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Pa, šta drugo reć nego: uživajte u čitanju!!!!
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HELLO LJUDI!!!
uživajte u čitanju!!!!!
poZz!!!!!
SAMO VI ČITAJTE !!!!
I OSTAVITE MI PUNOOOOO
KOMENTARA !!!!
Manchester United je engleski nogometni klub
koji svoje domaće utakmice igra na stadionu
Old Trafford u Manchesteru.
Jedan je od najuspješnijih engleskih nogometnih
klubova s 15 naslova prvaka, 11 pobjeda
u engleskom kupu i dva naslova europskih
prvaka. Klub je u svojoj povijesti imao dva
izuzetno uspješna razdoblja: 1950-e i 60-e
pod upravom Matta Busbyja i 90-e pod
Alexom Fergusonom. Prvo razdoblje
uspjeha prekinuto je zrakoplovnom nesrećom
1958. godine u Münchenu u kojoj je poginulo
8 igrača i 3 klupska dužnosnika, ali se klub
ubrzo oporavio. Nakon Busbyjeva odlaska iz
kluba 1969. uslijedilo je razdoblje lošijih rezultata
koje je kulminiralo ispadanjem iz prve lige
godine 1974. Klub se u prvoj drugoligaškoj
sezoni uspio vratiti u prvu ligu, ali nove je
uspjehe počeo nizati tek s Fergusonovim
dolaskom na mjesto upravitelja.
Manchester United je i najuspješniji engleski
klub po prosjeku broja gledatelja u proteklih
pedeset godina, te je član organizacije G-14.
manchester united
c.ronaldo
ja vam se ljudi dižem ujutro u 5:30...
...znam da mislite da sam LUDA..ali ja za to dobivam
NAGRADU...20 kn svaki put kad dođem, znači ako dođem 5 puta dobijem 100 KUNA........
NARAVNO NE IDEM JEDINA........UJUTRO BUDE PUNA CRKVA..........a nakon napornog
jutra odemo u prostoriju gdje imamo DOSADNI VJERONAUK.......Tako nama dadu novce
i mi odemo kupiti kekse...
......a lipo kad poŽDEREMO 
idemo kući.........bila sam čak DVA PUTA
a dobro je i to........40 KUNA........za sada.........pozZ do sljedećeg posta......poZz.........
VOLIM: Životinje
- psa oscara
- 5 ribica
- konj Sokola
- kornjaču Korni
Jela i kolače i drugo
- lignje
- svinjetinu
- salatu
- krempite
- punjenu papriku
- pizzu
- palačinku
- pik mortadelu
- juhu " Bistra"
- vrganj
Ljude
- Cristiana Ronalda
- Cheda Michaela Murraya
- Karla
Knjige
- sve od R.L.Stine
Predmeti
- fizika
- matematika
- vjeronauk (jer tu mogu spavat)
Glazba
- hladno pivo
- MCR
- avril lavigne
Sport
- nogomet
- tenis
- odbojka
- jahanje
Ostalo
- crnu,smeđu,maslinastu i crvenu boju
- gledati HBO i HBO comedy
- ljutiti nastavnike
- dugo spavati
- šetati mog psa( on mene vodi u šetnju,a ne ja njega)
- zafrkavati Jana
NE VOLIM: Životinje
- kukce
- žohare
- škorpione
- pauke
- mopse
Jela i kolače i drugo
- kupus
- domaća juha
- janjetinu
- paštašutu (jedino ako nije s mlivenim mesom)
Ljude
- Ivanu B.
- Antu S.
- xxxxxx x.
Knjige
- lektiru
Predmete
- biologiju
- povijest
- likovni (zbog Braicinih fix ideja)
Glazba
- Manson
- Pink Floyd
- Led Zeppelin
- Azru
- Arctic Monkeys
Sport
- košarka
- rukomet
Ostalo
- rozu i sve ostale svijetle boje
- gledati HRT 1
- nastavnike
- dizati se u školu i na zornicu
- slušati moju rodicu
VOLIM:
konje
osobe (chad michael murray)
predmet (matematiku)
jahanje
NE VOLIM:
mopse
kupus
mansona
košarku
rozu boju
* kako staviti neku svoju sliku na blog?
* kako prominiti dizajn?
* kako na učiti povijest?????????????????
MOLIM VAS DA MI ODGOVORITE U KOMENTARIMA.........POzZ
NE MOGU DA SE ODLUČIM............EKONOMSKA ili MEDICINSAKA.........
za EKONOMSKU mi tribaju:-hrvatski jezik
-engleski jezik
-matematika
-zemljopis
-povijest
za MEDICINSKU mi tribaju:-hrvatski jezik
-engleski jezik
-biologija
-kemija
-fizika
želju da upišem EKONOMSKU je 35%, a želju da upišem MEDICINSKU je 65%...
