So nice... so smart...

Kimya Dawson - So nice, so smart

i was quiet as a mouse
when i snuck into your house
and took roofies with your spouse
in a nit and out a louse
and lice are lousy all the time
they suck your blood drink your wine
say shut up and quit your crying
give it time and you'll be fine

you're so nice and you're so smart
you're such a good friend i hafta break your heart
tell you that i love you then i'll tear your world apart
just pretend i didn't tear your world apart

i like boys with strong convictions
and convicts with perfect diction
underdogs with good intentions
amputees with stamp collections
plywood skinboards ride the ocean
salty noses suntan lotion
always seriously joking
and rambunctiously soft-spoken
i like boys that like their mothers
and i have a thing for brothers
but they always wait til we're under the covers
to say i'm sure glad we're not lovers

you're so nice and you're so smart
you're such a good friend i hafta break your heart
tell you that i love you then i'll tear your world apart
just pretend i didn't tear your world apart

i like my new bunnysuit
i like my new bunnysuit
i like my new bunnysuit
when i wear it i feel cute

Daca ploua ma-mbrac in alb...

Daca e vineri, nu mai pot de cald...

Well, e vineri. Dureros de vineri. Deja vineri. Iar vineri. (Vaicarelile astea ar merge pe "Luni, iar luni, deja luni" dar la mine se aplica pentru vineri.)

Daca e vineri nu mai pot de cald spuneam... citam... debitam. Well, e vineri. Dureros de vineri. Deja... cred c-am mai spus asta o data.

Dar e vineri si mie mi-e frig, desi caloriferele sunt mai fierbinti decat in decembrie, desi sunt infasurata in esarfa verde adusa din Afganistan, desi... Mi-e frig. Punct.

Si mi-e dor de o zi pierduta aiurea, pe plaja, cu o bere (doua, trei, multe) in mana, cu telefonul departe si zambete calde. Cu oameni dragi, cu multe cuvinte fara sens dar funny, cu...

Sucks being a grown up, sucks si mai tare being the grown up of the house, sucks sa cauti oameni si sa ii ridici la puterea ideal numai sa te dezamageasca dupa 2 saptamani. Si tind sa cred ca imi era mai bine inainte, just me - myself - and - I si ... si gata...

Port ochelari de soare... de fapt, de cal...
Cine e de vina?

The Cure - Close to me

Just because...

Who says life is boring?

Soundtrack: StreetLight Manifesto - The Big Sleep

"I'm not leaving this place unless I'm leaving with you..."

Lucky Strike, ceva suc de portocale si retrospectiva mentala.

Ieri a fost o zi proasta, per ansamblu. Dar nu ma voi concentra pe partea proasta. Adevarul este undeva la mijloc.

"Me and Mr Dylan on our way home had a heart to heart about life..."

Oricum, consider ca sa fii amenintat cu pistolul (fie el si cu aer comprimat) nu este cea mai normala conversatie care se poate desfasura pe coridorul facultatii, in timp ce astepti sa intri la oral.

"How many more sacrifices must we make...?"

Daca mi s-au putut intampla parcuri la un moment dat, ieri mi s-a intamplat o tigara. Foarte ciudat si smile providing. Trebuie sa descopar omul responsabil cu tigara. Pentru ca s-ar putea ca maine sa am iar nevoie ca un necunoscut sa imi spuna ca sunt un copil rasfatat de clasa a IV-a si sa imi aprinda o tigara, ca injuraturile neafumate nu au farmec.

"And as you close your eyes for the big sleep I hope you think of me..."

Oamenii normali, dupa 1 noapte nedormita si 2 colocvii la ora 12 noaptea dorm. Oamenii care nu au nici un stres, la ora 12 noaptea, foarte beti fiind, pun mana pe telefon (nici macar al lor) si trezesc lumea cu texte rupte din telenovele. Dupa care posesorul telefonului il recupereaza si incepe sa debiteze chestii pe care el le considera sweet si geniale. De fapt, din perspectiva receptorului sunt seci si potential dureroase, daca receptorul chiar si-ar mai bate capul.

"Why do you cry when you know how the story ends?..."

