Dupli Š
14.02.2006., utorak
Sveti Valentin... & Ivica Kostelić i prvo hrvtasko odličje u Torinu 2006
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Pa danas je dan svetog valentina i meni se neda puno pisati o tome jer je se nisam vidio s Ivanom i fakat sam htio prebiti sve ljude s ružama i one koji su bili sretni skupa. Ma dobro proći će me. Želim vam svima sretno valentinovo, da vam se dogodi nešto lijepo i ostavri nešto novo. A sad danas mi je strašno lijepo bilo vidjeti Ivicu kao se penje na ono postolje za drugoplasiranog, fakat je i meni došlo da plačem. On je imao toliko pehova u svojoj karijeri i stavrno mi je drago. Nitko nije to od njega očekivao i sve nas je jako razveselio i stvarno mi je drago. Ivica čestitam. Neznam kaj da vam pišem osim da idem sutra navečer u Njemačku na krstitke, narvno da mi se neda, ali tko zna možda će biti dobro dolje vidjet ćemo uživajte ljudi bez mena, znam da vam neću falit. Nadam se da ću sa sobom povuć loše vrijeme koje nam je mislilo doć i da ću ga ostavit u Švabiji. Ništa vidimo se u ponedjeljak Štef |
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08.02.2006., srijeda
EP 2006 rukometaši i novinari...
 Jedan sam od onih koji četvrto mjesto naše reprezentacije na ovogodišnjem EP-u ne smatram neuspjehom, već nastavkom jedne sjajne serije ove generacije. Iako svi naovinari naglašavaju njihov uspjeh, većina ih doživljava četvrto mjesto ako nespjeh ili tako samo piše. Ono što me natjeralo da napišem ovaj post je naslov u Jutarnjem list nakon poraza od Francuza u polufinalu. Na naslovnoj strani izašao je naslov NEUSPJEH HRVATA. Nisam bio skroz budan ali odmah sam živnuo kad sam to vidio, i stvarno mi je bilo žao tih dečki. Mislim žao mi ih je svaki put kad dobiju batina, ali oni se bore za pobjedu, bore se do zadnjeg daha, a ono što su obećali da će ostaviti srce na parketu to su napravili i to je napravio svaki od njih. Naime moje kolege iz razreda i ja obukli smo majce i svatko je napisao jedno ime na majci, bilo, smo ŠPREM(maja),BLAŽ(keča),BALIĆ(rimac),PERO(ja),DŽOMBA(vera),SULIĆ(zvonac). I iako su nas svi gledali, a mogu reć bili oduševljeni time mislim da je bilo puno više onih koji su smatrali da paradiramo. Mi smo se za to dogovorili prije utakmice s SiCG i održali dogovor i zato mi je stvarno žao što neki ljudi nisu zadovoljni s nečim velikim, jest da su opni rekli da će osvojiti zlato, jesu. Ali rekli su da će i ostavit srce na terenu da to naprave. Nažalost ovaj put srce je možda bilo i premalo, možda je trebalo malo više hladne glave, ali neću se petljati u logistilku. Bitno je da su oni svoj cilj da daju sve od sebe ispunili, a to što ovaj put nije bilo dovoljno za medalju drugi put će ih natjerati da daju još više. I zato ja nikad neću gubit vjeru u njih jer prije svega bitno jer dati sve od sebe, a kada to nosi pobjedu onda su svi uz tebe, a kad izgubiš onda nisi višpe tako velik u tuđim očima. E pa bili oni 4. ,peti ili desesti oni će uvijek biti veliki u mojim očima. Bit će veliki dok daju sve od sebe a uvjeren se da će uvijek datio sve od sebe. Jer dijele jedno mišljenje koje dijelim s njima a to je REPKA=SVETINJA. I zato naprijed naši rukometaši Štef |
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04.02.2006., subota
šta se sve može dogodit u dva dana
