying
I heard telephones, opera house,
favourite melodies
I saw boys, toys
electric irons and t.v.s
My brain hurt like a warehouse,
it had no room to spare
I had to cram so many things
to store everything in there
And all the fat-skinny people,
and all the tall-short people
And all the nobody people,
and all the somebody people
I never thought Id need
so many people

A girl my age went off her head,
hit some tiny children
If the black hadnt a-pulled her off,
I think she would have killed them
A soldier with a broken arm,
fixed his stare to the wheels of a cadillac
A cop knelt and kissed the feet of a priest,
and a queer threw up at the sight of that

I think I saw you in an ice-cream parlour,
drinking milk shakes cold and long
Smiling and waving and looking so fine,
dont think you knew you were in this song
And it was cold and it rained
so I felt like an actor
And I thought of ma
and I wanted to get back there
Your face, your race,
the way that you talk
I kiss you, youre beautiful,
I want you to walk

Weve got five years, stuck on my eyes
Five years, what a surprise
Weve got five years, my brain hurts a lot
Five years, thats all weve got
Weve got five years, what a surprise
Five years, stuck on my eyes
Weve got five years, my brain hurts a lot
Five years, thats all weve got
Weve got five years, stuck on my eyes
Five years, what a surprise
Weve got five years, my brain hurts a lot
Five years, thats all weve got
Weve got five years, what a surprise
Weve got five years, stuck on my eyes
Weve got five years, my brain hurts a lot
Five years, thats all weve got
Five years
Five years
Five years
Five years












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