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četvrtak, 30.06.2005.

ajmo se igrat skrivaca...ne

jutros sam se igrala skrivaca...i to ne svojevoljno...

probudim se ja lijepo negdje oko 11...stan prazan (nema staraca ni sestre),
samo zivine i ja...hm,ili samo zivine?
i lijepo si ja napravim veeeliku salicu nesquika,vuzgam si klimu i sjednem za stol u boravak...
i pijuckam ja nesquik,pusim lucky strike,listam novine...pravo opusteno jutro...
odjednom...neko mi zvoni na portofonu.
ja onak totalno zbunjena,ne ocekujem nikog tak rano,starci na poslu...
dobro,odvucem se ja do vrata,dignem slusalicu i pitam :ko je?
i zacujem glas svoga predragog oca :ej,aj mi otvori
od soka mi je opala slusalica iz ruke
mislim,cigareta mi gori u ruci,boravak cijeli zadimljen,a on dolazi doma!!!!
(za one koji nisu citali prethodne postove,ili ih nisu dovoljno pazljivo citali:moj stari nezna da ja pusim i da sazna UBIO BI ME!!!)
otvorim ja njemu vrata i tada je pocela jurnjava...
molim vas da si naredne dogadaje predocite u slow motionu:
ja jurim u boravak,gasim pljugu u pepeljari,uzimam ju i s njom trcim u kuponu i praznim je u wc...
zatim trcim u moju sobu,uzimam mirisni stapic i trcim natrag u boravak
gdje ga upalim i pustim da gori...
tada uzimam kutiju s pljugama i trceci prema sobi molim oce nas...
i tada se zaculo zvono na vratima...
polako gmizem niz hodnik pokusavajuci dati mirisnom stapicu dovoljno vremena da ubije miris cigareta...
ponovo se oglasilo zvono na vratima...okrecem kljuc u bravi...
srce mi vise ni ne kuca nego negdje mlitavo visi u mom prsnom kosu...
znoj mi se ne slijeva niz leda nego kockice leda voze slalom...
i napokon otvorim vrata...
kaj ti tak dugo treba?-moj otac ulazi u stan...
fuj,kaj si te mirisne stapice palila,stan nam snjofa ko indijski hram
pa ovaj...doslo mi je-kazem ja i ponovo pocinjem osjecati otkucaje srca...
daj ih ugasi.ja sad jurim natrag na posel,doso sam si sam po alat-kaze on,kpokupi alat i ode van iz stana

mrzim kad se takve stvari desavaju...

a kad smo jos kod skrivaca...
sjecam se kak sam se jednom skrivala u ormaru kad mi je the baka dosla doma...
uglavnom...ja sam bila solo doma
moja stara se dan prije posvadala s the bakom i nitko nije ocekivao,a najmanje ja,
da bu ona dosla do nas
i tako...znam da sam gledala cartoon network kad sam cula njen krestavi glas u stubistu...
istog trena sam ugasila tv i odjurila u sobu od mojih staraca
otvorila sam njihov ormar i sjela se unutra zatrpavsi se rucnicima i dekama...
uskoro sam cula kak tumara po stanu..i taman sam nekak smirila disanje i uvjerila se da nebu usla u njihovu sobu kad sam cula kak se otvaraju vrata...
gurnula sam kraj jednog rucnika u usta da ne pocnem vristat i pocela molit boga da se sto prije pokupi doma...
a sad da objasnim zbunjenoj djeci zakaj jednostavno nisam ostala u boravku gledat tv...
zato sto je to the baka (the devil her self) i ona kad se posvada s mojom starom postane oruzje za masovno unistenje zivaca ljudi i zivotinja koji joj se nadu u blizini...i zato da izbjegnem njene zalopoljke,prigovaranja,zlobne komentare i dernjavu,sakrila sam se u ormar...
i dobro,nakom nekog vremena se pokupila doma...i sads ja ocu izac iz ormara,a vrata se ne zele otvorit...mogu ih tek mrvicu odskrinut
kad ja skuzim da je ona nasrala neke kutije ispred ormara i ja nemrem van (prolaz izmedu kreveta i ormara je full uzak i ak stavite nes izmedu,nemrete otvorit ormar)...hvala bogu kaj sam ga bar mogla odskrinut tak da sam imala dotok kisika i tracak svjetlosti
i tak sa morala cekat starce dok se nisu vratili da me puste van iz ormara...

dakle,evo vam pouke,ne pusite u stanu,odite rade na balkon makar umrli od vrucine i ne skrivajte se u ormaru vasih roditelja kad vam baka nenajavljeno dode u stan jer bi ona mogla nasrat neke kutije ispred njega i vi bi mogli zaglavit

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-ako ista zaboravih,dopisat cu...ili nesto u tom stilu

