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srijeda, 26.07.2006.

brave new world

i tako ja se kuham ko jaje utvrdo na ovoj paklenskoj sparini. nije suncano ovdje u mene u sobi, ali je VRUCE, JAKO VRUCE. a da sve bude i zanimljivije NAHLADILA sam se. to samo ja mogu. nahladit se na plus 30 u hladu!!!!!!!

a nisam ni pocrnila, ni pocrvenila, iako sam koristila zastitni faktor 2, 2, to ne stiti ni od svjetla zarulje, a ja sam bila na suncu od 3 do 5 i 30. mislim da je dejan trebao koristit to!!!

ili sam ja mozda samo toliko bijela da je i sunce odustalo.

e, i sanjala sam jako dobar san

glavi akteri ja i matej skaro
mjesto radnje dubrovnik u buducnosti, s puno tunela, elektroniziranih vrata, i JAKO puno turista. grad je izgledao dobro,samo se ja nisam bas snalazila. kao da me godinama nije bilo tamo.

i tako matej i ja sa onim velikim ruksacima za kampiranja ili sto vec ne. i sjedimo na ovom malom trgu s predivnim pogledom na gradsku luku i pijemo najbolju bijelu kavu u povijesti svemira. smijemo se turistima a nakon toga setamo gradom.

nista posebno ali morali ste bit tamo da vidite kako je bilo savrseno - super grad, zalazak sunca, odlicna kava, zabavan prijatelj, ma super

a sad malo manje leprsava tema

u afganistanu opet uvode regulacije svega - 5 godina nakon uspostavljanja "civilizacije" i par tisuca mrtvih nakon sve je ponovo back to square one

u iraku izbija pravi gradanski rat

u iranu svi samo cekaju kad ce amrerikanci doc i tamo uvest "Civilizaciju"

a izrael, pazi ovo napada libanion i zapadnu obalu, boreci se protiv palestinaca, hamasa i hezbolaha. ali naravno da je i un na strani njihovih neprijatelja pa su bacili bombe (OBRATITE POZORNOST NA MNOZINU; I TO NIJE BILO SAMO JEDNOM VEC U VISE NAVRATA; NEGDJE SAM U DALJINI CULA BROJKU CETRNAEST; I ONDA KAZU DA JE TO BILO SLUCAJNO; MA SLUCAJNO MY ASS) na njihove zgrade i pritom ubili cetiri "plave kacige"

sve u svemu

what a wonderful world

(i see friends shaking hands
saying how do you do
they're really saying i love you)

we all wish that, and pray for that, but right now there is no visible end to all the killings

with hope for a better tomorrow i leave you with this

It Can’t Rain All The Time

We walked the narrow path,
Beneath the smoking skies.
Sometimes you can barely tell the difference
Between the darkness and light.
Do you have faith
In what we believe?
The truest test is when we cannot,
When we cannot see.

I her pounding feet in the,
In the streets below, and the,
And the women crying and the,
And the children know that there,
That there's something wrong,
And it’s hard to believe that love will prevail.

Oh, it won’t rain all the time.
The sky won’t fall forever.
And though the night seems long,
Your tears won’t fall forever.

Oh, when I'm lonely,
I lie awake at night
And I wish you were here.
I miss you.
Can you tell me
Is there something more to believe in?
Or is this all there is?

In the pounding feet, in the,
In the streets below, and the,
And the window breaks and,
And a woman falls, there's,
There's something wrong, it’s,
It’s so hard to believe that love will prevail.


Oh, it won’t rain all the time.
The sky won’t fall forever.
And though the night seems long,
Your tears won’t fall, your tears won’t fall, your tears won’t fall
Forever.

Last night I had a dream.
You came into my room,
You took me into your arms.
Whispering and kissing me,
And telling me to still believe.
But then the emptiness of a burning sea against which wee see
Our darkest of sadness.

Until I felt safe and warm.
I fell asleep in your arms.
When I awoke I cries again for you were gone.
Oh, can you her me?

It won’t rain all the time.
The sky won’t fall forever.
Although the night seems long,
Your tears won’t fall forever.
It won’t rain all the time.
The sky won’t fall forever.
Although the night seems long,
Your tears won’t fall, your tears won’t fall,
Your tears won’t fall
Forever.

subota, 22.07.2006.

valovi skoljke i morske alge

Sjedim i gledam
Ništa novo
Svaki dan isto
Plavo i plavo
Oko mene nepoznati ljudi
Nepoznati jezici
Oni znaju zašto su ovdje
A ja
Što ja radim ovdje
Zašto sam ja ovdje
Da se sunčam?
Da plivam?
Ne
Ne želim to za sebe
Želim nešto više
Ali kako to objasnit drugima
Kako to objasnit samoj sebi
Znam što ne želim
I mislim da znam što želim ali
Znam i da ću odbacit to ako to dobijem
Takva sam
Još nisam naišla na nešto što sam željela
I odlučila ili mogla zadržat
Ali ima nade
Zar ne?

