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'remember, remember
the fifth of november
the gunpowder, treason and plot.
i know of no reason
why the gunpowder treason
should ever be forgot'

v for vendetta


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jedna rječ je dovoljna: autobiografijaanthonykiedisa
heh
mdaa

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porcelain
rhcp

Porcelain
Are you wasting away in your skin
Are you missing the love of your kin
Drifting and floating and fading away

Porcelain
Do you smile like a girl when you smile
Can you bare not to share with your child
Drifting and floating and fading away

Little lune
All day
Little lune

Porcelain
Do you carry the moon in your womb
Someone said that you're fading too soon
Drifting and floating and fading away

Porcelain
Are you wasting away in your skin
Are you missing the love of your kin
Nodding and melting and fading away

Little lune
All day
Little lune

Little lune
All day
Little lune


coffee shop
rhcp

I am just a lousy burn
Searching for the unknown crumb
The crumb the crumb
Something or someone to come
Come along illuminate my lust
Combust
Confucius might have been confused
And Buddha might have blown a fuse
Jooze the muse

Meet me at the coffee shop
We can dance like Iggy Pop
Another go in the parking lot
Frewak the cheek on your hotspot

Back and forth my body's jerking
Will to thrill will not stop working
Work and work
I'll take you on a honeymoon
Jumping on a bed in a hotel room
The room the groom

Meet me at the coffee shop
We can dance like Iggy Pop (2x)
Another go in the parking lot
Frewak the cheek on your hotspot

zakon mi je ta pjesma


good times boys
rhcp
indeed it may seem that we have strange ways
but we do it with compassion and don't believe in age
travel round the world gettin naked on the stage
bustin' people out of their everyday cage
we like to think we make a sad man happy
and we like to make proud our mammy and our pappy
funky young kings we sing of truth and soul
we're the modern day braves with one strong hold
through the world of song our boldness is exposed
i'm talkin' 'bout my buddy's funk it up fishbone
good good time boys make me feel good
give me good times yea yea yea yea
good good time boys make me feel good
give me good times yea yea yea yea
our devotion to emotion is more than evident
to the minds that are open it's you we represent
we hope you have enjoyed the time that you have spent
one day the good time boys that might jest be president
like a pack of mad hatters who come from outer space
our swinging's gonna shatter every stone cold face
now you may not know the exact reason why
a band commands attention from the mountains and the sky

makin' more that money more than money can buy
i stop! and take a listen to the monsters try
good good time boys make me feel good
give me good times yea yea yea yea
good good time boys make me feel good
give me good times yea yea yea yea
if you don't believe me you can ask john doe
'cause his heart is made of glory and his voice is made of gold
he'll tell you in a minute about the men he knows
he'll tell you 'bout the band called fire hose
to those of you who doubt the nature of our spirit
we play it out loud for everyone to hear it
building up our brains with the supernatural powers
we take it from the trees and the mighty watts towers
aim the flame of freedom at the lames and sours
we're the best of the west and the west is ours
good good time boys make me feel good
give me good times yea yea yea yea
good good time boys make me feel good
give me good times yea yea yea yea
good good time boys make me feel good
give me good times yea yea yea yea
good good time boys make me feel good
give me good times yea yea yea yea


...
death of a martian
rhcp

Bear paws and rascal power
Watching us in your garage
Big girl you ate the neighbor
The nova is over
Wake up and play
Balleradio
Make room for Clara's bare feet]
The love of a Martian

Tick tock and waiting for the meteor
This clock is opening another door

Lots of love just keep it comin'
Making something out of nothin'
These are the best that I
I don't know how to say
Losin' what I love today
These are the best that I
Lots of love just keep it comin'
Making something out of nothin'
These are the best that I
I don't know [what] to say
[Lookin'] what I lost today
And these are the things that I

Blood flowers in the kitchen
Signing off and winding down
This martain ends her mission
The nova is over
She caught the ball
By the mission bell
Chase lizards bark at donkeys
The love of a martian

Let's bow our head
And let the trumpets blow
Our girl is gone
God bless her little soul

Lots of love just keep it comin'
Making something out of nothin'
These are the best that I
I don't know how to say
Losin' what I love today
These are the best that I
Lots of love just keep it comin'
Making something out of nothin'
These are the best that I
I don't know what to say
[Lookin'] what I lost today
And these are the things that I

