Thursday, 31 January 2008

No, I Am Not A Real Man, Thank You Very Fucking Much

A while ago YKM told me about the e-mails she keeps getting. E-mails that offer her penis enlargement. I laughed.
And now fucking karma came to bite me in the ass.
Real men have large penises, are you a real man?
No, I am not. Fuck the fuck off. Jeez.

Wednesday, 30 January 2008

Visiting

I'm finally going to visit Maja in the hospital tomorrow. Wootwoo.
She apparently got much much better basically over night and is able to speak and read and eat anything she wants.
So OK, listen to this. About the reading part. She asked her parents to buy her this gossip mag, Story, today. And here's the best part: in today's issue there's a picture of ŽIVKO ANOČIĆ and a short article about the new play they're doing. WOOHOO! He's gonna be a cowboy! Oh he's so cute, I'm sure it'll cheer Maja up!
And she better get better so we can go to the theatre together again. Of course, when (and if!) the play comes to Osijek. But YAAY! To everything.

P.S. I took a pic of the pic in the mag. Yes, I am a looney. Gonna post it later. You know you wanna see it. *wink at BJ*

Tuesday, 29 January 2008

Tourist Tissue

WARNING: period TMI post
Carry on at your own risk.

I had an exam yadda yadda yadda and after I was done, I went to the bathroom. A suspicious reddish smudge made me think period is on its way, in fact, made me think the period is just about to start. Being padless, I put a paper tissue into my panties just in case, figured it'll hold a drop or two till I get home. I got out of the bathroom and out to the street and there I was, on my way to the train station when I felt something odd. I felt something moving. Something moving inside of my panties and up my ass. Yep, the tissue was on its way up, up and away. It kept climbing up until it was stuck to my back under my pantyhose. I rationed it wouldn't fall out in the middle of the street but it was such an incredibly weird feeling that I got to a store and picked up a shirt to try on as an excuse to go to the booth and get the tourist tissue the fuck out.
I also bought the shirt.
And I didn't get my period. Yet.

Friday, 25 January 2008

USB

As everyone knows, I'm not exactly a computer wiz. Sure, I make incredible get-well-cards in Paint but that's because I have an eye for colours and a steady hand and amazing artistic visions. But when it comes to technical computer stuff, I suck ass. (see: Haunted Computer)
About a week ago one of my USB ports broke. Yeah, OK, I know stuff don't just break, even though kids usually try to convince their parents that's exactly what happens to their toys. But they don't. So I'll admit that the webcam was plugged in and I may or may not have fallen off the chair and in the process of falling off I may or may not have kicked the plug with my foot and the hit that may or may not have taken place may have broken one of the USB ports. The plug just sorta fell out. Together with a little plastic piece of the USB port. I wasn't particularly happy about it, but I thought what the hell, I still have the second port working.
Obviously, I became very very careful when handling it. Plug it in slowly, plug it out slowly, CAREFUL! not to hit it with your foot... and still, a few days ago as I pulled the mp3's plug out the little plastic piece came out with it. MOTHERFUCKING FUCK!
Goodbye, sweet webcam, goodbye new music I was going to put into my mp3 in the future, goodbye transferring illegally obtained materials to my friends. Hello, misery of being without any of that, hello, horrific thought of breaking the news to my parents, and hello, begging for money for the new case.
So I put that off. And off. And off. And I googled cases and prices and suffered in silence, making my peace with useless webcam and useless mp3 and useless cellphone with a camera for I was no longer able to transfer pictures of my cat that no one wanted to see anyway first to my computer and then to my blog. Sad days those have been.
But... Yep, there's always a "but". Sometimes "but" is bad, but (AHA! there it is again!) not this time. Tonight I was informed that there are supposed to be two more USB ports IN THE BACK of the case. WHAT THE FUCK?! And I learn about that today?! Why? Why haven't anyone told me?! I SUFFERED! I WAS DYING ON INSIDE! I don't know any of you, people. And you call yourselves my friends. Pfft! NO MORE CAT PICTURES FOR YOU! HA!

And The Fucked Up Keeps On Coming

UPDATE: They say she'll be out in a few weeks. Most likely she'll have the time to make up with Uni stuff and all. So yaay.
Some of the girls went to inform the head of the English department about her accident and her reaction was exactly the same as of the rest of us: Maja?! Why do these things always happen to the best ones?!
Anyway, the word is that the driver drove through the red light and knocked her down and she hit her head on the curb. Fucking reckless driver. I hope he loses his license and I hope he pays a huuuge fine.
And I hope Maja's back with us soon. I need someone to go to the theatre with me! :)


Maja got hit by a car yesterday. Fucking reckless drivers.
She's in the hospital with a fractured skull. Fucking reckless drivers.
She bled through her ear. Good thing she has a punctured eardrum so the blood can come out. Fucking reckless drivers.
One minute you're laughing at a professor with someone and the next you get a phone call telling you she may or may not live to see the morning. Fucking reckless drivers.
She's gonna be in the hospital for a long time. The recovery won't be quick. Fucking reckless drivers.
But she's alive and she will be OK. Thank God.

