The Official Blog of Mika Saint

Catnip and stuff.

2012-01-31T13:57:00.001Z

Greeting blog! It's another week and time for me to finally blog again.
I actually started posting on a separate blog run by yours truly, though the content is a lot more personal and self-orientated, so I don't plug it via Facebook etc.
However, I will link to it via this blog, because chances are if you're reading this, you're not a complete cuntlog.

So what's going on in my little world of catnip?
My quest to exercise more has begun. I've been doing at least an hours exercise a day, on top of weights, push ups etc. And I have found my love for swimming again.
I'm going to make swimming a weekly thing I think, because it really left me feeling refreshed and rejuvenated.

It's also been a whole six months since I started going out with my girlfriend, so that's got me all exctied and smitten. I won't bore you with my lovey-dovey emotions though. That's the last thing you want.
("The last thing we wanted was to be lured into reading any of this tripe." - You)

I've also started writing again! If you ever saw this blog when it first started, I had a separate page on the top that linked to short stories I wrote. Unfortunately for the past year or two, it's been impossible for me to translate anything in my head onto paper. Or OpenOffice, for that matter. Any time I tried, I either hit a writer's block or everything I wrote just wasn't how I wanted it to come across.
I came to the conclusion that the problem was in my head, I was visualising everything I wanted to write, and it was playing out more like a movie than a book. I could even picture the camera angles and effects.
Finally, after reading books by an amazing author, David Moody, I rediscovered my passion for literature and began to start writing in first person, as opposed to my old ways of writing in third.

Once I feel that I've hit a point in the short story I'm working on that I'd be happy to publicise, I'll post it on here somewhere, probably in a .pdf document.

What else do I have to cover? This last week or two haven't been filled with much, other than exercise and seeing friends.

I may have a job sooner rather than later? I should be hearing back from someone in the coming days, and if everything goes as planned, I'll be in full-time employment again!

Oh, and myself and my mother are moving house in the next few months. Meaning I'll have more money to myself as less will be going into housekeeping. Success! More on that when the time comes.

Alright, I'm really running dry on things to post, I never realised how dry my week was when it comes to "blog-worthy" items. So I'll leave you with one last message, that comes deep from the heart:
When the time comes, and all eyes are on you, don't just pickle onions. Rise above the fermentation and be one with the butter and the toast. Become soft and delicious, but remove your crust so as not to be tainted.

Sayonara blog.

I would walk 500 miles...

2012-01-22T21:39:00.000Z

Bonjour, Ohayo, Aloha, Greetings and other merriments!

It feels like forever since I last blogged. I've been busy! I know I said I'd look after the kids! I know I promised you the world! I'm sorry I couldn't be there fore you! I can change!

So how's everything? Still resenting your parents? Still wallowing in your own filth day in and day out? Good! Good to hear everything's how I left it!

In my last blog post, I had a little timetable of upcoming events, and I can now officially add one feckin' more. So for the record, here's how February and March should play out.

22/02/12 My 20th birthday and the beginning.

27/02/12 Deathstars and Rammstein! (Oh my God, Deathstars. Ahhh!)
25/03/12 D.R.U.G.S and Black Veil Brides.

31/03/12 KoRn!

I'd just like to thank my girlfriend and her mother for the Deathstars/Rammstein and KoRn tickets. I'm genuinely spoilt.

So what else is new? Myself and fellow retired (???) blogger Kitty C, decided to go for an adventure through the countryside. The idea was for us to walk up to a giant forest and go exploring there, but we got sidetracked.

23 kilometres sidetracked.

There are various pictures we took which span across countryside, beaches and the coastline, but posting them below is proving to be a difficult task, as Blogger really isn't very organised trying to layout more than 3 images.
("You suck. You don't even know how to post pictures." - You)
Shut up. I'll supply you with these two pictures anyway. Because everyone loves pretty animals.

So. God. Damn. Cute.

Anyway, aside from the cute adorable animals, the walk was amazing. I know I state my utter hatred for this country on countless occassions, but that's generally due to the imbeciles that live here. There are some truely gorgeous places out in the countryside and along the coastline etc. It's worth your while to check them out. Just... don't walk 23km without preparing yourself. My feet are still sore.

What else news do I have?
I've got so much planned in the next few months and I can't even post about them! All will be revealed in time, if everything goes to plan.

I've been making minor changes to the blog layout etc. including a Twitter panel so you can see my pointless ramblings on there as well!

I'm considering getting a new phone, with a better camera and proper internet access, such as an Android phone. My major qualm with these is the ridiculous prices. If I want to avoid paying 300+ pound for a handset, I'd have to consider a contract phone. I'm not a phone user. I don't feel the constant need to have them with me at all times, so I normally only top up ten pound a month. Yet there are people with iPhone's who pay 30 pound a month? Are you serious? Oh yeah, I forgot. Your mommas and daddies pay for it, don't they. I hope a hurricane hits your house, spoilt brats. Anyway, I'm considering the Xperia Arc S. I've seen a deal that's just slightly over £15 a month, with unlimited internet and a considerable amount of free texts/calls. Feel free to drop me a line somewhere with suggestions.

I think that's all I really wanted to cover in this blog. I've been spending most of my time outside of the house, be it partying (happy birthday to Kitty C!), walking or with my girlfriend. You'd think I'd have more interesting things to post about because of this, alas, I do not.
So I will leave you with this thought:

If we were all the size of peas, and peas were all the size of humans, we would live like kings.

Sayonara blog!
Yours, the charismatic and twisted one.
And the one with huge hair.

Back in black.

2012-01-11T15:45:00.000Z

I'm baaaaack!
After attempting to dye my hair a chocolatey dark brown, it turns out it was not to be, and instead, it went black. At first I dreaded at, seeing as it had been black for 3+ years. However, after an hour or two, I realised that I really did miss having dark hair and rejoiced!
And thankfully, it's non-permanent, so it'll wash out over time, meaning I don't have to worry too much about roots.
("Stupid goth." - You AND my girlfriend.)