She's got a sword in case though this is not her lord in case the one who can't afford to face her image is restored to grace. Disappeared. No trace. Musky tears. Suitcase. The down turn brave little burncub bearcareless turnip snare rampages pitch color pages...down and out but not in Vegas. Disembarks and disengages. No loft. Sweet pink canary cages plummet pop dewskin fortitude for the sniffing black noses that snort and allude to dangling trinkets that mimic the dirt cough go drink its. It's for you. Blue battered naval town slip kisses delivered by duck muscles and bottlenosed grifters arrive in time to catch the late show. It's a beehive barrel race. A shehive stare and chase wasted feature who tried and failed to reach her. Embossed beneath a box in the closet that's lost. The kind that you find when you mind your own business. Shiv sister to the quickness before it blisters into the newmorning milk blanket. Your ilk is funny to the turnstyle touch bunny whose bouquet set a course for bloom without decay. get your broom and sweep the echoes of yesternights fallen freckles...away...
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rhcp
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freaky styley
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uplift
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mother's milk
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blood sugar
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one hot minute
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californication
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btw
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stadium...
...
nd ostalo-live in hyde park, what hits,out in LA, greatest hits, the abbey road EP,...itd


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fortune faded
rhcp

They say in chess you've got to kill the queen and then you've made it.
Oh I, do you
A funny thing, the king who gets himself assassinated.
Hey now, every time I lose
Altitude

You took a town by storm the mess you made was nominated.
Oh I, do you
Now put away your welcome soon you'll find you've overstayed it.
Hey now, every time I lose
Altitude
So divine
Hell of an Elevator
All the while my fortune faded
Never mind, the consequences of the crime this time my fortune faded.

The medicated state of mind
You'll find is overrated.
Oh I, do you
You saw it all come down and now it's time to imitate it.
Hey now, every time I lose.
Altitude

So divine
Hell of an Elevator
All the while my fortune faded
Never mind, the consequences of the crime this time my fortune faded.

Come on God do I seem bulletproof?

So divine
Hell of an Elevator
All the while my fortune faded
Never mind, the consequences of the crime this time my fortune faded.

So divine
Hell of an Elevator
All the while my fortune faded
Never mind, the consequences of the crime this time my fortune faded.

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The Partisan
Leonard Cohen

When they poured across the border
I was cautioned to surrender,
This i could not do;
I took my gun and vanished.

I have changed my name so often,
I've lost my wife and children
But i have many friends,
And some of them are with me.

An old woman gave us shelter,
Kept us hidden in the garret,
Then the soldiers came;
She died without a whisper.

There were three of us this morning
I'm the only one this evening
But i must go on;
The frontiers are my prison.

Oh, the wind, the wind is blowing,
Through the graves the wind is blowing,
Freedom soon will come;
Then we'll come from the shadows.

Les allemands étaient chez moi,
Ils me disent, signe-toi,
Mais je n'ai pas peur;
J'ai repris mon âme.

[the germans were at my home
They said, "sign yourself"
But i am not afraid
I have retaken my soul.]

J'ai changé cent fois de nom,
J'ai perdu femme et enfants
Mais j'ai tant d'amis;
J'ai la France entičre.

[i've changed names a hundred times
I have lost wife and children
But i have so many friends
I have all of france]

Un vieil homme dans un grenier
Pour la nuit nous a caché,
Les allemands l'ont pris;
Il est mort sans surprise.

[an old man, in an attic
Hid us for the night
The germans captured him
He died without surprise.]

Oh, the wind, the wind is blowing,
Through the graves the wind is blowing,
Freedom soon will come;
Then we'll come from the shadows




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the man who sold the world
david bowie,, nirvana obradila,, jako lijepa pjesma

We passed upon the stairs, we spoke of was and when
Although I wasn't there, he said I was his friend
Which came as a surprise I spoke into his eyes
I thought you died alone, a long long time ago

Oh no, not me
I never lost control
You're face to face
With the Man Who Sold The World

I laughed and shook his hand, and made my way back home
I searched a foreign land, for years and years I roamed
I gazed a gazely stare, we walked a million years
we must have died alone, a long long time ago

Who knows? not me
we never lost control
You're face to face
With the Man who Sold the World

Who knows? not me
we never lost control
You're face to face
With the Man who Sold the World


cigaro
soad

My cock is much bigger than yours,
My cock can walk right through the door
With a feeling so pure..
It's got you screaming back for more.

