nedelja, 15. marec 2009

khm..

Amelca nima ideje o čem bi pisala... -.-
[Help me]!

=*

Lep pozdrav, lep objem, še lepši poljub,
KO PRIDEVA SKUP!

sobota, 14. marec 2009

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I'm mad at myself, not you.
I'm mad for always being nice.
Always apologizing for things I didn't do,
for getting attached,
for making you a huge part of my life,
wasting time on you,
depending on you,
thinking about you,
wishing for you, dreaming of you,
changing for you.
And most of all, for not hating you
when I know that I should.

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nedelja, 01. marec 2009

SLIKCA. :)

Pač šla prečikerat Nejkotou & Domnou blog in vidla, da se morm tut jst s temi šestimi slikcami ukvarjat. Heh..

Moja 6 slika v 6 mapi:

Kle gor sm jst & moja odfuk teta & moja odfuk sestrična.
Slikca je nastala lani med poletnimi počitnicami v Črni gori, na morju, ko smo čakale na vlak. :)

Sm vesela, d je glih šesta slikca in ne kkšna druga, ker je velika večina slikc v tej mapi neprimernih za v javnost. Heh..

''Pofočkam'' use k še niso naredl tulele. :)

Bai. Meite se radi.<3

I'm back :)

Amelca se je vrnila iz projektnega tedna v Planici [23.2-27.2]. Sicer že v petek okoli pol štirih ampak do zdei ni imela časa nix napisat.
Bilo je velik, velik bolš kakor sem misnla. Smučal smo, jedl, pil, hodil, sankal se, pel, maseral se, spal in se mel fino fajn. :)
Hrana je bla sicer en mau obupna ampak usi smo še vedno živi, tko da je useenu. Hotl so pico naročit, sm niso dostavlal pice. Tko, da smo moral spet unu jest. Heh..
Minilu je čist preveč hitr in šla bi nasledn tedn še z a.jouci. Kr u prtlažnik bi se prešvercala. U kufr pol pa vn. xD Ampak kaj k je to tok možno kakor to, da mi ni treba več v šolo.
Jutri mam šolo prvič po dveh tednih in takoj pišemo zgodlo, pojutrišnem pa kemo. Ohjej. In poleg tega bom še njega morala na hodniku skus videvat. KDAJ BODO SPET POČITNICE??

PS. Zlo slabo sm spala & mi je vrat zaštekau. Rabm masažo? Anyone?? :)
Bai.Meite se radi.<3

ponedeljek, 16. februar 2009

All this time..

Priguzila sem se domov in zdei sedim pred compom, pišem tale post [poskušam ga pisat], poslušam Far Away [trenutno], jem pomarančo [na hecn način] in brskam po netu.
Počitnice so se fajn začele, ni mi dougčs v primerjavi z nekaterimi in Valentinovo je blo prou kul. Šteri ure smejanja v enu in nism bla slabe vole. :D
Mam že skori čist rezerveran usak dan počitnic. Tko mi je kul k vem, da bojo cele kul. :) No usaj upam, da bojo. hhh
Pol mamo pa projektni tedn. Smučanje. =/ To mi je pa kr neki. Kul mi je k se bomo lahku še kopal, sankal pa drsal. Unu smučanje je pa like kr neki. Ampak sei bo. :) Recimo. hhh
Bul mi je pa še glupu k pišemo pol takoj ko pridemo zgodlo anT kemo. Pa nix ne znam. hhh. Ma sei bo. Recimo. xD

Kr neki nakladam, zato bom nehala.

Ena pesmca. :)

Maria Mene - All this time

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H_ixyertXZQ

You self destructive
Little girl
Pick yourself up
Don't blame the world
So you screwed up
But your gonna be ok
Now call your boyfriend
And apologise
You pushed him pretty
Far away last night
He really loves you
You just don't always love yourself.

All this time
Ohhh all this time
You have had it in you
You just sometimes need a push
All this time
Ohhh all this time
You have had it in you
You just sometimes need a push

Think all the mean girls
That pulled your hair
Are barefoot now and
Pregnant there
And you write pop songs
And get in travel
Round the world

All this time
Ohhh all this time
You have had it in you
You just sometimes need a push
All this time
Ohhh all this time
You have had it in you
You just sometimes need a push

So you've had some detours
Some stupid men
Now we know what not
To do again
Besides you looked out
Finally

All this time
Ohhh all this time
You have had it in you
You just sometimes need a push
All this time
Ohhh all this time
You have had it in you
You just sometimes need a push

Povšo HBD. :)

Bai. Meite se radi.<3

torek, 10. februar 2009

Broken Strings.^^

Let me hold you
For the last time
It's the last chance to feel again
But you broke me
Now I can't feel anything

When I love you,
It's so untrue
I can't even convince myself
When I'm speaking,

It's the voice of someone else

Oh it tears me up
I try to hold on, but it hurts too much
I try to forgive, but it's not enough to make it all okay

You can't play on broken strings
You can't feel anything that your heart don't want to feel
I can't tell you something that ain't real

Oh the truth hurts

And lies worse
How can I give anymore
When I love you a little less than before

Oh what are we doing
We are turning into dust
Playing house in the ruins of us

Running back through the fire
When there's nothing left to save
It's like chasing the very last train when it's too late

Oh it tears me up
I try to hold on, but it hurts too much
I try to forgive, but it's not enough to make it all okay

You can't play on broken strings
You can't feel anything that your heart don't want to feel
I can't tell something that ain't real

Well the tr
uth hurts,
And lies worse
How can I give anymore
When I love you a little less than before

But we're running through the fire
When there's nothing left to save
It's like chasing the very last train
When we both know it's too late (too late)

You can't play on broken strings
You can't feel anything that your heart don't want to feel
I cant tell you something that ain't real

Well tru
th hurts,
And lies worse
How can I give anymore
When I love you a little less than before


Let me hold you for the last time
It's the last chance to feel
again