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  • tessa k jutarnja

    a da nije tonči huljić? tough!
    no mogli bi neku nagradnu igru - " I ti možeš uglazbiti delfinu!"
    pobjednik dobiva priliku za suradnju sa sirenom te gratis otvaranje dva prozora u zidu.
    ...odoh skladat. i kupit gablec za šljakere.

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    18.12.2007. (09:15)    -   -   -   -  

  • xiola bleu

    u starbaksu me nadjacava neka klavirska melodija!!!

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    18.12.2007. (09:20)    -   -   -   -  

  • ici roi enrico

    pjevaj taj song elfinjo sa glecera oh pjevaj ti i prebiri po strunjama strunjace svoje. a glas japonski nek ti nekako zvuci i hucccccccccccccccciiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii.....

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    18.12.2007. (10:24)    -   -   -   -  

  • erik groupie

    the man

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    18.12.2007. (10:44)    -   -   -   -  

  • erik groupie

    jos ova i kidam nalijevo..............

    fad gadget

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    18.12.2007. (11:32)    -   -   -   -  

  • erik groupie

    element of crime

    i ova.........

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    18.12.2007. (11:45)    -   -   -   -  

  • erik groupie

    what the hell ;))))

    anita lane

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    18.12.2007. (11:51)    -   -   -   -  

  • erik groupie- srdelica

    srdela se skida s interneta do iza sretne nove godine. naramak pusetina svima. tebi curo 2!

    moon

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    18.12.2007. (12:06)    -   -   -   -  

  • erik groupie- srdelica

    fuckin´ moon

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    18.12.2007. (12:09)    -   -   -   -  

  • erik groupie- srdelica

    da zavrsimo `vako, eh?

    snoopy

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    18.12.2007. (12:32)    -   -   -   -  

  • Hopey

    Ehem, sirenskih glasova baš i ne znam, ali znam da je Xiola menadžerica i pol. Pa kad se nađe sirena neka se odmah Xioli javi.
    Delfina je stvarno zaslužila papirnato izdanje.

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    18.12.2007. (14:07)    -   -   -   -  

  • erik groupie- srdelica

    The Good, The Bad And The Ugly

    My friend just left. She arrived around ten with an article
    she wrote in tomorrow´s issue of her newspapers company. Ready to bore
    me to death with talk of the war games played here long time ago.
    Ten years ago I completed my thoughts about things that had happened in
    our little corner of the world.
    When war started in 1991 I was very young and stupid enough to feel
    kind of happy because of the rush of adrenalin caused by witnessing
    history shifted. My dad´s brother called me to come to Canada, and I
    thought - "you must be crazy".
    In Croatia and Bosnia I learned a lot. The first lesson I learned was
    that the people who hate could do really anything. No matter what
    nationality they are. The concept of the good guys and the bad guys
    doesn´t exist.
    Once I witnessed how my guys (Croats) killed an elder man (a Serb). I
    haven´t seen them killed him, but I heard them shooting and set fire
    on his house. In a conversation between us before he died I
    repeatedly told him not to worry about anything.
    "We are journalists, believe me, they are not going to harm you
    because we are here."
    Then my "good" guys decided to play a game with us. They made it look
    like they were attacked by Serb soldiers.
    "Turn the camera off and go. We are under attack," the Croatian
    commander told us.
    "Please, don´t say anything, they are going to kill us too," my colleague
    whispered.
    I looked at the commander.
    "What about the old man," I asked.
    He looked at me with no answer.
    Half an hour later he came to see if I was okay. I was pretending to
    sleep but he knew it was an act. Five days later someone broke into
    our flat and stole only a few unworthy items. I knew they did it, they
    actually wanted our tapes. No one believed me.
    I was scared, that´s why I never wrote the story about how "good guys"
    killed a grandfather of some bad guy. I am still ashamed.
    Five years later, when democratic government was in place, I saw that
    commander in the Ministry of the Interior. He was Croatia´s new police
    commander in charge of security. I turned my head away from him.
    "Hey," he yelled, "how are you?"
    "I am doing good, thank you for asking."
    "I was wondering what happened with that material you guys filmed at
    Petrova Gora. Have you send it to the world," he smiled cynicaly at
    me.
    I said nothing.
    "Were you afraid?"
    "Yes my friend," I lost it, "we were afraid you were going to bless us
    with a cheap bullet. We don´t like holes in the back of our heads."
    He said nothing.
    There was nothing more to be said.
    Only a cop could so miss the point.
    And journalists finally woken up to the reality of life.