Cool, in denial
We're the cruel regulators smoking
CIGARO CIGARO CIGAR
Cool, in denial
We're the cruel regulators smoking
CIGARO CIGARO CIGAR

My shit stinks much better than yours,
My shit stinks right down through the floor.
With a feeling so pure,
It's got you coming back for more.

Cool, in denial
We're the cruel regulators smoking
CIGARO CIGARO CIGAR
Cool, in denial
We're the cruel regulators smoking
CIGARO CIGARO CIGAR
Cool, in denial
We're the cruel regulators smoking
CIGARO CIGARO CIGAR
Cool, in denial
We're the cruel regulators smoking
CIGARO CIGARO CIGAR

Can't you see that I love my cock?
Can't you see that you love my cock?
Can't you see that we love my cock?

We're the regulators that de-regulate
We're the animators that de-animate
We're the propagators of all genocide
Burning through the world's resources, then we turn and hide

Cool, in denial
We're the cruel regulators smoking
CIGARO CIGARO CIGAR
Cool, in denial
We're the cruel regulators smoking
CIGARO CIGARO CIGAR

We're the regulators that de-regulate
We're the animators that de-animate

Cool, in denial
We're the cruel regulators smoking
CIGARO CIGARO CIGAR
Cool, in denial
We're the cruel regulators smoking
CIGARO CIGARO CIGAR

My cock is much bigger than yours,
My cock can walk right through the door
With a feeling so pure..
It's got you screaming back for more!




pjevajte nešto ljubavno
hladno pivo

Godine provedene, zakopani ispod zemlje
Postali smo skupina svirajućih zombija.
U birtiji poslije treće, Tedy rezigniran reče:
"Momci, ne želim dovijek' biti podrumski čovjek."

S vremenom sve smo tiši,
Slijede prvi kompromisi.
Otud samo korak, dva,
Do početka poraza

Pjevajte nešto ljubavno,
Sigurno, tiho, sterilno
Pjevajte nešto ljubavno,
Klinke svršavaju na to.

Prodali smo čak i muda,
Al' sviramo zato svuda.
Terase, festivali,
Više smeća, lova veća.

Slusaju nas curice
Penzioneri i bakice.
I svi umni invalidi,
Senilni i gluhonjemi.

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pitala si me...
hladno pivo

Pitala si me zašto tvoje ime
nikad ne provlačim kroz rime
zašto ga nikad ne ukrasim metaforama krasnim
pa da se time hvališ kolegicama s posla

Ma nema šanse, nema tih para
da mi ikad budeš dio repertoara
pa da tvoje ime pjevuši ko stigne
da si svako tek tako na brzinu puni tišine

Mislim da bih razbio gitaru
da čujem da te fućkaju na pisoaru
da me jednog dana gledaš poniženo
iz kuta dućana gdje je sve u pola sniženo

Ova pjesma o tebi koja si mi sve na svijetu
ovaj pokušaj da kažem neizrecivo
nikad se neće naći na nekom CD-u
imati naslov, cijenu i bar kod

Zar da radio voditelj kreštava glasa
preko naše himne traži vlasnike pasa
da se cereka, i kao dobra je zeka
u svaki jebeni singl ubaci ti džingl.

Nista nije sveto,
sve je bruto i neto,
sve je zabava.

Bitno da nešto svira za žedna uha
da nikog ne dira dok pere il' kuha
da narodu skrati onih osam sati
i da lijepo stane među dvije reklame

Ova pjesma o tebi koja si mi sve na svijetu
ovaj pokušaj da kažem neizrecivo
nikad se neće naći na nekom CD-u
imati naslov, cijenu i bar kod

Pitala si me zašto tvoje ime
nikad ne provlačim kroz rime
zašto ga nikad ne ukrasim metaforama krasnim
pa da se time hvališ kolegicama s posla

...ta mi je predivna...:)


bohemian rhapsody
queen

Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide
No escape from reality
Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and see
I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy
Because I'm easy come, easy go
A little high, little low
Anyway the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me, to me

Mama, just killed a man
Put a gun against his head
Pulled my trigger, now he's dead
Mama, life had just begun
But now I've gone and thrown it all away
Mama, ooo
Didn't mean to make you cry
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters

Too late, my time has come
Sends shivers down my spine
Body's aching all the time
Goodbye everybody - I've got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
Mama, ooo - (anyway the wind blows)
I don't want to die
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all

Guitar Solo

I see a little silhouetto of a man
Scaramouch, scaramouch will you do the fandango?
Thunderbolts and lightning - very very frightening me
Gallileo, Gallileo,
Gallileo, Gallileo,
Gallileo Figaro - magnifico

