The minute mind of a boy

Let's get one thing straight

2006-10-22T21:30:00.000+01:00

Ok. Many of you might have noticed, unless you are a retard. Lately I have been lost in thought. No, I won't insert a 'your mum' joke here. However I shall say that it's something rather unexpected.

Let's begin this session.

I haven't posted here in a while and I believe it is only fair to keep my _few_ readers of this blog entertained. And with this, comes a short explanation to why I've been absent with my mind.

For those few, those happy few, who care about me:

Yes, it would most certainly appear that I have been .. I'm tempted to use the word 'blessed', however, that is not the case, it was something totally natural. I have been... Gifted, with a female of epic psychological proportions.
Let me explain. First of all, she's great. Some of you may know her, some won't. Marta from my school. For those who know her, well... Needless to explain. For those who do not know her, let me tell you that I cannot describe her with simple words. It would take a skilled author with many decades of dedication and lots of caffeine to even begin depicting an accurate portrait of her mind. Sure sure I might be exaggerating, but this is how I feel. Now, she will inevitably read this post, so not only shall I be brief in my ... uh...Ass-kissing? But I'll also try to hold myself back from using inappropriate words to increase the impact of phrases. You know what I mean. If not, figure it out, you're smart. Unless you're Cris. Then simply give up.
All I can say is that I cannot breathe when she is not near me. I can't use reason to belittle assholes. I can't think when she is near me or not near me. This is why I have seemed absent in thought, I'm sure you understand.

In fact, I'm having a hard time writing this post. I'm typing it from her computer and she is near me, I can't think. I can't concentrate. I guess this is the downfall of society's future emperor of the world.

(Me)

Am I the only one that realises that women are the downfall of history's greatest men? Hector of Troy (don't give me his history, simply nod and agree, I know the story thankyou very much) got fucked in the face by Achilles because his brother had a passionate rape with the...Macedonian princess was it? In any case, this was only one example because I'm having problems thinking. I would post more. You know I would. Don't be gay. Just agree.

Agree.

I am supreme.

Anyway, my beautiful girl seems lonely, I'm going to go help her do what she does best, smile.

<3>

What I love...

2006-07-26T15:46:00.001+01:00

I love girls with a good personality
I love g irls with a beautiful smile
I love girls with determination
I love girls smarter than me
I love girls that don't lie
I love girls that know how to cook
I love girls that know how to write
I love girls that play video games
I love girls that want children
I love girls that dont smoke
I love girls that dont take drugs
I love girls with a nice body
I love girls that love to play games
I love girls that ask me how my day was
I love girls that trust me
I love girls that are loyal
I love girls that know about technology
I love girls that are cute
I love girls with a nice laugh
I love girls that understand my jokes
I love girls that accept other cultures
I love girls that read
I love girls speak more than one language
I love girls that watch anime
I love girls that love hugging
I love girls that like more than one style of music
I love girls that like more than one genre of movies
I love girls that have a cute face
I love girls that stand up for themselves
I love girls with goals
I love girls that hate marmite
I love girls that drink ice tea
I love girls that know how to clean
I love girls that would cook together with me
I love girls that know things I dont
I love girls that like science fiction series
I love girls that will tell me she loves me when I feel down
I love girls that like my poetry
I love girls that cling on to me in bed
I love girls with sexual activity
I love girls that like rts
I love girls that understand the above
I love girls that not only accept my presents but maybe give me something sometime too
I love girls that look at the above and don't see it as sexist
I love girls that know how to knit
I love girls that don't see the above as sexist either
I love girls that will earn more money than me
I love girls that accepts when they are wrong and smiles and moves on when they are right
I love girls that don't give up
I love girls that can complete a sudoku
I love girls that can answer 24x=240 ½x.4=? in 3 seconds
I love girls that care about my opinion
I love girls that don't say "ewwww" at everything
I love girls that aren't annoying
I love girls that look good in a bikini
I love girls that will call me when they need help
I love girls like playing video games against me
I love girls that enjoy life
I love girls that know how to style themselves
I love girls that don't take the above too far
I love girls that love watching films
I love girls that love sleeping
I love girls that are scared easily
I love girls would cling onto me in case of the above
I love girls that would tell me she loved me
I love girls that would tell her friends she loved me
I love girls that wouldn't be afraid of screaming my name..In public
I love girls with a good personality
I love g irls with a beautiful smile
I love girls with determination
I love girls smarter than me
I love girls that don't lie
I love girls that know how to cook
I love girls that know how to write
I love girls that play video games
I love girls that want children
I love girls with a nice body
I love girls that love to play games
I love girls that ask me how my day was
I love girls that trust me
I love girls that are loyal
I love girls that know about technology
I love girls that are cute
I love girls with a nice laugh
I love girls that understand my jokes
I love girls that accept other cultures
I love girls that read
I love girls speak more than one language
I love girls that watch anime
I love girls that love hugging
I love girls that like more than one style of music
I love girls that like more than one genre of movies
I love girls that have a cute face
I love girls that stand up for themselves
I love girls with goals
I love girls that hate marmite
I love girls that drink ice tea
I love girls that know how to clean
I love girls that would cook together with me
I love girls that know things I dont
I love girls that like science fiction series
I love girls that will tell me she loves me when I feel down
I love girls that like my poetry
I love girls cling on to me in bed
I love girls with sexual activity
I love girls that like rts
I love girls that understand the above
I love girls that not only accept my presents but maybe give me something sometime too
I love girls that look at the above and don't see it as sexist
I love girls that know how to knit
I love girls that don't see the above as sexist either
I love girls that will earn more money than me
I love girls that accepts when they are wrong and smiles and moves on when they are right
I love girls that don't give up
I love girls that can complete a sudoku
I love girls that can answer 24x=240 ½x.4=? in 3 seconds
I love girls that care about my opinion
I love girls that don't say "ewwww" at everything
I love girls that wear glasses
I love girls aren't annoying
I love girls that look good in a bikini
I love girls that will call me when they need help
I love girls like playing video games against me
I love girls that enjoy life
I love girls that know how to style themselves
I love girls that don't take the above too far
I love girls that love watching films
I love girls that love sleeping
I love girls that are scared easily
I love girls would cling onto me in case of the above
I love girls that would tell me she loved me
I love girls that would tell her friends she loved me
I love girls that wouldn't be afraid of screaming my name..In public
I love girls that are romantic
I love girls that love to travel
I love girls that accept change
I love girls that accept me for who I am
I love girls that would be with me for her whole life and having a wonderful family
I would love the girl forever who had all of the above

