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by MeNTaLkA :)
Pozadina je posvecena zuli i meni...hahahaha
Zivot je avantura!
Samo jednom se zivi!
Onaj tko ljubi ima sve!
IME (NADIMAK): Rafo
BOJA OCI: smede (zeleno)
BOJAKOSE:crvena (sa crnim pramenovima)
DATUM RODENJA: Halloween (31.10.)
NAJGRUPE: Nightwish, Metallica, Iron Maiden, Rammstein, Hammerfall, Heloween, Nirvana, die Ärtzte, Silbermond....
DEFINITIVNO SUPER PJESMA: Brave new world
NAJFRENDICA: Zule
POSEBNI LJUDI:Dudo, Oliva, seka Sarah, Sime....
NAJDRZAVE: Hrvatska, Njemacka, Irska, Finska
NAJBOJE: crna, crvena, zelena(maslinasto)
MSN - black-daisy@net.hr
ljudi ako vas nes muci ili samo zelite pricat javite se na ovaj msn.... skoro sam uvijek online..... jedino ako nisam doma....
Blog.hr
Forum.hr
Monitor.hr
Blogerica
blog trazilica i direktoriji...
Moj stup u Oluji
ome.... ljubav moja....
Glupost
hmda........
Ninncek
izgoretina moa....
Peggy
prugasta pippica.... lol...
Velika (Adalia)
ma, velika moa.... uvik zna kad treba svratiti....
Temper
ako volite posteve "drugacije vrste" ovo morate obavezno citati...
MissRainbow
nemam rijeci, procitajte pa zakljucite sami...
Linkovi ce se pomalo mijenjat, dok ne prode opasnost.... Nesto vreba iz mraka, a svi znate da ne volim mrak...
DROPKICK MURPHYS
"The Dirty Glass"
Murphy, Murphy, darling dear
I long for you now night and day
Your pain was my pleasure, your sorrow my joy
I feel now I've lost you to health and good cheer
Darcy, when I met you I was five years too young
A boy beyond his age, or so I'd tell someone
Anyone who'd listen and a few who couldn't care
Still I welcomed you with open arms, my love I did share
[Chorus]
Darcy, Darcy darling dear,
You left me dying, crying there
In whiskey, gin, and pints of beer
I fell for you my darling dear
You shut me off and you showed me the door
But you always came crawling back begging me for more
I showed you kindness, a stool, and a tab
Then you poured me my pain in a dirty glass
(Yeah, you left him bloody, battered, penniless, and poor)
You know, I often stopped and wondered how you made it through my door
With my brother's new non-duplicate registry ID
Well you bit off more than you could chew the first day you met me.
[Chorus]
You weren't the first to court me mister you won't be the last
Oh, I'm sure I wasn't honey, I know all about your past
Listen to the big shot with his pager on call
You spent most of those nights in my bathroom stall
(Yeah, you got him high, but you left him low)
Mind your own business, boy, how was I to know
That he was just a fiend and a no-good cheat
Well it's all in the past bitch 'cause now I've got it beat.
[Chorus x4]
My dear, my dear
Darcy, Darcy my darling dear.
"Boys On The Docks"
[Dedicated to the memory of John Kelly]
Say hey Johnny boy, the battle call.
United we stand, divided we fall.
Together we are what we can't be alone,
We came to this country, you made it our home.
This man so humble, this man so brave.
A legend to many, he fought to his grave.
Saved family and friends from the hardship and horror,
in a land of depression he gave hope for tomorrow.
Say Johnny me boy, this ones for you.
With the strength of many and the courage of few.
To what do we owe this man who's fight
was for the masses, he gave his life.
Say hey Johnny boy, the battle call
United we stand, divided we fall.
Together we are what we can't be alone,
We came to this country, you made it our home.
A friend to the locals who dabbled in crime.
He'd give you a job and he'd give you his time.
He wasn't a crook, but he couldn't be conned.
John knew the difference between right and wrong.
Say Johnny me boy, you live no longer,
Others forgotten, your memory's stronger.
Lets drink to the causes in your life:
Your family, your friends, the union, your wife.
Say hey Johnny boy, the battle call.
United we stand, divided we fall.
Together we are what we can't be alone.
We came to this country, you made it our home.
[x2]
And the boys on the docks needed John for sure.
When they came to this country he opened the door.
He said "Man I'll tell ya, they don't like our kind.