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    18.12.2007. (14:09)    -   -   -   -  

  • erik groupie- srdelica

    u dobom tonu i sve pod kontrolom... njihovom ;))))))))))))))))

    Good Job

    dora wanted to tell me something tonight. i had some other things to
    do with my time than spend it with a little girl but it was important
    - that´s what she said - and the next thing i knew - i met her in the
    park. she lives nearby and i was simply curious.
    she gave me a huge smile and told me straight away - "it´s not a
    secret anymore! i have a boyfriend!"
    three of them, dora, nina and jana told everyone in their kindergarten
    class (teachers as well) that - filip is dora´s boyfriend, nina has a
    sympathy for luka and that jana wants to do something nice for both of
    the little fellas. i can see her having a crush on both of them but
    dora doesn´t mind it too much.
    the two most desired in the kindergarten at petrova street were
    exploring the playground when they have been told first hand of that
    wonderful knowledge. by three future femme fatales themselves.
    "you told filip he is now your boyfriend."
    "yes," she told proudly.
    "good job! and what did he say?"
    "nothing, they both were stunned but then smiled at us."
    "what is the difference between having a boyfriend and having a
    sympathy for somebody?"
    "sympathy is one sided, having a boyfriend is two sided," dora explained to me.
    "did he tell you anything, like he wants to be your boyfriend?"
    of course he didn´t say a word. he is too shy and too timid to come
    out with his feelings. but she knows he wants to be more than just
    friends.
    "how?"
    "he always makes stupid faces when he sees me," she laughed.
    he wants her attention and that´s what she likes most about him.
    "i am in love from the head to the feet," she announced and i almost
    fell on my ass.
    we went to the bakery and bought some breed to feed swans and ducks in
    the park.
    she was beaming, she was completely beaming with pride. i envy her.

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    18.12.2007. (15:02)    -   -   -   -  

  • erik groupie- srdelica

    Lord Ganesh,
    please, excuse my freedom in writing to you directly. I´m aware there
    is a very strong belief that civilians (especially infidels) are not
    allowed to write letters to Gods, but I couldn´t come up with anything
    else. Besides, a little figure of Ganesh had been resting on one of my
    shelves for quite some time. It was sold to me seven years ago in
    Amber, a little town near Jaipur in Rajahstan.
    "That´s Ganesh, a God for every occasion," an indian seller in front
    of Shila Devi Temple smiled at Hana and me.
    The little girl who then lived in New Delhi found you, part elephant -
    part man God, quite cute, so we bought six figures of you.
    "He´ll warm your heart and bring you good luck," said the guy with a
    turban on his head.
    And really, the next day at Sariska National Park the luck kissed us
    every turn. Being the only guests that saw a royal bengal tiger was
    odd, but funny. We were treated like stars for two days.
    "You saw a tiger?"
    "I saw a tiger," Hana´s brother Luka answered the familiar question.
    "Were you afraid?"
    "No," the little person lied without one iota of remorse.
    I was afraid. When we found the beast lying in the sun I was struck
    with pure fear. My inner child disappeared immediately. But the driver
    spread the story in the colourful telling, more than enough for people
    to be happy to hear it again. The party that had been thrown for us
    was my best ever!
    Oh, now to why am I writing to you?
    I actually forgot....

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    18.12.2007. (15:16)    -   -   -   -  

  • Virtuela

    beware of god, srdelico!!!!

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    18.12.2007. (16:30)    -   -   -   -  

  • erik groupie- srdelica

    Love is blind, indeed and that is what I love the most about love. But
    being blind, unable to see after love disappeared, after the other
    person has been revealed for who he is, selfish and controlling, with
    no real empathy at all towards people - says a lot about me. But I see
    now, I am not that stupid little person with weak boundaries anymore
    and I am indifferent. Mr MegaAsshole is coming to Zagreb, don´t know
    when exactly, but my former life should be officially ending soon.
    With all paperwork done once and for all. Clean break. No more drama,
    I am so tired of drama in my life, I just wanted us to finally end
    what is left to be done, if possibble on a good note.
    Anyway i am on another journey, enjoying the attention of someone who
    laughs and makes me smile for a change.
    Who´s that guy who says love and peace...

    jos natalijoxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx?

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    18.12.2007. (16:43)    -   -   -   -  

  • erik groupie- srdelica

    Love is blind, indeed and that is what I love the most about love. But
    being blind, unable to see after love disappeared, after the other
    person has been revealed for who he is, selfish and controlling, with
    no real empathy at all towards people - says a lot about me. But I see
    now, I am not that stupid little person with weak boundaries anymore
    and I am indifferent. Mr MegaAsshole is coming to Zagreb, don´t know
    when exactly, but my former life should be officially ending soon.
    With all paperwork done once and for all. Clean break. No more drama,
    I am so tired of drama in my life, I just wanted us to finally end
    what is left to be done, if possibble on a good note.
    Anyway i am on another journey, enjoying the attention of someone who
    laughs and makes me smile for a change.
    Who´s that guy who says love and peace...

    jos natalijoxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx?

