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what am I writing about?
everyday situations
nanbudo
punk rock
analisis
hysteria
(white) shoes




VIDEOS WEEKLY

No. 10 Leave Before The Lights Come On
No. 11 Dig up her bones
No. 12 Eläkeläiset
No. 13 Don't Fear the Reaper




Linkovi
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Forum
Suomen Nanbudo Liitto
Crybabies
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Tigrovi i masti
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BLOGS THAT I READ
Snoopyshihst
Mguina
Armanina
Ribafish
Aparatczyk
Kucanica u Japanu
Daisy



TAKE A SNEAKY PEEK!
Platja d'Aro - Spain
Skien, Oslo - Norge
Prag - Bohemia
Turku - Finland
White wedding
Martin 1st edition
Martin 2nd edition
Martin 3rd edition






Down this road
Another day, another dollar, another bill collecting caller.
Disillusioned, let down, all my heroes are junkies now.
I've been down this road, in the end it's all the same,
another day I'm getting older, another day nothing has changed.
I've been down this road, I'm wrong when I know I'm right,
hard pressed to make it better, but I got no will to fight.
26 and I'm flat broke, I've been down so long I have given up hope.
Shattered nerves anxiety, so much more than I wanted to be.
I often wonder what went wrong,
but I can't remember, it's been too long.
Think out loud things I want to change,
but I know I never will I'm gonna stay this way.
I've been down this road, in the end it's all the same,
another day I'm getting older, another day nothing has changed.
I've been down this road,
I'm wrong when I know I'm right,
hard pressed to make it better, but I got no will to...
Is this my great reward, servitude and solitude,
a lifetime of chances I have blown
I woulda coulda shoulda been so much more than I really am,
and it's nobody else's fault but my own.
Another day, another dollar, another bill collecting caller.
Disillusioned, let down, cause I'm nothing more than a fuck up now.
I've been down this road, in the end it's all the same,
another day I'm getting older, another day nothing has changed.
I've been down this road, I'm wrong when I know I'm right,
hard pressed to make it better, but I got no will to fight.

Zero down

STUMBLE AND FALL
Making a bet and I feel that I should have known better
Turning the pages so slow as I ever could
Shot shot I need a shot of persuasion right now
Let down the offer at once
'cause I'm weak and afraid to be wrong

But in time, well I need another piece of your mind
In time, and the feeling is strong and I'm riding it high
In time, well I need another piece of your mind
In time, and the feeling is strong
and I'm riding it high for you

Shaking my head so gently afraid to be simple
Waiting for you reaction, for your response
Time out, I don't need any suspension at all
Sit still, it's all for the best
'cause you stumble and fall for your love

Faking a laugh the sound is loud and annoying
Taking it back is something that can't be done
Let go, the spirits is no in the ceiling tonight
Step down and lick all my wounds
is the only thing left for me now

NO FUN AT ALL


Jack of all Trades
Give me a reason not to lash out,
because I don't see much reason now
I want to banish frauds, slay unruly sods.
Since false idol gods have nothing figured out
Nothing at all
So you've got a tale to tell,
Well how about something real?
feel free and stifle someone.
Go on and belittle someone as well.
Or but fucker yeah you'll get yours
So fill up your pockets, and watch them swell.
You could be no one, an inconsiderate bastard son.
Kiss your smile goodbye.
Kiss it all goodbye.

Hot Water Music


Original Me

Mirror, mirror,
Please believe,
Need to find myself,
All my life spent wondering,
I've been trying to hide this place of mind,

Confusion,
Illusion,
Misinterpretation,
Of the original me.

I need a sign a simple chime,
When grown kids have crossed my mind,
Followed to in the craziness,
A welcome man who rode behind,

Confusion,
Illusion,
Misinterpretation,
Of the original me.

What big thoughts you had,
I can see them in your eyes,
When you pretend to laugh,
Reflection I see,
Reminds me, of somebody like me

Tender day,
Spent to laugh,
Don't say all but the impact,
Mental prostitution,
In this universal, institution,

Confusion,
Illusion,
Misinterpretation,
Of the original me

Confession,
Aggression,
My time to end this session,
One bang and I'm free.

What big thoughts you had,
I can see them in your eyes,
When you pretend to laugh,
Reflection I see,
Reminds me, of somebody like me.

