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Something about me :
Name : MATEJA
Born : 1993
Zodiac : RIBE
Family : MAMA, TATA I
DVA MALA MUŠKA
ČUDOVIŠTA
Grade : 8b
Sport : treniram twirling
i mažoret
Hobby : skupljam torbice,
nofce (sve valute)
i igračke po kući
za mojom braćom
Adore : Nightwish
iskren osmijeh,
slatke male stvarčice,
Zvončicu
dok mi braće nema doma,
mala iznenađenja,
dobre i iskrene frendove
Music : osim Nightwisha volim sve
hitove svih metal-grupa,
rock i hardrock,
instrumentale,
uglavnom sve osim
kuruze
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I was born amidst the purple waterfalls.
I was weak, yet not unblessed.
Dead to the world. Alive for the journey.
One night I dreamt a white rose withering,
a newborn drowning a lifetime loneliness.
I dreamt all my future. Relived my past.
A witnessed the beauty of the beast"
Where have all the feelings gone?
Why has all the laughter ceased?
Why am I loved only when I'm gone?
Gone back in time to bless the child
Think of me long enough to make a memory
Come bless the child one more time
How can I ever feel again?
Given the chance would I return?
I've never felt so alone in my life
As I drank from a cup which was counting my time
There's a poison drop in this cup of Man
To drink it is to follow the left hand path
"Where have all the feelings gone?
Why is the deadliest sin - to love as I loved you?
Now unblessed, homesick in time,
soon to be freed from care, from human pain.
My tale is the most bitter truth:
Time pays us but with earth & dust, and a dark, silent grave.
Remember, my child: Without innocence the cross is only iron,
hope is only an illusion & Ocean Soul's nothing but a name...
The Child bless thee & keep thee forever
Opeth - In My Time Of Need
I can´t see the meaning of this life I´m leading,
I try to forget you ass you forgot me
This time there is nothing left for you to take this is goodbye
Summer is miles and miles away,
and no one would ask me to stay...
And I , should contemplate this change,to ease the pain
And I ,should step out of the rain,turn away.
Close to ending it all I am drifting through the stages of the
rapture born within this loss
Thoughts od death inside,
tear me appart from the core of my soul...
Summer is miles and miles away,
and no one would ask me to stay...
And I , should contemplate this change,to ease the pain
And I ,should step out of the rain,turn away.
At times,the dark´s fading slowly,but it never sustains.
Would someone,watch over me,in my time of need.
Summer is miles and miles away,
and no one would ask me to stay...
And I , should contemplate this change,to ease the pain
And I ,should step out of the rain,turn away.
And I , should contemplate this change,to ease the pain
And I ,should step out of the rain,turn away...
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Spremam se za probu, da bi mi nakon 5 minuta došel brat u sobu, da me kao, treba mama. Ja sva "sretna", odjurim u prizemlje, da bi mi rekla , da sam gotova za 5 minuta, da moram ić, kod nekog s njom(to ostaje tajna). Vratim se gore, i spremim to sve kaj trebam, odem s njom da bi tam , di smo već bili, lol, proveli 1 sat. Vratimo se mi doma, al mama bi još, heh. Zapravo,otišla je kod mojih bratića. Ja ostala doma s bratom. U jednom trenutku, isključe se svi kompjutori u kući, onaaak. Krasno ..možda je samo neki kvar. Nisam znala kaj da radim, jer se ne razumijem u electricity . Da biiiii, nakon 5 minuta, pola kvarta ostalo bez struje !!! Mrak totalni, ljudi pale svijeće,ja se poletavam od zida do zida, pošto se niš ne vidi. Slijedeći 1 sat nisam znala kaj bi sama sa sobom. Živa dosada! Niš ne radi, nemreš zvat starce jer ti je crkla baterija u mobitelu, telefon isključen, brat nervozan, Lord zavija vani...Niš,mogu jedino čekat (i pjevat si usput ,ccc ). I , tek nakon jednog sata ,evo struje back!!!Tak sam jako zagrlila malog zgubidana da je skoro bez zraka ostal...Sa strujom se vratili i naši roditelji,naravno.Kad sam im rekla,nisu mogli vjerovat kaj se desilo .
Tada su se svi vratili svojim "poslovima",i živjeli happily -ever- after ...
Pouka ove priče: nađi si neku zabavu ak ti nestane struje( jer ti je to tad potrebno) ili, tek kad nam nešto vrlo potrebno za život nestane, tek tad shvatimo kolko nam je to potrebno...
Do idućeg posta - ! Ljubim vas sveeeeeeee !!!!!!!!!!!!