Monday, April 28, 2008
Sunday, April 13, 2008
Sunday wins!
Too... tired... to... swallow... even... *blink blink*
What I have been doing? I have been skating, yes I have :) Roller-skating! For hours!
Debeściaki Skate Team is officially back on the track! Nothing big - just Marta and I, you know, but having the equipment back on your feet is fabulousness in all it's glory. It's been six years from the accident in this little sk8park now (and my last visit there all in one) so I really don't think I am able to forget about gravity once again and just do the jumps and flips and stuff. It's too late now and I'm too old for this crap I guess. Sliding can be fun too :) I am not gonna end up on sliding though, no way! I am still able to do some shy jumps and few tricks that don't need me to take off the ground, but they're quite clumsy yet. Mmmmm... challenge... I could make it work. Or I could reach critical, have a total breakdown and run to the hills to live on in legend ;) Not entirely sure about the legend, though. Heh. We'll see. Now I just need to set up some decent logo for our little team :) Another fun, ha! :D
What I have been doing? I have been walking, yes I have :) Around the park, with my mate. For hours!
Yeap, spring has come. For sure. With all it's sun, warmth and those nauseating couples on every park bench, in every bus or tram or subway train. Geeeeesssss... GET A ROOM, PEOPLE!
Whatever...
Sunday wins!
But my ankles are killing me now and my batteries need recharging so please excuse me... :)
Oh, and I clean forgot! I cached up with some tunes lately and there is one more obligatory album to have in one's collection. Soundtrack from "Once", that is. Movie's awesome, music's even more :)
Voice(s): B+
Music: A (there is something about the guitar sound I cannot resist)
Cover (poster): A
Overall Grade: A
What I have been doing? I have been skating, yes I have :) Roller-skating! For hours!
Debeściaki Skate Team is officially back on the track! Nothing big - just Marta and I, you know, but having the equipment back on your feet is fabulousness in all it's glory. It's been six years from the accident in this little sk8park now (and my last visit there all in one) so I really don't think I am able to forget about gravity once again and just do the jumps and flips and stuff. It's too late now and I'm too old for this crap I guess. Sliding can be fun too :) I am not gonna end up on sliding though, no way! I am still able to do some shy jumps and few tricks that don't need me to take off the ground, but they're quite clumsy yet. Mmmmm... challenge... I could make it work. Or I could reach critical, have a total breakdown and run to the hills to live on in legend ;) Not entirely sure about the legend, though. Heh. We'll see. Now I just need to set up some decent logo for our little team :) Another fun, ha! :D
What I have been doing? I have been walking, yes I have :) Around the park, with my mate. For hours!
Yeap, spring has come. For sure. With all it's sun, warmth and those nauseating couples on every park bench, in every bus or tram or subway train. Geeeeesssss... GET A ROOM, PEOPLE!
Whatever...
Sunday wins!
But my ankles are killing me now and my batteries need recharging so please excuse me... :)
Oh, and I clean forgot! I cached up with some tunes lately and there is one more obligatory album to have in one's collection. Soundtrack from "Once", that is. Movie's awesome, music's even more :)
Voice(s): B+
Music: A (there is something about the guitar sound I cannot resist)
Cover (poster): A
Overall Grade: A
Wednesday, April 9, 2008
Monday, April 7, 2008
Sunday, April 6, 2008
Pâté with angels
I walk through a beautiful grassy meadow. Long blades reach my shoulders and I dive into them picking poppies and herbs. The air smells with wild peppermint and clover, the sun beats down pleasantly and warms my face. My hair is long, in the colour of straw and I’m dressed in a white and blue gown. Barefoot…
With an armful of flowers I enter a temple. I’m surrounded by plain, cold columns and walls with windows that look more like hanging in a dark void. I walk directly to a place where the building ends rapidly and falls into a gloomy precipice. And there, in the middle of the darkness I can see a distinguished young woman standing on a ledge, surrounded with pale, warm light. We look into each other’s eyes for a moment. Her look is dark and deep while mine stays cold and suspicious.
She sais:
You were born at frosty winter dawn. You’ve been distrustful since childhood and you remained so. You always walk your own path, never give away somebody else’s nor own secrets. You pursue your goals stubbornly but constantly choose the honest way. You are severe for yourself much more than for the others.
All your life you will follow the illusory light but your hands will stay empty and your heart full of despair. You will loose everything you’ll love and gain nothing you’ll ever want. In your wastefulness, you’ll give the fate the best of you in return for angry word. One day you’ll meet a servant angel walking across your path and for this little moment you’ll find your happiness.
With an armful of flowers I enter a temple. I’m surrounded by plain, cold columns and walls with windows that look more like hanging in a dark void. I walk directly to a place where the building ends rapidly and falls into a gloomy precipice. And there, in the middle of the darkness I can see a distinguished young woman standing on a ledge, surrounded with pale, warm light. We look into each other’s eyes for a moment. Her look is dark and deep while mine stays cold and suspicious.
She sais:
You were born at frosty winter dawn. You’ve been distrustful since childhood and you remained so. You always walk your own path, never give away somebody else’s nor own secrets. You pursue your goals stubbornly but constantly choose the honest way. You are severe for yourself much more than for the others.
All your life you will follow the illusory light but your hands will stay empty and your heart full of despair. You will loose everything you’ll love and gain nothing you’ll ever want. In your wastefulness, you’ll give the fate the best of you in return for angry word. One day you’ll meet a servant angel walking across your path and for this little moment you’ll find your happiness.
["Dream from Avesta" or "Malache Hasharet" by Megan 08.04.2005]
Saturday, April 5, 2008
First, the squee!
Happy birthday to youuuu,
Happy birthday to youuuu,
Happy birthday dear Filip...
You're twenty two and I'm nooooooooooot ;pp
Have a good one! *smooch* :)
Have a haul!
And a deep and meaningful thought of another year passing ;)
[No honey, you are still not allowed to resort to cannibalism, sorry.]
Happy birthday to youuuu,
Happy birthday to youuuu,
Happy birthday dear Filip...
You're twenty two and I'm nooooooooooot ;pp
Have a good one! *smooch* :)
Have a haul!
And a deep and meaningful thought of another year passing ;)
[No honey, you are still not allowed to resort to cannibalism, sorry.]
ditch water
*post has been deleted due to safety issues*
It was a long post hanging here the other night. Very personal.
But I took a look at it again in the morning and it was like alive and kicking and baring it's teeth on me. Breathing down the back of my neck also.
Luckily, there is a 'delete' button for me to defend and it's gone.
It was a long post hanging here the other night. Very personal.
But I took a look at it again in the morning and it was like alive and kicking and baring it's teeth on me. Breathing down the back of my neck also.
Luckily, there is a 'delete' button for me to defend and it's gone.
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