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vrijdag 3 april 2009 om 13:29
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh, heerlijk zeg, zo'n buitenlocatie met een broodje zalm erbij.
Ook heerlijk weer om te scooteren. Gewoon jammer dat jongste met de taxi naar huis komt.
Qua emigreren: België is al ver genoeg, daar is thuisonderwijs gewoon legaal.
Ook heerlijk weer om te scooteren. Gewoon jammer dat jongste met de taxi naar huis komt.
Qua emigreren: België is al ver genoeg, daar is thuisonderwijs gewoon legaal.
Sorry I hurt your feelings when I called you stupid. I thought you knew.
vrijdag 3 april 2009 om 16:15
@Hel:
In België is thuisONDERWIJS legaal hè: 't kind moet wel onderwijs volgen. In NL is leerplicht (wat in de praktijk neerkomt op schoolplicht), maar als je om de een of andere reden vrijstelling hebt van de leerplicht, dan kijkt er niemand of je kind nog wel wat leert.
Niet dat het verder boeit, ik vind België te ver weg, maar ff voor het idee.
Kopje thee.
In België is thuisONDERWIJS legaal hè: 't kind moet wel onderwijs volgen. In NL is leerplicht (wat in de praktijk neerkomt op schoolplicht), maar als je om de een of andere reden vrijstelling hebt van de leerplicht, dan kijkt er niemand of je kind nog wel wat leert.
Niet dat het verder boeit, ik vind België te ver weg, maar ff voor het idee.
Kopje thee.
Sorry I hurt your feelings when I called you stupid. I thought you knew.
zaterdag 4 april 2009 om 10:09
Wat trouwens wel heel fijn is, is dat het volgens de buienradar niet regent hier. De druppeltjes zijn denk ik te klein voor de satelliet om ze te zien. Dus correctie: het regent hier niet, er komen hier wel heel veel watermoleculen uit de lucht vallen.
Pffffffffffft, ik moet wat gaan doen. Boodschappen bijv. Doeiiiiiiiiiii.
Pffffffffffft, ik moet wat gaan doen. Boodschappen bijv. Doeiiiiiiiiiii.
Sorry I hurt your feelings when I called you stupid. I thought you knew.
zaterdag 4 april 2009 om 12:41
zaterdag 4 april 2009 om 23:06
Ff een heeeeeel mooi liedje....
Sitting here wasted and wounded
At this old piano
Trying hard to capture
The moment this morning I don`t know
`Couse a bottle of vodka`s
Still lodged in my head
And some blond gave me nightmares
I think that she`s still in my bed
As I dream about movies
They won`t make of me when I`m dead
With an ironcast fist I wake up
And french kiss the morning
While some marching band keeps
It`s own beat in my head while we`re talking
About all of the things
That I long to believe
About love and the truth
And what you mean to me
And the truth is
Baby you`re all that I need
I want to lay you down on a bed of roses
For tonight I sleep on a bed of nails
I want to be just as close as
The holy ghost is
And lay you down on a bed of roses
Well I`m so far away
That each step that I take is on my way home
A king`s ransom in dimes I`d give each night
Just to see trough this payphone
Still I run out of time
Or it`s hard to get through
Till the bird on the wire
Flies me back to you
I`ll just close my eyes
And whisper baby blind love is true
I want to lay you down......
The hotel bar hangover whiskey`s gone dry
The barkeeper`s wig`s crooked
And she`s giving me the eye
I might have said yeah
But I laughed so hard I think I died
[SOLO]
Now as you close your eyes
Know I`ll be thinking about you
While my mistress she calls me
To stand in her spotlight again
Tonight I won`t be alone
But you know that don`t mean I`m not lonely
I`ve got nothing to prove
For it`s you that I`d die to defend
I want to lay you down.....
Sitting here wasted and wounded
At this old piano
Trying hard to capture
The moment this morning I don`t know
`Couse a bottle of vodka`s
Still lodged in my head
And some blond gave me nightmares
I think that she`s still in my bed
As I dream about movies
They won`t make of me when I`m dead
With an ironcast fist I wake up
And french kiss the morning
While some marching band keeps
It`s own beat in my head while we`re talking
About all of the things
That I long to believe
About love and the truth
And what you mean to me
And the truth is
Baby you`re all that I need
I want to lay you down on a bed of roses
For tonight I sleep on a bed of nails
I want to be just as close as
The holy ghost is
And lay you down on a bed of roses
Well I`m so far away
That each step that I take is on my way home
A king`s ransom in dimes I`d give each night
Just to see trough this payphone
Still I run out of time
Or it`s hard to get through
Till the bird on the wire
Flies me back to you
I`ll just close my eyes
And whisper baby blind love is true
I want to lay you down......
The hotel bar hangover whiskey`s gone dry
The barkeeper`s wig`s crooked
And she`s giving me the eye
I might have said yeah
But I laughed so hard I think I died
[SOLO]
Now as you close your eyes
Know I`ll be thinking about you
While my mistress she calls me
To stand in her spotlight again
Tonight I won`t be alone
But you know that don`t mean I`m not lonely
I`ve got nothing to prove
For it`s you that I`d die to defend
I want to lay you down.....
zondag 5 april 2009 om 09:36
Moggûh Barrers
Sunday morning rain is falling
Steal some covers share some skin
Clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable
You twist to fit the mold that I am in
But things just get so crazy
Living life gets hard to do
And I would gladly hit the road
Get up and go if I knew
That someday it would lead me back to you
That someday it would lead me back to you
That may be all I need
In darkness she is all I see
Come and rest your bones with me
Driving slow on Sunday morning
And I never want to leave
Fingers trace your every outline
Paint a picture with my hands
And back and forth we sway
Like branches in a storm
Change of weather
Still together when it ends
That may be all I need
In darkness she is all I see
Come and rest your bones with me
Driving slow on Sunday morning
And I never want to leave
But things just get so crazy
Living life gets hard to do
Sunday morning rain is falling
And I'm calling out to you
Singing someday it will bring me back to you
Find a way to bring myself back home to you
You may not know
That may be all I need
In darkness she is all I see
Come and rest your bones with me
Driving slow on Sunday morning
Driving slow, yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah
Oh yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah
Oh yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah
Oh yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah
There's a flower in your hair
I'm a flower in your hair
Oh yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah
Oh yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah
Whoa, yeah
Sunday morning rain is falling
Steal some covers share some skin
Clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable
You twist to fit the mold that I am in
But things just get so crazy
Living life gets hard to do
And I would gladly hit the road
Get up and go if I knew
That someday it would lead me back to you
That someday it would lead me back to you
That may be all I need
In darkness she is all I see
Come and rest your bones with me
Driving slow on Sunday morning
And I never want to leave
Fingers trace your every outline
Paint a picture with my hands
And back and forth we sway
Like branches in a storm
Change of weather
Still together when it ends
That may be all I need
In darkness she is all I see
Come and rest your bones with me
Driving slow on Sunday morning
And I never want to leave
But things just get so crazy
Living life gets hard to do
Sunday morning rain is falling
And I'm calling out to you
Singing someday it will bring me back to you
Find a way to bring myself back home to you
You may not know
That may be all I need
In darkness she is all I see
Come and rest your bones with me
Driving slow on Sunday morning
Driving slow, yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah
Oh yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah
Oh yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah
Oh yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah
There's a flower in your hair
I'm a flower in your hair
Oh yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah
Oh yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah
Whoa, yeah
