srijeda, 23.02.2005.

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I lived my dream today
And I have lived it yesterday

And I'll have lived it tomorrow
No don't look at me that way
Well I heed the words you say...
But my heart has gone astray
I watched friendship slip away
But it wasn't s'posed to be that way
I lived my dreams today
I lived it yesterday
And I'll be living yours tomorrow
Anything else to say?

I lived my dream today
I lived it yesterday
And I'll be living yours tomorrow
So don't look at me that way!

What's about you man, Nancy my dear
What's about you man, Nancy my dear
What's about you man, Nancy my dear
What will you do when she comes here?
Oh she'll kill me
Oh, I don't wanna kill me

And to the man who would be king
I would say only one thing
And to the man who would be king
I would say only one thing

La la la-la-la-laa
La la la-la-la-laa
Perish the day when you heed what you say
They'll take you away if they don't like what you say
They don't like what you say

So come what may but I'll never say

I'll never stay



dugo me nije bilo...
...depresivna faza, nema što...
jebena kiša....
...sutra kava prva dva sata, bar nešto...
mada ćemo na toj kavi opet pričati o stvarima koje nas opterećuju...
mrzin presing...
...umorna san...

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ponedjeljak, 14.02.2005.

ultimate

inspiracije nemam i lina sam do bola. trenutačno sam do grla u maturalnoj radnji i neman volje za drugu pisanu riječ.
javljam da sam živa...
osim toga, otkrila sam tinejđerku u sebi i nalazim se u fan-teeny-girlish fazi i sa svojim girl prijateljicama sam sastavila "the ah...listu" s najah tipovima...
jesam rekla da sam u fan-teeny-girlish fazi...
slijedi lista...
(lista nema poredak...al prvih deset je prvih deset :) )

-julian casablancas
-fabrizio moretti
-johnny depp
-benicio del toro
-joaquin phoenix
-brad pitt
-orlando bloom
-jude law
-ivano balić
-chad murray
-jared leto
-jay kay
-gael garcia bernal
-ognjen pavlović (tbf basisit)
-goran leka (ramirez bubnjar)
-colin farell
-pete doherty
-hayden christensen
-venio losert
-crnac s reklame za karlovačko
-ian thorpe (peder je, znamo, al jebemu...)
-tom welling
-keanu reeves

.......................................................

no, reko vam da nisam normalna....
bit će bolje kad se inspiracija povrati u moj um...:))))))

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ponedjeljak, 07.02.2005.

baza

gigamegaturboextrasuper baza/fora/finta...........

čitajte i smijte se!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(nastalo u subotu na maškarama)

kad dođe mali bombaš samoubojica u red za crni kruh, zapjeva:
ima li tu, mjesta za mene
sasvim mala rupa je dovoljna da se raznesem uz tebe...


hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.......
crni humor rulz, a ja nisan normalna!!!!!

- 21:12 -

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subota, 05.02.2005.

izgubljeni u prijevozu

bilo je to prohladno zimsko poslijepodne neposredno prije mog puta u zagreb. umirala sam od dosade i uzajamno se nervirala sa starcima. moju visoku nervozu pojačala je vijest na teveu da je promet u lici kolabirao poradi snijega, leda, inja, poledica, buganaca, smrzotina, grada i inih vremenskih sraćki.
to je značilo da moramo djelovati brzo, jer smo pošto-poto htjele stići do zagreba, i tili čas promijeniti sredstvo transporta do istog.
u burnim telefonskim konferencijama kroz to popodne mara & moi smo se dogovorile da ćemo krenut tu noć vlakom.
i bi tako...
na šibenskom željezničkom kolodvoru radi barba čija je inteligencija niža od prosječne siječanjske temperature na zavižanu.
nakon njegovih par izmota dao nam je karte. povratne. s rokom trajanja od 6 dana.
što se pokazalo kao iznimno glup potez jer nam drugi barba, onaj na zg kolodvoru, reko da nam te krate ne vrijede jer se vozimo i kroz ponediljak, a to je već 7 dan.
tu je uslijedio moj apsolutni popizd (u 7 ujutro, nakon neprospavane noći), pa su se ćudoredne zagrebačke gospođe u raskošnim bundama od nerca, činčila ili drugih ispaćenih životinja krstile i afanavale.
uglavnom, iživcirana kakva jesam bila, uletila sam u prvi tramvaj na koji smo naletile.
broj tramvaja smo pogodile, ali ne i smjer, što smo zaključile kad smo došle do autobusnog kolodvora.
a mi tribale do černomerca...
al dobro, nakon par prokliza, istegnutih ramena i laktovam sretno smo stigle do doma toploga.
u idućih pet dana nismo imale većih incidenata sa sredstvima javnog prijevoza.
priča se nastavlja na povratku.
dakle, odlučile smo igrati prljavo i odjebati njihove rezervacije i druge administrativne sraćke.
pa smo ušle u vlak s kartom kojoj je rok trajanja istekao 48 minuta prije polaska. nakon par seljakanja iz kupea u kupe, naišle smo na jedan poluprazni. onu punu polovicu činila su dva luđaka. jedan malo mlađi i malo manje lud, a drugi total lud, ono baš klinički lud, star najmanje 50 godina, sijede brade i žarko crvene kose.
vrlo brzo smo odjebale bilo kakvu komunikaciju, uključile dicman i isključile se. kao i grijanje u vlaku.
lule & friend nestali su negdje u lici.

I čisto za evociranje uspomena...


