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ja sam Nikola Petek, idem h 1.dt razred srednje škole krapina, bavim se svim i svačim i ničim, obožavam glazbu, pokušavam navčiti igrati gitaru, rock , metal , punk , školu mrzim , ne uvijek , imam zakon prijatelje a u slobodno vrijeme spim , u školi sam jedan od najživljih i najgorih ali kaj moreš!!!!! (moj msn: nikola.petek@gmail.com )

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Bob Dylan - Like A Rolling Stone

Once upon a time you dressed so fine
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?
People'd call, say, "Beware doll, you're bound to fall"
You thought they were all kiddin' you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin' out
Now you don't talk so loud
Now you don't seem so proud
About having to be scrounging for your next meal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street
And now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it
You said you'd never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize
He's not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And ask him do you want to make a deal?

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns
When they all come down and did tricks for you
You never understood that it ain't no good
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
Ain't it hard when you discover that
He really wasn't where it's at
After he took from you everything he could steal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
They're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things
But you'd better lift your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe
You used to be so amused
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

ŠKOLA

imam h razredu zakon ljude npr. ljubić, hmelina, francek, turni, krunč, helena... a ima i dosadnih, nje nem nabrajal da mi ne zameriju, ali ak je neko zakon i izvan toga nek bu!!!:njahttp://www.blog.hr/smajlici/njami.gifmhttp://www.blog.hr/smajlici/headbang.gifi:

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MALO SLIKICA!!!!!!!

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subota, 17.05.2008.

mjuza!!!

BLINK 182 - I MISS YOU


I miss you, I miss you)
Hello there, the angel from my nightmare
The shadow in the background of the morgue
The unsuspecting victim of darkness in the valley
We can live like Jack and Sally if we want
Where you can always find me
We'll have Halloween on Christmas
And in the night we'll wish this never ends
We'll wish this never ends

(I miss you, I miss you)
(I miss you, I miss you)

Where are you and I'm so sorry
I cannot sleep I cannot dream tonight
I need somebody and always
This sick strange darkness
Comes creeping on so haunting every time
And as I stared I counted
Webs from all the spiders
Catching things and eating their insides
Like indecision to call you
and hear your voice of treason
Will you come home and stop this pain tonight
Stop this pain tonight

Don't waste your time on me you're already
The voice inside my head (I miss you, I miss you)
Don't waste your time on me you're already
The voice inside my head (I miss you, I miss you)
[x3]

I miss you (x2)




GREEN DAY - HOLIDAY


Say, hey!

Hear the sound of the falling rain
Coming down like an Armageddon flame (Hey!)
The shame
The ones who died without a name

Hear the dogs howling out of key
To a hymn called "Faith and Misery" (Hey!)
And bleed, the company lost the war today

I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
On holiday

Hear the drum pounding out of time
Another protester has crossed the line (Hey!)
To find, the money's on the other side

Can I get another Amen? (Amen!)
There's a flag wrapped around a score of men (Hey!)
A gag, a plastic bag on a monument

I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
On holiday

(Hey!)
(Say, hey!)

(3,4)

"The representative from California has the floor"

Sieg Heil to the president Gasman
Bombs away is your punishment
Pulverize the Eiffel towers
Who criticize your government
Bang bang goes the broken glass and
Kill all the fags that don't agree
Trials by fire, setting fire
Is not a way that's meant for me
Just cause, just cause, because we're outlaws yeah!

I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives

This is our lives on holiday

ponedjeljak, 12.05.2008.

super vikend...

