eo lose vjesti iz vatikana,papa je umro, al necemo o tome, meni je osobno drago da se covjek ne pati vise.
cijeli dan samo se vucaram po kuci, svi se nesto deru na mene, govore mi da ucim i radim a meni se neeeeeeeeda. spava mi se i ide mi se na kavu a kao nesmijem jer moram malo bit doma za ove praznike. a uzas. a vani super vrijeme, sunce i pticice :))
neda mi se u ponediljak u skolu , imam toliko toga za odgovarat da je to nesto strasno, ako ne pocnem ucit past cu godinu definitivno. lose je to, jako lose. zlo i naopako haha.
opet pijem fantu i oet sam super hiper aktivna. mislim da ce mi ju stara prestat kupovat do daljnjega :((
cijeli dan slusam cd od ramonesa i polako izluđujem jer mi se 20 pjesama mota po glavi istovemeno. aaaaaaaaaa. ae.
---RAMONES- PET CEMETERY---
Under the arc of a weather stain boards,
Ancient goblins, and warlords,
Come out of the ground, not making a sound,
The smell of death is all around,
And the night when the cold wind blows, No one cares, nobody knows.
I don't want to be buried in a Pet Sematary,
I don't want to live my life again.
I don't want to be buried in a Pet Sematary,
I don't want to live my life again.
Follow Victor to the sacred place,
This ain't a dream, I can't escape,
Molars and fangs, the clicking of bones,
Spirits moaning among the tombstones,
And the night, when the moon is bright,
Someone cries, something ain't right.
CHORUS
The moon is full, the air is still,
All of a sudden I feel a chill,
Victor is grinning, flesh rotting away,
Skeletons dancee, I curse this day,
And the night when the wolves cry out,
Listen close and you can hear me shout.
I don't want to be buried in a Pet Sematary,
I don't want to live my life again.
I don't want to be buried in a Pet Sematary,
I don't want to live my life again, oh no, oh no