Ej ljudi nemate pojma kak me raska živcira. Znam bolje od nje Engleski a ona meni nekaj sere. Tako mi je digla tlak. Žena nekaj govori o pomočnim glagolima i simple presentu a ja sam to u 2 razredu učila. Poludit ću. A Caja i Koka su se opet posvađali pa me sad živciraju, Anči se u Jednog kretena iz UMII-ja ( ujedinjeni Malešnički impotentni idioti) a mene A.M .neće ni pogledat. A kak sam se tek pred njim zbrukala jučer! Bila ja na Engleskim s osmašima po običaju i on se pravio glup i pitao neko pitanje, a ja, pametnica kakva jesam, sam mu ozbiljno odgovorila! Pa ja ne mrem belivit. Ja se oko njega uvijek ponašam ko neka glupača neznam kaj da kažem i zacrvenim se ak me tip pogleda. Kaj je najgore tip zna da mi se sviđa al je zaljubljen u neku curu iz svoje smijene. Koje sam ja sreće!! A naravno meni su i neki drugi dečki slatki al naravno njima se sviđa moja best frendica Anči. Ma super!! A Tuta me nekaj zajebava za Luku, a moja sestra me tak živcira!! Koka želi upoznati se SAMA sa nekim dečkom s chata, a Caja se boji prići Mariću, ma fenomenalno. Anči je u depri, ima jedan dečko ko mi je super zgodan i zabavan al naravno i njemu se sviđa Anči, ma preslatko!!! A na kraju pišem Fiziku u ponedjeljak i moram slušati Agrešicu cijeli idući tjedan, još mi je Lili nekaj srala….

Some say love it is a magic,
That affects everyone,
Some say love it is tragic,
And ends when it had only begun,
Some say love it is a danger,
Alike to non other,
Some say love it is a stranger,
And there is no such thing as a significant other,
Some say love it is a pain,
With which nothing can compare,
Some say love is humanity’s bane,
Which makes everyone care,
I say love it is a present,
Greater than we deserve,
Which is equal to both nobles and peasants,
With all its ups and downs, it’s straight lines and curves.

It is the tear afraid of falling,
That never takes the plunge,
It is the soul afraid of calling,
That never picks up the phone,
It is the voice afraid of asking,
That never speaks,
It is the choice afraid of lasting,
That will always stay weak,
It’s the hand afraid of being taken,
That never holds another’s,
It is the soul afraid of being woken,
That never sleeps,
It is the warrior afraid of dying,
That never truly lives,
It is the person afraid of taking,
That never gives.
It’s the Queen afraid of being followed,
That never leads,
It’s the lion afraid of hunting,
That never feeds,
It is the lover afraid of loving,
That never takes the risk,
It’s the eagle afraid of soaring,
That never learns to fly,

It is the swan afraid of water,
That will never learn to swim,
It’s the champion afraid of failing,
That will never win,
It’s the fire afraid of burning,
That will never keep you warm,
It’s the dancer afraid of turning,
That will never dance Ballet,
It’s the mountain afraid of greatness,
That will never be more than a hill,
It’s the leader that won’t lead,
Who will never have free will,
It’s the wind afraid of howling,
That will never be more than a breeze,
It’s the snow afraid of falling,
That will never freeze,
It’s the passion of the spring,
That dies in the winter,
It’s the fiancée without a ring,
Who will never propose,
And it’s the widow afraid of letting go,
Who will never again smell a single rose...


Battles are fought for love,
But it is stronger than whole armies,
It is stronger than gods above,
That wish to mischief make,
Love is a single word,
With more power than a song,
This though seldom heard,
Still makes the world turn,
Don’t complicate,
Something as beautiful as love,
Don’t hesitate,
To tell someone ˝I love you˝
Because the world needs to keep on spinning,
Because the good needs to keep on winning,
So just keep on falling in love,
For it is a gift that comes from above,
Remember to take it with grace,
Like a gift granted by an angelic face,
For that is what love is,
A magic gift that’s forever yours and his.