Showing posts with label not mine. Show all posts
Showing posts with label not mine. Show all posts

Friday, November 5, 2010

Part 1.

Sometimes i browse around the internet and i borrow things. Therefore:

I actually did:

07) Taken a candlelit bath with someone
09) Hugged a tree (not a tree hugger, tho')
14) Stayed up all night long, and watch the sun rise
20) Slept under the stars
27) Had an uncontrollable giggling fit at the worst possible moment
30) Taken a sick day when you’re not ill
32) Had a snowball fight
36) Enacted a favorite fantasy
38) Taken an ice cold bath
40) Seen a total eclipse
43) Fit three weeks miraculously into three days
44) Danced like a fool and not cared who was looking
45) Adopted an accent for an entire day
47) Actually felt happy about your life, even for just a moment
48) Had two hard drives for your computer
50) Loved your job for all accounts
53) Had amazing friends
58) Taken a road-trip
64) Been heartbroken longer then you were actually in love
70) Pretended to be a superhero
72) Lounged around in bed all day
77) Played in the mud
78) Played in the rain
80) Done something you should regret, but don’t regret it
93) Loved someone you shouldn’t have
97) Gone without food for 5 days
105) Got flowers for no reason
107) Got so drunk you don’t remember anything
113) Had a one-night stand
119) Shaved or waxed your pubic hair off
121) Spoken more than one language fluently
134) …more than once? - More than twice?
145) Broken someone’s heart
156) Eaten mushrooms that were gathered in the wild
157) Ridden a horse
160) Had a snake as a pet
163) Been arrested
172) Had 2 (or more) healthy romantic relationships for over a year in your lifetime
200) Slept for more than 30 hours

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Revenge is a dish best served cold.

Cand ma gandesc la copilarie, si nu o fac de putine ori, ma gandesc la baiatul acela in pantaloni galbeni si cu parul in ochi care mereu gasea un motiv sa zambesca.
Copilaria ne invata sa ne bucuram cu adevarat de fiecare clipa care trece pe langa noi si chiar daca de multe ori in copilarie plangem ...la vederea primului fluture un zambet larg ne cuprinde toata fata si parca plutim si noi cu el.
Cand ma gandesc la copilarie imi amitesc mana bunicii care ma mangaia inainte sa adorm si vocea ei blanda care imi soptea poveste preferata cu alba ca zapada, o alba ca zapada pe care uni din noi o cauta si acum :) .
Imi aminesc cum nu imi venea sa cred ca si parintii mei au fost copii... sau mai ales bunicii care ii credeam ca sunt asa de cand lumea,nu credeam ca ea, copilaria ,trece foarte repede si in urma ne lasa sa ne gandim la ea toata viata.
Dar copilaria nu dispare definitiv. chiar si in toiag sunt momente cand ne bucuram ca un copil iar inima si ochii stralucesc ca pe vremea aceea.
"Copilaria este inima tuturor vârstelor."

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

My new... Nneka - Heartbeat


You said you'd be there for me
In times of trouble when I need you and I'm down
And likewise you need friendship
It's from my side pure love but I see lately things have been changing
You have goals to achieve
But the roads you take are broad are heartless
That wants you make another way
You throw stones
Can you see that I am human I am breathing
But you don't give a damn

Can you feel my heart is beating
Can you see the pain you're causing
Can you feel my heart is beating
Can you see the pain you're causing

Blood blood blood...blood is rushing

And now the world is asleep
How will you ever wake her up when she is deep in her dreams, wishing
And yet so many die
And still we think that it is all about us
It's all about you
You sold your soul to the evil and the lust
And the passion and the money and you
See the same ones die, people hunger for decades
Suffer under civilized armedrobbers, modern slaveholders

Can you feel my heart is beating
Can you see the pain you're causing
Can you feel my heart is beating
Can you see the pain you're causing

Blood blood blood.... keeps rushing

Evaded, eliminated, erased, interrogated
Our tradition, our love for our fellow countrymen,
Our property, our resources - our pride

Can you feel my heart beating
No no no...you don't

Can you feel my heart is beating
Can you feel the pain you're causing
Can you feel my heart is beating
Can you feel the pain you're causing

Thursday, June 24, 2010

Billy Joel - She's Always a Woman

Încă o melodie, din auzite..


