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Crazy Ancha
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Yustina
Petruška
1.hivisica
O meni
Ime:Valerija
Prezime:nepotrebno
Rođendan:27.01.1996
Omiljena boja:crna
Mrzim:rozu boju, a ljudi su takvi kakvi jesu pa mi je onda zbog toga glupo napisati da mrzim npr.umišljene ljude
Obožavam:svoju micku, svoje starke i japanke,svoj mob i MP4, svoju obitelj i prijatelje, pizzu, špagete, limunadu, schwepps, more
Boja kose:plava (oni ljudi koji kažu da su plavuše glupe zapravo su ljubomorni na njih. Zašto bi inače bojili kosu u plavo?)
Boja očiju:zelena
Hobi:sviram violinu
Ja sam tip osobe:kojeg baš briga za tuđe mišljenje, koji uvijek preokrene stvari na svoju korist i koji iz svega zna napraviti šalu
Danas smo opet bili pri LaSisi. Prvi put dok smo kao "radili" plakat s hrvatskog.
Bilo je super. Radili smo igrokaz. Mislim da je dobar.
Da ne zaboravim : kliknite sim
Molim vas da se ulogirate na igricu Club Penguin. Onda mi javite kada ćete doći u igricu (dan i vrijeme) a ja vama u komebtarima ostavim gdje da se nađemo. Hvalja!
To bi bilo to...
KOMENTIRAJTE!!!!!
Ajd...
Pozz svima!
Za one koji ne znaju engleski, naslov mi glasi : Opet sam sretna kornjača
Eh da...Opet sam sretna ...YES,YES,YES,YES,YES,YES,YES,YES,YES,YES,YES,YES,YES,YES,YES !!!!!
Glupi osjećaj tuge !!! Mrzim ga ! FUJ! Opet je sve u redu. Tooooooooooooooooo! Sad da nađem neku happy pjesmu na youtubeu!
Evo od Red Hot Chili Peppersa Can't Stop. Ja ne mogu zaustaviti osjećaj sreće!
Can't stop
Can't stop addicted to the shin dig
Cop top he says I'm gonna win big
Choose not a life of imitation
Distant cousin to the reservation
Defunkt the pistol that you pay for
This punk the feeling that you stay for
In time I want to be your best friend
Eastside love is living on the westend
Knock out but boy you better come to
Don't die you know the truth is some do
Go write your message on the pavement
Burnin' so bright I wonder what the wave meant
White heat is screaming in the jungle
Complete the motion if you stumble
Go ask the dust for any answers
Come back strong with 50 belly dancers
[Chorus:]
The world I love
The tears I drop
To be part of
The wave can't stop
Ever wonder if it's all for you
The world I love
The trains I hop
To be part of
The wave can't stop
Come and tell me when it's time to
Sweetheart is bleeding in the snowcone
So smart she's leading me to ozone
Music the great communicator
Use two sticks to make it in the nature
I'll get you into penetration
The gender of a generation
The birth of every other nation
Worth your weight the gold of meditation
This chapter's going to be a close one
Smoke rings I know your going to blow one
All on a spaceship persevering
Use my hands for everything but steering
Can't stop the spirits when they need you
Mop tops are happy when they feed you
J. Butterfly is in the treetop
Birds that blow the meaning into bebop
[Repeat Chorus]
Wait a minute I'm passing out
Win or lose just like you
Far more shocking
Than anything i ever knew
How about you
10 more reasons
Why i need somebody new just like you
Far more shocking than anything I ever knew
Right on cue
Can't stop addicted to the shin dig
Cop top he says I'm gonna win big
Choose not a life of imitation
Distant cousin to the reservation
Defunkt the pistol that you pay for
This punk the feeling that you stay for
In time I want to be your best friend
Eastside love is living on the westend
Knock out but boy you better come to
Don't die you know the truth is some do
Go write your message on the pavement
Burnin' so bright I wonder what the wave meant
Kick start the golden generator
Sweet talk but don't intimidate her
Can't stop the gods from engineering
Feel no need for any interfering
Your image in the dictionary
This life is more than ordinary
Can I get 2 maybe even 3 of these
Come from space
To teach you of the pliedes
Can't stop the spirits when they need you
This life is more than just a read thru
Ovo je sve!
Komentirajte mi !
Ajd...
Pozz svima!!!
Danas smo bili na izletu...Bilo je super...Al ja sam cijelo vrijeme nekak tužna...Možda izgledam veselo, ali to nije istina...Nekak sam usamljena...Osjećam se odbačeno od svakog...Čak ima dana kad bih najradije da me nema...Željela bih vrištati iz sveg glasa ali da me nitko ne čuje...Ovaj i prošli tjedan su bili super ali ja se osjećam ko sranje...Neznam kak ali utuvila sam si u glavu da me svi mrze...a zapravo ja možda mrzim samu sebe...
Svi misle da sam ja sretna i da nemam razloga biti tužna... To je istina, ali ne mogu ništa što se tako osjećam.. valjda svi misle kako samo želim privući pozornost ovim što sada pišem kak se osjećam ali nije tako!!!!! Evo vam spot od Simple plana - pjesma se zove Welcome to my life...(Ovaj tjedan se upravo tak osjećam)
"Welcome To My Life"
Do you ever feel like breaking down?