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koja glupost,gledam tekmu danas i vidim da gubimo i fino zaspem.i ono izgubimo,sad mi se ne da gledat ni ljubičića,ne znam sav sam neki bezveze. Danas na treningu smo igrali fucu,prvu tekmu smo izgubili,nikom se od mojih nije više dalo igrat osim kernca. A ovaj štef niš nije radio,ni luka ni klicper. I još idem skočit i lupim loptu glavom a ono usta mi bila malo,tak malo otvorena i sam si pregrizem usnicu. Malo sam krvario,al kaj se može. Fora je izgledalo kad sam pljuvao onak gustu krv. I tak,onda smo igrali drugu utakmicu,neam pojma kak je to završilo,bilo je blizu,i ubiti kažem ja idem ja na wc a vi igrajte i ovi pizdeki ma neda nam se,kak ćemo,malo će nas bit i svi odu zamnom. Ma bezveze. Al u biti i to je prošlo. I sad sam mrtav još nakon cijelog tjedna,pogotovo ovih nekih zadnjih treninga. Danas smo trebali ić svirat,al ne,danas je dan za izlaženje,pa ćemo ić sutra svirat. I trebo sam se ja nać poslje probe s nekim al niš od toga,jer nema probe,a ni nemre van jer mama ne da. I tak,sad ću ostat doma,jebiga. Uvjek se sve loše složi odjednom. Ma moram ić čitat zločin i kazna,to imamo u utorak a book ima 500 strana. MA odi vrit i takva knjiga. Gledajte mi jučerašnji dan. Odem u školu,prije škole se otuširam,dođem doma,jedem grah,idem se nać sa štefom da kupimo poklon,onda trčimo skoro od trga,tam između trga i gundulićeve počnemo nateravat 17-ticu i stignemo je u frankopanskoj i stignemo na trening u po 4,a krenuli smo u 3:10. I onda umrem na treningu,daj im piši štef kaj smo radili,odem doma,doma sam 5 minuta,jedem,onda idem do HNK. Tam sam išo s malim bratoćem gledat trnoružicu-BALET. Trajalo je tri sata,na kraju sam već spavao. Ma da vidite ekipu tam,svi nešto uređeni,haljine,sakoi,ženske imaju naušnica,ogrlica,narukvica,ma bode u oči kolko se sjaje. A meni frend od starog dao bossovu jaknu(još prije,i burbery kaput,i timberland jaknu al to nije bitno)i murphy&nye majcu(isto još prije) i ja to fino obučem,i imam onaj berbery šal i mislim si ja koji sam šminker,i onda dođem ta,i skužio sam da skoro najlošije izgledam. I mali bratić od 8god me vodio tam po hnk,već je bio tam gledat neku dramu i operu,fino nam je kupio program,i tak. Čuvao je on mene,ne ja njega. Ma o ovima kaj plešu-ženama mora da pucaju nege i listovi,žena stoji na prstima,jedne noge negjde 5 minuta dok ju likovi okreću.a Likovi,malo smiješno zgledaju tak obučeni,al dobro neću sad vrijeđat,plešu isto ok. A ne kraju se tolko pljeskalo a ja jedva gledam,a onda se tam neki lik negdje 253 puta zaderao bravo,i još neka žene 128 puta tak da mi je došlo da ih pošaljem di već,da i još lik dođe napred,bliže nama i onda se tam dere bravo.ma daj se makni,mamlaze jedan u sakou. I onda sam došo oko 11 i 15 doma,i išo sam spavat,super,kaj ne,biti doma pol sata cijeli dan. I sad kaj,nejdem vam,nejdem na probu,nejdem ni doma svirat jer su mi ruke hladne a i teško stojim,nejdem baš ni jest nekaj posebno zasad jer fakat neam snage da si nekaj komlicirano radim,fala bogu na pahuljicama i mlijeku. U da,još bi trebao skoknut pod tuš,možda se i obrijat,ma ne da mi se stajat u tom tušu dvajst minuta,i onda još pet dok se brišem,i onda još dvanajst dok si sušim kosu,i onda još dve dok očistim uši,i onda još deset dok se obrijem,ma zapravo stalno stojim. E da kaj mi je još danas bilo.fino se ja vraćam s treninga,onak na jednoj nozi imam žulj,tak da malo smiješno hodam,i još s obzirom kaj sam upravo trčao negdje tri sata,i mislim si ja sad ću ja ne neki fini prazni tramvaj,a kad ono neki požar tam u savskoj,vatrogasci(nisu pjevali),policajci,hitna,i fino tamvaji ne voze baš. Uđem ja u 14-ticu i sjednem se,kad ono evo lika za sedam sekundi,nema struje,o pa još bolje,sad mi ni stolica neće grijat.I onda sam hodao do zagrepčanke,tam čak i sjeo u 13-tici u do trga pa onda na utrku s bakicama kroz tkalčićevu. Izgubio sam. I kaj smo onda jeli-Ribe,ha,dribe.Ma nemreš mi dat ribe,još dok ih očistim mi glava odpadne prije neg ribi. Al ajde i to sam preživio,sad bi fakat bilo dosta,moram ić dostojefskog čitat,ajd bok Sven |
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HAPPY ROĐENDAN...
