Hi again! So, christmas, eh? It's probably the most commercial religious holiday I've ever seen. Everyone loves christmas, so it has to be good, right? Let's start out with a few facts:
1. 24th of December is NOT the birthdate of the historical person known as Jesus. It was however around 24th that the sun started turning. The exact date is actually 21st, or 22th December (or June, depending on which hemisphere of the world you are), and was a date celebrated by what some might call 'vikings'. The reason they say that christmas is at 24/25th of December is that when they were converting people from believing in Norse Mythology to Christianity, they were celebrating 'Jól', which it's still called in Norwegian; Jul.
2. It's all about money. Money, money, money. Spend, spend, spend. I used to be a bit disappointed when I got home-made presents when I was younger, but I see the value of it now. Christmas, as they say, is a time for sharing, and I believe it's a nicer gesture to share something you've made yourself than something you bought from a gift store or something. That being said, I still want a new guitar-amp for christmas, and that's a second problem: People often wish for things you cannot make yourself. Electronics, jewelery, whatchamacallit. People tend to get a bit disappointed if they do not get what they wished for, and is exactly why people continue to spend, even if they'd rather not. It's about spreading happiness. They used to say that happiness cannot be bought, but I think it can - not literally, of course, but through presents. And is there a man on earth who doesn't like the feel of a hard present?
3. I wish I could figure out a third point, but I can't afford coffee at the moment.
So, there you have it. I don't really know why I just wrote that, but I feel that I needs to be said. Now that it's done, I can rant a bit about my current situation.
I'm sitting outside a classroom where some friends of mine are having a math test as we speak. Scratch that; as I speak. Anyway, the reason I'm just sitting here is that I have over two more hours to kill until we're having STARB, which basically is free time as well. I don't think I've said this before, but all this free time is boring the heck outta me. I hope they're done with the test soon, 'cause this floor is getting reeeeaaally uncomfy.
Oh, oh! I just remembered! I need to ask whoever's reading; Do you have a cool name for a band that we can use? 'Cause I'm completely empty, and I'm usually full of such names!
So, answer the question if you'd like, or just comment! It doesn't matter who you are, where you're from or whatever! If you read, comment to let us know we don't write in vain! Yeah, I know I sound desperate. Sorry about that. Heheh..!
Oh, and a picture says more than a thousand words, so here you go!
So, here we go. Again. Yes, yes, I know I've said it before, "I'll try to bring this blog back on its feet!" This time I mean it. Sort of. Okay, I honestly have no idea what I'm doing here, so I'll just tell you a bit about what has happened lately. Today during gym-class, I got stopped by some dude in a bmw z3. He ran towards me and said something along the lines of "OMG DUDE U LOOK JUST LIEK A GUY I NO, I NEDZ A PICTUAR!". Yeah. Shocked as I was, I couldn't get myself to say anything else than "Sure, man". I have no idea what the heck he was going to use that picture for, but he was laughing in this mocking, creepy way while getting back in the car. That's always a good sign, right?
Also, during norwegian-class this day, Andreas, among a lot of people including myself, read his adventure-essay to the class. Containing words such as "hoffsjokoladekakebakermedarbeiderassistentvikar" (meaning something along the lines of royal chocolate cake baker co-worker assistant vicar, I think), which in my head was quite funny. The story went that the protagonist (the hoffsjokoladekakebakermedarbeiderassistentvikar) lost a container of dark matter, and had to find it again.
Going a bit further back, I was at gamestop (a game shop) for my brother, and I saw a rather unusual game - Forklift Truck Simulator 2009. Yes, forklift truck. Simulator. Ever wondered how it's like to drive a forklift truck? Then this is your answer! And here's the funny part: They say it's pretty good. They even use it to educate forklift truck-drivers! Now, that's pretty decent if you ask me! I wonder if they have a Cleaning School Facilities Simulator 2009? I'd love to try that! Or maybe Lawn-Mower Simulator 2009? Construction Worker Simulator 2009? Window Dresser Simulator 2009?