Well I've been rambling, woops.

Oh?

2006-07-18T10:18:00.000+01:00

It would appear somebody created a script that posted comments anonymously on a variety of my posts. Twenty-eight comments to be exact. It was intriguing to wake up finding twenty-eight emails in my inbox.

Dear asshole dickhead,

Why? Why bother creating one of those scripts? Or even worse, did you post them yourself?! What do you accomplish? You filled my inbox oh-no my life ends as we know it. I guess you are the type of person who got rejected from life itself and dedicated your existance to try and lessen other people's enjoyment of basically...Everything. But you fail. Even at that you fail.

A person I know often says "reduce your insignificance". As we can guess, that appears to have two meanings. Guess which one you are unlucky to get. Ass hat.

With your one sentence compliments on a load of my posts, what are you accomplishing? Atleast insult me or something.

This is a message to all of you. Feel free to rant on my blog as I love people who try to be smartasses.

A little quiz thing I stole off Marta

2006-06-23T00:44:00.000+01:00

1. You can only say YES or NO!
2. You are NOT ALLOWED to explain ANYTHING unless someone messages you and asks!

And the Questions Are:

Taken a picture naked? : No
Made out with a member of the same sex? : No
Danced in front of your mirror? : Yes (what? it's fun)
Told a lie? : Yes (who hasn't?)
Gotten in a car with people you just met? : Yes (mafia)
Been in a fist fight? : Yes (i won)
Had feelings for someone who didn't have them back? : Yes
Been arrested? : No
Left your house without telling your parents? : Yes
Ditched school to do something more fun? : No (i r geek)
Slept in a bed with a member of the same sex? : Yes (gah)
Seen someone die? : No
Kissed a picture? : Yes
Slept in until 3? : Yes (daily)
Laid on your back and watched cloud shapes go by? : Yes
Played dress up? : Yes
Fallen asleep at work/school? : Yes (Once when I was 6...The teacher didn't even notice. Haha!)
Felt an earthquake? : Yes
Touched a snake? : No
Ran a red light? : No
Had detention? : Yes (damnit)
Been in a car accident? : No (but nearly a lot of times)
Pole danced? : Yes daily. (no)
Been lost? : Yes (even though my orientational ability is sensational) (cough)
Sang karaoke? : Yes (sadly)
Done something you told yourself you wouldn't? : Yes (do NOT eat that chocolate)
Laughed until something you were drinking came out your nose? : Yes (damnit)
Caught a snowflake on your tongue? : Yes (i love snow)
Kissed in the rain? : No (it's on my to-do list)
Sang in the shower? : Yes
Got your tongue stuck to a pole? : No
Ever gone to school partially naked? : No
Sat on a roof top? : Yes
Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on? : No
Been told you're hot by a complete stranger? : Yes (I know you don't believe me but it's true)
Broken a bone? : Yes (collar)
Mooned/flashed someone? : Yes (no comments)
Forgotten someone's name? : Yes (8-))
Slept naked? : Yes (often)
Blacked out from drinking? : No (I don't drink alcohol)
Played a prank on someone? : Yes
Felt like killing someone? : Yes
Made a parent cry? : Yes
Cried over someone? : Yes
Had sex more than 5 times in one day? : Yes daily. I lie.
Had/Have a dog? : No
Been in a band? : No
Drank 25 sodas in a day? : Probably. Maybe. I mean...uh...I don't know
Shot a gun? : YES.

