"Grand Unified Theory of All Men and all the Little things we do that make us oh so Special" by Sera*

What is it with our obsession to understand people? I mean people are such ambigious, essences of matter, that there will always be a lovely excuse of an exception that will Conveniently (i love that word, its my life personified in a single word) shoot out of any newly figured out "Grand Theory of the Behaviour of all Men". Especially teenagers. My speciality. Deal with some pretty fucked up ones in my day. Namely Moi.*~*
**You're walking down the street and you suddenly see this guy. He is amazingly good looking, everything you physically want in a Mr Perfect. You pass him by and are reminded of what a bad mistake you made wearing green shoes with ur blue pants. Who the hell cares? He definitely doesn't. He's probably getting a boner from looking at a stick on the ground, more than anything else. Why do you care? Because you're insecure. No matter how secure you've become over the last couple of years, there'll still be enough insecurity to last you for the rest of your life. Not me, I'm tough shit i could take you on anyday . No, fellow teenagers, even if ur inner monologe decides to talk back and challenge you to a a ghetto-wannabe dual, you'll still always feel insecure around other people. Thats the thing isn't it, other people. I'm sure all alone we'd do quite fine; no societies' pressure to hammer us down at our weakest..Moral: Insecurity will never result into lonliness
**You're walking down the street and you suddenly see this guy. He is amazingly good looking, everything you physically want in a Mr Perfect. You tap him on the shoulder and say "Sorry, i don't have a watch, could you please tell me what time it is?". You scratch your head to emphasize the need to know the time. Your watch peeks out from under your jacket. Mr Perfect looks at you a little incredilously. 1:45 PM. Now why did you not just go up to him and say he looked fiiine?
Typical female answer: Because I'm not male.
Typical Male answer: Because I'm not gay.
Well that got rid of some people, we're still stuck with the outgoing people. Damn them. They should all just go be all outgoing and bubbly in a room together. And stay there. I mean they're the kind of people who make our days better and create conversations. Damn them for making this a social world. Moral: Outgoing is only good if you're a gay male
**You're walking down the street and you suddenly see this guy. He is amazingly good looking, everything you physically want in a Mr Perfect. You strutt by. You notice he's looking at a stick on the ground. This makes you very horny. You reach your hand out and when the contact comes, you sqeeze his ass. He sharply inhales, yet you strutt cooly past and turn the corner (thank god for the corner, or you'd have been ass raped) I mean, your black transparent shirt starts to feel too hot for you and you throw it off on the ground. Mr Perfect gently rubs your supple breasts. Now,children, why is this never going to happen? Well observing the usual state of reality, and comparing it with some more reality, I think they're acting out on normal human horny instincts. So again why does this never happen? Because humans are wussies. Dare i even mention the moral....

Bored bored bored

Only with a cool forum like this, will you know how many truely cool friends you have.
Or friends who are indirectly cool through other people.
Yeah cool. Things you don't understand here are purely personal or just plain dumb.
Take ur pick.
Now foooor a joke;
How does a blonde try to kill a fish?
Tries to drown it.
haha
i need live audience to tell me to shut up. Its no fun here, without the disgusted looks.

Obviously less insignificant

-Hi?
-You interrupt
-You will wait longer for anything real
-Your voice u-turns to match the upcoming waiting period
-He decerns the change
-He cares
-You love it
-He's courteous
-Bye
-Click
54 seconds of relation and heart throbs through the passing organs
mind fuzzing away anything useful
words go round and round the mind carousel fashion.

Francesco's Lesson about the "Metal's"-for all the fans out there

Q. Now, Francesco what is this thing you call "Metal"?
A.That is an interesting question you pose Sarah, I think I will have to go through some of the basics with you before you understand the TRUE ESSENTIALS of Metal;
Death metal-OUURRGHHHHHH (throaty/deep) do not wear face paint and are obviously rarely satanist. Cannibal Corpse, Abominator
Black metal (francesco's personal fav)- AGHHHHHHH (scream/high) wear face paint (heehee) can be satanist, or pagan (iow;pre christianity), very often extreme r- wing. Burzum, Mayhem, Darkthrone
Speed metal- Ahhhh (high pitched gay scream) very gay (in franci's words) dressed like faggots and sing about unicorns and butterflies. Stratovarious, Helloween
Power Metal- normal singing voice, usually sing about political concepts, often very stupid, dress with tight jeans and leather jackets with patches. Brainstorm, Centeriun
Harmonic/Symphonic/Fantasy Metal- Ahhh like Speed Metal (even gayer ?!) sing about enchated realms, dragons etc..inspired by Tolkein yay! Rhapsody, Kamelot, Sonata Artika
Grind Core - OUUURGHH but inhumanly low. either political or extremely GORE, songs 3 sec-1 min.1 CD=45/50 songs. Porn is like Grind. Anal Cunt (yes you read it) Gore Rotted, Gronibard
Thrash Metal- Very fast-paced Heavy Metal screamy lyrics, without reaching the levels of Black Metal. One of the first types of metal. Early Mettalica, KITTIE, Slayer, Testament
Viking Metal-Powerful chants. Dress like vikings with swords and armour+ the essental beards and moustaches. Bathory, Enslaved
NSBM (Nazi- Black Metal)- Black Metal but EXTREME right wing imagery and texts. Nargaroth, Nokturnal Mortum, Graveland
Ps: Hardcore must not be related to Metal since it is usual left wing and very anarchist
And to conclude this summary, I will give you my warmest congratulations on taking up this sincere interest my personal favourite "music" (very very unintended quotes) cough, and remember, "I don't care about people liking us, I want to hate and fear us" Euronymous '92 RIP