Pa dana današnjeg naš dragi trener KEMPES navršit će 31 godinu otkada je došao na vou planet i želimo mu još bar tri puta toliko. Želimo da ima puno uspjeha u sljedećoj sezoni i puno zdrvalja.  Te također našoj dragoj kolegici PUNX koja ulazi u svijet odraslih, bilo je i vrijeme. Njoj pak želimo da uživa koliko god može u svom daljnjem životu. Kao prvo da položi vozački, a onda nek si ona sama zaželi kaj god hoće.  Pa S R E T A N V A M R O Đ E N D A N !!!!!!!!!!!!!!! |
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02.02.2006., četvrtak
Kriv, a neznam zašto???
Događa mi se da sam malo u dilemi da se osjećam krivim iako mi svi kažu a i sam mislim da nisam kriv. I sad bi ja to htio ispraviti samo da meni bude mirna duša, ali nije to taako jednostavno kao prvo moram priznati da se bojim a kao drugo možda to ipak nebi trebao napraviti. I sad neznam što bi? Tako da sam malo izgubljen ali dobro je bar sam sretan. Sad malo drugi dio jeste li se kad osjećali ako da u jednom dijelu dana pripadate svugdje u svaku skupinu ljudi koju sretnete, a pak nedugo nakon toga vam se dogodi da se osjećate izolirano. Neki bi rekli kriza identiteta, možda i je ali nismo li premladi za to. Ja mislim da čovjek treba znati biti sam ali bit sam ne znači isključiti se od svih uvijek netko mora biti uz tebe. Zna mi se dogoditi da i tu tamo odlutam i pokušam zamisliti savršen svijet ali je ga nemogu ni zamisliti, jeli to možda zbog mog stava čemu zamišljati nešto što ne postoji ili ja to jednostavno ne mogu neznam. Ali opet hvatam, se u trenutcima kad jesam ja s drugim ljudima ali oni su samo mrlje u mojoj slici koje nemaju nikakvog značaja i onda ja osjetim da sam sam da nema nikoga. Ali sad je drugačije sad imam osobe na koje se mogu osloniti i kojima mogu reći puno toga(Shmuey, Moko; s njima provodim najviše vremena). Zašto misliti da sam sam kad nisam, ali zašto to meni neće doći do glave zašto ja uvijek moram proći kroz duži i teži put da shavtim neke stavri. Jeli to moj izbor ili je takva moja sudbina? Glupo mi je sebe hvatati u nekim situacijama za koje sam mislim da nemaju veze s stvarnošću. Ali valjda zato postojimo da se mučimo ili da svoj put od mučenajk učinimo nekim putem malo lakšim i ugodnijem za sebe same. Zašto se mučiti, ako nemoramo, možda i moramo, ali zašto si to još otežavati zašto sami sebi stavramo prepreke koje nepostoje nego mi od njih napravimo ne slona nego cijeli kontinet, ZAŠTO? Evo ovo je bilo za Moko nek si malo misli A ti Shmuey pazi kaj radiš Štef |
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Evo nekih vicova
 
Svete pjesme...