And I made her a get well card using my fantabulous artistic skills. Yes, it's hard to believe but I did do it myself, with no help from my parents whatsoever.You can sign the card in the comments. And of course, prayers are always welcome. Thank you.

Tuesday, 22 January 2008

R.I.P.


Heath Ledger died.

I don't even know what to say. He was so talented, I'm sure he had a great career ahead of him. What a shame. R.I.P.

My favourite Heath Legder film is obviously "10 Things I Hate About You". I know it by heart, but I've written about it more than once, so I'm not gonna repeat myself. He'll be missed and if you pray, remember his baby daughter.

Monday, 21 January 2008

If College-Themed Porn Were Real

Situation One: The Naughty Student
Cindi, an attractive student with a large rack, walks up to the desk of her professor.
Porn:
Cindi: Is there anything I can do to raise this grade?
Professor: Some students do extra credit work.
Cindi: (has sex with him)
Reality:
Cindi: Is there anything I can do to raise this grade?
Professor: Some students do extra credit work.
Cindi: Like what?
Professor: A seven- to ten-page report about the economic principles behind trade rules in a Micronesian country of your choosing.
Cindi: Oh. That makes sense and is an appropriate extra credit assignment for the course.


Situation Two: The Hot Teacher
Paul, a student in his late twenties, walks up to the desk of his teacher, Professor Mandy, who has enormous breasts.
Porn:
Paul: You wanted to see me after class, professor?
Professor Mandy: Yes. I need to test your performance.
Paul: How?
Professor Mandy: (performs fellatio on Paul)
Reality:
Paul: You wanted to see me after class, professor?
Professor Mandy: Yes. I need to test your performance.
Paul: How?
Professor Mandy: A series of tests based on the material covered in this course.
Paul: Could I just have sex with you instead?
Professor Mandy: (sues Paul)


Situation Three: The Sorority
Between two and a half-dozen attractive coeds sit on a large bed, in nighties which barely contain their ample bosoms.
Porn:
Head Sorority Girl: Let's have a naked pillowfight!
Assistant Head Sorority Girl: And practice kissing!
Sorority Girls: (do those things)
Reality:
I kind of assume this is what actually happens in sororities.


Situation Four: The Curious Freshman
A very attractive freshman girl named Candi sits on a bed with her boyfriend, Brett. Did I mention that Candi has boobs the size of overripe grapefruit? She does.
Porn:
Brett: Let's try anal sex.
Candi: Okay.
Reality:
Brett: Let's try anal sex.
Candi: No.

Ha!

If you haven't read this research paper of mine cuz, let's face it, it's long and boring, you might wanna reconsider your decision now cuz I got an A! *doing nerdish happy dance* Ahahahaha, I was hoping for a D at best, since I wrote it the night before the due in like 2-3 hours, and I changed the subject along the way. Nope, it did not look good. But there you go, an A. Ha. If only I hadn't got a D at the partial exam... Oh well. I write. I don't study.

Sunday, 20 January 2008

I Blame Disney

A 10 year old boy died a few days ago. Why? Because he ate some chocolate. The chocolate contained hazelnuts to which he was apparently allergic. And he knew that. He knew he wasn't supposed to eat hazelnuts and so did his entire class. In fact, his classmates tried to stop him from eating it by reminding him, in case he's forgotten, about him being allergic to hazelnuts. But did he listen? No. He said his mother allowed him to eat them. Somehow, I doubt that. I highly doubt his mother said it was OK for him to eat something that might actually kill him. And it's not that he was only 10 years old and didn't know any better. If that was so, how did all the other kids know he shouldn't eat the chocolate? They are 10 as well. It's not that 10 year olds are unreasonable. It's just that they don't listen to their parents any more.
I watched The Little Mermaid today again. I'm sure you're familiar with the story: a stubborn teenage mermaid does what ever she wants, disobeys her father, almost causes the deaths of herself and her prince, and it all ends with a happy end. Right? Actually, wrong. That's not how the story originally ended. See, the original story, the one by Hans Christian Andersen, doesn't end with a happy end. The little mermaid doesn't get the love of her life nor is she allowed to go back to her family. No, she dies. She didn't listen to the older and the wiser and she died. Children were able to learn from that story back in the day. And what do they learn today? That no matter what they do, it's OK, there's a happy end awaiting. But that's just not how life is. I blame Disney for selling fairy tales to kids. Life is not a fairy tale. And sometimes, not even a fairy tale is a fairy tale.

Happy with what she's done? Not so much.