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    18.12.2007. (16:44)    -   -   -   -  

  • erik groupie- srdelica

    ova je za tebe.........

    Braveheart

    It feels good going up and down a swimming pool minding your own business.
    I was really enjoying myself trying fo find my way from one end of the pool
    to the other when someone booed me.
    Boo!
    A little girl wearing swim goggles have snuck up behind me. She looked
    a bit like ET.
    "Do you piss in the pool?" she asked as if she was harboring some secret.
    "No. Do you?"
    "Sometimes," she chuckled before she started overtaking me.
    Full cheered up, she said. "I can swim faster than you."
    "I bet you can. I am jealous."
    She greeted that by charming bubble of laughter.
    "And you have both arms," she said in a singingly voice.
    I was confused. Didn't know what to say, so I said nothing.
    Her smile has encouraged me to ask.
    "And you?"
    "Only one," she answered with her right hand flying up from the water.
    "You are such a good swimmer. You swim like a fish. You can win us all."
    She smiled graciously. I was really glad that I passed the test.
    "I don't like pools," she said swimming away from me, "pools are boring."
    "Yes, like a big bathtubs. I prefer the sea too."
    "Do you love swimming far away from the shore," she asked.
    "No, I am afraid of deep sea creatures."
    "I am afraid of the sea salad. Too slippery."
    She was right. Sea salad is the scariest thing that could happen to
    all swimmers.
    "What's your name?".
    "Ana."
    "Very nice to have met you, Ana."
    She left wearing a victorious smile. A brave heart with no fear of
    being who she is.
    A beautiful girl with ugly goggles.

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    18.12.2007. (16:55)    -   -   -   -  

  • erik groupie- srdelica

    Enjoying The Problem Free Area

    Two days with nature among sky tall trees, doing nothing just walking
    through the forrest and when got tired of walking just lying down in
    the grass curling with joy, enjoying slow pace, the love and
    friendliness. No worries, all problems forgotten, at least for the
    length of the trip.
    That little trick lately works for me, escaping for a while from
    everything and then back home with batteries fully charged to better
    deal with reality. Not bad for a person who had been refusing for
    years to face reality.
    But we all do that sometime, some people spend their whole life
    running away from their real problems, some of them make the life
    more difficult by creating problems out of the most normal
    situations.
    While lying in the grass, I was thinking of how fast time goes by, and
    how it is not important when unhappiness is confused with happiness.
    All my friends have some sort of problems, they feel trapped either in
    frustrating jobs or not so good marriages, no love or lust anymore
    just obligations, or they are not getting what they need, family
    problems, loneliness, bad life experiences,... They are doing they
    best believing, like I do, that our bad experiences could lead to
    changes, only we have to do the job of reevaluating and admitting
    defeat and that is the toughest part.
    I was lying on the mountain happy when you told me your guys lost the
    game although they were great. They did lose, but they were not
    beaten, they played the best they could.
    Just because a game is lost, doesn´t mean the players are - that is, I
    think, the turning point where our bad experiences could lead to our
    best. I wanted to tell it to S..., but it is too early, he is beaten
    but still playing to win.
    And I wanted to hug you, let you you take my hands in yours, lay us
    back in the grass and do what lovers do.

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    18.12.2007. (17:39)    -   -   -   -  

  • erik groupie- srdelica

    The miracle of love

    You mean it´s never too late for a miracle, only we have to protect
    ourselves like the miracle isn´t going to happen?
    I believe a miracle is actually just a general search for the meaning
    of life, and sometimes it feels like i am 17 years old making my way
    into the unkown of adulthood all over again. But, no matter what
    happens i will keep coming back to a hopeful feeling, a feeling of
    certain peaceful satisfaction in the future and a different
    perspective on whatever is happening inside me now.
    I do, however, think that in the long dance of life, we both will have
    to fix some things in our machines that are broken. I am looking at a
    mountain, the one i have never climbed, and like everything else that
    i´ve gotten through before i realize that i must climb it, so i am
    putting one foot in front of the other like i always have.

    ;))))))))))))

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    18.12.2007. (17:54)    -   -   -   -  

  • erik groupie- srdelica

    dear penis

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    18.12.2007. (18:19)    -   -   -   -  

  • Virtuela

    penisi vode dijaloge dok vagine monologišu.

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    18.12.2007. (18:34)    -   -   -   -  

  • erik groupie- srdelica

    ;) kako to da ti uvik imas odgovor?xxxxxx

    rainbow

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    18.12.2007. (18:56)    -   -   -   -  

  • erik-me-ignorira-samo-tak

    under pressure

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    18.12.2007. (19:10)    -   -   -   -  

  • erik- rules- groupie

    the killers

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    18.12.2007. (19:20)    -   -   -   -  

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