petak, 18.05.2007.
Grounded for a lifetime
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Bio roditeljski. Opet. Može se zaključit iz naslova šta je bilo. Hihihi. Moji su zabrijali da ja imam loše ocjene. A onak, razrednik na papirić napisao ocjene od zadnja dva mjeseca. I ovi zabrijali da ja neću s pet proć, a ak prođem s pet da će sve bit poklonjeno. A kurac, kakve sad iam ocjene imam 4,6 prosjek. Što znači da mi ne treba nikakvo poklanjanje. Al oke, oni su važni, oni su bitni, oni sve znaju. Da,da, sad su se sjetili pametovat. Naši starci si jednostavno ne mogu utuvit u glavu da su se vremena promijenila od kad su oni bili u našim godinama. I to jako. I da nema više osobe koja nije dobila bar jednom jedan u osnovnoj. Osim Mije. I Brune. Al to nije zdravo. Zapravo, upravo je suprotno. I jučer me mama pita kak sam se osjećala pred profesoricom kad sam dobila kulju. Ja onak, wtf? Pa onak, normalno zapravo. Čist normalno. Al oke, rekoh, pa kak bi se osjećala da dobijem kulju, a veli ona meni, ne znam ja, ja nikad nisam dobila jedinicu u osnovnoj. Onak ženooooo, helooooou, s koje si ti planete? Al uglavnom, moja stara je cijeli život bila štreberica i prepametna za sve, al ja mislim da nikad nije travu zapalila il napravila nesšto malo luđe i otkačenije. Zato i je sad ovakva. Mislim, nesretna. Muči se s jebenim poslom al sama si je kriva. Morala je ona studirat pravo. Sad je ona neka faca. Al u biti joj sve više ide na kurac, zato ja to neću bit. A-a, neću ja bit najveća štreberica u razredu, koja nema nikakvog, al baš nikakvog života. Eto tako. Muha je u kazni, zapravo, možda i nije, ali mi se nije dalo kontaktirat s njima pa je to malo izostalo. Blaženo bilo neznanje. Doslovno. |
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- What though the radiance
which was once so bright
Be now for ever taken from my sight,
Though nothing can bring back the hour
Of splendour in the grass,
of glory in the flower;
We will grieve not, rather find
Strength in what remains behind;
In the primal sympathy
Which having been must ever be;
In the soothing thoughts that spring
Out of human suffering;
In the faith that looks through death,
In years that bring the philosophic mind.
William Wordsworth
All I really need to know about how to live and what to do and how to be I learned in kindergarten.
Wisdom was not at the top of the graduate school mountain, but there in the sand pile at school.
These are the things I learned:
*Share everything.
*Play fair.
*Don't hit people.
*Put things back where you found them.
*Clean up your own mess.
*Don't take things that aren't yours.
*Say you're sorry when you hurt somebody.
*Wash your hands before you eat.
*Flush.
*Warm cookies and cold milk are good for you.
*Live a balanced life - learn some and think some
and draw and paint and sing and dance and play and work every day some.
*Take a nap every afternoon.
*When you go out in the world, watch out for traffic,
hold hands and stick together.
*Be aware of wonder. Remember the little seed in the Styrofoam cup:
the roots go down and the plant goes up and nobody really knows how or why,
but we are all like that.
*Goldfish and hamsters and white mice and
even the little seed in the Styrofoam cup - they all die. So do we.
*And then remember the Dick-and-Jane books
and the first word you learned - the biggest word of all - LOOK.
-Robert Fulghum-
It's all wrong. By rights we shouldn't even be here. But we are. It's like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo. The ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger, they were. And sometimes you didn't want to know the end. Because how could the end be happy? How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened? But in the end, it's only a passing thing, this shadow. Even darkness must pass. A new day will come. And when the sun shines it will shine out the clearer. Those were the stories that stayed with you. That meant something, even if you were too small to understand why. But I think, Mr. Frodo, I do understand. I know now. Folk in those stories had lots of chances of turning back, only they didn't. They kept going. Because they were holding on to something.
Samwise Gamgee, The Lord of the Rings, The Two Towers
- "Love is not blind - it sees more, not less. But because it sees more, it is willing to see less."
Rabbi Julius Gordon
"We don't always get to choose what we love."
Scott Westerfeld
"Love isn't a decision. It's a feeling. If we could decide who we loved, it would be much simpler, but much less magical."
Trey Parker and Matt Stone
"To accomplish great things, we must dream as well as act."
Anatole France
"Do not weep; do not wax indignant. Understand."
Baruch Spinoza
"To be stupid, selfish, and have good health are three requirements for happiness, though if stupidity is lacking, all is lost."
Gustave Flaubert