Though it starts with a fist it must end with your mind."
Say hey Johnny boy, the battle call.
United we stand, divided we fall.
Together we are what we can't be alone.
We came to this country you made it our home.
"Never Alone"
You say its because we're boisterous
You hate us 'cause we got our dignity
There's a difference between the two of us
It's a sense of morality and what corrupts
We stand together so proud and strong
This is a place where we belong
We got loyal friends
We keep our heads held high,
We'll stick together you and I
Don't need no guns or no drugs on our streets
just a place to go and the boots on our feet.
Young skinhead they call you hooligan
Just because you don't make any sense to them
You're a hardworking man whose paid his dues
But they still call you racist on the evening news
But the blood that runs right down your wrist
Don't come from a knife, but the cuts on your fist
Your torn up knuckles and faded blue jeans
Are the colors you wear and the life that you've seen
You tell the truth look people in the eye
Don't live your life in no baggy disguise.
Never alone...
The city streets are where we roam.
Never alone...
This is Boston it's our home.
Never alone...
The city streets are where we roam.
Never alone...
This is Boston it's our home.
Don't need no gang to watch my ass
Just loyal friendship and a pint of Bass
In the midst of the chaos and insanity
I'm a member of the working class society
We'll sweat in the ring and bleed in the streets
But our will and spirit can never be beat
You can shoot and you can kick but together we'll stick
Through thick and thin not stick or stone
Can break the bond that has here grown
Arm and Arm We Fight As One.
Never alone...
The city streets are where we roam.
Never alone...
This is Boston it's our home.
Never alone...
The city streets are where we roam.
Never alone...
This is Boston it's our home.
[x2]
"Walk Away"
So you say you fell in love
And you're gonna get married
Raise yourself a family
How simple life can be
Somewhere it all went wrong
And your plan just fell apart
And you aint got the heart
to finish what you started
Yeah you fell in love
And you went and got married
Had yourself a family
How simple life can be
Somewhere it all went wrong
And your plan just fell apart
And you aint got the heart
to finish what you started
The ones that you loved
The ones that you left behind
The ones you said you'd try to find
Are they tryin' to find you?
[x2]
Somewhere it all went wrong
And your plan just fell apart
And you ain't got the heart
to finish what you started
You walked out that door
To find out where you belong
To fulfill your own selfish dreams
I think you might have forgotten
The ones that you loved
The ones that you left behind
The ones you said you'd try to find
Are they tryin' to find you?
[x2]
"Worker's Song"
Yeh, this one's for the workers who toil night and day
By hand and by brain to earn your pay
Who for centuries long past for no more than your bread
Have bled for your countries and counted your dead
In the factories and mills, in the shipyards and mines
We've often been told to keep up with the times
For our skills are not needed, they've streamlined the job
And with sliderule and stopwatch our pride they have robbed
[Chorus:]
We're the first ones to starve, we're the first ones to die
The first ones in line for that pie-in-the-sky
And we're always the last when the cream is shared out
For the worker is working when the fat cat's about
And when the sky darkens and the prospect is war
Who's given a gun and then pushed to the fore
And expected to die for the land of our birth
Though we've never owned one lousy handful of earth?
[Chorus x3]
All of these things the worker has done
From tilling the fields to carrying the gun
We've been yoked to the plough since time first began
And always expected to carry the can
WISH I HAD AN ANGEL
I wish I had an angel
For one moment of love
I wish I had your angel
Your Virgin Mary undone
I'm in love with my lust
Burning angelwings to dust
I wish I had your angel tonight
Deep into a dying day
I took a step outside an innocent heart
Prepare to hate me fall when I may
This night will hurt you like never before
Old loves they die hard
Old lies they die harder
I wish...
I'm going down so frail 'n cruel
Drunken disguise changes all the rules
Old loves...
I Wish...
Greatest thrill
Not to kill
But to have the prize of the night
Hypocrite
Wannabe friend
13th disciple who betrayed me for nothing!
Last dance, first kiss
Your touch my bliss
Beauty always comes with dark thoughts
I wish...
NEMO
This is me for forever
One of the lost ones
The one without a name
Without an honest heart as compass
This is me for forever
One without a name
These lines the last endeavor
To find the missing lifeline
Oh how I wish
For soothing rain
All I wish is to dream again
My loving heart
Lost in the dark
For hope I`d give my everything
Oh how I wish
For soothing rain
Oh how I wish to dream again
Once and for all
And all for once
Nemo my name forevermore
My flower, withered between
The pages 2 and 3
The once and forever bloom gone with my sins
Walk the dark path
Sleep with angels
Call the past for help
Touch me with your love
And reveal to me my true name
Oh, how I wish...
