<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677</id><updated>2012-02-18T06:45:35.966+02:00</updated><category term='space'/><category term='pictures'/><category term='magazine'/><category term='earth'/><category term='the kills'/><category term='movies'/><category term='vintage'/><category term='suburbs'/><category term='meaningless'/><category term='aliens'/><category term='soviet'/><category term='chris wolstenholme'/><category term='summer'/><category term='MUSE'/><category term='picture'/><category term='positivus festival'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='science fiction'/><category term='my life'/><category term='myself'/><category term='guitar'/><category term='live concert'/><category term='future'/><category term='friday'/><category term='David Bowie'/><category term='me'/><category term='lithuania'/><category term='drawing'/><category term='something like that'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='freetime'/><category term='old'/><category term='nights in white satin'/><category term='rock'/><category term='guys'/><category term='note'/><category term='the wombats'/><category term='conspiracy'/><category term='love it'/><category term='holiday'/><category term='dom howard'/><category term='sci-fi'/><category term='Mars'/><category term='music'/><category term='dream'/><category term='my thoughts'/><category term='indie'/><category term='happy'/><category term='arcade fire'/><category term='matt bellamy'/><category term='boring'/><category term='nme'/><category term='amazing'/><category term='miserable'/><category term='photo'/><category term='superpowerless'/><category term='different'/><category term='festival'/><category term='ship'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='weirdo'/><category term='idiots'/><category term='tea'/><category term='NASA'/><title type='text'>THE weirdo's diary</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>73</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-8262052961181952011</id><published>2012-02-06T22:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T18:41:56.419+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Big jet plane...</title><content type='html'>Hello world! I'm sorry I've been dead these days but this post won't be all about my apologies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, despite my awful insomnia, things are going pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;It's weird but since autumn I've&amp;nbsp;started&amp;nbsp;talking out loud about my real wishes and what I'm planning to do with my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, to be honest, I'm afraid of my future as long as my life's been so slow these past two or three years. I'm afraid that my life will eventually start changing and everything will happen so fast that I'll feel lost. Don't get me wrong, I want my life to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year is going to be very busy because I'll be applying for studies in the UK, having an English language exam and attending auditions/interviews in the universities. Very busy year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I still have a plenty of things to write about in next posts, and I can ensure you, they will be more interesting than these random blurbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://data.whicdn.com/images/22574916/tumblr_lyw2mj4mme1ql5dzno1_500_large.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/22574916/tumblr_lyw2mj4mme1ql5dzno1_500_large.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="220" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/yFTvbcNhEgc" width="433"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;take care!x&lt;br /&gt;Fuzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-8262052961181952011?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8262052961181952011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2012/02/big-jet-plane.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/8262052961181952011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/8262052961181952011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2012/02/big-jet-plane.html' title='Big jet plane...'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/yFTvbcNhEgc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Location: my small hometown</georss:featurename><georss:point>56.2048615 24.7601838</georss:point><georss:box>55.9222345 24.1284698 56.4874885 25.3918978</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-4628580339802222117</id><published>2011-12-06T22:32:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T02:40:21.499+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>The best conversation I've had so far</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M5NmIZbZiG4/Tt57K0eFuSI/AAAAAAAAA34/S_2G9WGV2BQ/s1600/tumblr_lskdmf6JWH1r2dxtao1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="280" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M5NmIZbZiG4/Tt57K0eFuSI/AAAAAAAAA34/S_2G9WGV2BQ/s400/tumblr_lskdmf6JWH1r2dxtao1_500_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This happened about a month ago. Strange, but the best conversation I've had was with my dad. So, here it is:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dad walked into my room, looked around and asked:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"So, who do you want to be in your life?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was sunned. He NEVER asks things like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Eee... erm..." I mumbled. He was still waiting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Musician, no doubt." I said when my amazement was gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Musician you say... Bohemian life... Drugs and alcohol... Are you sure you want to live life like that? These things are not good." Dad tried to be intelligent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was like: "Eh? What the heck?!?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Dad, music is not all-about getting high on drugs and drinking alcohol all the time. Some musicians do that, some don't. It's as same as this local stereotype that all artists and painters are alcoholics. Have you ever seen drunken art teacher?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Drunk art teacher is the worst example..." he said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"It actually was the best I could think of right now."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I see..." he said and walked away. I know he wants to be or to look intelligent and understanding in front of us as long as my mother always repeats how foolish he is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuzz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-4628580339802222117?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4628580339802222117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/12/best-conversation-ive-had-so-far.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/4628580339802222117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/4628580339802222117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/12/best-conversation-ive-had-so-far.html' title='The best conversation I&apos;ve had so far'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M5NmIZbZiG4/Tt57K0eFuSI/AAAAAAAAA34/S_2G9WGV2BQ/s72-c/tumblr_lskdmf6JWH1r2dxtao1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-2325807966404788958</id><published>2011-09-27T20:16:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T20:17:02.115+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='space'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soviet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sci-fi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='science fiction'/><title type='text'>Great Scenes from Old Soviet Sci-Fi Movies</title><content type='html'>This is my favorite video and I love the colors of &amp;nbsp;it. It's a short episode of 1959 movie which is called "Nebo Zovyot" (the heavens call). I think they did very great job for making these special effects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/x5Xno0ckKZg" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is ahead of its time. This film is called Ikarie XB 1 (aka Ikaria XB1, Icarus XB1 and Voyage to the End of the Universe) and it is Czechoslovakia's first science fiction film. This 1963 movie tells the story of Starship Ikaria XB 1's 2163 trek to Alpha Centari. ("Voyage" was the savagely cut, English dubbed version released by American International Pictures.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="243" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/hyraLxGHgzo" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love those old sci-fi movies. It is so exciting to see how people imagined the future. Watching these kind of movies, make me feel the spirit of those years when people were obsessed with space travel and ideas of futuristic life in space age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all from me.&lt;br /&gt;Fuzz x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-2325807966404788958?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2325807966404788958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/09/great-scenes-from-old-soviet-sci-fi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/2325807966404788958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/2325807966404788958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/09/great-scenes-from-old-soviet-sci-fi.html' title='Great Scenes from Old Soviet Sci-Fi Movies'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/x5Xno0ckKZg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-4092856640171166707</id><published>2011-09-13T20:13:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T18:34:10.044+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soviet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='different'/><title type='text'>Forbidden freedom: Rock music in the USSR and Soviet Lithuania (Part 5 of 5)</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;LITHUANIAN HARD ROCK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There were some bands who were playing hard&amp;nbsp;rock. Here are some songs:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="220" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/lqbwJ1Qvbfo" width="392"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="220" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/xVRau4sfinE" width="392"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love the guitar riff of the song above which starts at 0:34. It is so catchy!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I asked my dad how the things with rock music were in his eyes. He said that he knew one his classmate who was very artistic, played the guitar and was very good person. However, his parent's were drinking alcohol all the time and didn't take care of him. The teachers didn't like him, because he looked like a hippie. My dad also added that all the rock records they had owned back then were smuggled through the USSR customs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is more, I've found some old communistic newspapers which contained some articles about 'How Rock Music Makes People Destructive' and so on. I've also found a list of Lithuanian rock bands. I tried to find them on the internet, but there were no traces of them. Too bad that these musicians were forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's the photo of those magazines:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M0rZ7pGbj6U/Tm-McS0QtII/AAAAAAAAAo4/Oql59vCGnkc/s1600/GEDC4348.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M0rZ7pGbj6U/Tm-McS0QtII/AAAAAAAAAo4/Oql59vCGnkc/s400/GEDC4348.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'd love to quote the&amp;nbsp;beginning&amp;nbsp;of one article shown in the photo:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;'Three broken chairs, one broken window and ten hours of music. This is how this article about the first&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;hard rock festival 'Hard express-88' in Kaisiadoriai cultural centre&amp;nbsp;should&amp;nbsp;be called'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;A MOVIE WORTH THOUSAND WORDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in 1990, Lithuanian film makers released a movie, called Kids From Hotel America. It's about the hard way of rock music in Soviet Lithuania, it shows how hard things were, shows the cruel reality.&amp;nbsp;This movie has&amp;nbsp;English&amp;nbsp;subtitles. Well they aren't that good, but the meaning you will understand. In this movie there are some true facts, for example the man who burned himself was&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Romas_Kalanta"&gt;Romas Kalanta&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/hE2NChNj_L0" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lfc.lt/res/260x189/vaikai12.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.lfc.lt/res/260x189/vaikai12.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;CONCLUSION AND THE END OF SERIES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I had an idea about these posts a long time ago. While I was writing this post and searching for even more information, I started to feel proud that I'm Lithuanian because back then Lithuanians were very eager for freedom, they were all together in bringing forbidden rock music to our country. They didn't care about the penalties, limitations and other stuff. They wanted to be themselves by breaking long lasting Soviet system and laws. They were all dreamers of better life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Hope you liked these series. I've learnt a lot about my own country. It's strange how people seem to forget this period of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;But look what we've become. Popculture set its roots very deeply into peoples' lives. Any other different type or style of music, doesn't matter if it's new or very&amp;nbsp;intellectual, if will be forgotten without ability to be heard in public...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Even in 1969 Lithuanians knew what NME is. And now… nobody knows, except those who are interested in British indie or alternative rock music… Those who want to change the rotten order of Lithuania...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Just look what &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Lithuania&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; has become now: a country of loss and desperation….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Maybe this sounded pessimistic, but I am writing what I personally think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The End&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-4092856640171166707?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4092856640171166707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/09/forbidden-freedom-rock-music-in-ussr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/4092856640171166707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/4092856640171166707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/09/forbidden-freedom-rock-music-in-ussr.html' title='Forbidden freedom: Rock music in the USSR and Soviet Lithuania (Part 5 of 5)'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/lqbwJ1Qvbfo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-4353229066477137793</id><published>2011-08-27T02:44:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T20:05:06.713+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conspiracy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aliens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sci-fi'/><title type='text'>UFO Found Under The Baltic Sea?</title><content type='html'>Thanks to my good friend for telling me about this thing. AT LEAST! Something weird is happening near my country! So, this is how it all begun:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swedish expedition who was searching for sunken ships under the Baltic sea had discovered mysterious object reaching 18 meters in diameter (about 59 ft) . However, the explorers are not willing to find out what this mysterious thing is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.technologijos.lt/upload/image/n/pasaulio_paslaptys/S-20539/Baltijos_dugno_objektas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://www.technologijos.lt/upload/image/n/pasaulio_paslaptys/S-20539/Baltijos_dugno_objektas.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Swedish explorers found weird object on the bottom of the Baltic sea. Photo made &lt;br /&gt;by underwater sonar.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;„The Ocean Explorer“ crew earned several million dollars after success in 1997 when they had discovered old traders' ship Jonkoping. Inside the ship old goods dating back in 1907 were found as well as bottles of wine, which costed about £ 7700 for each. This successful expedition made the Peter Lindberg, the captain of crew, to continue his research of Baltic sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of details  P. Lindberg still hadn't revealed yet. The only clues are published photos and loads of theories about the object.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ones think this might be underground bomb, others consider it as some sea plants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A huge round-shaped object 18 meters in diameter was found in the Baltic sea in 87 meters deep [about 286 ft.] between Sweden and Finland."  This announcement was made for local press.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.technologijos.lt/upload/image/n/pasaulio_paslaptys/S-20539/nuotrauka-39412/Objektas" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" src="http://www.technologijos.lt/upload/image/n/pasaulio_paslaptys/S-20539/nuotrauka-39412/Objektas" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The object remains&amp;nbsp;unidentified.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P. Lindberg also said that there were 300 meters long tracks (about 990 ft.) leading to the object. According to the explorers there was a possibility that the object might be moving somewhere in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, P. Lindberg told that he's not going to investigate the finding as "This is not what they've been searching for. We cannot spend the money only because we want to see it closely. Even if there would be new Stonehenge. We leave others to decide what this could be."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoyed this post!&lt;br /&gt;Fuzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-4353229066477137793?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4353229066477137793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/08/ufo-found-under-baltic-sea.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/4353229066477137793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/4353229066477137793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/08/ufo-found-under-baltic-sea.html' title='UFO Found Under The Baltic Sea?'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-5226128390968341754</id><published>2011-08-24T03:09:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T19:34:35.694+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soviet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aliens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sci-fi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='magazine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='science fiction'/><title type='text'>Sci-fi in soviet era. Part five (the lost piece)</title><content type='html'>YES! I accidentally found one part of the legendary (at least for me) series of soviet Lithuanian comics about Gama planet. I found this goodie with other old stuff: old documents and stuff (spoilers! I'll post them here later).&lt;br /&gt;When I read this I was like "OK. What the hell?" These where known to me for being sort of strange, you know... I think it is plausible that there were some comics before this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, here's the comic and it's translation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q25zk6TG0wQ/TlQ5xBaLgfI/AAAAAAAAAok/wfBczUGxIpw/s1600/sci-fi-comics-lost-piece.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="192" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q25zk6TG0wQ/TlQ5xBaLgfI/AAAAAAAAAok/wfBczUGxIpw/s400/sci-fi-comics-lost-piece.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ACCIDENT IN GAMA"&lt;br /&gt;Scenario by V. Mikailionis&lt;br /&gt;Picture by V. Jakstas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'We used&amp;nbsp;Selena's&amp;nbsp;fuel tanks for the first settlements.' [Selena is the spaceship]&lt;br /&gt;'These little ones have already learnt twenty two words. They will be the first grammarians of fen.' [I think 'fen' are the race of aliens]&lt;br /&gt;'What's there, Soli?' 'It's the Big Five-Fingered Mother Goddess, which is me.'&lt;br /&gt;'Captain, Akira is old. After half of a year a good mathematician will be needed for fen. I am sorry, I cannot return to the Earth.'&lt;br /&gt;'Captain, Gedas is out of his mind' 'Maybe he's ill?' 'Or maybe he's fallen in love with Soli?'&lt;br /&gt;'Regas is in danger!'&lt;br /&gt;'Soli, stay!' 'No, I'm&amp;nbsp;coming&amp;nbsp;with you!'&lt;br /&gt;'Akira, Why Soli is so worried?' 'She loves Regas.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is it! The end. Sort of...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, have a great day!x&amp;nbsp;Fuzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-5226128390968341754?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5226128390968341754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/08/sci-fi-in-soviet-era-part-five-lost.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/5226128390968341754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/5226128390968341754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/08/sci-fi-in-soviet-era-part-five-lost.html' title='Sci-fi in soviet era. Part five (the lost piece)'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q25zk6TG0wQ/TlQ5xBaLgfI/AAAAAAAAAok/wfBczUGxIpw/s72-c/sci-fi-comics-lost-piece.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-5365084237462295007</id><published>2011-08-10T02:04:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T02:04:05.953+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soviet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='different'/><title type='text'>Forbidden freedom: Rock music in the USSR and Soviet Lithuania (Part 4 of 5)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;LITHUANIAN ROCK BANDS, ILLEGAL ROCK FESTIVALS AND ROCK CLUBS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;“March of Rock over &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Lithuania&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;” wasn’t the only festival in Soviet Lithuania. “Lituanica” was famous and very important festival as well. It was held in 1987-1988 in &lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;Vilnius&lt;/st1:city&gt; and &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;Kaunas&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;On 7&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;-8&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; of March a new rock club in &lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Vilnius&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; was opened. This was very important event; to celebrate it, a brochure about the club was released. There was a lot of information about various bands and concerts as well.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;On the opening day of rock club in &lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Vilnius&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, a lot of bands from many countries were playing. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;According to the brochure, the first club of rock was stated in &lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;Leningrad&lt;/st1:city&gt; (now: &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;Saint Petersburg&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;) in 1981. “Back in those days, everyone was arguing about the need of these clubs, but they all have proven to have the right to exist: musicians participate in concerts, communicate much more, rock musicians don’t feel homeless and needless – they finally felt as a part of cultural life.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;The first rock club in &lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Kaunas&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; was opened officially on 6&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; February, 1987. On this year, rock club in &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;Vilnius&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; had already had 28 bands. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ibdZtL8e1Lc/TeewPEFXrQI/AAAAAAAAAlw/EtJBebqT8Cs/s1600/Unbenannt-Scannen-01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ibdZtL8e1Lc/TeewPEFXrQI/AAAAAAAAAlw/EtJBebqT8Cs/s320/Unbenannt-Scannen-01.jpg" width="223" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;cover of the brochure&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2Qz7Be_cck0/TeewQuq43AI/AAAAAAAAAl0/sJaxofYdP1c/s1600/Unbenannt-Scannen-04.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2Qz7Be_cck0/TeewQuq43AI/AAAAAAAAAl0/sJaxofYdP1c/s320/Unbenannt-Scannen-04.jpg" width="205" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;one page of the brochure&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;“Today we hear Lithuanian rock again. Started with “Kertukai” (Slashers), “Gintarėlių” (Ambers), “Antanėlių”, “Gėlių Vaikų” (Children of Flowers) and others; rock which was unallowed, oppressed with instructions and limitations, which was hiding in basements and attics, which was burning in our hearts and thoughts, which made rebirth...”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;One interesting fact is that all Lithuanian rock bands' names were inspired by old mythological stories, creatures or by pagan gods.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5-LJjbuetd0/Teev7CJo9iI/AAAAAAAAAlk/U5KjdF3ue0E/s1600/Atvirukas-Kertukai.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="227" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5-LJjbuetd0/Teev7CJo9iI/AAAAAAAAAlk/U5KjdF3ue0E/s320/Atvirukas-Kertukai.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vocal-instrumental&amp;nbsp;ensemble (the name "band" was forbidden to use in USSR) "Kertukai"&amp;nbsp;(Slashers). They were the first guitar collective officially accepted In Lithuania (1967 )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/i73y2vVOj5s?rel=0" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lullaby by Kertukai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VSIqdWq5TqE/TeewDA03sRI/AAAAAAAAAlo/EKUHj8-nY-k/s1600/Frontman+of+Aitvarai.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VSIqdWq5TqE/TeewDA03sRI/AAAAAAAAAlo/EKUHj8-nY-k/s320/Frontman+of+Aitvarai.JPG" width="311" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kęstutis Ignatavičius, frontman of band "Aitvarai" (Brownies), with&lt;br /&gt;self-made guitar. At that time in Lithuania it was able to get only &lt;br /&gt;seven-stringed guitars in Russian &amp;nbsp;style. &amp;nbsp;Musicians were &amp;nbsp;redoing &lt;br /&gt;or&amp;nbsp;even&amp;nbsp;making own new guitars. (1967)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FB78PTJU0pc/TefYmrFAorI/AAAAAAAAAmU/SNI_-yXJh8A/s1600/Nuogi-ant-slenkscio.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="252" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FB78PTJU0pc/TefYmrFAorI/AAAAAAAAAmU/SNI_-yXJh8A/s400/Nuogi-ant-slenkscio.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nuogi Ant Sleksčio (naked on Treshold) performing. They made covers of &amp;nbsp;songs by The Doors, Black Sabbath, Emmerson Lake and Palmer, Deep Purple, etc. They were called as avant-garde rock keepers.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;The Sun was a students’ cafeteria and rock club, established in one of hostels in students’ town, in front of Faculty of Automation. There popclub Smūtkeliai was organizing the first discotheques in &lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Kaunas&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;. In fact, those discotheques weren’t as people might think. There even weren’t any discotheques but for some reason people call them exactly like that. Actually, people there analyzed albums and listened to hard artrock, psychedelica and etc. Every evening had its own theme set. The h&lt;/span&gt;ead of discotheque told the history of the album itself, translated lyrics, and when the music started playing, it was allowed to dance. Finding petroleum in my town (which is absurdly impossible) was a lot of easier than getting a ticket to this discotheque. The selection of people was without any compromise. Only reliable and own people got a chance to get in…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TH9rh75QiHA/TefghsyUneI/AAAAAAAAAmk/hcBtbMgMn3Y/s1600/SMUTKELIAI-anketa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" id=":current_picnik_image" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TH9rh75QiHA/TefghsyUneI/AAAAAAAAAmk/hcBtbMgMn3Y/s400/SMUTKELIAI-anketa.jpg" width="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;a document of acceptance for popclub&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;This popclub was formed in autumn, 1969 and it was a perfect chance for youth in Soviet era to educate themselves musically. This club in faculty’s foyer publicized the top10 list of &lt;b&gt;Radio Luxenbourg&lt;/b&gt; and top20 of&lt;b&gt; NME (New Musical Express)&lt;/b&gt;. Later, they started arranging discotheques in club The Sun. Shortly, these events caught attention of local hippies and avant-garde youth. This club gained more and more popularity; sometimes people from other towns and cities were attending discotheques. Sadly, The Sun was needed to be shut because national safety caught them in one meeting of hippies. Then, everyone shared out records and walked away on different ways…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Gzaa7_H9nio?rel=0" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We Will Meet Again by Gintarėliai (Ambers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8bQ_cnC7Hzw" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mom and Dad Wonder by Gintarėliai (Ambers)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--ElArLZda84/Tefi2T_IsqI/AAAAAAAAAms/5sc97VnsNLM/s1600/Gintareliai_repertuaras.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--ElArLZda84/Tefi2T_IsqI/AAAAAAAAAms/5sc97VnsNLM/s400/Gintareliai_repertuaras.jpg" width="283" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;setlist of Gintaeėliai&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uv-x-cPlReY/TefjJ6lyv1I/AAAAAAAAAmw/vXkyBQfmotU/s1600/Sa-Sa_-_Paskutines_Dainos_mc.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="253" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uv-x-cPlReY/TefjJ6lyv1I/AAAAAAAAAmw/vXkyBQfmotU/s400/Sa-Sa_-_Paskutines_Dainos_mc.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;cassette of Lithuanian punk-rock band Sa-Sa&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-5365084237462295007?