In response to 'anonymous'

2006-06-23T00:32:00.000+01:00

Dear anonymous:

Choke in your own selfish retardation.

Here is what he said, and I quote:

"where did you learn English? Why bother to blog in MY language if you feel the way you say. By the way, Dumbass, if you don't know then go figure, not everyone voted for Bush! He has NO land in N/O, where did you get that? Did you see his "buddy" politician that lost his place in N/O? They are not friends anymore. Brasil is the place to be, better than your fag country - Portugal - the land of stuck up idiots. Yeah I've been there where you live and to Brasil and lots of other places. Try to open your mind a little bit, it will make a better person of you!"

First of all, dumbass does not bear a capital letter after a coma. I guess I shall go "figure". He has no land in "N/O"? Please specify the meaning of N/O. Brasil is spelt Brazil. My fag country Portugal? Firstly, I am German. I live in Portugal because I choose to live in Portugal. It is not a fag country "of stuck up idiots". Open up my mind? I've lived in France, Germany, Spain, United Kingdom and now Portugal at 15 years of age. I guess you can call that opening my mind.
Where did I learn English? In England. Why bother to blog in YOUR language? How in heaven's name can you claim it to be YOUR language? If it was your language I think you should concentrate on improving your flaw-infested vocabulary. Whether George and that other politician are still friends concerns me not, for all I know is what he did, what he does now matters no more. Lastly, it will make a better person of me? Who are you and how do you know me to even begin criticizing what I do or who I talk about. You do not know me nor should you start a flame war uncapable of handling.

Go learn English.

That is all.

Rant of the week

2006-06-22T20:09:00.000+01:00

Americans. Why do they exist? Why do we say it was Christopher fecking Columbus that discovered it when it wasn't?! Why do they teach us bollocks about it in school? Why are they even a world power? Those hypocrites claiming they live in a democracy, later claiming they do everything liberally, and then proceeding to nuke Hiroshima. STFU noobs.

Yeah I voted bush. STFU noob.

Why of all justice in the world, of all that is right, of all that is divine and paraded for the benefit of good-will, WOULD YOU VOTE GEORGE. W. BUSH?

He has the IQ of a chimpanzee on ecstacy, he fakes all meetings with American soldiers in Iraq, apparently he once went there with a turkey on thanks-giving. That was also all staged.

Oil prices have sky-rocketed because of your own stupid selfish beliefs;

"He will make America a better place."
"He will lead us to peace."

WELL WE ALL SAW HOW THAT WORKED OUT. Iran is threatening the world, Iraq has been owned, Korea is sending 'test' missiles, the world hates America more than ever.

Not only was Bush voted once... Oh no, the rabbit hole goes far deeper. He was voted...TWICE.

Hey he fucked up our country. Let's vote for him again. Yeah we're clever. We will never know what hit us.

Fine, I accept the possibility of the voting polls having been faked, but they couldnt fake the fact that hundreds of thousands voted on him. Nor the people on the streets with "We love Bush" printed on flags.

YEAH, YOU REALLY LOVE BUSH, FAGS.

Crime hasn't diminished, and there still isn't hardly enough porn for me to be satisfied.

I am thoroughly unimpressed with America's performance in life. Maians were far more useful.
Daily sacrifices and rio's of blood. Ahhh that was the life.

Another thing about America (and in fact the rest of the world):

China is buying nuclear weapons from Europe, Russia, America... For 'national security'.

Heh...WTF? Don't you think buying that amount of weaponry is SLIGHTLY suspicious?

America: no its ok its not suspicious at all

Hey America is that a nuclear weapon flying towards Washington?

America: no problem God will save us. Now where are my damn pancakes?!

STFU. Your chronic obesity of an existance is starting to bore the rest of the world.

Read the news of today:

Man sentenced to ten years in prison for digging up twenty-five graves in historic cemetery looking for jewelry to swap for crack

This happened in Florida. What can I say? He's an American. Now you can plausibly comment that "he's a high-school dropout, there aren't many like him." BUT --

TRUTH BE TOLD, there are MANY like him. Bush being one of them. He shouldn't even be in the White House. He should be working at taco bell.

Remember hurricane Katrina gentlemen? Yes well I do too. Remember when it finally reached New Orleans and destroyed everything? Guess where Mr. Bush was? Rushing to New Orleans? No sir he was sat back relaxed, sipping on his tea at some politician's birthday ceremony.

So whilst thousands died, he sipped tea. Yeah not a big deal. Sure. STFU YES IT IS A BIG DEAL.

Then he sent in the cavalry, navy seals if I recall. With a fucking armored transport vehicle, to recover HIS OWN PERSONAL BELONGINGS FROM HIS HOME IN NEW ORLEANS.

