суббота, 21 августа 2004
18:07

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Kak smeshno!..

Seichas, kogda ya iskala svoi pervii post v etom dnevnike, natknulas na neskolko soobshenii. Rassmeyalas... Ulibnulas gorkoi ulibkoi...

...Vse prohodit...



http://www.diary.ru/~floodland/?com...p;postid=862115

http://www.diary.ru/~floodland/?com...p;postid=862116

http://www.diary.ru/~floodland/?com...p;postid=865419

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18:04

Sperla u .Yukari.

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Первый дневник на который ты зашел(а): Теннеси (no seichas etot dnevnik zakrit i bolshe ne vedetsa...)



Дата рождения твоего дневника: 03.07.2003



Первый дизайн твоего дневника: fioletovii... eto ya horosho pomnu!



Первое название: Ritsu no Boketsu (boje, kakoe durazkoe nazvanie!!!)



Твой первый ник (если он изменен): ritsu



Как назывался/начинался твой первый пост? "Вот!.. Родилось!.."



Первая закрытая запись: esli mne ne izmenyaet pamyat, eto bilo srazu posle ssori s Ayumi... I, kstati, cherez mnogo vremeni posle nachala vedeniya dnevnika



Первая запись, добавленная в цитатник: http://www.diary.ru/~kitazawa/?comm...p;postid=915546



Первый дневниковец-друг: Kyoto (udivitelno, kak etot chelovechek proderjalsya v moih PCh ot nachala do sego momenta!..)



Первый человек, оставивший коммент у тебя в дневнике: Kyoto



Как ты нашла этот сайт: Теннеси dal ssilku na svoi dnevnik

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17:45

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Hotela seichas naiti fotku Iana... No pochemu netu fotok, gde on otdelno??? Pochemu na vseh fotkah oni vse vmeste?.. T_______T.....

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17:41

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Takoe krasivoe imya - Ian... Ya prosto v vostorge!!! I ono tak zdorovo podhodit cheloveku, kotorii pishet takie shedevri!.. Ian... Ian Watkins...

U nas v lagere bil paren s pohojim imenem - Iain... Takoi lapochka!.. Voobshe mne ochen nravyatsa imena takogo tipa!..

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08:19

Pozor zvezdi

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Eto bilo ujasno...

Pyanaya *... Yulka, kak horosho, chto ti eto ne videla!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

On ezdil na kakoi-to konzert... Vernulsya absolutno naklukavshiisya!!! Vvalilsya v inet-klass... Pluhnulsya na stul... O boje!!! Vel sebya ujasno! Kak pyanii alkash pod zaborom! Net, konechno, pod stolom on ne valyalsya i podnimat ego ne prihodilos, no do normalnogo cheloveka emu bilo daleko... Ya v ujase!!!!!!

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08:14

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Ryadom sidit pyanaya zvezda... Mne seichas budet ploho... O boje... Eto strashno... ETO STRASHNO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

O boje...

O boje...

O boje...

Mne ploho...

Mne strashno...

O gospodi...

Kak bi ya v nem ne razocharovalas...

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07:48

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Poobshalas ya s Lukasom kolumbiiskim... Esli chestno, mne kak-to ne ochen. Napryagaet. Snachala on provodil kakoi-to strannii dopros, a zatem skazal, chto schitaet menya strannoi... Ya me poimu, pochemu??? Po krainei mere, eto mne sovse ne polstilo.

A eshe u menya poyavilas navyazchivaya ideya... Ya hochu vo chto bi to ni stalo naiti A. I delat ya eto budu cherez odno iz communities na livejournal. Blya, da ya k nemu hot v Chicago priedu, esli mne udastsa ego raziskat...

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05:53

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Seichas ryadom sidit futbolist i ustraivaet nam s Natashkoi dopros, kto samii krasivii paren v lagere... A ya ne hochu govorit! Potomu chto on rasskajet... Ya znau...

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04:58

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Mne skuchno... (((((

Vse nashi uehali v Jo Jo's, a ya ostalas, hotya u menya bila vozmojnost poehat. Naschet Jo Jo's u menya drugie plani, a kakie - skaju potom, kogda oni osushestvyatsa (esli osushestvyatsa). Zvezda ischezla v neizvestnom napravlenii. Esli mne ne poslishalos, to on uehal v Concord. Segodnya na breakfast * sovsem-sovsem opozdala. I ni za polskim, ni za cheshskim stolom mesta ne bilo, a saditsa za babskii stol ne ochen-to hotelos. Ostavalos mesto tolko za nashim, russkim stolom! Videli bi vi, s kakoi neohotoi i nejelaniem on shel za nash stol!!! ^____^ Vo vremya luncha za nash stol on uje sel sam. Na lunch opozdali na etot raz mi, smotru - maaaamochki, a on za nashim stolom!!! Prichem sel tak, chto okazalsya naprotiv menya!.. Na dinner mi snova opozdali, i eta istoriya povtorilas - on snova sel za nash stol. No, kak ni priskorbno, za nash stol takje uselos mnogo drugih ludei, i mesta bolshe ne bilo... I mi s Natashkoi demonstrativno seli za polskii stol!!! Vot * oblomalas!!! Ya seichas tak hochu s nim pogovorit, a ego, kak nazlo, net... FUCKKKKKKKKK

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03:21

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Skuchno...

Kogda dumau o tom, chto samoe vremya idti mochit metall, nogi podkashivautsa, i serdze padaet kuda-to v jeludok...