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5365084237462295007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/08/forbidden-freedom-rock-music-in-ussr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/5365084237462295007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/5365084237462295007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/08/forbidden-freedom-rock-music-in-ussr.html' title='Forbidden freedom: Rock music in the USSR and Soviet Lithuania (Part 4 of 5)'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ibdZtL8e1Lc/TeewPEFXrQI/AAAAAAAAAlw/EtJBebqT8Cs/s72-c/Unbenannt-Scannen-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-8728578780289553475</id><published>2011-07-13T05:10:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T19:36:04.193+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guitar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freetime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Becoming a Pro Or: How Fuzz Installed Straplocks</title><content type='html'>Does this sound stupid?&lt;br /&gt;ehhh I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;On 7th July a postman showed up (finally) and gave me a little parcel. It's&amp;nbsp;address on the back showed that this thing is from UK.&lt;br /&gt;There was my oh-so-new guitar strap and a pair of straplocks in it. I&amp;nbsp;searched&amp;nbsp;in my dad's boxes of random stuff and found&amp;nbsp;some screwdrivers, etc. and took them.&amp;nbsp;At that time I knew - I will not die of boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DfzjtTf7Obk/Thz93a8MPUI/AAAAAAAAAnY/jRMyDO8ilrw/s1600/GEDC3049.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="237" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DfzjtTf7Obk/Thz93a8MPUI/AAAAAAAAAnY/jRMyDO8ilrw/s320/GEDC3049.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d0P-FBgaw5U/Thz97jhtfCI/AAAAAAAAAng/D23WLaIoihk/s1600/GEDC3054.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d0P-FBgaw5U/Thz97jhtfCI/AAAAAAAAAng/D23WLaIoihk/s320/GEDC3054.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually glad about the result.&lt;br /&gt;Straplocks work perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;And this proves that Fuzz has balls to do a lot of cool things ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Take care!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;As fuzzy as hell,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Fuzz x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a song which fits my mood perfectly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="309" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/-jr0194uC-M" width="490"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-8728578780289553475?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8728578780289553475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/07/becoming-pro-or-how-fuzz-installed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/8728578780289553475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/8728578780289553475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/07/becoming-pro-or-how-fuzz-installed.html' title='Becoming a Pro Or: How Fuzz Installed Straplocks'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DfzjtTf7Obk/Thz93a8MPUI/AAAAAAAAAnY/jRMyDO8ilrw/s72-c/GEDC3049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-6190455116459749029</id><published>2011-06-25T22:49:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T21:29:22.311+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soviet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='different'/><title type='text'>Forbidden freedom: Rock music in the USSR and Soviet Lithuania (Part 3 of 5)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;ROCK MUSIC AGAINST THE SOVIET SYSTEM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dt9IIGNhAIU/TeewOX1xIyI/AAAAAAAAAls/DK2U1QCXPWQ/s1600/Katedra+in+one+of+Marches+of+rock+1989.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dt9IIGNhAIU/TeewOX1xIyI/AAAAAAAAAls/DK2U1QCXPWQ/s400/Katedra+in+one+of+Marches+of+rock+1989.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Katedra in one of Marches of rock, 1989&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;By years of “Perestroika” (literally: Restructuring. More info &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Perestroika"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;) the bands started setting free from the claws of strict censorship. At that time, underground bands got an opportunity to show themselves in public, play their own songs, which had a lot of hidden messages and criticism for occupants of &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Soviet  Union&lt;/st1:place&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;On 1987 Algirdas Kaušpėdas (the frontman of famous rock band “&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Antis"&gt;Antis&lt;/a&gt;” (“Duck”in English)) came up with idea to hold a tour of rock bands in &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;Lithuania&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, called as “March of Rock over &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Lithuania&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;”. The idea came right after success of his band on one of the most successful concert “Kažkas atsitiko” (“Something Happened”) in 1986 which was shot as a film with the same title and shown at cinemas. It was the first time when thousands of people were able to listen to the illegal underground rock music. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/BE4JZIvUyoY?rel=0" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/5KWRQCneh6s?rel=0" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Some songs of "Antis" from successful and very famous movie "Kažkas atsitiko" (Something Happened). I remember listening to their songs when I was a child.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;This band sneered down Soviet system,&amp;nbsp;typical&amp;nbsp;Soviet life and limitations through their lyrics (if you want, I'll translate the lyrics later). One of examples is the song called Alio, Alio (you can see some clues in the video, too). They&amp;nbsp;shocked people of Soviet age with&amp;nbsp;their&amp;nbsp;Gothic&amp;nbsp;and monstrous image&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fl9w8rgFhD0/TeepUd96SvI/AAAAAAAAAlc/lRiTY1z93yA/s1600/antis.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fl9w8rgFhD0/TeepUd96SvI/AAAAAAAAAlc/lRiTY1z93yA/s320/antis.jpg" width="318" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Antis"&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Next year, after success of the movie, the first “March of Rock” was held and many famous bands were participating this event. It is clear that it was the first experience for both – bands and audience. The idea that it should be not localized and traveling event succeed. New rock phenomenon gained attention even of those people who didn’t like rock music. These “Marches of Rock over &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;Lithuania&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;” encouraged youth to seek freedom of &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Lithuania&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. They all lasted until re-establishment of Lithuanian Independence.&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Back then, quoting Algirdas Kaušpėdas, “until then, nobody had made concerts and gigs in open areas or stadiums. We were absolute carriers of freedom. Even Sąjūdis [anticommunist independence movement] hasn’t been formed yet. Later, after it’s been formed, we took our PAZ [brand of soviet bus], raised &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Lithuania&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; tricolor flags and went driving to villages. People there saw Lithuanian flag for the first time [the tricolor flag, national anthem and coat of arms have been banned by the &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;USSR&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; government until the re-establishment of Lithuanian Independence]. I remember, somewhere in Samogitia [Lithuanian region], an old woman dropped her buckets when she saw us.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AAOh9R1Efk4/Tee0Mt90C5I/AAAAAAAAAl8/zfOHm1N-icM/s1600/Atvirukas-Bix.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AAOh9R1Efk4/Tee0Mt90C5I/AAAAAAAAAl8/zfOHm1N-icM/s400/Atvirukas-Bix.jpg" width="277" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The band Bix, the same as Antis, was one of the main supporters of "Marches of Rock over Lithuania" (1988)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;There were three “Marches of Rock” before the independence of &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Lithuania&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; has been re-established. Every time in those concerts more and more people were talking about &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Lithuania&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;’s aspiration of independence. In countries, occupied by the &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Soviet  Union&lt;/st1:place&gt;, this genre of music was a symbol of struggle against the system and occupant regime. It was a part of the “Singing Revolution”.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;If you’re interested, here&amp;nbsp;are the images of PAZ-672&amp;nbsp;buses&amp;nbsp;(my town has 14 of them which are still in use)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s003.radikal.ru/i203/1002/40/89547ef57fdd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://s003.radikal.ru/i203/1002/40/89547ef57fdd.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X_D8rk2vN2Y/ThC0tS3kDBI/AAAAAAAAAnA/n-wG39oH2tU/s1600/22e36f39f671.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X_D8rk2vN2Y/ThC0tS3kDBI/AAAAAAAAAnA/n-wG39oH2tU/s200/22e36f39f671.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pipedija.com/images/f/f7/Paz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://www.pipedija.com/images/f/f7/Paz.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-6190455116459749029?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6190455116459749029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/06/forbidden-freedom-rock-music-in-ussr_25.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/6190455116459749029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/6190455116459749029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/06/forbidden-freedom-rock-music-in-ussr_25.html' title='Forbidden freedom: Rock music in the USSR and Soviet Lithuania (Part 3 of 5)'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dt9IIGNhAIU/TeewOX1xIyI/AAAAAAAAAls/DK2U1QCXPWQ/s72-c/Katedra+in+one+of+Marches+of+rock+1989.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-5354810938646566887</id><published>2011-06-11T13:08:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T05:00:04.631+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soviet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='different'/><title type='text'>Forbidden freedom: Rock music in the USSR and Soviet Lithuania (Part 2 of 5)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;38 ROCK BANDS BANNED IN THE &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;USSR&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3jJdt9dEbcY/Tee2M2n2sFI/AAAAAAAAAmE/fAlT30GLjXs/s1600/USSR+record+label.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="246" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3jJdt9dEbcY/Tee2M2n2sFI/AAAAAAAAAmE/fAlT30GLjXs/s400/USSR+record+label.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Record company/label of USSR&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Representatives of government periodically compiled lists of forbidden bands and artists who “harmed” Soviet ideology and were “unacceptable” for values of Soviet people. As a result of this, songs of bands mentioned in those lists were not allowed to be played at youth discotheques to make sure people will live as the Soviet government wanted them to live and that they won’t try to seek for freedom. This document was released in 1985 as a banning order for committee of Komsomol (The Communist Union of Youth. More info about them &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Komsomol"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;) of &lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;Nikolayev&lt;/st1:city&gt; regional of &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Ukraine&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. What is more, this Cold War document below was kept in secret. It is funny how some bands and performers were called as “neofascist” or as “punk violence” acts with detailed reasons why they must be banned.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zoHqsymUYFY/Teejr5bv9WI/AAAAAAAAAjw/tnanoJtBCI4/s1600/dirty_list.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zoHqsymUYFY/Teejr5bv9WI/AAAAAAAAAjw/tnanoJtBCI4/s1600/dirty_list.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;I’ve translated this document in English, so did many people around the net.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Here is a part of document which is interesting and eye-catching:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;“The following is an approximate list of foreign music groups and artists whose repertoires contain ideologically harmful compositions.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;This information is recommended for the purpose of intensifying control over the activities in discotheques.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;This information must be also provided to all vocal-instrument ensembles [that’s bands] and youth discotheques in the region”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;“Group Name and Type of Propaganda”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;1. Sex Pistols - punk, violence&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;2. B-52s - punk, violence&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;3. Madness - punk, violence&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;4. Clash - punk, violence&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;5. Stranglers - punk, violence&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;6. Kiss - neofascism, punk, violence&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;7. Krokus - violence, cult of strong personality&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;8. &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Styx&lt;/st1:place&gt; - violence, vandalism&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;9. Iron Maiden - violence, religious obscurantism&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;10. Judas Priest - anticommunism, racism&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;11. AC/DC - neofascism, violence&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;12. Sparks - neofascism, racism&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;13. Black Sabbath - violence, religious obscurantism&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;14. Alice Cooper - violence, vandalism&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;15. &lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Nazareth&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; - violence, religious mysticism&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;16. Scorpions - violence&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;17. Genghis Khan - anticommunism, nationalism&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;18. UFO - violence&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;19. Pink Floyd - distortion of Soviet foreign policy ("Soviet aggression in &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Afghanistan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;")&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;20. Talking Heads - myth of the Soviet military threat&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;21. Perron - eroticism&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;22. Bohannon - eroticism&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;23. Originals - sex&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;24. Donna Summer - eroticism&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;25. Tina Turner - sex&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;26. Junior English - sex&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;27. Canned Heat - homosexuality&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;28. &lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Munich&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; Machine - eroticism&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;29. Ramones - punk&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;30. Van Halen - anti-Soviet propaganda&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;31. Julio Iglesias - neofascism&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;32. &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Yazoo&lt;/st1:place&gt; - punk, violence&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;33. Depeche Mode - punk, violence&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;34. Village People - violence&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;35. 10cc - neofascism&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;36. Stooges - violence&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;37. Boys - punk, violence&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;38. Blondie - punk, violence&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;It’s funny how Depeche Mode, the band which I loved listening as a child, was called as ”punk violence” band… And imagine Julio Iglesias as a neofascist…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;And recently I remembered the fact i heard a long time ago. Back then, the band from USA called The Beach Boys wanted to have a concert together with Alla Pugacheva (singer who was very popular in the Soviet Union). The concert was announced, tickets were sold immediately. Strangely, the concert was cancelled when people were standing near arena and waiting for the concert. Of course after this&amp;nbsp;announcement, they got really disappointed as most of them came from very far places. What is more, the militia (Soviet police) thought that this might become a protest against the Soviet system, so came up and started expel peacefully minded people with water flushes. It was a hot summer day, so the girls were accused for showing too much body (because the flush of&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;water&amp;nbsp;slopped their shirts). Everything ended up with less than a half of people punished&amp;nbsp;for various reasons.&lt;br /&gt;Why? Because the Beach Boys were Americans and Soviet government hated America...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. See you in the next posts ;P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-5354810938646566887?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5354810938646566887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/06/forbidden-freedom-rock-music-in-ussr_11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/5354810938646566887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/5354810938646566887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/06/forbidden-freedom-rock-music-in-ussr_11.html' title='Forbidden freedom: Rock music in the USSR and Soviet Lithuania (Part 2 of 5)'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3jJdt9dEbcY/Tee2M2n2sFI/AAAAAAAAAmE/fAlT30GLjXs/s72-c/USSR+record+label.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-3077445611918383303</id><published>2011-06-04T16:05:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T16:14:12.960+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arcade fire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the wombats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Happy b-day to me!</title><content type='html'>so, I got older again. And that's every year. 17 is not much, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wnltrZRYdEU/TeoqDq3Em-I/AAAAAAAAAm4/I1ZfGjSDYeg/s1600/tumblr_lm4wddv4701qeluoeo1_500_large.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wnltrZRYdEU/TeoqDq3Em-I/AAAAAAAAAm4/I1ZfGjSDYeg/s400/tumblr_lm4wddv4701qeluoeo1_500_large.png" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song was playing in my head when I woke up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="286" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/5OmMPaLmxKg?rel=0" width="450"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Something filled up&lt;br /&gt;my heart with nothing,&lt;br /&gt;Someone told me not to cry."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and later, I caught myself dancing and laughing like an idiot while listening to the songs of The Wombats... (yay!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxx&lt;br /&gt;Fuzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-3077445611918383303?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3077445611918383303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/06/happy-b-day-to-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/3077445611918383303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/3077445611918383303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/06/happy-b-day-to-me.html' title='Happy b-day to me!'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wnltrZRYdEU/TeoqDq3Em-I/AAAAAAAAAm4/I1ZfGjSDYeg/s72-c/tumblr_lm4wddv4701qeluoeo1_500_large.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-1909357723453099126</id><published>2011-06-03T09:49:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T09:49:42.977+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soviet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='different'/><title type='text'>Forbidden freedom: Rock music in the USSR and Soviet Lithuania (Part 1 of 5)</title><content type='html'>This might sound weird to you but in Soviet era music was really censored and rock music was strictly forbidden in Soviet countries in the past. As it was thought that rock music will encourage youth to seek freedom which will break the long lasting order of &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Soviet Union&lt;/st1:place&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;In this post I’ll talk about prohibition of rock music in Lithuanian Soviet Socialist Republic (which had lasted until 1990) and a little about the situation in whole &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Soviet Union&lt;/st1:place&gt;. Also, this year &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Lithuania&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; celebrates 50 year anniversary of Lithuanian rock music. And I think, this fact encouraged me to write series of posts about Lithuanian rock music. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_MEZcUO1rYo/TefcMW7BWiI/AAAAAAAAAmc/gKpoUf2jtnM/s1600/Lithuanian+Hippies.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="293" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_MEZcUO1rYo/TefcMW7BWiI/AAAAAAAAAmc/gKpoUf2jtnM/s400/Lithuanian+Hippies.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lithuanian hippies, 1980's. This style of outfit and lifestyle wasn't tolerated in the Soviet Union. When they were caught by renegades or by militia, hippies were not only "fostered" with rubber sticks; their hair was compulsory cut off. They were&amp;nbsp;discussed&amp;nbsp;at schools, threatened to be thrown out of youth communist organisations, they had notes abut under-achievement in their books of grades.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;MUSIC EMBODYING FREE SOUL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Let’s get to the roots of rock music. Although it has its roots set back in 1940s and 1950s, rock music as a style was developed during and after 1960s, particularly in the &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;UK&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; and &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;USA&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. Firstly it was called as Rock and Roll before it got name as rock. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Rhythmic and energetic music of guitars, lyrics about freedom, love, personal happiness and problems were exactly what youth needed back then: rebellion against laws of society, ways to express their feelings and thoughts. People with traditional creed called this music as “Music of devil” and, because of that, rock music became more and more popular. After years rock became distinctive culture which symbolized a new outlook on life and society.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;ROCK MUSIC FINDS THE WAY TO &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;LITHUANIA&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M3Rbr2aiIFA/TeeeHCCBYqI/AAAAAAAAAjc/OXOo42lKoHU/s1600/Atvirukas-Merginu-bigbyto-grupe.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="280" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M3Rbr2aiIFA/TeeeHCCBYqI/AAAAAAAAAjc/OXOo42lKoHU/s400/Atvirukas-Merginu-bigbyto-grupe.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Girls' bigbeat band, Lithuania, 1968&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1906381980"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1906381981"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;When the whole world was crazy and possessed with fever of rock, Soviet Lithuania had only one accepted genre of popular music - the so-called “Soviet stage music” (“Estrada” in Lithuanian). It was music filled with Soviet ideology and totally incompatible with needs of youth. Rock music was forbidden or at least unwanted as a product of “rotten capitalism” which could cause major danger in society. However, in the end of 60’s, rock music reached Lithuania through the humming low quality radio broadcasts of foreign countries and smuggled records of rock music. The records of rock music were spreading from hand to hand; they were often illegally played in discotheques (as long as they were the only way to spend boring days and have fun back then). Shortly, every bigger town had its’ own rock band. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Soviet government realized that it is not possible to stop the spread of rock music, so they tried to control it strongly. As a result, reviews of bands were held on every soviet country. The compulsory repertoire of bands was stated. 75% of repertoire contained songs by Soviet authors, 20% - songs by authors from foreign socialistic countries and only 5% - own written songs. The way to fame and bigger gigs was closed for bands who haven’t come through the review or simply haven’t participated them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-itBAYB1kXMs/TeeeIj1Vf0I/AAAAAAAAAjg/C5zNfBkNeWY/s1600/Auditorija.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-itBAYB1kXMs/TeeeIj1Vf0I/AAAAAAAAAjg/C5zNfBkNeWY/s400/Auditorija.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The band which sell themselves as they were playing songs on 60th&amp;nbsp;anniversary&amp;nbsp;of &amp;nbsp;LSSR&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-1909357723453099126?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1909357723453099126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/06/forbidden-freedom-rock-music-in-ussr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/1909357723453099126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/1909357723453099126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/06/forbidden-freedom-rock-music-in-ussr.html' title='Forbidden freedom: Rock music in the USSR and Soviet Lithuania (Part 1 of 5)'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_MEZcUO1rYo/TefcMW7BWiI/AAAAAAAAAmc/gKpoUf2jtnM/s72-c/Lithuanian+Hippies.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-1689956913012392590</id><published>2011-06-02T15:06:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T15:13:27.179+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meaningless'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freetime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture'/><title type='text'>new blog appearance #2</title><content type='html'>The summer has begun so I decided to freshen up appearance of this blog.&lt;br /&gt;Actually the songs of Arcade Fire gave the idea of changing this blog. Also, it's been almost a year since I've changed something. Changes are good, aren't they? But I didn't change the header. I just love it too much!!!&lt;br /&gt;AND, if I randomly (as always) get a brainstorm, then I will change the background more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z4LCcmsch5M/Ted8XP3xGWI/AAAAAAAAAjU/QBefev8zKwg/s1600/untitled.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="230" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z4LCcmsch5M/Ted8XP3xGWI/AAAAAAAAAjU/QBefev8zKwg/s400/untitled.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxx&lt;br /&gt;Fuzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-1689956913012392590?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1689956913012392590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/06/new-blog-appearance-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/1689956913012392590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/1689956913012392590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/06/new-blog-appearance-2.html' title='new blog appearance #2'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z4LCcmsch5M/Ted8XP3xGWI/AAAAAAAAAjU/QBefev8zKwg/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-5315699610361018973</id><published>2011-05-25T18:32:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T18:32:05.619+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Listening to MGMT and dancing like an idiot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uOZUSiw-7-w/Td0fkCnnTZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/Kdh0r-cbYEc/s1600/MGMT%252B1226524962577_f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="261" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uOZUSiw-7-w/Td0fkCnnTZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/Kdh0r-cbYEc/s400/MGMT%252B1226524962577_f.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="230" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/MmZexg8sxyk?rel=0" width="404"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;yesterday was so odd day, so does this week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Everything happened when I decided to listen to MGMT's "Electric Feel". I danced like an idiot but I loved that. I love the feeling when I dance with my eyes closed. Then I feel the energy of music. &amp;nbsp;I just love expressing myself in different ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;AND I'm so glad nobody saw me. I think, I would have felt very awkward if someone would have seen me dancing.&amp;nbsp;Don't get me wrong, I am not a bad dancer. I was just expressing my feelings and tried to feel the music in different way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;So....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ooh girl&lt;br /&gt;Shock me like an electric eel&lt;br /&gt;Baby girl&lt;br /&gt;Turn me on with your electric feel&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6KLQ9_Vfda4/Td0flPq8QpI/AAAAAAAAAh0/g3B5rpafr_4/s1600/mgmt1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6KLQ9_Vfda4/Td0flPq8QpI/AAAAAAAAAh0/g3B5rpafr_4/s400/mgmt1.jpg" width="392" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-5315699610361018973?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5315699610361018973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/05/listening-to-mgmt-and-dancing-like.