She can kill with a smile
She can wound with her eyes
She can ruin your faith
With her casual lies
And she'll only reveal
What she wants you to see
She hides like a child
But she's always a woman to me

She can lead you to love
She can take you or leave you
She can ask for the truth
But she'll never believe you
And she'll take what you give her
As long as it's free
Yeah, she steals like a thief
But she's always a woman to me

Oh, she takes care of herself
She can wait if she wants
She's ahead of her time
Oh, and she never gives out
And she never gives in
She just changes her mind

And she'll promise you more than the Garden of Eden
Then she'll carelessly cut you
And laugh while you're bleeding
But she'll bring out the best
And the worst you can be
Blame it all on yourself
'Cause she's always a woman to me

She is frequently kind
And she's suddenly cruel
She can do as she pleases
She's nobody's fool
But she can't be convicted
She's earned her degree
And the most she will do
Is throw shadows at you
But she's always a woman to me

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Întâmplător...

Cum multe lucruri se întâmplă aşa, întâmplător, astfel am găsit şi acest om, complet genial.
(ps. those are the best shoes ever, you can fold it and put it in your pocket)

Monday, June 21, 2010

Where the wild roses grow...

În ultima vreme îmi vin tot felul de melodii în minte, iar aceasta este una dintre ele:



They call me the wild rose
but my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name was Elisa Day

From the first day I saw her I knew she was the one
As she stared in my eyes and smiled
For her lips were the colour of the roses
That grew down the river, all bloody and wild

When he knocked on my door and entered the room
My trembling subsided in his sure embrace
He would be my first man, and with a careful hand
He wiped at the tears that ran down my face

On the second day I brought her a flower
She was more beautiful than any woman I'd seen
I said, " Do you know where the wild roses grow
So sweet and scarlet and free?"

On the second day he came with a single red rose
Said:"Will you give me your loss and you sorrow?"
I nodded my head, as I lay on the bed
He said, "if I show you the roses will you follow?"

On the third day he took me to the river
He showed me the roses and we kissed
And the last thing I heard was a muttered word
As he stood smiling above me with a rock in his fist

On the last day I took her where the wild roses grow
And she lay on the bank, the wind light as a thief
As I kissed her goodbye, I said, "All beauty must die"
And lent down and planted a rose between her teeth

Friday, June 18, 2010

"Blog me tender"

În speranţa că o să revin cu vitejia anterioară, Voilà...
Cu melodia asta m-am trezit în cap, din motive necunoscute.
(ps, mulţumesc pentru corectare)



I don't wanna dance
Dance with you baby no more
I'll never do something to hurt you, though
Oh but the feeling is bad
The feeling is bad

I love your personality
But I don't want our love on show
Sometimes I think it's insanity
Girl the way you go

With all of the guys on the corner
Oh baby, you're the latest trick
Oh, you seem to have their number
Look they're dancing still

Baby now the party's over
For us, so I'll be on my way
Now that the things which moved me
Are standing still

I know it's only superstition
Baby, but I won't look back
Even though I feel your music
Baby that is that

Sunday, June 6, 2010

Metalocalypse

PD.
"i have developse a mode to travells time"
"we are"
"and"
"but that`s just a plastic bag over your head"
"yes is are. we are travells trough time right now"
unu îşi dă jos punga şi întreabă
pe alt membru alt trupei
"you there , boy in the street, what days it is?"
"friday is... yesterday. its saturday ..i think"
"oh, i must have travelled trough time itself"
"yes, we travells trough time at the speed of regular time, but with plastic bags over our head"

Thursday, May 6, 2010

Pentru că nu am găsit versuri...



