Ok.. danas se ja zbudim ujutro u pola 7 kak cu ici na fizikalnu terapiju (imam nekih problema s koljenom) i tako ja trebam krenuti u 15do8.. Zaspem ja i probudim se u pola 8... Nista,je se dignem i pocnem spremati.Odem u primacu sobu onak uzurbano i udarim lijevim ramenom u ormar i probudim starog. Stari se zbudi i pocne derati zast ga svako jutro moram probuditi ko neki nenormalac
Ja onak blijedo buljim u njega i zderem se da nastavi spavati. Odem ja nabrzaka u kuhinju kak cu popit vode i kak je bio mrak ja udarim glavom u one police gore. Mislim, to uzasno boli. Ok, ja se spremim i izletim iz stana,upalim mp4 i prva stvar sto je svirala bila je Final day od Tokio Hotela. I ja se uzivim u pjesmu, Dodem na stanicu, i cekam bus koji je dosao u 8i6min.. Udem ja ko duh u bus i sjednem na prvo slobodno mjesto.. Nakon par sekundi neka se baba pocne derati iza mene kak sam joj zauzela mjesto i pocne nesto govoriti soferu. A ja se dignem i prepustim babi mjesto i osinem ju pogledom kao da sam sama smrt koja je dosla po nju. Baba bulji u mene! I zamisli kak je pokvarena, na iducoj stanici,koja je ni 1min udaljena od ove, ona se dize i ide van, Pa mislim stvarno, koji bezobrazluk,, kud uopce idu ti dedeki u 8 ujutro??? Izadem ja nakon 10 min iz busa i skuzim da je 8i20, i ja pocnem trcat jer sam narucena u 8i30 a moram doc na vrijeme, Prelazim ja prugu i odjednom se stvori vlak niotkud, a ja ni naprijed ni nazad... Ja u trku se vratim nazad i cekam da prode vlak.. Kad je prosao ja nastavim trcat i skuzim da sam zaboravila papuce... Nista sad moram otici do stare na posao (hvala Bogu usput mi je)... Dodem ja do nje... i bulji ona u mene i pite me sto je bilo da izgledam ko duh.. A ja njoj da mi se zuri i da mi da svoje šlape. I da tako ona meni i ja na stavim trcat prema bolnici (vinogradskoj).. Dodem ja tamo u 8i27 otprilike.. dam kartoncic i zena me pozove.. Udem ja unutra,kad unutra neki valjda studenti ( ja blijeda ko krpa-koja bruka) ž
Ugl obavila ja svoje sto sam trebala i sad se odmaram... Jos uvijek me boli rame od udarca u ormar.. A stari me svaki put ošine pogledom kad prođe ( nakon onog se probudio i nije mogao zaspati) A jadan...mos mislit kak
Odo ja nesto Pojesti i Popiti
Lay beside me, tell me what they've done
Speak the words I wanna hear, to make my demons run
The door is locked now, but it's open if you're true
If you can understand the me, than I can understand the you
Lay beside me, under wicked sky
The black of day, dark of night, we share this paralyze
The door cracks open, but there's no sun shining through
Black hearts scarring darkness still, but there's no sun shining through
No, there's no sun shining through
No, there's no sun shining
What I've felt, what I've known
Turn the pages, turn the stone
Behind the door, should I open it for you
Yeah
What I've felt, what I've known
Sick and tired, I stand alone
Could you be there, 'cause I'm the one who waits for you
Or are you unforgiven too?
Lay beside me, this won't hurt, I swear
She loves me not, she loves me still, but she'll never love again
She lay beside me, but she'll be there when I'm gone
Black hearts scarring darker steel, yes, she'll be there when I'm gone
Yes, she'll be there when I'm gone
Dead sure she'll be there
What I've felt, what I've known
Turn the pages, turn the stone
Behind the door, should I open it for you
Yeah
What I've felt, what I've known
Sick and tired, I stand alone
Could you be there, 'cause I'm the one who waits for you
Or are you unforgiven too?
Lay beside me, tell me what I've done
The door is closed, so are your eyes
But now I see the sun, now I see the sun
Yes, now I see it
What I've felt, what I've known
Turn the pages, turn the stone
Behind the door, should I open it for you
Yeah
What I've felt, wha I've known
So sick and tired, I stand alone
Could you be there, 'cause I'm the one who waits
The one who waits for you
Oh, what I've felt, what I've known
Turn the pages, turn the stone
Behind the door, should I open it for you
So I dub thee unforgiven
Oh, what I've felt
Oh, what I've known
I take this key
And I bury it in you
Because you're unforgiven too
Never free
Never me
'cause you're unforgiven too
Oh
Guns'n'Roses
Ain't it fun
Ain't it fun when you're always on the run
Ain't it fun when your friends despise what you become
Ain't it fun when you get so high
Well... that you, you just can't come
Ain't it fun when you know that you gonna die young
It's such fun
Good fun
Such fun
Such fun
Aah such fun
Such fun
Such fun aah
Yeah fun,
Just fun
Such...
Ain't it fun when you taking care of number one
Ain't it fun when you feel like you just gotta get a gun
Ain't it fun when you just can't seem to find your tounge
Cause you stuck it too deep into something that really stung
It's such fun, ah
Well, so good to me, they spit right in my face
I didn't even feel it
It was such a disgrace
I punched my fist right through the glass
I didn't even feel it
It happened so fast
Such fun
Such fun
Such fun
Ah such fun
Such fun
Such fun
Ah such fun
Ain't it fun when you tell her she's just a cunt
Ain't it fun when you she splits you and leaves you on the bum
Well, ain't it fun when you've broken up every band that you've ever begun
Ain't it fun when you know that you're gonna die young
It's such fun
Such fun
Nirvana
Smells like teen spirit
Load up on guns and bring your friends
It's fun to lose and to pretend
She's over bored and self assured
Oh no, I know a dirty word
Hello, hello, hello, how low?
(chorus)
With the lights out it's less dangerous
Here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now, entertain us
A mulatto
An albino
A mosquito
My Libido
Yay!
I'm worse at what I do best
And for this gift I feel blessed
Our little group has always been
And always will until the end
Hello, hello, hello, how low?
(chorus)
And I forget just why I taste
Oh yeah, I guess it makes me smile
I found it hard, it was hard to find
Oh well, whatever, nevermind
hello, hello, hello, how low?
(chorus)
With the lights out it's less dangerous
Here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now, entertain us
A mulatto
An albino
A mosquito
My Libido
A denial...