А всё-таки я хотела бы жить в Канаде.

В штатах - вряд ли, а в Канаде - почему нет?

И это мысли не из-за погоды. Просто.



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Don't wanna be an American idiot.

Don't want a nation under the new mania.

And can you hear the sound of hysteria?

The subliminal mind fuck America.



Welcome to a new kind of tension.

All across the alienation.

Everything isn't meant to be okay.

Television dreams of tomorrow.

We're not the ones who're meant to follow.

For that's enough to argue.



Well maybe I'm the faggot America.

I'm not a part of a redneck agenda.

Now everybody do the propaganda.

And sing along in the age of paranoia.



Welcome to a new kind of tension.

All across the alienation.

Everything isn't meant to be okay.

Television dreams of tomorrow.

We're not the ones who're meant to follow.

For that's enough to argue.



Don't wanna be an American idiot.

One nation controlled by the media.

Information age of hysteria.

It's calling out to idiot America.



Welcome to a new kind of tension.

All across the alienation.

Everything isn't meant to be okay.

Television dreams of tomorrow.

We're not the ones who're meant to follow.

For that's enough to argue.

Lindsay Lohan

"Black Hole"



I found my box of letters lying on the ground

The ones you used to write me, before it all went down

I even got a papercut, trying to figure out

What to do with all these memories



And you're not who you used to be

And I wonder where you're gone



Have you fallen in a black hole?

Tumbling as a universe of missing stuff

What happened to the good times

What happened to the moments where we had so much

Where's the love?



Where's the love?



Remember all those hours laughing on the floor

Those days ain't doing nothing feel like nothing did before

i don't need those sneakers or that money after all

I'll trade them for old message you've called



Cuz it's not how we used to feel

And I wonder what went wrong...



Have you fallen in a black hole?

Tumbling as a universe of missing stuff

What happened to the good times

What happened to the moments where we had so much

Where's the love?

I wanna go there



And I wanna know where

everything that meant something to me is all



I found a box of letters, used to make me smile

but now feel so lonely...



Have you fallen in a black hole?

Tumbled as a universe of missing stuff

What happened to the good times

What happened to the moments where we had so much

A black hole

Tumbling as a universe of missing stuff

What happened to the good times

What happened to the moments where we had so much

Where's the love?



Where's the love?



Where's the love?



Where's the love?



Where's the love...



Has it fallen in a black hole?



Have you fallen in a black hole?

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фотки из матлагеря. Часть первая. Мы.

Я

1.ФОтка, которая мне нравится.



2.Ещё одна фотка, которую мне не хочется разорвать в клочки)



3.Я с собакой))



4.Горячий шоколад - главный съедобный атрибут матлагеря.







Я +

1.Я и Даня.



2.Ещё я и Даня



3.Последние я и Даня



4.Я и Шандос



5.И ещё я и Шандос + его барабанные палочки



6.Я, Данька и Катя Самолис. Фотка мною обожаема за Данино выражение лица. А вот меня бы лучше там не было.



7.Я и Оля, причем я в половине костюма несчастного Степашки)







НЕ Я

1.Две мои лучшие подруги в кан-кане)



2.Катя Самолис демонстирут Оксанину неординарную причёску



3.Шандос в своей стихии



4.Настя в своей стихии



5.Даня в своей стихии



6.Еф)



7.Димка с моим произведением искусства на голове

Я предупреждала не делать идиотского выржаения лица!!



8.Макс, который упорно отказывался фотографироваться.



9.Вовка

парень, не страдающий комплексом неполноценности и не отворачивающийся от камеры)



10.Моя лучшая подруга, прямо перед отъедом. И так каждую ночь, на самом деле))







P.S.Я вас лю))

Спасибо за незабываемый лагерь!))