But I'm just a poor boy and nobody loves me
He's just a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life from his monstrosity
Easy come easy go - will you let me go
Bismillah! No - we will not let you go - let him go
Bismillah! We will not let you go - let him go
Bismillah! We will not let you go - let me go
Will not let you go - let me go (never)
Never let you go - let me go
Never let me go - ooo
No, no, no, no, no, no, no -
Oh mama mia, mama mia, mama mia let me go
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me
for me
for me
for me

Guitar Solo

So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye
So you think you can love me and leave me to die
Oh baby - can't do this to me baby
Just gotta get out - just gotta get right outta here

Guitar Solo

Ooh yeah, ooh yeah
Nothing really matters
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters - nothing really matters to me

Any way the wind blows...

:(

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'from the eternal sea he rises
casting armies on either shore
turning man against his brother
until man exists no more'




beat on the brat
the ramones

Beat on the brat Beat on the brat Beat on the brat with a baseball bat
Oh yeah, oh yeah, uh-oh

Beat on the brat Beat on the brat Beat on the brat with a baseball bat
Oh yeah, oh yeah, uh-oh Oh yeah, oh yeah, uh-oh

What can you do? What can you do?
With a brat like that always on your back What can you (lose?)

What can you do? What can you do?
With a brat like that always on your back What can you (lose?) lose?
(AT THE BEGINNING)

nije baš nešto dubokoumna, al zakon pjesma

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get up, stand up
bob marley

Get up, stand up: stand up for your rights!
Get up, stand up: stand up for your rights!
Get up, stand up: stand up for your rights!
Get up, stand up: don't give up the fight!

Preacherman, don't tell me,
Heaven is under the earth.
I know you don't know
What life is really worth.
It's not all that glitters is gold;
'Alf the story has never been told:
So now you see the light, eh!
Stand up for your rights. Come on!

Get up, stand up: stand up for your rights!
Get up, stand up: don't give up the fight!
Get up, stand up: stand up for your rights!
Get up, stand up: don't give up the fight!

Most people think,
Great God will come from the skies,
Take away everything
And make everybody feel high.
But if you know what life is worth,
You will look for yours on earth:
And now you see the light,
You stand up for your rights. Jah!

Get up, stand up! (Jah, Jah!)
Stand up for your rights! (Oh-hoo!)
Get up, stand up! (Get up, stand up!)
Don't give up the fight! (Life is your right!)
Get up, stand up! (So we can't give up the fight!)
Stand up for your rights! (Lord, Lord!)
Get up, stand up! (Keep on struggling on!)
Don't give up the fight! (Yeah!)

We sick an' tired of-a your ism-skism game -
Dyin' 'n' goin' to heaven in-a Jesus' name, Lord.
We know when we understand:
Almighty God is a living man.
You can fool some people sometimes,
But you can't fool all the people all the time.
So now we see the light (What you gonna do?),
We gonna stand up for our rights! (Yeah, yeah, yeah!)

So you better:
Get up, stand up! (In the morning! Git it up!)
Stand up for your rights! (Stand up for our rights!)
Get up, stand up!
Don't give up the fight! (Don't give it up, don't give it up!)
Get up, stand up! (Get up, stand up!)
Stand up for your rights! (Get up, stand up!)
Get up, stand up! ( ... )
Don't give up the fight! (Get up, stand up!)
Get up, stand up! ( ... )
Stand up for your rights!
Get up, stand up!
Don't give up the fight! /fadeout/

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Molim vas, pomozite Zeki!!!
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(O.o)
(> <)
Ovo je Gothik - Sado Mazo - Zeko. Kopirajte ga na svoj blog i tako mu pomognite na njegovom putu do World Domination!!!












utorak, 25.12.2007.

na pivu bilo prejebeno, makar mi je boli bolje na šalati.
sretan božić svima.
baš mi pričo stari kak je vidio u novinama,tam di imate osmrtnice,no, onak normalna osmrtnica i sve kak treba i ono, počivao u miru i to, i na kraju piše sretan božić svima il neš tog tipa.
da nije smješno bilo bi žalosno.
mislim i je žalosno.
to kaj ljudi ne kuže baš. da to zvuči ko neka nastrana šala.
a jebiga.
to je taj današnji svjet.
lololololol.
i da ljudi.sori kaj me nije bilo.
ne kažem da me sad ima.
nema.
al čujte.
žao mi bi.
ovog bloga.kak jadno izgleda.
hm da.
tolko se tog događa da mi se neda pisat o svemu.
no da.
ajte...adio

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srijeda, 07.11.2007.

