torek, 30. november 2010

Dreams are my psychiatrist


Ok tole dans zjutraj je bila pa ena nova, zanimiva izkušnja. Sanjala sem namreč o eni stvari, enem dogodku, ki ga v resničnem življenju pričakujem, da se bo zgodil. Sanjala sem celotni postopek kako se bo to zgodilo, kako se bom ob tem počutila, kako bom reagirala. Neverjetno res. Kot da bi se že zgodilo. Kaj mi sanje hočejo s tem povedati? Me hočejo že zdaj pripraviti na to? Gre namreč za nekaj negativnega, nekaj verjetno dokaj težkega s čemer se bom morala spopasti, ampak ni pa nič tako groznega, da ne bi preživela:) Res zjutraj sem bila prav osupla kako živo sem to sanjala in kako živa in močna so bila moja čustva ob tem. If it's ment to be , it's gonna happen no matter what...nimam kej. Zdej vsaj vem kako reagirati na situacijo ko se bo zgodila, kar pa je tudi po svoje dobro...sem že pripravljena:) Bring it on!

Misel dneva

ponedeljek, 29. november 2010

torek, 9. november 2010

ponedeljek, 8. november 2010

Misel dneva

Find your happiness

Dans se moram motivirat, ker sem že cel dan čisto povožena...vsako leto bolj sovražim svoj rojstni dan...pa ne zato, ker se staram, ampak zato, ker si vedno želim, da bi bil to moj dan, da bi bil ta dan nekaj posebnega, ampak nikoli ni...rojstni dan običajno preživim bedno in tudi letos bo tako...in zato mi je hudo :( Zakaj vedno toliko pričakujem od stvari, zakaj si vedno tako želim, zakaj vedno upam...na koncu sem ravno zaradi tega še bolj razočarana. Manj kot bom pričakovala, manj bom razočarana.


Sometimes you just need to let go
Don't keep it all inside
Sometimes you just have to let the whole world know
That you are going to be alright

So come on and give it up give it up
Get into your rhythm
No need for you to be stressed
So come on and give it up give it up
And get into your system
And find your happiness

Live your life, be free, you know you can have it all.
Live your life, be free, you know you can have it all

Got to be free ...
gotta be fee

Pismo sej vem, da se ne smem sama sebi smilit in da mi kao ni nič hudega...sej to je res, ampak, kljub temu, da vse "pomembne" stvari v življenju klapajo (družina, zdravje, služba, prijatelji), pa lahko rečem, da trenutno v tem življenjskem obdobju nism srečna. Nič me ne osrečuje...ampak bog ne daj, da bi sedaj s tem nad sebe klicala resno nesrečo...samo tako pravim, da nimam nobene prave motivacije, nobenega pravega cilja, nobenega posebnega veselja do stvari..naj že mine to bedno obdobje!

While sitting at a red light You look around reflecting on your life...


Too slow to roll
Put your life on hold
An open path
With nowhere to go
You start to wonder
While sitting at a red light...

petek, 5. november 2010

Fucking perfect



Made a wrong turn
Once or twice
Dug my way out
Blood and fire
Bad decisions
That's alright
Welcome to my silly life

Mistreated this place
Misunderstood
Miss knowin' it's all good
It didnt slow me down.

Mistakin'
Always second guessin'
Underestimatin'
Look I'm still around

Pretty, pretty please
Dont you ever, ever feel
Like you're less than
Fuckin' perfect

Pretty, pretty please
If you ever, ever feel
Like you're nothin'
You're fuckin' perfect to me

You're so mean
When you talk
About yourself, you were wrong
Change the voices in your head
Make them like you instead

So complicated
Look how we all make it
Filled with so much hatred
Such a tired game

It's enough
I've done all I can think of
Chased down all my demons
I've seen you do the same


The whole worlds scared
So I swallow the fear
The only thing I should be drinking
Is an ice cold beer

So cool in line
And we try, try, try
But we try too hard
And it's a waste of my time

Done looking for the critics
Cause they're everywhere
They don't like my jeans
They don't get my hair

Strange ourselves
And we do it all the time
Why do we do that?
Why do I do that?

Why do I do that?

Yeeeeaaaahhh
Oooooooh
Oh pretty, pretty please

Pretty, pretty please
Dont you ever, ever feel
Like you're less than
Fuckin' perfect

Pretty, pretty please
If you ever, ever feel
Like you're nothin'
You're fuckin' perfect to me

ponedeljek, 1. november 2010

Včasih pomaga!


Pravijo, da alkohol ni rešitev, ampak včeraj se je izkazalo, da je včasih pa vendar je:) Napila sem se ga in čisto spontano smo odšli žurat na Metelkovo. Bilo je zabavno, veliko sem se smejala in plesala. Pozabila sem na težave, ki so me prej pestile in tak je bil tudi moj namen. Namen je bil dosežen! :)