Pantera - Cowboys from hell

Under the lights where we stand tall
Nobody touches us at all
Showdown, shootout, spread fear within, without
We're gonna take what's ours to have
Spread the word throughout the land
They say the bad guys wear black
We're tagged and can't turn back

You see us comin'
And you all together run for cover
We're takin over this town

Here we come reach for your gun
And you better listen my friend, you see
It's been slow down below,
Aimed at you we're the cowboys from hell
Deed is done again, we've won
Ain't talking no tall tales friend
'Cause high noon, your doom
Comin' for you we're the cowboys from hell

Pillage the village, trash the scene
But better not take it out on me
'Cause a ghost town is found
Where your city used to be
So out of the darkness and into the light
Sparks fly everywhere in sight
From my double barrel, 12 gauge,
Can't lock me in your cage

You see us comin'
And you all together run for cover
We're takin over this town

Here we come reach for your gun
And you better listen my friend, you see
It's been slow down below,
Aimed at you we're the cowboys from hell
Deed is done again, we've won
Ain't talking no tall tales friend
'Cause high noon, your doom
Comin' for you we're the cowboys from hell

Guns N' Roses - Don't Cry

Talk to me softly
There is something in your eyes
Don't hang your head in sorrow
And please don't cry
I know how you feel inside I've
I've been there before
Somethin is changin' inside you
And don't you know

Don't you cry tonight
I still love you baby
Don't you cry tonight
Don't you cry tonight
There's a heaven above you baby
And don't you cry tonight

Give me a whisper
And give me a sign
Give me a kiss before you
tell me goodbye
Don't you take it so hard now
And please don't take it so bad
I'll still be thinkin' of you
And the times we had...baby

And don't you cry tonight
Don't you cry tonight
Don't you cry tonight
There's a heaven above you baby
And don't you cry tonight

And please remember that I never lied
And please remember
how I felt inside now honey
You gotta make it your own way
But you'll be alright now sugar
You'll feel better tomorrow
Come the morning light now baby

And don't you cry tonight
And don't you cry tonight
And don't you cry tonight
There's a heaven above you baby
And don't you cry
Don't you ever cry
Don't you cry tonight
Baby maybe someday
Don't you cry
Don't you ever cry
Don't you cry
Tonight

Bob Dylan - Knockin' On Heaven's Door

Mama take this badge from me
I can't use it anymore
It's getting dark too dark to see
Feels like I'm knockin' on heaven's door

Kn-kn-knockin' on heaven's door
Kn-knockin' on heaven's door
Kn-knockin' on heaven's door
Kn-knockin' on heaven's door

Mama put my guns in the ground
I can't shoot them anymore
That cold black clud is comin' down
Feels like I'm knockin' on heaven's door

Kn-kn-knockin' on heaven's door
Kn-knockin' on heaven's door
Kn-knockin' on heaven's door
Kn-knockin' on heaven's door

You just better start sniffin' your own
rank subjugation jack' cause it's just you
against your tattered libido,the bank and
the mortician,forever man and it wouldn't
be luck if you could get out of life alive

Kn-kn-knockin' on heaven's door

Ramones - Sweet Little Ramona

Hey Johnny, hey Dee Dee
Little Tom and Joey
You know we're comin' over
Sweet sweet little Ramona
You're getting better and better
It's getting easier than ever
Hey you kids in the crowd
You know you like it
When the music's loud.
Sweet sweet little Ramona
she always wants to come over
Sweet sweet little Ramona
I think I'll try and phone her
I let her in if you're wondering why
Cause she's a spy for the BBI
I leter her in and I started to cry
And then I knew I wanted to die
Oooh, little Ramona.

Guns 'N' Roses - Paradise City

Just a' urchin livin' under the street
I'm a hard case that's tough to beat
I'm your charity case
So buy me somethin' to eat
I'll pay you at another time
Take it to the end of the line

Ragz to richez or so they say
Ya gotta keep pushin' for the fortune and fame
It's all a gamble
When it's just a game
Ya treat it like a capital crime
Evrybodey's doin' their time

Take me down
To the paradise city
Where the grass is green
And the girls are pretty
Take me home

Strapped in the chair of the city's gas chamber
Why I'm here I can't quite remeber
The surgeon general says it's hazardous to breathe
I'd have another cigarette but I can't see
Tell me who ya gonna belive

So far away
So far away
So far away
So far away

Captain America's been torn apart
Now he's a court jester with a broken heart
He said-
Turn me around and take me back to the start
I must be losin' my mind-Are you blind?
I've seen it all a million times

The Doors - Alabama song

Well, show me the way
To the next whiskey bar
Oh, don't ask why
Oh, don't ask why

Show me the way
To the next whiskey bar
Oh, don't ask why
Oh, don't ask why

For if we don't find
The next whiskey bar
I tell you we must die
I tell you we must die
I tell you, I tell you
I tell you we must die