Zar ne?

Jeste li primjetili da
ako hodate ispod vedrog neba
onuda gdje nema rasvjete
i gledate u nebo dok hodate
imate feeling da se uopce ne krecete
i imate onaj osjecaj ko da postojite
ali vas nema

I za kraj Rundek

Sve su moje bivše ljubavi tužne
Zar je to sve bio san
Usred kafane i gužve
Opet sam ostao sam
Odsutne tvoje su oči
Usne ne pružaju slast
Ne pitaj kada ću doći
Prošlo je vrijeme za nas

***
Kada proguta zapad
Obje nebeske lađe
I kada zavlada tmina
Mračna i nevina

Tada se ruke i oči
Duše i tijela traže
Jer je izgubljen put
U procjepu vremena

I sva ta pitanja
Vode do svitanja

Ti što su odgovor znali
Tamo su ostali

A ti sreću suzama zalij
Uzmi a ostavi

nedjelja, 16.07.2006.

bura udara u prozor....

I want to dream away this life
I want to see
the withered flowers
Yellow carnations
tulips red as young blood
The emerald green lakes around me
And who I really am

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A conversation by the sea

The wind blows sea drops in my face
Waves crush against the rocks
One
Two
A seagull flies above me
Could you take me with you?
The faraway countries await me…
But will you?
I can't
the blue and blue wait for me
Just one blue waits for me
it will be my mirror
the other one I will leave
will you be there to say goodbye?
We’ll see, we’ll see

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eto, obecah nekim ljudima da cu nesto svoje stavit na blog - sto ste trazili to ste i dobili.

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i tako ja sinoc dosla doma. lijepo je bit doma iako mi neki ljudi vec fale. u petak je bio malo duzi izlazak - cak sam i plesala. bilo je lijepo, nisam mislila na ispite, nisam mislila na put samo sam uzivala u jako dobrom drustvu (citaj: kefaalagija i jos neki ne-blogisti), i u jako lijepom pogledu. mnogo lijepih primjeraka muskog roda se moglo vidit tamo, meni lijepih, ne dijele moje misljenje bas svi ali to je njihov problem. ja sam uzivala.

i tako nakon sto sam pretrpila visesatno mucenje od strane nadobudnih hrvatskih bendova (jako grozno), na red je dosao ples - i to u mom slucaju i s pripadnikom muskog roda (ako boris ovo cita - Little Green Bag - George Baker Selection i javi se)

i tako malo po malo ja sam se morala oprostit od ljudi na mjesec i po. sa svima osim sa matejem (ili kako se god vec deklinira njegovo ime) s njim sam se oprastala na GODINU DANA!!!!!!! NE MOGU VJEROVAT DA GA TAKO DUGO NECU VIDIT

ali sto ces - valjda cemo prezivit.

i naravno nakon par sati sna ja moram na autobus i 9 sati putovat do dubrovnika. naravno da nije bilo 9, bilo je JEDANAEST, pitate se zasto - pa guzve! a i stajali smo svako 10 minuta jer "mozete mi stat na ovom prosirenju?" "mozemo stat jer ja moram na wc" "bi li vam bio problem stat ovdje da ja mogu izic" !!!!!!! a kao da to nije bilo dovoljno na pola puta nam je crkla klima (iako meni ona vise smeta nego sto mi godi ali kad su ljudi primjetili da je prestala radit poceli su sa "zasto ne pojacate klimu?" "a kako to da klima ne radi?" "mozete li malo pojacat klimu?" AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

MISLITE DA JE NJIMA UGODNO VOZIT AUTOBUS NA +33°C. RAZMISLITE MALO LJUDI I UKLJUCITE MOZAKK PRIJE NEGO SE ODVAZITE NA POSTAVLJANJE TAKO GLUPIH PITANJA

ali sretno sam dosla doma,, i nadala se kupanju danas ali more je tako prokleto HLADNO da ni u tome nisam uzivala, ali uskoro hocu (moram pocrnit ove godine jer cu inace uskoro slicit covjecjoj ribici

i tako pozdrav ekipi

četvrtak, 06.07.2006.

