В колонках играет - System Of A Down- BYOB (Bring Your Own Bombs, son)
Настроение сейчас - ohuyetel'noye

Hey, it's me the one guy you wanna be with for the rest of your life!
Shutka. Privet vsem, bol'shiim, malen'kiim i vsem mezghdu nimi. Nu srazu pro segodnya:
Uroki proshli normal'no, bez problem. DAzghe Deutsch
No samoye krutoye biilo posle poslednego uroka, mi ( Ya, oba Nasti, Kristina L, Vanya i pochti vse) poshli na Playground potusovat'sya. Nu tam Kristina L (Crazy_Candy) pobila vse rekorda svoimi "dvizgheniami" skazat' tak. Posle etogo poshli obratno v shkolu i tam posideli i govorili, i vot tam mi chitali distiplinaruyu tetrad' 5-ogo G tam bol'she vseh napisana devochka po famiilii "Samozdra" smeyalis' na etoi devochkoi naverno 5 minut podryad. Potom Crazy-Candy vsem tak POCHTi pokazalas'. Vrode bi posle etogo ya ushol ot tuda domoi.

Teper' ya prosto slushayu muziku i smotryu vashi zapisi.

Hey my friends! Can anyone tell me why I haven't killed myself yet? I could tell you but it would be a long, romantic and boring story...

Nu izvinite moi druzya i podrugi, ya uzghe dolgo ne pisal, no vot vam zapis' dlya raznoobrazii. Prosto zashol skazat' privet i prochitat' vcherashniiye zapisi. Den' u nas vchera krutoi biil. U menya vokrug tela mozghet biit' kaya-to sila kotoraya ne dayot uchitelyam menya zapisivat' hotya na muzike sidel ves' urok i pel "su-su-su-su-su-su-su-susuKA" i sdelal algebru na segodnya v tom chisle. U nas v semye pribavilas' u menya yesho doch, diana. Normal'no hotya ya znal shto eto sluchitsya.
vrde bi vsyonormal'no proshlo za isklucheniyem shto Nastya possorilas' s Dimoi.
Segodnya na Fiz-Ru ya odenu maiku "Nirvana". OOOORA! nu poka, rebyata.

Close the door on my face as I handed you flowers, even wheen I waited in the rain ffor hours. Good-Bye

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В колонках играет - Bad Religion- American Jesus

Shto-to ya hochu pisat' stihi i slushat' muziku i pisat' vam odnovremenno!
Blin nashol takuyu oh**yetel'noyu gruupu dlya lyubitilei Metal i Hard Rock (ya znayu shto ponravit'sya Sweet_Cherry). Ona nazivayetsya Avenged Sevenfold ili proshe A7X. Muzika prosto OFIZGITEL'NAYA! Odna iz lyubimih pesen eto "Beast and the Harlot". A drugaya "Bat Country". I yesho zametil shto v nashei dolbanoi MOCKBE netu NI ODNOI ROCK RADIO STANSII!!! Pochemu tak??? Ved' kogda yedu doma ya slishu libo sploshnaya popsa ili Hip-Hop. Blyat', ya hochu ROCK.
I love rock n roll! So put another quarter in the jukebox baby!


No Truth, All lies
Noone today ever says the truth
It's all bunch of filthy lies
But they all will regret it
When their hope dies
Kill the Lies since we all are genocide victims
No truth left, all lies
But the assholes will repent
When the one they all follow dies
Not even the sinners of the masses
Can take in the bull**** they feed us
But they all forget
That they need us!
Our faith, our belief and ultimately of lives
Are their life blood they need
They are not unique
They cut themselves and bleed
Thus they lose our support
Because nothing we have lasts
As you watch your favorites
Go up in flames in blasts
Of color and flame
All truth, No lies
the power has shifted
And now the one in power dies!

В колонках играет - System Of A Down- Chop Suey!

Music for me is a bittersweet remedy
But i'm not here for long so remember me
Cuz life is short and Death is long
Don't judge my decisions right or wrong
Suicide just to pass time is sad
But when you're this bored it ain't that bad
Rock on! Switchblade cuts the wrists of an innocent
the sight of blood makes even the prudes get malevolent
The ghost of a ghost of ghost's long lost son
Who met their doom at the hands of a gun
Blasphemy killed the one's of weak mind
And the remains of those lost are so hard to find.