Închipuie-ți, hai, că aș fi murit
chiar ieri sau chiar azi,
sau chiar acum
înmiresmat și bun
și chiar fericit,
în flăcări înalte
iar am pierit.
Închipuie-ți, hai, că aș fi murit
și nu te știu, nu te mai văd
nici vinul în pahar nu l-am sfârșit
nici casa, nici cartea,
e aproape prăpăd.
Iar dacă nu poți să îți închipui
dacă nu poți,
omoară-mă, haide,
să-ți fie ușor
să-ți fie bine
să-ți fie mai bine,
să ai de cine să îți fie dor.
Iar dacă nu poți să îți închipui
dacă nu poți,
omoară-mă, haide,
cu mâna ta,
să-ți fie bine
să-ți fie mai bine
să ai spre cine te îndrepta.

Închipuie-ți, hai, că aș fi murit
când tu mă știai
citind vrun eseu,
dar nu mai citeam
nu mai citeam,
de ce aș fi citit
tocmai eu?
Închipuie-ți, hai, că aș fi murit
și nu în vreun film, cu regine și regi
poate așa stătea
înalt, potrivit
de lângă mine să te dezlegi.
Iar dacă nu poți să iți închipui
dacă nu poți,
omoară-mă, haide,
să iți fie ușor
să-ți fie bine
să-ți fie mai bine,
să ai de cine să iți fie dor.
Iar dacă nu poți să îți închipui
dacă nu poți,
omora-mă haide, cu mâna ta...
să-ți fie bine
să-ți fie mai bine
să ai spre cine te îndrepta.

Închipuie-ți, hai, că aș fi murit
și nu în gluma
în vai, serios
la fel cum odată ardeam dragoste
lângă Bruxelles
Bruxellesul ploios.
Iar dacă nu poți să îți închipui
dacă nu poți,
omoară-mă, haide,
să-ți fie ușor
să-ți fie bine
să-ți fie mai bine
să ai de cine să iți fie dor.
Iar dacă nu poți să iți închipui
dacă nu poți,
omoară-mă haide, cu mâna ta...
să-ți fie bine
să-ți fie mai bine
să ai spre cine te îndrepta!

[Dinu Olarasu - Închipuie-ți hai]

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

Fragmentul meu preferat din biblie...

În vremea aceea, Iuda a părăsit pe fraţii săi, şi a tras la un om din Adulam, numit Hira. Acolo, Iuda a văzut pe fata unui Cananit, numit Şua; a luat-o de nevastă, şi s-a culcat cu ea. Ea a rămas însărcinată, şi a năsuct un fiu pe care l-a numit Er. A rămas iarăşi însărcinată, şi a mai născut un fiu, căruia i-a pus numele Onan. A mai născut iarăş un fiu, căruia i-a pus numele Şela; Iuda era la Czeb, când a născut ea. Iuda a luat întâiului său născut Er, o nevastă numită Tamar. Er, întâiul născut al lui Iuda, era rău înaintea Domnului; şi Domnul l-a omorât. atunci Iuda a zis lui Onan: “Du-te la nevasta fratelui tău, ia-o de nevastă, ca cumnat, şi ridică sămânţă fratelui tău.” Onan, ştiind că sămânţa aceasta n-are să fie a lui, vărsa sămânţa pe pământ ori de câte ori se culca cu nevasta fratelui său, ca să nu dea sămânţă fratelui său. Ce făcea el n-a plăcut Domnului, care l-a omorât şi pe el. (Genesa 38:1-10)
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Ok, recunosc, nu am trecut de geneză, - deşi am vrut... Dar oricum, e preferatul meu.

În primul rând: Onan... Does it ring a bell? Da, e drăguţ, amuzant, dar prost interpretat...
Apoi, cât de
mişto sună: Ce făcea el n-a plăcut Domnului, care l-a omorât şi pe el.
Iar legat de asta circulă pe net o treabă simpatică, care aproape începe cu fragmetul acesta, but not really.


Şi în cuvinte: aici.

Cât despre cei 10 ucişi de Satan, este vorba despre "copiii lui Job"...
(oricum, God mergea mână în mână cu Satan, to prove something): Job 1:1-19
Povestea aceasta apare şi în episodul Cartmanland - SP.

...dodo

Sunday, April 4, 2010

Oh, my god! They've killed Kenny!!