I'm in "super serious mode x4" for this year. I've got alot planned already.
It's my best friends 20th in 8 days and mine in February. I now have my Rammstein ticket (thank you baby!) for February and my Black Veil Brides ticket for March. On top of these, I also need to buy my ticket to the Mick Foley Comedy Tour in March. He promised me a hug, and I refuse to let it go until I get it.
In other wrestling-related nerdy news, I've been tweeted by the following: Yoshi Tatsu, Mick Foley, Zack Ryder, Dolph Ziggler (three times) and won a calender for posting Dolph as my favourite superstar, which he replied to me with congratulations. #markgasms

Anyway, continuing on. This blog post is just going to be filled with recent going ons and thoughts, because I have a bit of time to kill and haven't updated in a while.

As you can tell from above, I'm totally hooked on Twitter now. It's such a great way to get news and just stalk people. Honestly. Oh, and one of my favourite Japanese bands' leader is following me. Who you ask?
Yoshiki from X-Japan! #japgasms
So if you want to follow me on Twitter ("We don't." - You), click hereee!
Also, I got a new Facebook account for several reasons, click here to reach it.

You know when you're sitting beside someone while they're doing something, and you think, "Hey, I need to entertain myself 'til they're done"?
Next time, dear girlfriend, do your makeup faster. Or I'll find more things to padlock.

Why I carry padlocks around with me is besides the point, by the way.

Alright, final topic of the blog. And it's about gaming. So if you don't like it, I'd pretend this is the end here.
Sayonara blog!
See? The end for you, especially made.

Anyway, I finally bought Uncharted: Drake's Fortune, because there's so much hype about the series.
Nathan Drake. Y U SO ALLERGIC TO BULLETS.
I've never played a character who dies so much in my life. I mean Jesus Z. Christ. Tiny things such as jumping down to a platform and the game running him right off the edge. And by "off the edge", I mean into a huge waterfall, plunging him to his death.
I've had less deaths in Dark Souls (incidentally, possibly my favourite game of 2011, even though I only started fully enjoying it in 2012) and that's saying something. Stupid Hydras.
Another problem I suffered from with Uncharted: Drake's Fortune, was the fact that on my first playing of the game, it didn't "install" or "update", therefore didn't load the trophies list. I got to Chapter 8 or 9 before switching off for a while. It updated when I turned it on again, and sure enough I can't get trophies on my play through due to this. I'd have to start an entirely new play through to start unlocking them. Pissed is not the word. I like my trophies, Naughty Dog. You cunts.
And finally, my last qualm with the game, is that up to the point I have gotten to, it's 85% "kill these waves of enemies" an 15% "climb/swing to the next wave of enemies."
I realise it's an old game, but the gameplay seems to lack something. I think it's "fun".
I'm not saying the game is without good points! The voice acting is incredible, the characters are likeable and the storyline seems rich. I just wish the gameplay was strong enough to make me want to proceed. I'm sure I'll play more in a new playthrough and start grabbing the trophies, but until I have the patience, Uncharted is going to remain just that. Uncharted.

I may make a side-blog (completely new URL) dedicated to reviewing new games I get. I'll ask about and see if anyone would be interested in it first though.

If you read all the way to here, I'm impressed and as I did with a previous blog, here's your GOLD STAR!
Sayonara blog! Until next time!

A year in one post.

2011-12-31T19:31:00.001Z

Alot happened in 2011. Good things, bad things, things that made us laugh and cry. Things that made us shudder and fap... I mean, uh... whatever.

I've personally learnt things about myself this year that I will carry with me through 2012 and the years to come.
I'm sure everyone has. If you haven't, it's time to personally reflect on yourself. Without self-evaluation, there's no room for progression.
("Oh here he goes on one his long, rambling, 'deep' blogs." - You)
Some of the most amazing people I know, I met in 2011. Alongside some of the people I wouldn't help if they were hanging off a cliff. And that's the moral of the story. People should die.
I kid. Just a lot of them.

I see on Facebook that a large percentage of people are whining that they've nothing to do tonight, New Years Eve. I know I'm not doing anything. No parties, no crazy night. No hangover in the morning and blotted out memories.
Stop worrying. It's just another day of your life. You can go out tomorrow night. You can go out the night after that. You could party every friccccckin' day of the week, snort so much coke you wear away the lining of your nose and blow your brains out your ears. The only difference is that tonight, we change a 1 to a 2.

Just smile. You made it through another goddamn year.

So now that I've ranted about... whatever I just typed, now onto the New Years Resolutions. What utter balls. The start of a new year when people suddenly decide it's time to change something about themselves. Why change? Why try and be nicer to your brother or sister? What stopped you from doing so before? Sometimes there are things that you know need to change in your life, and that's fine. By all means, go ahead. But don't wait til the start of the New Year to make false promises to yourself and others, which you'll keep for about half a month.

So I have a New Years Resolution? No. I have a New Life Resolution. I decided this around Christmas time. And although I have many people doubting me and giving me "I'll believe it when I see it." quotes etc. I know deep inside myself that this is something I'm going to standby. I'm not happy with things I've done in 2011. I'm not happy waking up, not being able to remember periods of time. I'm not happy with having to consume alcohol to have a good time. So no more.
No more "quick ones" that turn into binges. No more "drinking because I'm stressed". No more "It's X day, lets get WASTED." It all seems so pointless.

Oh, and one last thing that's eating on my mind. If you're unhappy with my bitching, whining and constant updating of social networks and blogs... well, to put it simply, my dick ain't suckin' itself.

I hope you, the people who tell me how much you enjoy my blogs, you, who send me nice messages, you, who keep me sane online and through life, have a wonderful night tonight if you're doing anything.
And I hope you'll see that although this is a new year, nothing is going to change unless you make it do so.
Sayonara, blog.

So, about those daily blogs...

2011-12-13T00:00:00.005Z

APRIL FOOOOOOOLS.
No seriously, I totally forgot I was doing daily blogs. Oops.
I had a good reason for it. Infact, I'll let you pick which reason is best!
1) I was too busy playing with facepaint and makeup.
2) "You were too busy being a huge flying gothic queer." - You
3) I was too busy working and sleeping.
4) Trapped in a mine in Chili. (Too soon? Was it EVER too soon?)
5) I simply forgot. No reason at all.
Only one of these is completely true. I'll give you a hint. It's definitely not being trapped in a mine.