Saturday, 19 January 2008

Toast Making 101

My mother is unbelievable. I was making myself some toast and then, of course, she wanted some. (I cannot fucking believe that whenever I get something for myself to eat, someone else comes and wants the exact same thing. Of course, I have to make it since I'm like already there and shit.) So OK, I sliced 4 slices of bread for her and made the toast and left then she decides she wants more and I was like: Well you're obviously up from the bed now so you might as well make it yourself. so she did. And then I hear her yelling for me from the kitchen: Kristinaaaaaaaa! It's burning!! It's burning!!! So I go over there and duh!, it's burning cuz she sliced the bread too goddamn thick and it couldn't pop out. I mean really, how hard it is to slice the bread for toast? Apparently - very. So I'm like: What the hell? How did it even go in there? I shoved it, she said. No shit. And I'm supposed to dig it out? How exactly? Maybe it'll fall out if I turn it over, she said then. Yeah, you cannot pull it out, but it's gonna fall out on its own? Suuure, let's do that.
OK, let's get this straight: if the toast doesn't slip in, the odds of it falling out are pretty slim. Getting it out shouldn't involve none of the following: a spatula, a fork, a fork and a knife, a screwdriver and especially a hammer that I just saw my father bring in.
So what happened? As far as I know, the bread is still in the toaster. (Oh and before one of you Americans go all crazy about slicing the bread ourselves instead of buying already sliced kind: it's too damn expensive.) Guess none of us is gonna be having toast again any time soon. I can't believe I'm related to these people.

See? It's supposed to pop out! On its own! The popping out
should not involve any kind of tool!
Unless, of course, a tool shoves it in.

Friday, 18 January 2008

Fracture

I just saw Fracture. You know how there are films you really wanna see and then you finally get to and you're left with that feeling of disappointment and you think to yourself: Is that it? Ha. OK.
Well, this wasn't one of those, luckily. I really liked it. What can I say, I like me a trial story.
Ryan Gosling... My God. How awesome is he? In The Notebook you gotta love him cuz he's just... a man. A man you can love. And then here... He's just... How can I explain it? Real. Like, not a film character but a real guy, with real gestures and without witty comebacks to everything everyone has to say. There are times when he just goes OK. or Right. cuz there's nothing more he can say, he doesn't always outwit the other guy. And then when he leans his head on his hand or grabs his face with it... You know who else does that? Brad Pitt in Meet Joe Black and especially in Mexican. I like that. OK, I probably make little sense if any but maybe, just maybe you know what I mean. I like it when an actor makes a character seem alive and real. And Ryan Gosling certainly does.
Unlike Anthony Hopkins who just makes them creepy and waxy. Like wax statues. Oh and have you noticed how he never changes his accent? No matter who he plays, what nationality, what race *coughhumanstaincough*, his accent is always the same. That bugs me.
But yeah, Fracture I recommend. If you're into that type of films.

Thursday, 17 January 2008

I've Got...

... nothing of substance to write.

Wednesday, 16 January 2008

Watch Over You

Bel introduced me to the song that broke my heart and made me cry. Someone could be singing these words to me.

ALTER BRIDGE - Watch Over You

Leaves are on the ground
Fall has come
Blue skies turning grey
Like my love

I tried to carry you
And make you whole
But it was never enough
I must go

[Chorus]
Who is gonna save you
When I'm gone?
And who'll watch over you
When I'm gone?

You say you care for me
But hide it well
How can you love someone
And not yourself?

[Chorus]

And when I'm gone
Who will break your fall?
Who will you blame?

I can't go on
And let you lose it all
It's more than I can take
Who'll ease your pain?
Ease your pain

[Chorus:]
And Love is gonna save you
When I'm gone.
And I'll watch over you.
And I will give you strength
When you're not strong.
Who'll watch over you,
When I've gone away?

Snow is on the ground
Winters come
You long to hear my voice
But I'm long gone

To those who tried and failed: it wasn't your fault. I'm sorry.

In The News


Yesterday was in Darda, my little countryside village with the population of about 6000, found 65kg of heroin. HEROIN! It's insane! There was this truck that was allegedly carrying oranges from Turkey, 9 tons of oranges and its driver wanted to store it in my sister's boyfriend's father's car repair shop. He wouldn't allow it so the guy left the truck near by and then the police came with dogs and unloaded the truck (meaning they took out 9 tons of oranges!) and practically dismantled the truck to find 65kg of heroin in it. Unbelievable.

Tuesday, 15 January 2008

Squee!

Just because a girl needs a new obsession every now and then: Živko in "Shakespeare na Exit"
If you don't remember, it's this play Maja and I saw last year.
And yeah, I'm totally obsessed, I keep googling him and I found his ONE reply on a forum from six months ago but I see no point in registering since he only posted that one time. And I found some girl saying at her blog he once visited it. Lucky bitch. Well, serves me right, me and my privacy! LMAO
Na maslinovoj grani sidin.
Umrla je stara pisma.
Dal' ja pivan ili repan?
Ja repan.

