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...tu sve nastaje ...manje-više...

Opis bloga

...da bi netko krao od prirode, ona mora krasti njemu, inače ne bi bilo prirodno...
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..."Zar si zaboravio na igru i na smjeh? Ne smiješ zaboraviti nikad, čak ni kad stveri ne izgledaju onako kako bi želio. Osim toga, dobro znaš da će ti vrlo brzo sve biti jasno. Tako je uvijek. Čini nam se da nešto nema smisla, a već nakon nekoliko dana ili tjedana, sve se složi poput komadića slagalice. Tako će biti i ovaj put, vjeruj mi."...
(a. p. kezele: "Dupinov san")

"Mi smo tvari od koje su građeni snovi, i snovima je samo obavit karatki život naš."
(w. shakespeare)

"Život je pun beskonačnih apsurdnosti koje su ipak istinite."
(l. pirandello)

"Kad si pomislio da bi trebalo popustiti, već si doživio poraz"
(toma bebić)



"First they ignore you, then they laugh at you, then they fight you, then you win "
(mahatma gandhi)

njegova najdraža poruka:

" Stara ovako stvari
stoje da ti moram rec
samo jedanput "VOlim
te"i molimte nemoj me
sad odjebat zbog toga
samo jedanput sam
reka.nedostaješ mi
quiksilverice "

09.12.'04.

"Svijet = malo flora + malo fauna + mnogo klauna."
(opet toma... :o)

What A Wonderfull World

I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself what a wonderful world.

I see skies of blue and clouds of white
The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night
And I think to myself what a wonderful world.

The colors of the rainbow so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces of people going by
I see friends shaking hands saying how do you do
They're really saying I love you.

I hear babies crying, I watch them grow
They'll learn much more than I'll never know
And I think to myself what a wonderful world
Yes I think to myself what a wonderful world.

Louis Armstrong

***

My Way

And now, the end is here
And so I face the final curtain
My friend, I'll say it clear
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain
I've lived a life that's full
I traveled each and ev'ry highway
And more, much more than this, I did it my way

Regrets, I've had a few
But then again, too few to mention
I did what I had to do and saw it through without exemption
I planned each charted course, each careful step along the byway
And more, much more than this, I did it my way

Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew
When I bit off more than I could chew
But through it all, when there was doubt
I ate it up and spit it out
I faced it all and I stood tall and did it my way

I've loved, I've laughed and cried
I've had my fill, my share of losing
And now, as tears subside, I find it all so amusing
To think I did all that
And may I say, not in a shy way,
"Oh, no, oh, no, not me, I did it my way"

For what is a man, what has he got?
If not himself, then he has naught
To say the things he truly feels and not the words of one who kneels
The record shows I took the blows and did it my way!


Yes, it was my way

Frank Sinatra


***

Kako to inače izgleda...moja jutra...

Budin se i gledan oko sebe. Dobro je. Sve je na svom mistu. Još uvik san to ja. Sinoć je bila burna noć. Nadan se da nisan ona od jučer. Jučer mi je bilo loše. Ne virujen ni da san ona od prekjučer, nisan ni ona od prije deset godina. Ono malo, nevino dijete koje nije zanimalo ništa ružno. Sve je bilo ružičasto, na cvitiće, pčelice su letile okolo. Ma nisu pčelice, one bodu, leptirići su. Nisan više ona koja je našla djetelinu s četri lista, sad san ona koja je izguibila, a možda je baš tribala počet djelovat. Nije da san nesritna, ali... nešto mi valjda fali... je biće dvi tri litre vina i isto toliko "kole". Moš' mislit. Al', iman još nešto zajedničko s ton malon, još uvik spavan s plišanima. A žaj mi je malo, da prostiš. Bila je poprilično dobra. Šta je, je. A fali mi malo. Katkad se probudin i mislin da san još uvik ta, ili ona od prije tri godine, ali nisan. Ne kažen da san puno pametnija od njih dvi, ali... drugačija san, virujen, pozitivno. Bar tako mislin, tj. nadan se. Aj super. Ma čekaj, šta san ja ono sinoć pila? :)

***

"Život je samo sjen što luta, bajka koju idiot priča, puna buke i bjesa, a ne znači ništa."
(w. sh.)