So apologies for y'know, not daily blogging. I honestly don't have the time nor patience to do it. I thought I could, but it was just a pipe-dream. It's fine though. It would have been shoddy, forced content in the end. Like any "professional porn" movie, am I right? I'm so right.

So what's been going on in my world?
I got tickets to go see Black Veil Brides. HOLD IT. Don't you say one thing.
("...." - You")
Good. They've recently been voted for band of t-
("FAGSQUEERSHOMOEMOGOTHBENDERSTHUNDEROUSFUCKINGGAYS" - You)
-he year. Haters gonna' motherfuckin' hate.
The concert in March also has D.R.U.G.S supporting them, which is a really good combination in my opinion, so it should be a damn good gig. And before it, I'll hopefully be seeing Rammstein and their mystery support band down in Dublin. That'll be absolutely immense to say the least.

In other news, not one of my secret projects has been worked on. Although I am currently in the midst of saving money for Summer. How much I can amass, I don't know yet. Plus I must sort out my passport.
I have a few ideas of where I'd like to go, as previously mentioned, but there's always one that stands out.

I read earlier that Charlie Sheen accidentally tweeted his phone number in a message to Justin Bieber, instead of using Direct Message.
I don't care about his mobile number. I don't care about "winning". I don't care that he answered the calls he got from his followers claiming to be "Ray's Pizza". Why on God's green Earth is Charlie Sheen sending his number to the Biebs?
Though now that I think about it, imagine those to having a night on the town. That'd be an experience no young celebrity would every forget. Or remember. Seven gram rocks and all that.

Christmas is coming!
("Oh god, he's sold out and went to the Christmas talk..." - You)
I bring this up just so that I can point out how gosh-darn generous I am.
Now that I'm working 30 hours a week (and slowly killing myself), I can afford to buy people presents.
I've been in the giving mood, and getting the family lovely presents and stuff. I'm going to regret all this money throwing when January comes. Oh well. Rejoice! Yule and all that.

Alright, I think we're just about done with this blog. Should be done by the midnight mark. Impressive. This isn't the first time I'll finish a blog exactly at midnight. Funny how that always seems to happen.
So remember:
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And I'll stop plugging all this crap now!
Sayonara blog! 美しい滞在。

Updating everything; Things I Hate #2

2011-12-05T23:08:00.000Z

Alright there, me hardy wee blog!
Day two and it seems I may actually be able to stick to this daily blog idea.

Today I've done nothing worth while. All I've done is manual labour, update my Vampirefreaks account and thrash about happily to the greatest Japanese band ever.
("Are you wearing makeup? Queer." - You)
Anyway, I'll stop plugging my social networking sites and get on to the daily blog!

Things I Hate #2 - 5th December 2011

Slow walking people in shopping centres and busy streets.

God forbid I ever snap on one of these people when I'm in a rush going to work or trying to catch a bus. Their remains would never be able to be identified. I swear to Odin.

Countless times have I been trying to reach a destination in a hurry and had people literally grinding to a slow and steady halt all around me. I'm almost positive that when people are out shopping or browsing the town, a portion of their brain switches off and they become furrrrr-icken zombies.
Well allow me to be the cure to your disease. I'll kindly put you out of your dim-witted misery.

Worse is when you force yourself to utter an "Excuse me" to said imbeciles, only to recieve a dirty look as they fumble to get out of your way. I'm sorry, is my ability to move at a normal speed bothering you? Let me just chop out a chunk of my noggin and become one of you.

And last, but not least. Groups of these... drones. Be it a family with prams and noisy, messy, uncoordinated sprogs or old people all linking arms (I don't have a clue why they do it, but they do and it pisses me off, get out of my way you decrepit old todgers), simple manners and awareness of those around you go right out the window.
Hell hath no fury compared to what I feel like unleashing in these situations.
I hope I'm not overreacting. I'm normally a very patient and considerate person.
("Liar." - You)

So there you have it. Issue 2 of Things I Hate. I'll give you a fair warning now. These are only going to get more tedious and angsty.
So until tomorrow evening, sayonara blog!

Christmas Run-up; Things I Hate #1

2011-12-04T23:45:00.000Z

Greetings, blog!
I find it amusing to look at the backlog of my blogs and see how over time I became lazier and lazier, blogging less and less.
This is mainly due to working so much, it leaves me with little to really blog about.
So to make up for the lack of blogs, I plan on doing a daily rant until Christmas.
Starting today (4th December 2011) I will do a blog on something I hate every day, until Christmas Eve.
("Joy, we get to have our newsfeeds spammed with your blog." - You)

So without any more chit chat, let's get down to it!

Things I Hate #1 - 4th December 2011

Reading the words "Justin Bieber" on 90% of Youtube videos.

No, I did not just generically hate on Justin Bieber. I honestly don't have a problem with the kid. Hey, props to him. He's younger than me. He's got more money than I'll ever have in a life time. He's got a world of adoring fans. Hey. If he wanted, the kid could see more va-jingo than the worlds most famous gynaecologist. Okay, he'd end up in jail after it because the majority of his fans are like, 11. But you get the picture.

What I hate, and I mean HATEEEEEEE, is that every time I click on a Youtube video, I get some asshat posting "HURURRHURHUR X NUMBER OF PEOPLE WHO DISLIKED DIS ARE BIEBER FANS", "This is real music, unlike Justin Bieber!", "JUSTIN BIEBER IS TEH GEIZ LAWL" and so on and so forth.
I am in the 1% of people who realise that hating on Justin Bieber is just giving him more media attention.
This Bieber hate then brings on the other side of the war.
"LEAVE JUSTIN ALONE", "JUSTIN IS DA GR8EST", "I HAS THE BIEBER FEVER XOXOXO" and so forth. It's like a fucking pandemic. They should give out those SARS masks things, with ballgags inside to shut people the hell up. Take away their keyboards. Leave the internet to those who don't act like they've been through a lobotomy.
In the name of Zeus, I even saw him mentioned on a picture of Jackie Chan. I can't even find any correlation! It's insane! Stop it for the love of the Old Ones!
It's not like the kid's that bad anyway. There's alot worse out there.