Currently reading: Lionboy: The Truth - Zizou Corder (having the hardest time concentrating, as you can imagine)
Finished today: The Ex-Factor - Andrea Semple (not the best piece of chick-lit but good enough to kill a few hours, funny on occasion, easy to read)

In The Library

As I sit here in the library I can't help but to overhear a girl talking to a boy. AT a boy, to be precise, because she's babbling like a crazy person and all he ever does is murmour an "uh-huh" or "mhm" or "yeah" every now and then.
"Yeah, so I had [insert class here] but now I'm free till 2."
Pause. (Maybe for him to suggest an activity? Not likely to happen 'cause the boy seems to be busy with his reading.)
"But yeah, not like I'll be bored or anything", she continues, "'cause I'm gonna go shopping or something."
"Mmhm", he mumbles.
"So you have your classes there at the corner, huh?"
"Yeah." Flips a page.
"We're all the way up, you know, where the rafters are."
Silence. Flips a page.
"Well..." And she wanders off to the book shelves.
A few minutes later she returns, sits in front of him, turns to him and stares at him as he reads. And as I leave some time later, she's still doing that.

Sunday, 13 January 2008

A Paper

Knock yourself out.

Robert Herrick: A Hypocrite

Robert Herrick's poems about marriage served a higher purpose than mere entertainment . By urging women to marry, Herrick supported not only social but also the political standards of his time. Marriage was supposed to ensure the stability of the society. But even though he sings about women, in some poems it is clear that his opinion of women is not very high and that just might have been the reason why he never married himself. He had double standards when it came to marriage: women were bound to marry, but men were not.

Being a priest made it easy for Herrick to reach many people through his sermons. In addition to that, he wrote poems in which he spoke in favor of marriage, as he said it himself in «The Argument of His Book»:

I sing of May-poles, hock-carts, wassails, wakes

Of bridegrooms, brides, and of their bridal-cakes

I write of youth, of love, and have access

By these to sing of cleanly wantoness.

In his poems women were the ones who are reluctant to get married. «Like the promiscuous woman, the unmarried woman was perceived to endanger the social hierarchy of early modern England.» (Swann) Therefore, it was most important for women to marry in order to keep the stability of the society and «Herrick places great importance on the control of women within marriage» (Swann). Also, it was preferred for women to marry young, as he suggests in «To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time», probably so they can be submitted to the will of their husbands before they develop a character and will of their own:

The age is best which is the first

When youth and blood are warmer (…)

Then be not coy, but use your time,

And while ye may go marry;

Women had to be controlled either by their fathers or their husbands: «Women were socially constructed as sexually voracious creatures who must be controlled by fathers and husbands.» (Swann) because they were seductive, lying creatures who were not to be trusted. In «Upon Some Women» Herrick describes women as badly done pieces of work whose sole purpose is to mislead men:

False in legs, and false in thighs;

False in breast, teeth, hair, and eyes;

False in head and false enough;

Only true in shreds and stuff.

Seeing how he saw women, it is no wonder he never married. He praised marriage for others but said for himself in «Upon Himself (VII):

I could never love indeed;

Never see my own heart bleed;

Never crucify my life;

Or for widow, maid, or wife.

He saw marriage as a prison, suitable for women for they had to be repressed, but not for men, (or at least not for him) as he clearly states in «His Answer to a Question»:

Some would know

Why I so

Long still do tarry,

(…) and not marry.

(…) What man would be here

Slave to thrall

If at all

He could live free here?

He confirms his point of view in «No Spouse but a Sister» where he shows that he is determined to die a bachelor:

A bachelor I will

Live as I have liv'd still

And never take a wife

To crucify my life.

because to him love and marriage (because one goes with another) is a burden and in «Another» he says «it best likes me/To have my neck from love's yoke free.»

He could easily be described as a hypocrite. In one hand, he praises marriage in the service of society, whereas in fact he refuses to marry himself. In «Upon Himself» he even compares marriage to death: «I should think that marriage might,
Rather than mend, put out the light.» Basically, he contradicts himself.

Robert Herrick was a loyal royalist who supported the Monarch by praising the values of the society of that time, such as marriage and repression of women, in his poems. However, it is obvious in his poems that underneath the pro-marriage surface lies a man who was in fact against it. Herrick never married and while praising marriage on one side, he clearly expressed his despise for it when it came to him. He compared it to a yolk, to slavery, to crucifying, and to death. His double standards make him a hypocrite and it casts a shadow on some of his truly beautiful lines and raises a question whether he meant any of it at all.

Works cited:

Herrick, Robert. «Another». «His Answer to a Question». «No Spouse but a Sister». «The Argument of His Book». «To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time». «Upon Himself». «Upon Himself (VII)». «Upon Some Women.» Luminarium: Anthology of English Literature. 13 January 2008

Swann, Marjorie. Marriage, celibacy, and ritual in Robert Herrick's 'Hesperides.'

01 January 1997. 13 January 2008.

Saturday, 12 January 2008

Squee!