Johnny B. Goode Chuck Berry Deep down in Louisiana, close to New Orleans, Way back up in the woods among the evergreens, There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode Who never ever learned to read or write so well, But he could play the guitar just like a ringin' a bell. CHORUS: Go! Go! Go, Johnny, go! Go! Go, Johnny, go! Go! Go, Johnny, go! Go! Go, Johnny, go! Go! Johnny B. Goode He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack, Go sit beneath the tree by the railroad track. Old engineers would see him sittin' in the shade, Strummin' with the rhythm that the drivers made. When people passed him by they would stop and say, 'oh, my but that little country boy could play' CHORUS His mother told him, 'someday you will be a man, You will be the leader of a big ol' band. Many people comin' from miles around Will hear you play your music when the sun go down. Maybe someday your name'll be in lights, Sayin' 'Johnny B. Goode tonight'' CHORUS Good Charlotte " Day That I Die " One day I woke up I woke up knowing Today is the day I will die Cashdogg was barking Went to the park And enjoyed it one last time I called my mother Told her I loved her And I begged her not to cry I wrote a letter That said I'd miss her And I signed that goodbye you know the happiest day of my life I swear the happiest day of my life Is the day that I die Can you feel the cold tonight? (the day that I die) It sets in, but it's alright (the day that I die) Darkness falls, I'm letting go (the day that I die) All alone, but I feel fine We took a drive and We drove through DC To see the places we lived Long conversations We talked of old friends And all the things that we did The summer nights Drunken fights mistakes we made Did we live it right? You know the happiest day of my life I swear the happiest day of my life Is the day that I die Can you feel the cold tonight? (the day that I die) It sets in, but it's alright (the day that I die) Darkness falls, I'm letting go (the day that I die) All alone but I feel just fine you know the happiest day of my life, I swear the happiest day of my life, I know the happiest day of my life, is the day that I die Can you feel the cold tonight? (the day that I die) It sets in, but it's alright (the day that I die) Darkness falls, I'm letting go (the day that I die) All alone, but I feel fine Did I live it right? I hope I lived it right Did I live it right? Did I live it right? I hope I lived it right I know I lived it right Gone away Maybe in another life I could find you there Pulled away before your time I can't deal it's so unfair And it feels And it feels like Heaven's so far away And it feels Yeah it feels like The world has grown cold Now that you've gone away Leaving flowers on your grave Show that I still care But black roses and Hail Mary's Can't bring back what's taken from me I reach to the sky And call out your name And if I could trade I would And it feels And it feels like Heaven's so far away And it stings Yeah it stings now The world is so cold Now that you've gone away Simple Plan PERFECT Hey dad look at me Think back and talk to me Did I grow up according to plan? And do you think I'm wasting my time Doing things I wanna do But it hurts when you disapprove all along And now I try hard to make it I just want to make you proud I'm never gonna be good enough for you I can't pretend that I'm alright And you can't change me Cuz we lost it all Nothing lasts forever I'm sorry I can't be perfect Now it's just too late And we can't go back I'm sorry I can't be perfect I try not to think About the pain I feel inside Did you know you used to be my hero All the days you spent with me Now seem so far away And it feels like you don't care anymore And now I try hard to make it I just want to make you proud I'm never gonna be good enough for you I can't stand another fight And nothing's alright Cuz we lost it all Nothing lasts forever I'm sorry I can't be perfect Now it's just too late And we can't go back I'm sorry I can't be perfect Nothing's gonna change the things that you said Nothing's gonna make this right again (right again) Please don't turn your back I can't believe it's hard just to talk to you But you don't understand (you don't understand) Cuz we lost it all Nothing lasts forever I'm sorry I can't be perfect Now it's just too late And we can't go back I'm sorry I can't be perfect Cuz we lost it all Nothing lasts forever I'm sorry I can't be perfect Now it's just too late And we can't go back I'm sorry I can't be perfect NEW FOUND GLORY Everything I do I do It for You Look into my eyes and you will see What you mean to me Search your heart, search your soul And when you find me there you'll search no more Don't tell me it's not worth trying for You can't tell me it's not worth dying for You know it's true Everything I do, I do it for you Look into your heart and you will find