Alright. I'm done with this blog. Hopefully that will satisfy and enrage all of you readers out there.
Until tomorrow, Sayonara!

You gotta' fight.

2011-11-24T01:00:00.002Z

Buenos dias, por favor.

Even though it's 1am. Technically still morning. RIGHT?

I haven't blogged in quite some time, so allow me to make up for it with...

Alright. Now that we're all friends again, let's get down to some blogging.

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The next portion of the blog is a rant, readers beware;

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Something that has really been irking me lately, and anyone with parents or a superior will know what I'm talking about, is being asked a question and being told not to "talk back"

When you have a genuine, legit reason for something not being done a certain way, you should be able to express this and explain yourself without it being considered "talking back" or "being cheeky". This severely pisses me off, especially when I'm almost 20.
I mean, really? REALLY? I open my mouth to reply and it's cheeky? Really?

Typing this rant makes me feel very childish, as it's one of those things that simply every teenager and child has put up with in life. Hell, I'm sure when we're all 30-Ancient we'll be doing the same thing to the younger generations. And I completely understand that in circumstances, it's best to stay silent and take on board whatever's being pointed out to you, as it may be a genuine mistake. HOWEVER, in the circumstances that you are aware of the situation and you have a legitimate reason for whatever it may be, I don't see how replying/explaining or "making excuses" is considered cheeky. Infact, those who instantly reply with "DON'T TALK BACK" are in my eyes, the cheeky ones.

And I for one, am not going to sit down and stay tight-lipped and quiet when questioned in such a way, because in the long run, when I explain myself and prove that I am in the right, it's not be left looking embarrassed.

This is something I feel everyone should stand by. No matter how much you're told to stay quiet, do the opposite. Make yourself heard.

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This concludes the rant portion of this blog.

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So I've been doing a little shopping lately and I've has a bunch of tattoo ideas. I've considered getting an Android Tablet, a new iPod, a new phone and all sorts of crap I don't need. Money is the root of all evil. Quickly followed by hoes.

But hey, I had a "bit" of spare cash on me and look what new toy I bought!

That's right. A beautiful Waffen SS replica dagger. Sharp as sharp can be!
Now I ain't no "neo-nazi" or other such bullshit, but I do have an obscene love for weaponry and taboo stuff. And what's more taboo than a replica of such a weapon!? An original! The best part is, I know exactly where to get my hands on such an object, but unfortunately it's slightly out of my price range at the moment. I'm pretty sure I heard it quoted as £200 or somewhere nearby. Maybe sometime in the future. Going to have to keep an eye out for different wee collectables like weapons, medals etc. I absolutely love that kind of stuff, and not just SS/German stuff. War memorabilia in general.

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Alright. Final part of the blog. I know, any of you still reading are bored to death, but hell, someone brought up the blog to me earlier and I though I may as well do a nice long post since I probably won't be doing another one 'til maybe next month.

I've been thinking about alot of different "projects" that I'd be really psyched to start up.

One of which was mentioned in a previous blog, but no details were given on it. It would require a substantial amount of money pumped into it to get it running, but I do know someone who would be able to help me with it now, so that's a start. Unfortunately I'm still not confident enough to announce my plans publicly, simply because every time I do such a thing, it never happens.

Project two, I'm more partial to talking about, as it's nothing more than a "pipe dream". A fantasy, if you will.

I'd really like to save up a decent amount of money, and see how far across Europe I can travel on it.
Bizarre right? Hear me out.
The idea in my head so far is a flight into London or somewhere in England at a cheap price.
From there, a Eurostar ticket from England to France.
Spend a night or two in France, then pass on to Switzerland, Germany and finish up in the Netherlands.

I realise that this is ridiculous sounding, but in my head, it seems very possible.
The main area money would be sunk into would be travel and accommodation. I'm ridiculously good at surviving on junk/fast food and stuff, so that wouldn't be much of a hassle.
There are sites for couch surfing and the likes which would cut out a pile of accommodation hassle, although I'm sceptical on doing something like that in foreign countries, so I'd rather spend a night in a crappy, low-star hotel. Plus spending one or two nights in each city/country wouldn't be OVERLY expensive.
Travel cost is the main factor, as flights, buses and trains would all need to be planned to perfection.
The final destination would be Amsterdam, as... well, it's Amsterdam.
I'd love to be able to do this trip with a friend or two and vlog/film throughout it. It'd be a really amazing opportunity and I'm thinking in the next few years, I may try and put it into action.
Until then, I can keep dreaming.

This is the end of this wall-of-text, long, unfunny blog. If anyone read the whole way through, give me a shout.
I'll give you a shiny gold star!
Sayonara blog, and remember, #keepfighting!

Kick in the teeth.

2011-10-27T01:28:00.005+01:00

So, I went almost a year working one day a week for barely any money.
("Whine, whine. Third world countries and rabies and junglefolk!" - You)
I finally got a full-time job. 6 days, 30 hours a week.
If you're reading this, you're bound to know a little about me. You've either read things on my other posts or have talked to me on Facebook etc.

I. Am. Lazy.

30 hours a week does not go down well with me. At all.

Waking up, rushing about the house, having to dress "smart", buses, work, more buses.
By the time I'm home, I'm tired and want to curl up and sleep again.
And thus the cycle repeats.

This happens every single morning.

So hey. I have a job. Getting by as you do.
BAM. JOB OFFER #2! FUCK. OW.
I'm offered work in a newly opening nightclub that has the potential to be the greatest nightclub in the city.
But the hours aren't enough to allow me to quit my other job. And this... this would be a dream to work in.
So... maybe work two jobs?
I seriously considered it. Hell, I even went to an induction and saw around the club. It looked FANTASTIC.
Unfortunately, I'd be trapping myself in an endless circle with absolutely no free time whatsoever.
Therefore, I reluctantly had to turn down this amazing offer.
Ain't that a kick in the teeth.

So, after a slight absence from blogging (I get lazy, as previously stated), I get to rant again.
I'm going to sleep now, before I start rambling again. Work in the morning! ...Joy.
Thank God I have Saturday with a certain someone to look forward to.
Until next time, when the skies above scream with winds blowing furiously,
Sayonara, blog.