Pictures from the play:
hot AND a doctor - be still, my heart

Oh. My. God.
I am seriously crushing on this guy. Hello, fantasies!
Cheating on your TV boyfriend with your theatre boyfriend is allowed, right? RIGHT?!
First of all, I was meeting a friend in front of the theatre 2 hours before the play and as got there, Živko was standing there! I almost squeed. I'm such a fan girl. Shoot me now. I grinned stupidly. I'm such an idiot cuz when Jelena came and said HI to him, I so should've asked her to introduce me, but damn, I was completely lost.
Anyway, the play was really good, but then again, how would I know? When he came to the stage, Maja and I GASPED and HELD HANDS. We were in the SECOND ROW! So cool. Jelena's comment was: He ... developed nicely. Damn right! THOSE PECS! And then at one point he was taking his shirt off and we held our breaths but - motherfucking fuck! - he had another shirt on. But he's also talented, his comedic timing is perfect, and he sang and rapped and he's just all kinds of lovely. I'd hit it. And really, how often do I say that? Even with that beard and all.
What was the play about? Beats me.

Pictures not from this play but enlarge them anyway:
on the poster he's the last one on the right
and in the picture below... well, he's shirtless and wet.
Now, if you'll excuse me...

Friday, 11 January 2008

The Package

No, I won't be talking about penises. (Although, I just might, knowing who sent this package...) No, I got a package from YKM today! With lots of goodies! I have to share it with you so I took some pictures. OK, here we go:
This is a bath bomb. It's a strange coincidence too, since just a few days ago someone recommended someone in a show I was watching to go have a bath with a bomb strategically place in between... you know. It's supposed to really be something. Anyway, I'll let you know.

This a photo album and it's wonderful. You can't see it, but the back covers are covered in black velvet and it's so pretty! Oh and it says FRIENDS, see?

OK, this Santa thing.. You can put your hand in it so I can only assume it's the glove you use not to get burned on a hot pot or pan. Dunno. It's cute though. And there's a lighter with that boy that pees, you know, Belgians and penises... But I said it's not gonna be one of those posts so I'll just move on to the key chain with my initial made in lace. SO cute.

And then there is BELGIAN CHOCOLATE! White, milk, dark and with nuts. Woo hoo! Can't wait to taste it. But not before 5pm. It's alcohol to me. LMAO

You know what this is? A custom made bookmark! Laminated! Which is rather good thinking, cuz drooling would so ruin it in no time. And yeah, it's gonna mess with my reading big time but who cares when it's so pretty, right?
There's some illegal things I won't post pictures of here, a letter and a card (apparently only from Croatia you cannot send letters in the package, fucktards). Thank you, YKM, I love love LOVE it! xoxox

Thursday, 10 January 2008

TMI

My Mom comes home from work and drops this on my Dad: Don't worry, you won't become a Dad, I got my period.

Uhm... Way to go, Dad, but... you know... ew.

Wednesday, 9 January 2008

Bless Me, Father, For I Am Screwed Up


Today it was the house blessing day.
If you're not Catholic you probably don't know it. It's when a priest visits the houses and blesses them. I know, you never would've guessed. Anyway, it's actually a very stressful day. OK, maybe stressful is a too harsh word. But the thing is, you don't exactly know when he will show up at your doorstep. He usually does two streets a day and then he might start with yours or not, and if he does, he might start on your end of the street or not, and if he does, he might do it very quickly or not. So you might end up waiting for him from say 9am till 5pm. Yep, it's a job to do. Another thing that upsets me is the fact that I don't go to church. At all. Last Church related thing I did was Confirmation. When I was 14. Yeah. But my Mom insists that we all be at home when the priest comes. I feel very hypocritical standing there, saying Our Father and so on. I mean, I don't do it on my own, but here I am, putting up a show for the man of God, for Christ's sake!
So this priest that comes is a chatty kind. And one with a ridiculously good memory too. He remembers Sonja was at our hose two years ago when he came, for instance, and he asked about her. Anyway, for some reason he asked me if I was in love and my reply was: God forbid! LMAO Yep, those were my exact words. And he was shocked and we ended up having a brief convo about men being polygamous beings and women being monogamous beings and how men lure women with sweet talk and whispered nonsense and I said I ain't falling for that and that's the reason I'm single and all, and he said he understood and that deep people usually have it hard and end up suffering and he said I'd have it hard being alone and childless for life and I said so be it. little does he know I'm probably better at coping with celibacy than him. (Cuz we've heard he has some kids somewhere. Speaking of, I'm so pro marriage for Catholic priests. It's absurd that they don't marry when we all know they usually have women and children.)
Then he asked my Mom when she last confessed and she said Christmas. Good thing he didn't ask me, cuz I'd so tell him it was 12 years ago. Cuz it's not a good thing to lie to a priest. LMAO

Tuesday, 8 January 2008

........

I'm going to the theatre on Saturday! Real live theatre! Oh I can't wait! last time I saw a play was last year in the summer. So Maja came and said: Wanna go see Živko in a play? And I asked what he was in and she gave me a weird look and I said: Yeah, who cares. Sure, count me in. And we got the tickets in the second row! Woot woo! I love being close to the stage! To take a real good look at him. lol We were supposed to go to see Enchanted but this is sooo much better!
I got two lovely gifts yesterday, both totally unexpected. One was from Nikolina, who's like my best friend. She spontaneously bought me this headband just cuz I said I liked it a lot.
The other one was this book a girl from Uni, Mia, gave me out of the blue. I have a book for you, she said. Great, I'll read it and return it, I said. Noo, keep it, she said. She got and she just gave it to me. Yaaay. Don't you just love surprise gifts? I do.

