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Board Administrator Username: mjm Post Number: 4263 Registered: 11-1998 |
Honorable Mention Sretna New Godina, Frenki Frank Faust Sretna nova godina, Frenki, sretna nova. Happy New Year. What kind of year you did have in this one you finish now? Kako ye ti bilo, huh? Oh, izgleda da si - eh, looks like you have change you life altogether very big. You live alone, by self now, yes? Pa, ja isto, me too. Is not so bloody-bad, you know? Man can think better kad je on malo sam, when he is all alone for little bits. Woman is not everything, you know? When I first coming here to Australia was, alone I am for seven years. I am working, saving moneys, drink little bits when comes the Friday night. One packet cigaret-e, samo svaki drugi dan - only every second day. I am sam - alone man. Is very hard this, I am mladi covjek - a young man then, I am ready for zivot i zena - whole of life and for woman too, all both at same time, you know what I am saying? I am young. I look at this skippi boys I working with, they funny strange bastards, you know, sometimes they glup - stupid, sometimes ugly, like yuk, but every one can get girl. At time, we used to have the dances svaku subotu - on every Saturday night, in the hall. I am not too bad looking in these days and sometimes I ask this girls for dance, but, too much they laugh me in face. Ok, tako je, ja znam - eh, that is how it is, I understand this. Sometimes, those days, girl will look to me, Frenki boy, and I think she want to say, yes, let us dance, little bit, but she is with grupa - she is with her friends, and I can see she know her friends not agree is good idea to dance with me. So she look away, shake head, no, she don't want to dance. Ok. After seven year, I have money, little bits. I can buy house cream brick in Brun-es-wick, or in Santa Al-bans, maybe Keilor-r, you know. I am good now, ja mislim sam sebi - I think for myself, is time. Is time I find woman for me. But big question, where to find this woman, where to go look. Could be doma, u selo - back home in village, where girls all want to marry rich man from America, could be Philippines. Some men, same like me, they come with nothing, work like idiot, make money. Some of this men have gone to Philippines, come back with very nice girl, very good, already babies having, oh yes. Philippines is no worries, mate. Or, drugi put jedan - one more way, I could look at the girl childs from te nasi ljudi - eh, my peoples living here in Santa Al-bans, Keilor-r, Sunshine, you know. So I must do one these things. What to do. I tell you what happen, but first excuse me, I must go looking for dark place on fence for moment. You get more drinks, I finish story for you. Is beauty New Years eve, no? I be back, give me just minute jedan. ~ |