Nemo sailing home
Nemo letting go
Oh, how i wish...
END OF ALL HOPE
It is the end of all hope
To lose the child, the faith
To end all the innocence
To be someone like me
This is the birth of all hope
To have what I once had
This life unforgiven
It will end with a birth
No will to wake for this morn
To see another black rose born
Deathbed is slowly covered with snow
Angels, they fell first but I'm still here
Alone as they are drawing near
In heaven my masterpiece will finally be sung
Wounded is the deer that leaps highest
And my wound it cuts so deep
Turn off the light and let me pull the plug
Mandylion without a face
Deathwish without a prayer
End of hope
End of love
End of time
The rest is silence
ONE MOR NIGHT TO LIVE
Safely away from the world
In a dream, timeless domain
A child, dreamy eyed,
Mother's mirror, father's pride
I wish I could come back to you
Once again feel the rain
Falling inside me
Cleaning all that I've become
My home is far but the rest it lies so close
With my long lost love under the black rose
You told I had the eyes of a wolf
Search them and find the beauty of the beast
All of my songs can only be composed of the greatest of pains
Every single verse can only be born of the greatest of wishes
I wish I had one more night to live
A saint blessed me, drank me deeply
Spitting out the misery in me
Still a sinner rapes 1000 saints
Sharing the same hell with me
Sanest choice in the insane world:
Beware the beast but enjoy the feast he offers
WISHMASTER
Master!
Apprentice!
Heartborne, 7th Seeker
Warrior!
Disciple!
In me the Wishmaster
Elbereth
Lorien
A dreamy-eyed child staring into night
On a journey to storyteller`s mind
Whispers a wish speaks with the stars the words are silent in him
Distant sigh from a lonely heart
"I`ll be with you soon, my Shalafi"
Grey Havens my destiny
Master!...
Silvara
Starbreeze
Sla-Mori the one known only by Him
To august realms, the sorcery within
If you hear the call of arcane lore,
Your world shall rest on Earth no more
A maiden elf calling with her cunning song
"Meet me at the Inn of Last Home"
Heartborne will find the way!
Master!...
Wishmaster
Crusade for Your will
A child, dreamfinder
The Apprentice becoming...
Master!...
WANDERLUST
I want to see where the sirens sing
Hear how the wolves howl
Sail the dead calm waters of the Pacific
Dance in the fields of coral
Be blinded by the white
Discover the deepest jungle
I want to find The Secret Path
A bird delivered into my heart, so
It`s not the end
Not the kingdom come
It is the journey that matters, the distant wanderer
Call of the wild
In me forever and ever and ever forever
Wanderlust
I want to love by the Blue Lagoon
Kiss under the waning moon
Straying, claiming my place in this mortal coil
Riding the dolphins
Asking the mountains
Dreaming Alaska
The Earth can have but Earth
I want to find...
It`s not the end...
Drown into my eyes and see the wanderer
See the mirrors of a wolf behold the pathfinder
.......... rekla sam da cu u ovom postu objaviti pismu od Hladnog piva koja se po trekstu trebala Zuli svidati.... pa evo vam prvo original, pa onda moji prijevod.......
Fur Immer Punk
Es ist vorbei und es war doch schon
Wir bleiben gern
Doch wir mussen jetzt gehen
Alles hat mal ein ende
Weiss doch jeder von euch
Auf wiederschen.
Doch bevor wir gehen, hort, uns kurz noch zu
Wir konnen sonst nicht schlafen, finden kein ruh
Da gibt ist noch etwas, was ihr wissen musst
Und das immer geht.
Fur immer punk, das mocht ich sein
Fur immer punk.
Willst du wirklich immer hippie bleiben?
Fur immer punk, das mocht ich sein
Fur immer punk.
Soll'n deine kinder alle grufftis werden?
Fur immer reich, das mocht ich sein
Fur immer reich.
Fur immer mit den anderen kaviar fressen
Fur immer, und immer reich
Fur immer krank, das mocht ich sein,
Fur immer krank.