Still

In my last years with him there were bruises
On my face
In my dawn and new day
I finally got away
But my head's all messed up and he knows
Just what to say
No more dawn and new days
I'm goin back to stay
Why say bye bye
When it only makes me cry
I still
Light up like a candle burnin when he call me up
I still
Melt down like a candle burnin everytime we touch
Oh say what you will
He does me wrong and I should be gone
I still
Be lovin you baby and it's much too much

We are goin down
Cuz you're always getting high
And your crumb and lovin
No longer get me by
Wow! It get better everytime that we get high
Then your crumbs of lovin
They somehow get me by
Why say bye bye
When it only makes me cry
I still
Light up like a candle burnin when he call me up
I still
Melt down like a candle burnin everytime we touch
Oh say what you will
He does me wrong and I should be gone
I still
Be lovin you baby and it's much too much

Can't I go my severed way?
Some rain for my sunny day
Not even one reason to say
Why?
I should've left you
Why?
I can't forgetcha baby
Why?
Ever since I mathca it's
Why?

Marcy Gray

***

Don't Know Why

I waited 'til I saw the sun
I don't know why I didn't come
I left you by the house of fun
I don't know why I didn't come

When I saw the break of day
I wished that I could fly away
Instead of kneeling in the sand
Catching teardrops in my hand

My heart is drenched in wine
You'll be on my mind
Forever

Out across the endless sea
I would die in ecstasy
But I'll be a bag of bones
Driving down the road alone

My heart is drenched in wine
But you'll be on my mind
Forever

Something has to make you run
I don't know why I didn't come
I feel as empty as a drum
I don't know why I didn't come

Norah Jones

***

In My Place

In my place, in my place,
Were lines that I couldn't change,
I was lost, oh yeah.

I was lost, I was lost,
Crossed lines I shouldn't have crossed,
I was lost, oh yeah.

And yeah, how long must you wait for it?
Yeah, how long must you pay for it?
Yeah, how long must you wait for it?

I was scared, I was scared,
Tired and under prepared,
But I wait for it.

And if you go, if you go,
Leave me down here on my own,
Then I'll wait for you, yeah.

Yeah, how long must you wait for it?
Yeah, how long must you pay for it?
Yeah, how long must you wait for it?
Oh for it

Sing it please, please, please,
Come back and sing to me,
To me, me.

Come on and sing it out, now, now.
Come on and sing it out
To me, me
Come back and sing.

In my place, in my place,
Were lines that I couldn't change,
I was lost, oh yeah.
Oh yeah.

Coldplay

***

Dry Your Eyes Ft. Chris Martin

In one single moment your whole life can turn 'round
I stand there for a minute starin’ straight into the ground
Lookin’ to the left slightly, then lookin’ back down
World feels like it’s caved in – proper sorry frown
Please let me show you where we could only just be, for us
I can change and I can grow or we could adjust
The wicked thing about us is we always have trust
We can even have an open relationship, if you must
I look at her she stares almost straight back at me
But her eyes glaze over like she’s lookin’ straight through me
Then her eyes must have closed for what seems an eternity
When they open up she’s lookin’ down at her feet

Dry your eyes mate
I know it’s hard to take but her mind has been made up
There’s plenty more fish in the sea
Dry your eyes mate
I know you want to make her see how much this pain hurts
But you’ve got to walk away now
It’s over

So then I move my hand up from down by my side
It's shakin’, my life is crashin’ before my eyes
Turn the palm of my hand up to face the skies
Touch the bottom of her chin and let out a sigh
‘Cause I can’t imagine my life without you and me
There’s things I can’t imagine doin’, things I can’t imagine seein’
It weren't supposed to be easy, surely
Please, please, I beg you please
She brings her hands up towards where my hands rested
She wraps her fingers round mine with the softness she’s blessed with
She peels away my fingers, looks at me and then gestures
By pushin’ my hand away to my chest, from hers

