subota, 10.03.2007.
Rolanje
Probudila sam se s tako nervozna. Ma cijelu noć me je bolio trbuh i imala sam osjećaj da ću svaki čas dobiti mengu. No naravno nisam. A bilo bi mi stvarno lakše da jesam. Osim što sam sva prištava, nervozna, osim što imam napadaje za slatkim, što osjećam nadutost stalno me boli i glava. I tako sam se ja fino ustala ko kakva čavka u pola osam ujutro mit kopfschmerzen, odmah dohvatila vlažne maramice, skinula maskaru i tonu pudera koja mi je ostala na licu još od jučer. I onda se ja čudim što sam prištava?!
Mislila sam da se dana neću moći ustati iz kreveta od upale mišića, ali ipak nije bilo takvih naznaka. Naime, jučer smo si dragi i ja kupili role. Tj. ja sam nam kupila. ;) On je još uvijek student. ;)
Da, da, morala sam nešto poduzeti što se moje kondicije tiče.
Došla ja jučer sva sretna s posla, naravno bio je petak, i crvići u guzi mi nisu dali mira pa reko ajmo malo do king krosa ili city centra vidjeti kaj ima. I tako otišli prvo u king kros u onaj neki dućan sa sportskom opremom, al baš nisu imali nikakvog izbora. Sve neke estetski ružne role. A niš, okrenuli se i otišli u city centar u onaj sportski hervis, i našli napokon nešto što nam se sviđa i još su Fila role. Naravno moj si je dragi izabrao ljepše jer je mogao birati, dok ja recimo nisam. Morala sam izabrati jedino što su imali jer imam nogicu br. 36, ali ni to što sam uzela nije loše. Glavno da je na kotače!
Dogovor je bio da ih odemo odmah isprobati na Jarun. I tako smo se po povratku uputili prema jarunu, ali smo se u zadnji čas predomislili jer smo skužili da ćemo morati platiti upad s autom a nitko od nas nije imao keš kod sebe. Ali dobro, ostao je još Bundek. Taman što smo se sparkirali na bundeku ja sam se predomislila i odlučila da bih ipak doma jer mi je bilo jako hladno, a imala sam samo tanku jaknicu na sebi. I ništa otpičili doma.
Još uvijek me je držao entuzijazam pa je zadnji dogovor bio da ćemo se doma presvući u trenirke, toplo obući i ići se rolati po ulici. I tako je na kraju i bilo. Bilo je fenomenalno. Jest da se moj dragi nikada nije rolao(klizao je), a i ja nisam na role stala 10 godina. Smijali smo se sami sebi, ali bilo je ok. Nakon pola sata smo se stvarno ufurali i išlo nam je sve bolje. Nije to tak ni lako kak sam si ja mislila. Role su same po sebi dosta teške i još kako sam ih dosta stisnula sve su me listovi poslije bolili.Kada sam obukla tenisice osjetila sam veliko olakšanje.
Nažalost moj dragi je danas otišo doma svojima, tako da nas slijedeće rolanje očekuje tek u ponedjeljek. Odlučili smo rolati samo noću jer još nismo za oči ostale javnosti!
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Opis bloga
Das ist ein blog in wich Ich going to schreibe about meine besten singer Van Morrison , und about meine besten cars Volvo, Subaru und many others. Ich habe gelesen in eine magazine about blog so Ich habe gedenkt "Why not"?
Moje Autentično Ja
Volim papati okruglice od kruha sa umakom od tikvica
Najlepši aftić: Volvo v70xc, c70, xc90 (ma cijela kolekcija), Subaru Forester, Impreza, Legacy...
Najviše me se dojmila reklama za Subaru; Unchain your heart...
Star a brand new life style with... the
Forester
Najlepša boja mi je Smeđa
Najlepše godišnje doba mi je Zima, ponajviše zbog tog nekog melankoličnog ugođaja
Od sportova pratim skijanje, skijaške skokove, hokej na ledu, WRC Rally
Najbolji i najdraži sportaši su mi je Kjetil Andre Aamodt, Lasse Ottesen, Andy Goldberger, Alexei Morozov, Alexei Yashin, Ole Gunnar Solskjaer, RB...
Najdraže Olimpijske igre su mi one iz Nagana 1998 god.
Baš mi se sviđa prošlogodišnja danska pjesma sa Eurosonga "Talking To You"
Najromantičnija pjesma "Have I Told You Lately"
Pjesma koju trenutno najviše slušam..hm.."Cars and Girls"- Prefab Sprout
Najbolji političar bi bio Jamie Shea
Kao mala htjela sam postati vojni pilot, a najbolji vojni avion mi je F-16
Najbolja knjiga "Can You Feel The Silence"- Clinton Heylin
Obožavam gledat Gilmoreice, a kaj ću kad volim sladunjave serije, a i filmove.
