Srcky (Lost in syber space)

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Hey You .. 
Hey you, out there in the cold
Getting lonely, getting old
Can you feel me?
Hey you, standing in the aisles
With itchy feet and fading smiles
Can you feel me?
Hey you, don’t help them to bury the light
Don’t give in without a fight.

Hey you, out there on your own
Sitting naked by the phone
Would you touch me?
Hey you, with you ear against the wall
Waiting for someone to call out
Would you touch me?
Hey you, would you help me to carry the stone?
Open your heart, I’m coming home.

But it was only fantasy.
The wall was too high,
As you can see.
No matter how he tried,
He could not break free.
And the worms ate into his brain.

Hey you, standing in the road
Always doing what you’re told,
Can you help me?
Hey you, out there beyond the wall,
Breaking bottles in the hall,
Can you help me?
Hey you, don’t tell me there’s no hope at all
Together we stand, divided we fall.





neki od idojotizama 
"skidaj ono s bloga da te ne bi skinula i obesila na sred trga"
*leyla.zorg - facebook

"What's the use of happiness? It can't buy you money."
*Henry Youngman

"Preporuchujem groblje kao mesto oporavka"
*

"Sex is like money; only too much is enough."
*John Updike

"jednom uvek - uvek uvek"
*

"Imate li kriminalni dosije?"
"Boze blagi, nisam znao da se to ovde josh zahteva."
*britanski vic o ulasku u Australiju


"Bart, with $10000, we'd be millionaires! We could buy all kinds of useful things like... love!"
*Homer Simpson

"Nisu to noobovi, nego idioti. noobovi su ljudi koji tek pocinju, a ovi su zatucane budale, koje samo trce i ne slusaju nista!"
*Aizen

"prvi korak u reshavanju problema je ignorisanje problema"
*potpuno sam ozbiljan

"kad bih razmishljao kako da zavrshim ne bih ni pochinjao"
*zivotna filozofija

"automatski potvrdator"
*odnosi se na izveshtaj da je neko primio vash sms. (nisam bio toliko pijan, samo nisam mogao da se setim)

"dok pijesh, shta god da ti sipaju - u redu je"
*mislim da je pokojni deda ovo izjavio

"u okachmentu"
*svojevrstan prevod attachmenta.

"I believe that sex is one of the most beautiful, natural, wholesome things that money can buy."
* Steve Martin

"You know 'that look" women get when they want sex?...... Me neither."
* Steve Martin

"Having sex is like playing bridge. If you don't have a good partner, you'd better have a good hand."
* Woody Allen

"There are a number of mechanical devices which increase sexual arousal, particularly in women. Chief among these is the Mercedes-Benz 500SL."
* Lynn Lavner

"Sex at age 90 is like trying to shoot pool with a rope."
* George Burns

"Women might be able to fake orgasms. But men can fake whole relationships."
* Sharon Stone

"My mother never saw the irony in calling me a son-of-a-bitch."
* Jack Nicholson

"Clinton lied. A man might forget where he parks or where he lives, but he never forgets oral sex, no matter how bad it is,"
* Barbara Bush (Former U.S. First Lady, and, you didn't think Barbara had a sense of humor!)

"Ah, yes, Divorce, from the Latin word meaning to rip out a man's genitals through his wallet."
* Robin Williams

"Women complain about premenstrual syndrome, but I think of it as the only time of the month that I can be myself."
* Roseanne

"Women need a reason to have sex. ! Men just need a place."
* Billy Crystal

"Instead of getting married again, I'm going to find a woman I don't like and just give her a house."
* Rod Stewart

"See, the problem is that God gives men a brain and a penis, and only enough blood to run one at a time."
* Robin Williams

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bestidno pastovano sa tudjeg bloga;


Nema me više u tvojim molitvama,
više me putem ne prate.
A noć mi preti, ponoć i pusta tama,
kad me se samo dohvate.

Više me ne voliš,
kad se vraćam nisi budna,
ne goriš,
gasne naša zvezda čudna,
lažna, srebrna stvar.

Daleko putujem,
vetar nudi neke rime,
kupujem,
pristaju uz tvoje ime,
dva, tri stiha na dar.

Ne slušam više šta šapućeš dok snivaš,
plaši me koga pominješ.
I sve si dalja, a sve mi bliža bivaš,
kao da opet počinje...

Ali me ne voliš,
to se uvek drugom desi,
govoriš,
ali više ne znam gde si,
da li neko to zna?