Dry your eyes mate
I know it’s hard to take but her mind has been made up
There’s plenty more fish in the sea
Dry your eyes mate
I know you want to make her see how much this pain hurts
But you’ve got to walk away now
It’s over

And I’m just standin’ there, I can’t say a word
‘Cause everythin’s just gone
I’ve got nothin’
Absolutely nothin’

Tryin’ to pull her close out of bare desperation
Put my arms around her tryin’ to change what she’s sayin’
Pull my head level with hers so she might engage in
Look into her eyes to make her listen again
I’m not gonna fuckin’, just fuckin’ leave it all now
‘Cause you said it'd be forever and that was your vow
And you’re gonna let our things simply crash and fall down
You’re well out of order now, this is well out of town
She pulls away, my arms are tightly clamped round her waist
Gently pushes me back and she looks at me straight
Turns around so she’s now got her back to my face
Takes one step forward, looks back, and then walks away

Dry your eyes mate
I know it’s hard to take but her mind has been made up
There’s plenty more fish in the sea
Dry your eyes mate
I know you want to make her see how much this pain hurts
But you’ve got to walk away now
It’s over

I know in the past I’ve found it hard to say
Tellin’ you things, but not tellin’ straight
But the more I pull on your hand and say
The more you pull away

Dry your eyes mate
I know it’s hard to take but her mind has been made up
There’s plenty more fish in the sea
Dry your eyes mate
I know you want to make her see how much this pain hurts
But you’ve got to walk away now.

The Streets

***

No, woman, no cry

No, woman, no cry;
No, woman, no cry;
No, woman, no cry;
No, woman, no cry.

'Cause - 'cause - 'cause I remember when a we used to sit
In a government yard in Trenchtown,
Oba - obaserving the 'ypocrites - yeah! -
Mingle with the good people we meet, yeah!
Good friends we have, oh, good friends we have lost
Along the way, yeah!
In this great future, you can't forget your past;
So dry your tears, I seh. Yeah!

No, woman, no cry;
No, woman, no cry. Eh, yeah!
A little darlin', don't shed no tears:
No, woman, no cry. Eh!

Said - said - said I remember when we used to sit
In the government yard in Trenchtown, yeah!
And then Georgie would make the fire lights,
I seh, logwood burnin' through the nights, yeah!
Then we would cook cornmeal porridge, say,
Of which I'll share with you, yeah!
My feet is my only carriage
And so I've got to push on through.
Oh, while I'm gone,
Everything's gonna be all right!
Everything's gonna be all right!
Everything's gonna be all right, yeah!
Everything's gonna be all right!
Everything's gonna be all right-a!
Everything's gonna be all right!
Everything's gonna be all right, yeah!
Everything's gonna be all right!

So no, woman, no cry;
No, woman, no cry.
I seh, O little - O little darlin', don't shed no tears;
No, woman, no cry, eh.

No, woman - no, woman - no, woman, no cry;
No, woman, no cry.
One more time I got to say:
O little - little darlin', please don't shed no tears;
No, woman, no cry.

Bob Marley

***

Supergirl

You can tell by the way
She walks that she's my girl
You can tell by the way she talks she rules the world
You can see in her eyes that no one is her Chi
She's my girl my Supergirl

And then she'd say it's OK I got lost on the way
But I'm a Supergirl and Supergirls don't cry
And she'd say it's allright I got home late last night
But I'm a Supergirl and Supergirls just fly
And then she'd say that nothing can go wrong

When you're in love what can go wrong
And then she'd laugh the night time into the day
Pushing her fears further along

