Thursday, March 30, 2006

It is hard to be me

Sunday, March 26, 2006

The end of Seinfeld

Wow, 9 years, a 180 shows, same 12 boxes of serial, and millions ans millions of dollars.

And I watched them all, in couple of weeks. I got so used to it, that now I'm not quite sure what will I do in my free time..

Ah, I'll find something...

Monday, March 20, 2006

The girl from Ipanema

Have you ever wondered who inspired Antonio Carlos Jobim and Vinicius de Moraes to write this wonderful song?
SHE's got her own page right here. She was 18 at the time, now she's in late 50's..

Tuesday, March 14, 2006

Gloomy, dark, cold days..

They come and go. Can't escape them.

On days like this, one wishes only one thing. Warmth. To come home from work, have somebody waiting for you, to hug, eat lunch together, discuss things. To go to sleep to a non-empty bed.

I am not looking forward of going home from work. To my rooom, where I'll just sit by the computer, maybe do some things, pospone the others, watch some series, which will maybe even make me laough, and then go to sleep with a heavy heart..

It feels empty, my life.

You're going to reap just what you sow, they say.

Seems like I didn't put enough effort into my crops , and now I'm left with alomost nothing and alone. And I don't have the time to change it. It is changing, but way to slowly.

Tuesday, March 07, 2006

Jump, and make the world a better place: http://www.worldjumpday.org/

Monday, March 06, 2006

Sail on silver girl, sail on by. Your time has come to shine, All your dreams are on their way.
See how they shine, oh and when you need a friend, I'm sailing right behind..

Sunday, March 05, 2006

Sometimes you can't make it on your own..

Some things are better unsaid, some tears are better uncried, sometimes it's necessary to convince yourself happiness is all around. It's in things one could never imagine.

What you believe, that is.

Why not forget all the bad times and remember only good ones.. Why feel sad, if it is not necassary at all. Why not go out and roll around in snow and scream like crazy. Why make sense. Why keep silent when you wanna say something. Why act strong. Why dedicate your life to a higher cause, when all you want is to get laid. Why forgive, if nothing is about to change?