DIE MR BUSH DIE. That is all. Ty.

Please leave comments on what you think so far

2006-06-19T21:11:00.003+01:00

Characters:

Carl Kitzuki

Faith Kitzuki

Damien Victor

Rebecca Eisenherz

Angelica Rein

Dominik Krieger

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Introduction

Humans are humans. We all breathe, eat, drink and live, among many other things. Many are there, however, that are less human than others. What if these half-breeds, nicknamed ‘Hybrids’ of an unknown race possessed inhuman strength, speed, intelligence or any other sort of ability?

Faith Kitzuki, sister of Carl Kitzuki, born and raised in Japan, recently abandoned her Japanese nomadic lifestyle and moved to Germany with her brother. She thoroughly believes in half humans existing in our world. She recently heard of mysterious sightings in Munich, which highly influenced her decision of where to settle. Carl had no choice but to abide, due to his sisters’ fiery personality which always left many a powerful man speechless. She was a woman impossible to push around, spreading her opinions and thoughts through to others ignoring whether they wanted to or not. Though it was her wish, her choice to move to Munich with her brother might have been a huge mistake, due to the movement of several individuals around the city.

BETSU NI

Chapter I – Uninterrupted lifestyle

Munich, 2006-06-17, 3:15pm

“Should you always be so caught up in your so-called research sis?” Asked Carl whilst throwing a tennis ball at the wall repeatedly, ricocheting into his hand. He was lying on his bed in the three-room apartment whilst Faith sat by his desk which she self-proclaimed her research station.

“You know they are real, I know they are real, everyone knows they are real. So why do we continue acting ignorant to this fact?” She answered. “It’s because humans are scared. Scared of these half humans without a single reason of being so. They still have feelings, emotions… And hearts. Their powers could cure illnesses. Help the weak. Why does not a single one of them stand up to become a hero?” She continued.

“Maybe they simply don’t want to become famous.” Joked Carl.

“I will find them.” She stood up, took a large step towards the window and let the wind breeze brush through her long brown hair and her equally brown eyes reflected the shine of sunlight, a beautiful woman. She had never found a man she deemed worthy of her loving, though her personality had also made such a task more complicated.

“I will find them.” She softly repeated to herself.

Not only was she a highly attractive woman, but also was she smart. She had studied at Toudai university of Tokyo, psychology, criminology, English literature, Mathematics and Law to be precise, concluding all flawlessly. She devoted her whole childhood to studying, and now her only goal was finding these apparent super-humans. Her brother on the other hand, was the exact opposite. He had never found an interest in studies, and basically lives off his sisters’ money, helping out then and again to pay the rent of the apartment, but generally living like a slob around the house. Though his attitude towards life was rather laid-back, he had a strong mind and heart, he would always help his sister through any situation that could possibly occur, he loved her and respected her more than possibly imaginable.

Suddenly Faith’s eyes opened wide as she saw someone down on the street, dressed in a large brown cloak with clearly visible long hair.

“I’m going out aniki,” said Faith whilst hastily snatching her coat from the chair.

“Don’t forget about tonight!” Shouted Carl as his sister ran out of the apartment slamming the door behind her. He found this perfectly normal as she often did this when she discovered something. Although all of the previous discoveries had all been in vain, he never lost hope for his sister finding what she wanted.

She stepped out the front door of her apartment block, and she still had her eyes fixated on the man with the brown cloak.

“You won’t get away,” she told herself. As she gradually increased her walking speed down the car-infested road and the sidewalks overflowing with people. The man made a sharp turn down at the end of the road so Faith ran about 20 steps to keep up with him. She looked around the wall and noticed a rather deserted street, and saw the relatively tall man enter a gloomy-looking building on the left side of the road. She quickly stared at the road-name sign: ‘Freiheits Straße’

“Road of liberty,” she mumbled, “how ridiculously ironic.”

She walked up to the very same house the man previously entered and knocked on the door. The man she had been following opened the door. He stared down at her with piercing and yet reassuringly friendly eyes. They seemed the eyes of a trustworthy man.

“Yes?” asked the man, looking around the street for witnesses.

“Damien.” She replied. Shocked the man took a step backwards, but quickly regained his stability.

“Come in.”

“Do you know why I am here?” She asked.

“I could bet you’re one of the so-called elite. Sent to set up a trap to make me look guilty of murder and have me unrightfully executed.”

“I am not of the elite. I am not here to set up a trap. I am not here to get you executed. I am here to help you and to prove you and your brothers’ innocence.”

“I do not need you to prove it for me.”

“You need my help.”

He brushed his own medium length hair back and took another swig of his cigarette. “You are not one of them, but why do you want to help me? You know what I am capable of and yet you insist on risking your life.” He said.

Faith looked at him, she could easily tell he was a handsome man with equally handsome features such as his strong brown eyes. “You are not a killer.”