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/5315699610361018973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/5315699610361018973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/05/listening-to-mgmt-and-dancing-like.html' title='Listening to MGMT and dancing like an idiot'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uOZUSiw-7-w/Td0fkCnnTZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/Kdh0r-cbYEc/s72-c/MGMT%252B1226524962577_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-6098792781898614590</id><published>2011-05-24T19:19:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T19:19:40.695+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Set Me Free...</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;ahh 60'ties rock'n'roll &amp;lt;3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Set me free, little girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;All you gotta do is set me free, little girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;You know you can do it if you try,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;All you gotta do is set me free, free,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Free, free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I don't want no one,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;If I can't have you to myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I don't need nobody else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;So if I can't have you to myself,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Set me free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Set me free.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/oaojZhoeE5s" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-6098792781898614590?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6098792781898614590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/05/set-me-free.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/6098792781898614590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/6098792781898614590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/05/set-me-free.html' title='Set Me Free...'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/oaojZhoeE5s/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-8006554581240807261</id><published>2011-05-21T22:02:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T19:36:04.187+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='something like that'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freetime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weirdo'/><title type='text'>Fuzz goes investigating: a face of a purrfect man</title><content type='html'>Randomly, I decided to find out if there is such thing as "an ideal type&amp;nbsp;of men's face"&lt;br /&gt;I found five photos of British men who looked nice to me. I used their face shapes, eyes, noses lips and their hair only once and put them in random order.&lt;br /&gt;So, using my photoshoping skills, I mixed their features and made five different men.&lt;br /&gt;....Here are my results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iP9h79-pb9U/TdgHYRQavcI/AAAAAAAAAgc/m0xDkNGjuKo/s1600/anewmattb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iP9h79-pb9U/TdgHYRQavcI/AAAAAAAAAgc/m0xDkNGjuKo/s320/anewmattb.jpg" width="256" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;He looks sort of like a typical Lithuanian guy&amp;nbsp;(in a bad way, of course)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GBkVU-seyDk/TdgHaTAHnPI/AAAAAAAAAgg/sTNV6jok0y0/s1600/Arid+Bewarith.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GBkVU-seyDk/TdgHaTAHnPI/AAAAAAAAAgg/sTNV6jok0y0/s320/Arid+Bewarith.jpg" width="264" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;a-la bohemian artist&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NfRxLZ50fk0/TdgHUtURSCI/AAAAAAAAAgU/QuDndQf6eso/s1600/Matthur+Smitennward.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NfRxLZ50fk0/TdgHUtURSCI/AAAAAAAAAgU/QuDndQf6eso/s320/Matthur+Smitennward.jpg" width="264" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;He is my favorite because he looks like an owl (???)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dks_Mcn3ofA/TdgHWQymcEI/AAAAAAAAAgY/K0wA77a0kK4/s1600/anewarthur.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dks_Mcn3ofA/TdgHWQymcEI/AAAAAAAAAgY/K0wA77a0kK4/s400/anewarthur.jpg" width="330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;American&amp;nbsp;comedy&amp;nbsp;actor&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_TdylA-tJfs/TdgHban8NwI/AAAAAAAAAgk/upe_b1mDgjY/s1600/Domatt+Dartennsmith.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_TdylA-tJfs/TdgHban8NwI/AAAAAAAAAgk/upe_b1mDgjY/s320/Domatt+Dartennsmith.jpg" width="304" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;the shitting model&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fuzz goes straight to the conclusion:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all look.... erm... weird to me, so I think there isn't such thing as "an ideal type&amp;nbsp;of men's face".&lt;br /&gt;If you try to make a good looking man out of from many other photos, you will never get the good looking one. &lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's because that&amp;nbsp;every man and every person in this world is unique. They are unique in their own way.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Experiment two: a very ideal man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;All you need is:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*a random victim with his/hers own opinion (I chose my sister);&lt;br /&gt;*a computer;&lt;br /&gt;*the internet;&lt;br /&gt;*googling skills;&lt;br /&gt;*photos of nice men;&lt;br /&gt;*photoshoping skills;&lt;br /&gt;*photo editing software.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She chose different men's face features, clothes and background she liked the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Result:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIMmPw_B2OY/TdgLTC0xXkI/AAAAAAAAAhA/-xejaKgRGvQ/s1600/editos+idealas2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIMmPw_B2OY/TdgLTC0xXkI/AAAAAAAAAhA/-xejaKgRGvQ/s640/editos+idealas2.jpg" width="288" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how about you, but I think he has something missing. Maybe it's the face but I don't know. He looks just too weird.... what do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I want to apologize my sister for bothering her with this stuff :P She was shocked with the results but in bad way (maybe she had a few nightmares :D).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers!&lt;br /&gt;xxx&lt;br /&gt;Fuzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-8006554581240807261?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8006554581240807261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/05/fuzz-goes-investigating-face-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/8006554581240807261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/8006554581240807261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/05/fuzz-goes-investigating-face-of.html' title='Fuzz goes investigating: a face of a purrfect man'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iP9h79-pb9U/TdgHYRQavcI/AAAAAAAAAgc/m0xDkNGjuKo/s72-c/anewmattb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-5204212845040853419</id><published>2011-05-13T20:44:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T20:44:06.018+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soviet'/><title type='text'>THE most interesting thing in my drawer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Of all that stuff I have in my messy drawer, the most interesting thing I like is shown on the picture below. These are the last two frames of an old soviet movie. On the left side you can see the sound which would be heard on the movie. The subtitles say: "You are beautiful, too!". I keep this thing in one special place of my drawer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l5cGU4qihBc/TcxCJSEelCI/AAAAAAAAAeM/4NHUdoXkSzw/s1600/last+two+frame+sof+old+soviet+movie.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="382" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l5cGU4qihBc/TcxCJSEelCI/AAAAAAAAAeM/4NHUdoXkSzw/s400/last+two+frame+sof+old+soviet+movie.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-5204212845040853419?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5204212845040853419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/05/most-interesting-thing-in-my-drawer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/5204212845040853419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/5204212845040853419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/05/most-interesting-thing-in-my-drawer.html' title='THE most interesting thing in my drawer'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l5cGU4qihBc/TcxCJSEelCI/AAAAAAAAAeM/4NHUdoXkSzw/s72-c/last+two+frame+sof+old+soviet+movie.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-2400116381516246696</id><published>2011-05-10T23:50:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T23:50:49.733+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guitar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream'/><title type='text'>my new looove</title><content type='html'>Last Thursday was one of my the luckiest days :D BECAUSE I got my new guitarrr!!! (It's a Washburn WI64 Idol Series guitar)&lt;br /&gt;I was screaming&lt;br /&gt;I was so fucking happy&lt;br /&gt;Everybody heard me laughing and jumping around.&lt;br /&gt;I was just MAD of happiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That guitar is... EPIC! The sound, design, everything. OHHHH&lt;br /&gt;I fell in love with it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FAdx-XUtjvE/TcmctO3i4tI/AAAAAAAAAeA/w3z3p0SyH1E/s1600/GEDC1814.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FAdx-XUtjvE/TcmctO3i4tI/AAAAAAAAAeA/w3z3p0SyH1E/s400/GEDC1814.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8JF7lMC6DH0/TcmccvswQFI/AAAAAAAAAd8/iTgYDwFE9Rk/s1600/GEDC18682.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8JF7lMC6DH0/TcmccvswQFI/AAAAAAAAAd8/iTgYDwFE9Rk/s400/GEDC18682.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bJpib6mwCsk/Tcmc7Sx5ljI/AAAAAAAAAeE/Y3daNPTDr1g/s1600/GEDC1850.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bJpib6mwCsk/Tcmc7Sx5ljI/AAAAAAAAAeE/Y3daNPTDr1g/s400/GEDC1850.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-2400116381516246696?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2400116381516246696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-new-looove.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/2400116381516246696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/2400116381516246696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-new-looove.html' title='my new looove'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FAdx-XUtjvE/TcmctO3i4tI/AAAAAAAAAeA/w3z3p0SyH1E/s72-c/GEDC1814.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-7339949554184638010</id><published>2011-05-08T21:33:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T21:33:02.522+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freetime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Today is my 9th Martian b-day!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;hehe, yep.... when there's any kind of celebration, I WILL surely celebrate it :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so, today I turned 9 on Mars &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*party*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kakophone.com/kakorama//images/astro/planets/mars.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="315" src="http://www.kakophone.com/kakorama//images/astro/planets/mars.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;One Martian year is 687 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;One Martian day: 1 day, 37min, 23s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're interested, go to this&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.kakophone.com/kakorama/EN/kakoPlanets.php?planet=Mars"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;to find out how old you&amp;nbsp;are&amp;nbsp;on the rest of planets of Solar system ;P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-7339949554184638010?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7339949554184638010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/05/today-is-my-9th-martian-b-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/7339949554184638010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/7339949554184638010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/05/today-is-my-9th-martian-b-day.html' title='Today is my 9th Martian b-day!!!!!'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Location: currently celebrating at Cydonia, Mars</georss:featurename><georss:point>56.201862 24.756652600000052</georss:point><georss:box>55.9269175 24.37962510000005 56.476806499999995 25.133680100000053</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-4719632978691036200</id><published>2011-04-30T14:03:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T14:03:58.941+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>ohhh how I've missed the summer</title><content type='html'>... when the sky is even more blue, the sun is much more brighter, the clouds are lighter, when the smell of newly cut grass and the freshes of air after heavy rain fills my mind and my soul...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;when the sound of your&amp;nbsp;favorite&amp;nbsp;music comes pulsing straight into your brain...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_nb7hvgdxRQ/TbcATTKh2xI/AAAAAAAAAdk/zwrfeEvfLJk/s1600/Tumblr_le13pi0qek1qzvmy7o1_500_large.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_nb7hvgdxRQ/TbcATTKh2xI/AAAAAAAAAdk/zwrfeEvfLJk/s1600/Tumblr_le13pi0qek1qzvmy7o1_500_large.gif" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-4719632978691036200?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4719632978691036200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/04/ohhh-how-ive-missed-summer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/4719632978691036200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/4719632978691036200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/04/ohhh-how-ive-missed-summer.html' title='ohhh how I&apos;ve missed the summer'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_nb7hvgdxRQ/TbcATTKh2xI/AAAAAAAAAdk/zwrfeEvfLJk/s72-c/Tumblr_le13pi0qek1qzvmy7o1_500_large.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-1827353429372063944</id><published>2011-04-26T20:34:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T20:34:25.067+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the kills'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>a song in my mind: Satellite by the Kills</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="306" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/hniPVDz12bc" title="YouTube video player" width="490"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fLahu4bhbuw/TbcA_UVF5zI/AAAAAAAAAdo/tMtoCCt6f6g/s1600/142.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fLahu4bhbuw/TbcA_UVF5zI/AAAAAAAAAdo/tMtoCCt6f6g/s400/142.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c6V97KKpRGY/TbcBkGaWYmI/AAAAAAAAAds/eFWAya6Ehrc/s1600/the-kills.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c6V97KKpRGY/TbcBkGaWYmI/AAAAAAAAAds/eFWAya6Ehrc/s1600/the-kills.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-1827353429372063944?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1827353429372063944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/04/song-in-my-mind-satellite-by-kills.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/1827353429372063944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/1827353429372063944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/04/song-in-my-mind-satellite-by-kills.html' title='a song in my mind: Satellite by the Kills'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/hniPVDz12bc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-5453748722478912200</id><published>2011-04-26T20:15:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T20:15:10.405+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='different'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weirdo'/><title type='text'>Madness of Autumn, 2010: Ouija board</title><content type='html'>hahaha I remember how it all begun.&lt;br /&gt;I was really obsessed about idea of contacting souls from other worlds with a help of Ouija board.&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted to get one. &lt;b&gt;You know, forbidden and mysterious things always keep me going&lt;/b&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was because I am.. erm... sorta strange(?)&lt;br /&gt;All that magic and future casting stuff.... Inspiring and mysterious.&lt;br /&gt;So, I was really ready to get one (my sister wanted either) but then I&amp;nbsp;realized&amp;nbsp;that dealing with souls with a limited knowledge of what you're doing isn't such a good idea. As long as I don't know any person who would know about that (internet is loaded with different advices and stuff).&lt;br /&gt;So anyways&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;, I'd LOVE to&amp;nbsp;participate&amp;nbsp;in real spiritualism s&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;éance (with or without Ouija board) just to see how it works. OR talk to someone personally about the experiences in this sphere. Maybe it's because I am having a way too boring life and want to add some spices to it. Maybe I just had watched too much old 20's silent films&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oUvdgkOMcnQ/Tbb3im78YcI/AAAAAAAAAdc/yrUKiWuF0b0/s1600/mabuse.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="303" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oUvdgkOMcnQ/Tbb3im78YcI/AAAAAAAAAdc/yrUKiWuF0b0/s400/mabuse.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;But... I don't like the thing that people in other countries can get the Ouija board at toys' store as long as spirits aren't any toy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;xxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;Fuzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-5453748722478912200?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5453748722478912200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/04/madness-of-autumn-2010-ouija-board.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/5453748722478912200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/5453748722478912200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/04/madness-of-autumn-2010-ouija-board.html' title='Madness of Autumn, 2010: Ouija board'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oUvdgkOMcnQ/Tbb3im78YcI/AAAAAAAAAdc/yrUKiWuF0b0/s72-c/mabuse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-7091984036101579330</id><published>2011-04-20T00:08:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T00:08:47.933+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='space'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soviet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aliens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sci-fi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='different'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='science fiction'/><title type='text'>Soviet sci-fi architecture</title><content type='html'>I've found these amazing photos a month ago. They show how people in Soviet union were obsessed with futuristic space age lifestyle and art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FTx_nYYxDQc/Ta33vY8PM8I/AAAAAAAAAc4/QQuMwPcV7OA/s1600/ussr01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="360" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FTx_nYYxDQc/Ta33vY8PM8I/AAAAAAAAAc4/QQuMwPcV7OA/s400/ussr01.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gubzpHCY6k0/Ta33vyLAQ0I/AAAAAAAAAc8/6goRCKzAiIU/s1600/ussr02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gubzpHCY6k0/Ta33vyLAQ0I/AAAAAAAAAc8/6goRCKzAiIU/s400/ussr02.jpg" width="387" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q6Svty7Nu4M/Ta33wsdh5dI/AAAAAAAAAdA/DPQLfOOWKOc/s1600/ussr03.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q6Svty7Nu4M/Ta33wsdh5dI/AAAAAAAAAdA/DPQLfOOWKOc/s400/ussr03.jpg" width="305" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oU5AGmKpmcY/Ta33xAB9RRI/AAAAAAAAAdE/459UBpPYryE/s1600/ussr04.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="315" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oU5AGmKpmcY/Ta33xAB9RRI/AAAAAAAAAdE/459UBpPYryE/s400/ussr04.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-scQUaVBunD0/Ta33xg5io5I/AAAAAAAAAdI/eAVtlcMpWaI/s1600/ussr5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="233" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-scQUaVBunD0/Ta33xg5io5I/AAAAAAAAAdI/eAVtlcMpWaI/s400/ussr5.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dwprnB6xjIo/Ta33yWB9XqI/AAAAAAAAAdM/eQBFbKxYD1Q/s1600/ussr6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="398" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dwprnB6xjIo/Ta33yWB9XqI/AAAAAAAAAdM/eQBFbKxYD1Q/s400/ussr6.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EGnP6EVu2uo/Ta33zAUy-zI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/q5h8z7Uv2W8/s1600/ussr7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EGnP6EVu2uo/Ta33zAUy-zI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/q5h8z7Uv2W8/s400/ussr7.jpg" width="390" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a photo of wedding palace. Looks a bit like from 'Star Wars', isn't it?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-7091984036101579330?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7091984036101579330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/04/soviet-sci-fi-architecture.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/7091984036101579330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/7091984036101579330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/04/soviet-sci-fi-architecture.html' title='Soviet sci-fi architecture'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FTx_nYYxDQc/Ta33vY8PM8I/AAAAAAAAAc4/QQuMwPcV7OA/s72-c/ussr01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-8837893976465077006</id><published>2011-04-09T19:20:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T19:36:04.198+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='idiots'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boring'/><title type='text'>the meaning of 'LOL'</title><content type='html'>I've found this picture on the internet many months ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ANBAf3qqNZ0/TaCGul4ka1I/AAAAAAAAAcw/NYLlq7sDyvM/s1600/What_you_WroteMentDid_LOL_by_Chiddaling.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ANBAf3qqNZ0/TaCGul4ka1I/AAAAAAAAAcw/NYLlq7sDyvM/s400/What_you_WroteMentDid_LOL_by_Chiddaling.png" width="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-8837893976465077006?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8837893976465077006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/04/meaning-of-lol.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/8837893976465077006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/8837893976465077006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/04/meaning-of-lol.html' title='the meaning of &apos;LOL&apos;'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ANBAf3qqNZ0/TaCGul4ka1I/AAAAAAAAAcw/NYLlq7sDyvM/s72-c/What_you_WroteMentDid_LOL_by_Chiddaling.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total><georss:featurename>Location: in 10th dimension</georss:featurename><georss:point>56.201862 24.756652600000052</georss:point><georss:box>55.9269175 24.37962510000005 56.476806499999995 25.133680100000053</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-3576973341979182561</id><published>2011-04-07T20:25:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T20:25:37.256+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guitar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weirdo'/><title type='text'>The Weirdest Thing I've Ever Found on eBay</title><content type='html'>Introducing - furry fabric guitar....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RhLszKNkWyk/TZ3y1uw-nuI/AAAAAAAAAWY/JJMNS0vIbXo/s1600/furryguitar.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="230" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RhLszKNkWyk/TZ3y1uw-nuI/AAAAAAAAAWY/JJMNS0vIbXo/s400/furryguitar.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-3576973341979182561?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3576973341979182561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/04/weirdest-thing-ive-ever-found-on-ebay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/3576973341979182561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/3576973341979182561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/04/weirdest-thing-ive-ever-found-on-ebay.html' title='The Weirdest Thing I&apos;ve Ever Found on eBay'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RhLszKNkWyk/TZ3y1uw-nuI/AAAAAAAAAWY/JJMNS0vIbXo/s72-c/furryguitar.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-4516430103382727070</id><published>2011-03-30T21:55:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T21:55:27.548+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>the other side of music</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A_wBVemV04s/TZN7ubiyqYI/AAAAAAAAAWU/FnvuTanNUP0/s1600/tumblr_lic3jpdVVm1qcpxm0o1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A_wBVemV04s/TZN7ubiyqYI/AAAAAAAAAWU/FnvuTanNUP0/s1600/tumblr_lic3jpdVVm1qcpxm0o1_500_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love this photo of The Beatles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-4516430103382727070?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4516430103382727070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/03/other-side-of-music.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/4516430103382727070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/4516430103382727070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/03/other-side-of-music.html' title='the other side of music'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A_wBVemV04s/TZN7ubiyqYI/AAAAAAAAAWU/FnvuTanNUP0/s72-c/tumblr_lic3jpdVVm1qcpxm0o1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Location: ...whatevs</georss:featurename><georss:point>56.201862 24.756652600000052</georss:point><georss:box>55.9269175 24.37962510000005 56.476806499999995 25.133680100000053</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-818922998075543599</id><published>2011-03-25T18:57:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T18:57:49.851+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dom howard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Fuzz: a multi-instrumentalist</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-x_V7SB2muCk/TYzHQ8gUYlI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/bd1GXc3rsXI/s1600/165605_154048807980972_119553151430538_341804_1930245_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-x_V7SB2muCk/TYzHQ8gUYlI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/bd1GXc3rsXI/s400/165605_154048807980972_119553151430538_341804_1930245_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;it all begun when a friend of mine asked me to play in new my school's band as a 2nd guitarist, while my friend was a lead singer. When I met those guys everything seemed good, but their drummer was awful (believe me), so I was ready to be a drummer and learn to play drums. I tried and I'd say I did kinda good as a person who had never held drumsticks in her whole life before. Then, a bass player asked me to play the bass. Again, I've never played bass before. Well, they said I did it really great.&lt;div&gt;One moment was very&amp;nbsp;jaw-dropping. Their electric guitar was with tremolo arm, so I asked if they knew what it is. They didn't even heard about it. I showed how it works and I loved their looks. Those dudes were like kids who saw a new transformer toy. Amazing... they were still 'playing' with tremolo arm as I left for home. Nice. For them I looked like a Jesus. One day ago, my friend told me that the 1st guitarist want to be the only guitar player in the band, so I'm unexpected in their band anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;hahaha, I lessened his male ego :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, I've been informed that the band had split up. Too bad... my friend got so upset. Poor thing. I hope she'll feel better&amp;nbsp;soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, I believe&amp;nbsp;in future&amp;nbsp;I'll be playing at much better band.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all from me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuzz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-818922998075543599?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/818922998075543599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/03/fuzz-multi-instrumentalist.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/818922998075543599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/818922998075543599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/03/fuzz-multi-instrumentalist.html' title='Fuzz: a multi-instrumentalist'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-x_V7SB2muCk/TYzHQ8gUYlI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/bd1GXc3rsXI/s72-c/165605_154048807980972_119553151430538_341804_1930245_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Location: land of music</georss:featurename><georss:point>56.201862 24.7566526</georss:point><georss:box>55.819886499999996 23.822814599999997 56.5838375 25.6904906</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-950402619599709590</id><published>2011-03-22T21:27:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T21:27:52.232+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love it'/><title type='text'>Nosferatu - an old horror movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/rcyzubFvBsA" title="YouTube video player" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely love this silent movie. It's scary to me, actually. These days horror movies are about to scare you with looks, then old movies scare you&amp;nbsp;psychologically.&lt;br /&gt;At this point, old movies are much better and worth watching.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you'll enjoy this movie as I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-nbTrfX7RBO0/TYj3eRF6esI/AAAAAAAAAWM/HFF2J5ZK1Xc/s1600/Nosferatu.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-nbTrfX7RBO0/TYj3eRF6esI/AAAAAAAAAWM/HFF2J5ZK1Xc/s1600/Nosferatu.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;Fuzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-950402619599709590?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/950402619599709590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/03/nosferatu-old-horror-movie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/950402619599709590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/950402619599709590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/03/nosferatu-old-horror-movie.html' title='Nosferatu - an old horror movie'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/rcyzubFvBsA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Location: Biržai, Lithuania</georss:featurename><georss:point>56.201862 24.7566526</georss:point><georss:box>55.819886499999996 23.822814599999997 56.5838375 25.6904906</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-4636609580963185473</id><published>2011-03-22T20:36:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T02:18:53.346+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arcade fire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suburbs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>My Body is a Cage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;I still can’t forget one early Monday’s morning. As usually, I was walking to school and singing The Arcade Fire’s song ‘My body is a cage’. