četvrtak, 19.06.2008.
Hello people...
Ne mogu vjerovati. Sutra je gotovo. Al stvarno gotovo, zadnji dan. Znam da mi je ovo vec najmanje stoti put da pisem o tome, al nema veze...
Iako se stalno svadamo, zao mi je sto se rastajem sa svojim razredom, ipak smo si posali dobri nakon 4 godine...
I tak! Sutra imamo festu... Bas me znaima kak bu to ispalo... Tekma je sutra, tak da ce se svi razbjezat. A i pola njih ce bit pijano. Samo se nadam da ce bit super, da cemo se svi napjevat i naplesat...
Ovaj tjedan je u skoli bilo fora, nismo nikaj radili, danas smo cijeli dan uvjezbavali koreografiju za kraj. Luda je, cak su ju i decki uspjeli zapamtit sto dokazuje da je jako lagana.
I te majice... Nisu ispale kak su trebale, al su super; vecini se svidaju...I napravile su cure 2 plakata, jedan ludi sa biserima, i jedan sa fotkama sa maturalca, izbora za miss/mistera, drugih izleta, itd. Valjd nas ima svih podjednako, jer Dora je nekaj kenjala. Al nema veze, vc je gotovo...
A nakon 27.6. meni sluzbeno pocinje ljeto. Jeej!
Ici cu na more, odmarat, ljencarit, itd... Jedva cekam...
I do 9. mjeseca necu morat ucit apsolutno nista... Hehehe
I da, bas me zanima tko ce na kraju tu u gimnaziju... Nekak se svi predomisljaju... Drago mi je kaj cu s nekima opet ic u razred, a za neke mi je zao kaj ostaju... Samo da ne dodu neke budale tu, pa ce bit super...
I tak... To je to od mene zasad... Valjda cu pisat uskoro...
Pozz svima...
Bye!
*Petra*
subota, 07.06.2008.
Kako bi sada bila sretna i ispunjena da mogu napisati sto zelim.
Ali----
Uglavnom, ovih dana sam jako razocarana i na jedan nacin iznenadena postupcima nekih osoba. Nisam znala da je netko uopce kadar biti toliko odvratno bezorazan i nezahvalan.
Prevarila sam se, po stoti put...
Ovo nije prvi put da se to dogada, nego stoti valjda... Uvijek si govorim- necu vise bit necija budala, ali niakk da uspijem... Ali ojacala sam i uspjet cu. Samo je pitanje vremena kad.
Drago mi je sto se mijenjam. Necu se nikada iz temelja promijeniti, ali neke navike drasticno mijenjam. Jako mi je drago zbog toga...
Kao sto sam napisala u sastavku neki dan, koliko god se ja mijenjala, koliko god ja stara bila, uvijek ce u meni ostati dijete. I nikada me zbog toga nece biti sram, bit cu ponosna. Ponosna na to sto sam neozbiljna, zaigrana, neiskvarena. A kad pogledam sto se dogada danas, nisam ni neiskvarena, ni zaigrana... Nazalost...
Ovo je bezvezni post, ali ja se negdje moram ispucati, jednostavno moram. A blato je, pa ne mogu trcati...