balance between the yin and the yang within you

You should be able to accomplish quite a bit, and you will find that your emotions are much more grounded than usual, dear Capricorn. You are more in touch with your inner state, and your masculine and feminine sides are working well together. There is a good balance between the yin and the yang within you, so use this fantastic combination of energies to your best ability.

e pa kako mi dan moze biti los nakon ovakvog horoskopa.

svi udarci i padovi u ovih nekoliko dana su zaboravljeni jer sam jucer iskoristila svoj prvi popust u branimir centru - studentska kartica rules!!!!!! 1

vaučer dobijas nakon skupljenih 10 bodova - svaki film je jedan bod. sto znaci da sam se ja u ovih dva mjeseca nagledala filmova jer mi fali jos malo do drugog vaučera. ekopo provjerite vase stanje

tako ja odmah pođoh u vbz, malo su me blijedo gledali ali ja sam kupila sto sam htjela, jednu knjigu mweni dragog patrica mcgratha, i dvije millerove obratnice. naravno procitala sam par prvih stranica rakove obratnice - i zakljucak - ovo je knjiga koja je savrsena za nikolu. mislim da cu je ostavit za ljeto jer nekako mi je potrebna plaza i polugola tijela da potpuno uzivam u knjizi

"he is sitting now on her shoulder. he bites a little piece from her ear, just a little tip from the lobe where it doesn't hurt. but she's still dead - all storage battery and no juice. he falls on her lap adn lies there quivering like a toothache. he is all warm now adn helpless. his belly glistens like a patentleather shoe. in the sockets of his eyes a pair of fancy vest buttons. "Unbutton my eyes, Fanny, i want to see you better!" Fanny carries him to bed and drops a little hot wax over his eyes. she puts rings around his navel and a thermometer up his ass. she places him and he quivers again. suddenly he's dwindled, shrunk completely out of sight. she searches all over for him, in her intestines, everywhere. something is tickling her - she doesn't know where exactly. the bed is full of toads adn fancy vest buttons. "Fanny, where are you?" something is tickling her - she can't say where. the buttons are dropping off the bed. the toads are climbing the walls. a tickling and a tickling. "Fanny, take the wax out of my eyes! i want to look at you!" but Fanny is laughing, squirming with laughter. there is something inside her, tickling and tickling. she'll die laughing if she soesn't find it."

utorak, 04.07.2006.

drive on

e pa tako vam ja pomalo idem niz jordanovac jutros, nije vruce, lijepo sam se naspavala, lijepo doruckovala, ucila malo semantiku za sutra, slusam muse nakon skoro pa godinu dana i naravno da se mora dogodit neko sranje. hodam nopgostupom, ili stupam nogostupom, i vidim nekog pežoa srebrnog kako s parkinga ide u rikverc prema meni, ali ne ono ravno nego nakoso, okrece se covjek pa mora. sve ja to razumijem i postujem , ali racunam vidio me pa ce stat. dobro, on i dalje nastavlja prema meni a ja ne zbog sirine nogostupa mogu pomaknut jedino na cestu kojom trenutno ide kolona auta, pa kontam i dalje da ce se zaustavit, ali on i dalje ne staje. i tako ja nemam gdje i on naravno UDARI U MENE, a oni koji me znaju ono iz stvarnog svijeta znaju da nisam bas malena, ali imala sam prozracnu kosulju boje njegovog auta pa me mozda nije vido. i tako udari on mene a ja njega udarim knjigama po gepeku. on izviri kroz prozor i pita sto je. ma kako sto je kretenu jedan ćoravi mislim si ja, ali ne kazem to nego se onako fino kako samo ja znam izderem na njega, ono iz stomka deranje. a on ce meni da je to parking, a iza mene jos par ljudi, pa mislim si ja ko tebi da vozacku.

i nista odem ja sva se tresuci i sjetim se događaja od prije pola godine. priblizno isto mjesto i priblizno isto vrijeme, zima ja u ogromnoj jakni sa ruksakom ogromnim na leđima, velika ko avion, nemres me falit sve da oces. idem prijec preko ceste preko pjesackog, obje kolone auta mi stanu i puste me,. taj pjesacki zavrsava na kraju parkinga i neki imbecil se zabije u mene. give me a break!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

dakle dosla sam do zakljucka da od sada hodam samo cestom i prelazim cestu samo na divljim prijelazima, jer ocito na nogostupu ni na pjesackom nisam sigurna

pozdrav, i wish me luck tomorow

ponedjeljak, 03.07.2006.

for joaquin i would "walk the line"