Najsmješniji film mi je "As Good As It Gets
Citam:
Seka
MidnightSwan
Gladenica
Sweetee.com
SebiDovoljna.com
Svašta Nešto
DICOGRAPHY
PAY THE DEVIL
2006
MAGIC TIME
2005
WHAT'S WRONG WITH THIS PICTURE?
2003
DOWN THE ROAD
2002
THE SKIFFLE SESSIONS
2000
BACK ON TOP
1999
THE PHILOSOPHERS STONE
1998
TELL ME SOMETHING
1996
HEALING GAME
1996
HOW LONG HAS THIS BEEN GOING ON?
1995
DAYS LIKE THIS
1995
A NIGHT IN SAN FRANCISCO
1994
TOO LONG IN EXILE
1993
THE BEST OF ... VOLUME 2
1993
HYMNS TO THE SILENCE
1991
THE BEST OF ... VOLUME 1
1990
ENLIGHTENMENT
1990
AVALON SUNSET
1989
IRISH HEARTBEAT
1988
POETIC CHAMPIONS COMPOSE
1987
NO GURU, NO METHOD, NO TEACHER
1986
A SENSE OF WONDER
1985
LIVE AT THE GRAND OPERA HOUSE
1984
INARTICULATE SPEECH OF THE HEART
1983
BEAUTIFUL VISION
1982
COMMON ONE
1980
INTO THE MUSIC
1979
WAVELENGTH
1978
A PERIOD OF TRANSITION
1977
IT'S TOO LATE TO STOP NOW
1974
VEEDON FLEECE
1974
HARD NOSE THE HIGHWAY
1973
SAINT DOMINIC'S PREVIEW
1972
TUPELO HONEY
1971
HIS BAND AND THE STREET CHOIR
1970
MOONDANCE
1970
ASTRAL WEEKS
1968
*IN THE GARDEN LIRICS*
The streets are always wet with rain
After a summer shower when I saw you standin'
In the garden in the garden wet with rain
You wiped the teardrops from your eye in sorrow
As we watched the petals fall down to the ground
And as I sat beside you I felt the
Great sadness that day in the garden
And then one day you came back home
You were a creature all in rapture
You had the key to your soul
And you did open that day you came back to the garden
The olden summer breeze was blowin' on your face
The light of God was shinin' on your countenance divine
And you were a violet colour as you
Sat beside your father and your mother in the garden
The summer breeze was blowin' on your face
Within your violet you treasure your summery words
And as the shiver from my neck down to my spine
Ignited me in daylight and nature in the garden
And you went into a trance
Your childlike vision became so fine
And we heard the bells inside the church
We loved so much
And felt the presence of the youth of
Eternal summers in the garden
And as it touched your cheeks so lightly
Born again you were and blushed and we touched each other lightly
And we felt the presence of the Christ
And I turned to you and I said
No Guru, no method, no teacher
Just you and I and nature
And the father in the garden
No Guru, no method, no teacher
Just you and I and nature
And the Father and the
Son and the Holy Ghost
In the garden wet with rain
No Guru, no method, no teacher
Just you and I and nature and the holy ghost
In the garden, in the garden, wet with rain
No Guru, no method, no teacher
Just you and I and nature
And the Father in the garden
WITH LOVE...
Ski jumping
Sven Hannawald
Andy Godberger
Lasse Ottesen
Nagano 1998
Wengen
Only You-Subaru
Volvo For Life
Rise To The Occasion
I can see it in your eyes
You need a friend tonight
'Cause someone broke your heart in two
You need a volunteer
To wipe away your tears
Someone who will resue you
Your whole world is tumbling down
Can't get your feet on solid ground
You're looking for someone
Someone you know, you can count on
I'll rise to the occasion
Help me through the situation
I'll be your inspiration
Yeah, I'll rise to the occasion, oh
No memories to shake
No promises to break
Just tender love and honestly
I can offer you so much
And I feel it when we touch
Maybe this was meant to be
I'm gonna share a secret with you
My heart's been broken too
I'm looking for someone
Someone I know I can count on
Take to heart this invitation
So won't you rise to the occasion
Help me through the situation
You can be my inspiration
Take to heart this invitation
Come on come on baby, ooh
Come on Buddy get with the beat
I don't know what you mean
Get with the beat - I'm a little rusty on it
Don't touch that
I know I know you gonna dig this
Pump pump pump up that bass
Dig this
Rise to the occasion
We'll get through this situation
Be each other's inspiration
I'll rise to the occasion
I'll give you real apprecation
I'll be your inspiration
An Old Story
Strange that I did not know him then,
That friend of mine!
I did not even show him then
One friendly sign;
But cursed him for the ways he had
To make me see
My envy of the praise he had
For praising me.
I would have rid the earth of him
Once, in my pride! . . .
I never knew the worth of him
Until he died.
Edwin Arlington Robinson