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Danas je bila zadnja misa u podne, nema nas do devetog miseca... Baš će mi faliti sve to, sad pomalo će svi otići doma, posli ispita... A Glorija i ja ćemo žariti i paliti Zadrom! Još je dobro ovako kad znamo da ćemo se opet svi sastati u devetom misecu, ali i tome će doći kraj jednom, tužna je činjenica da je sve prolazno... Meni je sve lipo u životu prebrzo odlazilo, ali zbor je uvik ostaja isti, kao neko utočište, iz godine u godinu se ništa nije minjalo, a nikad nam ne bi bilo dosadno. A ko zna di ćemo mi svi završiti za par godina. Dobro, sad ću sve tu ubedirati, znam, ali eto, padoše mi te misli na pamet pa ih podijelih s vama... Idem sad ručati.. Tata i ja smo sami doma pa nam stan liči na džunglu, i hranimo se jedva.. Vidimo se u sridu na frami! 
evo pisma za sve one koji nam ovo lito idu iz naseg zadra....
When you're down and troubled and you need some loving care
And nothing, nothing is going right
Close your eyes and think of me and soon I will be there
To brighten up even your darkest night
You just call out my name
And you know wherever I am
I'll come running, to see you again
Winter, Spring, Summer or Fall
All you have to do is call
And I'll be there, you've got a friend
If the sky above you, grows dark and full of clouds
And that old north wind begins to blow
Keep your head together and call my name out loud
Soon you'll hear me knocking at your door
You just call out my name
And you know wherver I am
I'll come running, to see you again
Winter, Spring, Summer or Fall
All you have to do is call
Amd I'll be there
Now ain't it good to know that you've got a friend
When people can be so cold
They'll hurt you, yes and desert you
And take your soul if you let them
Oh but don't you let them
You just call....
Post je objavljen 24.06.2007. u 13:35 sati.