......... stara godina........
..........evo ga na današnju staru godinu pišem post iz čiste dosade, sada sam malo šaltala blogove i vidjela stvari tipa novogodišnje odluke, što sam postigao u prošloj godini, itd. no kužite kaj mislim preseravanja i pizdarije...........jebemu mater sada ću 20 g. što bi trebala postić, čime kome da se hvalim.......što..........kaj trebam do sada imat nobelovu nagradu, 5 lenti missice i takve pičke materine..........daj shvatite jednostavno je fax u redu ne mogu se požalit, muža zakon, frendovi još i bolje to je sve................to je sve što mi i treba s mojih 20 godina života................i ja svoju stabilnost i karakter ne bi mjenjala za neke emocionalne pičke materine nikako.............kaj draginme ostavio u prošloj godin, pa se nadam da ću se u novoj zaljubit, molim te nisam više dete od 15 godina............i jedino kaj će me brinut su kolači koje radim i moja sacher torta što ćemo mi na novoj utrpat u sebe i zalit beherovkom, tekilom, jegerom, viskijem, grogom,gemištom, itd. i razbit se ko pičketine i uživat..............to je sve čak i bez pustih planova...........jer dječice shvatite nova godina je jednostavno bilokoji dan u godini samo s izgovorom više za napit se...........inače novu slavim na tulumu kod dragog u užem krugu prijatelja i puca mi kurac za bilokoje emo pičkice koji sada plaču doma jer ih starci neće nigdje pustit van............jer moja novogodišnja odluka je odjebat sve emače iz mog života, hvala bogu nema ih više previše.............
...........little by little, one travels far...........
.....tako nova godina se bliži,a iza nje moj dvadeseti rođendan.............sve što sam do sada naučila, naučila sam ono što treba doć doći će...............imam samo jednu stvar koju želim.............ostalo je nevažno..............
.....he he .....evo 3 najcjenjenije mudrosti koje sam dosada naučila:
-You will never be happy if you continue to search for what happiness consists of. You will never live if you are looking for the meaning of life.
{Albert Camus}
-Believe those who are seeking the truth. Doubt those who find it.
{Andre Gide}
-Our lives teach us who we are.
{Salman Rushdie}
When the cold of winter comes
Starless night will cover day
In the veiling of the sun
We will walk in bitter rain
But in dreams
I can hear your name
And in dreams
We will meet again
When the seas and mountains fall
And we come, to end of days
In the dark I hear a call
Calling me there,
I will go there
And back again
....sretan božić........
......evo pošto sam zadnjih par dana pogledala produžene verzije lotr-a opet, pa da zaključimo ovaj božić i ovu godinu s njime...............
Sam: I know. It's all wrong. By rights we shouldn't even be here. But we are. It's like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo. The ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger, they were. And sometimes you didn't want to know the end. Because how could the end be happy? How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened? But in the end, it's only a passing thing, this shadow. Even darkness must pass. A new day will come. And when the sun shines it will shine out the clearer. Those were the stories that stayed with you. That meant something, even if you were too small to understand why. But I think, Mr. Frodo, I do understand. I know now. Folk in those stories had lots of chances of turning back, only they didn't. They kept going. Because they were holding on to something.
Frodo: What are we holding onto, Sam?
Sam: That there's some good in this world, Mr. Frodo... and it's worth fighting for.
........minas tirith...........
......Theoden: {king of Rohan}...... Where is the horse and the rider? Where is the horn that was blowing? They have passed like rain on the mountain, like wind in the meadow. The days have gone down in the West behind the hills into shadow. How did it come to this? ............
..........žao mi je...........
.......ne želim te izgubit zbilja mi je žao...........voljim te mazo........
.......in to the truth........
.......... ne želim reprizirat neke stvari...........jebemu mater ista situacija ko prošle godine u ovo vrijeme......kako znam što će biti..................odmičem se...............još jedna je glupača pobijedila...............
..............priznajem ti ja sam spušila bio su u pravu........ne trudi se rekao si onda.........ja sam se trudila.......misleći da ću naću...........e pa neću........nitko neće razumijeti..........bio je jedan..........al njega su kopleksi previše sjebali.............u pravu si.........ma koliko si sada pao............u pravu si.........shvaćam glupa je ..........pa što..........i eto mi sada na ..........više sijepo ne vjerujem..................ne nadam se.............a trebala bi....................sve je kako si rekao onoga dana kad smo se rastali prije sada će biti negdje 4 godine, ako ne i više...........nisam shvaćala............al eto sve ti je oprošteno........dotuklo me je.........shvatila sam.........
Tears of pain, tears of joy
One thing nothing can destroy
Is our pride, deep inside
We are one
We are one, you and I
We are like the earth and sky
One family under the sun
All the wisdom to lead
All the courage that you need
You will find when you see
We are one
Oh...tell me...
Charity dance with me
Turn me around tonight
Up through spiral staircase
To the higher ground
will you..........?
....let it snow....:).......
....ccc.....lot happend....neda mi se o tome.... ima puno ljepših stvari trenutno........
........i tako sve pomalo ide.........gura se nekako iz dana u dan.........sve više i više.........stvari se riješavaju............snjeg me jako razveselio..........ja i dragi smo se grudali neki dan.........me like snow.................