Saturday, 5 January 2008

Ready Steady Cum

You know what? I am just not buying it.
What is she talking about?, one might ask. This whole "you touch me and I cum" crap. Seriously. Why are movies and TV shows full of it? It has never in my entire life worked that way. Kiss one, kiss two, ooh, aah, stick finger/dick in it aaand THE BIG O! Fuck that. It doesn't happen.
Or I'm just frigid.
Enlighten me, people.
Cuz seriously, if someone would try to stick anything inside of me after like two minutes, I'd kick them in the head. Preferably with my foot. DRY. DO NOT ENTER. Jeez.

Friday, 4 January 2008

Balanced

Unlike me.

Stuff

Okay.
I've been sitting in front of the blank screen for God knows how long. For days. I've got nothing. NO THING. And have you noticed how people don't post? Or are that just people whose blogs I read? Did you guys all get out and got yourselves lives or something? Well don't. I still have none and I need stuff to read. Besides The Great Fire and Paradise Lost cuz that's just bloody boring. Photobucket

Welcome to the new year. Guess what. It's exactly the same as the old one. I don't know why people make new year's resolutions. I mean, if you want to change something, dude, just go ahead and change it. Like, I'd like to study more. Not that I'm going to, but I'd like to.

I've had the weirdest dream about YKM. No, not that kind of a dream. Even though I have been watching a lot of The L Word lately and it does make me wonder if... Well, not like I'll ever know, right? Not here where I live anyway. Besides, maybe I'd hate going down on another girl. I mean, it's probably nothing like going down on a guy which is fun. Photobucket Although, I might not even remember it right anymore. After all, I haven't even been kissed in OVER A YEAR. Can you imagine not being kissed for that long? Well, I don't have to imagine. And I vaguely remember kissing being quite an enjoyable activity. Photobucket Although I probably forgot how it's done by now. So... About that dream... Ha! You thought I forgot! I didn't. I dreamt I met her in our local post office (she told me yesterday she has sent me a package so I guess that triggered it.) and that she was sending me that package. So I told her to send it and we'd get some coffee or something. And after she sent it, I realised she could've just given it to me! LMAO But apparently she hadn't thought of it either! But you know how they say that every person you dream of is actually you? Well then, it seems I'm an idiot on more levels.

Is it easier to write a paper on a few poems or on a drama? Jeez, I haven't even started doing it yet. What is the matter with me??!

Did you know that people mock me, laugh at me, make fun of me for living my life the way I do? Photobucket I'm a joke. So this guy suggested I throw a party and we'd all get drunk and dance polka with my mother. Oh and it was hilarious to say that I spent New Year's Eve watching LOTR. Publically. Well guess what. When you have no friends or the few ones you've got leave the country, you stay at home and watch TV. Couch Potato Just like any other day.
Photobucket So need your love, so fuck you all.
Thanks, Robbie.

Tuesday, 1 January 2008

Happy New Year!



I spent New Year's Eve watching "The Return of the King" and chatting with WFW and Doc. And it went something like this:

