Februarie 5th, 2009 by breathemein

Pentru ca n-am reusit sa ne integram termic, nici sa pictam diagrama grid, nici sa facem o transformare banala. Sa zambim un pic mai stramb, sa gandim un pic mai drept si, ca o incurajare pentru autoare, sa ne fie mai putin frica. Cazatura doare in prima secunda, apoi te ridici, razi putin si-o iei de la capat.

All alone not by myself
Another girl bad for my health
I’ve seen it all through someone else
(Another girl bad for my health)

Celebrated but undisturbed
Serenaded by the terror bird
It’s seldom seen and it’s never heard
(Serenaded by the terror bird)

Never in the wrong time or wrong place
Desecration is the smile on my face
The love I made is the shape of my space
My face my face

Disintegrated by the rising sun
A rolling black out of oblivion
And I’d like to think that I’m your number one
(I’m rolling black out of oblivion)

I wanna leave but I just get stuck
A broken record runnin’ low on luck
There’s heavy metal coming from your truck
And I’m (a broken record runnin’ low on luck)

Never in the wrong time or wrong place
Desecration is the smile on my face
The love I made is the shape of my space
My face my face

We could all go down to
Malibu and make some noise
Coca Cola doesn’t do the justice
She enjoys
We could all come up with
Something new to be destroyed
We could all go down

I love the feeling when it falls apart
I’m slow to finish but I’m quick to start and
Beneath the heather lies the meadowlark
And I’m (Slow to finish but I am quick to start)

Never in the wrong time or wrong place
Desecration is the smile on my face
The love I made is the shape of my space
My face my face

Februarie 5th, 2009 by breathemein

O trecut examenul la Soare. Cum o vinit, asa s-o dus. In alta ordine de idei, noi sa fim sanatosi, ca sesiuni mai sunt. Exact, picaram cu brio, asa cum am preconizat. In afara de faptul ca am picat cu brio, am picat si in masa. Ne loviram fruntile de marginea bancii, si radiera a sters apoi tot ce mai era acolo.
Era atat de previzibil, incat nu stiu de ce, dar creierul meu refuza sa asimileze informatia. E bine totusi ca mai avem o sansa. In alta sesiune.
Amu ne-om mai integra noi, poate-om face si o diagrama grid, da’ colegu Dreampoet, care s-a revoltat ca l-am sters din blogroll, nu mi-a aprobat comentariul lui la postu asta : http://dreampoet.wordpress.com/2009/02/04/te-am-sters-nessie/. Mboon… Sa se vada mare si clar : nene, esti penibil. Asa iti place tie sa te urli la lume, sa stie toti ce e in capsorul ala al tau miiiiiiiiiiiiiiiic-mititel. Deh, suferim de noi.
Nu ma-ntelege gresit. Si eu sufar de mine, doar ca intr-un mod mai constructiv.

Baaaaaaaa, si cand ma gandesc iar la examenu’ de azi, ma pufneste rasu-plansu. Asa e, noi sa fim sanatoasi, soare e si va fi tot timpu’. No pun intended. Hai ciuss si la mai mare!