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Hello, people...;(
Bok, ljudi...
Hi, ljudi, ko bi rekao da je već došao današnji dan... upravo gledam reklamu za ono pivo „Prima“, ma znate, premda mislim da ljudi više gledaju Pišekine sise neko pivo..he..he...kaj nije tak? Kladim se da kad sam spomenula Prima pivo, niste znali koje je to pivo, a im sam spomenula Nikolinu Pišek i njen „famozan“ badić koji više otkriva nego pokriva, odmah ste znali koja je to reklama, kaj ne? Uglavnom, nećemo danas o Pišekici da ne uvrijedim dobrog prijatelja, Cibru, koji je priznao da je, prema njemu, Nikolina Pišek savršena žena...sorry Cibra... : )
Što da pišem? Sad bi malo opisala moje dečke iz razreda, ako vam nije frka to čitati, ha? Krenut ćemo sa Miškom, koji je „vođa“...tata mu je ravnatelj, trenira rukomet, odličan je đak a uz sve to svira klavijature...čini se savršeno, kaj ne? E, pa, nije! Upada u više nevolja nego većina dječaka u mom razredu. Sad nastavljamo s...hm...koga ćemo sad opisati...možda...Biosa? Ajd, malo ćemo o njemu. Kratak opis: zgodan, šarmantan, veoma inteligentan, svira gitaru, ono, sve najbolje, kaj ne? U većini slučajeva jest tako, no u onih 10% nije tako, nažalost. U onih ostalih 10% je arogantan, sebičan, egoističan i vrlo, vrlo iritantan. U u ostalih 90% je dobar, drag, šarmantan i nikako ne bi rekli da postoji onih 10%. No, kad se pretvori u tih 10% stvarno je...hm...blago rečeno čudan. Da zadrži tih 90% i da se nikad ne mijenja u tih 10% bio bi savršen. Većinu vremena i jest savršen, no kad ga pukne onda ga pukne. Kao upravo sad. Pukli su ga hormoni. Zato sad koristi tih 10% i ubrzo ih pretvara u 11%, 12%, 13%....samo se nadam da će shvatiti da to ne pali kod cura. Biose, shvati, cure vole nježne, pažljive, drage dečke koji paze na svaki curin pokret i ne namjeravaju ju pustiti iz ruku, sjećaš se? No, ove godine okrećem ploču. Nisam više mala dobra curica. Ove godine sam mala, opaka, cura s karakterom koja ne šljivi nikog osim one koji to zaslužuju.
A Place for My head by: Linkin Park
I watch how the moon sits in the sky
On a dark night shining with the light from the sun
The sun doesn't give light to the moon
Assuming the moon's going to owe it one
It makes me think of how you act to me
You do favors and then rapidly
You just turn around and start asking me about
Things you want back from me
Pre chorus:
I'm sick of the tension, sick of the hunger
Sick of you acting like I owe you this
Find another place to feed your greed
While I find a place to rest
Chorus:
I want to be in another place
I hate when you say you don't understand
(You'll see it's not meant to be)
I want to be in the energy, not with the enemy
A place for my head
Maybe someday I'll be just like you, and
Step on people like you do and
Run away the people I thought I knew
I remember back then who you were
You used to be calm, used to be strong
Used to be generous, but you should've known
That you'd wear out your welcome
Now you see how quiet it is, all alone
Pre chorus (2x)
Chorus
You try to take the best of me
Go away (8x)
Chorus
Pre chorus (2x)
Sad ćemo o onom dečku kojeg smo upoznale na moru... Mare i ja smo došle na more u 7. mjesecu. Ona se morala vratiti doma, no ja sam ostala. Tako sam jedan dan otišla na sladoled i gle čuda! ON je prodavao sladoled. Nakon nekoliko tjedana sam skužila da ima buraza blizanca.
Nakon još nekoliko tjedana njegov buraz se ošišao a Mare je, kad je opet došla, skoro pala sa zidića kad ga je vidjela...he...he... evo kako je to išlo:
Sjele smo na zidić ispred caffea i slušale Mp4. Odjednom se stvori čokac koji je, prema Marijani, strašno ličio na Chestera, obrijan, sav u crnom. Odjednom ja kažem Marijani da je to ON!!! Ošišao je kosu koja je toliko značila Marijani. (Ona inače obožava dečke s malo dužom kosom). I tako je moja Mare bila u „badu“ nekoliko dana...ja i dalje, mjesec dana od tog, njoj nemilog događaja, NE KUŽIM KAKO NETKO MOŽE BITI TOLIKO U BADU ZBOG TUĐE KOSE??!!!! Može mi netko objasniti zašto netko posvećuje toliko pažnje TUĐOJ kosi?
Uglavnom, nikad to neću skužiti(bok Mare, ha, ha, ha, ha..)Ako vas kaj zanima, samo me pitajte, don´t be shy!!! PLEASE, OSTAVLJAJTE KOMENTARE, ČUJEMO SE BYE! I ZA KRAJ, TEKST JEDNE PJESME LINKIN PARKA!!
In The End
It starts with one thing
I don't know why
It doesn't even matter how hard you try
keep that in mind
I designed this rhyme
To explain in due time
All I know
Time is a valuable thing
Watch it fly by as the pendulum swings
Watch it count down to the end of the day
The clock ticks life away
It's so unreal
Didn't look out below
Watch the time go right out the window
Trying to hold on, but didn't even know
Wasted it all just to
Watch you go
I kept everything inside and even though I tried, it all fell apart
What it meant to me will eventually be a memory of a time when
Chorus:
I tried so hard
And got so far
But in the end
It doesn't even matter
I had to fall
To lose it all
But in the end
It doesn't even matter
One thing, I don't know why
It doesn't even matter how hard you try
keep that in mind
I designed this rhyme, to remind myself how
I tried so hard
In spite of the way you were mocking me
Acting like I was part of your property
Remembering all the times you fought with me
I'm surprised it got so (far)
Things aren't the way they were before
You wouldn't even recognize me anymore
Not that you knew me back then
But it all comes back to me (in the end)
You kept everything inside and even though I tried, it all fell apart
What it meant to me will eventually be a memory of a time when
Chorus
I've put my trust in you
Pushed as far as I can go
For all this
There's only one thing you should know (2x)
Chorus
Post je objavljen 17.08.2007. u 10:41 sati.