He aimed up from the floor he was previously looking at and glared straight at her face. “Yes, I am.” The man said.

*Aniki is commonly used in Japan to relate to “older brother”.
Chapter II – Guilt is psychological

Munich, 2006-06-17, 15:15pm

She held my hand and led me down the bridge, rain was pouring down but we didn’t care, we kept running. I had never felt this way about any woman I had ever met before… She was beautiful, kind, caring, intelligent and popular, yet she only ever had eyes for me. I looked into her eyes and she looked into mine, we spun around holding each other tightly. ‘I will stay with her forever’ I told myself.

We walked past a café with a beautiful song playing:

If I traded it all,
if I gave it all away for one thing,
Just for one thing.
If I sorted it out,
if I knew all about this one thing,
wouldn’t that be something

Without a clue as to who was singing it, we stood outside the café dancing softly to the song, she was crying with happiness.

I always told myself, ‘One love is true love’. I stuck to that concept and now I had the most wonderful woman in the world, Rebecca Eisenherz. As the name itself states, she is a strong woman with goals in life. She is like me, with the same views on life and equally talented in her profession. I feel like I have achieved everything I needed to achieve in my life. I’m so happy.

Munich, 2006-06-10, 11:21pm

I closed the book. Just one of many entries in my diary, but this one hurt the most. My name is Dominik Krieger. I had never been successful with women because I didn’t want to be. Rebecca was everything I had ever wished for, and six days ago, she was taken from me. Today is the day I will seek revenge.

I had only just awoken from my sleep, and my mind was still filled with memories of Rebecca. Never shall I forgive that merciless gang, killing an innocent woman, killing my future wife, the bearer of my child.

Just then, the maid walked into my room cleaning with a broom.

“Dominik, you look like you’re about to do something stupid. You’re 27, whatever you’re going to do, don’t.” My maid Angelica said. She was more of a close friend than a maid, but a job was a job, and she did it strictly.

“Today it ends, all the hate, torment…pain.” I said whilst crushing a glass of wine I was holding. The glass shattered, and the pieces pierced my hand causing blood to flow out. “I swear they will all die.”

Angelica looked at me with a terrified look and stepped out of the way as I stormed past her. I put on some fingerless gloves and opened the door. I turned around and looked at Angelica. “Goodbye.” I said, as I walked away.

I started my motorbike which stood in the front yard, and I had taken my fathers samurai sword he had given me as a gift on my eighteenth birthday, for he knew my passion for collecting swords. Dressed in all black with a sword on my back, I knew there would be no coming back home. I depicted a holy cross for my mind and heart and drove away. I knew exactly where to go, the only gang in Munich, Blut, consisted of 45 members, so I heard. So it was myself with a sword against 45 gang members armed with guns. I realised this would be a daring challenge.

Conveniently, I also knew where there hideout was, because there had been a news report a few days ago on television which simply stated we should stay away from there, after a small scale war broke out between police and Blut, killing several officers and only a few of the gang members. They also named their leader; Damien Victor, he must have been the one responsible for the death of Rebecca.

Thirty minutes later, approximately 3:45, I arrived near their warehouse. It was bigger than I imagined with wide-open terrain surrounding it. I left my motorbike out of sight and walked straight into the terrain. This was no time for strategy.

“Offence is the best defence, huh?” I said, drawing my sword. I was soon spotted, two guards with mp5’s walked out of the warehouse with a look on their face which blatantly described: ‘Is this guy stupid?’ I took their confusion as a chance, and I started to run towards them with my sword gripped tightly. They realised this was an attack on them and started shooting at me.

.

As I mentioned before, my name is Dominik Krieger. What I did not mention is the fact that I am a Hybrid… Ever since I was born, I don’t remember when or where it was, I had the supernatural power of speed. Well actually, to this day I don’t know if it is I that speeds up, or if it is time that slows down. Either way, I hid my power. Raised by a homeless man, he was the only person that ever discovered my ability. Ah yes I forgot to mention, this incredible speed also seemed to nullify gravity. I could run up walls and jump incredibly high into the air, though this ability seems like the dream of any little boy, I was afraid of my own strength. I felt it would make me an outcast, so I swore to myself I would never use it. This is the day I break this oath, to avenge the woman I so dearly loved.

The bullets flew in what seemed to be slowmotion, I stroke them down flawlessly with my sword. Before the two guards became conscience of what was happening, I was behind them. Standing, simply staring at them. They turned around in snail movement, lifting their guns towards me. With two swift blows, I cut into half both guns, rendering them futile. They looked shocked in horror, practically stunned, but with their last strength they made a retreat, running away from the warehouse. I looked up at the sky and saw the setting sun, creating a masterpiece of red light. The beauty of this came from its significance, meaning there would be bloodshed. If it was going to be mine, I would not let it go to waste, I’d take down as many as I could. The reason of my preoccupation came from Damien Victor. I met him once when were both still children, and he showed me an incredible power. He too, was a Hybrid.