U menya ostalos 4 dnya... Boje moi...

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03:15

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Blyaaaaaa!!! 13 avgusta bil konzert Lost Prophets v Bostone!!!!!!!!...

Jizn - dermo...

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02:41

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Ni hrena sebe... Etot kozel Joel vchera, pohoje, menyal sistemu na etom kompe i udalil vse fotki!!! A zdes bila papka Lukasa, v kotoroi bilo ogromnoe kolichestvo obaldennih fotok *!!!!!! Ya seichas popitaus naiti eshe raz, no vryad li... (((((( Obidno do juti!!!..

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02:36

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Neskolko dnei nazad ona nashupala moe slaboe mesto i so vsei sili po nemu udarila. Vozmojno, sovsem ne so zla, mojet, ona deistvitelno hotela mne pomoch. No bilo bolno. A kogda bol proshla, ya ofigela: neujeli ETO stalo eshe odnoi moei slaboi storonoi??? Kogda??? U mneya nikogda ranshe ne voznikalo kompleksov po etomu povodu!..

Jizn zdes polnostyu menya izmenila...

Ya blagodarna etomu letu za to, chto ono predostavilo mne otlichnuu vozmojnost pojit v obshestve, kotoroe ya ne ponimala, i nakonez ponyat jizn, privichki, tradizii, kotorie ya nikogda ne mogla ponyat.


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четверг, 19 августа 2004
08:46

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Ya seichas chut ne rodila!!! Chas nochi, sidim mi s Natashkoi i Oleskoi za kompami, nikogo ne trogaem, szadi igraet radio, vse tiho i spokoino... Vdrug kak razdastsa krik!!! Mi vtroem kak zavopim!!! Ya chut ne umerla so straha!!! Smotrim - a v okne naprotiv nas torchit morda Lukasa, a ryadom s nim - mordochka zvezdi!!! Vot pridurki!!! Ofiget!!!

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07:27

MOCHIM METALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Tolko chto manyachila pod oknami gym'a. Nu, estestvenno, kak vi dumaete, kto tam tak userdno podnimaet shtangu, obnajennii po poyas??? Ya tak ne mogu bolshe. Ne mogu!!!!!!!!! Itak, ya obeshau sebe i vam, chto:



Zavtra ya podhoju k nemu dnem i proshu pokazat mne ego gitaru.




(A on, mejdu prochim, Fender Stratokaster kupil!.. Za 1100$. Maniak!!!!!)

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05:52

True friends are hard to find, difficult to leave and impossible to forget (c)

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05:32

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No unread messages...

Huevo...

Eshe * sidit cherez kompyuter... Nado mochit metall! A to potom budet pozdno... Podnimem sebe nastroenie!!! Hren vam... Vot pishu bred vsyakii ot nervnogo rasstroistva... Vse ushli v Winaukee, nu i pust katyatsa podalshe, mne pohui. Nado chto-to delat, nado chto-to delat, nado chto-to delat

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04:55

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Huevo!!!!!! Jizn dermo! Vseh nenaviju!!! Ona mne vse nastroenie isportila!!! Nu gde je ti, Yulka, mne tak tebya ne hvataet!.. Slezi gradom... Nu pochemu vse tak??? Nenaviju ee, NENAVIJU!!!!! A eshe, kak nazlo, * gde-to shlyaetsa... Komu kakaya razniza, kakaya ya??????????? Pust prinimaut menya takoi, kakaya ya est!!!!! Zagibaus... Hotela ustanovit sebe tut icq, i programma sgluchila... FUCK

Ubeite menya kto-nibud

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02:09

Obojau etu pesnu!!!

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Interesno, kto u nih pishet TAKIE genialnie teksti???



Today they asked me, why do you always seem to fight?

But though I could not answer, I'd of lost my way..

I could tell that this ain't right

The morning sunrise seemed to ask me why I try?

To find the strength in people who had never thought about

A different way of life....

It just doesn't seem that easy



I don't know where to go, I don't know what to be

I don't know how to change from being me

I don't know what do say, maybe another day

I'm stuck and I'm lost, can't find my way home

All I know is gone



The storms I've weathered, you know they don't seem to be as bad

If you think there's hope from here, and there's a life you should now have

I don't have answers and no questions spring to mind

So here I've ended up now, there's no more signs

And the roads are blocked all night...

It just doesn't seem that easy



I don't know where to go, I don't know what to be

I don't know how to change from being me

I don't know what to say, maybe another day

I'm stuck and I'm lost, can't find my way home

All I know is gone



I see no reason to move on...

I see no reason to move on...



I don't know where to go, I don't know what to be

I don't know how to change from being me

I don't know what do say, maybe another day

I'm stuck and I'm lost, can't find my way home

All I know is gone

I'm stuck and I'm lost, can't find my way home

All I know is gone



I see no reason to move on...

I see no reason to move on...



I don't know where to go, I don't know where to be

I don't know how to change from being me

I don't know what do say, maybe another day

I'm stuck and I'm lost, can't find my way home

All I know is gone



(Lost Prophets, "I Don't Know";)



Stranno... Ya slushala ee vsu dorogu na Niagaru, no kogda prochitala tekst, ponyala, chto mne slishalos sovsem ne to, chto poetsa v pesne...

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понедельник, 16 августа 2004
02:26

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Vot ona - moya novaya lubov'...


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