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-Imam 23 godine (ideš... stari seeee!)
-Slušam Coldplay, Blunta, RHCP i Otvoreni radio pa onda... Paz' sad Percuassive Funky Tribalistic Driving Techno...
-Preko tjedna radim u jednoj firmi u gradu (bez reklama i sličnog)...
-Dakle, hobi mi je DJ-ing već nekih 5-6 godina (ko bi znao točno), još uvijek amaterski jer nemam keša za neku opremu...
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Paul Van Dyke - Time Of Our Lives
There's a time for us to let go
There's a time for holding on
A time to speak, a time to listen
There's a time for us to grow
There's a time for laying low-down
There's a time for getting high
A time for peace, a time for fighting
A time to live, a time to die
A time to scream, a time for silence
A time for truth against the lies
A time for faith, a time for science
There's a time for us to shine
There is a time for explaining
There's a time to understand
A time for hurt, a time for healing
A time to run, to make a stand
Oh, this is the time of our lives
Oh, this is the time of our lives
Oh, this is the time of our lives
Oh, this is the time of our lives
James Blunt - I'll Take Everything
Ooh, these feet carry me far
Oh, my body,oh so tired
Mouth is dry
Hardly speak
Holy spirit rise in me
Here I swear
Forever is just a minute to me
And I'll take everything!
Mmm, mmm, mmm
In this life
I'll join everyone
When I die
Have my body
Have my mind
Have my coat
Take my tie
These are borrowed
Borrowed so far
Turn to dust
Fall apart
Here I swear
Forever is just a minute to me
And I'll take everything!
Mmm,mmm.mmm
In this life!
I'll join everyone
Oh, and understand
'Cause all men die ('cause all men die)
'Cause all men die
And I'll take everything!
Mmm,mmm,mmm
In this life!
I'll join everyone!
Ooo, since I'm gonna die
And I'll take everything!
Mmm,mmm,mmm
In this life!
I'll join everyone!
'cause all men die
***
The Waifs - Lighthouse
Lighthouse tall and grand
Standing on that cold headland
Shine your light across the sea
For a wayward sailor girl like me
Lighthouse man
Guide this sailor back to land
Steer my ship on through the storm
Back to water safe and calm
Sometimes I need a lighthouse for my own
It gets so dark I can’t see which way I’m going
Oh lighthouse man I’m all at sea
Shine a little lighthouse light on me
Lighthouse man I’m all at sea
Shine a little lighthouse light on me
Lighthouse man can’t help us all
Some he’ll save and some will fall
He’ll show you where the danger lies
But he can’t help it if you capsize
He’ll light your way but that is all
Steer your own ship back to shore
Won’t you light my lonely way back home
This sea is full of misery and woe
Oh woe betide those that say
They don’t need no light to light their way
They think they’re safe enough on their own
Drown in murky depths below
We all need a lighthouse for our own
It gets so dark I can’t see which way I’m going
Oh lighthouse man I’m all at sea
Shine a little lighthouse light on me
***
Coldplay - Talk
Oh brother I can't, I can't get through
I've been trying hard to reach you, cause I don't know what to do
Oh brother I can't believe it's true
I'm so scared about the future and I wanna talk to you
Oh I wanna talk to you
You can take a picture of something you see
In the future where will I be?
You can climb a ladder up to the sun
Or write a song nobody has sung
Or do something that's never been done
Are you lost or incomplete?
Do you feel like a puzzle, you can't find your missing piece?
Tell me how do you feel?
Well I feel like they're talking in a language I don't speak
And they're talking it to me
So you take a picture of something you see
In the future where will I be?
You can climb a ladder up to the sun
Or write a song nobody has sung
Or do something that's never been done
Do something that's never been done
So you don't know were you're going, and you wanna talk
And you feel like you're going where you've been before
You tell anyone who'll listen but you feel ignored
Nothing's really making any sense at all
Let's talk, let's talk
Let's talk, let's talk
Evo mene opet nakon malko duže vremena. Ovaj puta s malo vedrijom temom za razliku od posljednjeg posta...
Dakle ovih dana sam dobio poziv da mi je u Sisak stigo MP4 sa servisa... Pa reko ajmo po to ipak sam ga platio 650kn (kreten) i ima 4GB memorije... Nije za bacit...
I tako raspito se ja 'ko će samnom... Normalno bez Kiće to nije moglo proći a išli su s nama i Pejić i Čavlović... Još smo do Petrinje povezli i jednu curu... Krenuli smo oko 14:15 i vožnja je bila pakao jer je ispred nas bilo par kamiona s prikolicama koje smo jedva prestigli tek u Petrinji...
Došli u Sisak i ovi odma napali ajmo jest neš mi gladni... Kupili sendvičhe o onda otišli po MP4 u Techno2000 (il tak neš - whatewer)... Svratili smo u par trgovina (Carpe Diem, iShop, HG-Spot) da vidim kak se kreću cijene laptopa. Ništ pametno ispod 4.5 milijona... Dakle znam isto što sam i znao, čak i manje... Onda ja zabrijo, hoću kupit sat i gotovo a Kići se propišalo pa smo na kraju odmah završili u Forumu... Kićo obavio nuždu, popilo se piće, popušila se koja, malo se kesili i zajebavali pa dalje u lutanje Siskom...