što će te vi upisati,ako vas zanima bodovni prag za neku školu samo pitajte MENE...
poZz..........SvIMa..........čITaMo sE..............
radi se o showtime-u......ja i moj rođak smo komentirali šta ako neko baci medu u Miju(s ovim posto nisam htjela uvrijedit Miju)
Lešinu..........ja sam rekla da ce se odbiti od njega......pa da cemo svi izaći na krovove svojih kuća išćekivati medu.......ha,ha,..
a još bi bilo dobro da onog UGLY Dizdara POGODI VAZA DOK PIVA....TO BI BILO ZakOn........pozZzZzZzZzZzZzZzzZzZz
evo vam jedan medo....
evo jedna vaza....
evo mene da se malo javim.....danas se nije ništa posebno dogodilo....
MORAM VAM REĆI DA STE JAKO VRIJEDNI OKO PISANJA KOMENTARA...........
HHHHVVVVAAAALLLLAAAA.....da li vi znate ko je 3pm........jadna li mu/joj majka
koja ga rodi.........neMAm ViŠE idEjA Za PiSAnJE...........ČITAMO SE........KOMAJTE
MI .........poZz svima koje znam..........
sidimo ja, mater i brat u DNEVNOM BORAVKU i gledamo TV.....gledamo mi i gledamo....
kad odjednom mater iz šale reče: GOVNA, GOVNA MI SMRDE........ja sam samo pala na
pod od smija.....ha,ha,ha,ha,ha,ha,ha,ha,ha,ha,ha,ha,ha,ha,ha,ha,.......a mater stala ono
začuđeno i gleda me i govori: ŠTA JE TO TAKO SMIŠNO.......JA niSaM Od SMiJA NisAm
MoGLa NišTA rEćI.....( na televiziji smo tada gledali neku analizu SHIT-a)......poZz
e pa evo slika jednog govanca......uz lijepu poruku....
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ČITAMO SE...
ZA DANAS MALO PJESMICA ZA VAS....
UŽIVAJTE......
I don`t want to be
I don't need to be anything other than a prison guard's son
I don't need to be anything other than a specialist's son
I don't have to be anyone other than a birth of two souls in one
Part of where I'm going is knowing where I'm coming from
I don't want to be anything other than what I've been trying to be lately
All I have to do is think of me and I have peace of mind
I'm tired of looking 'round rooms wondering what I gotta do
Or who I'm supposed to be
I don't want to be anything other than me
I'm surrounded by liars everywhere I turn
I'm surrounded by imposters everywhere I turn
I'm surrounded by a deadly crisis everywhere I turn
Am I the only one to notice?
I can't be the only one who's learned
I don't want to be anything other than what I've been trying to be lately
All I have to do is think about me and I have peace of mind
I'm tired of looking 'round rooms wondering what I gotta do
Or who I'm supposed to be
I don't want to be anything other than me
Can I have everyone's attention please
See, not like this and that
You're gonna have to leave
I came from the mountain, the crust of creation
My whole situation made from clay, dust, stone
And now I'm telling everybody
I don't want to be anything other than what I've been trying to be lately
All I have to do is think of me and I have peace of mind
I'm tired of looking 'round rooms wondering what I'm trying to do
Or who I'm supposed to be
I don't want to be anything other than me
I don't want to be
I don't want to be
I don't want to be
I don't want to be
* * *
Toše Proeski: Čija si
Ponovo si noćas mila
Lagala da nisi bila s njim
Ja to osetim...
Ponovo su usne tvoje
Drhtale ko da se boje
Da ti ne oprostim
Zašto ti je to
Trebalo zar nisi mogla ti
Priznati
Chorus:
Još su ti usne umorne
I sve što kažeš znam da nije
Još su ti suve cipele
Na polju znam da kiša lije
Još su ti vreli obrazi
U oku sjaj ne prolazi
Još ti na licu pise čija si
Samo moja nisi
Još su ti usne umorne
I sve sto kažeš znam da nije
Još su ti suve cipele
Napolju znam da kiša lije
Još su ti vreli obrazi
U oku sjaj ne prolazi
Još ti na licu pise čija si
Uzalud mi kriješ lice
Znam te oči izdajice
Sve si odglumila
Isprljana poljupcima
Otrovana dodirima
Znam da si lagala
Zašto ti je to
Trebalo zar nisi mogla ti
Priznati
Još su ti usne umorne
I sve što kažeš znam da nije
Još su ti suve cipele
Na polju znam da kiša lije
Još su ti vreli obrazi
U oku sjaj ne prolazi
Još ti na licu piše čija si
Samo moja nisi
Još su ti usne umorne
I sve što kazeš znam da nije
Još su ti suve cipele
Na polju znam da kiša lije
Još su ti vreli obrazi
U oku sjaj ne prolazi
Još ti na licu piše čija si
* * *
My Chemical Romance: Teenagers
They're gonna clean up your looks
With all the lies in the books
To make a citizen out of you
Because they sleep with a gun
And keep an eye on you, son
So they can watch all the things you do
Because the drugs never work
They're gonna give you a smirk
'Cause they got methods of keeping you clean
They're gonna rip up your heads,
Your aspirations to shreds
Another cog in the murder machine
They said all teenagers scare the living shit out of me
They could care less as long as someone'll bleed
So darken your clothes or strike a violent pose
Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me
The boys and girls in the clique
The awful names that they stick
You're never gonna fit in much, kid
But if you're troubled and hurt
What you got under your shirt
Will make them pay for the things that they did
They said all teenagers scare the living shit out of me
They could care less as long as someone'll bleed
So darken your clothes or strike a violent pose
Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me
Ohhh yeah!