Fur immer mit der krankenschwester
Fur immer bei dir sein
Viva punk zehn jahre lang schonen dank
Und wir leben auch noch hundert jahre
Viva, viva, viva, viva punk
Zwei meter lang, das sollte er sein,
Drei meter lang.
Dass kleine madchen große augen kriegen,
Vier meter, funf meter lang.
Forever young,
I wanna be forever young.
Do ya really wanna live forever,
And ever, and ever young.
evo prijevod......
Zauvijek punk
Gotovo je i bilo je lijepo
Ostat cemo rado
Ali moramo sad ici
Sve jednom zavrsava
Svatko od vas to zna
Do videnja
Ali prije sto idemo, kratko nas slusajte
Inece ne mozemo spvati, ne mozemo naci mir
Postoji jos nesto sto morate znati
I sto uvijek die
Zauvijek punk, to hocu biti
Zauvijek punk.
Hoces stvarno uvijek ostati hipi?
Zauvijek punk, to hocu biti
Zauvijek punk.
Hoces da sva tvoja djeca budu darkeri?
Zauvijek bogat, to hocu biti
Zauvijek bogat
Zauvijek s ostalima zderati kavijar
Zauvijak i uvijak bogat
Zauvijek bolestan, to hocu biti
Zauvijak bolestan
Zauvijek biti s medicinskom sestrom
Zauvijek biti s tobom
Viva punk deset godina hvala lijepa
I zivjet cemo jos sto godina
Viva, viva, viva, viva punk
Dva metra dug, to on treba biti
Tri metra dug
Da male curice dobiju velike oci
Cetiri metara, pet metara dug.
For ever young
I wanna be forever young.
Do ya really wanna live forever,
And ever, and ever young
jel vam se svidjelo?
pufa svima onima koji me vole.....
....obecajem da je ovo zadnji post o grafitima... sljedeci put sljedi jedna pisma od Hladnog piva koja bi se trebala Zuli svidati, pa sad mozgajte. I nemojte zaboraviti smijati se grafitima...
ONEMORALJUJEM SKOLU!
Zivot je jednostavan,ali ga profesori kompliciraju.
Udi tu, i nevin ces biti zaklan vise puta.
(na vratima ucionice)
Razlika izmedu skole i ludnice samo je u telefonskom broju.
Vratili smo se sa ekskurzije, bilo je super. Svi smo u komi.
Od kolijevke pa do groba najbolje je ostat doma.
B. B. B. ÜBER ALES!
Koliko ima u moru soli toliko se splitski Hajduk voli
Hajduk i Dinamo zajednicke krvi nije vazno tko ce biti prvi
CEZNEM DA TE ZEZNEM
Dabogda u Rumuniji trazio srecu i napredovao kao Jugoslavija.
Mijenjam baku za listic LOTA
Mozda krivo kazem al sigurno ne lazem kad uvijek kazem da nikad ne lazem
Nisam, dakle jesam.
Dali su kod crnca crna krvana zrnca?
Pusaci svih zemalja ujedinite se!
Otvori prozor da izade propuh
Boriti se za mir je isto kao i jebati se za nevinost.
Rad je sladak ali ja sam seceras
U ZIVOTU KAD TE SRETNEM IMA NESTO DA TI METNEM
Jedva cekam poskupljenje mesa prodat kurac i kupit mercedesa
Tisina!
Puci se moj kurac!
Ona odlazi
Voz je na stanici
Suze mi teku niz facu
Bog te jebo
tuznog li rastanka
Oh, kako bih te.....
Ma, kurac bi te!
Odi samnom na pucinu da mi pusis kurcinu.
Ja te volim
Ja te obozavam
Ja bih stalno
Da se razmnozavam
Ne boj se deso i kurac je meso
Nece ubosti jer nema kosti
Nece moci
Da se smoci
Ove noci
OGLASI
Osamljena djevojka, antidjevica, narkomanka, alokoholicarka, trazi mladica slicnih osobina za ljubav.
Sifra: Emanuela
FEKALIJALNO SIVILO
Ovdje se i najhrabriji useru.
(u WC-u)
Ne bacaj cikove u zahod, ni mi ne pisamo u tvoju pepeljaru.
Ne pisajte po podu jer cistacica ne znaplivati.