And then she'd say it's OK I got lost on the way
But I'm a Supergirl and Supergirls don't cry
And she'd say it's allright I got home late last night
But I'm a Supergirl and Supergirls just fly
Then she'd shout down the line tell me she's got no more time
Cause she's a Supergirl and Supergirls don't hide

Then she'd scream in my face tell me to leave leave this place
Cause she's a Supergirl and Supergirls just fly
She's a Supergirl a Supergirl

She's sowing seeds she's burning trees
She's sowing seeds she's burning trees
She's a Supergirl a Supergirl
A Supergirl my Supergirl

Reamonn

***

Creep

When you were here before, couldn't look in your eye
You're just like an angel, your skin makes me cry
You float like a feather
In a beautiful world
I wish I was special
You're so FUCKIN' special

But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here

I don't care if it hurts, I want to have control
I want a perfect body, I want a perfect soul
I want you to notice, when I'm not around
You're so FUCKIN' special
I wish I was special

But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here, ohhh ohhhh

She's running out the door....
She's running out, she run, run, run, run....run....

Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
You're so FUCKIN' special
I wish I was special
But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here
I don't belong here

Radiohead

***

Porcelain

In my dreams I'm dying all the time,
Then I wake its kaleidoscopic mind.
I never meant to hurt you,
I never meant to lie.
So this is goodbye,
This is goodbye.

Tell the truth, You've never wanted me
Tell me..

In my dreams I'm jealous all the time,
When I wake I'm going out of my mind.
Going out of my mind...

Moby

***

Crazy

I remember when, I remember, I remember when I lost my mind
There was something so pleasant about that place.
Even your emotions had an echo
In so much space

And when you're out there
Without care,
Yeah, I was out of touch
But it wasn't because I didn't know enough
I just knew too much

Does that make me crazy
Does that make me crazy
Does that make me crazy
Possibly

And I hope that you are having the time of your life
But think twice
That's my only advice

Come on now, who do you, who do you, who do you, who do you think you are
Ha ha ha bless your soul
You really think you're in control

Well, I think you're crazy
I think you're crazy
I think you're crazy
Just like me

My heroes had the heart to lose their lives out on a limb
And all I remember Is thinking, I want to be like them
Ever since I was little, ever since I was little it only looked like fun
And it's no coincidence I've come
And I can die when I'm done

But maybe I'm crazy
Maybe you're crazy
Maybe we're crazy
Probably

Gnarls Barkley

***

Everybody's Changing


You say you wander your own land
But when I think about it
I don't see how you can
You're aching, you're breaking
And I can see the pain in your eyes
Says everybody's changing
And I don't know why

So little time
Try to understand that I'm
Trying to make a move just to stay in the game
I try to stay awake and remember my name
But everybody's changing
And I don't feel the same

You're gone from here
And soon you will disappear
Fading into beautiful light
Cause everybody's changing
And I don't feel right

So little time
Try to understand that I'm
Trying to make a move just to stay in the game
I try to stay awake and remember my name
But everybody's changing
And I don't feel the same

So little time
Try to understand that I'm
Trying to make a move just to stay in the game
I try to stay awake and remember my name
But everybody's changing
And I don't feel the same

Keane

What A Wonderful World...

utorak, 30.09.2008.

Jesenska melankolija ... uživam

ponedjeljak, 03.03.2008.