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;People of my town heard me singing and they didn’t understand a word I sang, because I sang in English; it was unusual for them to hear somebody singing while walking on the street… They looked at me like I was stupid.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;But I didn’t care!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;It was a dramatic moment.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;I was walking along the road while singing this amazingly unique song with lips, shivering from cold. I was cold; I was doing what everyone is supposed to do… I am a slave of my life. We all are. It’s because that our bodies are cages…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;I truly love this song. It has very deep meaning and deep feelings…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;My body is a cage&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;That keeps me &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;From dancing with the one I love &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But my mind holds the key…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You're standing next to me...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;My mind holds the key....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/wohuAtr8RgU" title="YouTube video player" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from the movie 'Nosferatu', 1922&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-4636609580963185473?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4636609580963185473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-body-is-cage.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/4636609580963185473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/4636609580963185473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-body-is-cage.html' title='My Body is a Cage'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/wohuAtr8RgU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Location: the same dead town</georss:featurename><georss:point>56.201862 24.7566526</georss:point><georss:box>55.819886499999996 23.822814599999997 56.5838375 25.6904906</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-2777456897484914586</id><published>2011-03-13T03:14:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T19:36:04.158+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='something like that'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freetime'/><title type='text'>I'm Feeling F**king great</title><content type='html'>sitting here and faffing around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-iWBkDqioA-c/TXwZ9HWDf0I/AAAAAAAAAWI/-9_6IRjw93A/s1600/twiggy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-iWBkDqioA-c/TXwZ9HWDf0I/AAAAAAAAAWI/-9_6IRjw93A/s1600/twiggy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-2777456897484914586?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2777456897484914586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-feeling-fking-great.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/2777456897484914586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/2777456897484914586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-feeling-fking-great.html' title='I&apos;m Feeling F**king great'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-iWBkDqioA-c/TXwZ9HWDf0I/AAAAAAAAAWI/-9_6IRjw93A/s72-c/twiggy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Location: In my room, Biržai, Lithuania</georss:featurename><georss:point>56.201862 24.7566526</georss:point><georss:box>55.819886499999996 23.822814599999997 56.5838375 25.6904906</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-3789798436943846756</id><published>2011-03-11T17:16:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T17:16:06.983+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lithuania'/><title type='text'>through the window</title><content type='html'>Nothing special happened. I had dehydration, then caught flu. I thought I might die. Luckily, I'm alive.&lt;br /&gt;While I was sick, I got some new postcards from postcrossing. Oh, how I love that site!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday my school participated in one project with three schools of my town. We all needed to bring yellow balloons with us. I loved the balloon fights with my friends :D&lt;br /&gt;These days I feel kinda strange;&amp;nbsp;Finally, the spring came into my boring town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ikrauk.15min.lt/images/4d791e35847a9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://ikrauk.15min.lt/images/4d791e35847a9.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A photo of yesterday's project. I'm somewhere on the left corner holding yellow balloons&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-3789798436943846756?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3789798436943846756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/03/through-window.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/3789798436943846756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/3789798436943846756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/03/through-window.html' title='through the window'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Location: always had been the same</georss:featurename><georss:point>56.201862 24.7566526</georss:point><georss:box>55.819886499999996 23.822814599999997 56.5838375 25.6904906</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-6270265159882270475</id><published>2011-02-20T18:53:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T18:53:00.300+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arcade fire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>THE band which made me feel again</title><content type='html'>I first heard about the Arcade Fire on the&amp;nbsp;beginning&amp;nbsp;of Summer back in 2010. It was their song 'The Suburbs' which&amp;nbsp;from the first notes&amp;nbsp;became my top favorite song.&lt;br /&gt;Two months ago, my life lost colors and I was like a living dead. I didn't know what I&amp;nbsp;was doing on this Earth. It all changed when I decided to search for their&amp;nbsp;all&amp;nbsp;albums, because I&amp;nbsp;had&amp;nbsp;already fell in love with their musical style.... I was right, they breathed life back into my grey reality... And now, I can't stop listening to their songs. I will be indebted to Arcade Fire&amp;nbsp;until&amp;nbsp;the end of my life.&lt;br /&gt;And Win's voice... ahhh I love it!&lt;br /&gt;They are amazing, unique, they made me feel again. They gave colors into my life again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="279" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/HUKBouupkig" title="YouTube video player" width="490"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is like from outer space, makes me feel and believe; it gives very weird feeling inside my heart...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-6270265159882270475?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6270265159882270475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/02/band-which-made-me-feel-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/6270265159882270475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/6270265159882270475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/02/band-which-made-me-feel-again.html' title='THE band which made me feel again'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/HUKBouupkig/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Location: in 10th dimension with music</georss:featurename><georss:point>56.201862 24.7566526</georss:point><georss:box>55.819886499999996 23.822814599999997 56.5838375 25.6904906</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-1077407611405980563</id><published>2011-02-19T19:23:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T19:36:04.129+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='something like that'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='space'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aliens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sci-fi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='science fiction'/><title type='text'>How Nuclear Radiation Can Change Our Race</title><content type='html'>Weird photo which I accidentally found on the internet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stellasmagazine.com/img/bizarre-and-odd/inventions/inventions40.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://www.stellasmagazine.com/img/bizarre-and-odd/inventions/inventions40.jpg" width="423" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-1077407611405980563?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1077407611405980563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/02/how-nuclear-radiation-can-change-our.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/1077407611405980563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/1077407611405980563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/02/how-nuclear-radiation-can-change-our.html' title='How Nuclear Radiation Can Change Our Race'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Location: in my secret hideout</georss:featurename><georss:point>56.201862 24.7566526</georss:point><georss:box>55.819886499999996 23.822814599999997 56.5838375 25.6904906</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-4261700824139243296</id><published>2011-02-19T19:16:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T19:16:08.805+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meaningless'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freetime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weirdo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream'/><title type='text'>weird outburst of emotions and inspiration</title><content type='html'>Today. I. Wrote. A. Song. Yesterday. I. Did. That. Again. Tonight. I. Will. Do. That. Either.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I just need to wait until the night when the best ideas come into my head.&lt;br /&gt;And again, I'll go to bed 'early'.&lt;br /&gt;Also my emotions are very weirdly unstable...&lt;br /&gt;... I had a weird dream of a guy who was my&amp;nbsp;neighbor&amp;nbsp;and he was obsessed with band called 'Bombay Bicycle Club'. I was pretending that I'm&amp;nbsp;obsessed&amp;nbsp;with them&amp;nbsp;as same as he. He wanted me to visit him every day and made me read every single magazine with them. That guy was sleeping on the couch covered with magazines... Also he had a secret entrance to the underground world... Oh, weird.... when i woke up I thought 'WTF?!?'&lt;br /&gt;Also I don't like my neighbors who are living beneath my flat 'cuz they are WAY TOO LOUD. Even now I hear them&amp;nbsp;running&amp;nbsp;around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice photo from the past...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lazypalace.com/img01/photos-from-the-past07.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.lazypalace.com/img01/photos-from-the-past07.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-4261700824139243296?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4261700824139243296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/02/weird-outburst-of-emotions-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/4261700824139243296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/4261700824139243296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/02/weird-outburst-of-emotions-and.html' title='weird outburst of emotions and inspiration'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Location: weeeeee :D</georss:featurename><georss:point>56.201862 24.7566526</georss:point><georss:box>55.819886499999996 23.822814599999997 56.5838375 25.6904906</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-5020030811521705296</id><published>2011-02-15T16:35:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T16:35:38.944+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miserable'/><title type='text'>Hating Valentine's day with all my heart</title><content type='html'>Yeah, yesterday was one of my least&amp;nbsp;favorite&amp;nbsp;days... V's day... I just hate it! All that pink stuff, everything's covered with hearts... Well, it's not my thing.&lt;br /&gt;How can I like a day, a 'celebration' which was made by shops to sell out things?&lt;br /&gt;I actually think it's stupid to show your love only on Valentine's day, when you have whole year.&lt;br /&gt;You can show your love every day AND showing love doesn't mean buying things... as most of people think. Love is not material thing after all.&lt;br /&gt;It seems that only on 14th February we remember that we love. On this day we show our feelings by buying flowers and stuff. And then, we&amp;nbsp;forget our feelings 'till next year...... And that's stupid.&lt;br /&gt;It shows how lazy and blind people are....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V2DZDedQgCE/TVqOVpfOhII/AAAAAAAAAVw/igscCKFToMc/s1600/Simona+cutting+heart.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="325" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V2DZDedQgCE/TVqOVpfOhII/AAAAAAAAAVw/igscCKFToMc/s400/Simona+cutting+heart.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;my attempt to show how much I 'like' this day&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-5020030811521705296?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5020030811521705296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/02/hating-valentines-day-with-all-my-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/5020030811521705296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/5020030811521705296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/02/hating-valentines-day-with-all-my-heart.html' title='Hating Valentine&apos;s day with all my heart'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V2DZDedQgCE/TVqOVpfOhII/AAAAAAAAAVw/igscCKFToMc/s72-c/Simona+cutting+heart.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Location: in my frozen town</georss:featurename><georss:point>56.201862 24.7566526</georss:point><georss:box>55.819886499999996 23.822814599999997 56.5838375 25.6904906</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-7886992194088500776</id><published>2011-01-23T18:13:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T02:19:07.894+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='superpowerless'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='note'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freetime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Things will get better soon, won't they?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TTxSPRR8EDI/AAAAAAAAAVo/yVBVEqme9CM/s1600/Tumblr_leczgxsel41qckzpmo1_400_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TTxSPRR8EDI/AAAAAAAAAVo/yVBVEqme9CM/s1600/Tumblr_leczgxsel41qckzpmo1_400_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Sometimes I feel so fucked up with everything. I got rid of failing, feeling sadness... When will this period of darknes end? Sometimes ,or more likely, usually I start laughing. Not because it's funny; I laugh of despair. My laugh is filled with sadness because I do not know what to do..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Believe. Believe in Fate,"&lt;/i&gt; said my pendulum&amp;nbsp;when I asked an advice about making my dreams come true."&amp;nbsp;(Pendulum is a triangle shaped thing used for magic and future predictions).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were &amp;nbsp;short extracts from my real-life diary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and this song is in my head right now. Don't know why but it keeps me feeling positive about everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="81" width="100%"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F8391752&amp;amp;show_comments=true&amp;amp;auto_play=false&amp;amp;color=473906"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F8391752&amp;amp;show_comments=true&amp;amp;auto_play=false&amp;amp;color=473906" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;   &lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/indie-aufsatz/smith-westerns-all-die-young"&gt;Smith Westerns - All Die Young&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-7886992194088500776?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7886992194088500776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/01/things-will-get-better-soon-wont-they.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/7886992194088500776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/7886992194088500776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/01/things-will-get-better-soon-wont-they.html' title='Things will get better soon, won&apos;t they?'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TTxSPRR8EDI/AAAAAAAAAVo/yVBVEqme9CM/s72-c/Tumblr_leczgxsel41qckzpmo1_400_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Location: Biržai, Lietuva. But not for long</georss:featurename><georss:point>56.201862 24.7566526</georss:point><georss:box>55.819886499999996 23.822814599999997 56.5838375 25.6904906</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-5206674846923756053</id><published>2011-01-15T21:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T21:00:33.595+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freetime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drawing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weirdo'/><title type='text'>My Drawings Or: How I'm enjoying going to bed 'early'</title><content type='html'>Last night I could't sleep, so I decided to draw something and I ended up with a bunch of sketches and few a-la Tim Burton style drawings. I went to bed kinda early, at about 2am. It IS early to me :D Anyway, last night was really productive :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my favourite drawings:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TTHngUcFpXI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/yGvbm9AY97M/s1600/Simona-Fuzz+sketch+Burton%2527s+style+02.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TTHngUcFpXI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/yGvbm9AY97M/s400/Simona-Fuzz+sketch+Burton%2527s+style+02.JPG" width="293" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;half woman-half skeleton&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TTHnM6Qna_I/AAAAAAAAAVM/SbLIJ6x56DM/s1600/Simona-Fuzz+sketch+Burton%2527s+style+01.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TTHnM6Qna_I/AAAAAAAAAVM/SbLIJ6x56DM/s400/Simona-Fuzz+sketch+Burton%2527s+style+01.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;a walk in the dark&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-5206674846923756053?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5206674846923756053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-drawings-or-how-im-enjoying-going-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/5206674846923756053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/5206674846923756053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-drawings-or-how-im-enjoying-going-to.html' title='My Drawings Or: How I&apos;m enjoying going to bed &apos;early&apos;'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TTHngUcFpXI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/yGvbm9AY97M/s72-c/Simona-Fuzz+sketch+Burton%2527s+style+02.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Location: in my cup of tea</georss:featurename><georss:point>56.201862 24.7566526</georss:point><georss:box>55.819886499999996 23.822814599999997 56.5838375 25.6904906</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-6778542063619464197</id><published>2011-01-15T14:25:00.015+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T14:41:29.298+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture'/><title type='text'>Phhhotos</title><content type='html'>Few weeks ago I was kinda sad/depressed, so I decided to have fun as much as I can while listening to my favourite songs. Some of the results you can see here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TTGUHXjGqfI/AAAAAAAAAUo/a3u1dai--qc/s1600/simona-fuzz+photocollage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TTGUHXjGqfI/AAAAAAAAAUo/a3u1dai--qc/s640/simona-fuzz+photocollage.jpg" width="448" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more comming soon :)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TTGQIKs6q7I/AAAAAAAAAUc/C9crvgbnWLk/s1600/tralaia2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-6778542063619464197?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6778542063619464197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/01/phhhotos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/6778542063619464197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/6778542063619464197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/01/phhhotos.html' title='Phhhotos'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TTGUHXjGqfI/AAAAAAAAAUo/a3u1dai--qc/s72-c/simona-fuzz+photocollage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Location: bla bla blah a.k.a. the SAME</georss:featurename><georss:point>56.201862 24.7566526</georss:point><georss:box>55.819886499999996 23.822814599999997 56.5838375 25.6904906</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-671661672870975008</id><published>2011-01-04T13:47:00.009+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T13:53:55.060+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lithuania'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soviet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sci-fi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='magazine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='science fiction'/><title type='text'>Ships of the Future: Article From Old Lithuanian Soviet Magazine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;First of all - Happy New Year my dear readers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;So, I'll tell you a short story how I decided to write about that. On Christmas day my family and I went to the village. I was so bored that I decided to find something interesting and wow! I found even more old Lithuanian soviet magazines with interesting articles. Haha, I'm lucky these days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;So, here's an article from old Lithuanian magazine 'Svyturys' (eng. 'Lighthouse') about how people back in 1965 imagined ships of 21st century.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;This is the cover of the magazine:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TSIfOd8B12I/AAAAAAAAAR0/AjWm5aZRnbc/s1600/old-lithuanian-soviet-magazine-cover.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TSIfOd8B12I/AAAAAAAAAR0/AjWm5aZRnbc/s400/old-lithuanian-soviet-magazine-cover.jpg" width="305" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;...and the whole article (photos on other page):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TSImJ7XABpI/AAAAAAAAASc/y5h-hPuURuQ/s1600/old-lithuanian-soviet-magazine-text.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TSImJ7XABpI/AAAAAAAAASc/y5h-hPuURuQ/s400/old-lithuanian-soviet-magazine-text.jpg" width="302" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The text is all about the hystory of ships, but I won't translate the text. I thought it would not be interesting for you to read that; 'cuz you can always find even more info on Wikipedia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;So here's the most interesting part: pictures (click to enlarge)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TSIlks-iAxI/AAAAAAAAASY/J6VKTnYHLD0/s1600/old-lithuanian-soviet-magazine-pics.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TSIlks-iAxI/AAAAAAAAASY/J6VKTnYHLD0/s400/old-lithuanian-soviet-magazine-pics.jpg" width="306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232; font-family: inherit;"&gt;Translation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;pic. number one&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;/b&gt; oceanic catamaran - the ship of future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;pic. number two:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/i&gt;British people are projecting this capacity&lt;br /&gt;of 80 thousand tons atomic submarine. It's lenght - 244&lt;br /&gt;m&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;eters, width about 49 meters, height - 15 meters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;pic. number three: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;American designers are suggesting to&lt;br /&gt;build an original submarine. Control panel is elevated above&lt;br /&gt;the water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pic. number four: &lt;/b&gt;Atomic passenger ship with underwater wings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pic. number five:&lt;/i&gt; In the future, these submarines will be used to catch&lt;br /&gt;whales. As you see, whale will not be able to run away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pic. number six and seven:&lt;/i&gt; These ships will be flying in the 21st century&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, here comes my summary. I think most of them are unreal; just like from my-beloved sci-fi section, but it's nice to see how people back then imagined future ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-671661672870975008?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/671661672870975008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/01/ships-of-future-article-from-old.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/671661672870975008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/671661672870975008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/01/ships-of-future-article-from-old.html' title='Ships of the Future: Article From Old Lithuanian Soviet Magazine'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TSIfOd8B12I/AAAAAAAAAR0/AjWm5aZRnbc/s72-c/old-lithuanian-soviet-magazine-cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Location: my unbeloved town who's drowning in the snow</georss:featurename><georss:point>56.201862 24.7566526</georss:point><georss:box>55.819886499999996 23.822814599999997 56.5838375 25.6904906</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-305207216349262112</id><published>2010-12-21T21:26:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T21:26:37.348+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arcade fire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suburbs'/><title type='text'>Scenes From The Suburbs</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="300" width="488"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5Euj9f3gdyM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=lt_LT"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5Euj9f3gdyM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=lt_LT" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="488" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from the short film 'Scenes From The Suburbs' by&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Spike Jonz&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;. This song and video are just too amazing!!! Very interesting video and song which have very deep meaning... ok, I love this so much!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lightmeetsnight.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/11/vlcsnap-2010-11-22-14h19m28s229.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://www.lightmeetsnight.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/11/vlcsnap-2010-11-22-14h19m28s229.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-305207216349262112?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/305207216349262112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2010/12/scenes-from-suburbs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/305207216349262112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/305207216349262112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2010/12/scenes-from-suburbs.html' title='Scenes From The Suburbs'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Location: 'in the suburbs I...'</georss:featurename><georss:point>56.201862 24.7566526</georss:point><georss:box>55.819886499999996 23.822814599999997 56.5838375 25.6904906</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-148584813789191483</id><published>2010-12-21T19:53:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T19:36:04.138+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nme'/><title type='text'>Everything about almost everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;well hello. I've noticed I've been a little bit absent these days/weeks, hugh? I just hadn't got much time. First time in my life I had two concerts in one day. It was... fun. At first time I was a little afraid and nervous but on the second performance, I was really relaxed. I still can't live without the feeling when you go to the stage, see people who are listening to you and the feeling when they are applausing to you. Ehhhh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I had listened NME radio few moments ago. There was playing a song &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; " &gt;&lt;b&gt;Black Keys - Tighten Up&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;. As always, my all memories of this summer came back and I remembered everything. If the song would be playing at least three or four more times, I would've been started crying. But I'm not about that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Today I bought two pairs of shoes. Of course, I needed to sew them a little bit and wash them, but that's ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And the picture below is the reason why I love thrift stores...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TRDh1db49RI/AAAAAAAAARo/4NZOeok4hRk/s1600/SHOES.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TRDh1db49RI/AAAAAAAAARo/4NZOeok4hRk/s400/SHOES.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-148584813789191483?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/148584813789191483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2010/12/everything-about-almost-everything.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/148584813789191483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/148584813789191483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2010/12/everything-about-almost-everything.html' title='Everything about almost everything'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TRDh1db49RI/AAAAAAAAARo/4NZOeok4hRk/s72-c/SHOES.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Location: always remain the same</georss:featurename><georss:point>56.201862 24.7566526</georss:point><georss:box>55.819886499999996 23.822814599999997 56.5838375 25.6904906</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-8881679818950113460</id><published>2010-12-08T19:45:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T03:18:18.493+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture'/><title type='text'>THE apple</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TP_DTWiDHEI/AAAAAAAAARI/4sJ8tRg5FI0/s1600/apple.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TP_DTWiDHEI/AAAAAAAAARI/4sJ8tRg5FI0/s640/apple.JPG" width="449" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just wanted to post one my painting I needed to do on art lesson....