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utorak, 11.09.2007.

tralalalalalalalalalalala alala lalalalalalalal lalalalal trtrrttr

andrle andrle.
tisitisi.
lololololol.
nema vas nešto a?
a? A?
hm da.
da, da
kud trava prođe,narkić ne raste
hehe ili obratno?;)
ali ja znam kako vi OBOŽAVATE moje seksej postove.
izn't det sou?
jeeeah
ili not?
ili da?
jes nou?
trž.
aahh.
a ništa onda.
odo ja kad me netrebate.
buuu.
buucek
buuuhtla
buurek
buuudala
buuu...ndeva
buuu...re?
buuu-rac štu-rac gnju-rac *u-rac
...
ajme kako sam ja retardirana.
al jbg. dosadno je.
podnosite.
a sad odoh za ozbač. jea.
pozdravljam hm
hm
?
dominika?
hehe
ARMINA?
HEHE
..
ajme AJME.

eeediiit
eeedijot
jeee proradio mi internetić;)
mislim da sam vidjela milu kekina. aha aha. al fakt. dok sam čekala regicu tamo negdje kod mihaljevca:) i projurio je u autu. ak je bio on. al mislim da je :):). htjela sam trčat za njim, al nebi daleko stigla, ipak je on bio u autu, a ja kakva sam već bez kondicije;).
ali miileeee.
ajajajajaj.
no da. bilo kako bilo, odo ja.
i NE pozdravljam onu ženu iz pizza-cuta. aaa ne. nije mi htjela mjenjat komad pizze za kartu za zagrebačku filharmoniju:(((. nitko se danas neželi kulturno uzdizati. ah ah. to me vrjeđa. mogla sam zaradit 100 kuna. a jbg.
;D
sad idem.
papa
šlus šlus


ediit:D

a đe mi je debil hill??
buuu
i nema,i nema,i nema ga više
hm...da
i dvije tri cigle na putu :D
buu čri hil...
..

EDIT

a evo ga
;)
he


edit!!
14.12!!!jes jes to to!!!! ken't vejttttt!!!!
14.12.piivooo u domu sportovaaafino

edit no.50 hm?

žiži ima kaaawtuu!!
a žiži ima i dominjika jes;)

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btw toše r.i.p.
:(

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ponedjeljak, 03.09.2007.

hlgvčv

ah.
evo i dugo očekivani prvi dan srednje.prošo.
ah ah.pa da vam ispričam.
digla se tako jednog lijepog sunčanog dana mala nina iz krevetca (kreveca?nee mislim da je ipak sa t) čak u devet ujutro (rano!raanooo!!ranoranioc) kako bi se pripremila za odlazak u dragu nam (ili ne više toliko dragu) osamnajstu (!) gimnaziju. lijepo je raščešljala i blago nafrčkala (navalovitala wtf!!) svoju netom ošišanu i obojenu (yeah yeah al nigdje nema ljubičestog kolorca pa to bijaše uobičajeno...crvena kana) seksej kosicu. dobro, da sad ne nabrajamo što je sve radila nakon što se probudila (non bitno za pričicu, lolčina), samo ćemo još spoenuti nju seksej ou veerii seksej majčicu a.k.a. top. popapala i pozvonila ifičici oko pol dva. i krenule dve trebe u osvajanja.
ugl ugl. da ne dužim, ekipa je ono, ok, škola mi se čini malo ritardid al nema veze, raska nam je metar i žilet (while wearing štikle od 10 centimetara) i prva 2 sata nam je čitala školska pravila (lol LOL), kao ono, nesmijemo oružje u školu furat i to. hehe a baš sam mislila sačmaricu prošvercat.not.
poslje su nam podjelili knjige pa šmo mogli iči:).
ugl.
poslje smo se još vidle nas 7 iz oš:)
aj luv ju aj luuv ju ol. veri mač. ooo da.
i ifiku,i uršicu, i regicu, i toku i mariju i mirnu:D
volim vas stvarno.
puno puno.
.
odo ja sad
papa

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nedjelja, 26.08.2007.

kaaako debilno.
opet su neš zdrmali i sad nemogu komentirat.
damn.
a tek kak izgleda blog editor.
aaalalalalal
čm.