There's nothing there to hide Take me as I am, take my life I would give it all I would sacrifice Don't tell me it's not worth fighting for I can't help it there's nothing I want more You know it's true Everything I do, I do it for you There's no love, like your love And no other, could give more love There's nowhere, unless you're there All the time, all the way (yeah... woo!) Can't tell me it's not worth trying for I can't help it, there's nothing I want more Yeah I would fight for you, I'd lie for you Walk the wire for you, yeah I'd die for you You know it's true Everything I do, ohh I do it for you "The Ballad" The last selection in the ballgame. Does never get a pass. "Not appreciated's" just his first name. He's the scapegoat of the class. There are no friends to cheer him up and no girls, no sweet romance. It's impossible to expand, when you never get a second chance. Do you know, who's that guy, who's all alone? Do you care enough to see? He's in pain and misery. He's not going to the school-prom. He said he had the flu. Trumped-up excuses he told his mom. -I'm safer here with you. She told her son. -Someday, they'll all be sorry for mistreating you. Don't be afraid my son and trust me. -You'll be someone they will look up to. Do you know, who's that guy, who's all alone? Do you care enough to see? He's in pain and misery... Do you care enough to see? Do you know, who's that guy, who's all alone? Do you care enough to see? He's in pain and misery "Material Boy" I'm leaving the Wat. To Buddhism no longer loyal. I'm breaking my heart, as my compassion to the third world turned to greed. Bye bye, real McCoy, no ideals as if I was royal. Now, I'm a material boy. There's nothing in this world I don't think I need. Now I'm shopping, I'm not stopping. There'll always be new stuff to buy and I'll expand my needs somehow. I bought an iMac and mouse, a phone to go with my new spirit. Next step might be a house, six bedrooms and a pool just for me. I will live like a Tsar, the beggars chant won't hear it. I'll have a boat, new TV and car. And in my mouth a fat Cuban cigar. Now I'm shopping, I'm not stopping. There'll always be new stuff to buy and I'll expand my needs somehow. I'll expand my needs somehow I swear SUM 41 "Pieces" I tried to be perfect But nothing was worth it I don’t believe it makes me real I thought it’d be easy But no one believes me I meant all the things I said If you believe it’s in my soul I’d say all the words that I know Just to see if it would show That I’m trying to let you know That I’m better off on my own This place is so empty My thoughts are so tempting I don’t know how it got so bad Sometimes it’s so crazy That nothing can save me But it’s the only thing that I have If you believe it’s in my soul I’d say all the words that I know Just to see if it would show That I’m trying to let you know That I’m better off on my own I tried to be perfect It just wasn’t worth it Nothing could ever be so wrong It’s hard to believe me It never gets easy I guess I knew that all along If you believe it’s in my soul I’d say all the words that I know Just to see if it would show That I’m trying to let you know That I’m better off on my own STRUNG OUT "King Alvarez" Grey sky man is talking to the sidewalk once again your perfect vision of the world it goes unheard as the rain falls down on your head it slips inside the cracks of another fruitless day here in the land of King Alvarez you're losing once again it's getting harder to survive when the world that's all around you just don't seem to care and the universe you've built for yourself is caving in right on you and the streets are getting colder then they used to be these days and now I see you walkin' down the boulevard alone and your screaming at the top of your lungs all night and I wonder to myself how did you get to be this king without a throne its just another sunny day here in the land of Babylon to see the things that no one sees to hear the lies that no one tells its getting lonely in this place gettin' tired of it all Good Riddance - Time Of Your Life (fuck) Another turning point a fork stuck in the road Time grabs you by the wrist directs you where to go So make the best of this test and don't ask why It's not a question but a lesson learned in time It's something unpredictable But in the end is right I hope you had the time of your life So take the photographs and still frames in your mind Hang it on a shelf in good health and good time Tattoos of memories and dead skin on trial For what it's worth it was worth all the while It's something unpredictable But in the end is right I hope you had the time of your life It's something unpredictable But in the end is right I hope you had the time of your life It's something unpredictable But in the end is right I hope you had the time of your life |
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