........i evo u čast guardianima koji bi se trebali pojavit u 3. mjesecu zg-u jedna pjesmica:
Extermination thunder the strange one is
back again
Lost by our only power it's aura will grind us
out forever
Fall into a dark dream that we got once
the part it's real you won't believe
We're watching our own agony many years ago
Seven little children stand against the ghost
Believing is the answer but you've lost before
Find back to your infancy it's time to die
I've been the herdsman you've been my sheep
I find taste on lampskin everything's allright
killing for the thirst for small children sweat
I give them illusions to raise their fear
Hear the crying dying child it's music to my ears
Feel the sweetness of it's death everything's allright
But there's a new feeling I've never known
There must be a third one a mighty guardian
Guardian, Guardian, Guardian of the Blind
Now it feel the curse of heaven
Guardian, Guardian, Guardian of the Blind
Now it feel the curse of the child
Dark is it's world. and lonely we're reaching it
again
Fear our returning visions to madness we'll
fall
if we can't kill the beast forever
we must die now
One has blown his life away
Once we were a circle fighting hand in hand
Our weapons were illusions to let it feel the pain
By the sweet taste of our live it call us back again
We'll find the answer it's time to die
By a ritual we've hurt it but we've not kill
little Billy you must find your way
Believe in you we ask for
but where
we can never find
there must be a sign for the
Guardian of the Blind
Guardian, Guardian, Guardian of the Blind
Now it feel the curse of heaven
Guardian, Guardian, Guardian of the Blind
Now it feel the curse
Come to it's world following the sign
Guardian, Guardian, Guardian of the Blind
Give us the help we're waiting for your sign
Guardian, Guardian, Guardian of the Blind
.... tragikomedije.....
Ovak primjetila sam da svi komentiraju trgikomedije tipa OVO, a mene nece niko komentirat, pogledajte kak je ojnki sladak, a te okice..........ojnk..........ojnk...........
e da mene je uvijek zanimalo što se desi kada gola snjeguljica protrči ispred sedam patuljaka...........
dogodi se ovo
........hela hey mamela............
....i tako meni danas 7.mjesečnica veze.....dobila plišano prase.....me happy....ma ja malo prase
.............uglavnom pitanje kako odjebat nekoga ko zna da ste u vezi ali i dalje se pali na vas i sve to.......?......uglavnom ja nikad nisam imala problema s time osim kada sam u vezi takve stvar mi se počnu dešavat......i nisam ni lijepa ni nikaj......jednostavno mi se takva stvar zna desit kad sam u vezi.........zašto........pobogu......cc
...............uglavnom me happy..............
to je moj ojnki.....:)
uglavnom u zadnje vrijeme ova pjesma mi se stalno mota po glavi:
Ingonyama nengw' enamabala [Here is a lion and a tiger]
Night
And the spirit of life
Calling
Oh, oh, iyo
Mamela [Listen]
Oh, oh, iyo
Ubukhosi bo khokho [Throne of the ancestors]
We ndodana ye sizwe sonke [Oh, son of the nation)]
Wait
There's no mountain too great
Oh, oh, iyo
Hear the words and have faith
Oh, oh, iyo
Have faith
Hela hey mamela [Hey, listen]
(Chorus)
He lives in you
He lives in me
He watches over
Everything we see
Into the water
Into the truth
In your reflection
He lives in you
Ingonyama nengw' enamabala [Here is a lion and a tiger]
.... out i go....
uglavnom nakon jučerašnje temperature 40 i današnje beherovke jutros sa starim me feel good......
tako da sam odlučila večeras ići na:
.... come to the darkside i have cookies.......
......mandy.....
............blue batman........
.........iskreno više se ni ne sijećam kako napisat pošteni post.........
...........sve u svemu danas je bio čudan dan..............
počeo je s kavom u zvuka-to jednostavno čudno mjesto koje nisam pretjerano voljela danas se pretvorilo u nešto pozitivno.....dan je krenuo svojim tokom..........menza.........stari kolega odma na redu čim došli.........kasnije završili u tolkien........pila vuću čokojadu .........
...........bila happy i opuštena...........i tako vraćala se iz toliena.......kad gle čuda mobitel zazvoni.........moj b.b. {blue batman} zove..........jesi za kafu..........rekoh more al ti častiš.........dođoh u nadi vidjet ga u novom izdanju tj. moja cura je ovakva pa ja moram biti ovakav fazi........i jako začudih se ispred mene je stajao čovijek kojeg sam prvi put upoznala........nije bilo cura ovo cura ona..........bio je to moj b.b.......i tako kafa se pretvorila u pivu, pa drugu, pa treću............bilo je čudno ljudi koje sam upoznala nisu bili oni koje znam niti sastavni dio praćke...........sve je odjedamput počelo...........shvatila sam.......želim se opet samo zabavit...........danas sam sama sebi odgnala brige iz glave i bilo je prejebeno.............sada znam to mogu i opet..............bio je to jedan od onih istinskih trenutaka sreće............neka vrsta predivnog opuštanja...............i uživala sam..........jednostavno mi je to trebalo..................jako, jako dugo..............
.... saturday, sunday.......
.......
............osjćam se kao da mi je glavu pregazio kamion i onda prešlo sto konja ostavljajući njihove potkove u mojoj glavici:( ........
...........ako vam je itko ikad govorio da mješanje tableta i alkohola je loše............je pa što.............jučer sam nakon dugo vremena zgazila se alkoholom s primjesama tableta..............
....................i mogu vam reć ja jako volim travu..........oću trave............ne alkohol............dosadno...........tablete nice............ali nedostaje mi dobra trava za dobro upušavanje............mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm đoka..........
.........eto napisala sranje od posta................
...........glava me buba.................
.... we are what we are....{in memoriam of giger}......