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-8881679818950113460?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8881679818950113460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2010/12/apple.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/8881679818950113460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/8881679818950113460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2010/12/apple.html' title='THE apple'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TP_DTWiDHEI/AAAAAAAAARI/4sJ8tRg5FI0/s72-c/apple.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Location: the same</georss:featurename><georss:point>56.201862 24.7566526</georss:point><georss:box>55.819886499999996 23.822814599999997 56.5838375 25.6904906</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-3178144119031298953</id><published>2010-12-07T21:46:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T21:46:15.575+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meaningless'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='different'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weirdo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indie'/><title type='text'>Utopia of my town: Indie boys</title><content type='html'>What I would do if there would be some indie guys in my town?!?&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, but there won't...&lt;br /&gt;even after hundreads of years...&lt;br /&gt;Every guy here is... erm... oh dear. I can't even describe.... most of them are wearing tracksuits, listening to dumb remixes, swearing. They like girls who are obsessed with town's "popculture"; they avoid the different ones and if the person loves rock music, they say she's a killer or a person who soon will commit suicide (...I had experienced some insults about the music I like and they were calling me a killer. Even if I don't listen to death metal).... They are so.... mainstream and not unique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone had said: &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;'Being different means being yourself, standing for your own views and beliefes. However, it is hazardous to your health and emotions. Being yourself is a difficult task when most of people fail...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, that 'someone' is me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TP6KBRCWKOI/AAAAAAAAARE/KErXPih23Mc/s1600/5xjxo4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="326" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TP6KBRCWKOI/AAAAAAAAARE/KErXPih23Mc/s400/5xjxo4.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lookbook.nu/files/looks/large/900907_76795_163803343652794_100000693892494_372556_3853212_n.jpg?1288990014" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="315" src="http://lookbook.nu/files/looks/large/900907_76795_163803343652794_100000693892494_372556_3853212_n.jpg?1288990014" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-3178144119031298953?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3178144119031298953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2010/12/utopia-of-my-town-indie-boys.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/3178144119031298953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/3178144119031298953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2010/12/utopia-of-my-town-indie-boys.html' title='Utopia of my town: Indie boys'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TP6KBRCWKOI/AAAAAAAAARE/KErXPih23Mc/s72-c/5xjxo4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total><georss:featurename>Location: the same mindless town filled with absurd</georss:featurename><georss:point>56.201862 24.7566526</georss:point><georss:box>55.819886499999996 23.822814599999997 56.5838375 25.6904906</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-4610081892508172635</id><published>2010-12-03T20:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T20:58:12.465+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Bowie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freetime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>another post or: how I'm dying of boredom</title><content type='html'>so, it's been a long time since I wrote something here. What's been new? I guess nothing. Except that this week my town's scout group (I'm a member of it) were going to kindergarden of disabled children. It was nice to do some good jobs before Christmas...&lt;br /&gt;But talking about christmas... It's 3rd of December, right? So, it means Christmas is near? Oh God...&lt;br /&gt;Everything's repeating and I don't feel the Christmas spirit again. But who cares. My family's watching the first &amp;nbsp;part of 'Home Alone'. And it's every year. Christmas lost it's spirit many years ago. Well, it's just my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I'm gonna go to thrift stores just to buy some cool stuff. Oh, God, bless the thrift stores and markets!!! People who think they are stupid are just so mean, for example, last week I bought a-la military style jacket for very cheap price :D Sometimes I like being different is an advantage! And it's SO TRUE.&lt;br /&gt;I also, finished my old diary... Too bad. But now I'm writing in my own diary which I made from scratch.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, soon I'll go watch a movie with Johnny Depp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my head is playing &amp;nbsp;this song by David Bowie. I think he's a legend! (Oh, I'd love to buy glasses like the ones which David Bowie is wearing on the video :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/D67kmFzSh_o?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=lt_LT&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/D67kmFzSh_o?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=lt_LT&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ground control to major Tom&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ground control to major Tom&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Take your protein pills and put your helmet on&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ground control to major Tom&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-4610081892508172635?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4610081892508172635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2010/12/another-post-or-how-im-dying-of-boredom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/4610081892508172635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/4610081892508172635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2010/12/another-post-or-how-im-dying-of-boredom.html' title='another post or: how I&apos;m dying of boredom'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Location: somewhere in outter space</georss:featurename><georss:point>56.201862 24.7566526</georss:point><georss:box>55.819886499999996 23.822814599999997 56.5838375 25.6904906</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-9057609819893267504</id><published>2010-11-14T14:11:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T14:11:47.218+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the kills'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='superpowerless'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freetime'/><title type='text'>'till you're superpowerless...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;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...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I wanna eat chocolate. There isn't any...... I ate it yesterday when I had the so-called 'Bad Hair Day'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;My room is total mess. I like that. But my mom doesn't. I don't care after all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;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...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TN_MTs0IqoI/AAAAAAAAAQs/oaSg4RlodIA/s1600/GEDC01292.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TN_MTs0IqoI/AAAAAAAAAQs/oaSg4RlodIA/s320/GEDC01292.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;my 5th cup of tea&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;one song is stuck in my head... It fits my mood perfectly. It's 'Superpowerless' by The Kills...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qywpubrj2WU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=lt_LT&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qywpubrj2WU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=lt_LT&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Take a drink of my red wine&lt;br /&gt;I've got enough to go around,&lt;br /&gt;Take a drink of mine&lt;br /&gt;I've got enough to go around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Till you're drunk 'till you're high 'tlil you're fake, 'tlil you're crushed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come into my shipwreck&lt;br /&gt;Half the time we just sit around,&lt;br /&gt;Talkin' shit over sour milk&lt;br /&gt;Waitin' for the rain to come down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Till you're drunk 'till you're high 'till you're fake 'till you're crushed 'till you're red 'till you're superpowerless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the weight off my mind&lt;br /&gt;I got enough to slow you down,&lt;br /&gt;Take a cut of mine-oh-mine&lt;br /&gt;I've got enough to go around.&lt;br /&gt;Leave me when you're giving in&lt;br /&gt;when you're last little lie is out,&lt;br /&gt;I'll show you just how dark it gets&lt;br /&gt;When the sun really does go down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Till you're drunk 'till you're high 'till you're fake 'till you're crushed 'till you're red 'till you're superpowerless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Till you're drunk 'till you're high 'till you're fake 'till you're crushed 'till you're dead 'till you're superpowerless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everythiiiing is okaaayy&lt;br /&gt;If everythiiiing stays the saaaame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Till you're drunk 'till you're high 'till you're fake 'till you're crushed 'till you're red 'till you're superpowerless.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TN_RHLssGiI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/-k4OuTIkOgY/s1600/12408581.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="358" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TN_RHLssGiI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/-k4OuTIkOgY/s400/12408581.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-9057609819893267504?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/9057609819893267504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2010/11/till-youre-superpowerless.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/9057609819893267504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/9057609819893267504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2010/11/till-youre-superpowerless.html' title='&apos;till you&apos;re superpowerless...'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TN_MTs0IqoI/AAAAAAAAAQs/oaSg4RlodIA/s72-c/GEDC01292.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Location: in 10th dimension</georss:featurename><georss:point>56.201862 24.7566526</georss:point><georss:box>55.819886499999996 23.822814599999997 56.5838375 25.6904906</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-2457950926654261250</id><published>2010-11-14T12:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T13:09:06.822+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='note'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freetime'/><title type='text'>a short note from me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TN-1xU1zD6I/AAAAAAAAAQI/ipYuHWzTh94/s1600/note2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="600" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TN-1xU1zD6I/AAAAAAAAAQI/ipYuHWzTh94/s640/note2.jpg" width="481" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TN-2ACOAqAI/AAAAAAAAAQM/SSyjZx0JIcY/s1600/zenkliukas1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TN-2ACOAqAI/AAAAAAAAAQM/SSyjZx0JIcY/s400/zenkliukas1.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TN-2MUi47gI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/M-vBgduEdpY/s1600/zenkliukas22.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="297" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TN-2MUi47gI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/M-vBgduEdpY/s400/zenkliukas22.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1480391508"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1480391509"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-2457950926654261250?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2457950926654261250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2010/11/short-note-from-me.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/2457950926654261250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/2457950926654261250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2010/11/short-note-from-me.html' title='a short note from me'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TN-1xU1zD6I/AAAAAAAAAQI/ipYuHWzTh94/s72-c/note2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total><georss:featurename>Location: Deep inside my brain</georss:featurename><georss:point>56.201862 24.7566526</georss:point><georss:box>55.819886499999996 23.822814599999997 56.5838375 25.6904906</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-6192393833659914642</id><published>2010-11-12T23:25:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T02:19:23.712+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indie'/><title type='text'>I’m gonna ride my bike until I get home...</title><content type='html'>I heard this song on NME radio few days ago. Actually, I'm really into it ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="260" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rVELTxKRoHA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=lt_LT&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rVELTxKRoHA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=lt_LT&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="260"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The video has the feeling of 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 understand it like "a weird girl hasn't got much money for good bike, so she took her grandma's bike." (arsholes...) btw there aren't such place where I could get one :/ again, small town had caged me inside... BUT NOT FOR LONG!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;My mother tells me I should stop go and get a real job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;That can’t be the way that I roll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;Everybody’s growing up, having kids and paying rent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;And I’m getting count of it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;I’m gonna ride my bike until I get home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;I’m gonna ride my bike until I get home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;I’m gonna ride my bike until I get home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;Gonna ride my bike until I get home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TN2v66koOSI/AAAAAAAAAQA/T2B7ypFGTPA/s1600/Tumblr_lblbe7qzir1qbhrdjo1_400_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TN2v66koOSI/AAAAAAAAAQA/T2B7ypFGTPA/s320/Tumblr_lblbe7qzir1qbhrdjo1_400_large.jpg" width="319" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-6192393833659914642?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6192393833659914642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-gonna-ride-my-bike-until-i-get-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/6192393833659914642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/6192393833659914642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-gonna-ride-my-bike-until-i-get-home.html' title='I’m gonna ride my bike until I get home...'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TN2v66koOSI/AAAAAAAAAQA/T2B7ypFGTPA/s72-c/Tumblr_lblbe7qzir1qbhrdjo1_400_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Location: THE same f***n' town</georss:featurename><georss:point>56.201862 24.7566526</georss:point><georss:box>55.819886499999996 23.822814599999997 56.5838375 25.6904906</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-4784663791625310226</id><published>2010-11-12T21:33:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T19:36:04.166+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friday'/><title type='text'>Just untitled or: How I enjoy Fridays</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;Date:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; 12th November, 2010&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;Time:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;8:51pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;Weather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;dark, cold, rainy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;Mood:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; thoughtful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;Now I'm:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; burning films to dvd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;Thought of the day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; "Gahhh.... Fridayyy"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;Question of the day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; "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?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;Dilemma of the day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Which friday movie I should watch?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok, now I'll talk 'bout things and stuff...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TOMORROW I'll need to perform with folklore group. Hehe, nice. My second performance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still didn't find people who would love to play in the band with me. Maybe later.... MEHH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;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.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's next? I guess nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;9:15pm&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I'm stiiting with huge scarf on my neck. I don't have a sore throat. That thing is just for warmth :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;9:28pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;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.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This photo represemts my mood:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TN2VBCRM9pI/AAAAAAAAAP4/e73IYMh1PS4/s1600/friday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TN2VBCRM9pI/AAAAAAAAAP4/e73IYMh1PS4/s400/friday.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-4784663791625310226?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4784663791625310226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2010/11/just-untitled-or-how-i-enjoy-fridays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/4784663791625310226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/4784663791625310226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2010/11/just-untitled-or-how-i-enjoy-fridays.html' title='Just untitled or: How I enjoy Fridays'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TN2VBCRM9pI/AAAAAAAAAP4/e73IYMh1PS4/s72-c/friday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Location: LAZYLANDIA</georss:featurename><georss:point>56.201862 24.7566526</georss:point><georss:box>55.819886499999996 23.822814599999997 56.5838375 25.6904906</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-1348655922212270686</id><published>2010-11-11T18:57:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T19:36:04.134+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='space'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freetime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soviet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aliens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sci-fi'/><title type='text'>Sci-fi in soviet era. Part four</title><content type='html'>This is the last part. I believe there were more comics. Unfortunately, other magazines were lost...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TNwZWijL4hI/AAAAAAAAAPs/iBKt89WAZk0/s1600/00004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TNwZWijL4hI/AAAAAAAAAPs/iBKt89WAZk0/s400/00004.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Translation:&lt;br /&gt;"Turn on transcosmic engines! We had moved!"&lt;br /&gt;"Destination - blue coast. We came into magnetical field which mazed us."&lt;br /&gt;"At least, solid ground. Lozenge, measurements!"&lt;br /&gt;"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".&lt;br /&gt;"Or maybe genius?"&lt;br /&gt;"Do the leakage test!"&lt;br /&gt;"What an interesting cactussy (erm.. cactus)!"&lt;br /&gt;"Lozenge, go back! You'll mire us again."&lt;br /&gt;"Faster to the glaider!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE end&lt;br /&gt;Hope you've enjoyed those four posts ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND here's the cartoon from the same soviet magazine :D It's called "Adventures of&amp;nbsp;Micky Ridicky ":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TNwbYEfnqRI/AAAAAAAAAPw/VbsQZp7rEpc/s1600/mikis+ridikis.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="82" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TNwbYEfnqRI/AAAAAAAAAPw/VbsQZp7rEpc/s400/mikis+ridikis.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best,&lt;br /&gt;Simona&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-1348655922212270686?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1348655922212270686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2010/11/sci-fi-in-soviet-era-part-four.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/1348655922212270686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/1348655922212270686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2010/11/sci-fi-in-soviet-era-part-four.html' title='Sci-fi in soviet era. Part four'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TNwZWijL4hI/AAAAAAAAAPs/iBKt89WAZk0/s72-c/00004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Location: mehhh</georss:featurename><georss:point>56.201862 24.7566526</georss:point><georss:box>55.819886499999996 23.822814599999997 56.5838375 25.6904906</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-1696642610093768582</id><published>2010-11-11T18:22:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T19:36:04.142+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='space'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freetime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soviet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aliens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sci-fi'/><title type='text'>Sci-fi in soviet era. Part three</title><content type='html'>Here's the part three:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TNwTnGraJYI/AAAAAAAAAPo/kTDYNofTO18/s1600/00003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="205" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TNwTnGraJYI/AAAAAAAAAPo/kTDYNofTO18/s400/00003.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Translation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I see the light. They're probably there."&lt;br /&gt;"Regai!"&lt;br /&gt;"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&amp;nbsp;are&amp;nbsp;out of your mind". "Two more years and I...."&lt;br /&gt;"Regai, we are leaving the day after tomorrow!"&lt;br /&gt;"Out, stupids!"&lt;br /&gt;"Regas gone mad." "I think I'm starting to understand him, captain."&lt;br /&gt;"Where are people?"&lt;br /&gt;"Not a soul in sight. We need to check the ship, though."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-1696642610093768582?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1696642610093768582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2010/11/sci-fi-in-soviet-era-part-three.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/1696642610093768582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/1696642610093768582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2010/11/sci-fi-in-soviet-era-part-three.html' title='Sci-fi in soviet era. Part three'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TNwTnGraJYI/AAAAAAAAAPo/kTDYNofTO18/s72-c/00003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Location is THE SAME lol</georss:featurename><georss:point>56.201862 24.7566526</georss:point><georss:box>55.819886499999996 23.822814599999997 56.5838375 25.6904906</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-8009456631035816762</id><published>2010-11-10T19:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T19:15:59.483+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='something like that'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='space'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soviet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aliens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sci-fi'/><title type='text'>Sci-fi in soviet era. Part two</title><content type='html'>So here's the second part (I think..) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TNrOIKaKMBI/AAAAAAAAAPg/Gb8ypxL8p_k/s1600/00002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="221" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TNrOIKaKMBI/AAAAAAAAAPg/Gb8ypxL8p_k/s400/00002.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Translation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gedai, your Kvaizer (the gun?) doesn't agitates him!&lt;br /&gt;Bravo Lozenge!&lt;br /&gt;Finally disposed of it!&lt;br /&gt;Captain, what's reddening out there?&lt;br /&gt;It's Rega's scafander. They are near.&lt;br /&gt;Grass-snake with wings.&lt;br /&gt;Captain, fire!&lt;br /&gt;Hang on, Gedas! - I'm falling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH.... I saw this comic first of all. When I read it, I thought: "WHAT THE FUCK?!?!?!"&lt;br /&gt;... as I said before, those Lithuanian post-soviet comics sometimes ARE NOT understandable. Straingely, I ike them xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for more ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As fuzzy as hell,&lt;br /&gt;FUZZ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-8009456631035816762?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8009456631035816762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2010/11/sci-fi-in-soviet-era-part-two.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/8009456631035816762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/8009456631035816762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2010/11/sci-fi-in-soviet-era-part-two.html' title='Sci-fi in soviet era. Part two'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TNrOIKaKMBI/AAAAAAAAAPg/Gb8ypxL8p_k/s72-c/00002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>somewhere in THE world BAHAHAHAHA XD</georss:featurename><georss:point>56.201862 24.7566526</georss:point><georss:box>55.819886499999996 23.822814599999997 56.5838375 25.6904906</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-6295705671994155696</id><published>2010-10-17T19:32:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T19:36:04.179+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meaningless'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soviet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aliens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sci-fi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miserable'/><title type='text'>Sci-fi in soviet era. Part one</title><content type='html'>Hello people! I'm sorry I haven't been in touch for a while but now it'll chage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as you may know I live in Lithuania, a post-soviet country. I had found some old soviet magazines (they &amp;nbsp;called "Švyturys" or "Lighthouse" in English... It was named like that because of soviet ideology about the lighthouse which would guide people to beter soviet life... yep, an utopian thing) and I was a bit surprised when I saw sci-fi comics on the last page of magazine&amp;nbsp;(JACKPOT hahaha xD). I really liked them, but Soviet wouldn't be Soviet... those comics are weird&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;unclear. :D&lt;br /&gt;So, I'll post what I found and I'll write the &amp;nbsp;EXACT translations of them (cuz Lithuanian artist drew them) ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TLsjjFZHx0I/AAAAAAAAAOg/fS1DIsVucAg/s1600/00001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="182" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TLsjjFZHx0I/AAAAAAAAAOg/fS1DIsVucAg/s400/00001.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Translation:&lt;br /&gt;Title - An accident in Gamma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strange accident - as if they all went crazy. Only automaton cries for help. Prepare the breakdown gand urgently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE COSMONAUTS...&lt;br /&gt;SELENA - 1...&lt;br /&gt;DELTA'S SYSTEM....&lt;br /&gt;PLANET GAMMA....&lt;br /&gt;THE ACTIVITY OF ENVIRONMENT - UNKNOWN,&lt;br /&gt;GRAVITATIONAL FIELD - UNEXPLORED,&lt;br /&gt;BIOCONDITIONS - UNINDENTIFIED.... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SELENA -2 CREW&lt;br /&gt;VANAS ROMOV&lt;br /&gt;GEDAS SIGRYS&lt;br /&gt;BHRAMA SINGHAS (?)&lt;br /&gt;RS - 33 THE LOZENGE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03, 02, 01, 00 START! Goodluck, friends! Here it is - Gamma! Descend!&lt;br /&gt;I see them! Prepare, Lozenge!&lt;br /&gt;Blue seas. Green fields. Descend!&lt;br /&gt;Lozenge, you metal fool, you drowned us!&lt;br /&gt;Interesting, if they digest metal?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-6295705671994155696?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6295705671994155696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2010/10/sci-fi-in-soviet-era-part-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/6295705671994155696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/6295705671994155696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2010/10/sci-fi-in-soviet-era-part-one.html' title='Sci-fi in soviet era. Part one'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TLsjjFZHx0I/AAAAAAAAAOg/fS1DIsVucAg/s72-c/00001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Biržai, Lietuva or a place where I am used to live</georss:featurename><georss:point>56.201862 24.7566526</georss:point><georss:box>55.819886499999996 23.822814599999997 56.5838375 25.6904906</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-3544443544085600682</id><published>2010-09-01T20:15:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T02:16:58.894+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>a movie which rocked my pants</title><content type='html'>I watched a lot of movies this Summer, but one movie was really amazing. Like I said before, it rocked my pants and made me laugh. This movie was&amp;nbsp;directed by Stainley Kubrick in 1964 and it's&amp;nbsp;called &lt;i&gt;"Doctor Strangelove or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb".&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TH6GRTBnovI/AAAAAAAAAOc/D39RsTYAuK8/s1600/FileDrstrangelove1sheet-.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TH6GRTBnovI/AAAAAAAAAOc/D39RsTYAuK8/s320/FileDrstrangelove1sheet-.