Oh, moon of Alabama
We now must say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
And must have whiskey, oh, you now why

Oh, moon of Alabama
We now must say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
And must have whiskey, oh, you now why

Well, show me the way
To the next little girl
Oh, don't ask why
Oh, don't ask why

Show me the way
To the next little girl
Oh, don't ask why
Oh, don't ask why

For if we don't find
The next little girl
I tell you we must die
I tell you we must die
I tell you, I tell you
I tell you we must die

Oh, moon of Alabama
We now must say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
And must have whiskey, oh, you now why

Ramones - She talk's to rainbows

She's a little lost girl in her own little world
She looks so happy but she seems so sad
ah ah oh yea oh oh oh yea
She's a little lost girl in her own little world
I'd like to help her I'd like to try
ah ah oh yea oh oh oh yea

She talks to birds she talks to angels
she talks to trees she talks to bees
She don't talk to me
Talks to the rainbows and to the seas
she talks to the trees
She don't talk to me
Don't talk to me

You know she drives me outta my mind
You know she drives me outta my head
You know she drives me outta my mind
You know she drives me outta my head

She talks to birds she talks to angels
she talks to trees she talks to bees
She don't talk to me
Talks to the rainbows and to the seas
she talks to the trees
She don't talk to me
Don't talk to me

She's a little lost girl in her own little world
She looks so happy but she seems so sad
ah ah oh yea oh oh oh yea
She's a little lost girl in her own little world
I'd like to help her I'd like to try
ah ah oh yea oh oh oh yea

She talks to birds she talks to angels
she talks to trees she talks to bees
She don't talk to me
Talks to the rainbows and to the seas
she talks to trees
She don't talk to me
Don't talk to me
She don't talk to me
Don't talk to me
She don't talk to me
Don't talk to me
She don't talk to me
Don't talk to me

Blink 182 - What’s my age again?

I took her out
It was a friday night
I wore cologne
To get the feeling right
We started making out
And she took off my pants
But then I turned on the tv

And that’s about the time she walked away from me
Nobody likes you when you’re 23
And are still amused by tv shows
What the hell is add?
My friends say I should act my age
What’s my age again?
What’s my age again?

Later on
On the drive home
I called her mom
From a payphone
I said I was the cops
And your husband’s in jail
The state looks down on sodomy

And that’s about the time that bitch hung up on me
Nobody likes you when you’re 23
And are still more amused by prank phone calls
What the hell is call id?
My friends say I should act my age
What’s my age again?
What’s my age again?

And that’s about the time she walked away from me
Nobody likes you when you’re 23
And you still act like you’re in freshman year
What the hell is wrong with me?
My friends say I should act my age

What’s my age again?

And that’s about the time that she broke up with me
Noone should take themselves so seriously
With many years ahead to fall in line
Why would you wish that on me?
I never wanna act my age
What’s my age again?
What’s my age again?

What’s my age again?

Nirvana - Lithium
I’m so happy ’cause today
I’ve found my friends ...
They’re in my head
I’m so ugly, but that’s okay, ’cause so are you ...
We’ve broken our mirrors
Sunday morning is everyday for all I care ...
And I’m not scared
Light my candles, in a daze
’cause I’ve found god
Yeah

I’m so lonely but that’s okay, I shaved my head ...
And I’m not sad
And just maybe I’m to blame for all I’ve heard ...
But I’m not sure
I’m so excited, I can’t wait to meet you there ...
But I don’t care
I’m so horny, but that’s okay ...
My will is good
Yeah

I like it - I’m not gonna crack
I miss you - I’m not gonna crack
I love you - I’m not gonna crack
I killed you - I’m not gonna crack

I’m so happy ’cause today
I’ve found my friends ...
They’re in my head
I’m so ugly, but that’s okay, ’cause so are you ...
We’ve broken our mirrors
Sunday morning is everyday for all I care ...
And I’m not scared
Light my candles in a daze ...
’cause I’ve found god
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I like it - I’m not gonna crack
I miss you - I’m not gonna crack
I love you - I’m not gonna crack
I killed you - I’m not gonna crack

Azra - Balkan

jednog dana nema me da nikada ne dodjem
prijatelje koje znam ne poznajem kad prodjem
kao da me nikada na svijetu nije bilo
kao da me njezino tijelo nije htilo
moja kita miruje a furala bi furke
lepe dekle moderne ne padaju na zurke
brijem bradu brkove da licim na pankrte
jos da imam Fendera vidio bi svirke
Balkane
Balkane
Balkane moj
budi mi silan
i dobro mi stoj
mi smo ljudi cigani sudbinom prokleti
uvijek netko oko nas dodje pa nam prijeti
ni bendovi nisu visee kao sto su bili
moj se amaterski priprema da sviri
Balkane
Balkane
Balkane moj
budi mi silan
i dobro mi stoj