I have been thinking (Yes, it's true!)

2006-06-11T20:30:00.000+01:00

Females. Opposite sex. Women. I don't understand them admittedly, but that's besides the point.

I'm complicated with girls, I will not go out with anyone, unlike some. The girls I like are:

Sweet, Brunette (usually), Intelligent (preferably more than I), Attractive, Cute, Trusts me, Romantic, Loyal (that means she wont cheat), Strong-minded, Pretty faced, Has goals in life, Funny, Good to be with, Without issues, Doesn't mind me showing her off :p.

I have decided with myself that the first girl who has all these qualities, that comes to me, crying, telling me she loves me, is the girl I wish to spend my life with.

Ruben will laugh if he sees this, but it's the truth.

In my life, I want atleast one moment like this one.

This image made me realise how insignificant my life is without a girl to share it with.

Don't get me wrong, I don't have problems with girls, I could get a girlfriend if I wanted, but I just cannot find the right girl. I'm probably going to have to wait until I have finished school (at about 18 years of age), to find the right girl. Maybe at university...Yeah...Maybe there...

And not being arrogant or boastful, but I truly believe I would be a good boyfriend. All the women wasting their lives on guys who take drugs and quit school at 16 years of age... Sigh... What a waste.

Day of the beast

2006-06-05T20:34:00.000+01:00

6 of the 6 of 2006. 6/6/06.

STFU

Absolutely nothing will happen. All the retards running around panicking should choke on their own stupidity and run into a javelin.
"Oh no! My son will be born on that date! He will be the reincarnation of Satan!"
He will be the reincarnation of a melodramatic christian mentally disabled Satan apparently, and apparently anyone he will touch or talk to will turn evil and fight other people without reason.

THIS IS A SCAM PEOPLE. Some people just want to trick you into buying anti-apocalyptic objects which will stop your son being Satan, it's just a moron selling useless objects to other morons.

If anyone at all buys into this you don't deserve to live. In fact, give up on religion. God damn

YOU WON'T WIN ANYTHING FROM BELIEVING ANY OF IT.

Video Games

2006-06-04T21:00:00.000+01:00

Do they corrupt your children?

Yes, yes they do. The little fairytale existance your family was having is gone...FOREVER.

"Why?" I hear you ask.

Because you son, just, bought, Unreal, Tournament. What is this you say? You could call it Satan's reincarnation or his fury upon humanity.

But, I shit you not, this is only one of many. Strategy, First Person Shooters, Platform, RPG, MMORPG...

What are all this blasphemic things?

Computer games.

To start explaining the disastrous impact video games have on our life, we have to trace it back to the roots. Past the aesthetic dvd covers with pretty zombies, lies the origin of these things...

Pong.

The only game where campers get owned, and game you cannot possibly ever beat.
Sure, it's fun, but what happens when people get so addicted to it, their personality starts to change? Starts, mutating, into a being whose vicious lust for gaming fuels his violence towards those who interrupt him.

After pong came pacman, after pacman came mario, one demonic game after another. Soon, humanity was within the grasp of company giants such as microsoft.

The games kept coming, lifes kept vanishing. Is there anything we can do against this new reign of evil?!

It pains me to say that there isn't. There is no cure to this epidemic. Addiction to company games redefines hobbies and interests. Guys ditch their girlfriends in order to stay at home and play computer.

Soon, playstation, xbox and gamecube appear. Will this ever stop? Playstation 2, playstation 3, xbox 360, nintendo's wii...Consoles keep appearing that people keep buying.

Is there any reason to buy it? Entertainment. Those of weak mind are quickly ambushed by the guerilla tactic of the company giants.

It gets worse. As the internet grows, people download games from the internet. To make the series of events clear, let me draw a foodchain.

Person is sick of paying for games > Downloads game off internet > Company gets pissed at person downloading > Sues everyone for the most retarded reasons > Media is flooded with anti-piracy signs > Person ignores and keeps downloading > Person is arrested by FBI.

This is a mediocrely common scenario in the United States of America. Haha, noobs.

Truth is, is there any fear we must have of getting arrested here in Western Europe?

No.

The police cannot enter your house without permission. They cannot see what you download or how you download it. They cannot search your computer without another unique permission. Even so, you can still go to court with it.

You think authorities will go through all this trouble to jail some guy who downloaded two George Clooney films? I fucking thought not.

As humanity sinks lower and lower, the gaming industry flourishes like a guy that just hit the lottery. With millions of players worldwide, where will this ever stop? Technology advances and graphics rapidly evolve. Soon, humanity will be confined into a never-before-seen matrix. The film could very well be turned reality.

But let's not lose hope. For at the end of this dark tunnel shines a light.

This light consists of fit women playing video games. That's right, the womens gaming industry is evolving. More and more female gamers join the scene, it's fantastic. And attractive.