#HashtagGeneration

2011-10-14T00:00:00.001+01:00

Back in the 90s and early 2000s, what was the internet used for?
We had chatrooms and forums, but that was the height of it when it came to social media.
Now it's 2011.
Everyone who owns a computer generally has some form of social network account, such as Facebook, Google+, Twitter... hell, even Bebo!
These sites are popular for so many reasons. Not only have you got your network of friends to check up on, but you can stalk your celebrity crushes, find out tour information on your favourite band and hell, even find out what the local police have been up to!

Thug. Life.

So look back on what we had when you first got a computer and the internet, and compare it to what we have now. Crazy, huh?

Now think what kind of bizarre changes will happen in the next decade or two.
I demand holograms and shit! Hologram video games would be badass. ("Hologram porn would be hot." - You)

The future of Internet Porn.
So yeah. I got Twitter again. Why did I delete it in the first place? I didn't need it.
I can see the benefits of Twitter if you are a celebrity or if you're trying to get updates on a band, but I generally don't. And if I do, I'd just check their websites etc.
So why did I rejoin Twitter if I don't see the need for it?
Simple really. I have a job now. 6 days a week, 5 hours a day. So I'm getting a decent amount of money.
With that money, I have a whole band of projects and ideas I'd like to work on. Most of which are media related. So this blog is going to be getting used a lot more. For what? You'll find out in time! But Twitter is a great place to promote such things and keep people who are interested updated.
My Youtube channel is actually going to have content being uploaded, be it vlogs or anything else I feel worthy of filming/creating.
And finally. I do have a secret project I intend on working on over the next... year or so. It's going to cost a significant amount of money. It's going to take a lot of trial and error. It's going to require time, patience and reliability, but I think we'll get there.Until then,

May the force be with you.
That's how the cookie crumbles.
Stay classy, San Diego.
Like a feather in the wind.
Rosebud was the sleigh.
Sayonara.

Social Networking

2011-09-21T19:17:00.000+01:00

I thought I'd blog about this, simply because it's such a big topic at the moment.

When Facebook first came out, I stuck to Bebo for as long as possible, trying to avoid selling out and moving onto yet another profile.
I eventually gave in and really enjoyed Facebook. It was fun and simple. No hassle, no complicated modules, no themes. Just sharing things and commenting.
Now Facebook is cluttered with unreal amounts of bullshit. Mainly, I see it trying to be something like Twitter.

The "ticker" constantly updating me on who liked who's status and who just tagged someone in someone else's photos. Whoooopee.

Friends lists were fine, until they decided to make it even more complicated by adding "subscriptions" and sharing to certain lists etc.

News feeds are now the habitat of "Top Stories". What's a top story? It's something that FACEBOOK thinks you may find interesting. Facebook knows what is best for you. No. And the worst thing about them? The fact that they appear in the middle of your news feed, messing up the timeline of things. Posts going from 2 minutes ago all the way to say, 20 minutes ago, are now being divided up by "top stories" from 20 hours ago.

The privacy settings used to let you custom decide on who sees all different things, such as your wall posts, others posts on your wall, your friends, your details and pretty much everything else possible on Facebook.
Now when you enter Privacy Settings, you get three main options. Public, Friends, Custom.

When it comes to running a website, especially one so popular as Facebook, there's a certain point where you have to sit back and let it be. What happens when you keep changing things, causing bugs and errors, making things more complicated than they need to be and general winding up your users? Bebo happens.
Bebo died due to the amount of changes they continued to make, slowly ruining what they originally had. Then Facebook came along. Something simpler without all the hassle. Of course people would stray away.

This is going to happen to Facebook in time. I've already got a Google+ account and although it's still in beta, it's the a "better" version of old-school Facebook. A simple layout. Simple sharing. No clutter.
"Circles" are so much easier and more useful than "Friend Lists".

It speaks for itself. Unnecessary change will kill a website. If Facebook doesn't realise how much it's messing with it's users, soon enough, they'll be a distant memory, just like Bebo.
As for Google+? Well, I imagine it'll probably end up doing the exact same thing and have us all move on to a "yet to be created" network. Or maybe, just maybe, Google will have the initiative not to fuck this up.

My Google+ - Click Here
My Facebook - Click Here

Sayonara, blog.

Shaking orgasm on webcam.

2011-09-13T14:05:00.000+01:00

You all remember it.
Limewire. Circa 2008-2009.
You just heard a song on TV and said to yourself "Yeah! I have to download that!"
You open up Limewire and search, say, "Michael Jackson - Beat It".
Loading. Results formulating.
Oh look. It's found it already..
WHAT?
"Michael Jackson has shaking orgasm on webcam"
"Jackson Beat It does striptease for teacher"
WHAT?

Now what always confused me about this, was they'd come up for EVERY search you made.
But they were followed with (Sponsered Link).
WHAT KIND OF DERRANGED PEOPLE RAN LIMEWIRE!?
I just want to Beat It, not view porn!
Wait. Scratch that.

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Anyway. Rest in peace, Limewire. Knew ye' well, ye' big perv.
Getting pumped up for the 30th of this month. Going to be seeing Angerfist live.
It's gonna' be one brutal night.
Anyway, this was just a filler post, because it was on my mind.
But... find attached a picture of two masked warriors.

Fantastic.

MAD or DIE.

2011-09-06T03:03:00.000+01:00

I've said this many times now, mainly to my best friend.

We've discussed it ALOT when drunk, simply due to how much it pisses us off.

I'm stating now. DO NOT come to me for advice, unless you think I will help you.

Why!?

Well, it seems 95% of the people I try and help are fucking morons who listen to advice then go and do the exact opposite. That enrages me more than anything. When I actually do my best to give help (Hell, I don't like doing things, I'm lazy) only to have it thrown back at me.

Others start depending on you for advice and advice only, like that's all you're there for.
Listen up, cumstain. I'm not your counsellor. If you want me to be your agony aunt or your shoulder to cry on, you can pay me an hourly rate. Or maybe a set price per session, since all you do is whine constantly. I could make a small fortune off your and air of self-importance and self-pity.

