onsdag 16. juni 2010
video-oppsummering
lørdag 12. juni 2010
caught in the crowd
Denne sangen gir virkelig inntrykk! Den fikk hvertfall meg til å tenke. Les teksten mens du hører den, jeg vedder på at den vil utfordre deg på en eller annen måte.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6ojoqHbPmzg
Caught in the crowd by Kate Miller-Heidke
There was a guy at my school when I was in high school
We'd ride side by side in the morning on our bicycles
Never even spoken or faced each other
But on the last hill we'd race each other
When we reached the racks we'd each go our own way
I wasn't in his classes, I didn't know his name
When we finally got to speak he just stared at his feet
And mumbled a sentence that ended with 'James'
I was young and caught in the crowd
I didn't know then what I know now
I was dumb, and I was proud
And I'm sorry
If I could go back do it again
I'd be someone you could call friend
Please please believe that I'm sorry
Well he was quite a big guy, kinda shy and quiet
When the kids called him weird he didn't try to deny it
Every lunchtime he'd spend walking by himself
Round the boundary of the grounds til he heard the bell
Well one day I found him, joined him on his walk
We were silent for a while until we started to talk
I told him my family were fighting in court
He said his step-dad and him always fought
We talked about music he was into punk
Told me all the bands that I liked were junk
I said I'd never heard the songs the sex pistols sang
I laughed back at him and then the bell rang
I was young and caught in the crowd
I didn't know then what I know now
I was dumb, and I was proud
And I'm sorry
If I could go back do it again
I'd be someone you could call friend
Please please believe that I'm sorry
It was after school in the afternoon
The corridors were crowded as we came out of the rooms
Three guys I knew pushed him into the cement
Threw away his bag and said he had no friends
He yelled that he did and he looked around
Tried getting up but they pushed him on down
That's when he saw me, called out my name
And I turned my back, and just walked away
I was young and caught in the crowd
I didn't know then what I know now
I was dumb, and I was proud
And I'm sorry
If I could go back do it again
I'd be someone you could call friend
Please please believe that I'm sorry
Please please believe that I'm sorry!
mandag 31. mai 2010
17 mai i sydney
alle mannfolka hoppa, utenom amerikaneren som ikke forstod et ord av det vi sa. "på en to tre hopper dere. 1 -2 -3!" hahaha. epic bilde da!
barneleker må man jo selvfølgelig ha: sekkeløp og potetløp. koooselig.
starbucks på 17mai kan vel ingen si nei til;)
russ! wei.
3 av mine favorittmennesker. fytti så bra!
17 mai i sydney var helt fantastisk og er en opplevelse vi sent kommer til å glemme. Jeg tror aldri jeg har sett så mye entusiasme når det kommer til 17 mai, og det er sant det de sier; at det er i utlandet norskblodet virkelig kommer fram.. merker en rar glede hver gang noen drar fram noe norsk. enten det er brunost, melkesjokolade, vafler eller norsk flagg. haha.