Sanmo naprijed pjesnici klozeta neka vasa poezija cvjeta#
PIH EVO, JEDAN STIH
Bila zima a vrucine teske
jahao je mrtvac na konju pjeske
Sa sobom je vodio crnku plavu
kosa joj je padala na celavu glavu
Zasto ljubiti kad je ljubav bol zasto suze liti zbog rijeci on
Ja te volim ne zato sto si ti nego zato sto sam ja kad sam s tobom
Nema vatre bez drva ni ljubavi kao sto je prva
Jedno srce imas da znas zato moras paziti kome ga das
Tko je volio nije zaboravio
Tko je zaboravio nije volio a tko je volio a ipak zaboravio
Taj je zaboravio koliko je volio
Nije glupo biti sam
ako znas sam biti
Biti sam nije sebe kriti
biti sam je Biti
Ponekad stvarno pozelim da stavim glavu nekome na grudi
Ponekad stvarno pozelim da ljudi budu zaista ljudi
kissacina ljudi.... do slusanja....
evo vam jos nekoliko grafita....
BUDIMO NEMOGUCI, TRAZIMO REALNO!
Sto nas vise jebete,
Vise ce nas biti.
Malo lijevo, malo desno,
sad svi masno najebasmo.
1. Maj praznik JADA
Jos uvijek nije jasno da ista dioptrija nije dovoljan uvijet za iste poglede.
Ja sam na konju, oni su dole,
Bog te jebo al me vole
LEZI, CINI MI SE DA TE VOLIM
Zivot je gadan kad si nekog gladan
Pijem da te zaboravim,
a kad se napijem vidim te duplo.
Nikad jedna ljubav nije tako vruca da je brak nece ohladiti.
Ako me ne volis nije vazno,
Ja sam ionako sposoban da volim za dvoje.
I love you dok si tu,
Kad te nema dode smjena.
Ti si moj zivotni promasaj!
Teorija muskog stvora:jucer sam te upoznao, danas sam te volio, sutra te ne poznajem.
Zene su velike uciteljice muskaraca.
Fakat, volim te.
Kucko, jos uvijek te volim.
Voljela bih da si ovdje, a ja na nekom drugom mjestu.
Pepeljuga se udala zbog love
Jebi da budes jeben
Ako jebes jebi,
ako ne jebes odjebi.
Ako neces da dobijes SIDU okreni dupe zidu.
Lezi cini mi se da te volim.
Koliko god ga tresnes zadnja kap ti uvijek klizne niz nogu.
Zivi i jebi druge da zive.
Carobna rijec: AONUNJUNJEGAADJECAUDOM
Dobar, bolji, taman
Zivjela nevinost- Smrt kurvama
U ljubavi i ratu rezultat je isti- kvare nevini
ZIVILA STERILNOST
Zaustavite zemlju, hocu da sidem.
Da bi avioni sigurno letili treba pobiti sve ptice
Mozemo rasvijetliti noc ali zato ne mozemo piti rijeke
kissac ljudovi....
Uvod..... ;-)
... Ozbiljno, vec godinama zbunjuje me kako covjek neozbiljno dodjeljuje epitete ,,ozbiljno”, ,,znacajno” i ,,povijesno” brojnim svojim djelatnostima i proizvodima. Znanost je, primjerice, bas uvijek ozbiljna i znacajan pa radila makar na novim sredstvima za ubijanje, dok saranje po zidovima, za razliku od proizvodnje oruzja, drustveno neprihvatljivo i neozbiljno. U ,,ozbiljnu” i ,,znacajnu” atomsku bombu ljudi ce utrositi mnogo novca i pameti dok ce crtez na hladnim zidovima suvremenih betonskih gradova proglasiti stetnim i, konacno, vandalizmom. Zbog te kretenske paradoksalnosti covjekove ,,ozbiljnosti” mnogi se ponasaju neozbiljno pa, recimo, pisu ,,svasta” po zidovima.
Duboko razumijevajuci i postujuci svako suprostavljanje covjekovoj ,,ozbiljnosti” ovu knjigu grafita posvecujem svim neozbiljnima na svijetu.
(1. Lipanj 1991, u Rijeci) Arif Kljucanin
HRVATSKI GRAFITI
Malo je danas pristojnih gradana koji se ne bi zgrozili nad cinjenicom da su te ,,svinjarije sto ih netesani dripci mazu po zidovima” zapravo nastavak prve covjekovegeste izvan logike neposrednog prezivljavanja. Da je to ljudska djelatnost s najduzim kontinuitetom nakon seksa i prikupljanje hrane. Duzim od pravljanje nastambi, od najstarijeg zanata, i od politike. Jos teze ce im pasti da se grafitima sluzio sam Bog pisuci po zidu Baltazarove palace ,,Mene, mene, Tekel, Parsin”.....