Damn the boredom!

в 1933 году маленькая германская девочка погибла насильственной смертью. Безжалостный убийца затащил её в подвал и там закопал живьём, приговаривая непонятное заклинание "Ghost, ghost, gologhost. Mishka jaba duhast." Прочитав сейчас это заклинание, ты обрёк себя на встречи с призраком умученной девочки:по ночам её тень будет появляться на твоём потолке, а сам ты будешь задыхаться и мучиться, как задыхалась и мучилась она.Это не шутка и не розыгрыш-от удушья ночами умирают сотни людей, и никто не знает настоящий причины.Единственный способ избежать кошмара-запостить этот текст у себя в дневнике, передав проклятие другому.

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В колонках играет - Slipknot- Pulse of the maggots
Настроение сейчас - ustal, blyat'

good morning, my little faithful underlings!
Just stopped by2 say and say NASTYA!!!!!! whay won't you let me into your Haze_Girl diary?!?!?
Perevod:
Ya prosto voshol posmotret' kto shto napisal i NAST'!!!! pochemu mne do sih por nel'zya v HAZE_GIRL???

В колонках играет - Wezzer- We are all on drugs
Настроение сейчас - normal'noye

Ne pover'te zagolovke shto ya opyat' gothic prosto mne prikalivayet. Pridumal stih pro shkolu v obshem:
Gangstas, thugs, rock n rollers
Punks, Goths, Thought controllers
School's a bitch till we graduate
So fuck that shit and show up late.

Mne samomu pryot! Nu moyemu sk8u pipets. ya naverno slishkom mnogo prokatilsya zimoi i u menya kolesa teper' voobshe ne kruutyatsya :( No ne budu zdavat'sya, ya poidu v Adrenaline i kuplyu noviye traki i vsyo kak polozgheno. A teper' pro ***bnutuyu shkolu:
Segodnya menya, Pashu, I Nastyu S. (Inimitable_Girl) otveli k distsiplinarnoi komissii na sobraniyu. Nu tam nas "rugali"pro povedeniyu.vsyo ostal'noye proshlo po-normal'nomu.
A teper' stishok sochinyayu pryamo s hodu.

"Teenage Karma"
I fear no torture that the adults bring
For karma will complete it's ill-fated ring
And it will be their heads under the barrel of my gun
And praying by the name of their savior, God's son
But no mercy will be given to the infidels
For tonight in celebration I will ring Hell's bells
Judgement day for the cocaine-like disipline
And the fucking dead womb I've been livin' in
Fuck authority till it's dead from fear
And for our torturers the end is near
Heart attack, Surprise sudden death
Strung out from Earth like your high on meth
But you're not, you're just sick and tired
Like secondhand smoke of a gun that's been fired
The light scent of lead, the rotting flesh of the dead
And somewhere, somehow your heart isn't full of dread
Flames lick at the walls of your mind
Eyes water, mouth dries as your teeth grind
Torture the thoughts of conformality
And embrace the belief of abnormality
Guitar solos of an uthorworldly tone
And the oath of my race is engraved in stone
Set in the blood, sweat and tears
Of other ones like me from other long-lost years
Tones of a guitar tuned by Satan himself
With a poison like the Arsenic on the witches' shelf
Used for the extermination of the hierarchy
Join together in the streets under the chants of ANARCHY!
King of the misfits, outcasts and downtrodden
From the streeturchins to those who are just fuckin' rotten

В колонках играет - Green Day- St. Jimmy
Настроение сейчас - Revolutsiya!