! Jel moguće da ljubav prema nekom osjetiš nakon šta tu osobu izgubiš? Da ljubomoru, ali pravu pravcatu ljubomoru tek kasnije osjetiš? Da zapravo gajiš snažne osjećaje prema nekoj osobi koja ti je davno predstavljala predmet, igračku? Prema osobi koja ti je služila samo da bi drugu osobu zaboravila? Ili samo želiš je još jednom iskoristit, pokazat joj da je želiš u potpunosti, da joj drugi nisu potrebni, samo ti i onda je opet odbacit kao i svakog puta? Zar ja sad razmišljam o toj osobi i pokušavam pronaći način kako je ponvno navest na krivi put ili mi pak fali prava ljubav? Možda to neko vrijeme? Ili želim vratit još ono neko vrijeme prije toga, dovast sebe u situaciju kad više ne znam šta želim, šta mi je potrebno, kuda? Sigurno mi nedostaje to vrime igrica, skrivanja... ono vrime kad se nije znalo ko koga jebe i ko će koga da zajebe! Ma tad mi nije značija ništa, niti mi sad znači, samo iman potrebu bit s njim, imat ga i ono... kad ti traži onu pusu na "oproštaju od divne večeri" reć u čudu: "A šta smo ti i ja?!", izać iz auta i otić ne osvrčući se na tu večer. Fali mi to. Fali mi da buden opet ona bezobrazna, bezosjećajna kučka koja ima svakoga koga želi, koja ostavlja svakoga i koju svaki želi, a samo je rijetki mogu imat. Istina, neki će reć da je to samo jedna od mojih krinka i da san ja daleko od toga, ali taj osjećaj... To nešto je nezamjenjivo. Takvo punjenje ega ti ne može nitko priuštit ako ga sam sebi ne dopustiš. I onda na trenutak staneš, promisliš kako je od toga nešto moglo izać, kako se ljubav mogla "rodit", onako rastužiš se lagano. Onda uzmeš cigaretu, zapališ je i boli te kurac za sve živo, a naročito za osobu od pet minuta ranije svjesna da će se to isto ponovit. Ali i dalje ne znan šta sad. Jel on meni triba sada? "I need you so much, I need you so much... You touch my body special places..." I ništa više od toga. Kakva ljubav? Šta je to uopće? Jesan li ja ikad ikoga volila? Ali istina je da mislin o njemu, da razmišljan o onome šta smo imali. Čak i onome kako san ja dopuštala njemu da on misli da on mene gazi, da me lomi svaki puta kad se rastanemo. Kad malo bolje promislin, ko zna šta bi bilo da san ja njemu u nekom trenutku pokazala da to nije tako. Da san mu rekla da to ne može tako, da on i ja moramo bit mi da bi se to nastavilo. Bi li onda bili skupa? Heh! Smije mi se kad na to promislim. Prestrašna kombinacija. Ubojita! Bilo bi tu više mržnje nego ljubavi. Natjecanje, čisto natjecanje i ništa više. Istina je da je to sve skupa ostalo neriješeno i da su upitnici oko glave, ali kužim da se kaje za neke stvari koje meni ništa ne predstavljaju osim "sigurnosti" kad zagusti. Ko bi reka, ha? I želim o tome razgovarat s njim. Ako bi to na razgovoru samo ostalo. Nikad se ne zna. A mene čisto zaboli kurac!

četvrtak, 14.02.2008.