This is probably too stupid to be funny, but hey! At least it's a post, right?
ember boy band. They've been around as a group for ten years now (yes, ten years, that means they're getting old), and are still as popular in Japan as ever.So, here I am once again to bring you random bullshit that you've... seen before? "This can't be right!" You may think, when I tell you that Goku's power level is over 9000, OR when I tell you that I'm gonna repost my first blogpost ever. New readers may not have read this, that's why I'm doing this. Feel free to flame me for lack of originality:
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(More or less copied from another small blog I've written.)
People, eh?
Have you noticed all the XXXXL wearing, gangsta-rap listening, bling covered "gangsters" with no taste of music whatsoever? I sure have, and I'm telling you all: I am sick of them already! These are worse than the wannabe emos (no offence to you real emo people out there, I still respect you)! At least those guys SHUT THE HELL UP about cred and style and pimpin'!
And what the friggin' hell is up with them "hanging out" outside convenience stores? I mean, allright: I'd get it if they hung outside a "Session" store, or even some music store (though I wouldn't call THAT music), but a convenience store? Come on! Is it THAT cool to hang out at the same store that sells whole-grain flour and canned beans? Picture this scenario: four gangstas are sitting outside a store discussing plaque removing toothpaste and boiled ham. All of a sudden, a fifth member runs towards them while yelling: "Yoooo! What's up in the hood, gangstas!? The fuckin' price of fuckin' oranges has gone fuckin' down by 2 cents per fuckin' kilo, and they just got a new stock of mothafuckin' whole-grain cereal which supposedly removes stomach ache! WHAT THE FUCK ARE WE WAITING FOR?!" Would they all run as fast as their baggy pants could carry them for some oranges and whole-grain cereal? Would they raise their fists in epic triumph as they walk out of the store as champions of the tomatosauce of justice, while high-five'ing eachother?
Well, probably not. I'll write some more when I feel like it. Cheerio!
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And that was my first post here. If you'd like me to write more stuff like this, pass me some ideas! I wantz them!
Candidate B is Winston Churchill.
Candidate C is Adolf Hitler.
Obviously we have readers. It's a new thing for me. When I read some comments and recieved feedback from both real-life friends, and friends that I know over the great waves of the internet, I was shocked. Really, I didn't know we had more than 1 or 2 readers other than us bloggers. Suddenly we have more. And they want exactly that. More. I will now obey.
So.. *Thinks of something to write*
Yah! I heard from a friend that a girl we both knew from junior high (I mixed something up, and somehow figured she was in our class there. I was painfully wrong, but the error is now corrected for your viewing pleasure!) is preggers. 20 weeks into the thing, with a boyfriend that she's been with for like 6 months or something. What's up with teenage pregnancy in general, anyways? Sure, it's a touchy subject, but let's face it: IT'S NOT HOT OR COOL!! In fact, people are more compelled to feel sorry for you, or even be ashamed! Seriously!
Reason 1: Money. You'll have to leech money from parents, grandparents, uncles, aunts, cousins, neighbors, the mailman and the neighbors' pets just to get enough cash to effin' GET BY! Sure, I haven't done THAT much research, but from what I've heard and read, it costs a LOT to have a baby.
Reason 2: What about the friggin' baby? Ya' think it'll go "Yay! I'm glad my parents are under 20, who needs care anyway? I'll manage by myself and these silly grandparents who can't remember for squat!" It's so egoistic! Here this 17 year old chick goes "Oh, happy tiemz with mah baby and shiet! I can just slack off and do nothing, I'll never be unhappy again as long as I have a bebeh!" What BULLSHIT! That's why I'm for legal abortion! It pisses me off that someone can be so stupid!
Reason 3: It's stupid, egoistic and childish! Did I mention that already? Why, yes I did. But I have to mention it again. We don't live in the 1800's anymore. We don't need to be parents in an age of under 20 just to see our spawn grow up and live. We have healthcare! Why on earth can't you wait until you're done with your education? At least until you're old enough to VOTE! That's right, these people have babies before they are allowed to vote. It's pretty insane, yeah?
So, if you have enough cash, or at least your parents have, and you know that both of you will care and cherish the kid; Go ahead! Have a baby! Have several! But when you out of nowhere show up and say "I'm 20 weeks pregnant, and I've known the father for 26 of them <333",>
Soooo, I've let off some steam there. Sorry if the post is a bit edgy, feel free to leave a comment, either you're pissed or you agree. I'll be more funny and less serious next time!