Hellspawn rejoice at the return of your almighty master!
ya vernuulsya is Sharm el' Sheiha! Tam biilo normal'no. Znakomilsya so mnogimi. A v posledniiy den' pered otyezdom druug Lyosha (zgivyot v Moskve) spizdil u papi iz nomera butilku Pepsi i dobavil papin Jack Daniel's. Napilis' i tanzevali v diskoteke do chasa nochi. Vrode bi normal'no, no vsyo ravno horosho biit' doma. Prochtu vashi zapisi i poslushayu Green Day i Weezer. Chyo-to ya segodnya ya kak Punk rokker. I postrigli uzghas! korotko kak soldat. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

В колонках играет - SlipknoT- Spit it out

Hello, My beautiful little hellspawn!
Nu... Denyok u menya shastliviy biil. Posmotreli fil'm pro Galapagosskih ostrov. Personal'no mne ona pokazalas' namnogo luchshe chem ya podumal. Ya so svoim drugom iz Vengriiy i moi brat stroim metal-gruupu pridumali nazvaniye "Pastors of Doom" (Pastuhi Zlobi). Ya budu libo na gitare ili na udarnih a nu snachalo budu igrat' na gitare i budu pet' a potom kogda nauchuus' na udarnih pomenyaus'. Pridumali imya krutoye. Naverno budu pisat' pes'ni dlya grupi. Uzghe napisal naverno shtuk 3 po nazvaniyam "Bloodtrial', "Crimes Against Humanity", "Six Million Miles From Nowhere".
Zavtra uyazghayu v Yegipet! Tam budet skuchno bez vas, toyest' vse iz moyego klaasa i vse na LiRu. Mne skuchno rebyata! Seichas prochtu vashi zapisi! Poka!

В колонках играет - Trapt- Headstrong

Segodnya den' sovsem u menya hrenoviy po otsenkam! 3;3;4;3-;4;5. Ploho! I 2 po povedenii!
Mui segodnya sozdali yesho odnu shkol'nuyu sem'yu
Papa + Mama:
Ya s Mashoi Medvedevoi iz 8-ogo klassa
Deti:
Dima zghena ????
Nastya K. muzgh Basalai(???) doch': Kristina L. (Crazy_Candy)
Nastya S. muzgh Sasha Semyonov

Bol'she ne znayu... libo ne pomn'yu! Tak shto prosto sizghu doma , skuchayu...
Slushayu pes'nyu Trapt "Headstrong" malen'kaya gruupa kotoraya mne personal'no nravitsya. Mne kak raz teper' HIM nadoyela skazat' po chesnomu, vse ravno budu slushat' no prosto hochu peredohnut'. Teper' mne nravitsya:
KoRn, System Of A Down, Green Day(on uzghe nravilsya a teper' bolshe), Simple Plan, cKy, Slipknot,
Avenged Sevenfold, Fallout Boy, Panic! at the Disco, Billy Talent, Lamb Of God, i tiri piri...
Ya bol'she ne hochu bit' takim mrachnim! Ya hochu svet! Ya hochu redosti! Kto-to mne pomozghet s etim delom??? Yesli ne hotite ne nado, prosto mne tak seichas ploho ya vsu nedelyu sleduyushuyu budu perepisivat' geometriiu... i tak u menya plohoye nastroyenie! Gotika mne NADOYELA! Anarchy mne luchshe podhodit... budu pankom! uzghe mne nadoyela vsya eto ,,Stradat' i muchit''. Hochu prosto shtobi vsyo bilo OK!!!ANARCHY WILL NEVER DIE!!!
Do sleduyushego!

В колонках играет - Panic! at the Disco- Lying is the most fun a girl can have
Настроение сейчас - normal'noye

Why must we hold onto the sanity of life
All our problems can be solved through the tip of a knife
Guns, Poisons and weapons galore
Stretch through our history like ancient lore
Our hands our their masters, our hands are their fate
What if we lived in peace, wouldn't that be great?
No it wouldn't because
Every person is different every soul is unique
And no person can accept what they think is a freak
Punk is not dead, it's as alive as ever
It cannot be slayed...punk is forever
Our culture is punk, our music is punk, and so is our mentality
So why must we be rejected, can someone stop the insanity?
Death is not our fear, it's the fear of conformality
It's so horrible i think i'm losing my sanity!
Can we burn down the walls of a nation divided
And unify the nationalities under the banner of Anarchy!