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a must-see movie with&amp;nbsp;gripping plot, interesting and eccentric characters, etc. After seeing this this movie I thought that it's probably the best ever made&amp;nbsp;movie. It's not fair that such an amazing movie didn't win much awards...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TH6GJjLw13I/AAAAAAAAAOY/_wldUnw8Ceo/s1600/drstrangelove-war-room.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="224" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TH6GJjLw13I/AAAAAAAAAOY/_wldUnw8Ceo/s320/drstrangelove-war-room.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TH6GHlMx38I/AAAAAAAAAOU/zkkXC0buBHw/s1600/Dr_Strangelove.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TH6GHlMx38I/AAAAAAAAAOU/zkkXC0buBHw/s320/Dr_Strangelove.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're interested, here's a little bit about the movie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"U.S. Air Force General Jack Ripper goes completely and utterly mad, and sends his bomber wing to destroy the U.S.S.R. He suspects that the communists are conspiring to pollute the "precious bodily fluids" of the American people. The U.S. president meets with his advisors, where the Soviet ambassador tells him that if the U.S.S.R. is hit by nuclear weapons, it will trigger a "Doomsday Machine" which will destroy all plant and animal life on Earth. Peter Sellers portrays the three men who might avert this tragedy: British Group Captain Lionel Mandrake, the only person with access to the demented Gen. Ripper; U.S. President Merkin Muffley, whose best attempts to divert disaster depend on placating a drunken Soviet Premier and the former Nazi genius Dr. Strangelove, who concludes that "such a device would not be a practical deterrent for reasons which at this moment must be all too obvious". Will the bombers be stopped in time, or will General Jack Ripper succeed in destroying the world&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;?"&lt;/i&gt; (a quote from imdb.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;...and there's the trailer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt; &lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rvhuMNSbglY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rvhuMNSbglY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;OK, another interesting thing is.... that one Muse videoclip called "Time is Running out" have a lot of similarities with the "war room" from the film. Also, the lyrics from the song's chorus fits the movie perfectly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Our time is running out&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Our time is running out&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You can't push it underground&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You can't stop it screaming out..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-3544443544085600682?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3544443544085600682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2010/09/movie-which-rocked-my-pants.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/3544443544085600682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/3544443544085600682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2010/09/movie-which-rocked-my-pants.html' title='a movie which rocked my pants'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TH6GRTBnovI/AAAAAAAAAOc/D39RsTYAuK8/s72-c/FileDrstrangelove1sheet-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Location: in 10th dimension</georss:featurename><georss:point>56.201862 24.7566526</georss:point><georss:box>55.819886499999996 23.822814599999997 56.5838375 25.6904906</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-3279192615374290756</id><published>2010-08-22T02:49:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T20:21:40.610+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MUSE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='festival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='positivus festival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='matt bellamy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='live concert'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dom howard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chris wolstenholme'/><title type='text'>a day when dreams came true...</title><content type='html'>erm... I'm such a lazyass... I'm writing only now... sorry... again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... You are wondering what is the so-called "a day when dreams came true"? Let me tell you more about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never forget that date. 17th of July... It was like a dream. However, I needed to wake up really early and get ready for the long ride. We were driving to one small town in Latvia, called Salacgriva. There was "Positivus festival 2010". I wouldn't be so happy and nervous in one thime if there would be playing an ordinary and unknown bands... I came there for a bigger purpose... For one and only - MUSE.&lt;br /&gt;After long way and "short" distance (about 250 kilometers) to the town, we've finally reached our destination. It was only 11am. The festival starts only at 13:00, so we went to the beach. It was really sunny morning... I've changed my t-shirt to another which I've made before. It was white t-shirt with word MUSE written on it. I wanted that people would know why I came here...&lt;br /&gt;At 2pm we decided to go to the festival site.&lt;br /&gt;Then, we were wearing festival braclets and walking around. There were lots of activities for people (e.g., art studios, lotteries, sport clubs...)&lt;br /&gt;So, at 15:00, the music started on  Tele 2 stage (the biggest one). We went to find a place near the stage. We were lucky, 'cuz there weren't much people at begining... First of all, a band, called Autumn Owls was playing. They were kinda interesting. Later, Ten Bears came. They were good in playing live (erm... despite the fact that I know only one their song, called "Braces"). After them, another band came. Sorry, but I don't remember their name ('cuz they didn't say it during the concert). Later, ASIWYFA (And So I Watch You From Afar) appeared. The main guy saw my t-shirt, pointed at me, laughed and said something to his bandmate. I heard only one word: "MUSE". blahhh.&lt;br /&gt;After long break Scissor Sisters appeared. They were... kinda interesting. :) There were more and more people near Tele 2 stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img691.imageshack.us/i/gedc0039x.jpg/" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://a.imageshack.us/img691/7545/gedc0039x.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALY, I've got really excited when I realised that MUSE soon will be there. When we saw Dom's drums, everyone near the stage started to shout as loud as they can. Everyone went crazy, so do I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, the lights were off and MUSE came on the stage...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the best experience in my whole life!!!!!. I was standing in the first line nearest the stage and in front of Matt. Oh jeeez, we were really lucky. When I saw them first time, I couldn't believe in my own eyes. I even started crying... Because they were... so real...&lt;br /&gt;It would be hard to write ALL my emotions I felt being there, but befor their concert I didn't even know that my voice is so loud and... good :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img26.imageshack.us/i/gedc0186atryskinta.jpg/" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://a.imageshack.us/img26/2641/gedc0186atryskinta.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Matt's guitars were absolutely gorgeous and looking MUCH better in reality than in photos. I could say the same about MUSE. Hehe photos spoil the REAL beauty ;)&lt;br /&gt;The concert was really energetic. We were jumping, screaming, singing... We all raise our fists in the air shouting that we want the truth when MUSE were playing "Unnatural selection".&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and lazers.... They were AWESOME!!!!! I loved the part when we were all singing "House of the Rising Sun". AMAZING. Matt's piano skills were extraordinary (as always). There was a funny moment at the end of "Unoted States of Eurasia". Matt was attacked by local bugs. hehe :D my sister filmed that. He. again. Later, they came back with their "bombs" - "Plug in Baby" and "Knights of Cydonia". MUSE hypnotised everyone. All you can do is jump, sing, shout and finally go nuts. We all went nuts because of MUSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all wanted that it would last forever...but sadly, all good things come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the concert people were still standing near the stage; they couldn't believe that this amazing concert had ended... Only MUSE equipment which was packed into boxes proved that it is the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concert lasted for one hour and a half (22:30-1:00), but it wasn't enough... It was REALLY worth to wait them since 15:00, 'cuz this concert was EPIC!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister took a lot of photos and videos (I'd love to thank her, 'cuz I was too excited to hold a photocamera). You can check them out on my facebook page and youtube (AnotherMuseFreak).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;MUSE setlist @ Positivus festival:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: normal;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Resistance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Supermassive Black Hole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Map of the Problematique&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Uprising&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;New Born&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Interlude + Hysteria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nishe&lt;br /&gt;United States Of Eurasia&lt;br /&gt;Cave&lt;br /&gt;House of the Rising Sun + Time is Running Out&lt;br /&gt;Undisclosed Desires&lt;br /&gt;Starlight&lt;br /&gt;Unnatural Selection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encore:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Plug in Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Knights of Cydonia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: normal;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important;"&gt;Thank you MUSE for such an amazing live performace! You guys rocked!!! As always.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I don't care how, but  I'll see them playing live next year. Because I want MORE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;MUSE are like drugs; you'll never get enough. Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-3279192615374290756?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3279192615374290756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-when-dreams-came-true.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/3279192615374290756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/3279192615374290756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-when-dreams-came-true.html' title='a day when dreams came true...'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Salacgryva, Latvija</georss:featurename><georss:point>57.7535119 24.3591804</georss:point><georss:box>57.7077159 24.242450899999998 57.7993079 24.4759099</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-7079012749592910479</id><published>2010-07-07T12:57:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T02:15:47.477+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meaningless'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conspiracy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='space'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aliens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sci-fi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NASA'/><title type='text'>“THE truth will never be revealed” series by Simona (a.k.a Fuzz) - Everyone is arguing about... the Moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img84.imageshack.us/i/apollo11crewduringtrain.jpg/" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://img84.imageshack.us/img84/8035/apollo11crewduringtrain.jpg" width="305" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1562312392"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1562312393"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The Moon landing... Is it true or a hoax? There are lots of people who think that the moon landings were faked and they’ve been filmed on the Earth. Others tell much different things… But which side is right? Had NASA astronauts been on Moon? Maybe the faked Moon landing was the motive of NASA to stop the space race between USA and USSR? &lt;br /&gt;Actually, nobody knows the REAL truth…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve read a lot of magazines and books, watched dozens of videos on YouTube, googled everything about Moon landings, and the more I search and find something, the more I feel confused about this thing. The truth is hiding somewhere in NASA’s archive’s drawer, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was faked because astronauts saw something what “the ordinary ones” (a.k.a “the ordinary people”) shouldn’t see there? Or maybe they expected to find something unreal, something which could freak out people on the Earth, so they made the faked landing videos before and mixed it up with the real ones?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won’t tell you that Moon landings were faked or real, I’ll just remain independent and neutral, and in this new post of my blog I’ll write &lt;b&gt;EVERYTHING&lt;/b&gt; that I’ve found. You decide what to believe or not and which side you will support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img22.imageshack.us/img22/8803/filelandonthemoon721196.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" height="400" src="http://img22.imageshack.us/img22/8803/filelandonthemoon721196.jpg" width="330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Moon landing: NASA vs. conspiracies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I did believe that Moon landing was real, ‘till I saw this vid:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="405" width="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y5MVVtFYTSo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y5MVVtFYTSo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="405" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b309_YspwMk&amp;amp;NR=1" target="_blank"&gt;part 2&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R1CpNoI4WGc&amp;amp;feature=related" target="_blank"&gt;part 3&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n8qzDJwYjro&amp;amp;NR=1" target="_blank"&gt;part 4&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZiCKy41zZMU&amp;amp;NR=1" target="_blank"&gt;part 5&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, this documentary contains some facts which could prove that Moon landings were really faked, and mentioning Area 51 is like the spice of this story. Also, the Moon landing is very similar to the movie Capricorn One which is about Mars landing hoax. In addition, this documentary contains facts about NASA peoples’ mysterious and instant deaths because they knew “a little” too much or just said that NASA won’t make that landing on the Moon. Why did they do that? Maybe they were going to film the landing and these people knew that? Maybe they wanted to remove people who didn’t believe them, with a purpose to stop talks about NASA’s fail? Only they know that…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, I watched this Mythbusters Moon landing hoax special show which is response to conspiracy theories about Moon. They’ve busted some the so-called “myths” which were mentioned in the previous video documentary, and made me believe that the Moon landings were real, though. But, they’ve chose and busted myths which were the easy ones. Anyway, here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="405" width="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mefEKqzq8cg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mefEKqzq8cg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="405" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RfKItI-cHPM&amp;amp;feature=related" target="_blank"&gt;part 2&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NOv_zvM-oJQ&amp;amp;feature=related" target="_blank"&gt;part 3&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oCNV1hiKpLI&amp;amp;feature=related" target="_blank"&gt;part 4&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://http//www.youtube.com/watch?v=0dTATMEJSuQ&amp;amp;feature=related" target="_blank"&gt;part 5&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;There are mysteries surrounding the Moon…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Mythbusters special show I believed that landing on the Moon was real. People says it supposed to be real because almost all astronauts died by cancer-causing radiation in atmosphere. Also, in official NASA’s website there is an article in which they talk about Moon landing hoax. You can see it &lt;a href="http://science.nasa.gov/science-news/science-at-nasa/2001/ast23feb_2/" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one video mixed up all my thoughts and facts which I knew...&lt;br /&gt;The video is about ancient building on the Moon, filmed by Neil Armstrong in 1969. I don’t know if it’s a hoax, but it looks really impressive. We won’t get the truth ‘till the veracity of this video will be proven:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="405" width="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MWkGTJEK0Mc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MWkGTJEK0Mc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="405" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In that video you can see the shocked astronauts who are walking inside the building, which most likely is remain of ancient civilization on the Moon, and picking up the rocks and debris for examinations. They are surprised. Maybe they didn’t believe what they see? Or maybe they knew that? This fuzzy and dark video contains the view from building’s “window” and there you can see the NASA’s Apollo spaceship on the Moon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, it was said that this ancient building was bombed few years later by those who decided for us…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this ancient structure was bombed to shut astronauts’ mouths so that they couldn’t tell us about it or prove it. It looks like NASA is really hiding the truth from us…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about the video which was filmed by Armstrong? Is it real? Or someone made very unfunny joke to freak out people? While this may be a hoax, it's worth considering what the Apollo astronauts really saw on the moon, and why the Apollo mission was aborted with two more moon landings all paid for and ready to go. More information about the video you can find in this &lt;a href="http://www.unexplainable.net/artman/publish/article_6274.shtml" target="_blank"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, here are a couple more quotes from NAlexo who posted that video on YouTube:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img62.imageshack.us/img62/8712/conradandsurveyoronthes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" height="175" src="http://img62.imageshack.us/img62/8712/conradandsurveyoronthes.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"This structure was situated north of Moltke crater, at the Sea of Tranquility. NASA got its first close inspection through Surveyor 5 in 1967 collecting 19,000 photos of it. It was 60m long with 12 windows on each side. The materials' consistency was 60% oxygen and 0.01% hydrogen. The prevalent wear of the walls along with the lack of atmosphere suggest an age of thousands of years. These along with other remnants were nuked for not disturbing our social upheaval."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Armstrong's heartbeat reached 160bpm. NASA's explanation was that he was carrying 25kgs worth of samples, yet these are no more than 4kgs on the moon. Initially they were amazed by an array of landed discs perfectly aligned and tall beings in white suits. This is all recorded in their transmission to Houston which advises them to turn around and start working. Who do you think is going to go broke if existence of advanced noble species breaks out and we all unify on this planet?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, I’ve found very interesting article about that building on Moon and much more. Also, the article contains an interview with eyewitness to photographs of lunar ruins and&amp;nbsp;lunar photos which had been airbrushed out by NASA.:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" id="VideoPlayback" src="http://video.google.co.uk/googleplayer.swf?docid=-9075306542842977658&amp;amp;hl=lt&amp;amp;fs=true" style="height: 326px; width: 400px;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see the article &lt;a href="http://divinecosmos.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=300&amp;amp;Itemid=70" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continuing the mysteries about Moon, I saw some vids on YouTube about NASA’s astronauts telling that they had seen UFOs around the Moon:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object height="405" width="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QgisxS9WzcI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QgisxS9WzcI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="405" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7mtzME46dmQ&amp;amp;feature=related" target="_blank"&gt;part 2&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EQ7ME9VSJjU&amp;amp;feature=related" target="_blank"&gt;part 3&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VCddFyX5E4E&amp;amp;feature=related" target="_blank"&gt;part 4&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1Yb88jd-1Ag&amp;amp;feature=related" target="_blank"&gt;part 5&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OaxlvwmjqiI&amp;amp;feature=related" target="_blank"&gt;part 6&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img20.imageshack.us/img20/7521/fileapollo11d.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" height="149" src="http://img20.imageshack.us/img20/7521/fileapollo11d.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then, I thought: „If these theories aren’t real, then why NASA don‘t show us the original videos of Moon landing?“. The answer is really simple but it sounds quite mysterious: They wanted to show them to us, but „Blueprints&amp;nbsp;and design and development drawings of the machines involved are missing.&amp;nbsp;Apollo 11 data tapes containing&amp;nbsp;telemetry&amp;nbsp;and the high quality video (before scan conversion) of the first moonwalk are missing.… “. It’s quite strange that these files are missing, ‘coz they are really important, so it means they are very guarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, then why don’t they fly to the Moon just to prove that they can do it, and that these Apollo missions are as real as the Sun in the sky? This video, I guess, explains it… To watch the video click&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iIW2cLOgMl8&amp;amp;feature=related" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But everything is not clear at all… Maybe it’s just our imagination..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img202.imageshack.us/img202/193/383408mainalanbeanfull.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" height="200" src="http://img202.imageshack.us/img202/193/383408mainalanbeanfull.jpg" width="198" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I do believe in some conspiracy theories. I’ve started to believe in them a long time ago, but I have very mixed feelings about Moon landing conspiracy… In my opinion, I think that they did land on the Moon, but the video they had showed to us was faked and/or mixed up with the real one. But it’s my opinion, of course.&lt;br /&gt;I think that’s all… What do you think about it? Do you believe the Moon landings were real or faked? If so, are these ancient remains real or not? If you want, you can contact me via email, twitter, facebook, myspace, this post comment, etc. and write your opinion. I want to know what you are thinking about the whole thing. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is hiding somewhere and it could never be revealed… But as long as we don’t know the truth, we can choose what to believe, and the things we don’t know about, always seem to be so mysterious, wonderful and incomparable…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;written by Simona Jareckaite (a.k.a Fuzz)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img31.imageshack.us/img31/9469/23a11neilmesa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" height="136" src="http://img31.imageshack.us/img31/9469/23a11neilmesa.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sources:&lt;br /&gt;Wikipedia.org (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Moon_landing_conspiracy_theories, http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Apollo_11, http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Moon_landing, http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Capricorn_One);&lt;br /&gt;YouTube.com (huge thank you for all video uploaders);&lt;br /&gt;NASA.gov (http://science.nasa.gov/science-news/science-at-nasa/2001/ast23feb_2/);&lt;br /&gt;http://www.bibliotecapleyades.net/luna/luna_video01.htm;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.unexplainable.net/artman/publish/article_6274.shtml;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.davidicke.com/forum/showthread.php?t=1495;&lt;br /&gt;http://divinecosmos.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=300&amp;amp;Itemid=70.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures were taken from:&lt;br /&gt;Wikipedia.org (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Apollo_11, http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Moon_landing_conspiracy_theories);&lt;br /&gt;NASA.gov (http://www.nasa.gov/mission_pages/LRO/multimedia/lroimages/ lroc_20090903_apollo12.html;&lt;br /&gt;http://science.nasa.gov/science-news/science-at-nasa/2001/ast23feb_2/).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© Simona Jareckaite http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com. All rights received&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img267.imageshack.us/img267/2035/apollo11underlm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="display: inline !important; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" height="200" src="http://img267.imageshack.us/img267/2035/apollo11underlm.jpg" width="197" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img3.imageshack.us/img3/16/apollo11bootprintbuzzal.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img3.imageshack.us/img3/16/apollo11bootprintbuzzal.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" height="200" src="http://img3.imageshack.us/img3/16/apollo11bootprintbuzzal.jpg" width="197" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img80.imageshack.us/img80/4500/earthoverapollo11lunarm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" height="200" src="http://img80.imageshack.us/img80/4500/earthoverapollo11lunarm.jpg" width="197" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-7079012749592910479?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7079012749592910479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2010/07/truth-will-never-be-revealed-series-by.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/7079012749592910479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/7079012749592910479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2010/07/truth-will-never-be-revealed-series-by.html' title='“THE truth will never be revealed” series by Simona (a.k.a Fuzz) - Everyone is arguing about... the Moon'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-6080744758257325731</id><published>2010-06-30T15:10:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T15:10:31.966+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meaningless'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my thoughts'/><title type='text'>-.-</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry I haven't written here for ages, but the fact is that I'm always busy.... Yeah I know, the summer supposed to be relaxing and holiday time, but now I'm so busy. Today I have some freetime, so I'm writing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote an article, but I didn't published it yet... Dunno why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days are really hot and I hate that. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm, I don't really know why, but I'm very jelaous of people who were at this year's Glastonbury festival. I wanted to go there, BUT I don't know how. I think it's impossible to ger there when the tickets are sold out only after 12 hours. Wow. I believe maybe later I'll find some friends who would love to go there. Eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had celebrated the Midsummer festival... It was nice. We were watching movies and eating popcorns from 11pm 'till 4am. I don't know why but the last years "Midsummer festival" was better for me... I was watching Muse concerts and went to bed only at 5am.&lt;br /&gt;erm... I don't like "traditional" Lithuanian Midsummer festival. It's strange... Jumping around the torch, drinking beer as much as you can and singing stupid songs while you're drunk.... BLAH....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's all.... Maybe later I'll write something with meaning and something interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, I'll go to eat chocolate; I can't live without it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see ya later!&lt;br /&gt;Fuzzy Fuzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-6080744758257325731?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6080744758257325731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post_30.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/6080744758257325731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/6080744758257325731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post_30.html' title='-.-'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>lazylandia</georss:featurename><georss:point>56.201862 24.7566526</georss:point><georss:box>55.819886499999996 23.822814599999997 56.5838375 25.6904906</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-9030749932143472896</id><published>2010-06-20T17:33:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T13:09:31.002+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='something like that'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freetime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>another post to say I'm back</title><content type='html'>well helo! how are you doin'? I'm doin' kinda good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, my two-day-long journey had finished. I came back home on Thursday evening. It was a pitty lo leave the city, but I was really homesick too. I've visited some shops, nice places, parks, I even visited &amp;nbsp;the Cross mount.