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petak, 10.08.2007.

pošten bez ambicija- luzerska tradicijaa pošten bez ambicija je moja definicijaaaaaaaa

tra tra.
uskoro će škola. weeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!
(ironično weeeee!)
blah. mda.
samo sam vam to došla saopćiti.
...
adio
...
HE.
not.
tralala.
ja bi ljubičastu kosu.
buuuu. polako nagovaram starce.
jep! nemora bit trajna, kolorac je u redu.
ovako ljubičastu:
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ovako mejbi?:
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kul.
da da.
imat će gollum purpl her.
i taakoooo.
neću otić a da ne spomenem jednu jovinu provalu. da da.
a glasi ovako
"gleeeee pada lišćeeeee!........a ne, to je smeće:("
vjerujte, BILO JE SMJEŠNO.
enivej, odo ja sad.
papa.
poke.
goodbye.
c ya
...
zoki, kiseli ti njoki!
...







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utorak, 31.07.2007.

ai

šćuč
truć?
razglbn!
...
...
...
...
...
...
bluć?

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nedjelja, 22.07.2007.

...i've been around but not around enough...

ej.
šta ima kod vas, ljudovi?
evo ja pišem post jerbo u pon odosmo na more. tj ja odo kod ive u novi;)
a i pogledala sam pottera pa moram spomenut. (stalno ja pišem o nekim filmovima^^)
recimo da mi je peti dio malo bolji od četvrtog, u kojem ima previše efekata za moj ukus.
pošto se jedva nešto malo sjećam knjige (davno je to bilo) neću uspoređivat knjigu i film, al u većini slučajeva preferiram knjigu (ako je dobra).;)
pa evo par slikica iz filma.

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dmbledore's army
daniel nije baš neki ljepotan (KHM, KHM), al je rupert sve slađi;)

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uuu, sexy bojz (hu ar ju pointing et, madrfaka)

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harry bari malu kineskinju ccc

eto. preporučam da pogledate film isplati se.
(normalno da se isplati, to je harry potter!!)

to bi bilo to za sad, odo ja gledat ubojstva u midsomeru;)







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četvrtak, 12.07.2007.

mi plešemo lala la la...hm da

drtzhrthd
da.
vratih se.
bila ja malo na moru.
prva tura.
a bilo je ok.
upoznala sam par zakon likova.
;)

iduće idem kod ife.
mda

upisala sam 18.
masvejedno mi je.
za mioc je bila ogromna navala pa su stavili a smjer samo za nastavljački njemački. koje budale. ko da će im neko ko od 5. razreda osnovne uči njemački ić u mioc! pa valjda će u jezičnu čovjek, ne?
a sa 62 boda bi ziher upala.
al nisam mogla na aaaa smjeeer:'( šmmmrrrccc
no dobro. i tako ja završila u osamnajstoj.
dohhh.

ma.
svejedno.
gimnazija je.

pozdrav ifi, mirni, anamariji, urši, mariji i regici
sve vas vojim.
veri mač.
vidimo se najesen.

:'(

e da
pozdrav i antunu, vuzdaru nd domi
((poke))

ok
nije bitno

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stej kul



EEEDIIIT!

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EPIC MOVIE;)
pogldajte ga
fora je
(ukoliko ste gledali da vincijev kod, hp, narnijske kronike, oliver twist, x-men, borata, charlie and the chocolate factory, pirare s kariba itd.)
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lik je dobro skinuo jacka sparrowa. sviđa mi se

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dirty harry;)

ugl
papa





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petak, 22.06.2007.

let's get together and feel all right...

uo jea zadnji an škole prošo.
ou jea.
tak, bili smo na livadici kod staračkog doma (smijeh).
a bilo je okej.
jedan lik se naroljo pa je bljuvao roze makarone. ;). to je bilo zanimljivo.
not.
vrlo gadno zapravo.
a jednog lika sam cjelo vrjeme poljevala vodom kroz rupicu na čepu boce (dobro, nije bila voda al nije bitno) tak da je lik to skužio tek kad su mu cjela leđa bila mokra ;) pa smo mu rekli da se pojačano znoji al nam nije vjerovo. ok nije lik tolko glup hehe.
uglavnom.
nije bio naki ludi provod al je bilo čist' solidno.
i sad neznam kud da se upišem.
mioc ili 18a.
?
pojma nemam.
smislit ću valjda za tjedan dana.
a boli me.
svejedno.

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jej.

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