Mi se pare mie sau singurul episod în care cineva este pedepsit pentru moartea lui Kenny este Cartmanland?
Iar în episodul acesta, pedeapsa vine oricum mai degraba ca o scuză pentru bani decât pedeapsă-pedeapsă...
Serios...
Greşesc eu?

You bastards!

Saturday, April 3, 2010

Psychedelic

Psychedelic Mushrooms

For millennia, Psychedelic or hallucinogenic mushrooms have figured in society, culture and religion. There are more than 180 species of mushrooms which contain the psychedelics Psilocybin or Psilocin.
They have a long history of use in Mexico and tribal societies and are currently one of the most popular and commonly available natural psychedelics. Psilocybin and Psilocin are the psychoactive ingredients responsible for the hallucinatory state or “trip” the user experiences some twenty minutes after consuming the mushrooms.
The effect of which is similar to that of LSD but shorter lived and will be outlined in the LSD section.
Some of these “Magic Mushrooms”, are actually more poisonous than they are hallucinogenic, great care must be taken to pick the correct types. In fact it is a rule of thumb with users that you should never pick them without being accompanied by someone who has picked them before. In the United Kingdom, taking or possessing ‘shrooms, is legal, but preparing them including drying them or selling them is an offense under the misuse of drugs act. The Netherlands, in recent years, has made the possession of Magic Mushrooms totally illegal, which may surprise people who are aware of its relaxed laws on Cannabis. Magic Mushrooms can be dried, eaten fresh, cooked or boiled into a “tea”


LSD
Lsd Collage2


LSD (Lysergic Acid Diethylamide) is possibly the most powerful hallucinogenic drug known. It was discovered in 1938 by Albert Hoffman a Swiss chemist, whose actual purpose was to find a cure for the common cold. It has had a checkered history to say the least. Iconic public figures have, in the past, advocated its use: Hunter S Thompson, The Beatles, and Timothy Leary being notable advocates.
After 1-2 hours of ingesting the drug, visual awareness is heightened, sounds become enhanced, emotions and physical sensations are altered. The user’s sense of self and its interaction with people or objects, their concept of reality is generally brought to question. Strange visual stimuli, that may or may not be comforting or frightening overwhelm the user, there is a real risk of irrational fear taking over, paranoia, confusion or panic. Equally, some people have apparently wonderful experiences with none of these symptoms.

The most popular of all recreational drugs, Cannabis, or Marijuana, Grass, Hemp, Weed, Pot, Hash, Dope or a variety of regional names has been cultivated for thousands of years. Derived in various forms from the Cannabis plants Cannabis Indica or Cannabis Sativa, it is native to central Asia but its cultivation and use is global. It is a Psychoactive and a Psychedelic. It can be smoked as leaves or flower buds, it can be ground down to isolate the crystallized sap and then pressed into a solid, or the resin extracted by collection via contact with the sticky plant parts.
The effects are fairly immediate, a slightly drunken but euphoric sensation, it can be mild or strong according to the method of delivery and the strength and quantity of the dose. It is not generally debilitating unless as with anything else it is taken to excess, and it can cause some mental confusion that is mostly temporary.

Drăguţ, nu?

Monday, March 29, 2010

Butters bottom bitch...


Sucking on my titties like you wanted me
Calling me, all the time like Blondie
Check out my chrissy behind
It's fine all of the time
Like sex on the beaches
What else is in the teaches of peaches? Huh? What?

Sucking' on my titties like you wanted me
Calling me, all the time like Blondie
Check out my chrissy behind
It's fine all of the time
What else is in the teaches of peaches?
Like sex on the beaches, Huh? What?

Huh? Right. What? Uhh
IUD SIS, stay in school ‘cause it's the best

Sucking' on my titties like you wanted me
Calling me, all the time like Blondie
Check out my chrissy behind
It's fine all of the time
Like sex on the beaches
What else is in the teaches of peaches? Huh? What?
Fuck the pain away. Fuck the pain away

Sunday, March 28, 2010

Go Architecture...