Šta sam uradio?
Kakva tužna humoreska!
Gradio
ispod gradova od peska
dubok bezdan bez dna

(posveceno svim devojkama koje me (vishe) ne vole. da - chak i Goci)

 28.08.2006., ponedjeljak

raspust je zavrshen (o tuzna sudbino)

raspust :) 7 dana u Beloj Crkvi je proshlo

iznedrilo je neka nova napooshavanja i neke idiJotske dogadjaje :)
npr;
- jesi probao to da izguglash?
- ma izgooglash mi ga!
- izdudlash ti meni
- izguglaj kurac :)

inache ekipa je bila ista kao proshle godine (bane neuro ja) a i vreme je bilo poprilichno slichno (kishovito - sunchano, kako koji dan). bedak je shto starke nie ishao s nama ali tako se potrefilo (radi do 1og a mi smo bash zapeli da idemo nedelju dana ranie pa smo ga 'otkachili'. ali bar se odmorio malo od nas. iako njegov sms kaze drugachije; "od vas cu se odmoriti tek kad umrem" shto bash i nie za zajebanciju s obzirom na nedavni gubitak prijatelja ali verujem da bi i on voleo da se zajebavamo. mada ponekad preterujem)

inache proshle godine prilikom menjanja evra u banci u B Crkvi, banetu daju dinare ali mu sluzbenica ne vraca kusur u evrima. i ladno nastavlja sa svojim poslom. bane kaze nama (sva trojica smo kod shaltera);
- ladno mi nije vratila evre (!?)
na shta ja odgovaram;
- pitaj da li je staklo neprobojno pa da se vratimo kasnije
otprilike sve sluzbenice su se nasmejale a onda su nas uputili na shalter na kojem su nam vratili euro kusur. bankarska logika, shta li?

drugi kreveti doneli su nam i chudne snove, o neurovim necu da vam pricham, bane svoje nie hteo da podeli sa nama a ja sam sanjao jednu devojku, koju sam znao iz interkontinentala. jedna slatka rachica.
uglavnom u snu je bila u nekom drugom drushtvu, sa shtrbanom i jecom, i tu se upoznajemo. bila je neka guzva pa smo se priljubili jedno uz drugo i poljubili i onda ja kazem; "ocesh da smotamo neshto" i tako sagorimo dzoint i smuvamo se.
ovo je josh i normalan san u odnosu na ovaj jutros;
- sanjam da sam u srednjoj shkoli, idem uz stepenice i shvatam da sam zaboravio torbu (knjige i sve ostalo) i polako me hvata losh osecaj. onda shvatam da kasnim i da nemam pojma gde mi je uchionica. obuzima me osecaj koji je meshavina izgubljenosti, panike i nervoze.
nekako pronalazim uchionicu nadajuci se da nisam jedini koji nije ni hemijsku poneo (a zadnje dve godine srednje bilo je dana kad nam je i to bilo vishak)
enivej - ulazim u uchionicu u kojoj su neka poznata lica ali neshto kao da nije kako treba. predavanje je u toku, nema slobodnih stolica (iako je uchionica poluprazna). tad ulazi starke (koji isto kasni, a inache smo ishli prvu godinu u isti razred), nalazimo nekako klupu i stolice, lica po razredu su poznata ali neki ljudi iz razreda nisu nikad bili ni blizu moje srednje u stvarnosti.
na velikom odmoru shvatam da neshto debelo nije u redu kad srecem prijatelje iz vojske. pitam se otkud oni kod mene u srednjoj kad ih znam iz vojske. losh osecaj se vraca, mislim da me neko bash zajebava. neshto gadno nije u redu.
posle budjenja nema losheg osecaja ali mi je san i sad zanimljiv/chudan. .. isuvishe je nevezan sa stvarnim dogadjajima.

u stvarnosti mi je ostao dan ili dva odmora pre povrataka na posao. "rainbow 6 - back to .."
uhh - nazad u veliki prljavi grad

PS; nedavno sam se odushevio knjigom "oblak vrabaca" radnja je u 19om veku u japanu. moracu da nabavim nastavak - "jesenji most" pa ovom prilikom savetujem da prochitate ako imate prilike.

On the day the wall came down
They threw the locks onto the ground
And with glasses high we raised a cry for freedom had arrived

On the day the wall came down
The Ship of Fools had finally run aground
Promises lit up the night like paper doves in flight

I dreamed you had left my side
No warmth, not even pride remained
And even though you needed me
It was clear that I could not do a thing for you

Now life devalues day by day
As friends and neighbours turn away
And there's a change that, even with regret, cannot be undone

Now frontiers shift like desert sands
While nations wash their bloodied hands
Of loyalty, of history, in shades of gray

I woke to the sound of drums
The music played, the morning sun streamed in
I turned and I looked at you
And all but the bitter residue slipped away...slipped away

- 15:15 - Speak to me (1) - Chitaj u WCu - #