AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG
OMFGZZZZ :D



RAZLAGI SI KAKOR SI ZNAŠ SAM.
:D
:D
:D

BAH BYE.

PS.: BMM se bliža...

Jealousy does the thing.

(ta slika ima pomen.)

Če se vtikaš v življenja drugih, samo zato,
da bi svojega naredil zanimivega,
pomeni,
DA SVOJEGA ŽIVLJENJA SPLOH NIMAŠ.

A se kdo NE strinja?

Ne razumem pomena tega, da se nekdo ne strinja s tem kako se nekdo oblači, obnaša, se ukvarja z drugimi interesi, ki njemu niso všeč.
Ljudje smo različni.
Ampak zakaj vse manj ljudi to opazi?
Boj za obstanek. :)
In, če imaš svoje življenje, ga dopolni s svojimi izkušjami, s svojimi ineresi, ne pa s tem, da druge žališ, ogovarjaš, govoriš kako nimajo stila in se imaš za nekaj več.
Vsi imamo drugačne interese in to je treba sprejeti.
Šele, ko boš sam dosegel tisto, kar so dosegli tisti, ki niso narejeni po tvojih merilih, se lahko z njimi primerjaš.
Do takrat gre pa za čisto ljubosumje.
In če misliš, da boš spremenil kaj s tem, da boš druge ogovarjal, češ kot da oni tega ne vedo, se močno motiš.
Imaš življenje, zato živi svoje. Samo priporočam.
;)


Anyka.

Fuck it!

Tle je moja rešitev naloge pr angleščini. Prebrala sm Oliverja Twista, naloga se je pa nanašala na življenje v velikih mestih in stuff like that.
I like it.

I think that conditions in big cities haven't changed that much. Maybe a bit. But we still can't say that cities are clean and pleasant to see. People are still 'destroying' cities with car gases and things like that. This remembers me of global warming.
Few days ago, I watched a documentary film about it and it really made me think. People have done ugly things to the Earth and it's not fair. Well, anyway... I understand that living in big cities like London and New York isn't that easy. People there are busy and public transport, for example, isn't really the ideal solution for them, so they use their own vehicles to travel from place to place. Another answer could be laziness. People are (maybe) too lazy to walk to the nearest trashcan, thinking of 'one plastic bottle can't do any damage'; well, if everyone think that way, it could and it has done a lot of damage.
Another problem we have are thieves, criminal. I can say that I read about it every day. A guy killed his parents, some boys attacked a group of people with a saw, a man killed his girlfriend and then made a suicide, he broke into their house, stole all credit cards etc. A couple of years ago, I thought that's not possible to happen. Not in our country. People in Slovenia are nice, loving and caring. I guess I was wrong. People here are capable to do loads of bad things and that makes me extremely disappointed. Still... I don't know why are they doing it? What makes them to do a suicide? Maybe financial crises that spread all over the world. People think there's no reason to live anymore so they kill themselves. They kill others. And that's just sad.

Bodite nežni :D
Lana

You wanna show the world, but no one knows your name yet
Wonder when and where and how you're gonna make it
You know you can if you get the chance
In your face as the door keeps slamming
Now you're feeling more and more frustrated
And you're getting all kind of impatient waiting

Včasih se sprašujem, če je sploh vredno truda, tiste moči ki jo mamo vsi v seb? A je? Ker že res sovražim bit tista ki vedno vloži tolk truda v vse, tista, ki da vedno vse od sebe in ki nikol ne preneha, samo zato da je nakonc razočarana. Res, da te vedno zatre ko vidiš vedno boljše od sebe ampak, ko vidiš nekoga s katerim se lahko dejansko primerjaš, se pa vprašaš kak lahko njemu uspe tebi pa ne? Kaj ma on ti pa ne? Zakaj si vedno ti tisti, ki je razočaran? Včasih se sprašujem ali je sploh vredno vztrajat? So momenti, ko bi najrajš odnehala... Pustila vse, bla brez skrbi, brez vsega... Sam ne morem.
Ni odvisno od tebe, ampak od tistih, ki te lahko povzpejo naprej, če bi oni vedl kolk si nekdo nečesa želi, bi bilo boljše, brez razočaranj. Samo zakaj tega noben ne opazi? Itak, čakat moreš na tisto šanso da te nekdo opazi, sam včasih se zdi čakanje brezupno. In potem je tukaj spet vprašanje; A je vredno?
Med prvih sto v Sloveniji sem pršla... Ne, ni dobro.
Vse ka vem, je sam to, da nisem js kriva. Dala sem vse od sebe, sam jebatga, nekdo more bit razočaran, in seveda morem bit to vedno JAZ.

DOST MAM TEGA!

When you can't wait any longer
But there's no end in sight
It's the faith that makes you stronger
The only way we get there
Is one step at a time

Hvala vsem za podporo! Rada vas mam. :)
Anyka

JUTR ...

Js NE upam,

Js NE vem,





Js SANJAM.
=)

Pa sej ma vsak šanso ane?

P.S.: že milijontič: mene je strah. :S

Just another day written in my diary...

Birma je za nami...

Seveda ne bi moglo iti brez: padcev, spodrsljajev, smeha, HRANE - ki je bila kasneje vzrok za pretesno obleko, denarja, dobre družbe, komarjev in smeha in smeha in smeha in smeha...
Jap, blo je fajn!


Uživajte. :)


ANYKA.*

Nevem ka bi rekla.

Uuu, neki novga.

Jutr pa

SPET NAZAJ V KRUTO REALNOST, kjer se zdijo počitnice še prekleto daleč.

<.<'

P.S.: Se opravičujem, ker se nism spravla prej pisat, pa vam zdej voščim že minuli SVETOVNI DAN PLESA. Keep on dancin'! :)

"Ples je univerzalen jezik. Predstavlja človeško identiteto in praznovanje človeškega duha. Ples je umetniško srce krvnega sorodstva. Je posvečeno univerzalno zdravilo."
(Stephen Page, Dance Company, plesno gledališče Bangarra, Sydney.)