Here we are again.

Yeah I don't know what to say,
new entity coming round to this life. Centrally intellectually highly stimulating.
Never will know what we want to know. I might though. Can't see you but I need to again.
Mind jumping around like a lazy Pong game at hyper active speed.Oxymoronic moments.

Why, how, but; because because because.

Because, is a useful word when I want to figure things out. Well, everything but my emotions. Which I really should
stop figuring out. Its the time again. Taking a shit load of time to make the life turn side ways and into the right gears.
I wanna know i wanna know :) Its too early. But i wanna know. want to jump into the mind and swim through the pretences,
to recognise all the things said to mean something else.
Reusing the old lines would be pointless. Starting something brand spanking new. Jump through the many trains of thought.
Yeah you'd like to know what the sentences began and ended with. Not only will i not tell you. Not only will you not know. Or maybe
sometime in the future...when all is the puzzle completed.
You will know. Clichéclichécliché LIFeeee come ON something new HAS to happen

DRAMATIC PAUSES



WOW I'm dramatized

Damn.

This is so true

Sexual desire is a pernicious thing. Often dependent on no more than the angle of a smile or turn of phrase, and completely independent of any other qualities you may ultimately desire in a lover. I have male friends who are absolutely lovely; sweet, kind, funny, intelligent - everything you could possibly want in a boyfriend, but the thought of sleeping with them makes me shudder all over with queasiness and run flinching from the room

Interesting useful facts for girls;
-Never brush your teeth in front of men, they find that arousing?
-Never use the word ball or any other connotation of it in any sentence ever, with anyone. You little slut.
-Lip Gloss is shiney and preeety, but not edible (for all those who apply too much, to impress, yet for some reason get disgusted faces after some tongue) HINT HINT
-Do not laugh at a guy who wears make up.First show him you feel for him and only THEN laugh at him. Yes guys wear make up.
According to an italian expert of mine, it is perfectly normal in italy.
-Back in my day, Middle ages, guys liked well rounded women. Today, the fact is, these kinds of women only exist in special places.
Therefore, if u weigh any less than 60 Kilograms its time to fatten up ;) Remind any males around you want lots and lots of chocolate
for Christmas. Life will be easier for the both of you!!

Dissapear before i know what you're talking about

Do you know why I was staring at you? Yeah you really want to know don't you
You know why i kept glancing over to steal a look of your eyes?
Do you really want to know where that sudden plunge of breath you and I both felt
came from?
Really?
Come here I'll tell ya
I stare at people and it makes me feel holy.
yeah holy you heard it
I pretend to be an angel, raising my self esteem AND pretending to make people
feel better.
Or my hobby is staring at people. I have no life, I exert the sadness on you.
What?
You thought..haha... you wan't me to say you were sexy.
Self esteem getting at you too?
Hell insecurities only live at the lower depth. No room with all the alcohol.

Some Nice quotes from the movie Pumpkin

"You conform just like the people you find contemptable, everyone is forced to conform in this fucking world
and the minute you try to do something from the heart, every-fucking-body beats you down. I can't take
any more of this bullshit"

"You're so beautiful, how do you do it? How do you stand the pain? It feels like everything inside of me is
shattered like a broken mirror"

Do you care what I think

You know what I think,
If everyone had a blog, in other words some lame open diary/forum thingie then we would all realise just how much we agree with each other,
and the world would be such a beautiful and happy place :):)
err...
www.greenfairy.com something cool

Actually sunny day in Geneva

Yes, it has been a while, but today it kicked ass it was
BEAUUuuutifuLL
and then it snooowed
and then there was a snowbow...
yay
and and and yesterday I'm going to college
and and then i learnt a new word!
I learnt the word Malaprop. Do you know what it means!
It means when you say something that isn't used in the correct meaning or when you mispronounce something.
That is so the definition of my life.
Then there was Time
I hate TOK
I mean i don't mind thinking about great essays to write, but actually writing them; BLEUGHH
anyhoooooooooooooooooooooooOoooOoOoOO
Rain drops aren't falling on my head!
for once.
I like buying christmas presents. Gives me self esteem and self enjoyment, not to mention a brainmelt.
Pointless crap expensive stuff. Better like it!!!!
*<(:)
sERA