Now I've got arms
and you've got arms
let's get together and use those arms
Let's go
Times a wastin


prijevod - ja imam oruzje, i ti imas oruzje, nadjimo se i upotrijebimo ga
nisam mogla vjerovat da su tako preveli. ali film je jako dobar pa mi ga nesto kao los prijevod nije mogao upropastit. jos jednom sam se sjetila kako je joaquin dobar

Now I've got blues
and you've got blues
Let's get acquainted and lose those blues
Let's go
Times a wastin

to je sve za danas, jer sam malko neispavana i na poslu - a upravo sam obisla miljon knjiznica trazec knjige za ovo ljeto i nista, ne mogu vjerovat. ma nista.

e i vidila sam jukicku i pitala je kad mogu vidit ispit - trebala bi je danas nac, ili slijedeci tjedan, valjda - vidit cemo

samo da ovako javno pohvalim - SABINA JAKO DOBRO KUHA

ekipi i vidimo se ovih dana

nedjelja, 02.07.2006.

aaaah those men

Marquis de Sade: Conversation, like certain portions of the anatomy, always runs more smoothly when lubricated.

Coulmier: You're not the anti-ChMarquis de Sade: You've already stolen my heart... as well as another more prominent organ, south of the Equator. crist. You're only a malcontent who knows how to spell.


Marquis de Sade: You've already stolen mAbbe du Coulmier: You are not to entertain visitors in your quarters.
Marquis de Sade: I'm entertaining you now, aren't I?
Abbe du Coulmier: Yes, but I'm not a beautiful young prospect ripe for corruption.
Marquis de Sade: Don't be so sure.



Rochester: Allow me to be frank at the commencement. You will not like me. The gentlemen will be envious and the ladies will be repelled. You will not like me now and you will like me a good deal less as we go on. Ladies, an announcement: I am up for it, all the time. That is not a boast or an opinion, it is bone hard medical fact. I put it round you know. And you will watch me putting it round and sigh for it. Don't. It is a deal of trouble for you and you are better off watching and drawing your conclusions from a distance than you would be if I got my tarse up your petticoats. Gentlemen. Do not despair, I am up for that as well. And the same warning applies. Still your cheesy erections till I have had my say. But later when you shag - and later you will shag, I shall expect it of you and I will know if you have let me down - I wish you to shag with my homuncular image rattling in your gonads. Feel how it was for me, how it is for me and ponder. 'Was that shudder the same shudder he sensed? Did he know something more profound? Or is there some wall of wretchedness that we all batter with our heads at that shining, livelong moment. That is it. That is my prologue, nothing in rhyme, no protestations of modesty, you were not expecting that I hope. I am John Wilmot, Second Earl of Rochester and I do not want you to like me.

King Charles II: I handed you a chance to show your shining talent and what do you give me in return? A pornographic representation of a royal court where the men only deal in bery and the women's sole object of interest is the dildo!
Rochester: A monument to your reign!

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probušena guma
a crnog čaja više nema u
kući čaja
marx gleda samo na
afriku i južnu ameriku
dok se na razglasu čuju ella i louis
a vani sunce sja


vidit ćeš me kroz polumrak
nećeš tit pričat sa mnom
otić ćeš ća
nećeš me ni pogledat
a ja ću bit u rukama drugog
i bit ćeš sam
i bit ću sama


Od Atene do Rima
Pod prašinom stoljeća
Nalaziš ono što voliš
Nalaziš li ono što trebaš
Ono je ispred tebe
Nije načeto zubom vremena
Novo, a
Vidiš li ti to
Ili se primaš kistova
I četki i nastavljaš
Šetnju Pompejima

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the doors

feast of friends

Wow, Im sick of doubt
Live in the light of certain
South
Cruel bindings.
The servants have the power
Dog-men and their mean women
Pulling poor blankets over
Our sailors

Im sick of dour faces
Staring at me from the
tv Tower, I want roses in
My garden bower; dig?
Royal babies, rubies
Must now replace aborted
Strangers in the mud
These mutants, blood-meal
For the plant that's plowed.

They are waiting to take us into
The severed garden
Do you know how pale and wanton thrillful
Comes death on a strange hour
Unannounced, unplanned for
Like a scaring over-friendly guest you've
Brought to bed
Death makes angels of us all
And gives us wings
Where we had shoulders
Smooth as ravens
Claws

No more money, no more fancy dress
This other kingdom seems by far the best
Until its other jaw reveals incest
And loose obedience to a vegetable law.

I will not go
Prefer a feast of friends
To the giant family.