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Cluj-Napoca. Our dear.. dear city.. where the grass is green, if not otherwise, the dogs run freely biting around people and the concerts are mind blowing. Well, whatever, shifting gears for a second, to the kids these days…

Inevitably, walking around a city like ours, you run into different types of people… that for example walk around being purple. How can you walk around being purple? I’m gonna try it, to see whether it brings a special satisfaction of being different… juuust like every other living soul on this thing called Earth. Are they just kids burnt by the desperate yearn of getting attention.. or are they just pursuing their desires.. of walking around being.. purple.

I’m going to check that out and get back atcha with reviews. That is, if I’m going to cause a few heart attack, old ladies can be judgemental to the very point of dying of astonishment 😀

Maybe because they were never allowed to step out of their little boxes so when they’re faced with youngsters actually acting out the way they never could.. brings about frustration. The almighty feeling that reveals a bitchy attitude, togheter with anger at the world.. oh yeah, now it’s allowed! Damn! A ‘not fair!’ kinda situation. Well, it’s called life, ladies, deal with it!

I must admit from some points of view I agree with’em. To be more specific, I understand their attitude when it comes to ‘what you see is what you get’ girls going about their day ‘offering’ ‘full views’. But that’s another gross subject, I’m not particularly fond of getting into that. It’s a free country, if you don’t respect yourself, that’s your damn business.

Off I go. Call it childish? Maybe. I call it messing around in my own spare time. Aaa.. I mean research.


Something sad happened today…. i don’t really want to get into details.. because it kind of hurts… but I guess there’s a bright side in everything that goes wrong… at least you learn „something” and take better care next time…

We’re so busy trying to live.. that we don’t really focus on staying alive… at any given time ‘something’, obviously unexpected, can throw ours life right out the window.. and we have nothing to do but find ourselves running with scissors.. lost for a bit… in the new coordinates.. until we wake up and smell the coffee, of course.

so what to do once we’re down the road we don’t want to be…? Since there’s no „go back” button attached to ‘life’… so we have no choice but to go on…

proposition: we’ll ignore the ‘overdose’ or ‘throw ourselves in front of traffic’ methods.. we’ll leave that to the…people… who piss us off, but let’s not shift gears..

I can’t help but wonder… are we in control of our lives or are we just peons in a twisted chess game played by „gods”? For how much of what happened so far can we take complete credit ? We’re pushed around on a daily basis by society… with all that is implied…. but that’s another topic..

So, there’s nothing left to say but… enjoy the trip and hope for the best..


Sooo, guess who was bored to death during the exam today!? Yeap, me. I mean what the fuck was that…aaa… teacher… (I’ll call her that, ‘cause I’m such a lady) thinking when she gave us 3 gut wrenching subjects at 8 a.m.?!

After 3 or 4 brilliant ideas of implementation, which I later realized where idiotic, but hey.. it’was 8 o’clock in the fucking morning… I might as well laugh at a cup of coffee at that hour… or get all hysterical because it’s empty… give me coffee and no one gets hurt.. okay!?

Anyway, my point was that I started to look around at the other people in the room, also in sheer pain. That wasn’t so promising, they looked all caught up in the attempt to pass this damn, useless, I might add, class. Then it dawned on me that I should do the same… because I most certainly was not. What’s wrong with this picture? besides everything? K

Maybe my mind was on strike… or something. Maybe my brain network cable was unplugged. Or maybe… just maybe… it’s the lack of sleep mixed with painkillers, coffee overdose and.. let’s not forget about a hell of a lot of smoking. And no learning what so ever. Nice cocktail, I don’t recommend it, it’s the recipe for disaster… or maybe not.

Since I managed to fight the urge to stab the b… teacher… with my pen, I expect a reward. I should pass. I’ll find out tomorrow if I did…

But she should be drinking heavily to make that happen…

Eniuei, since I’ve noticed i… don’t make a lot of sense, I’m done. Over and out. Keep your fingers crossed or watch the 5 o’clock news tomorrow.

There are certain types of mornings when you just feel something is going to go wrong. Very wrong. So, since you’re already awake, what to do? Pour yourself a large cup of black coffee and start thinking where the hell this feeling came from. Maybe it’s caused by the nightmares you were tortured by the night before (most probably old ones that just came flooding back).. or maybe because you’ve reached a certain point in your life where you don’t know what you want anymore. I can’t help but wonder… is it possible to get lost on your way to a destination called ‘what you hope to be’ ? I dunno…get caught in barbed wire that was just lying there on the side of the road, for instance. Or can you blame it all on some memories triggered by.. I dont know… a song… a deja-vu…

Anyway, since I feel like something’s dead wrong, can’t actually wait to find out what… can’t put my finger on it, yet. But I know it’s there… ready to bite me in the ass 😐

So, since I’m at it, might as well listen to Anathema again.

Empty vessel, empty veins…empty bottle, wish for rain that pain again… wash the blood off my face, the pulse from my brain… And I feel that pain again.

Whatever. I should be sleeping.

Heeeey, how’s it going? I’m not sure about the rest of you, but I’m tired of the fucking losers picking on people on the street. Well, heey.. how you doin, <insert words meant to make you feel “special”>. If you actually feel special after such an experience, beware, you might respond to medication. You might want to look into that. I’d ask them one thing.. well.. how are you with the lack of dying? Good? Damn. K

Let me ‘splain to you something, okay? YOU’ve got two methods to approach this issue. Of you still breathing, of course. Either; throw yourself in front of traffic or overdose, please!. Nobody wants to hear this bullshit anymore, time for some revaluation of ones life. Por Favor. Fucking jackasses. The worst humanity has to offer.

There are certain types of people in this world that just piss me off to no end.

And in closing, you know it’s shit like this that pisses me off it’s just these types of people that have no “inner soul” no nothing, they just revolve around their own pathetic little world with no consideration for what’s going on around them. They have no sense or grasp of reality and really need to be taken off the face of this earth, they have no substance, they have no control over themselves…

And they really need to be put to sleep…