Whoever said girls who play computer games are unattractive? As long as they're cute, intelligent, funny and play computer games, all is good. Personally, I would like a girl that plays computer games :) Stay up late playing a versus on command & conquer. How very dreamy.

Bout time to wrap this up, all in all, computer games have its ups and downs, but at the end of the day, we all love them.

And don't challenge me to any computer game, you can't win. And if you lose, STFU.

- I, the video game messiah of the 21st century.

Arigatou gozaimase.

Death and why it happens

2006-05-27T21:44:00.000+01:00

- In response to Daniel's post -

Death

A rather disturbing thought, is it not? What if one day, you were asleep, and never woke up? Nothing at all would happen, you would most probably be dead. Which would connectively signify that you would not live out your future. Is this pre-determined?

Listen to my thoughts, and listen closely.

Death, like a noob, often comes when it is least wanted. Of course, death is never wanted, or is it?
If one has committed a horrific act, like, for example, shag a goat, one's conscience would never rest again. You would want to die.

But what happens when you die? Does your spirit float away and you live as a ghost? Do you go to Heaven/Hell? Or does it all just, end.
As some of you may know, once someone dies, the body instantly loses about, what was it... 28 grams?
Many people claim this to be the spirit leaving the body.
I shit on that.

Once a person dies, his brain stops working, does it not? Our brain controls our thoughts, actions, likes and dislikes, and most of all, memories. Once you die, the brain stops working, that's it. That's the end of the line. An empty well. No reward. Your brain stops working and triggers the immediate loss of all of ones memories. Any thought you ever thought of, disappears as if it had never existed. No Heaven, no spirit, nothing. You cease to exist.

If you look at it this way, life is pretty void. The upside of this (yes, there is one!) is that all your memories might not fade away, depending on what type of person you were. Married? Kids? A loving family without secrets from one another? Or are you a person with a best friend with whom you share your deepest darkest thoughts?

If so, your memories carry on. They can be passed on from one individual to another. Heroes die, legends last forever. Once a book is forever lost, if it has been read, it can be approximately rewritten. That's the incredibility of the human mind. It's power to survive even when it has died and disappeared.

Some people say "you only live once", using it as an excuse to do stupid actions.
Yeah, you only live once, so you might aswel live it until the end, happily, leaving memories to your children, instead of running around drugged and dying of brain damage, being ultimately forgotten completely.

I don't know about you, but I wish to be remembered. I will have a wonderful wife, children and grandchildren, telling them all my memories of childhood, which they will pass onto their children, and so forth.

But I have one specific way of doing this. I will write. I will write books that people will hold and pass down for a long time (hopefully).

Anyway, did I wander? As I was saying:
Death. Null. Void. End of existance.

If you disagree, prove me wrong. If you agree, which I know you do, build a temple dedicated to me. Kthx.

Arigatou-gozaimase for reading, IF you read it, that is.

Carl Simon Daniel and Ruben

2006-05-26T19:09:00.000+01:00

4 men. 4 soldiers. 4 brothers. 4 fags.

Joking joking.

Let's start with Carl.

Carl can be described as somewhat "Portuguese". Being the only Portuguese out of the 3, he is the black sheep of the family. Which justifies his undying love for sheep. He knows how to play table football, real football and...Uh...Yeah. He knows a bit of geometry...Andd...Yeah.

All in all, he's a cool dude. Shame he's moving away in about 2 months I think? And we will most certainly never see each other again. Cough. No more parties at his house... No more going to the cinema.. Our social lives trashed on account of him leaving. Which leaves one question open:

"Why leave?" Well, the fag decided to abandon us for his "future", selfish bastard.
What about OUR future? Our anti-sociality shall reach a new level. Damnit.

If Carl ever challenges you to a one versus one in any computer game, laugh, point at him, and walk off. He loses at everything... I mean seriously, he could lose at spin the bottle.

Let's continue with Simon.

Shiest of the group I suppose. He never talks much, and when he does, it's most certainly about Family Guy or Counter Strike. Also he's Italian disguising himself as a Swede, living in Portugal.
We say he's Italian, he says he's Swiss. Seeing as everything in this world is under our jurisdiction, he's Italian. Enough said.

Apparently he's really good at Counter Strike, I'll have to show him true skill sometime. The second he gets 32 kills and 7 deaths in a public server full of noobs, he takes a screenshot and spams it to everyone on his msn screaming "LOOK AT MY BERSERK ON CS!!11"

Simon has also quit at biology in school. Quitter. Noob. /die

Onto Daniel.

Daniel and myself seem to have a supernatural bond, some of you might describe as "telekenisis".
Often we say the same thing at the same time. Why? Because he wants to be me. Cough cough.
He knows a lot about random things, especially carnage.
When I say carnage, I mean massacre.
If we walk down the street, and for example, a guy fell over and smashed his face on the pavement, and blood went everywhere, Carl Simon Me and every other normal person in the world would be shocked and run over to help.