Glupo mi je ovo ovako. Mogli smo proć i bez ovoga. Pokušaj "uljepšavanja" svega je završija nikako. Sve se sjebalo. Predugo ovo traje da bi sad naglo prestalo. Znam da ne može polako. Zapravo je ovakvo što jedini način. Ali ja to ne želim. Niti malo. I tužna san. I straj me da će sve nestat. Da će ovo vrime koje je već sada potrošeno bez ikakvog cilja bit potpuno besmisleno. Ne bi to tila. Upoznali smo se i zbližili i imamo nešto čudno, neshvatljivo i nama i drugima... Ma drugi nisu bitni. Lomi me isto koliko i tebe, ali u onom trenutku kad san pomislila da ću se morat probudit pored tebe... Ne, nisan toliko jaka. Niti ću ikad bit. Ne mogu si taj luksuz priuštit. I moran bit sebična jer ćeš me u suprotnom slomit ko niko do sad. Nevjerojatno je kako bi se brzo navikla, a šta bi trajalo, dan... Dva? Nije mi "zid" toliko čvrst. Već si ga lagano razrušija. Ne znam zašto se sad ovako osjećan. Pokušavan prekinit nešto čega nema. Ali ima. Ima i previše. Na trenutak promislin, da mi je vrime vratit, onda opet ne bi jer... Ma zavolila san te. Ne znan je li to tebe ili ovo ili to šta san te upoznala. Ili možda pak to šta znan da misliš na mene, prečesto i taj osjećaj sa kojim san sigurna da me nećeš lako moć zaboravit. To šta san u tebi mogla vidit nešto šta drugi nisu. Šta si mi pokaza jednu drugu stranu sebe. Možda ono šta san ja pokazala tebi, šta san bila dovoljno jaka i rekla ti neke stvari. Spasila bi se kad bi znala šta ja zapravo osjećan i šta želin od toga. Je li želin tebe samo za sebe ili te i dalje želin dilit? NE znan. Pogubila san se u toj ciloj priči i tila bi ti pokazat koliko mi je krivo zbog nekih stvari šta san ti govorila zadnjih dana, zbog onog šta nisan mogla ispunit, zbog toga šta je sve propalo. Možda je ovo opet neka prolazna kriza koja se počela ponavljat malo češće. No, i to je iz nekog razloga za koji nismo mislili da će postojat. I tila bi da znaš da san se naplakala ova dva dana. Nije samo zbog tebe, ali je tvoj utjecaj ipak bija presudan. Najjači. Kako god... Ako te izgubin, bit će mi teško. I bit ću tužna. I to puno, puno, ali kad taj dio prođe, bit ću sritna šta san te upoznala. Šta san veliki dio tebe imala u svome životu. Jedino čega me strah je da se u meni ne probudi dišpet. Sad dok ovo traje. A nije ni da ga ti nemaš. Gubila san i više zbog dišpeta. I uvik se kajen. Laviću... E...

utorak, 08.01.2008.

Ajde prestani to radit šta danas cili dan radiš. Lipo te molin. Ne, ne pravi se glup, znaš o čemu pričan. Je, istina, postala san ti svakodnevica. I ti si meni. I šta sad? Ne možemo to sad tako lako prominit. Gle, ne ide ti to tako. Znan da cili dan misliš na mene i da želiš napravit ono šta san ja danas napravila i napravija si to valjda mahinalno, ali ovo šta sad činiš ti ne uspjeva jer san ja i dalje tu. Znaš da u borbama uvik gubimo. A i sigurno te zanima jesan li danas pila čaj? E, tako mi je super to kod tebe. I sad ti misliš da se ja cili dan grizen zašto ti to radiš, ali ne grizen jer znan da ćeš doć zato šta ne možeš izdržat i zato šta ne možeš spavat i zato šta ti jednostavno falin. Ma daj si priznaj više da si zagriza udicu. Pa nije to sramota k vragu! Ne znamo se od jučer. Ej!? I šta sad? Ha? Šta ćemo dalje. Prvo, znaš šta sve moraš sredit i da ti je to najbitnije i pomoć ću ti jer san ti obećala. Ali, jednom ću tražit da mi to vratiš. I kad ja to zatražin nema odbijanja. Ne bi bilo fer prema meni. I znaš, žaj mi je, iskreno mi je žaj šta to sve moraš prolazit i ono dok si mi sinoć objašnjava neke stvari san skužila da si i ti očigledno jedan od onih, ali ja stvarno ništa nisan forsirala. Zapravo... Kad malo bolje razmislin, napravila san isto ko i one prije. He! Tek mi je sad jasno... Jebemu! I ono šta si sinoć reka da mene ne kriviš san sigurna da nije tako. Nema teorije da ti u nekom trenutku kad po ne znan koju put u danu promisliš na mene ne promisliš i na to isto i da me u tom trenutku ne zamrziš. Nema šanse jer i ja to isto napravin. I super mi je kod tebe... Hahahaha... Ma ne, to neću napisat. Glupo izgleda tu na ekranu. I šta sad? Da ja i dalje čekan ili da oden spavat. Sinoć san prvi put zaspala prije tebe. I ne znan jesi li ti uopće spava. Ajde, ajde, sve će bit u redu. Nema straha. I za ono ćemo smislit nešto pametno, osim ako ne skreneš malo s puta :) Ljubim! Btw. Ovo san napisala samo zato šta je svira U2 i With or without you...

ponedjeljak, 31.12.2007.