And last, but not lease, the fact that no matter which ignorant fuckhead I try and help, successful or not, there'll always be one more lined up. And if I can't help you with your problem or give you advice you want to hear, I'm the one who gets it in the ear. I'm the one who's useless. Who isn't a good enough friend.

Fuck. You. Go to your mum or dad, ask to borrow the car and drive yourself into the nearest tree.

Don't get me wrong here.

If I feel someone is genuine and really needs the help or I know that the help/advice they need is serious and not "MY GF/BF ISN'T TLKIN TO ME WEH", I'll devote my precious, precious time to you.

Also, if you're say, my best friend or a very close friend, you are exempt from most of this, because you people not only keep me from going insane, but keep me happy. So I will nearly ALWAYS have time for you.

But generally, I'm done with moronic people with the same IQ as the bacteria growing in my sinks plughole.

Got a problem? Think I'm "selfish"?
Please email: SomeoneWhoCares@NoOne.org

Sayonara.

("Hey. Hey Mika. I saw your blog and I was wondering you could help ME..." - You)

Big in Japan, tonight!

2011-09-01T00:24:00.004+01:00

Konbanwa, blog!
Heh. Just typing that felt weeaboo as shit.
Lately I've been falling back into my love for Japanese music, predominantly visual kei and electro stuff.
I got pretty OCD lately aswell, and organised my music folder, alphabetically by artist and release date. Alongside that, I also gathered album art for every single album. Everything's so clean and tidy. This pleases me.

Anyway, asides from my rekindled love of all things azn and whatnot, life has been treating me relatively well.
There's been alot of ups and downs over the past month or so (see previous blog), but things are looking up I guess. All I need now is a job, a decent wage and fun things to spend it on. One can dream.

Yesterday I decided to take a trip to Pete's house (might be the first time I named him in this blog) and we ended up drinking until 4am or so, making very nasty jokes about things that would not be considered funny by anyone else. We also found a sign which we believe hints that there's a wild Venusaur in Belfast. We were prepared to hear the Pokébattle theme any second after reading this.

But yeah. We laughed for what must have been a good 15 minutes at this one sign. We also ended up stumbling around the streets screaming "DO A BARREL ROLL" because we saw a cat that I claimed was a Fox, which brought back memories of the Star Fox series.
Ah, I do love being drunk with Pete. There is no one else in this world that can have the level of ridiculous banter that we do.

So yeah. There we have it. Alot more has happened in the time I've been away from blogging, but there's some stuff I'm leaving out of blogs from now on, mainly because I end up having to delete it at a later date due to changes in events and what have you. Yes. Yes I just typed "and what have you". I'm posh as fuck. If you didn't know, there's about 10 blogs or so I've deleted in the past because after going back to them, they didn't represent my true feelings, or someone was asking for a "shoutout" and other crap. That ain't what this blog is about no mo'!

Anyway. I'm going to go and listen to Wreckless Media Radio (check it out if you like disturbing, obscure talk radio) and rest my weary eyes. Sayonara, blog.

Run free, Willow.

2011-08-14T11:10:00.002+01:00

Willow - Rest In Peace, 14/8/2011

This morning, one of my beautiful dogs, Willow, passed away. I was woken from the cries of my mother. I shot downstairs only to find Willow lying on her bed, her body stiff and her eyes glazed. She died happy, with our other dogs in her warm house.
I've struggled all morning to come to terms with the fact that she's gone. I had to stroke her and kiss her head one last time. She was so cold and lifeless. I just can't get over the fact that she's gone.
Never before have I met such a docile, gentle dog. A dog who appreciated every shred of attention you gave to her. She would stand by your side, her head pressed against your hip and wouldn't leave until you'd stopped stroking her. Even at her older age, she was a playful pup. Snapping at the air and shaking her head around, excited for walks and strokes.
Saying my last goodbyes to her was... torture to say the least.
I'm going to miss her so much, and I'll never stop loving her. I'm just glad she's getting cremated and we'll always have a piece of her with us.
Run free, Willow. I love you.

Stop being so sane.

2011-08-11T23:26:00.001+01:00

Hooooowdy-doodly-do.
I realise I haven't blogged in quite some time, but hey. Things to do, people to see. That, and I have zero motivation for these kind of things.
I've been oh so poor lately, but finally I've been paid and I'm enjoying having money once more. New stuffs!?

I'm... kind of in a split mood at the moment. I don't know what I'm doing. I don't know what I'm thinking. It's like being an old person.
Scared and confused.
Alongside this, I feel the urge to talk to new people.
Make new friends. Or just to talk.
Anyone who knows me, knows I love to talk crap and just have fun. I just find it very hard to do this with alot of people. There are very, very few people I can talk to for hours on end without any "proper" discussion.
People of the internet. Learn to talk shit more. Thanks.

Tomorrow is Friday. Considering going to Belfast and registering myself on the electoral roll, simply for another form of ID. Grampapa said he'd pay for my first passport, which is fucking amazing and I appreciate it so much.
Anyway, I'm running out of crap to blog about already, but I'll try and post a rant soon, as I know I have on inside of me. I just don't have the patience to put it into words right now.
To make up for my lack of posting, here's a picture of a dog that REALLY wants a ball.

Perfect.
Sayonara, blog. Missed you, ye' smelly rat bastard.
ps. Cheers for the 6000 blog views. That's pretty cool.

Twitter = Tweeting, Tumblr = Tumbling?

2011-07-09T17:05:00.000+01:00

"So... the atoms of the Sun fluttered gracefully into apple crumble? This always happens when I leave you alone."

Greetings from the Void, weary traveller.
Last night was pretty amazing. Went out with friends to a bar and ended up with a huge pitcher of beer. Oh, and a guy fell through two tables covered in glass bottles. I almost chanted "E-C-DUB", but refrained.
So, how're you? Good? That's wonderful. I was curious what this blog was lacking, and it's clearly a lack of interaction between me, your favourite blogger ever (Wait, Ray William who?) and you, my loyal subjects. It always seems to be me talking and you listening. I feel slightly selfish because of this.
Ha. I kid. I doubt you have anything interesting to say anyway. ("Yeah, because this post isn't nonsense..." - You)

I've got a question which you can answer either below in the comment area, on MSN or my Facebook... What's the deal with Tumblr? I see people posting about it and being all positive about it, but every page I look at is just people posting animated .GIFs of cats doing lulzy things. So... what's the big deal about this site? Am I missing something spectacular, or is it just another gimmicky site full of hipsters and scene kids?

