de animale cantacioase

de craciun animaluzele canta pe youtube si uneori chestia asta pare destul de funny.
in general unle lucruri par mai funny dupa un accident de masina in ziua de craciun. cu noroc, prezenta de sprit si din nou noroc a fost evidat un accident serios. karma pozitiva, aia din care v-am urat cele bune d sarbatori, a fost acolo si am ajuns teafara si nevatamata just in time for a martini with the girls:)

iara azi, animale cantacioase, as i said:

hihi

de dedicatie lu cineva care uraste baletul

banuiesc totusi ca se stie el care e. sau ma rog, nu-i place de balet de nicio culoare din cate imi amintesc. sau poate sunt mai multi cu impresia asta nasoala despre balet. semiotic vorbind, baletul li se prezinta in cap sub forma unui tutu cu 2 betze dedesubt sau a unor colanti in care nucile stau incomod.

azi e ziua in care m-am gandit sa retin vibratiile pozitive ale universului. cate o clipa. numai pt mine. ca le insutesc puterile. si sa le las apoi inapoi.

cum ziceam. niste dedicatii. cumva balet. adica accesibil.

one of my favorite songs:

si aici un pic de tinerete:

de uneori

si in seara asta, dimpreuna cu regina spektor zic somedyas..

Somedays aren’t yours at all,
They come and go
As if they’re someone else’s days
They come and leave you behind someone else’s face
And it’s harsher than yours
And colder than yours

They come in all quiet
Sweep up and then they leave
And you don’t hear a single floor board creak
They’re so much stronger
Than the friends you try to keep
By your side

Downtown, Downtown
I’m not here, not anymore
I’ve gone away
Don’t call me, don’t write

I’m in love with your daughter
I wanna have her baby
I’m in love with your daughter
So can I please

Downtown, Downtown
I’m not here, not anymore
I’ve gone away
Don’t call me, don’t write
I’ve gone away
Don’t call me, don’t write
Don’t call me, don’t call me, don’t call me
Don’t write, don’t write, don’t write, don’t write, don’t write

Somedays aren’t yours at all
They come and go
As if they’re someone else’s days
They come and leave you behind someone else’s face
And it’s harsher than yours
And it’s colder than yours…