Do you ever feel out of place?
Like somehow you just don't belong
And no one understands you
Do you ever wanna run away?
Do you lock yourself in your room?
With the radio on turned up so loud
That no one hears you screaming
No you don't know what it's like
When nothing feels all right
You don't know what it's like
To be like me
To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like
Welcome to my life
Do you wanna be somebody else?
Are you sick of feeling so left out?
Are you desperate to find something more?
Before your life is over
Are you stuck inside a world you hate?
Are you sick of everyone around?
With their big fake smiles and stupid lies
While deep inside you're bleeding
No you don't know what it's like
When nothing feels all right
You don't know what it's like
To be like me
To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like
Welcome to my life
No one ever lied straight to your face
And no one ever stabbed you in the back
You might think I'm happy but I'm not gonna be okay
Everybody always gave you what you wanted
You never had to work it was always there
You don't know what it's like, what it's like
To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like (what it's like)
To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like
Welcome to my life
Welcome to my life
Welcome to my life
Ovo bi bilo sve...Nadam se da ću što prije opet postati vesela isretna osoba...
Ajd...
Pozz svima
Ah da... Život je komplicirana pojava. Prvo rastemo u maminom trbuhu, a onda smo već na svijetu kad kažeš keks. I onda počinju komplikacije...
Još se sjećam kad su me doveli doma iz bolnice. Bila je subota 1996. i padao je snijeg. Mama me dovela u kuću i onda...prava noćna mora. Djed i baka su me vidjeli, došli do mene, primili me u naručje i počeli govoriti : "Joj, kako si ti lijepa bebica! Buci - buci! Vajejijica maja! " Aonda su počeli raditi neke grimase. Mene je to toliko prestrašilo, da sam počela plakati. A ono " Buci - buci " je bilo potpuno nepotrebno. I ono " Vajejijica maja! " Ne zovem se ja Vajejijica, već Valerija. Uostalom, mislim da je Vajejijica neki kineski naziv za kobasice.
Sjećam se još kako mi je prišao neki tip. Malac, od 7-8 godina. E, njegove grimase su bile zabavne. Tek sam poslije shvatila da je taj " tip " moj brat, Velimir.
Još se dobro sjećam svog prvog rođendana. Imala sam tortu na kojoj je pisalo Valerija. Tad sam nešto shvatila. Ako bih prošla rukom preko svoje rođendanske torte, tata bi se prestrašio (da si ne uništim tortu) i napravio bi neku grimasu. Meni je to bilo zabavno i odličila sam da ću od tada početi zezati ljude. Naučila sam i nove riječi. Mamu bih zvala ma-ma, tatu ta-ta, a brata dadi. Riječi baka i djed još nisam mogla izgovoriti. Naravno, i to sam kasnije naučila, ali je to bio najkompliciraniji dio mog života.
Odjednom sam narasla i počela ići u školu. Prvo u prvi, onda u drugi, pa treći, četvrti, peti, a sad idem ušesti razred. Teško je to. Dobivamo puno zadaće, pišemo testove... Ali to je u redu. Sve je to dio života, a mene život fascinira. Prvo rastemo u maminom trbuhu, a onda smo već na svijetu kad kažeš keks. Ali iz svega se može zaključiti da je život komplicirana pojava.
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Nadam se da vam se sviđa ovaj sastavak koyi sam napisala u zadaćnici . A ak ne, onda me niye briga . I nisam pisala slovo y umyesto j da bi bilo lakše za pročitat.
Komentirayte mi !!!!!
Mislim da bi to bilo to...
Ayd...
Pozz : svima koyi mi komentirayu i koyi će mi komentirat !
Kak ste mi? Ozdravila sam. I yučer sam išla u školyu. Eh...
Valyda mislite da sam luda yer imam ovakav naslov. Ali nisam! Neznam kay da vishe pishem pa sam vas želyela pitati da li hoćete da vam u sliyedećem postu napishem sastavak koyi sam napisala u zadaćnicu.
Znači, ovdye lijevo možete glasati, a u komentarima mi isto možete napisati što hoćete. Dogovoreno?
Ah da...
Danas smo dobili josh četiri cviyeta v učionicu. Ojgen ye krstil Darka i Marka, a Patriciya Violetu Riggoletu i Antea.
BTW...
AKO SE NEKOMU NE SVIĐA MOY BLOG NE MORA GA ČITAT NI KOMENTIRAT. UMYESTO DA MI GOWORITE KAK MI YE BLOG SRANYE RADYE NAPIŠITE ADRESU SVOYEG PA DA VIDIMO YEL VAŠ TAK SUPER, AK GA UOPĆE IMATE. UMYESTO DA MENI SOLILITE PAMET ŠTO DA STAVIM NA BLOG, TO SI STAVITE NA SVOY BLOG. YA PRIMAM SAMO SAVYETE KOYI NEMAYU VEZE S ROZOM BOYOM.
Hmmm... Mislim da ye to sve...
Komentirayte mi molim!
Ayd...
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