Nov 14, 2010

'till you're superpowerless...

Sunday, 14th November, 2010. 1:25pm. Freaking cold. Drinking 4th cup of tea. Soon it will be my 5th cup. Tea almost lost it's flavour. I think I'll add one more teabag in cup. Or I'll change the cup...
I wanna eat chocolate. There isn't any...... I ate it yesterday when I had the so-called 'Bad Hair Day'
My room is total mess. I like that. But my mom doesn't. I don't care after all...
I wish the time would go slower... So, what can you find on my table? keys, phone, mp3 player, thermometer, lots of tissures, papers, two books, old magazines, gloves, black nail polish, a banana, scissors, air heater, photocamera, loads of wires, pen, pins, two cups, brushes, loads of other stuff...

my 5th cup of tea

one song is stuck in my head... It fits my mood perfectly. It's 'Superpowerless' by The Kills...


Take a drink of my red wine
I've got enough to go around,
Take a drink of mine
I've got enough to go around.

'Till you're drunk 'till you're high 'tlil you're fake, 'tlil you're crushed.

Come into my shipwreck
Half the time we just sit around,
Talkin' shit over sour milk
Waitin' for the rain to come down.

'Till you're drunk 'till you're high 'till you're fake 'till you're crushed 'till you're red 'till you're superpowerless.

Take the weight off my mind
I got enough to slow you down,
Take a cut of mine-oh-mine
I've got enough to go around.
Leave me when you're giving in
when you're last little lie is out,
I'll show you just how dark it gets
When the sun really does go down.

'Till you're drunk 'till you're high 'till you're fake 'till you're crushed 'till you're red 'till you're superpowerless.

'Till you're drunk 'till you're high 'till you're fake 'till you're crushed 'till you're dead 'till you're superpowerless.

Everythiiiing is okaaayy
If everythiiiing stays the saaaame.

'Till you're drunk 'till you're high 'till you're fake 'till you're crushed 'till you're red 'till you're superpowerless. 


a short note from me




Nov 12, 2010

I’m gonna ride my bike until I get home...

I heard this song on NME radio few days ago. Actually, I'm really into it ;)




The video has the feeling of both - old and modern in one. And it really makes me wanna buy old-fashioned bike just to ride around my town. Too bad local people would think that "this weird girl hasn't got much money for a good bike, so she took her grandma's bike." (arseholes...) btw there aren't such places where I could get one :/ again, a small town had caged me inside... BUT NOT FOR LONG!!



My mother tells me I should stop go and get a real job

That can’t be the way that I roll

Everybody’s growing up, having kids and paying rent
And I’m getting count of it all.


I’m gonna ride my bike until I get home.
I’m gonna ride my bike until I get home.

I’m gonna ride my bike until I get home.

Gonna ride my bike until I get home.


Just untitled or: How I enjoy Fridays

Date: 12th November, 2010
Time: 8:51pm
Weather: dark, cold, rainy
Mood: thoughtful
Now I'm: burning films to dvd
Thought of the day: "Gahhh.... Fridayyy"
Question of the day: "If you're taking picture of yourself in the mirrow, who is taking photo? You, or your reflection?" and "If we put a chameleon in the box of mirrows, what colour it will be?"
Dilemma of the day: Which friday movie I should watch?

ok, now I'll talk 'bout things and stuff...
TOMORROW I'll need to perform with folklore group. Hehe, nice. My second performance.
I still didn't find people who would love to play in the band with me. Maybe later.... MEHH.
btw, I'll give you an advice: NEVER EVER buy cellphones and other technical stuff on ebay. You'll ger THE CRAP! I've experienced that; believe me. My parents bought me the cellphone. It sucks. I should go to internet, have loads of programs and other stuff... but it doesn't. All it does is: write sms (IF that thing is in mood), call, and take pictures. THAT'S IT! mehhh.... Now my father is obsessed with buying perfume on ebay. Don't forget the fact that he doesn't understand english... so he can buy used perfume. Gross. Good that I said my a-la beloved parents that I want money for christmas. I've considered of buying distortion effect pedal. The one I have just sucks and It's utter shit.
What's next? I guess nothing.

9:15pm
Now I'm stiiting with huge scarf on my neck. I don't have a sore throat. That thing is just for warmth :D

9:28pm
Eating the so-called "pasta soup" aka "the weird thing which my mom loves to cook". Sometimes that very big and unexplainable parents' love just scares the hell out of me :/ I'll NEVER EVER understand them. HA.

This photo represemts my mood:



Nov 11, 2010

Sci-fi in soviet era. Part four

This is the last part. I believe there were more comics. Unfortunately, other magazines were lost...


Translation:
"Turn on transcosmic engines! We had moved!"
"Destination - blue coast. We came into magnetical field which mazed us."
"At least, solid ground. Lozenge, measurements!"
"Gravitational fiels - 1,1. Bioenvironment is suitable for mutations and psychopathological... Everything's clear: stay here for eleven minutes without scafander and you'll gonna be schyzophrenic".
"Or maybe genius?"
"Do the leakage test!"
"What an interesting cactussy (erm.. cactus)!"
"Lozenge, go back! You'll mire us again."
"Faster to the glaider!"

THE end
Hope you've enjoyed those four posts ;)


AND here's the cartoon from the same soviet magazine :D It's called "Adventures of Micky Ridicky ":



All the best,
Simona

Sci-fi in soviet era. Part three

Here's the part three:


Translation:

"I see the light. They're probably there."
"Regai!"
"Regai, we came here to save you". "I didn't ask for help". "???" "Damn, can I at least concentrate in nature or not?!" "Regai, you are out of your mind". "Two more years and I...."
"Regai, we are leaving the day after tomorrow!"
"Out, stupids!"
"Regas gone mad." "I think I'm starting to understand him, captain."
"Where are people?"
"Not a soul in sight. We need to check the ship, though."

Nov 10, 2010

Sci-fi in soviet era. Part two

So here's the second part (I think..) :D


Translation:

Gedai, your Kvaizer (the gun?) doesn't agitates him!
Bravo Lozenge!
Finally disposed of it!
Captain, what's reddening out there?
It's Rega's scafander. They are near.
Grass-snake with wings.
Captain, fire!
Hang on, Gedas! - I'm falling!


YEAH.... I saw this comic first of all. When I read it, I thought: "WHAT THE FUCK?!?!?!"
... as I said before, those Lithuanian post-soviet comics sometimes ARE NOT understandable. Straingely, I ike them xD

Stay tuned for more ;D

As fuzzy as hell,
FUZZ
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