Još jedan vikend je prošao. Ništa posebno,subota standardno sljeme,nakon toga vruca kupka,hihihi treba opustit misice.Gore je bilo prekrasno,snijeg sunce,ma milina. Na poslu, je ovaj tjedan bila guzva, zbog puta u NY, panika je bila oko dobivanja vize, no sve je prošlo u najboljem redu.Moram priznat, da je bilo koma cekati poziv,od kolege da li je dobio vizu ili ne, jer karte za put su bile na mojem stolu. Sve u svemu, sve je dobro prošlo,i oni su danas ujutro otišli u NY, kako bi voljela da sam na njihovom mjestu, no uskoro, uskoro. U petak ujuro,su me nazuljale nove cipelice, toliko jako da sam se izula,pa sam od zetija do doma hodala bosa u carapama. Naravno, do posla nisam stigla, nego sam poslala sms da cu kasnit, jer su me nažuljale nove cipelice.Na putu, do doma srela sam samo jednu curu,koja je umrla od smijeha,ah ja sam se smijala cijelim putem.Sada, jedno tjedan dana nosim samo tenisice,jer nista drugo ne mogu obut. Iduci vikend bi trebala do maribora, hm, zara i ostale pizdarije,jer je u zg zaista sve skupe. Nadma se da ce od iduceg tjedna,zatoplit ovaj vjetar je katafakingstrofa.Sutra ce na jobu biti laganica,al u petak smo fakat bili na rubu zivaca,zbog jebenih viza. baj
Nobody else here baby
No one here to blame
No one to point the finger
It's just you and me and the rain
Nobody made you do it
No one put words in your mouth
Nobody here taking orders
When love took a train heading south
It's the blind leading the blond
It's the stuff, it's the stuff of country songs
Hey if God will send his angels
And if God will send a sign
And if God will send his angels
Would everything be alright?
God has got his phone off the hook, babe
Would he even pick up if he could
It's been a while since we saw that child
Hanging 'round this neighbourhood
You see his mother dealing in a doorway
See Father Christmas with a begging bowl
And Jesus sister's eyes are a blister
The High Street never looked so low
It's the blind leading the blond
It's the cops collecting for the cons
So where is the hope and where is the faith
And the love...what's that you say to me
Does love...light up your Christmas Tree
The next minute you're blowing a fuse
And the cartoon network turns into the news
If God will send his angels
And if God will send a sign
Well if God will send his angels...
Where do we go?
Jesus never let me down
You know Jesus used to show me the score
Then they put Jesus in show business
Now it's hard to get in the door, angel
It's the stuff, it's the stuff of country songs
But I guess it was something to go on
If God will send his angels
Sure could use them here right now
Well if God would send his angels
And I might not want my life
I want my lover feel my soul So where do we go?
And I want my love and I
And I want to feel alone So where do we go?
How?
Post je objavljen 12.03.2006. u 17:56 sati.