Life going round and round

How to start? More importantly how to end?
Everything should start in the middle, sort of a comfort zone for the most of us. But beginnings can be exciting...
The end of the world is coming soon?
Do you know why?
My mind is melting into a puddle of flesh and blood...I can't think of anything interesting to write.
Well, we all knew that. But in reality, my mind doesn't want to do anything constructive anymore.
You know why?
Its this year. There isn't a whole lot of work to do for tomorrow, but theres a shit load of work to be done by the end of the year.
No more than last year though. Maybe 2 or 3 thousand words more, but essentially, not, really, that, much. So looking at the work makes me
not wanna work
and making me not wanna work makes me slack off and making me wanna slack off makes my conscience tick till my brain explodes and tells me mind to do something
before I turn into a bowl of brain putty.
TOO LATE!
I'm starting to deteriorate
My life used to be full of motivation
My brain is giving away its enthusiasm a ration
Now all i do is fret,
As i end the sentence with a rhyming couplet.

Yet another sunny day in Geneva!

Its still not sunny,
You know i really believe in that whole Shakespearian macro/microcosm thing. I think if a bird somewhere out there decides to die, that the fleeting spirit within one of us will die too. Or something vague and fancy like that. In other words, the fact that it is still not sunny must mean something. It probably induces the cold hearted spirits of most people here. I wouldn't know,
My first encounter with a real swiss person of my age was last Friday, can you imagine, last Friday?? I've been living here for 11 years... Something about Geneva's internationalism could be my excuse.
Eitherways,
the end is near, that is why,
waste more time on the internet to forget the truth and find the real truth from ME
*poof*!!

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My cool quiz if you guys want to take it again!

Just another day in sunny geneva

Yeap, its not sunny. But who cares....
I think that more people should be writing on this message board.
Need to know how to convince people to write here on a weekly basis, to enlighten our hearts
with the crap that everyone needs to know about.
Anyways, I think that life is a strange thing. And no matter what happens, noone will know everything about you,
no matter how honest you will be with that person.
Even a little fly, yes a little fly will change your life.
But cliché sentences will do the most in your life.
You might scorn at them but when you're sad, they do work.
Moral of my pointless story;
listen to me, and you will understand the understood.

Dear Mr and Mrs Blog

Dear Mr and Mrs Blog

I am writing this letter to say thank you!!
Thank you for having such a stupid name
which is incessently contaminating my vocabulary.
You may not know what kind of harsh things your
name has really been used as. You may not know
that that you bl*gging well might have contaminated
my blogspot full of nasty little remarks like
"ouu Pancakes" or "ouu gerbils". I care not for such profanities
thank you very much!
On further notice of you ever existing, please go suck an egg.

Regards,

Your humble and loyal servant
Inzan Etee

I LOVE THIS WEBSITES LOGOSSS they are Küel

Have you see the mootrix yet? :P

does that remind you of that fun game where you replaced all the words beginning with M with Moo and then you'd sound all stupid and shit
Heehee
um yes
And the bovine race generally tends to graze in herds, not that any of your woulda heard of that ;) teheee
hmm
http://www.bancruelfarms.org/meatrix/
Copy and Paste, Blogger the blog is pissating me off

Messed up a lot of things, so I feel pretty lucky ‘cause I haven’t messed you up yet.

I like that quote. Modest little me.

Sparky says:
'and the grass was reciting poetry
The unattainable is the most desired says:
and it was smoking some sun light
Sparky says:
and the orange hill started playing leap frog
The unattainable is the most desired says:
with the purple one
The unattainable is the most desired says:
but hill was secretly pill
Sparky says:
and the giant alsation
The unattainable is the most desired says:
only the really smart people knew it though
Sparky says:
like me
The unattainable is the most desired says:
it bit my head off and the head screamt hello my name is Mr Zanzeefree
Sparky says:
hhhhhmmmmmmm, we'll have to have that off too
Sparky says:
imfamilbe means flamible!? what a country

I will one day understand how this blogging blogger with blogiate

I'm starting to sound like a smurf. Or more like a Blurf...hahaha. Its funny when sick people laugh, they sound sooo retarded. Anyways I think that one day I will go and understand what the whole blogging thing is about but until now, all i want it to do is to Work
Work
Work
Wrok (thats like that dude in Star Wars, the one that looks like a furry gummy bear)
hmm
*Poof*