31.12.2007 22:55:47 Kris frodo's letting go of ring
31.12.2007 22:55:55 WFW yes he is
31.12.2007 22:56:00 Kris nope
31.12.2007 22:56:04 Kris changed his mind
31.12.2007 22:56:14 Doc stoopid Frodo!
31.12.2007 22:56:18 Doc i hated him!
31.12.2007 22:56:23 Kris putting it on!!!
31.12.2007 22:57:26 Kris Gollum took the ring! oh no!
31.12.2007 22:57:36 Kris He ate Frodo's finger!
31.12.2007 22:57:49 Kris What will happen? What??!
31.12.2007 22:57:50 Doc Frodo finger food!
31.12.2007 22:57:58 Kris Ahahahhahahhaahhahaahhahahhaha!
31.12.2007 22:58:00 Doc lamo@Brat
31.12.2007 22:58:08 WFW LMAO
31.12.2007 22:58:10 Doc hmm hmm good
31.12.2007 22:58:14 WFW Thanks for the play by play
31.12.2007 22:58:23 Kris Die, bitch, die!!!
31.12.2007 22:58:35 Kris mmm Aragorn kicks ass!
31.12.2007 22:58:47 Kris Goluum falling down in slow motion!
31.12.2007 22:58:50 WFW *happy sigh*
31.12.2007 22:58:51 Kris The world is saved!
31.12.2007 22:59:00 Kris (Reminds me a lot of terminator 2)
31.12.2007 22:59:30 Kris The ring melting... much like Arnie...
31.12.2007 22:59:42 Kris Sam saving the love of his life...
31.12.2007 22:59:47 Kris Who said that??
31.12.2007 22:59:53 Kris FRIEND, I meant FRIEND!
31.12.2007 23:00:03 Kris Eye dies in terrible pain!
31.12.2007 23:00:13 Kris REJOICE!
31.12.2007 23:00:36 Doc fun way to watch LOTR
31.12.2007 23:00:41 Doc thanks Kris
31.12.2007 23:00:51 Kris Like listening to radio-drama
31.12.2007 23:01:03 WFW LMAO
31.12.2007 23:01:06 Kris KA-BOOM!
31.12.2007 23:01:13 Doc good ol' time
31.12.2007 23:01:35 Kris yay
31.12.2007 23:01:42 Kris all explodes
31.12.2007 23:01:44 Kris the end
31.12.2007 23:02:01 Kris except now they're gonna be ending it for half an hour
31.12.2007 23:02:10 Doc lol
31.12.2007 23:02:15 WFW THAT IS NOT THE END!
31.12.2007 23:02:21 Doc hahahahahahahha
31.12.2007 23:02:29 Doc Kris is a movie editor
31.12.2007 23:02:35 WFW Apparently
31.12.2007 23:02:43 Doc cut the crap out and keep the goodies
31.12.2007 23:02:46 Kris IT'S DONE, says frodo.
31.12.2007 23:02:52 Kris It's over now, says Sam.
31.12.2007 23:02:57 Kris THE FUCKING END
31.12.2007 23:03:00 WFW LMAO
31.12.2007 23:03:01 Kris Jackson fucked it
31.12.2007 23:03:06 WFW NOT THE END BEEYOTCH!
31.12.2007 23:03:10 Doc Chris Daughtry says it's not over
31.12.2007 23:03:16 WFW It ended just as it was supposed to
31.12.2007 23:03:16 Kris Mmm Daughtry.
31.12.2007 23:03:25 WFW If it had ended there, people would have been pissed
31.12.2007 23:03:29 WFW me included
31.12.2007 23:03:33 Kris Gandalf's fireworks!, says frodo
31.12.2007 23:03:36 Doc I WOULD'VE BEEN PISSED
31.12.2007 23:03:43 Kris Gandald celebrates new year too
31.12.2007 23:03:46 Kris apparently
31.12.2007 23:03:48 WFW Rosie Cotton dancin...
31.12.2007 23:03:49 Doc hahahahha
31.12.2007 23:04:03 Kris Frodo hugs Sam.
31.12.2007 23:04:05 WFW That's when I started to cry
31.12.2007 23:04:09 Kris sex scene edited out
31.12.2007 23:04:20 Doc where's the sex!
31.12.2007 23:04:28 Doc where's the love!
31.12.2007 23:04:29 Kris wait for director's cut, x rated
31.12.2007 23:04:33 WFW Rosie Cotton dancin...If ever I were to marry someone, it would've been her. It would've been her!
31.12.2007 23:04:36 WFW *cries*
31.12.2007 23:04:47 WFW Do not taint my hobbits
31.12.2007 23:04:47 Kris Sam's gay, cut it out
31.12.2007 23:04:54 WFW they are STRAIGHT!
31.12.2007 23:05:02 Kris not to mention MERRY and PIPPIN
31.12.2007 23:05:05 Doc HA HA HA HA H AH AHAHA
31.12.2007 23:05:06 WFW I won't be able to watch the movie anymore if they are gay!
31.12.2007 23:05:09 WFW It will ruin it!
31.12.2007 23:05:10 Kris Merry means GAY for fucks sake
31.12.2007 23:05:13 WFW Nooooooooooooo
31.12.2007 23:05:16 Doc GAY LOTR
31.12.2007 23:05:19 WFW hobbits are straight!
31.12.2007 23:05:24 Kris Big Bird carries frodo
31.12.2007 23:05:30 Kris yes, the sesame street's big bird
31.12.2007 23:05:31 WFW LMAO
31.12.2007 23:05:34 WFW Big Bird
31.12.2007 23:05:38 WFW ahahahahahaha
31.12.2007 23:05:44 WFW Are you watching the high version?
31.12.2007 23:05:50 Kris they ran out of puppets
31.12.2007 23:05:53 Kris borrowed a few