(This post had no content before - now it haz! WOOOP!)
Heya peeps! Long time no see, I guess.
I've cut my hair. And it looks a bit strange in my honest opinion, when it's curled. I've straightened it though, just to see how it looks like, and it's about 2 cm shorter on the left side than the right. Bummer! And I didn't even get to choose how much I wanted to chop of either.
The hairdresser (who actually spoke english, 'cause she was from Somewhere-land) just said "THIZ iz too long!", and before I could say "Well, yeah, but I kinda like it long" (NO, don't go there, Ink!), she chopped off around half of the length. And before I could say "...Okay, at least I want it kinda long in the front!" she chopped off that as well. "You zay somethink?" And I just shut my mouth and said that it was nothing at all. She was a bit strange.
Anyways, I'm back at Skeisvang (AKA Spacewang), and my subjects kick ass! IT (no, not it, but eye-tee) is awesome. We're learning how to make flash animations and short movies, which I'm gonna make billions from. Yes, I can decide if I make billions or not (IN MY MIND)! Then there's sociology and socialantropology. It seems a bit heavy when you look at the name of the subject, but from what we've bene told by the teachers, it's another slack-subject! And finally we have international english (just english from now on). Now, english used to be my favourite subject, but IT wins here. The reason is that english is just too - how should I say this - school-esque. We've only had one class of english, but from the looks of it, it's one of those "Sit down. Shut up. Read. When you're done reading, do some tasks. If you're done with the tasks, you'll be rewarded with a hot date with Wigard and some lube."
Overall, it seems more fun than last year. The only issue is the gap between the subjects on thursdays. Almost 3 hours of sparetime. It seems like a fun break, but 3 hours might become a bit too much. And there's nowhere to sit comfortably at the school. Sure, I can sit in the lobby or whatever ya' call it, but it's kinda, I don't know - non-private, if you know what I'm saying. And it seems a bit wierd if you sit there for almost 3 hours.
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So, how have you all been? So far I've had a pretty chilled out holiday. I haven't done much worth telling you about, other than what Ink already mentioned.
Basically I'm overjoyed by the fact that I won't have to go to school until wednesday and friday for turning in my books and get my grades. Hopefully they're good enough for me to get back to Skeisvang.
Anyways, I've been listening to a lot of music lately, and as nice as Spotify are, they added Epitaph to their list of studios that have agreed to put their artists on Spotify. And among those artists were Motion City Soundtrack, a pop-punk band from the US. I'm not very sure if many people agree with me here, but these guys are awesome, everything from the lead singer's hair (also, note the guitar; one of the best designs in the effin' world!), to the fact that they use a synth and sound awesome at the same time! And I run with an anti-synth policy! Here's a link!
Also: I don't think I mentioned it, but I got a 6 in english! WOO-FRIGGIN'-HOO! I am truly awesome. Okay, maybe not that last part, but still! Skeisvang was pretty much awesome compared to Håvåsen, even the teachers were better! Ink might disagree here though, I had more awesome teachers then her, HAH! She was an all-6 student in english, and then recieved a 5 for talking US-english. Ain't that BS? And, what's even more unbelievable: I FINISHED ALL MY REPORTS!
In 9 days, I'll be in Paris, and the day after that I'll be in Salou, in Spain. It'll be great! Gonna travel with a friend (you've might seen him spamming here, by the names "Tormod", "LOL" etc.), my brother, and my mom who will have the joy to pay for (almost) everything! Free vacations are pure win, eh?
That's all I have to report I think. Oh, there IS one more thing, but it's only for geeks like me who own a psp! I just got Crisis Core: Final Fantasy VII, and I tell you; IT IS AWESOME! I'm not gonna review it here, 'cause that'd seem a bit weird, so I'll end it here. Cyallaterz!1
Hello there, people in internet-land! I'm pretty bored right now, and I won't bother you with a long an serious-cat-ish post. Now, I know Ink had this idea before me, but hey! Why not?
Sooo; I want you to ask me questions, if you want to of course, about anything at all! I will answer them, no matter how strange they might be! HAVE AT THEE, SWABS!
(Oh, and the picture has nothing relevant to do with questions. Just so you know.)