Nakon 596 kioska koje smo obišli Kićo još uvijek nije uspio nać mašinicu za cigare. Veli da mu je skupo kupovat cigare pa oće radit "frkance"... Cijelim putem dok smo šetali ova dvojica dobacuju jedan drugome: "Ajd na, jebala te ta kuna, cijeli dan me žicaš... evo na!.."... I to baš svaki put kad neki komadi prolaze... Ma ludilo... Napokon kićo našo mašinicu i odmah kupio i duvan i filtere... Odmah smo morali isprobat kak to radi i isprobat njegove cigare...
Došlo 17:00 i ajmo sad po onaj sat koji sam ugledo u izlogu (Casio od 200-tinjak kn) jer se trgovina otvara tek od pet sati... (ZAMISLI!!!)... Kupio ja sat pa ošli doma sretni i zadovoljni... Svi kupili i napravili po šta su došli... putem doma slušali narodnjake cijelim pute, ma ludilo... Lotso' laugh's n' fun...
Čića mića gotova je prića...
Evo još dve slike iz SK koje sam uspio uslikat dok se Kićo hrvo' s mašinicom za cigare...
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DiiEEEnd.... PooZdraF!
19.02... oko 06:00 mi je umro tata...
Neću previše pisati o tome jer mi nije baš ugodno...
Imao je 46 godina...
Neću stavljati nikakve nepotrebne informacije...
Hvala na razumijevanju...
Reko idem sad napisat novi post pošto sam kupio novu tipkovnicu al' iskreno neznam o čemu... Ma smislit ću nešt putem... Uglavnom...
Eh da, ove subote mi se pomalo zgadilo izlazit van.. a toliko sam se zadnjih vikenda veselio izlascima i druženju s frendovima ali jednostavno nemaš gdje... Pa, jebemu, u šta se sve to pretvorilo... Grozno...
Hvala Bogu pa radim inaće bih totalno prolupao... Pola dana provedem na tom poslu a ostalih pola dana na kompjuteru, pred TV-om ili u krevetu.. i na to se svodi moj život preko tjedna... Od toga totalno podivljam i jedva čekam da izađem van subotom... A ono uvijek ista prića...
Ali neka... Patience My Friend... I always say... Treba znat iskoristit ono najbolje što imaš u životu i niša ne uzimat' zdravo za gotovo... CARPE DIEM...
Da ne gnjavim previše... I ovak nemam o čemu pametno pisat stavit ću jednu pjesmu koja je više priča nego pijesma al nije važno... Onaj tko vjeruje da ja znam što je pametno a što nije možda i pročita, a tko ne , a nemora, tko mu je kriv...
Dakle...
Baz Luhrmann - Everybody's Free (To Wear Sunscreen)
Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of ’97
Wear sunscreen
If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be
it. The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by
scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable
than my own meandering
experience…I will dispense this advice now.
Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth; oh nevermind; you will not
understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded.
But trust me, in 20 years you’ll look back at photos of yourself and
recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before
you and how fabulous you really looked….You’re not as fat as you
imagine.
Don’t worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as
effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing
bubblegum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that
never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm
on some idle Tuesday.
Do one thing everyday that scares you
Sing
Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts, don’t put up with
people who are reckless with yours.
Floss
Don’t waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes
you’re behind…the race is long, and in the end, it’s only with
yourself.
Remember the compliments you receive, forget the insults; if you
succeed in doing this, tell me how.
Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements.
Stretch
Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your
life…the most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what they
wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year
olds I know still don’t.
Get plenty of calcium.
Be kind to your knees, you’ll miss them when they’re gone.
Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll have children,maybe
you won’t, maybe you’ll divorce at 40, maybe you’ll dance the funky
chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary…what ever you do, don’t
congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either – your
choices are half chance, so are everybody else’s. Enjoy your body,
use it every way you can…don’t be afraid of it, or what other people
think of it, it’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever
own..
Dance…even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room.
Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them.
Do NOT read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly.
(Brother and sister together we'll make it through
Someday your spirit will take you and guide you there
I know you've been hurting, and I know I've been waiting to be there
for you. And I'll be there, just tell me now, whenever I can.
Everybody's free.)
Get to know your parents, you never know when they’ll be gone for
good.
Be nice to your siblings; they are the best link to your past and the
people most likely to stick with you in the future.
Understand that friends come and go,but for the precious few you
should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and
lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you
knew when you were young.
Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard; live
in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.
Travel.
Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians will
philander, you too will get old, and when you do you’ll fantasize
that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were
noble and children respected their elders.
Respect your elders.
Don’t expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund,
maybe you have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one
might run out.
Don’t mess too much with your hair, or by the time you're 40, it will
look 85.
Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who
supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of
fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the
ugly parts and recycling it for more than
it’s worth.
But trust me on the sunscreen…
TO je to za sad.. PooZdraV!