What big thoughts you had,
I can see them in your eyes,
When you pretend to laugh,
The reflection I see,
Reminds me of somebody like me.
ALL

20.08.2007., ponedjeljak

What's IN in Finalnd this summer

Ovo ljeto IN su:italo disco, bijele cipele i brkovi. Isto tako, ne znam iz vlastitog iskustva ali cure vele da dečkasi ovo ljeto nisu predarežljivi kaj se hofiranja tiče, ak znate na kaj mislim. guys are not giving any.
Italo disco je nekaj sasvim strašno za nas Hrvate jer se odma sjetimo ljenih terasa, zvuka sintića, bordo odijela i masnih turista. U Finskoj je to ovo ljeto in. Pogotovo u Koivuli. Od tam sam ja. U našoj se kući 2 pjesme vrte 24/7 jer cure moraju pratiti trend. Prvi hit je "my boss" od Linde Di Franco. Ne znam dal se neko od vas nje sjeća. Ja se nemrem sjetiti, ili sam možda to potisnula, al frajlica je bila IN 1986.

Ovo je jedan od najgorih playback horror videa. Tekst nadmašuje Huljića za 3 koplja "honey, honey, the things I do for money", styling and shoes rock!! 80's rock!

Ovog sljedećeg tipa se sjećam, tip se zove Ivan tj. Iva'n a hit se zove "Fotonovela". Fudbalerka, suit u trokut sa širokim ramenima i nezaboravna koreografija. Pa kad zaplješće klap klap klap i onda sintić i onda glasić. Divotica.


Da napišem nekaj o finskoj modi. Moda u Helsinkiju i ostatku Finske je moda možda malo drugačija. Pošto je Helsinki stvarno europski grad, tamo se može naći sve ko i u svakom drugom europskom gradu. Jedino kaj me ove godine posebno sekira su one gumene klompe crocs kaj su nedavno izumili kako bi ih nosilo osoblje u ustanovama poput bolnica itd, al se nose po europskim cestama ko posljednji krik mode. Znam da nije prvi, a niti zadnji put da se nose grde stvari, al ovo je posebno grozno. Pogotovo na bijele štrample, tirkiznu cvjetnu haljinu s otvorenim leđima tako da ima mjesta za razvuceni zeleni grudnjak. Anyways, to je in. Udobnost je in. Ružno je in.
Kaj se inače tiče Finaca, mislim da oni ne mare puno za to kaj je in. Po cesti sam vidjela puno ljudi za koje sam pomislila: ti dečkas stvarno imaš hrabrosti, mi u Hrvatskoj takve tučemo. A i cure imaju hrabrosti. Tamo nema veze kolika si špajza, niko te neće čudno gledati ak si obućeš minjak. Neće te čudno gledati čak niti ako imaš zelenu irokezu. To jedino mi stranci piljimo i divimo se jer cure hodaju okolo tak da im svima curi špek prek hlača. To se zove love handels i to je very okay. U Finskoj ima puno ljudi kaj se furaju na neke alternativne stajlove, pogotovo gothic i metal. Fincima je metal u krvi. Prikladna odjeća se ne nalazi tako lako, a ako se i nalazi onda je dosta skupa. Zato poklonici takve mode naručuju robicu iz Njemačke jer tamo je meka za takav stajl. Ako vidite na cesti poklonike takvog stajla nećete ih promašiti pošto stajl ne nose umjereno nego vrlo radikalno (koža, platformke, šminka, sve...) I niko ih ne tuče. Najgore kaj im se može dogoditi je da ih zajebavaju po cesti na foru Lord of the Rings ili likova iz igrica pa im dobace npr. "what level are you on?" ili tak nekaj. To je šaljivo i umjereno, a dalje od toga ne ide. Dakle, osim mladih curica, nema pomodnih ljudi. Ima onih koji se drže svojih stajlova bez obzira da li su u modi ili ne, i ima onih kojima je savršeno svejedno kaj stave na sebe. Kad kažem svejedno, stvarno mislim "svejedno"! To su dečkasi iz šume koji imaju važnijih briga. Najvažnije od svega je da svi hodaju po istoj cesti i niko ne pilji i ne sprda se. Prečudno!
Naravno sve kaj sam napisala se odnosi na cestovnu modu. H&M prevladava tak da se nema kaj previše razmišljati.
S druge strane; tu su oni s brkovima, bijelim cipelama i italo discom koji nisu materijal za cestu. Oni su materijal mojih snova. Mljac!
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