I started drawing again, yesterday. I've never been especially good at it, but hey! It's usually pretty amusing anyway (apart from right now, my arm hurts)! And I found out some things: Rinoa is damn hard to draw! Maybe it's because I had pains in my arm when I tried to draw her, but meh! I also found out that I can't draw mouths and noses. I suck at it, big-time! I also managed to (mildly) fudge Cloud's hair up, thanks to the spiky-ness. Maybe I shouldn't have shared it, but I guess I want your opinion on it!So, for now, I have TWO questions for ya!
1: Do you have anything constructive to say about mah drawingz?
2: Do you / have you ever drawn or painted? If so, please share your artistic works!
(Also, in case you wondered: All the names I've mentioned are from Final Fantasy-games. Yeah, I know, I r teh nurdzor!)
The title says it all. The haters who surf the waves of the world wide web are strange. VERY strange. I saw one of them today, commenting on a YouTube video. It was a live performance by Billy Talent, a Canadian rockband, playing the song Surrender. Sure, I couldn't read his first comment, 'cause it was downrated by 8, but at least I could read the 6 or 7 answers. The answers were pretty reasoned, but the one who commented the first post - DUDE!
Seriously; I have almost never, ever seen such aggressiveness at a YouTube video. He was complaining about how everyone who posted answers were gay (which is a common thing to say online, in case you live under a pile of mud), and how they were trying to hide it. He also mentioned, when someone mentioned that he didn't know anything about the band, that he grew up at the same time, in the same place as them, and that he knew everything there was to know about the band. According to himself, they threw paperclips (as in those small, sharp metal objects used to keep several pieces of paper together) at them in high school, during a talent show, because they sucked, and how they were such wimps because they didn't act as they "should have done". That last part was probably pointing at the text of the song, 'cause it goes "I never had the nerve to ask, has my moment come and passed?".
Okay, I'll break down my opinion on this.
1: If he hates Billy Talent, and knew that he did, why does he even bother to comment, or even watch the video? Silly man...
2: He claims that he is as old as the members of the band, or at least pretty close. That means that he is around 30-35 years old. Wouldn't a man in that age act more maturely than shouting "gay!" at people, and proudly boasting about tossing office-equipment at a band?
3: He accuses them (or maybe just Ben, the singer/songwriter) of being wimps, because the song is about Ben not asking a girl out because they are close friends. (Sure, I could write half a book about the different aspects and the use of metaphores, but I'll shorten it to that.) By the way the hater communicates, it seems as if he would approach the situation by either messing up the long friendship, or just force the poor girl.
Now, I know that I haven't experienced the hardship of life, and that I know everything, BUT I know that our hater-friend, here, is acting as the usual interwebz-troll. Please, oh pretty please, dear friends: do not hate when you are online. There are just 2 important rules then:
PEACE
AND
LOVE
On a more serious note: Please don't be a fucknut.
Over and out.
You've probably heard a song once, and thought "Hey, I think I - No, I don't understand it..." Well, people who think that I'm talking about the meaning of a song; Meet Ink!
She listens to a lot of Asian music. And she knows less than 100 words in various Asian languages. That means that she ain't understanding jack shit of some of the songs. Like a song she showed me today, in math class. It was really fluffy and pink and cute and rainbowy (twinkly background-music when I describe this)! Yesterday she found out what the lyrics meant. Wanna guess?
Alright, one paragraph of guessing should do. The lyrics went "The secret place between your thighs!" Mmmm, ain't that fluffy and pink and cute and rainbowy? It reminds me of the time during a summer, long ago, that my little brother walked around singing Turbonegro's "I've got Erection" without knowing what it meant.
Also, one question to you readers out there: Do you exist? 'Cause it doesn't seem that way! Morten claimed we had around 50 or 60 (can't remember) readers on a daily basis. Now, I ask myself the question: What's the chance that all of the 50-60 readers there are lurkers? ALL of them? It's not likely at all. So I'm gonna say that it was a wizard who did it. Prove me wrong by commenting!
*Deep shouting voice* I am NOT PREPARED! For the english exam that is. It's not really an exam, more of a test of sorts, but the tasks are all taken from an exam. So yeah, I'll call it a bloody exam.