Puno se stvari desilo od mog zadnjeg posta... A opet, toliko malo... A što se desilo koliko je bitno toliko je smiješno i nebitno...
Pa odakle da počnem... Najnovija stvar koja se desila u mom ionako mizernom životu je ta da je neka SELJAČINA prijavila mene muriji (zamisli) da posjedujem "opojne droge" (lol) i da čak dilam... Pa su ovi izvukli nalog od Suda i došli mi na pretres... Ma mislim stvarno katastrofa... Završiš vojsku, nađeš poso, kupiš auto, ne radiš sranja, napokon se smiriš sa svim sranjima koja si radio kao teenager i onda se neko sjeti... Mislim stvarno... Katastrofaa..
Sve je prošlo u redu, nisu ništa našli kod mene, normalno, svi smo se lijepo nasmijali svemu dobro, popili par sokova, provozali se malo u autu i nakraju se pozdravili i razišli... Mislim stvarno... Onaj tko je počeo takvu glasinu sigurno me nepozna i ima puno toga protiv mene... Poruka... MOŽEŠ MI SAMO KURAC POPUŠIT... A ni to ako ti nedam... Dosta o tome ajmo dalje...
Uglavnom, prošla je još jedna subota, pilo se i zajebavalo, ludovalo u disku... Čak puno više nego zadnji put... Jedva čekam da dođe iduća subota pa da sve ponovim X2, samo da ne pretjeram, a toga se bojim...
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Meni nije u prirodi da radim probleme, ali netko vjerovatno misli drugačije, no to me se ne tiće... Tuđe mišljenje je ipak samo mišljenje, a moje je to da ako ne želiš da se sere po tebi ne seri po drugima pa se toga i držim... Ali drugi svejedno seru po meni bez obzira na sve...
Kad sve zbrojim i oduzmem zapitam se dali se uopće isplati biti dobar na ovom svijetu i pokušat sve radit onak kako nalaže neki zakon kad se moš izvlačit i ovak... sa sranjima...
Sad sam maloprije bacio pogled na TV kad ono "Ratkajevi"... I kaže Tito: ".... Sve što želim je biti slobodan, ali što ću sam među tolikim neznancima"... Neznam zašto al došlo mi da to napišem.. Mislim da je pametna izjava... Ugl...
Moj život se mjenja iz tjedna u tjedan, živim brzo i neravnomjerno, da ne radim neznam što bi od sebe... Ali bar (za razliku od nekih ljudi - a poznam ih previše takvih) imam neki uzorak života koji se može ponavljati i do kraja ak treba... Nije loše, očajno je...
Biće bolje, neko viće, na papiru prazno slovo...
Graphics for Anti-Valentine's Day Comments
Evo, uskoro će i Valentinovo... Mislim stvarno, odkad znam za sebe u ovom periodu godine sam uvijek u najvećem KURCU... pa tako i ove godine... Ma, Nije VAŽNO.... Biće bolje...
Kaže lik u Enterprise-u "Optimism, my friend"... Pa onda ja nadodam jednu poznatu... s irish naglaskom... : nemože bez pjesmice...
Always Look on the Bright Side of Life by Eric Idle
Some things in life are bad
They can really make you mad
Other things just make you swear and curse.
When you're chewing on life's gristle
Don't grumble, give a whistle
And this'll help things turn out for the best...
And...always look on the bright side of life...
Always look on the light side of life...
If life seems jolly rotten
There's something you've forgotten
And that's to laugh and smile and dance and sing.
When you're feeling in the dumps
Don't be silly chumps
Just purse your lips and whistle - that's the thing.
And...always look on the bright side of life...
Always look on the light side of life...
For life is quite absurd
And death's the final word
You must always face the curtain with a bow.
Forget about your sin - give the audience a grin
Enjoy it - it's your last chance anyhow.
So always look on the bright side of death
Just before you draw your terminal breath
Life's a piece of shit
When you look at it
Life's a laugh and death's a joke, it's true.
You'll see it's all a show
Keep 'em laughing as you go
Just remember that the last laugh is on you.
And always look on the bright side of life...
Always look on the right side of life...
(Come on guys, cheer up!)
Always look on the bright side of life...
Always look on the bright side of life...
(Worse things happen at sea, you know.)
Always look on the bright side of life...
(I mean - what have you got to lose?)
(You know, you come from nothing - you're going back to nothing.
What have you lost? Nothing!)
Always look on the right side of life...
Cijeli dan sam bio u kurcu ali evo malo se iskalio na svom blogu pa mi je nekak i lakše... Oprala me bedara i to JAKA... Proće mene depresija... Al će se i vratit'... Al će i proć... Nemože mi niko ništa, jači sam od sudbine... Mogu samo da me mrze oni što me nevole... Sorry bat jebiga...
Aj, bilo bi dosta mojih sranja, imate ih i sami sigurno dosta, ko pročita sve svaka mu dala... pive iz krigle...
Treba se ić brijat i tuširat... da budem lijep na poslu, možda mi opet koja bakica pokuša ugurat svoju unuku pa možda ipak ne završim sam na Valentine's Day.... Šalu na stranu.. dosta više...
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