Am găsit un post la un articol, sau ceva de genul ăsta...

I'm a Architecture student, so it is really common for me to stay awake for 3-4 days and working, and there are rummors in my university that some students have gone crazy from the stress, I personally start feeling sick after 2 days, after 3 I start having memory lapses and hallucinations but thats life, sleep or work. I take 2 cafeine aspirins and a coke, that really makes you wake up (don't try that at home) but I've done a small research about this and many documents I read and some doctors I asked say you can't die from lack of sleep, you will pass out before dying, and your body will fall asleep no matter what after some days (depending on your resistance) so, don't freak out, you won't die of lack of sleep unless of course you go for a walk and you get hit by a bus in your stand by state... anyway, try to sleep at least 6 hours. XOXO.


Drăguţ, nu?
So, cum se spune pe la noi: No food, no sex, no sleep. Go Architecture!
(ps. am completat eu formula de nevoi primare, căci "noi" e mai cnalizat)

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

Doar atât...

Am auzit-o într-o melodie, şi mi-a rămas în minte...
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Mă gândesc la fosta iubită
Şi când zic iubită, înseamnă că am iubit-o

Wednesday, March 17, 2010

What do the five fingers say to the face?

Dacă tot am intrat pe firul Dave Chapelle şi (I'm) Rick James (bitch), trebuie să pun setul acesta de clipuri.





Acest tip de relaţie mi se pare complet deosebit.
Ce poate fi mai drăguţ decât un grup de oameni care se pocnesc repetat.
Cum spune şi Sadimicri, e inevitabil uneori.
Uneori, când toate variabilele sunt favorabile.
E inevitabil câte un wresling prietenesc, un mic pumn în bărbie, sau o împingere către un spaţiu închis.

So, SLAP!

Thursday, February 25, 2010

Sometimes I just wish I could sleep all way through

You know Marcel Proust?
French writer. Total loser.
Never had a real job. Unrequited love affairs. Gay.
Spent 20 years writing a book almost no one reads. But he's also probably the greatest writer since Shakespeare.
Anyway, he gets down to the end of his life...and he looks back and decides that all those years he suffered - those were the best years of his life, because they made him who he was.
All the years he was happy? You know,total waste. Didn't learn a thing.

Monday, February 22, 2010

Recomand..

Recent discutam. Să zicem cu un prieten, fie el Sadimicri Gustav.
Şi am realizat că practic există două tipuri de oameni, unu - oameni care au anumite idei şi principii, fie că sunt considerate bune sau rele, doi - oameni care sunt convinşi şi atraşi de primii oameni în ideile şi principiile lor.
Mă rog, discuţia asta poate ţine zile, dar nu este cazul acum.

Recomand: idee aceasta privită prin South Park - sezon 5, episod 4: Super Best Friends, şi Family Guy - sezon 4, episod 18: The Father, the Son, and the Holy Fonz.
Have fun...

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

I am.

I am.
- relaxation and scripts for self-help, personal change and fulfilment

I deserve to be,
I want to be,
I can be,
I will be,
I am.

I am.
I am good person.
I have integrity.
I do what is ethically right and good. 
Whatever life puts before me will be useful experience that will make me stronger, wiser, and more tolerant.
I am strong enough to understand and make allowances for other people's weaknesses, and their behaviour towards me. Other people's behaviour is about them, not me.
I focus on the joy of living my life and helping others where and when I can.
I am what I eat and drink, so I eat and drink good things.
I am what I watch and play and listen, so I watch and play and listen to good positive things.
I take exercise which I enjoy. I walk when I don't need to drive or take the bus or train.
I smile and laugh whenever I can - life is good - getting caught in the rain reminds me that it is good to be alive to feel it.
I forgive other people. Deep down everyone is a good person, just like me.
I am a compassionate and loving, caring person.
I am a good person.
I am.



(aici, from the research for SELF-words)

Saturday, January 30, 2010

17 - 06 - 2009 : pentru o carte - recunoaşteţi

Aci aseara cu-o fată am-nnoptat,
Dotată şi zdravănă,
numa' bună în pat.