В колонках играет - The Rasmus-Guilty
Настроение сейчас - Prazdnichnoye

Privet vsem dobrim lyudyam! SEGODNYA...den' horoshiy proshol, net pritenzii. Napisali k/r po algebr. Nadeius' na samoye luchsee... PLEASE! NAKONETSTO BUDET 5 PO KAKOMU NIBUD' PREDMETU??? ne znayu... mozghet bit' mne sud'ba dvoiki i troiki poluchat'. Nu a teper' o novostyax... kak ya uzghe skazal mi napisali k/r po matike. EB polnaya dura! vse drugiye klassi otmechali prazdnik a mi...k/r...URA! :( Beshki ushli v restoran posle 3-ego uroka a mi ostalis' v skuchnoi shkole i pisali pro funktsii. Po nemetskomu mi budem stavit' yesho p'esu teper' pro golovo korolya (esho ne resheno kto im budet igrat': Vanya V. ili Valera). V etom "proizvedenii isskusstva" ya igrayu "Oberzerimoniemeister" toyest' MC. Fu! Hochu igrat' rokkera ili panka ili Kurt-a Cobain-a. Ya bi normal'no sigral za Kurt Cobaina. O, ya pochti zabil pro svoi stiishok kotoruyu ya napisal na geografii:
Sex, Drugs, Rock 'n' Roll,
Speed, Weed, Birth Control
Life's a bitch until we die
So fuck this world and let's get high!
Nasti K. ponravilos' i ona yego napisala na obluzghku tetradi. Yesli hotite mozgh'te takzghe.
Kogda vesna nakonetsto nachnyotsya??? Na ulitsah sneg lezghit...holodno. Uzghas! zachem eto nam???
Yesho odin iz moih novih fraz:
"Fuck the system, Only trust the system of a Down"
Slushayu The Rasmus i dumayu shto mne delat' na etom prekrasnom predprazdnichnom dne... Mozghet bit' ya poidu s moim drugom napit'sya v kompaniiye druzei ( v tom chisle i devochki). I li prosto sidet' doma smotret' televizor i sidet' na kompe... personal'no mne nravit'sya perviiy.

В колонках играет - SlipKnoT- Duality
Настроение сейчас - noraml'noye

Vot yesho odna poema/pes'nya napisanaya mnoyu:

"Painless Death"

The knife that is darkness, the shield that is Night,
We battle together against the Light.
The blood of angels felled needlessly
They asked their God to die painlessly
Their request was sinfully denied
And long and tortured and bloody they died.
The Reaper saved the Angel’s souls
And gave them back their lives denied
But with a cost: Death was now their souls’ guide.
The angels rose from dug graves cold
Their swords were forged from silver and gold
They knew their duty: To feed on souls
And slay the infidels with sinful roles.
They were denied a PAINLESS DEATH
But now they were the ones denying you your last breath
Thus is the moral of this melancholic fairy tale
The wrath of an angel is rare, like the Holy Grail
But be warned, mortal, that you are at their hands,
And that you better watch out and follow commands.
For the angels of Death have a grudge with the weak
And remember who holds your soul when you speak.
Fight for the silence of the infidel’s rights
As the Angels defiled fight the Lights
The thirst of The Reaper is unquenchable by man
As we help the angels by slaying others by our hand
The monsters of Light meet the Saviors of Darkness
Under the light of a Sun that is lifeless
Dark, Scorched Earth is the soil of battle,
As across the battlefield sounds a slow death rattle.
The soldiers of Light carry a banner of blue
While the warriors of Night gather like a Motley Crue
Swords gleaming, banners streaming the armies collide
The angels sit and witness on nobody’s side
They unsheathe their swords and prepare for the battle
While the soldiers scream in pain like a herd of cattle
They rise to the hills, eyes ablaze with rage
They prepare for the drama, setting the stage,
For a massacre the likes of which none have seen before
The hills would glow red with blood and gore
Thus is the story of the angels denied,
And how they were the last sights of those who died.


Yesli Vam ponravilos' togda prosto ostav'te vashu otsenku v komentah =) spasibo!!!!

В колонках играет - Saliva- Click Click Boom
Настроение сейчас - DAMN!

Mne uzghe prislali antipatiuu!?!? S kakogo???? Nu a nichego ved' kogda uznayu kakoi trus yego slal bez informatsiya ya yego ubyuu! shutka! Priznavaites' ya ne ubyuu! prosto idaryu! Nu o zghizne: segodnya normal'niy den' vrode... Ya ves' den' v kaife biil (Nastya Poimyot!!)Markeri takiye tak horosho dlya togo shtobi uspokaivat'sya! napishu pobol'she potom!