Adio 2oo7! Da, da, doša je i taj dan. Napisala bi šta sad trenutno radin, zapravo di pišen ovaj post al mi je malo neugodno. :) Eh! Da se svega sitit. Prolazi nam danas i ova godinica. 2oo7! I mogla bi slobodno reć „Već?!“ Evo mi i susidi bacaju petarde u dvor. Strašno! S obziron da to već puno godina radin, točnije od kad san bila mala, mala, red je da i o ovoj napišen nešto, osvrt kako bi se reklo. Malo san izgubila smisao za pisanje. A i iskreno, ne pada mi ništa napamet sad. Valjda trema i te šeme. Sve u svemu, ova je godinica bila jako, jako dobra. Bar meni. A virujen i mnogim mojim bliskim osobama. Baš razmišljan kako mi je lipo prošla, bila je baš ispunjena. Svaki se tren nešto bitno događalo. Nije bilo puno suza ka i onu prije, ali ih je isto bilo. Bilo je puno svega! I nekako… Kockice su mi se posložile. A mislin da san i zaslužila. Ne zato šta san bila dobra (to nikad nisan), već zato šta san stvarno onu prije prolila suza i suza i sve je bilo nešto tužno i ružno i napatila san se, stvarno jesan… Ove san godine dobila puno. Neke stvari san očekivala, neke nisan. Svi oni ljudi s kojima nisan bila u baš najboljim odnosima san to sredila. Povratila san si bluetooth veze i nj! i rakete. Od nekih starih san se oprostila. Bilo je vrime. Dobila san i neke nove koje mi sad znače puno. Onda, istina da san malo sjebala godinu na faxu, al ono… Boli me neka stvarčica. Valjda ću ga završit. Ako ne, upisat ću drugi. Vjerojatno u metropoli. Ili pak u Japanu. Nikad se ne zna! Pa onda… Lito je bilo super. Čak san i na Lastovu bila (napokon), tamo proživila avanturu koja je neponovljiva. Mislin, to mogu napravit samo dvi tuke ka ja i Iva koju btw. sad čekan da dođe pa da idemo proslavit „ćaobao stara“ i „na dobro nam došla nova“. Onda… Pogledaj, sad mi ništa ne pada na pamet… A da ono, napunila san ego maksimalno. Više od ovoga ne mogu. Mislin da san i se i zaljubila ove godine, ali nisan sigurna. Valjda! Ne bi da ja to mogu znat. To mi mogu samo reć ljudi oko mene, a oni potvrđuju tako da… Ma ko će in virovat. Onda, saznala san da iman best m8a kojeg više ne mogu organski podnit i ono, sere mi se na samu pomisao njega, a toliko san patila za njim… Postala san ljubavnica, dobila san malog buraza i tako ka ono nešto sitno „provolila“ malu dičicu. Ma nisan, zajebajen se. I dalje iman strah od njih i da prostiš, gade mi se. Popila san tolitre alkohola, naročito zadnjih par dana. Hm?! E da, zamalo san izginila. Da, da i tako se moglo saznat za moju aferu i mogla san bit u novinama i postala bi heroj ulice, grada i države, dobila proznanje, al eto! nisan. Baš šteta, jel da? Saznala san neke stvari koje su me potresle, ali san ih sebi predočila u najboljem mogućem smislu. A žaj mi je ono, izgubila san jednu osobu s kojom san mislila da san bliska, a to je u biti sve bila neka glupa obmana i ja san bila mlada i zelena i kurca nisan kužila. Al eto… Žaj mi je šta se toj osobi ne mogu više javit, čestitat Novu na kraju krajeva. E da, dobila san posal, skužila šta je odgovornost, bla, bla, barila frajere… A šta ja znan više. Valjda je to više-manje to. Valjda?! I da, mislin da san se malo opametila, ali san i dalje „savršeno vrckavo stvorenje“! :) I eto… Ajme stvarno san sritna! Super mi je bila ova godina. Stvarno je. I svako ko je malo bliži sa mnon to može dobro znat. Često to i ponavljan! A lipi moji, šta da više kažen… Stojte mi dobro i sve najbolje u Novoj! Živili!!! Btw. Na weceu jea bejb! :D

