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what am I writing about?
everyday situations
nanbudo
punk rock
analisis
hysteria
(white) shoes




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Down this road
Another day, another dollar, another bill collecting caller.
Disillusioned, let down, all my heroes are junkies now.
I've been down this road, in the end it's all the same,
another day I'm getting older, another day nothing has changed.
I've been down this road, I'm wrong when I know I'm right,
hard pressed to make it better, but I got no will to fight.
26 and I'm flat broke, I've been down so long I have given up hope.
Shattered nerves anxiety, so much more than I wanted to be.
I often wonder what went wrong,
but I can't remember, it's been too long.
Think out loud things I want to change,
but I know I never will I'm gonna stay this way.
I've been down this road, in the end it's all the same,
another day I'm getting older, another day nothing has changed.
I've been down this road,
I'm wrong when I know I'm right,
hard pressed to make it better, but I got no will to...
Is this my great reward, servitude and solitude,
a lifetime of chances I have blown
I woulda coulda shoulda been so much more than I really am,
and it's nobody else's fault but my own.
Another day, another dollar, another bill collecting caller.
Disillusioned, let down, cause I'm nothing more than a fuck up now.
I've been down this road, in the end it's all the same,
another day I'm getting older, another day nothing has changed.
I've been down this road, I'm wrong when I know I'm right,
hard pressed to make it better, but I got no will to fight.

Zero down

STUMBLE AND FALL
Making a bet and I feel that I should have known better
Turning the pages so slow as I ever could
Shot shot I need a shot of persuasion right now
Let down the offer at once
'cause I'm weak and afraid to be wrong

But in time, well I need another piece of your mind
In time, and the feeling is strong and I'm riding it high
In time, well I need another piece of your mind
In time, and the feeling is strong
and I'm riding it high for you

Shaking my head so gently afraid to be simple
Waiting for you reaction, for your response
Time out, I don't need any suspension at all
Sit still, it's all for the best
'cause you stumble and fall for your love

Faking a laugh the sound is loud and annoying
Taking it back is something that can't be done
Let go, the spirits is no in the ceiling tonight
Step down and lick all my wounds
is the only thing left for me now

NO FUN AT ALL


Jack of all Trades
Give me a reason not to lash out,
because I don't see much reason now
I want to banish frauds, slay unruly sods.
Since false idol gods have nothing figured out
Nothing at all
So you've got a tale to tell,
Well how about something real?
feel free and stifle someone.
Go on and belittle someone as well.
Or but fucker yeah you'll get yours
So fill up your pockets, and watch them swell.
You could be no one, an inconsiderate bastard son.
Kiss your smile goodbye.
Kiss it all goodbye.

Hot Water Music


Original Me

Mirror, mirror,
Please believe,
Need to find myself,
All my life spent wondering,
I've been trying to hide this place of mind,

Confusion,
Illusion,
Misinterpretation,
Of the original me.

I need a sign a simple chime,
When grown kids have crossed my mind,
Followed to in the craziness,
A welcome man who rode behind,

Confusion,
Illusion,
Misinterpretation,
Of the original me.

What big thoughts you had,
I can see them in your eyes,
When you pretend to laugh,
Reflection I see,
Reminds me, of somebody like me

Tender day,
Spent to laugh,
Don't say all but the impact,
Mental prostitution,
In this universal, institution,

Confusion,
Illusion,
Misinterpretation,
Of the original me

Confession,
Aggression,
My time to end this session,
One bang and I'm free.

What big thoughts you had,
I can see them in your eyes,
When you pretend to laugh,
Reflection I see,
Reminds me, of somebody like me.

What big thoughts you had,
I can see them in your eyes,
When you pretend to laugh,
The reflection I see,
Reminds me of somebody like me.
ALL

17.05.2007., èetvrtak

GAY IS OKAY!

Eurovision. I have a ritual to watch Eurovision with my friend Dina who is about to give birth in few weeks. That's the time when I have a good excuse for criticizing all kinds of horror that is possible to see on that event. Criticizing is the main purpose because it is not about songs anyway, it's about the show. It is a total circus. You can almost see bearded ladies there. You can see more girlish guys than you can even expect. All in all, I must admit that it always amuses me. DJ Bobo, what can I say!
So, Croatia did not enter the finals because the song went unnoticed. Dado looks like a small smoked salmon and that makes the singing girlie look few sizes bigger. She had a great hair do, but her voice sounded funny...she was nervous I guess. It was a Texas massacre with a chain saw. This is the 1st time since Croatia exists that we did not enter the finals. Even „Moja štikla“ did. Poor Dado, don't blame it on yourself, blame it on those who made you win at Dora!!
In the finals I had my personal favorite: Gruzia (Georgia).
Woman was nice, song was kinda powerful although it definitely sounded familiar (something Bjorkish). No one on that contest really discovers something new, right? And then Serbia and those 3 little fat fingers up in the air!! Roses and sunshine! What were those angels in black doing holding the little Serbian girlie? Was that part of a performance or she sooo felt the pain of the song that she needed some assistance?
So, those girly guys... A Ricky Martin Belarus clone, a Turkish Justin Timberlake, Spanish David Beckham girlies in white, Swedish overflow people of unknown sex, French "Jean-Paul Gaultier made my outfit and I feel so hip" girlies, Ukraine - mitä vittua??? and UK's bad attempt to be fun. I feel so bad while I am watching this.
Some songs were decent but of all the horror I just mentioned, I cannot remember them. Maybe there was even more horror but I obviously repressed it.
Being girly or gay is totally in nowdays. Women's style is no longer interesting and guys are more aware of themselves. Women are no longer fashion police. They want to be emancipated and do everything men do. If guys proceede with this lifestyle, that will be an easy task. Gay is okay, I have no problem with it but I am worried what will be left for us girlies!! It is hard to find a decent guy since there are more women than men in the world anyway. The percentage of girly guys horridly narrows our choice. I miss those average – do not care what we put on ourselves – easygoing guys. So guys, leave your white shoes at home and go drink a few beers! Kippis!
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