Horror show

I've been following
Your minds instructions
Oh how just to slowly, sharply screw myself to death

Ah yes, there is a screw
It's pointed at my head

Then look a dream peddlar
And a stick of light through my bones
"Don't get on the wrong one"
"Oh you and you what's your game"

Laying me down to waste laying me down
Pin me up or put me down
Uh uh uh uh oh
Now let it all go

It's a horror show, you should come on round
Horror show, the horse is brown
Uh uh oh left something in Moscow

She said "I'll show you a picture
A picture of tomorrow
There's nothing changing
It's all sorrow
Oh no please dont show me

I'm a swine, you don't wanna know me"
....

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srijeda, 02.02.2005.

bek egen

evo me nazad...nisam se polomila, nešto je opet blog šteka, a ja se pogubim nakon nekog vrimena u svemu šta san tila napisat, tako da sad ne znan...
šibenik je još uvik isti, nekako usporen, malo zaleđen, moj, ali...
udomaćila sam se gori u zagrebu.
pisat ću kad sve posložin u jednu suvislu cjelinu.
nisan jako dugo spavala.
a kasno je.

- 02:12 -

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Sexy Barbica, 05.06.2006. u 21:34
Ma ne moj molim te, ti si jako ljubomorna jer sam ja jako seksi. Ti si ružna prištava i frustrirana tinejđerica koju nitko ne želi. Nemoj mi tu srat o nekim metalima jer ja imam kemiju 3 , a ti 1. i naravno ja sam navijačica a ti si droljica!

(ne slušajte me kad počnem srat o metalima rofl)

And maybe you're the Circle Line girl, trying so hard not to let on you know I'm looking at the way your toes poke out through your sandals, at funny angles to your feet, and how you know it turns me on

Or maybe you're the Spanish girl, playing with your hair as you wait for your friend in that wild octagon of mirrors the Tate calls a coffee shop ..... And I can smell that hair from here, and I can see from eight different angles the way your nipples look through that thin black cotton top, reflected to infinity ..... And oh God it's places like that and purple-tipped prose like this, that's going to haemorrhage me girl .....

Ooh it's true:
Girl I'm only doing it to be closer to you

Or maybe you're the bay window girl in Wandsworth Town, in ripped jeans and open venetians, painting the difficult corner of an empty room white under a naked bulb, leaning across the bar at the top of your stepladder at the precise moment I'm passing on the steep street at the bottom of your garden in the gathering night ..... voyeur's delight

Ooh it's true:
Girl I'm only doing it to be closer to you

Or maybe you're the foundation painter at the Central School, looking so fine-boned I could carry you home in your portfolio case, laced up gently so you won't cry out on the bus and give the game away, tied up lightly, because girl, how could I knowingly injure someone with your perfect lips and wrists, your exquisite structure ..... Oh little acrylic painter, I can kiss eggshells, I can be ginger, all the critics say I'm such a sensitive singer .....

Ooh it's true:
Girl I'm only doing it to be closer to you

And maybe you're listening to my voice now, on your Walkman or your bedsit Dansette, letting my songs slip into you on this quiet night in with your pads of doodles and your fingers full of pencils and low tar cigarettes ..... And the music's light and pleasant so you hardly notice what I'm singing about in 'Paper Wraps Rock' and 'Murderers, the Hope of Women', my voice is just a sound that pleases you, that enters you and leaves you just the same, and that's how I want it to stay, because, you know .....

Ooh it's true:
Girl I'm only doing it to be closer to you

But some of those were bitter records, records which accuse women, girls like you, of using your attractiveness wantonly and wilfully to trap and to paralyse men who wanted you and could never have you, men who sometimes felt the perverse urge to trash the women they desired the most, men who imagined they despised all those immaculate visions ..... what adolescent crap, what kind of idiot would sing that? Oh, not me because, you know .....

Ooh it's true:
Girl I'm only doing it to be closer to you

But sometimes I think that every man who writes, every man who paints or composes, deep soul or symphonies, it makes no difference, all those men are only making do with substitutes: Solomon, Confucius, Franz Kafka, they'd never have done it if they'd been as beautiful as you, sitting cross-legged there with gentle music lapping around a promise, there where your thighs meet, of fertility a million artists couldn't compete with

Ooh it's true:
Girl I'm only doing it to be closer to you

And all the time I see you there in the eye of my mind, and all that cheap macho stuff about de Sade and misogyny vanishes into thin air and I'm moved to tears just like any other sucker who's been bruised by all the things that weren't to be, and yet who's ready to fall down on his knees in front of a woman and say "Whatever you may do, whatever you may be to me, despite the times we disagree, your ridiculous ambitions, your conventional inhibitions, I want you to know that I respect you, I accept you and I want you to accept me, I want to kiss you, kiss your stockinged knee, accept the uniquely soft flesh on the undersides of your hips"

Ooh it's true:
Girl I'm only doing it to be closer to you

glupe, besmislene i nadasve komične svakodnevne izjave...da niste ni svjesni koliko su glupe

1. pribit ću te ko vola u kupusu (???)
2.ubiti oko (livo ili desno?)
3.najebat ko žuti (kako to žuti, pobogu, najebaje?)
4.ritko na plitko
5. ...puca pogled
6. obukla si se u široke gaće
7. raspojasa si se
8. jadna ti maništra
9. pijan ko majka
10. prodavat muda pod bubrige
11. s koljena na koljeno
12. na licu mjesta
13. nisan ja veslo cica
14. na sto muka
15. na po uha
16. aj ti tuda
17. baš si neka (kakva?)
18. idi doma gazit zelje
19. za babino brašno
20. ni vrit ni mimo

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