Gah! It's so dull and boring! I was kicking ass with my guitar (mildly exagurated) when my dad ordered me to read for the exam. I mean, I wanna get a good grade and all, but I don't want to friggin' DIE from boredom! I'm supposed to find examples from news, litterature and/or films about one or more of the following areas:
*International events
*Social issues
*Working-life issues and the presentation of workers
So that's all jolly good.
Math today was interesting. Ink got several text-messages from a friend (at least I THINK they're friends) who was watching a Thai vampire movie. She mentioned something about being in the "biting-mood". Ink has such normal friends.
We also discussed the old class for a while. WE WANT A REUNION, DAMMIT!
Also, I kept my promise. About one year ago, after a class-party (is that really what it's called?) I made a promise to a friend which I really didn't know THAT well tbh, that I'd stay in touch. I don't think that I talked to her (in real life, or via an IM) until today. Sure, it was like twenty words or so, 'cause she had to go walk the dog (that's what she said anyways), but I kept it! I kept the promise, even if I didn't stay in touch for seven months. Oh wait, that means I broke the promise.
Hmm... I was so satisfied with myself for keeping that promise. Now I'll probably go into a self-destructive state of emotional madness, ending with me becoming completely mad.
Or not.
Also, I spilled iced coffee on myself today. It was a rather unpleasant experience. Now I have a brown-ish stain on my pants. It looks splendidelyicous!
I think I should start reading for that english soon.
And here's a video of a singing korean guy. His karaoke-skills are epic.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G7oGx2dImE8
Soooo, here I am. Again. And I don't have anything useful to say. AGAIN.
Right now I'm sitting in the guest-bed in the guest-bedroom. I'm chatting with a few people on the VEEERY reliable MSN. Andreas reminds me that I've been lazy with the blogging. Can't say I haven't. However: Currently I feel the primal urge to blog, but I can't think of anything remotely cool to type. As usual.
And I've got this Kamelot song stuck in my head as well. One of their balads, "Don't you cry". It's kinda annoying, yet a bit relaxing.
Yeah.
So, I've been doing some thinking. A lot of thinking. Thinking about many different things. About the state of the world we live in. About life and death. Hate and love. Salt and sweet. About how many Chuck Norris-jokes there are. And about finally writing a goddamn blogpost with real content.
That last part is NOT going to happen.
Anyways, my easter has been pretty chilly (not temperature-wise), alot of yummie-food and good moments with people. My cousin told me about a swedish band called Backyard Babies. I spent two minutes trying to figure out the intro riff for their song "Minus Celcius" (which kicks ass). I gave up and tried to play "Sweet Child of mine" by Guns. That made me realize that I suck at playing the guitar.
*thinking of something to write*
Oh, yeah! Me, my brother and Tormod played Monopoly today! It was completely lame, Tormod kept going to the same street over and over, which led to him paying his 50 000 kr to my brother. Other than that, it was the most boring experience I've had in a long time. Seriously, the one who invented Monopoly must have been out of his/her mind.
"Hey, let's take capitalism which causes one side to become extremely rich, and one side to become extremely poor, put in on a piece cardboard, involve dices which people hate anyway, and include several players so that the game can evolve into a seven-way war between them wannabe capitalists! I'll be rich in a second"
Damn capitalists...
I'm falling asleep now! I'm getting spammed by Andreas' "Conversation-starters" via his Meebo thingy or whatever. I even have a slight headache. And I'm pretty hungry.
I'm gonna go to bed and listen to Kamelot now (dunno why, really). Cya all laetrz!
(note: this post was made during the night. The poster may not have been aware of how lame his statements are/were or how random they may be/are/were)
/puke. Seriously. We made fluids which were supposed to smell lovely in the chemistry class today (called "estere" in plural in norwegian, can't remember the english name for it. Gonna call 'em esthers from now on). They DO smell quite good though IF they aren't in the same room as other esthers. Which they of course were. Damn, 7 groups of students, each making different esthers. Needless to say: The smell was horrible. And now the smell is stuck in my clothes. OH JOY! Now I walk around smelling a mix of kind-of-ish-apple, puke, dead rats, living rats with hygiene-problems, rotten wood, heart-medicines, horseshit and a hint of green peppers. It's sickening, really.
