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subota, 18.04.2009.
Kak sam lijeeeeen

Ala niš mi se neda.Bio sam sretan zbog lijepog vremena ali sad prek dana zna bit prevruće. Znam da je to ništa s obzirom na to što nas čeka na ljeto ali ja nevolim kad je prevruće. Najljpše mi je ujutro i predvečer, kad je lijepo al nije vruće. Tad ja normalno funkcioniram. Prek dana mi se neda apsolutno ništa. Neda mi se učit, ić van, čak ni sjedit za kompjuterom po cijele dane. Ćak sam lijen pisat i ovaj post.
Kad već pišem spomenut ću i Skwhat. Sinoć je bio jedan u nizu humanitarnih koncerata Rock Sisak Pomaže. Bila je baš dobra svirka. Dobre pjesme. Kad ovak pogledam sisačka scena i nije tak loša. Za tak mali grad imamo i dosta bendova. Al ono šta najbitnije; ulaznicu je platilo oko 200 ljudi tak da se napravilo jako dobro djelo. Želim malom Antoniju što brži oporavak.

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ponedjeljak, 06.04.2009.
Jeeeeeeei napokon lijepo vrijeme...savršen dan

Danas sam se probudio tako odmoran...baš sam se lijepo naspavao. Otišao na balkon i vidio sunce, vani sve tako mirno. Nisam ćak otišao ni na kavu van...uzeo sam svoj mp3, pustio Rise Against i samo otišo prozujat...pustit mozak na pašu, maknuti se od gradske buke, smoga, zadimljenih kafića...

Made a wish, I can dream
I can be what I want to be
Not afraid to live my life
And fulfil my fantasies


Otišao sam kod Starog Grada, tamo uvijek odem kad se želim opustiti jer je sve tako mirno, spokojno...savršeno. Prešao sam željeznički most i samo nastavio hodati uz Kupu.Velika je i mutna ali i dalje lijepa, hodao sam cijelom obalom sve do nasipa i dalje nasipom do kupališta.

Reaching out, for the highs
You inspired me to try
I felt the magic inside
And I felt that I could fly
I'm looking at the world in an optimistic light
You made me appreciate my life
'Cos when you came you were like

Sunshine through my window
That's what you are
My shining star
Sunshine
Making me feel
I'm on top of the world
Telling me I'll go far


Baš se super osjećam...već dugo se nisam osjećao tako mirno, na tren sam izbacio sve probleme, stres i loše stvari iz glave. Samo sam uživao u danu.


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If love is a labor I'll slave 'til the end
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I'll show you mine if you show me yours first
Let's compare scars I'll tell you whose is worse
Let's unwrite these pages and replace them with our own words

We live on front porches and swing life away
We get by just fine here on minimum wage
If love is a labor I'll slave 'til the end
I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand

Am I loud and clear or am I breaking up?
Am I still your charm or am I just bad luck?
Are we getting closer, are we just getting more lost?
I'll show you mine if you show me yours first
Let's compare scars I'll tell you whose is worse
Let's unwrite these pages and replace them with our own words

We live on front porches and swing life away
We get by just fine here on minimum wage
If love is a labor I'll slave 'til the end
I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand

Swing life away
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