Reader Greg asks: If you were the last living person on Earth, what would you do?
Mika replies: First off, I'd go and get myself a pile of cats. I'm going to be very lonely and I heard that's what fat and/or old people get when alone. So yeah. Also, I'd probably go looting. And have sex with dead people. I mean...

Looking out for #1

2011-06-22T23:27:00.001+01:00

Today I have been taking a backseat when it comes to socialising with others. Instead of talking, I've just been observing others and their mannerisms, traits etc.
It's becoming increasingly apparent which people are genuine and which people are fake.
The worst part of this is, I can tell some of these people are "genuine" because of how thoughtless, self-involved and selfish they act.
For example, Person A goes to Person B because they want attention and want to feel good about themselves, and realise that Person B will give them that. Once filled with compliments, Person A packs up their stuff and disappears, only to move on to Person C for attention, leaving Person B wondering where they stand.

This situation sounds bad enough, but when you add in that there's an entire fucking alphabet of these people that Person A could be jumping between for their daily fix of Feelgood, it makes you stop and wonder what peoples true intentions are.
Especially considering not only is there an entire alphabet of "victims" so to speak, but there's also an entire alphabet of "Person A"s. All looking out for themselves and no one else.
Gone is the day when people actually did things because they care for others.
I wish I could be the same and look out for me and only me, but I really can't. Surprisingly really, as I'd have thought myself to be one of the selfish ones.

I realise that reading this, you'll probably have a minor aneurysm (well, as minor as aneurysms get) from how boring and emo-kidish this blog has been, but I just needed to put it into words and get it off my chest.
I am also aware that alot of this probably doesn't make sense, but I'm tired and I am too lazy to use my brain and make things sound semi-intelligent or comedic.

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Reader Sarah asked "What do you think about people using memes in real life to sound cool?"
Mika: This links in perfectly with something I saw in Belfast one time. I was sitting on a bench with a friend and witnessed a girl standing with a few other people, randomly spouting internet slang and memes for no reason. I can understand someone using a meme or quote to answer a question if it makes sense and would come across as humourous. Hell. Even answering "How many X do you have?" with "OVER 9000" is better than just shouting things out of the blue. Atleast it would make sense. BUT NO. This little crackwhore (who I hope is rotting in a gutter now) was randomly shouting "NEWFAGS CAN'T TRIFORCE" and expecting instant-lulz from those around her. If I had a revolver, I'd have blown her brains out all over the street right there and then. Personally, memes should be kept to the internet, but that's just wishful thinking. I blame a certain Futaba-based imageboard for the amount of retards walking the street these days.
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Sayonara blog.

The Blogging Revolution

2011-06-14T00:41:00.008+01:00

The title is simply a quote from a Facebook comment I left earlier.
I've been writing this blog for... well, a decent amount of time now. And though many changes have happened since I started, many deleted posts etc., there is one thing I have always enjoyed.
When people send me messages on MSN or Facebook saying how much my blogs amuse them or how much they enjoy reading them. It kinda' motivates me to keep them going, as I know there are sometimes huge lapses of time where I just can't be bothered.
But something new happened recently.
A good friend of mine messaged me on Facebook saying she enjoyed the blog and linked me to her own, asking for tips and my opinion on it.
I don't know why that pleased me so much. It just made me feel good to be blogging etc.
And now I've seen other friends also publicly posting their blogs etc. It's nice to see people posting their opinions on things and just doing what makes them happy. ("Go back to Starbucks with your laptops, pretentious fags." - You)

Anyway, straying away from the new wave of blogs. Also, for anyone really stupid, that isn't me in the picture above. That's some douchebag.
You know what I hate? Having a cough, an aching throat and a blocked nose all at once. Trying to sleep when you can't breathe is hell on Earth.
Lately, I've been realising how smart I am. Yeah I know, ego or what. But seriously. I've been using foresight alot lately and doing things to make sure that in the event of a potential incident happening, I'll be covered and come out on top of the situation. I'm so good at this "life" thing. I won't go into details, but yeah, fuck with me and you'll be fucking yourself over 1000x worse, mon amis.

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Anyway, I really didn't have much to say in this blog (I type after several paragraphs), so the rest of this is going to be

MIDNIGHT BOREDOM FUN FACT TIME 2011 EDITION DELUXE

And yes, I will trademark in for future use.

I am 19. I'm a Picses. I can be the biggest bastard in the world or the sweetest fool, depending on my mood. When I'm hungover, sick, tired or pissed off, tread carefully. I'm extremely impatient. I find it very hard to trust people as of 2011. Hell, as of 2010, but even moreso this year. I don't forgive things easily. I'm a ridiculous drunk. I'm not confident but I'm damn good at covering that up. I've no idea what I want to do career wise, though I'm starting to think about it alot. If you like pro wrestling, I will most likely instantly get along with you. My natural hair colour is light browny/dark blondey/sandy gingery... I don't even know. I don't think I could live without chips or crisps. I love Jaeger with a deep, unholy passion. My favourite colour varies, but black and white combos always look nice. Or silver. Or purple. Purple is good too. I happen to think box forts are pretty fucking awesome.

And finally, for Paul, who asked "If you got desperate one night and decided that humping the freezer's ice compartment was the best method of pleasure and you got stuck. What would you do?"
First, I'd bitch and moan and if my laptop was nearby, write a blog on how cold my penis is.
Secondly, if I had a mobile, I'd probably ring the... ice... brigade...
"Maw, mah ding-a-ling is stuck in the freezer again!" is a sentence my mother doesn't want to hear for a second time in her life. I mean, what? Uh.
I'd rather not cut it off to be fair, though if it came to that, I'd wait for a while until it had frostbite.

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Anyway, that about does it for this unnecessarily long blog. I may ask someone for a fun question each blog, to spice them up. Sound fun? Aye!
If you read this to the end, I feel sorry for your brain. Sayonara, blog.