Stone Sour - Through Glass

I'm looking at you through the glass
Don't know how much time has passed
Oh God it feels like forever
But no one ever tells you that forever feels like home
Sitting all alone inside your head

[Cause I'm looking at you through the glass
Don't know how much time has passed
All I know is that it feels like forever
No one ever tells you that forever feels like home
Sitting all alone inside your head ]

How do you feel? That is the question
But I forget you don't expect an easy answer
When something like a soul becomes initialized
And folded up like paper dolls and little notes
You can't expect a bit of hope
So while you're outside looking in
Describing what you see
Remember what you're staring at is me

'Cause I'm looking at you through the glass
Don't know how much time has passed
All I know is that it feels like forever
but No one ever tells you that forever feels like home
Sitting all alone inside your head

How much is real?
So much to question
An epidemic of the mannequins
contaminating everything
We thought came from the heart
But never did right from the start
Just listen to the noises
(Null and void instead of voices)
Before you tell yourself
It's just a different scene
Remember it's just different from what you've seen

I'm looking at you through the glass
Don't know how much time has passed
And all I know is that it feels like forever

But no one ever tells you that forever feels like home
Sitting all alone inside your head

'Cause I'm looking at you through the glass
Don't know how much time has passed
And all I know is that it feels like forever
But no one ever tells you that forever feels like home
Sitting all alone inside your head

And it's the stars
The stars that shine for you
And it's the stars
The stars that lie to you, yeah ah
And it's the stars
The stars that shine for you
And it's the stars
The stars that lie to you, yeah ah

I'm looking at you through the glass
Don't know how much time has passed
Oh God it feels like forever
But no one ever tells you that forever feels like home
Sitting all alone inside your head

'Cause I'm looking at you through the glass
Don't know how much time has passed
All I know is that it feels like forever
But no one ever tells you that forever feels like home
Sitting all alone inside your head

And it's the stars
The stars that shine for you, yeah ah
And it's the stars
The stars that lie to you, yeah ah
And it's the stars
The stars that shine for you, yeah ah
And its's the stars
The stars that lie to you, yeah yeah

Oh when the stars
Oh when the stars they lie.

Maniacs

Hmmm... un gand pentru toti maniacii 6/49. Pentru toti care ne omoara duminicile si sambetele si nervii. Si care au impresia ca noi, muritorii care le luam banii pe bilete, avem inside tips. Sunt tare curioasa cand or sa isi dea seama ca daca am avea asa ceva, duminica am dormi pana la 12.

I ... I knew...

System Of A Down - Roulette

I have a problem that I cannot explain,
I have no reason why it should have been so plain,
Have no questions but I sure have excuse,
I lack the reason why I should be so confused,

I know, how I feel when I'm around you,
I don't know, how I feel when I'm around you,
Around you,

Left a message but it ain't a bit of use,
I have some pictures, the wild might be the deuce,
Today you saw, you saw me, you explained,
Playing the show and running down the plane,

I know, how I feel when I'm around you,
I don't know, how I feel when I'm around you,
I, I know, how I feel when I'm around you,
I don't know, how I feel when I'm around you,
Around you, Around you, Around you...

And it says it all and better than me... god damn stare cretina!

(am reusit in 3 ore sa fac un meniu in Java... I feel stupid)

Ce vremuri, domnle...

Eram super kinder cand am auzit melodia asta... cred ca stateam inca la Severin, deci clar mega kinder... Plus... mcm2??? Fraaaaate! Deci oftez si zic "pe vremea mea..." (asta legat de concluzia la care am ajuns azi cu Cristi... ca am imbatranit...)

Out of time...

Blur. Just like the one in my head.

Where's the love song?
To set us free
Too many people down
Everything turning the wrong way around
And I don't know what love will be
But if we start dreaming now
Lord knows we'll never leave the clouds

And you've been so busy lately that you haven't found the time
To open up your mind
And watch the world spinning gently out of time

Feel the sunshine on your face
It's in a computer now
Gone are the future, way out in space

Tell me I'm not dreaming but are we out of time?
(We're) out of time

Febra listelor

Intre 2 cursuri de actionari astazi, la lucru (evident, doar n-o sa stau sa invat acasa, ce naiba!) m-a apucat mania listelor.

Lista cu materii, prezente, examene, ce vrea fiecare de la mine (cred ca e primul moment in care ma bucur ca nu am materii pe 7 saptamani si / sau partiale).

Pe urma mi-am dat seama ca inainte de Maria Sa Sesiunea vine ceva si mai important... Craciunul. Asa ca am luat o foaie noua si am facut o alta lista. Cu oamenii la care vreau (nu trebuie, vreau) sa fac pe the old fat Santa (desi nu sunt nici fat nici old)... Buuun, lista facuta. Blocaj. La categoria CE.

