Star War notes.

Baldone II

Fri, 19 Nov 2010 23:59:12 GMT

Jenots ir maita, man sāp kājas un viņa man liek cibot. bah, blah, blah. Vari zaptot.

Vēstule

Sat, 14 Aug 2010 05:57:55 GMT

Manu dārgo, spalvaino zvēr,

Kamēr tu biji prom, man, tavam padevīgajam kalpam Semam, nebija ko lasīt iekš cibas. Nu tu jau esi atpakaļ pāris dienas, un diži labi nepastāstīji kā tev gāja, tāpēc vēlos to izlasīt cibas materiālā nevis skype materiālā. Varbūt tu vēl varētu pieminēt savu sadursmi ar citiem zvēriem.

Gaidīšu ar nepacietību, tavs spalvainkājis Sems.

Hāh

Sat, 15 May 2010 20:06:01 GMT

Nezinu kā jums, bet šī diena bija pamatīgi draņķīga.

And I know

Sat, 27 Mar 2010 17:55:45 GMT

Es pirmo reizi mūžā esmu Baldonē pie savas mūža mīlas Frodiņa, aka R. Viņa ir meitene, btw. ;D Nē, nu es viņu nemīlu kā meiteni, bet gan kā savu draugu. Woohoo. Bijām sanatorijā, salijām, man šķiet, dabūju stiklu labās kāju rociņas īkšķī, bet bij jauki, baisi, bet jauki. Mans vīrietis sēž aiz muguras un dīvaini rakstīt blogu, kad kāds pār plecu lasa. ;D Skan DATH 'I know'. Dievīga dziesma prieks inspiration, ne? Šon 20:30 neaizmirstat izslēgt gaismu, dārgie draugi. Un ķirbis dīvaini glūn uz mani no tumbiņas augšas. Ukji pukji tjuu. 'Don't get dramatic, this ain't the movies.' Ļ. ar atnāca, grib tikt draugos, lol, nelaidīšu. ;D Man vairs nav ko teikt, R., sorry? ;D

Hush, you!

Fri, 19 Mar 2010 19:09:04 GMT

P-more, TW čats, rītdiena, šokējošas īsziņas un atkusnis. Ko gan vēl vairāk var vēlēties? *nts*

P.S. Miss Vortige, thank you for being there for me today.

The way I see it.

Wed, 23 Sep 2009 19:27:20 GMT

Mnyeaaaah.
Es nemāku 'bīdīt tekstus', tad kāpēc esmu šeit?

You say that I've been changing
That I'm not just simply aging
Yeah, how could that be logical?
Just keep on cramming ideas down my throat

I'm a lousy blogger.

Sat, 13 Jun 2009 10:16:44 GMT

Čāāāāā!! ;D Es gribēju kaut ko svarīgu nopostot, bet aizmirsu ko. ;D
ūhs piereģistrējos Twīterī. Nu bļin, tāds sviests. ;D
Un uz Morrissey ar mani neviens negrib iet.
Life sucks and then you die. Yeah, I should be so lucky.

It's you I see.

Tue, 30 Sep 2008 17:56:13 GMT

-Forward, my friend.

-Do you think I can live through that?

-I hate it when he plays with them. It's not fair. I want to play too, but I'm too ugly for a doll.

-Oh Rainbow, my dear Rainbow, I can't see through you.

-I want to be a mighty poet!

-She's too good to be real or she is real and I'm dead.

-Huddy. So sounds like Buddy.

-Oh ouh, I killed my little sister.

-Blood pressure causes nose bleed.

Fin.

Šodiena.

Mon, 29 Sep 2008 15:22:42 GMT

Anet, tas nebij mīļi.
I was more aware of him than I should be, tas tā, iesākumam.
Papīrfabrika - pamatīgi iesūkāja.
Bunkuri - nebij slikti.
Sēdēt ar skolotāju - ar' nebij slikti.
Būt slimai un braukt ekskursijā - tizli.
Un R., piedod, bet tas patiešām ir smieklīgi, kad mērkaķis tevi kaitina. ;D

02.09

Tue, 02 Sep 2008 14:57:07 GMT

Happy birthday to me! ;D
Paldies visiem, kas šodien mani klusām apsveica! :* Pāldiās lieāls! :)

*NOT getting older*

A few lines that came randomly in my head.

Sun, 31 Aug 2008 17:36:02 GMT

-I love her arms.

-Do you really think I'm going to die?

-How is it possible that I did not know that you're psychologically ill?

-I've never done this before, and I don't plan doing it.

-We're enemies.

-I don't like it when you can read my mind by only looking at my face. It's not right, but it's not good either. It makes me uncomfortable and you know it. It's very mean when you do it on purpose. And when you do it, it pisses me off so much that I want to ruin your perfect face.

Hey!

Sun, 10 Aug 2008 10:53:01 GMT

Mans mikrafons ir labāks par tavējo.

THE urge.

Thu, 07 Aug 2008 12:33:02 GMT

I look pretty even for a single mom.

5 minutes ago.

Sun, 03 Aug 2008 17:55:11 GMT

You could shoot me in the head, and it wouldn't make any difference, 'cause it's already blown away by your unmeaningful 3 words.