&lt;br /&gt;It's in Siauliai. The Cross mount is a place with LOTS of crosses... It's a favourite place of piligrims (erm... despite the fact that I'm not religious), blah blah blah, and it's an authentic place 'cuz nowhere in the world there aren't such places like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day was shopping day... My sister and I visited some shops, supermarkets, etc... We went to the city park on evening... When I saw "The Golden Boy square" I thought that I've come to the village 'cuz the grass was about one meter long. I think it was even longer... in some parts of city, people were cutting the grass with scythes and transporting it with tractors... erm... yeah, and this is called "THE City". Just purrrrfect...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the famous "The Golden Boy square" with enormous grass (yeah, it's me on background...):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="295" src="http://img534.imageshack.us/img534/5230/1014120.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;also, we've visited the... park (?) with a nice iron fox:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="299" src="http://img707.imageshack.us/img707/6236/1014136.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I've spent night in hostel, where my sister lives when she's studying at university. Here's the view from My room's window:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="299" src="http://img13.imageshack.us/img13/9325/1014150.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After taking this picture we've watched football on TV. Spain didin't win...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Next day we've continued shoppings and ranblings around the city. I was really amazed by sounds of fighter planes flying around the city. "They are for safety," my sister explained. When another fighter plain flied followed by very loud sound, I said that it was amazing. My sister answered: "what? again? I just don't hear them". It was nice experience, though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Later we've visited The Cross mount... Last time I've been there was about 6 years ago...&lt;br /&gt;here are few photos from there:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_423425483"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_423425484"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="299" src="http://img685.imageshack.us/img685/4173/1014156.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" height="298" src="http://img155.imageshack.us/img155/2082/1014191.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" height="298" src="http://img341.imageshack.us/img341/4681/1014216.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and here's the last picture I made on that day:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" height="299" src="http://img717.imageshack.us/img717/8708/1014252.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUGS 'n' KISSES,&lt;br /&gt;Fuzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-9030749932143472896?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/9030749932143472896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2010/06/another-post-to-say-im-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/9030749932143472896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/9030749932143472896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2010/06/another-post-to-say-im-back.html' title='another post to say I&apos;m back'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>a place where I was</georss:featurename><georss:point>56.0188889 23.4072222</georss:point><georss:box>55.9227289 23.1737627 56.1150489 23.6406817</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-7326272829917786463</id><published>2010-06-15T15:33:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T03:27:09.227+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meaningless'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miserable'/><title type='text'>new blog appearance</title><content type='html'>hey hey! here's a new look of my "THE weirdo's diary" I drew the header ^^ I'm so proud of myself :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's a screenshot of my blog :D Actually, that's stupid, but I'll post it:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TBdsrjci0fI/AAAAAAAAAMw/-7zy5AR1e2k/s1600/screenshot.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="195" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TBdsrjci0fI/AAAAAAAAAMw/-7zy5AR1e2k/s320/screenshot.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and here's a song to sharpen your a-la-musical style:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Siouxsie and the Banshees - Israel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" style="background-image: url(http://i3.ytimg.com/vi/FnjRH826Clw/hqdefault.jpg);" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FnjRH826Clw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FnjRH826Clw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-7326272829917786463?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7326272829917786463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-blog-appearance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/7326272829917786463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/7326272829917786463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-blog-appearance.html' title='new blog appearance'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TBdsrjci0fI/AAAAAAAAAMw/-7zy5AR1e2k/s72-c/screenshot.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-586615183172474065</id><published>2010-06-15T12:02:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T19:36:04.175+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='something like that'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meaningless'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my thoughts'/><title type='text'>about tweeting on twitter</title><content type='html'>whew, all those things with schools will be done in few days...&lt;br /&gt;Erm... I made THE header for this blog, but I have't published it yet... dunno why&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, tomorrow I'll go on a  two-day-long journey in another city... I HOPE it will be fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually don't know why I'm writing now. I think it's because I'm very bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Twitter... erm in my opinion it's a bullshit. Like almost all things on internet... I mean, I write somethin' stupid, then no-one reads it but I'm still writing... erm, everyone writes. Well yeah, I'm a blabbermouth and I can't stop talkin'... but Twitter? I'm always get bored of it. None of my classmates don't know what Twitter is and they don't even know THE fact that Twitter exists... Believe me, it's crap... Well, it's sometimes fun to write bollocks when nobody reads your tweets :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-586615183172474065?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/586615183172474065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2010/06/about-tweeting-on-twitter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/586615183172474065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/586615183172474065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2010/06/about-tweeting-on-twitter.html' title='about tweeting on twitter'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Crapville</georss:featurename><georss:point>56.201862 24.7566526</georss:point><georss:box>55.819886499999996 23.822814599999997 56.5838375 25.6904906</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-2060460788554745198</id><published>2010-06-14T21:19:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T19:36:04.147+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='something like that'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meaningless'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nights in white satin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='matt bellamy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sci-fi'/><title type='text'>Ciao amici!</title><content type='html'>Yeah, I'll admid. I can't speak Italian at all... "THE Google translator" is my bff :D as always...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, the thigs are getting even better and better. I hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, tomorrow I'll go to so-called "THE new school". I mean there won't be lessons tomorrow. I'll just finish "THE paper things". Erm, yep. I've changed my chool. Now, when my sectret is revealed, I can feel much better (liar... I don't feel any difference).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm, what's next?&lt;br /&gt;nothin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, yeah. Another thing which is wery... erm... embarrassing? I think.&lt;br /&gt;er, forget it :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read THE awesome book. It's a short sci-fi sories collection by Arthur C. Clarke - The Nine Billion Names of God... This was amazing story. I really like these lines:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;Overhead, without any fuss, the stars were going out...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these words were describing THE end of THE World. Pure epicness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE timeless song which is in my mind:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" style="background-image: url(http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/9muzyOd4Lh8/hqdefault.jpg);" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9muzyOd4Lh8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9muzyOd4Lh8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep, this always happens to me. When I'm disappointed with "THE new" music, then I isten to "THE old" ones. 50'ties, 60'ties and 70'ties music is much different. I can see THE talented people, who were creating such an amazing music. They just needed one and only: THE talent.&amp;nbsp;Without those stupid so-called "busty &amp;nbsp;dancers" (I'm glad that Muse don't hire dancers... 'cuz Matt is the dancer with guitar.. mmmm *drools*).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok. My diagnosis: "THE stupid cureless Muse fangirl"&lt;br /&gt;It's weird, but I'm very satisfied with my status...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, THE end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm... what's wrong with me? why do I write THE with uppercase? Maybe it's because I'm THE weirdo :D&lt;br /&gt;(maybe I should change my blog's name into THE weirdo's diary? he... doin' it now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always fuzzy,&lt;br /&gt;Fuzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-2060460788554745198?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2060460788554745198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2010/06/ciao-amici.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/2060460788554745198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/2060460788554745198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2010/06/ciao-amici.html' title='Ciao amici!'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Cydonia - region of Mars</georss:featurename><georss:point>33.583333 -13.0</georss:point><georss:box>29.009520000000002 -20.470703 38.157146000000004 -5.529297</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-3329981913255241342</id><published>2010-06-11T21:33:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T13:09:06.831+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MUSE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='something like that'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meaningless'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='matt bellamy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Matt Bellamy's b-day and begining of Summer holidays</title><content type='html'>erm... yeah. It's another my post. As I promised (I guess) I'll try to write much more often. I think you've noticed that.&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday (06-09)  was very important date for all Musers. It was Matt Bellamy's b-day! It was nice day. My sister thinks that all fans are really crazy 'cuz they are celebrating their idol's b-day, even if he doesn't like b-days (...or maybe he likes. who knows?). I replied: "Celebrating Matt's b-day is a duty of all Musers..."&lt;br /&gt;This is the picture I made to celebrate his b-day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TBJ7IiDOheI/AAAAAAAAALU/FoXo9PYh_VU/s1600/b-daywithname.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TBJ7IiDOheI/AAAAAAAAALU/FoXo9PYh_VU/s400/b-daywithname.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also liked the so-called "facebook project" when all Muse fans use the same profile picture of Matt. I attended. It was fun. At least for me...&lt;br /&gt;Another project on facebook which I attended was quite simple but perfect for me. All Musers needed to write "happy birthday, Matt" (or something like that) on their arm/s. I did it. I wrote a lot. I liked it. Why? The answer is really simple: I have arm drawing fettish. I have this fettish for years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and yeah, I forgot to say that my b-day was last friday (4th June). I don't really like b-days... all that attention... When some of your double-faced friends smile to you and wish all the best, but in their minds they are thinking that you are nothing at all... Yeah, like I said, double-faced people.... BUT there are some who are really nice and kind... the problem is that there aren't much of them in the whole world... (or I've never met them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I'm happy because my Summer holidays had already started. Also, this morning I needed to host my school's show... It was kinda fun and nice, on the other hand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a song of my mood:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="81" width="100%"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fsoundcloud.com%2Fmassaguet%2Fcoldplay-the-scientist&amp;amp;show_comments=true&amp;amp;auto_play=false&amp;amp;color=01428f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fsoundcloud.com%2Fmassaguet%2Fcoldplay-the-scientist&amp;amp;show_comments=true&amp;amp;auto_play=false&amp;amp;color=01428f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;   &lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/massaguet/coldplay-the-scientist"&gt;Coldplay - The Scientist&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/massaguet"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to go now.&lt;br /&gt;Smell ya later!&lt;br /&gt;Fuzzy_Critter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-3329981913255241342?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3329981913255241342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2010/06/matt-bellamys-b-day-and-begining-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/3329981913255241342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/3329981913255241342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2010/06/matt-bellamys-b-day-and-begining-of.html' title='Matt Bellamy&apos;s b-day and begining of Summer holidays'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ydZW5vu1lgQ/TBJ7IiDOheI/AAAAAAAAALU/FoXo9PYh_VU/s72-c/b-daywithname.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Biržai, Lietuva</georss:featurename><georss:point>56.201862 24.7566526</georss:point><georss:box>55.819886499999996 23.822814599999997 56.5838375 25.6904906</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-3505419905487680438</id><published>2010-06-07T20:21:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T19:36:04.163+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='something like that'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='earth'/><title type='text'>We will be living on Mars in the end of 21st Century???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;It may sound weird, but scientists are sure that idea about people living on Mars can't be only a sci-fi story..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;I found this article on&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;news.softpedia.com. It is said, that when the Earth will no longer be a good place to live, people will be living on Mars. Yeah, it sound kinda good, but... I dunno, though. Destroy one planet and then live on another, 'till it will be destroyed...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;Actually, I don't think if this idea will be realised because in my opinion, these 'terraforming' jobs will last more than hundread years. Strange but this article was published in 2006...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;Anyway, I'll let you read this article and you can agree or disagree with my opinion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;A group of scientists calls for an innovative project to terraform the Red Planet by the end of this century, so that people will be able to live and work on its surface. This technique has been presented in&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;sci-fi productions for some time and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;could be put&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;in practice by the end of the 21st century.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.softpedia.com/images/news2/People-Could-Live-on-Mars-by-the-End-of-the-Century-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://news.softpedia.com/images/news2/People-Could-Live-on-Mars-by-the-End-of-the-Century-2.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;Artist's conception &lt;br /&gt;of a terraformed &lt;br /&gt;Mars&amp;nbsp;in four&amp;nbsp;stages&lt;br /&gt;of development.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;Image credits:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wikimedia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;Terraforming literally means "Earth-shaping" and it's a process where a planet resembling Earth in physical composition is modified by humans to support lifeforms that live on Earth. This involves altering the atmosphere, the temperature and the general environment in order to make them similar to what is found on Earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;Mars will be the most likely candidate for such a transformation, said Lowell Wood, a noted physicist and recent retiree of the Lawrence Livermore National Laboratory and a long-time visiting fellow of the Hoover Institution, who presented a manifesto at the Aspen Institute, containing main ideas for transforming Mars into a space colony.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;"I suggest that the near-term outlook is that Mars will be terraformed. We're currently in the tenth millennium of the terraforming era" Wood said. "The terraforming impulse in humankind will be quenched only by massive adverse selective pressure," but the adversaries of this idea may reconsider when Earth will no longer be able to support the growing population, or when irreversible environmental changes and even cosmic events will force us to look for another home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;For now, there is no effective method of terraforming another planet and mankind is only beginning to truly explore our solar system. Before being able to raise the average temperature of the planet, removing all excess carbon dioxide and generating soil to support agriculture, we must first get there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;So far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;, a manned mission to Mars is not scheduled for this decade, possibly not even for the next, but in the last eight decades of the century, we could overcome the technical problems with new technologies and maybe even establish a colonizing mission on Mars, with the purpose of transforming it into a second Earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;This is a map of Mars surface:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/mars/#lat=37.753344&amp;amp;lon=-0.560302&amp;amp;zoom=7&amp;amp;map=visible"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;http://www.google.com/mars/#lat=37.753344&amp;amp;lon=-0.560302&amp;amp;zoom=7&amp;amp;map=visible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: #5e5e5e; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-3505419905487680438?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3505419905487680438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2010/06/we-will-be-living-on-mars-in-end-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/3505419905487680438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/3505419905487680438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2010/06/we-will-be-living-on-mars-in-end-of.html' title='We will be living on Mars in the end of 21st Century???'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-664348939253731227</id><published>2010-06-06T17:15:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T19:36:04.183+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meaningless'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='idiots'/><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;A dog, whose name is gay…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;It sounds weird, but my neighbor, who lives next to my flat, gave this name to his dog. I heard it! It was hilarious, though :) Maybe he was just angry, ‘cos the dog was barking all night… When I say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;‘the dog’, I mean one tiny &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:state w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;Chihuahua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;... But… give this name to the dog? It’s too stupid for me…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;These days the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:state w:st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;Chihuahua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt; lives really safely, ‘cos no-one doubts about its orientation… I think… :D&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;End of the story…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-664348939253731227?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/664348939253731227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/664348939253731227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/664348939253731227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Biržai, Lietuva</georss:featurename><georss:point>56.201862 24.7566526</georss:point><georss:box>55.819886499999996 23.822814599999997 56.5838375 25.6904906</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-1093003096484308787</id><published>2010-06-06T15:07:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T15:07:54.099+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='something like that'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='idiots'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my thoughts'/><title type='text'>It sounds cruelly, but...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;...my class is a bunch of idiots. (Sounds cruelly, isn't it? :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;But they just don’t understand me … I've never met any person in my town, who would have the same wievs about music, life, etc... &lt;/span&gt;They think that I’m too weird and I’ll explain why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;b&gt;For them:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;I’m like an alien kid, who came to the Earth for some kind of mission, which is not understandable and clear at all… I’m listening to ‘strange music from outer space’, playing the ‘unusual musical instrument, which most likely is alien’s gadget’. I’m talking about ‘really strange things’, and acting really strange ‘like a person/alien, who was used to live somewhere in space’. My dressing style is ‘unusual’ in my city, looks like ‘I’ve been shopping in alien’s shops somewhere in outer space’…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Explanations:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;‘strange music from outer space’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt; –&amp;nbsp; rock music (alternative rock, progressive rock, etc.). they are teasing me, because I like rock... fools...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am playing the&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt; ‘&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;unusual musical instrument, which most likely is alien’s gadget’&lt;/b&gt; – electric guitar. And&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;hey are teasing me, because I play the electric guitar... idiots...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;talking about ‘really strange things’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt; – no explanations… erm I think it’s true. I mean I can’t talk with my friends about things which I like and I’m really interested, ‘cos they they just don’t understand me (I’ll write about it later).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;acting really strange ‘like a person/alien, who was used to live somewhere in space’ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;– the same. No explanations… But I can mention one thing from my very long list: I'm more than usually write/draw something on my hands/wrists...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;my dressing style is ‘unusual’ in my city, looks like ‘I’ve been shopping in alien’s shops somewhere in outer space’ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;– I'm just wearing whatever I like, and I&lt;/span&gt;'m not dressing like every person in my town. I want to be the one and only in the whole universe. Incomparable and unique...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If you are interested, I am&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;wearing skinny jeans in lots of colours (I have an obsession for them, and they are in lime green, red, etc… colour), I don't&amp;nbsp;wear earrings (yes, I’ve never had them in my whole life), I always wear&amp;nbsp;‘Converse’ sneakers, instead of sandals, I don't wear&amp;nbsp;mini skirts. I&amp;nbsp;have more shirts than my male classmates (they haven’t got them at all, and I have about seven shirts) I&amp;nbsp;have an obsession for bracelets and necklaces (I have lots of them. I love studded braclet), I usually write/draw something on my hands/wrists, I’m wearing whatever I like...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;b&gt;well… I can admit, that I’m mad, bonkers, weird, eccentric and off my head, but it’s because that all artistical people are like that (want a proof? Here it is: Matt Bellamy, Johnny Depp, etc.)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;b&gt;…&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;And I'll tell you a secret: All the best people are&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;See ya later&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Simona - Fuzzy_Critter&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-1093003096484308787?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1093003096484308787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2010/06/it-sounds-cruelly-but.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/1093003096484308787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/1093003096484308787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2010/06/it-sounds-cruelly-but.html' title='It sounds cruelly, but...'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Biržai, Lietuva</georss:featurename><georss:point>56.201862 24.7566526</georss:point><georss:box>55.819886499999996 23.822814599999997 56.5838375 25.6904906</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-9115467472321601013</id><published>2010-06-05T19:57:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T13:09:06.833+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MUSE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my thoughts'/><title type='text'>well hello! :D</title><content type='html'>Hi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, I've finally changed my blog... It took about two weeks for me to desice how this blog should look like. Paradoxically, but I made this blog 'thing' in about two minutes and changed my plans. Few minutes ago, I was ready to customize my blog, and it would look like a cute romantic notebook... BUT, I like this 'thing' MUCH more (it's because that I'm crazy Muse fangirl :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... And I decided to change it more often.&lt;br /&gt;... I decided to write about everything... about things I like, dislike and what's in my mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think later I'll write something more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya later ;*&lt;br /&gt;Always fuzzy,&lt;br /&gt;Fuzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-9115467472321601013?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/9115467472321601013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2010/06/well-hello-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/9115467472321601013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/9115467472321601013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2010/06/well-hello-d.html' title='well hello! :D'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-1361261849093192970</id><published>2010-03-14T17:15:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T17:25:11.722+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MUSE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my thoughts'/><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;This is it… I’ll change my life…. I’ll try to live like every day is the last. I’ll try to make all my dreams come true, and I don’t care if it’s impossible. In this world there’s nothing impossible…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;I’ll take the action… Believe me : )&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;Oh, I forgot to apologize for not writing here. Last post was only on December, and now is… March… The middle of March. Nothing much changed in those three months. Well, I would lie if I say that nothing changed. I know, I’m just talking nonsenses… &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;OK. What happened to me in those three months? I’ll tell you…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;Christmas Eve was nice…. and the Christmas was the same as last year. I’m not complaining about that at all... My sister and I needed to get up at 6:00am and drive to the church and sing in a choir there (The word “Choir” means 3 or 6 people, who are singing there. I’ve already added me and my sister...haha). But I like singing there… Amazing feeling comes into my heart when I’m singing… I’m not very religious and it’s my fault…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;How about New Year? N-i-c-e… I was celebrating with my family… I was wearing goofy &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;red deer&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; horns, which are full of little jingles. I was holding a glass of champagne (I don’t like champagne. Red wine is better :P)… I looked adorably stupid… &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;January was very odd month… &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;I read one amazing book (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style=" mso-bidi-font-style:italic;color:black;"&gt;Paul Coelho - Veronika Decides to Die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;). I really loved it. I loved the end… I loved everything in this book… It’s different than other books. That’s why I love it :)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;What about February? Sorry, I don’t remember :D like everything was deleted in my mind… I think that’s possible (now I’m talking about conspiracy theories, which I believe it’s really true…)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;And… March… Really nice month. It suppose to be spring now, but the nature reminds me the middle of winter.