*zanemarite sve ovo*
Petra
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"Bleeding Love"
Closed off from love
I didn't need the pain
Once or twice was enough
And it was all in vain
Time starts to pass
Before you know it you're frozen
But something happened
For the very first time with you
My heart melts into the ground
Found something true
And everyone's looking round
Thinking I'm going crazy
But I don't care what they say
I'm in love with you
They try to pull me away
But they don't know the truth
My heart's crippled by the vein
That I keep on closing
You cut me open and I
Keep bleeding
Keep, keep bleeding love
I keep bleeding
I keep, keep bleeding love
Keep bleeding
Keep, keep bleeding love
You cut me open
Trying hard not to hear
But they talk so loud
Their piercing sounds fill my ears
Try to fill me with doubt
Yet I know that the goal
Is to keep me from falling
But nothing's greater
Than the rush that comes with your embrace
And in this world of loneliness
I see your face
Yet everyone around me
Thinks that I'm going crazy, maybe, maybe
But I don't care what they say
I'm in love with you
They try to pull me away
But they don't know the truth
My heart's crippled by the vein
That I keep on closing
You cut me open and I
Keep bleeding
Keep, keep bleeding love
I keep bleeding
I keep, keep bleeding love
Keep bleeding
Keep, keep bleeding love
You cut me open
And it's draining all of me
Oh they find it hard to believe
I'll be wearing these scars
For everyone to see
I don't care what they say
I'm in love with you
They try to pull me away
But they don't know the truth
My heart's crippled by the vein
That I keep on closing
You cut me open and I
Keep bleeding
Keep, keep bleeding love
I keep bleeding
I keep, keep bleeding love
Keep bleeding
Keep, keep bleeding love
You cut me open and I
Keep bleeding
Keep, keep bleeding love
I keep bleeding
I keep, keep bleeding love
Keep bleeding
Keep, keep bleeding love
You cut me open and I
Keep bleeding
Keep, keep bleeding love
ASHLEE SIMPSON-PIECES OF ME
On a Monday I am waiting
Tuesday, I am fading
And by Wednesday I can't sleep
Then the phone rings, I hear you
And the darkness is a clear view
Cause you’ve come to rescue me
Fall, with you I fall so fast
I can hardly catch my breath
I hope it last
[Chorus]
Ohhhh
It seems like I can finally
Rest my head on something real
I like the way that feels
Ohhhh
It's as if you know me better
Than I ever knew myself
I love how you can tell
All the pieces, pieces, pieces of me
All the pieces, pieces, pieces of me
I am moody and messy
I get restless and it's senseless
How you never seem to care
When I'm angry you listen
Make me happy it's your mission
And you won't stop till I'm there
Fall, sometimes I fall so fast
When I hit that bottom crash
You're all I have
[Chorus]
Ohhhh
It seems like I can finally
Rest my head on something real
I like the way that feels
Ohhhh
It's as if you know me better
Than I ever knew myself
I love how you can tell
All the pieces, pieces, pieces of me
How do you know
Everything I'm about to say
Am I that obvious
And if it's written on my face
I hope it never goes away
Yeah
On a Monday I am waiting
And by Tuesday I am fading
Into your arms
So I can breathe
[Chorus]
Ohhhh
It seems like I can finally
Rest my head on something real
I like the way that feels
Ohhhh
It's as if you know me better
Than I ever knew myself
I love how you can tell
Ohhhh
I love how you can tell
Ohhhh
I love how you can tell
All the pieces, pieces, pieces of me
All the Pieces, pieces, pieces of me
JAMES BLUNT-1973
Simona
I guess I know this
We seemed so strong
We've been there and gone
I will call you up everyday Saturday night
And we both stayed out 'til the morning light
And we sang, "Here we go again"
And though time goes by
I will always be
In a club with you
It was 1973
Singing "Here we go again"
Simona
Wish I was sober
So I could see clearly now
The rain has gone
Simona
I guess it's over
My memory plays our tune
The same old song
I will call you up everyday Saturday night
And we both stayed out 'til the morning light
And we sang, "Here we go again"
And though time goes by
I will always be
In a club with you
It was 1973
Singing "Here we go again"
I will call you up everyday Saturday night
And we both stayed out 'til the morning light
And we sang, "Here we go again"
And though time goes by
I will always be
In a club with you
It was 1973
Singing "Here we go again"
I will call you up everyday Saturday night
And we both stayed out 'til the morning light
And we sang, "Here we go again"
And though time goes by
I will always be
In a club with you
It was 1973
Singing "Here we go again"
And though time goes by
I will always be
In a club with you
It was 1973
ADASTRA- NABUJALA RIJEKA
Ona ustaje u zoru dok još nitko nije budan
Želi ostvariti zacrtani san
Sa svoje dvije male ruke radi od jutra do noći
Skrivajući da je umorna
Za svakog uvijek ima osmijeh ali neda nikom da joj priđe bliže
Nego što im dozvoli
Kad stigne kasno kući iz svijeta se isključi
Počne radit što joj je najmilije
Ne ide to tako lako
To je bol što odmara
To bit će ljubav
Što pleše
U nama
Nek ponese me daleko
Nabujala rijeka
Bila je oštra zima kada sam je prvi puta ugledao
Nova godina je kucala
Pružio ruku da je dotaknem jer toliko je zračila dobrotom
Iz očiju joj sjaj
Toliko dugo sam joj dosađivao da mi je dala mali poljubac da me otjera
Ne ide to tako lako
To je bol što odmara
To bit će ljubav
Što pleše
U nama
Nek ponese me daleko
Nabujala rijeka