trešdiena, 2011. gada 28. septembris

Miu.

2:44 naktī. sēžu un domāju.
Dzīve kā zāģis. Uz augšu, uz leju, uz augšu, uz leju, un visi "kalniņi" vienādi.
Gribas te ierakstīt kko vairāk, bet nav spēka.

Katru dienu uzzinu, kaut ko jaunu cilvēku uzvedībā ūn redzu likumsakarības. Weird.

otrdiena, 2011. gada 20. septembris

Ŗīt.

Ŗŗŗŗŗīīīīt!

sestdiena, 2011. gada 17. septembris

Youtube komentārs.

"She walks by and I feel inlove. "

Mmh, forša sajūta laikam, kad tā.

trešdiena, 2011. gada 14. septembris

Es palasīju savu blogu. Senos ierakstus.

Dēm.
I've changed.
Anyway - gribēju iekopēt vienu lietiņu ko biju sacerējis pirms ilga ilga laika, and vēlreiz ierakstīt šurp, jo I don't care what you think but I like what I wrote.

He went to her and said -
You're everything to me, you know you are,
Even though, I probably feel about you the very same way you feel about me,
You still mean everything to me.
Let's give it a chance of a sunrise, or at least a snowball's chance in hell.
Just for a second, let's imagine us sitting on a hill, watching the sunrise which..
belongs to nobody but us. Imagine us looking at it until even our sun sets.
It's a dream. Yet it could've been the best reality, or at least a perfect memory.
We could've played hide & seek in the shadows.
We could've found each other with a flashlight.
We could've driven to the ends of the earth.
We could've dove in the spring grass and watched the sky.
Oh, if only we could've.
If only I could say what I wanted to say and mean it.
If only nobody else in the world, would've seen it.
If only it could've been our reality.
But here I sit alone with my dreams,
Looking at a view inside my head, and..
Watching the sun in the sky, with my thumb at it,
And thinking.. "Hey.. The sun's never bigger than your thumb, either."

otrdiena, 2011. gada 13. septembris

I'll sing this song for you.

So listen.

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I almost wrote a song.
About you today.
But I tore it all up.
And I threw it away.

otrdiena, 2011. gada 6. septembris

Oh yeah. I'm awesome :D

Sarunas spēles laikā. D:
Juta izmet 1. metienu = Nja iegrābāmies laikam, nekad nav uz labu kad bowlinga darbinieki piedāvā ar viņiem pa brīvu uzraut bowlingu..
3. Piegājiens = bļ. kkā neiet šodien..
7. Piegājiens = Bāc Tom.. Tev 2x vairāk punkti kā man. Smieklīgākais tas ka es šo spēli uzvarēšu.
Pēc 8. Piegājiena = Nu ko.. tgd 3 straikus pēc kārtas.
Spēles beigas = Good Game, good game. :D


pirmdiena, 2011. gada 5. septembris

This evening was fucking awesome.

Pool. Bezmaksas bowling. 11os vakarā laist lejā bumbu piepildītā vietā no slidkalniņa bērnu spēļlaukumā iekš bowlero. my gawd that was awesome.

lol, atkal pāvelam mēnešreizes.

1) Pēdējo stundu es esmu faking happī. Weird.
2) Kkā baigi daudz ierakstu pēdējās 24h. D:

Internets.

Staļins vai Hitlers vai arī kkāds amerikas mafiozo (neatceros kurš) reiz teica "Ir divas lietas, kas jāver vaļā apdomājot. Muti un maku."

Jā. Mute ir sasodīti liela problēma.
Or at least that used to be the case. Tagad mums ir internets un citi brīnumi.
Un tagad arī pirksti ir tur lai piedalītos jautrībā.

Life would be so much better... at times. Without the internet. Or phones.

svētdiena, 2011. gada 4. septembris

ceturtdiena, 2011. gada 1. septembris