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| Thursday, December 19th, 2002 |
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Pēdējā skolas diena! Un man jāiet uz trešo stundu :) Un māsa atsakās atnest man kafiju, pamatojot to ar "i`m a cold-hearted bitch" Šonakt piecos modos augšā un mocījos ar kaut ko, nevarēju saprast īsti, kas man kaitēja, bet nu fakts tāds, ka jutos briesmīgi un nespēju aizmigt. Varbūt vakarā kaut ko nelabu ieēdu.. Vismaz spilgtākā atmiņā palikusī tāda mocīšanās bija Ziemassvētkos, kad pusnaktī sarijos piparkūkas un pēcāk arī nevarēju aizmigt. Nuja. |
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On a chain of beautiful deserted islands in the middle of nowhere, the following people are stranded, each on their own island: 1. Two Italian men and one Italian woman 2. Two French men and one French woman 3. Two German men and one German woman 4. Two Greek men and one Greek woman 5. Two English men and one English woman 6. Two Bulgarian men and one Bulgarian woman 7. Two Japanese men and one Japanese woman 8. Two Chinese men and one Chinese woman 9. Two Irish men and one Irish woman 10. Two American men and one American woman One month later on these absolutely stunning deserted islands in the middle of nowhere, the following things have occurred: 1. One Italian man killed the other Italian man for the Italian woman. 2. The two French men and the French woman are living happily together in a ménage a trois. 3. The two German men have a strict weekly schedule of alternating visits with the German woman. 4. The two Greek men are sleeping with each other and the Greek woman is cleaning and cooking for them. 5. The two English men are waiting for someone to introduce them to the English woman. 6. The two Bulgarian men took one look at the Bulgarian woman and started swimming to the English Island. 7. The two Japanese have faxed Tokyo and are awaiting instructions. 8. The two Chinese men have set up a pharmacy, liquor store, restaurant and laundry, and have gotten the woman pregnant in order to supply employees for their stores. 9. The two Irish men divided the island into North and South and set up a distillery. They do not remember if sex is in the picture because it gets somewhat foggy after a couple of liters of coconut whiskey. However, they're satisfied because the English aren't having any fun. 10. The two American men are contemplating suicide, because the American woman will not shut up and complains relentlessly about her body, the true nature of feminism, what the sun is doing to her skin and hair, how she can do anything they can do, the necessity of fulfillment, the equal division of household chores, how sand and palm trees make her look fat, how her last boyfriend respected her opinion and treated her nicer than they do, and how her relationship with her mother is the cause of her problems, and why didn't they bring a cell phone so they could call 911 and get them all rescued so she can get her nails done and go shopping. |
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Jipī! Nu ir galā, pēdējā skolas diena arī beigusies. Vēl rīt liecības un pēc tam vecāku apmaksāts boulings. Bez audzinātājas, kas savukārt nozīmē, ka puse klases visticamāk nodzersies un nopīpēsies. Un ko darīšu es? Es appelēšu maliņā un sūkšu kolu vai kaut ko tādu. Nu visā visumā jauka diena.. Literatūras skolotāja nosauca mani un Robi par "dziļākajiem cilvēkiem klasē" utt... Nu sentimentāli jau ir, bet milzīgs prieks tomēr :) kā jau par jebkuriem labiem vārdiem. Bet es jau kaļu plānus, kā vidusskolas beigās attiecībā uz Siliņšmiti (literatūras skolotāju) verbāli nokārtot dažas neskaidrības.. |
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Man sāp galva. Man nekad mūžā nav tā pa īstam sāpējusi galva, un tagad - man sāp galva! .. un tas ir bezgala nepatīkami |
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The Cure - Lullaby On candystripe legs The spiderman comes softly Through the shadow of the evening Sun stealing past the windows of the blissfully dead Looking for the victim shivering in bed Searching out fear in the gathering gloom And suddenly! A movement in the corner of the room! And there is nothing I can do When I realise with fright That the spiderman is having me for dinner tonight Quietly he laughs and shaking his head creeps Closer now closer to the foot of the bed And softer than shadows And quicker than flies His arms are all around me and his tongue in my eyes "Be still be calm be quiet now my precious boy don't struggle like that or I will only love you more For it's much too late to get away or turn on the light The spiderman is having you for dinner tonight" And I feel like I'm being eaten By a thousand million Shivering furry holes And I know that in the morning I will wake up in the shivering cold And the spiderman is always hungry |
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