ovaj vikend je bil zakon...h petak je bilo ok, mala nezgoda jer sam se porezal i krv je tekla 1 vuru, ah nije nič, bil je to samo žilet, ipak sam došel do đurmanca na ligu i vernili smo se oko pol 1 hjutro (bili smo s biciklinami), drugi dan sam uglavnom ljenčaril i skital se okolo do 5-6 popodne, a onda smo krenuli na nogomet i opet sam prešal doma radi cvekanja i svađanja, došel sam opet na igralište istuširan h novoj obleki i ke vidim: suseda josipa koji igra nogomet u jako pripitom stanju, moram vam reči da takvo baratanje lopte još nisam videl, zabil je i gol mojemu vujecu i pogodil još oko 10 stativ i prečki, svaka mu čast, moj kum i on su se kladili h 5 litri vina i moj kum je zgubil i dinesal 5 litri, ja sam došel po ključ za kljet jer je moj stari trebal dojti s posla (žejen) i kum mi je dal ključe, on je prešel i velim ja susedu peteku, josipu (djori) i vujcu nek ideju s menom, i normalno nebi bil zagorec ak nej išel, i sasvim solidno smo si spili, djorko je pil s kupice od 3 deci i bil h prednosti a mi od 1,5 deci, on je svašta povedal i prešel a mi smo nastavili piti i spominati se, baš je bilo cool, pitalu su me kaj bi bilo da mi dojde stari a ja sam se samo smijal, i za pol vure dojde moj stari, ja mu velim kaj je bilo a znal sam da nebu nič rekel i on veli da cijeni ke sam ih pozval samo je još rekel da nesmem pozabiti ključ kad idem doma, i tak smo mi bili dolje do pol 1, več je bila nedelja, ja prejdem doma a sused petek i vujec k peteku pit, sve su spili i spušili (samo moj vujec i mislim na cigarete) i oko 3 im je ponestalo svega, i to je to o suboti, a h nedelju se zbudim več oko 9 a petek dojde s bikeom oko 10 k meni i samo smo se smijali, hh, cijeli dan sam ležal i počival se, a prva 2 suseda su mi imeli rođendan, a nisu me ni na gemišt pozvali, nema veze...ne zamjeram im, buju se odužili kad-tad, oko 6 sam se išel vučit (15 min) i to je bilo to, još mi je burazer zaveršil h bolnici h večer zbog alergije ali nije bilo nič strašno...to je bilo to: od 1 do 10 ovom vikendu dajem ocjenu 8,5...savršeno, jebeno, matula...


...moram još dopisati da h jezerišču nikad nije dosadno i da smo največi pajdaši h okolici, ostali su samo h hižemi cijeli dan a kad ideju pit ideju samo i još se zakljeneju, koma, nema do mojega vina, i p__i si k___c: vjerojatno onaj kome ti ide i ne zna ali ko mu je kriv...ja nisam takav i nikad nebum bil...!!!!!

subota, 03.05.2008.

fešta za pamčenje...

1. maj, kaj da velim, alkohol i samo alkohol, nismo bili 100% pijani ali bar 75%, ovak je počelo, ja se zbudim i mislim si da me nebuju odma zvali, još sam pomogel burazu i staroj roštilj pripremiti, i dojdem doma oko pol 11 i več me zoveju, zel sam samo mobitel i duge hlače i put Brezja (šuma iznad jezerišča), dojdemo mi gore točno u 11.11 i odma pit, imeli smo samo liter Žuje i to smo spili odma, i onda smo počeli delati, napravili smo klupe, stol, počistili ... i oko pol 2 su došli veliki s 20 litri vina, gajba i pol Jamnice i još nekej vina i cole (za bambus), i fešta počinje, oni koji su malo lijeni su kartali neki su pripremali kotlovinu a neki su samo pili...jedna kotlovina je zagorela (ali je bila za 10), druga je bila malo blijeda ali isto tak ukusna, normalno da si žejen poklje nečega takvoga pa smo onda počeli piti...pa smo hderli jeden nogomet na "livadi" i tu je bilo svega, sve u svemu puno boli i poništenih pogodaka, neznamo ni ko je na kraju pobjedil, onda se je opet pošelo piti i piti i piti...do noči se je pilo i onda se je naoblačilo i morali smo napravilit krov od najlona i poslužilo je odlično, ali smo ipak mokri, pa je počela i pjesma i spraznilo se 15 litri za 1 vuru, nikak i nikak doma, tek kad je prestalo padati smo išli doma, polahko uz pjesmu, i ja sam došel oko pol 11 a još neki (izdržljivi su pili pri copernici), i tak vam je to bilo za 1. maj, ne brinite slike bum del gore još denes!!!!pozzzdrav ekipi z brezja, 1.dt, i ostalim koji me znaju..!!!!!
kak se veli: ovaj gemišt miriše na još!!!!!