What's good though, is that I sorta managed to get through this week without dying. I'm so awesome! And I think I'm going to Øyafestivalen, a musicfestival in Oslo this summer. Rise Against and Arctic Monkeys (and alot of other awesome bands) will play there! Unfortunately not on the same day, but hey! RISE AGAIIIIINST!!! WOOOOH! It'll be awesome. I might go there with 2 friends (though one of them ain't the biggest music fan, so I might have to nag on the poor dude for a while), festivals are kinda boring if you go alone.
Oh, and I still haven't seen Watchmen! *slaps self* Dang, wonder if it still runs...
I think that's all I have on my mind right now (apart from that which is neither funny, nor interesting). I'm off, see you all later! *Zwoosh*
I need to start doing my homework. Or well, not homework really. More like reports. Science reports to be precise. Anyways, I slacked a few times (note: few = seven), and now the school's computer-system is nagging me to death! Jeez, I have seven uncompleted reports? Well, thank you very much for notifying me, Detective Dipshit! Gah! And I'm too lazy to do them. I'm just glad that I won't have science next year.
That is IF I get back into this school. Yeah, my grades have been dropping. Severely. My science grade has gone down from a 4 to a 3 (1 being the lowest, 6 being the highest). My english might get knocked away from the golden 6, to a not-as-golden 5. My spanish grade will probably drop as well. All the hardcore shit is happening NOW, when it counts. That's some damn fancy timin'!
But I'm not ONLY going downwards. My gym grade will probably go up thanks to the basketball part of the gym-subject. I've got a good feeling about the last geography test. And, uhhm... That's about it.
I'll totally /wrists (note: I won't, it's just a saying) if I can't get back to this place. Skeisvang is just THE place to study 'n stuff. Good teachers, awesome students (though not more awesome than 10e, 07/08) and classes where we get to slack without anyone caring. Pluss, math doesn't suck as much as before. ...Okay, that's a lie.
Anyways, sorry for the waiting time and for the kinda short and serious post. I'll be more random (and probably more funny) in the next one. See y'all later!
Rediscovering great bands and artists. This week, I've fallen in love with several bands all over again. David Bowie, the Beatles, AFI, Placebo, Kaizers Orchestra... All in all, I'm a very happy camper at the moment.
(I know that the spacing is fucked, sorry).
I'm telling you. Vista is the first step towards our own self-destruction. Seriously. It defies every single command I type. And it grows more and more intelligent. You see, microsoft are the new world threat. Few are aware of this, but within 200 years, microsoft will have total WORLD DOMINATION! And if you don't believe me, check the error box I got when I tried to move a file. It's all true. Technology seems to fail me these days. First iTunes and partially Winamp, then my Creative, and now Vista (has always failed, in case you didn't notice).
Man, what wouldn't I give to be in the stone age now! No technology except from some wooden scissors and sticks, AND: I wouldn't have to study math now...
Yes, I'd rather eat raw meat, wear nothing, say "Gnuughnnngn!", beat hairy elephants with wooden sticks and being trampled by the same creatures than having math now. As you've probably guessed, I don't like math.
Well, there is one advantage about math class. The teachers don't care what we do, AS LONG as we stay the fuck away from our laptops. Really. These math teachers hate computers. And they love their calculators. I have one of those. A Texas Industries-84 plus (which costed me around 140$. Yeah). It even has a backup battery, how rad ain't that!? Now I won't have to fear the math gangs in the city, the ones that walk around, targeting vulnerable people. They walk up to the poor people with their logic-powered chainsaws, and ask them the following question: "What's the square root of 492.68, mothafucka!?" I could just pull my TI-84+ out from my utility belt, and voilá!
Anyways, math was kinda odd. Ink told me that she had taken one of those "how gay are you" tests on the interwebz, with results ranging from 1 to 6, 1 being straight, 3 being bi and 6 being gay. She ended up with a 5!
Many of those tests ARE pretty lame though. I took one of those "What kind of music is the best for you?" tests, and I ended up with 56% pop and 44% classical. THAT'S what I call lame. Ink, I tell you. It's better to be an almost-lesbian on the internet than a guy who apparently loves classical and pop!
Also, I was supposed to buy a new pair of pants today. Didn't happen.