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;Oh! I wrote two songs :) yup yup woohooo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;:D&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;:DD&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;xD&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;Nice… &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;What’s next?.. I’m still inlove with Muse. I L-O-V-E that :D &lt;3&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;they are amazingly cute :D  I’m SO HAPPY that they won NME award as the best band, best website (muse.mu) and sexiest male – Matt Bellamy ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;These days I’m used to watch about... about 4 movies in one day, especially on weekends&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;I’m a Film-dzila :D ha…. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Arial;font-size:8.5pt;color:black;"&gt;♫♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;Oh, I’m such a dumbass… I forgot to tell you that I wrote two songs (or maybe I did??? Oh my… I think my brain has been washed… just kidding :D)… And I bought electric guitar effects processor. Amazing…I’d like to thank to my sister. She let me borrow some money from her to buy that little thing for my guitar :) I don’t know, if you are reading this, but I love youuu :*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;Ok, I need to go now… see ya later on my next posts! Stay tuned :* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;Simona – Fuzzy Critter&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;xxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;p.s. I realized how to use facebook and twitter :D&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;p.s.s. Thank you for reading :P&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-1361261849093192970?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1361261849093192970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2010/03/d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/1361261849093192970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/1361261849093192970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2010/03/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-6945007821408910306</id><published>2009-12-21T16:20:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T19:34:33.167+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my thoughts'/><title type='text'>... Hello?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;I DON'T really know, if someone's reading my blog, but actually, I DON'T really care. I'm happy that I can write something for free XD haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, the good news are.... I'VE GOT MY BRAND NEW ELECTRIC GUITAR!!!!! I'm inlove with it (drools). I've already fell in love with my guitar. I bought it from ebay (hehe), "rock school uk" is selling those guitars. Mine is "Benson" "Memphis Limited Edition guitar". It's REALLY beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I wrote a couple of songs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Crist, it's so cold in my room. My fingers are as cold as ice... But I will write :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Snow is falling all around me, children playing, having fun... Why did I remembered this song? I was just desribing, what I can see now... Yeah, this is Christmas song... But the problem is... That I'm not waiting for it. I think, that Christmas supposed to be at least after 6 or 7 monts... But my calendar doesn't agree with me. (Stupid paper thing...) I don't really know why.&lt;br /&gt;Las year, I was crazy about Christmas. Even on September I was ready to decorate my house with all that Christmas stuff. But now... Hmmm... My mum hang a Christmas wreath on my room's wall... It's still hanging... It supose to hang... It's Chistmas time... the Christmas spirit is everywhere... I'm wondering, why did it forgot me? And those X-mas present thing... Oh... Jesus Crist, I just don't feel the upcoming holidays... Well... nobody can help me :( and that is the sadest thing. my sister says, that I'm f**kin' depressed... But I'm not crying... It's like nightmare. I'm afraid that I'm driving myself crazy with those thoughts. That makes the shivers come down my spine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm too strange for myself, so I'm wondering if someone could live with me (yep guys, I'm talking about you). I'm trying to think that nobody understands me... These thoughts are killin' me. I'm just trying not to think about that. And later, the bad thoughts are leaving my head (at least)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's next?.. what's next????&lt;br /&gt;I don't know...&lt;br /&gt;My obsession with MUSE didn't decrase at all, and I'm happy about that :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh God, it's so cold here. Even my brain has shrinked from the cold... That's why I'm writing nonesenses...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm totally discombobulated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, I'll say bye to all readers (if there are some...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye!!! See ya later :*&lt;br /&gt;xxx&lt;br /&gt;Fuzz&lt;/span&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-6945007821408910306?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6945007821408910306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/6945007821408910306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/6945007821408910306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello.html' title='... Hello?'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-7914398420838702463</id><published>2009-11-10T21:39:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T22:55:00.544+02:00</updated><title type='text'>one VERY long week...</title><content type='html'>Hi! It's me again, the fuzzy critter, who drives you crazy with it's meaningless thoughts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... What's first? I DON'T really know... This week was so complicated... yep... It's Tuesday now... that's why I am saying it's complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot of questions, which answers cannot be found. Why? Just try to answer this one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What is the purpose of our existance? Our puropse is to exist? Or we are existing to find our purpose? Maybe the purpose of our existance is just fictional? Maybe there aren't any of them..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know the answers... Life is very hard. Ypu fall ino life, just like ino abyss. And you don't know if you remain, or leave a part of yourself in this world. Thousands of people have died, while I was writing this sentence... Thousands of people, who died, thousands of dreams which will never come true. Maybe that's why people are saying that the life is endless suffering...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling downcast, and this feeling is sqeezing inside me, and crushing every my rib, every my ossicle... And then, I will understand that there's nothing left from me... Just a shadow of a person, who exhisted few moments ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See... now you know why it's complicated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I'm not a person, who is always cruying and always is upset, sad and extremley boring... Just these weeks were very complicated and hard for me, so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK! It's ENOUGH to talk about sad and complicated things. Let's talk about the good ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, last week was relased new MUSE video clip "Undosclosed Desires". It's AMAZING ;D I really love it. Matthew, Dominic and Chris are lookin' so freakin' gorgeous in this video!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vhHhKIa8jbo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vhHhKIa8jbo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think? ;&gt; I'm inlove with MUSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I'm proud to be MUSE fan since 2006. When I saw "Starlight" video clip, I fell in love with Matthew Bellamy, his voice, Domimic Howard and Chris Wolstenholme!!!!! &lt;3 &lt;/strong&gt; AND IT'S NOT BECAUSE OF TWILIGHT!!! :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to confess... I liked Twilight saga. But, I can reapet: "I LIKED". Now, it's just a story, books, a lot of crazy people, and some stuff like that (I saw Edward panties in internet... gross). Well... I have an intenet blog in which me amd my friends are putting some news about the movies. In the begining, it was fun. After few months (maybe 4... I liked it for 4 months, or maybe less...) it became a commonness thing. Just like the work, which is not quite nteresting for me... Maybe it's because of the bad comments after my posts (someone said that I'm... I won't say... I don't want to...). And, sorry all Twilight fans, R. Pattinson wasn't so handsome for me. I just don't like him... He's annoying me ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my... I'm feeling much better after this confession (I did the same in my real life diary)!!! God, bless all internet and real life diaries!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don't wanna quit that thing with my twilight blog... I'm doing this because of people, who are visiting my blog (about 300 people everyday). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm an altruist. I always want the best for others. And more than usually, I forgot myself. I'm hiding my feelings when I'm sad or unhappy. I'm only crying when I'm alone. I just don't want to hurt others and show that something is wrong. I hate when someone's got sad just because I'm sad. I'm hiding all that "bad stuff" inside my heart. And when my heart is overflowed of bad emotions and feelings, then... you know... what happens then... I'm crying all night, and in the morning, I just dry my tears into my shirt's sleeve... then I'm feeling much better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... "I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT ARE YOU TALKIN' ABOUT" says the text on my T-shirt. I like it. I remember, when I said this phrase to my sister, and, after few minutes, she made a T-shirt with it (we bought special textile art markers few months ago). I was surprised... She gave me them three months ago. That's so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now, I know... I'm too sentimental... but... I am who I am. And i don't really wanna change myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I will made some shirts with other phrases, which I'm using very often =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, I made a lot of arthystical photos :D I will post them later... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...oh! just look at the time! (22:54) I really should go to bed... see you later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kisses and HUGE hugs :* ,&lt;br /&gt;Simona&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-7914398420838702463?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7914398420838702463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-very-long-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/7914398420838702463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/7914398420838702463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-very-long-week.html' title='one VERY long week...'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-9055067699650195245</id><published>2009-11-02T15:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T16:26:35.991+02:00</updated><title type='text'>la la la nonsense ;P</title><content type='html'>... I REALLY hate to say that, but I'm tired of everything. Stupid reapeateed life... Just like from my song. It's called 'Reapeted World'. Another is 'Untouchable Star' and 'Sea of tranquility'. These songs are my favourites from my very long list of songs :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I DON'T really like when people think, that I'm calm and slow. What can I say? I'm NOT :P It's bullshit and bollocks! (sorry for these words) Actually, I'm very energetic, talkative, friendly and etc. People think like that, because I'm the veirdo at my school. In my class are some people which I don't really like to be in one room... Yes, I'm talking about taunting.... But I'm not a person, who would&lt;br /&gt;give a prominence to that. I'm not like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep... What else? well I wrote another song (wooohooo) and I'm happy about that. I think that everyone would be happy just like me, if they write a new song :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always, i REALLY want to apologize about my grammar or writing mistakes. I'm from Lithuania (in Europe ;D near Latvia and Russia), so.... :) But I'm happy that I can write something at all. Not something, actually. I can write what's on my mind in English. I think that's quite goodthing, don't you think like that? :)&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I forgot to tell you, that I'm writing songs ONLY in English. I couldn't write something Lithuanian... I'm afraid to say, but I understand English much better than Lithuanian! Well... I read somewhere that Lithuanian language is in the 3rd place of world's hardest languages (I don't know if it's true..)! Oh my...&lt;br /&gt;if you think I'm wring try to tell this sentence correctly in Lithuanian:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;šešios žąsys su šešiais žąsyčiais :) (Translation: Six goose with six gosling)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's next? Oh... yes, the Halloween. It's not very popular thing in my country... I really wanted to have a Halloween party and make fake wound, but.... It was impossible... I was wasting my time in the internet... because no-one wanted to make tha party... Well... I'll wait 'till next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to say something, but I forgot. I think you are so tired of my stupid thoughts, aren't you? (if there are some people who are reading my meaningless thoughts...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading... I will write something more later. Maybe today... or not :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye bye and HUGE hugs from me!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Fuzz&lt;br /&gt;(Simona is my real name ;D)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-9055067699650195245?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/9055067699650195245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2009/11/la-la-la-nonsense-p.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/9055067699650195245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/9055067699650195245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2009/11/la-la-la-nonsense-p.html' title='la la la nonsense ;P'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-7597148233775774081</id><published>2009-10-18T11:43:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T02:29:20.519+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MUSE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meaningless'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='earth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miserable'/><title type='text'>Hi!!!!</title><content type='html'>Hi again! I haven't written here for ages! I was just too busy and tired... Well... what happened in those days? Nothing really good... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three weeks ago, I didn't know what's the feeling, when you realise that your biggest dream is broken... Yep... now I know that feeling very well... Too bad that it won't come  true, but everyone says, that hope dies the last... I don't really know if it can come true... But I will answer this question only in my last minute of my life... But I don't want to talk about that... I just don't wanna feel sad again, and start crying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks ago, I decided to change my life... Everything... But I haven't done anything yet... The most paradoxical thing is that I've changed my myspace, facebook and other sites accounts... erm... facebook is a piece of crap (sorry facebook lovers...) i'm tired of people (espacialy the male), who are sending me friend requests. I don't say that I don't like that, but I have more than 70 friends there, and only 15 are women... Strange... But in my myspace I haven't got any  friends. It sounded kinda dramatic, wasn't it? ;D So, you can add me on facebook or myspace. I will always accept your request (to find me on facebook, write my name and surname: Simona Jareckaite. For myspace, go to www.myspace.com/simonyte1994) :) I want to meet more people XD in facebook no one is writing to me ;( (dramatic... again!) I should stop writing like this, because my post will be just like the poor soap-opera... &lt;br /&gt;'Oh, I'm so sad!! *falling tears*. No one wants to be my friend! *drying tears in the sleeve*, Nobody visits my blog! I'm so sad!!! Whyyyy???? *wailing very loud* I have no friends in this world! No one understands me!I'm not lost, I'm just undiscovered! But no one will discover me! *falls down of the factorie's chimney*'  And then, one soul felt free, when a person died...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep... big changes.... I just want to do something useful in this World... I know... I'm just too young (I'm only 15 years old, but it makes no difference to me...). But I still want to do something useful in this World where I live in... I think, that I need to wait for my lucky moment. Then, I will change the World from top to the bottom. I just need to be more patient... To be patient and ready for the big World's changes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week ago, I catched an ill.... Not very impressive... high temperature (the highest I've ever had)... I don't want to remember the details.... And I'm still feeling exhausted because of those medicines, pills and stuff like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday.... I thought, that people probably lived in the Mars, very long time ago... I know, that's silly, but I just imagined the Earth when it will be the place where we couldn't live in... Just imagine: the Earth is changed. There isn't enough oxygen to breathe. The climate is changed. Everything what we had is damaged and destroyed... Thw view of our Earth would be just like in MUSE video clip 'Sing for absolution'. I think after hundread or thousand years. Everything will be just like in that video clip. People will fly to the Earth, where people lived long time ago, and thy will see, that we damaged our home. And then just left it... And that view reminds me the view of Mars... Don't you think like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will put the video of wonderful MUSE song, Sing for absolution:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7OevHkWpbeU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7OevHkWpbeU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were some comments which were exactly what I'm saying now! Wow, there are people, who thinks just like me. Maybe, I'm not a veirdo.... Who cares :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...yes, we will destroy our Earth, just like people, who lived in Mars very long time ago. I think, in my theory, there is a tithe of true. I think, that people lived in Mars. And anyone can't deny it, because there weren't and archeological analysis, so... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;few minutes ago... I was googling everything, that I thought about... my name, my surname, cat, umbrella, Matthew Bellamy, gorgeous, music, Muse, Dominic Howard, drummer, guitar, Chris Wolstenholme, world, planet, mars.... And I've found something VERY interesting about Mars... Tou can watch its surface and elevation! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! (or OMM-oh my muse, OMMB-oh my matthew ballamy... and something like that...)&lt;br /&gt;I thought that little children won't want to become astronauts, bacause they just can google it and watch everything online or with google earth... And in the future the number of astronauts could have been decreased (or maybe not.. dunno). The internet is very important thing today... It can do almost everything!.. I'm wondering why it can't launder my socks... I don't actually know, maybe afer two or more years it will do that... who knows...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you interested of watching Mars online, go to this &lt;a HREF="http://www.google.com/mars/#lat=11.523087&amp;lon=30.9375&amp;zoom=2" TARGET="_blank"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt; in that page, you will see the elevation of Mars... I'm not against the new technologies. It's cool... But sometimes I'm wondering what will be nex?... What will happen in our Universe? In our home, in the Earth?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;few seconds ago... I'm trying to figure out, what is the purpose of my exhistance... interesting... Maybe  the purpose of my exhistance is to exhist? Or maybe it is to find ou it? Or just wait for something? Go straight on the groud and don't know if there is a big hole afer few steps... Maybe I will fall... Maybe I will survive... This is the beauty of the life...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-7597148233775774081?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7597148233775774081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2009/10/hi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/7597148233775774081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/7597148233775774081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2009/10/hi.html' title='Hi!!!!'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-6140910266041892510</id><published>2009-09-24T16:24:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T16:13:19.079+02:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>Heya!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a song writing maschine! :) I wrote another song wooohooo :)&lt;br /&gt;And whole 10 minutes I was voting for MUSE. VOTE, Refresh, VOTE, Refresh, VOTE, Refresh... and all 10 minutes!!!! Wow :) I think they deserved to win the award. Their album 'The Resistance' is EPIC and AMAZING and MORE :) I can't find the words to describe the feeling when I'm listening to this EPIC album! I'm always crying when I'm listening to Exosenesis! It's the most amazing thing which MUSE have ever done! This is PURE GOLD!!! I don't know how to describe... When I'm listening to Exosenesis symphonie, I always see theese things in front of my eyes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Exogenesis symphony part I (Overture)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world is beautiful, secretive and so natural and unique. The sun is shining in the sky, the flowers and grass, green trees are so beautiful. Loveley animals, enjoying their lifes. The song is so secretive, just like our Earth, but we still want to know everything and be the smartest in the World...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Exogenesis symphony part II (Cross-pollination)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(In the begining) You can see the beauty of Nature, but then this beauty fades away and you see the mad world. Everything is black, sad, the sky is red. You are "Waiting for toxic clouds". Then All people who survived must go to the paceship and fly in unnkown planet, which is somewhere in the universe. When Matthew is singing theese words: "Tell us.. Tell us.. Tell us your final wish we will tell it to the Earth" I see that people are leaving the Earth, because it will explode at any time. And then... the moment of truth... it's gone... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Exogenesis symphony part III (Redemption)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're in the spaceship and you are watching the cosmic dusts, which were our home, the Earth... And now... There's nothing left. All our hystory was deleted. And the last prove of our past lifes are our memories. Then music turns into optymisic way and you start to feel the hope. "Why can't we start it over again..." sings Matthew. And you are still watching the cosmic dusts which were your home. And then you see all hystory passing backwards through your eyes, until that moment when, billions of years before, the Earth was only the cosmic dusts. The people have landed on new unknown planet, you still can see those pieces of our past life in the space. That's hurting your feelings, but you are doing your first step in this planet, which will be called as 'The new home'. At the end of the song, you can see that other people are looking in that side where was the Earth. They don't care about that they have landed in the planet. The only one thing you can do now, is to think that we will "start it over again and we will be good... This time we will get it... get it right... This is our last chance to forgive ourselves". And you can see the tears, falling from their [the people] cheeks. And then, you feel, that the warm tear is rolling down your cold cheek. And you know, that there's nothing to change, there's no way back ,there's nothing... only the unknown planet and the cosmic dusts, which were your life. A place, where you lived, a place where you have grown up, a place where was all humanities hopes and dreams... There was our hystory, which is gone... And we haven't sloved the secret of our Earth and Nature...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...We must to save our earth!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The meaningless thoughts wtitten by Simona Jareckaite&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-6140910266041892510?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6140910266041892510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2009/09/heya-im-song-writing-maschine-i-wrote.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/6140910266041892510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/6140910266041892510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2009/09/heya-im-song-writing-maschine-i-wrote.html' title='...'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-215111783248126940</id><published>2009-09-23T16:01:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T19:36:04.153+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MUSE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my thoughts'/><title type='text'>... hi?..</title><content type='html'>Well... yep. Hello again. I haven't written here for ages! (actualy.... 3 days...) Well... something is just the same, but something is not. At school I had a very good time with my best friends. That was fun! Well two of my friends have got sick (poor girls...). I was thinking that my best friends (who are not sick right now) and I could visit them. I don't actually know why we haven't talked about that before (or maybe they were talking about that, but I was dreaming or thinking about.... :) MUSE)&lt;br /&gt;I have wrote a song a few minutes ago. And today I've wrote one perfect tune with piano, which is perfect for my another song :) Also I was playing with my gorgeous guitar and now my fingers are so hurtin'. But WHO CARES!!!!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my gorgeous guitar:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.tinypic.com/2rgfbc0.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... I could write some words from my songs, but..... NAH..... :D I'm SO AFRAID of singing alone in the public or singing my own songs. Singing MUSE songs in public would be A PIECE OF CAKE XD Too simple for me. I could walk in the shop and sing: "We will be VICTORIOUS" or "I want to reconcile the violence in your heart", "No chance for fate, it's unnatural selection I WANT THE TRUTH", "All of history deleted with one stroke", "Faith, It drives me away, But it turns me on. Like a stranger's love" and much more MUSE songs :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the end.... (drums, please)... Thee video of today is...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very famous Matthew Bellamy "Shuffle dance" WOOOOHOOOO!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vdrp0l2em-U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vdrp0l2em-U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Vote for MUSE on WWW.MTVEMA.COM :) you can vote more than once! I was voting all 10 minutes XD I'm REALLY obsessed. But I don't need the doctor, I'm enjoying this obesseion :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Sometimes I'm thinking that I'm a veirdo... Write me if I'm wrong....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;And thanks for reading&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382530880290730677-215111783248126940?l=my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/215111783248126940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2009/09/hi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/215111783248126940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382530880290730677/posts/default/215111783248126940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-meaningless-thoughts.blogspot.com/2009/09/hi.html' title='... hi?..'/><author><name>Fuzz (a.k.a. Simona Jareckaite)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07243804413804499403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpi2bX84jKY/Tqb80bse_YI/AAAAAAAAAys/CYwqefzdnlE/s220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i33.tinypic.com/2rgfbc0_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382530880290730677.post-3742435846200562461</id><published>2009-09-19T19:10:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T19:23:49.507+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='something like that'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miserable'/><title type='text'>Hi everyone... my first post about...... something.... I guess....</title><content type='html'>Well... I started writing my meaningless thoughts and events that hapened to me. Well... sharing my feelings with people wich I don't even know, seems quite stupid and strange (because I have my own diary... in the REAL world... yep, the ones, who are made from paper, not with stupid HTML codes). Everyone says: Don't trust others... I don't know what I'm talkin' about. From my grammar mistakes, you can see that I'm not from countries where people are speaking English all the time. Yes, my dear friends, I'm from Lithuania. The most annoying thing is that MOST of people doesn't know where it locates...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I wnat to thank for my readers (if there are some of them), to the God for this wonderful day, to MTV, for showing MTV VMA awards again, to my favourite band - MUSE (I love you guys SO MUCH!!!! Kisses ;D :* ), and.... I don't know.... I'm happy that I'm here, doing things that I like and being free to share my thoughts with everyone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, now, I think, I will finish my writing. See you in the next posts!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kisses :* ^.^ &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Simona&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(...or Osmina, or FUZZ, or something like that. 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