I walk alone

utorak, 27.06.2006.

MATURIRALA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ljudi moji ja sam napokon gotova sa skolom.. weeeeee.. LoL smijeh

nije me bilo par dana na blogu jer nisam uopce stigla pisat, naravno nemoj te mislit da je mom ne pisanju pristustvovalo ucenje, jer toga nije bilo.. ucilo se na putu do skole u busu LoL wink

no to je ocito bilo dosta kad sam maturirala s 4. onda si mozete mislit kak je bilo jakoo tesko.. nego nisam stigla pisat, jer imam te fucking terapije za koljeno i svaki dan pa najvecem suncu u 12h ja moram ic na Šalatu.. uzas...
no promjenimo temu.. moram se pohvalit da imam novog decka cool

i za sad mi je bas lijepo s njim, svira u jednom bendu rock/punk sto meni odgovara i tako.. ne bi bas previse o njemu, da ne bi bilo nismo znali zaliven

eto toliko od mene za danas... pusa svima i pazite kaj radite za vrijeme ovih vrucih dana...pogotovo teuta na terasi smijeh

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petak, 16.06.2006.

HTIO POBJEĆI SA SUDA PA...

Državljanin BIH N.Leko yes

pokušao je pobjeći iz pulskog suda nezadovoljan odlukom sutkinje da mu produlji pritvor zbog krađe, droge i krivotvorenja. Skočio je je kroz prozor na krivu stranu, pa je umjesto na slobodi završio u zatvorskom dvoristu. rofl

Kad sam to počitala nisam mogla vjerovat koji ljudi imaju peh, al dobro al i taj je isto malo lud

mogo je bar izvidit situaciju prije neg se odlucio na bungee jumipng wink

i još k svemu tomu preziva se Leko, mislim stvarno..

napokon da su sredili taj server od bloga jer je stvarno vise bilo za poudit kad covijek nije mogo doc do na nesto napise..

opet sam u nekoj čudnoj fazi ni sama ne znam kako bi je nazvala, al samo znam da se osjecam golo, nezasticeno, bez igdje ikog oko sebe, tu i tamo pojavi se neka osoba, pa opet nakon kratkog vremena nestane..
zato sam malo razmisljala sto zapravo znaci biti sam?! u jednoj knjizi jedna mlada cura napisala je
biti sam imat nekog imati toliko njih a opet bit sam
mislim da je u tih par rijeci sve receno kako se osjecam..

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srijeda, 07.06.2006.

pročitajte ovo....

The story is this, in Japan shortly before a teenage girl comitted suicide, she drew this picture, scanned it and posted it online. In korea this story broke out and it spread like wildfire. There are various posts around in korean forums that say that the viewer gets drawn to the girls blue eyes, they say they can detect a hint of wraith and sadness within the eyes. Maybe the girl had died with so much sadness and anger that her spirit haunts the image, or maybe the image provoke sadness, similar to the song 'Gloomy Sunday'.

The freaky bit is this, they say it is hard for a person to stare into the girls eyes for longer than 5 minutes, there are reports that some people have taken their own lives after doing so. People say the picture changes, as you view it there is a hint of a growing taunting smirk appearing on the girls lips or a dark ring grows around the girl or her eyes.

One thing is for sure, the picture has sparked a curiosity in me that I must find out, i do feel a presence when I look at the image, whether it is evil or not I can not judge. I would like to know what the global online community feels and maybe even experts in art would be able to resolve why the eyes of this image can draw the viewer in so deeply?

Take a look at the picture above, I recently discovered this image and its tale in a korean publicaion.

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Ljubav je kao droga. U početku si u stanju euforije, potpune predanosti. Onda, sljedeći dan, želiš više. Još uvijek nisi ovisnik, ali doživljaj ti se sviđa i misliš da ga možeš zadržatipod kontrolom. Misliš intenzivno na voljenu osobu dvije minute i onda je se ne sjetiš sljedeća tri sata. Ali, zakratko, privikneš se na tu osobu i počneš u potpuonosti ovisiti o njoj. Tada već misliš na nju tri sata, a zaboravljaš je tek na dvije minute. Ako nije u blizini, prolaziš kroz iskustvo kakvo imaju ovisnici kad ne mogu doći do droge. Na tom stupnju, isto kao što i ovisnici kradu i ponižavaju se da bi došli do onog što im je potrebno, i ti si spreman učiniti bilo što zbog ljubavi. Zato smijemo voljeti samo onoga koga možemo držati uza se....

Boulevard Of Broken Dreams

I walk a lonely road
The only one that I have ever known
Don't know where it goes
But it's home to me and I walk alone
I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Where the city sleeps
and I'm the only one and I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk a...
My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone
Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Aaah-ah,
Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah
I'm walking down the line
That divides me somewhere in my mind
On the border line
Of the edge and where I walk alone
Read between the lines
What's fucked up and everything's alright
Check my vital signs
To know I'm still alive and I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk a...
My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone
Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Aaah-ah
Ah-ah, Ah-ah
I walk alone
I walk a...
I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Where the city sleeps
And I'm the only one and I walk a...

When angels deserve to die

Wake up
Grab a brush and put a little (makeup)
Grab a brush and put a little
Hide the scars to fade away the (shakeup)
Hide the scars to fade away the
Why’d you leave the keys upon the table?
Here you go create another fable
You wanted to
Grab a brush and put a little makeup
You wanted to
Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup
You wanted to
Why’d you leave the keys upon the table?
You wanted to
I don’t think you trust
In, my, self righteous suicide
I, cry, when angels deserve to die, die
Wake up
Grab a brush and put a little (makeup)
Grab a brush and put a little
Hide the scars to fade away the (shakeup)
Hide the scars to fade away the
Why’d you leave the keys upon the table?
Here you go create another fable
You wanted to
Grab a brush and put a little makeup
You wanted to
Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup
You wanted to
Why’d you leave the keys upon the table?
You wanted to
I don’t think you trust
In, my, self righteous suicide
I, cry, when angels deserve to die
In, my, self righteous suicide
I, cry, when angels deserve to die
Father, father, father, father
Father into your hands, I commend my spirit
Father into your hands
Why have you forsaken me
In your eyes forsaken me
In your thoughts forsaken me
In your heart forsaken, me oh
Trust in my self righteous suicide
I, cry, when angels deserve to die
In my self righteous suicide
I, cry, when angels deserve to die