Some are born to sing the blues.

2011-06-11T12:15:00.000+01:00

Sometimes in life, I can have alot of good days out with my friends. I can meet up, drink, party, flirt and generally have good times. But then there's days like today, where I don't want to go out with anyone, even my closest friends. I just want to stay in and lie around. It's not laziness. It's not that I don't want to see these people. It's definitely not something personal against anyone. It's just... me.

I guess I'm introversive in a way. It's like a have a battery which fuels my social life and every once in a while, it runs dry and I need time to recharge.
It's not something I enjoy. I'd love to go out and see everyone and enjoy myself, but I feel that I physically and mentally can't do it.

I'm posting this today, because I'm feeling drained and want to be able to explain it as best as I can, so that no one feels I am just being lazy or neglecting them. You people, my true friends, make me so happy and make my life worth living. Thank you.

E3 (More like Eee...)

2011-06-07T14:21:00.001+01:00

I promised myself I wouldn't get all nerdragey and bitch and moan about how disappointing E3 was, but as a friend over at Derion.org posted, Microsoft/Xbox REALLY dropped the ball.

I can understand when a company bring out a new product, their first priority is advertising it and giving it as much publicity as possible. But pretty much every single thing that Microsoft brought to the table was pushed as "Kinect compatible". Now I'm sure there are people out there who may actually find this an advance in gaming and the industry in general, but to me, Kinect (aswell as Playstation Move) is extremely gimmicky. I have it placed up there with the EyeToy for the PS2 etc.
Pushing something so gimmicky is a let down, in my eyes. Maybe in a money-making point of view, they're trying to make Kinect compatible with as much as possible in hope of increasing sales, but I just don't see it happening. But who am I other than a 19 year old guy writing blogs on the interwebs.

The other thing that was pushed by Xbox and Microsoft was Internet Streaming such as Youtube and Hulu being implemented into the console. Big fucking whoop. Playstation and Sony have been offering an entire browser alongside built in iPlayer etc. since their consoles release, alongside much more. And the big difference here is that Sony never made you pay for it. Of course this just goes back to "Xbox Live isn't free, PSN is!", but that's entirely it in my eyes. You're offering something for a price (the standard Xbox Live price) which is already being given free by your rival company.

Finish the fight... again...

And finally, the big news. What people thought would NEVER happen.
You fucking kidding bro? Seriously? HALO 4!? Shit, no one saw that coming.
I kid. Anyone who thought the Halo francise was finished are idiots. Halo is Microsoft's way of saying "We want your money, and we no what sells." Halo has been making money for Microsoft since the first release and to not continue rolling with it would be an idiotic move on Microsoft's part. But why make it such big news. Woo, same old shit, different backdrop.

Dear Xbox and Microsoft,
Call me back when you've got something interesting or new to offer me.

Until then, we're done. Thank you and goodnight.

Ranting for the sake of ranting.

2011-06-06T23:51:00.008+01:00

Minor Rant #1
Political correctness fucks me off. People need to lighten up on stuff like that.
Your average person seems to make more of "politcally incorrect" terms than the people who the phrases and names they are aimed at. My mum knows a guy with a limp whose email address includes "LimpyGimpy" and he calls his walking stick his "spazzo stick". Amazing. Props to this man.

Funk Master Z (prev. B-Lion)
and Mika Saint (prev. S-Fox)

Minor Rant #2
Censorship is getting ridiculous. Horror and gore movies being banned etc. is ridiculous. I can understand if the movies include something like rape. But gore? Man the fuck up, governments. If you're going to be "harmed" by a movie, don't watch. Don't even consider it. Just sit down and shut the fuck up. Don't complain and have it banned and ruin it for everyone else who gets off to it. I love gore movies and really freaky horror movies. If you don't like them, fine. But banning them? Seriously, fuck off now.

Becoming Saint.

2011-05-30T22:41:00.000+01:00

I'm back, you motherfucking cuddly bastards.
I haven't blogged in... uh... 5 months or so? ("Oh, you were gone?" - You)
I had my reasons for not blogging. Mainly because it was easier not to during that time.
But now I feel resurrected and ready to ramble again.

I'm baaaaaaaaack...

What have you missed? Nothing interesting.
But to keep in fashion with the original point of having this blog...
You know what I hate? Hypocrites.
When you take pity on someone because they're having a rough time, only for them to treat another person the way they were treated. I feel like I've wasted my time caring for someone when they are just as bad as everyone else. So you know what? Fuck off.
Go suck a mountain of cocks and whine about it when people call you a slut. I'm done.

So that's me for the evening. Just felt like getting back to this.
Oh, and there's been a slight change in the name. I'm no longer using the Saint Fox alias. Instead, I'm fusing it with my real name, Mika. Therefore, Mika Saint is born.
I will blog again soon hopefully. Nice to see you little fucks again.
Sayonara, blog.

Regeneration.

2011-01-25T11:28:00.000Z

Sorry for the depressing post before hand.
I was every level of breaking down. But I'm feeling a bit better now.
It'll take time as always for me to get back to my normal self.
But it'll happen.
So... Saint Fox is returning.

For now, I will be relying on you all to keep me sane.
I know it's a hard job. Because I've never been sane to begin with.
But that is your mission.
Reward: 1000xp & Staff of the Ancients (Rare)

So if you haven't guessed, El Santo Zorro is single again. I think that's the correct Spanish translation anyway. I never realised Zorro meant "Fox". Huh.
Pan made me a very happy guy, and I only hope that sometime soon, she can be happy aswell.

So what shall Saint Fox do!? Eh!?
He'll drink lots, he'll party lots and he'll eventually build himself back up.

Finally, I thank everyone who left me texts, Facebook posts and MSN messages with your best wishes and love. It all meant a lot, especially the ones coming from people I wouldn't have expected. You're all amazing.
Much love, speak soon.

Time out.

2011-01-24T09:00:00.000Z

I haven't blogged in a while, because my life has been so amazing.
I was happier than I have been in years, and I was finally feeling good about everything.
Now I'm back to square one, I've lost all confidence in myself and I just wish I wasn't here.
I'll blog again some time in the future. When I feel there's a point in doing so.