Daniel on the other hand... Would stand there laughing at him pointing at him shouting "L000000000serrrrrrrrrrrrrr hahahaha he fell over what a noob"

That about sums Daniel up. Kthxgg.

Finally, Ruben.

Ruben is my French-talking Swede partner from my class. He gets addicted to everything and will talk about it for weeks. He's gonna change school course next year from arts to multimedia, which he will probably enjoy more :).
Everything Daniel thinks of, Ruben executes.
By this I mean:
If Daniel thinks of someone he hates dying in a bloodspewed way, Ruben will probably have been there done that, killed him, ripped his legs off, gnawed several bystanders apart too, and would probably continue by whiping out the rest of humanity.
He is a monster out of control.
But he is a trustworthy friend :D Aka my bitch. Cough cough!

Dedicated to four good friends who I own at everything. gg guys. gg. lazy noobs.

EDIT: Deagle deagle deagle.

suntzunami

2006-05-25T22:24:00.000+01:00

This is the post in reply to a request:

"What the hell do your two other nicknames; nami and suntzu, mean?"

-opens book and sits down on a chair.-

I will start with suntzu. Some may have heard of him, some not. He was a tall fellow, dark haired, apparently really intelligent. Sort of like me.

-coughs-

So he wrote this book right? Not a very important book. Called the Art of the War.

As you can guess, this book has to do with molesting chickens. So I figured "hey that's rather cool" and I chose that nickname.

Next, nami.

Ahhh yes...Nami... This brings up memories. It all started when I had another nickname that was "tzunami".

Before you say "tsunami is spelt with an s, dumbass."

I know. Trust me, I know. I changed it. Why? Originality. If you don't like it, choke on something and die.

So, continuing. Tzunami got old fast. So I was like "hey, nami is rather cool".

Get it? Nami is a shorterned version of tzunami!

Get it? It's like tzunami, but without the tzu.

Sure, it doesn't have the same meaning, but it's still rather dashing, don't you agree? No? Die.

I hope this has cleared all the interested people. Not that it will changed absolutely anything or have any significance in anyones life.

Multilingual

2006-05-23T22:01:00.000+01:00

Now, as some of you may or may not know, I speak 5 languages. Great fantastic inspirational, sure, whatever. Any of you can do it, all you have to do is not read this. Oh, too late.
Straight to the point:
I do not appreciate it when I walk around, perfectly minding my own business, when suddenly;
random people start talking to me. The problem is not them talking to me, the problem is them talking to me asking if I am "the kid who speaks like 10 languages". Now, as far as I know, the number 5 relates to 5. Not 10, not 17 billion, not 7/152, but 5.
I also do not appreciate you immediately following up to nagging to me to demonstrate my knowledge of the languages. If you think it's cool, go run around in circles screaming "my penis is erect!" until you learn the language.
Equally annoying is you then trying to immitate me. Just, no. Nor that nor trying to test your limited knowledge of a language.

Don't ask me to tell you all those "supercool" overused swear words in different languages. If you ask me "ey man 'ow du u sey asshole in deutsch? hehehe"
My reply will be:
"Ich liebe es in dem Arsch."
For those of you lesser gifted, this means "I love taking it in the ass."
Sure, it's funny now, but if you are totally unaware of this, you will go running around telling everyone about your passionate love for sodomy.

To end the curiosity, the languages I dominate are French, German, Spanish, Portuguese, and apparently English.

Moral of the story:
I know 5 languages, so could you, if you bothered. Next you will say "but you learnt it when you lived in those countries!!"

Let me tell you that I'm learning Dutch and Japanese on my own. Anyone anywhere, with an access to a library or the internet, can learn a language.
Don't tell me your whiny little excuses. I do not want to hear them. Go out there and learn a damn language. NOW.

Au revoir.

My nickname

2006-05-23T21:18:00.000+01:00

First off:
One of my multiple online nicknames, rize.
Many of you seem to enjoy making the pun "rice". Let's get this straight, for those who have apparently failed at every single aspect in life, rize, is not rice. Sure, it's funny to say...
NO. IT IS NOT.
Next, rize is also not "rise". Stop saying "the penis is about to rize" to me. I do not care. I do not find your undeveloped art of humour entertaining. "Oh the penis is rizing!" is equally unfunny.
It is not related to my nickname, nor is it in any way related to the verb 'to rise'.
So, the obvious question is "what the hell is it then?" Well, it is a complicated explanation to simple-minded, but here goes my best shot:
I needed a word that started with r, rise was, admitedly, the first word that crossed my mind. Thinking a word with a z would be cooler, I changed the s to z.

That's it. Ta-dah?! Satisfied? Have I accomplished filling your bloodlust to simply find out the meaning of my nickname? No? Well that wasn't my intention anyway. The days of this inadequate mocking for something people vaguely understood has come to a halt hasn't it? Yeah. I thought so too.

Auf Wiedersehen.