31.12.2007 23:05:55 WFW We should be Skyping
31.12.2007 23:05:55 Doc what sex scene do you think they cut out?
31.12.2007 23:06:03 WFW so we can talk to each other, lol
31.12.2007 23:06:07 Kris we should be, honey, we should be
31.12.2007 23:06:15 Doc <== no skype
31.12.2007 23:06:25 WFW I want to hear drunk Kris try to speak English, lol
31.12.2007 23:06:31 Doc hahahahahaha
31.12.2007 23:06:32 Kris Merry and pippin jumping into bed with frodo!
31.12.2007 23:06:36 Kris A-HA!
31.12.2007 23:06:40 Doc hahahahahahahaha
31.12.2007 23:06:46 Kris Not making it up!
31.12.2007 23:06:48 WFW Words slurring
31.12.2007 23:06:54 WFW They did!
31.12.2007 23:06:54 Kris And gandalf, old perv, is watchg!
31.12.2007 23:06:58 WFW They jumped in!
31.12.2007 23:06:58 Doc i'm sure it's hot
31.12.2007 23:07:06 WFW lol
31.12.2007 23:07:08 Kris now legolas and aragorn come and join
31.12.2007 23:09:23 Kris Aragorn sings a gay song.
31.12.2007 23:10:29 Kris Arwen comes.
31.12.2007 23:10:37 WFW ahahahahaahha
31.12.2007 23:10:37 Kris Accompanied by only ONE agent Smith.
31.12.2007 23:10:44 WFW are we still commentating?
31.12.2007 23:10:47 Kris Easy to take, just one.
31.12.2007 23:10:48 WFW LMFAO
31.12.2007 23:11:01 WFW When I saw him in the first one I couldn't stop giggling for a while
31.12.2007 23:11:07 Kris hahahahahhahaha
31.12.2007 23:11:17 WFW and I was in the THEATER
31.12.2007 23:11:20 WFW ahahahahahahahahaa
31.12.2007 23:11:22 Kris AHHAHAHHAHHAHHAHAHHAHAHAH!
31.12.2007 23:11:31 WFW "It's Smith! Ahahahahahaha!"
31.12.2007 23:11:31 Kris Gay hobbits bow like one.
31.12.2007 23:11:35 WFW I had to compose myself
31.12.2007 23:11:45 Kris An aragorn says: YOU BOW TO NO ONE!
31.12.2007 23:11:59 Kris (cuz someone might jump 'em from behind)
31.12.2007 23:12:03 Kris So obviously gay.
31.12.2007 23:12:08 WFW lol
31.12.2007 23:12:15 Kris Frodo cries like a girl.
31.12.2007 23:12:17 Kris The end.
31.12.2007 23:12:25 WFW not quite
31.12.2007 23:12:31 WFW and it's more Sam crying like a bitch
31.12.2007 23:12:33 Kris OMG! IT. NEVER. ENDS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
31.12.2007 23:12:38 WFW ahahahahahahahaah
31.12.2007 23:14:41 Kris HA! Sam marries cover chick.
31.12.2007 23:15:09 Kris And Pippin The Gay catches the flowers!
31.12.2007 23:15:40 WFW ahahahaahahaha
31.12.2007 23:15:46 WFW PIPPIN THE GAY?
31.12.2007 23:15:49 Kris not making stuff up.
31.12.2007 23:15:52 Kris just ...
31.12.2007 23:15:55 Kris interpreting it
31.12.2007 23:16:02 Kris sp??
31.12.2007 23:16:09 WFW ahahahahahahahah
31.12.2007 23:16:09 Kris Pippin the gay
31.12.2007 23:16:11 WFW no
31.12.2007 23:16:16 WFW just that you called him that
31.12.2007 23:16:18 WFW lol
31.12.2007 23:16:21 WFW poor hobbits
31.12.2007 23:16:47 Kris and I'm not even drunk
31.12.2007 23:16:58 Kris Imagine me high watching it for real
31.12.2007 23:17:11 WFW LMAO
31.12.2007 23:17:14 WFW I can!
31.12.2007 23:17:28 Kris hahhahaha
31.12.2007 23:18:30 Kris Bilbo leaves.
31.12.2007 23:19:10 WFW Oh see I was wrong before then
31.12.2007 23:19:15 Kris Is it end ALREADY? NOOOOO!
31.12.2007 23:19:17 WFW Sam is going to cry like a bitch SOON
31.12.2007 23:19:20 WFW but not yet
31.12.2007 23:19:23 WFW Nope, not over
31.12.2007 23:19:32 WFW Damn you, you will not bad mouth LOTR!
31.12.2007 23:19:40 Kris Who's bad mouthig it?
31.12.2007 23:19:48 Kris I BROUGHT it to you!
31.12.2007 23:19:51 Kris via MSN!
31.12.2007 23:20:17 WFW You're right
31.12.2007 23:20:20 WFW Thank you Krissie
31.12.2007 23:20:22 WFW thank you
31.12.2007 23:20:25 Kris Youre welcome.
31.12.2007 23:20:31 Kris I do what i can.
31.12.2007 23:20:34 Kris As always.
31.12.2007 23:20:40 WFW I know you do
31.12.2007 23:20:45 Kris Sam tearing up...
31.12.2007 23:20:53 Kris So far like agirl...
31.12.2007 23:21:06 Kris Turning into a bitch any second now...
31.12.2007 23:21:17 Kris Merry cries but he's openly gay
31.12.2007 23:21:33 Kris Hugs frodo with one arm and cups him with other
31.12.2007 23:22:38 Kris Frodo kisses Sam. Case closed.
31.12.2007 23:33:54 Kris aaaaaaand LOTR ENDS!
31.12.2007 23:33:58 Kris NOOOW!
31.12.2007 23:34:00 WFW LMAO