They said all teenagers scare the living shit out of me
They could care less as long as someone'll bleed
So darken your clothes or strike a violent pose
Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me
All together now!
Teenagers scare the living shit out of me
They could care less as long as someone'll bleed
So darken your clothes or strike a violent pose
Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me
* * *
Placebo: Running up that hill
It doesn't hurt me.
You wanna feel how it feels?
You wanna know, know that it doesn't hurt me?
You wanna hear about the deal I'm making?
You *be running up that hill*
You and me *be running up that hill*
And if I only could,
Make a deal with God,
And get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
Be running up that building.
If I only could, oh...
You don't want to hurt me,
But see how deep the bullet lies.
Unaware that I'm tearing you asunder.
There is thunder in our hearts, baby.
So much hate for the ones we love?
Tell me, we both matter, don't we?
You, *be running up that hill*
You and me, *be running up that hill*
You and me won't be unhappy.
And if I only could,
Make a deal with God,
And get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
Be running up that building,
If I only could, oh...
'C'mon, baby, c'mon, c'mon, darling,
Let me steal this moment from you now.
C'mon, angel, c'mon, c'mon, darling,
Let's exchange the experience, oh...'
And if I only could,
Make a deal with God,
And get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
With no problems. x2
'If I only could, be running up that hill.' x7
* * *
Billy Talent: Red flag
Cast off the crutch that kills the pain,
The red flag waving never meant the same
The kids of tomorrow don’t need today,
When they live in the sins of yesterday
Well I’ve never seen us act like this,
Our only hope is the minds of kids,
And they’ll show us a thing or two
Our only weapons are the guns of youth,
It’s only time before they tighten the noose,
And then the hunt will be on for you
The red flag waving never meant the same…
Cast off the crutch that kills the pain,
The red flag waving never meant the same
The kids of tomorrow don’t need today,
When they live in the sins of yesterday
Like the smallest bee packs a sting,
Like a pawn checkmates a king,
We’ll attack at the crack of dawn
Build a ladder if there’s a wall,
Don’t be afraid to slip and fall,
Speak for yourself, or they’ll speak for you
The red flag waving never meant the same…
Cast off the crutch that kills the pain,
The red flag waving never meant the same
The kids of tomorrow don’t need today,
When they live in the sins of yesterday
Like a fire, don’t need water
Like a jury, needs a liar
Like riot, don’t need order
Like a madman, needs a martyr
We don’t need them!
Cast off the crutch that kills the pain,
The red flag waving never meant the same
The kids of tomorrow don’t need today,
When they live in the sins of yesterday
We don’t need them!
Nisam pisala jer mi se pokvario kompjuter......Stoga se ispričavam svima koji su se trudili doći do 111 U MOM BIVŠEM BLOGU... AL SADA JE PRED VAMA NOVI BLOG: DAKLE, mateaerceg.blog.hr... VI STE MENI SUPER, u prošlom blogu imam u 1. postu 200 komentara....hvala najviše ZUBI I LUCIELI koji su napisali najviše komentara...ovim putem ČESTITAM IRIS I ZUBI NA DJETETU....da li je Zuba bio na DNK analizi...da li je njegovo....NADAM SE DA JE IRIS DOBRO JER JU JE BILO BOLILO PA JE TREBALA IĆI U DOKTORA.......IRIS obavezno napiši u komentarima kako je prošao pregled.......danas vodim konja na dresuru...nadam se da će sve dobro proći jer je sad uša u "pubertet"...pa je malo divlji....nadam se da cu se uspiti upisati u konjički klub pegasus...ovim putem čestitam DANIJELI i MIJI s treninga rođendan....evo to bi bilo to.....pozZ....
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