.... Hrvatski grafit-majstori ni kvalitetom, ni ,,produkcijom” ne zaostaju za europskima. Tekstualni grafiti u potpunosti slijede dobru ,,intelektualnu” europsku grafit-tradiciju, dok medu slikovnim neki autori dostizu fantasticne njujorske uzore (,,Jupe” iz Zadra), a ,,Ciuvava” iz Pule vlada stilom ,,Sprejera iz Züricha”, itd....
Pocela sam pisati ovaj post, midlila sam da ce biti kratak, al prevarah se... Tako cu danas samo obraditi jedan ulomak!
JEBO TE ZIVOT
Nitko nije beskoristan,
Uvijek se moze iskoristiti kao los primjer.
Nuzno je imati pun frizider. To je smisaozivota, a onda ljubav i sve ostalo.
Stvarnost je iluzija izazvana pomanjkanjem alkohola
Ako je zivot najbolja skola onda je osmrtnica najbolja diploma.
Samo se u ratu isplati biti promaseni slucaj.
Da je zivot lijep ne bi plakali kad se radamo.
Voli sam sebe,
Tako ces svakog trenutka znati da te neko iskreno voli.
Meni je mene nekad vrlo zao.
Samoca je vrijeme kada nemas kome reci da si sam.
Subota popodne, a ja se jos uvijek nisam potrudila skinuti pidzamu.... He, he.... Pa kao da ce me itko vidjeti! Nisam se cak ni potrudila tusirati, a kamoli skinuti simnku od jucer.... Oci su mi vjerojatno dvije velike crne mrlje na mojoj faci. Ne znam nisam jos prosla kraj ogledala. To ne znaci da danas nisam bila vrijedna: Gulila sam krumpire, pravila kolac za Olivininu krizmu, spremila sude, ocistila apartman, prala robu.... Ah u kuci uvik posla... He he....
Bananusa me zamolila da napisem nesto o 1. Maju, pa evo joj opis:
.... Prica ubiti pocinje u ponedjeljak, kad sam popodne krenula u grad gdje sam se nasla sa Zulom da obavimo kupovinu. Al nismo se zurili, prvo smo otisli na pice u neki novi kafic, pa na koktel. Nakon toliko tekucine smo se bacilii na posao. Otisli smo u Jadroliniju kupiti karte jer smo se bojali da ce ujutro biti preveliki red. Nakon toga smo krenuli u nabavu svega i svacega potrebnog: case, sokovi, hrana, maramice... Bla, bla.... I tako prodsao ponedjeljak! U utorak smo se digli rano, nekako se stigli obuci i krenuli... Trajekt je bio pun iako je vec bio drugi. Na otoku smo se onda penjati.... Prilicno zamorno, al nije bilo jako sunce pa je bilo izdrzljivo... Na vrhu smo upoznali mnogo ljudi, pili, jeli, pjevali i Bog zna sto jos! Popodne smo se jedva spustile, moglo bi se reci da smo se kotrljali... He, he... Mislim da su nam se svi smijali koji su bili u stanju..... Stigli smo doma bez vecih povreda....
Vidim da opis nije bas zanimljiv, al´ tko je bio tamo potvrdit ce da je bilo STRAVA...
Srijedu i cetvratak sam provela oporavljajuci se.....
U petak sam sa Zulom isla kupiti dar za Olivu.... Sorry Oliva sto ovo moram rec ali to je bio horror, zato sto si tako prokleto prakticna osoba.... Al snasli smo se.... Posli sam se nasla sa Ivom.... Gledali smo snimku s ekskurzije.... Ah... Posla bi ja ponovo....
I tako prosao jos jedan tjedan... Uskoro ce doc kraj skolske godine... O boze, ocjene su mi prlicna koma....Al koga bruga... Mislim ako jednu godinu ne prodem sa 4,8 nego npr., sa 4,6 koga svrbi...
Idem ja pogledati sto ste vi pisali proteklih dana....
Kissac svima mojim ljubljenima
I uzivajte u zivotu, brzo moze zavrsiti....
P.S.:Dodala svoj msn u box, pa ak vam se da javite mi se....