ponedjeljak, 06.08.2007.

I gave you all the love I got I gave you more than I could give I gave you love I gave you all that I have inside And you took my love You took my love Didn't I tell you What I believe Did somebody say that A love like that won't last Didn't I give you All that I've got to give baby I gave you all the love I got I gave you more than I could give I gave you love I gave you all that I have inside And you took my love You took my love I keep crying I keep trying for you There's nothing like you and I baby This is no ordinary love No ordinary Love This is no ordinary love No ordinary Love When you came my way You brightened every day With your sweet smile Didn't I tell you What I believe Did somebody say that A love like that won't last Didn't I give you All that I've got to give baby This is no ordinary love No ordinary Love This is no ordinary love No ordinary Love I keep crying I keep trying for you There's nothing like you and I baby This is no ordinary love No ordinary Love This is no ordinary love No ordinary Love Keep trying for you Keep crying for you Keep flying for you Keep flying I'm falling I'm falling Keep trying for you Keep crying for you Keep flying for you Keep flying for you I'm falling I'm falling

četvrtak, 12.07.2007.

I remember... Fali mi stari stan, večeri u mojoj sobi na četrnaestom katu, chillout mjuza, svitlo starog monitora... Na njemu uvik neki zanimljivi skrinsejver. Pogled kroz prozor. Lito u sobi, naročito kad bi bilo malo friško, kad bi sila na ponistru, izbacila noge kroz ogradu i gledala. Kako san obožavala taj osjećaj kad mi noge visile... Baš mi fali. I svi oni filmovi koji bi mi se vrtili po glavi. Ono vrime kad san bezbrižno tamo sidila za kompon surfajući po netu, kad san pisala blog. I telefon u sobi. I dugi, dugi kasnovečernji razgvori s Borison, razglabanje o kraju školske godine, o upisu na fax, o... njemu. Sitin ga se i sad, čak i češće, ali ne onako ka prije. Onaj moj ormar u kojem je bilo više smeća nego korisnih stvari :) I mirisni štapići. I susidi u zgradama nasuprot. Kad se samo sitin onih vrućih litnjih večeri kad još nisu svi imali klime pa su izlazili na ponistre. Neki su utiho čakulali sa susidima, neki su se pokušavali razladit, a neki bi samo došli zapalit cigaretu, dvi prije spavanja. Bila san kraljica četrnaestog kata. Nikoga oko mene nije bilo. Ne brinite, provjeravala san kad bi došla kriza :) A popodne kad bi se vitar već kala i kad bi sunce počelo zlazit. Niko nije ima lipši pogled od mene. Fali mi taj stan neopisivo. Više od ičega. Fali mi moje doma... Ne mogu reć da mi je ovde loše, ali nije to to. Iman prozor, ali pogled nije isti. Iman komp, ali nije to moj Mikica. I neman ljulje isprid kuće na kojima je uvik neko bija. Neman Vidru, Ljepoticu, Maju u kužini u Kineskom... Neman ni moju kužinu u kojoj se uvik kuvala manistra na pome u nekim nebuloznim urama posli tuluma. "Pali-gasi svitlo. Vidin te! Sad ja. Jel me vidiš?" I neman više dnevni s onin kaučon šta je ima rupu u sredini i sa klaviron koji je u zadnje vrime kupija prašini. I stara soba. I mali zahod :) A jebi ga... Kad tad sve izgubiš...