Asa ca daca aveti idei / dorinte / bla feel free to share. Sunt open minded.

(Si ca o paranteza fara legatura cu listele... la 1 noaptea killa avea chef sa ma deplasez la el sa ne jucam fifa... si melodia e kindda ok)

Umbrella :)))

Hmmm... acuma nush daca oamenii astia se vad the new Blink 182, dar am ras ca inecata azi cand am vazut clipul ;)

We can live like Jack and Sally if we want

Tu ai incerca sa ma trezesti, ca e tarziu.

Eu as mormai si m-as intoarce pe partea cealalta.

Tu ai rade de mine si ai veni cu cana de cafea sa ma faci sa ma dau jos din pat.

Eu as deschide o jumatate de ochi si ti-as lua cafeaua ta, chiar daca e dulce.

Tu ai protesta, dar te-ai duce si ti-ai lua alta cana.

Eu as insista sa te imbraci mai bine, ca e frig afara.

Tu m-ai spune ca nu esti copil mic, dar ai raci oricum.

Eu ti-as da tie pelerina putin mov, ca iti place sa fumezi pe strada si nu iti plac umbrelele.

Tu ai uita pelerina undeva.

Eu m-as revolta.

Tu ai ajunge dupa mine acasa si ai gasi calorifelele calde, cafea facuta si miros de mare in camera.

Eu ti-as spune sa plecam in Grecia, ca e cald acolo.

Tu mi-ai explica lucruri incalcite despre inundatii si frig.

Eu ti-as scoate limba, m-as stramba si as emite pretentii de mutat pe luna.

Tu ai propune in schimb un vin fiert. Cu mere si portocale.

Eu ti-as spune ca mi-e lene sa ies din casa, e frig si ploua.

Tu ai protesta mut, dar ai ramane cu mine.

Multumiri sebi :))

Genialitate... sau cat de departe au ajuns ozone de au ajuns Bloodhound Gang sa ii plagieze :))

Pistol cu capse - in locul tau

Lasand la o parte dracii de azi... asta mi-a placut.

TV will kill you

Deeeci... am facut marea tampenie sa inchid calculatorul inainte sa mi se faca somn si sa deschid televizor. Ce mi-a provocat dureri de cap decat cele existente:

- reclama de la ALTEX ... aia cu mosii si televizorul si ceasurile de sah. Ma rog, in afara de "catehalatu" si "batman - batman", cam toate reclamele la altex sunt cel putin cretine.

- reclama aia la nush ce... cu finala cupei de cartier la ping pong, in care tipa se isterizeaza si apare un nenea in costum pe post de inger pazitor cu ursuletul, florile, cadoul bla bla. Acuma... da, femeile sunt isterice cand e vorba de "gigel, iubire, iar ai uitat de aniversare / bday / ceva". Dar de aici si pana la a generaliza in halul asta (de exemplu, stiu tipe carora li se profund rupe de chestia asta - nu, i'm not the case) sau a insulta in asemenea hal inteligenta feminina... fuck off!

- campania electorala. Adica, neoficiala inca. Dar fiecare muritor colorat politic apare cu absolut orice ocazie la orice post de teveu. Spre nenorocul meu, detin parinte care lucreaza in presa. Din nou spre nenorocul meu, materia mea cenusie inregistreaza involuntar informatii... asa ca "liana stie" cine, ce gigel isi face de fapt campanie electorala inca de acum... trist.

- stefan banica jr. Nu stiu de ce. Ma dispera fata lui. Am stat 5 secunde pe protv si a reusit sa imi ridice tensiunea (dar durerea de cap tot nu a trecut, deci nu e de la tensiune).

- si tocmai am adaugat pe lista reclama la millenium. Chhhh!!!

Concluzie: maine, dupa marea revolutie anuntata la mine in camera (evident, eu nu am avut nimic de spus pentru ca eu ma vait ca ma trage curentul bla bla bla), voi pune mana pe telefon si voi suna la alpitur sa imi mute ip-ul de pe calculator pe Doi. Mare tampenie ip-urile astea la alpitur. Si maria sa Grey se va descarca, ca sa nu mai fiu eu nevoita sa ma uit la teveu... ca sa oarecum parafrazez OCS...

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Nu stiu de ce, parca tot mai mult imi place in varianta Alexutza. Dar merge si asta :) Come on! Glumesc, e geniala melodia. :)