And, uhuuuhm.. I have nothing else to write about, sorry guys! Cheerio!
During the 3 hour long math class today (ARGH, 3 FRIGGIN' HOURS!!) something very weird happened. In an attempt to make us like math, the math teacher (who looks like a paedophile) wrote this on the blackboard: "MATH IS FUN!" followed by a drawing similar face to the one at the left top of the text. I made a comparison just to show you. The math teacher was smiling in the EXACTLY same way as the drawing, it was shit-scary! I was on the verge of running out of the room in fear of being converted. For a second there, I WANTED to do some probability calculations JUST FOR THE FUN OF IT!
Fortunately, I still hate math. I still get slightly sick when I see an X combined with random numbers divided by something.
The math class is over now, 40 mins left 'till english. Then we're off! While I'm writing this, I'm drinking fanta and eating cookies! MUAHAHAHA! So before I stop writing this lame shait, I'm just gonna give you some advise.
MATH IS LUV!!
or not
also,
YOUR MOM!!
There. See y'all later!
ps: sorry for the extreme randomness, I'll write something better next time.
So anyways, I downloaded winamp a few days ago, and it has been working great! It's faster than iTunes, it uses less memory, and there's even an internet browser included in the download.
Do I sound like a salesman? Maybe I do, but fear not: I will talk some trash about it now!
So yeah, it used to work great untill just now. It was about midway through a playlist consisting of Bloc Party's "Silent Alarm" album, and Rise Against's "Appeal to Reason", "The Sufferer and the Witness" and "Siren Song of the Counter Culture". When it started playing the first RA song, I wanted to listen to some Bloc Party. Naturally I double-clicked the first song, and guess what it does? It skips all the Bloc Party songs, and starts again at RA. "OK," I think. "Probably just a small bug. I'll just restart this thing." So I did. And it does the same. Again!
I'm getting visibly more annoyed with the program. I reboot my laptop. I'm thinking that it will solve everything, Rebooting is my religion. But what happens when I open Winamp and try to start the song? Yeah, it fucks it up AGAIN! MAN, am I annoyed now! I'm at the verge of starting iTunes now! I'm just lucky that it can still play RA. Please Winamp! Don't fuck that up as well!
I would have to use iTunes then, which (if I want my battery to last) makes my computer slower than the speed of growing grass. When I have iTunes running, I can watch a movie, and you know what the fun part is? EVERYTHING runs in slow-motion. It gets a bit wierd, 'cause the sound is playing at normal speed. It kinda wrecks the storyline when the main dude is eating dinner with some chick, while the sound goes "NOOOO! BAAAABIIIIII! (yeah, that's how you yell "Bobby" in a dramatic way) DON'T DIE ON ME NAAAAO!" So yeah, so much for iTunes.
Argh! The lack of music is driving me crazy!
This is madness!
THIS
IS
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(More or less copied from another small blog I've written.)
People, eh?
Have you noticed all the XXXXL wearing, gangsta-rap listening, bling covered "gangsters" with no taste of music whatsoever? I sure have, and I'm telling you all: I am sick of them already! These are worse than the wannabe emos (no offence to you real emo people out there, I still respect you)! At least those guys SHUT THE HELL UP about cred and style and pimpin'!
And what the friggin' hell is up with them "hanging out" outside convenience stores? I mean, allright: I'd get it if they hung outside a "Session" store, or even some music store (though I wouldn't call THAT music), but a convenience store? Come on! Is it THAT cool to hang out at the same store that sells whole-grain flour and canned beans? Picture this scenario: four gangstas are sitting outside a store discussing plaque removing toothpaste and boiled ham. All of a sudden, a fifth member runs towards them while yelling: "Yoooo! What's up in the hood, gangstas!? The fuckin' price of fuckin' oranges has gone fuckin' down by 2 cents per fuckin' kilo, and they just got a new stock of mothafuckin' whole-grain cereal which supposedly removes stomach ache! WHAT THE FUCK ARE WE WAITING FOR?!" Would they all run as fast as their baggy pants could carry them for some oranges and whole-grain cereal? Would they raise their fists in epic triumph as they walk out of the store as champions of the tomatosauce of justice, while high-five'ing eachother?
Well, probably not. I'll write some more when I feel like it. Cheerio!
