So…um…yeah…Guess I haven’t been updating this shit-blog so often, but it’s ok since no one really reads it…and if you do (you know who YOU are) you definitely have a mental disease of something.

So all the shittyness around applying for a university has ended and I fell pretty good about that. Not that I’m happy where I ended – new bulgarian university instead of the medical university…but hey you win some, you lose some…shit happens. And it is precisely because I procrastinate like hell that I didn’t get in. But hey, who needs it right – at the place I’m now and girls are hotter (*to be read – those fictional creatures I have heard about and who don’t actually let me touch them /it’s a joke, don’t make me spell it out/ ).

That put aside I had a pretty fun summer – got to see most of my friends on a daily basis ; went to the seaside for some out-of-home procrastination and other fun stuff. I do need to point out that the beaches have really gone down hill these past few years. Really didn’t notice it last year since I was on a school organized trip and all the bikini ass i saw far familiar to me and well…there wasn’t much mystery there. But this year…wow…my penis wanted to stay back at the hotel rather than existing in the proximity of these…beast for lack of a better word. See, bodily fat makes men look more influential (don’t deny it, you’ve all thought that) whereas with the case of women it’s just fuckin’ appalling. I mean even the beer I was guzzling down, the oh so sweet french fries (ridiculously under-prices btw) and  AC/DC booming form the  speakers in the beach pub, were unable to make me ignore the rhinoceros  on the beach towel 5-6 meters in from of me. It kind of seemed like the once-woman-now-animal was actually displacing the oxygen molecules in the air, leaving only carbon dioxide around itself – that being the only explanation that could possibly explain why i felt nauseous when i passed by that thing. I mean we’re talking serious forest beast here….so much that if a trained hunter would shoot it with 12 gauge  duble-barreled  Remmington  from point blank  range he would probably just agitate the creature.

On a brighter note i managed to survive the whole 6 days spent in the company of mad chalga (bulgarian country music) fans without hearing the dreaded music once. Some of you might say „mehh so what“ but…well…fuck you it’s not as easy as it sounds. So shut up. Seriously.

Other than that and a dermatological cyst dangerously close to my ass, the summer was ordinary, with only a few slip-ups which quite frankly i’d rather keep to myslef.

The real reason why i even started disclosing my whole summer here was because of recent frustrations and my need to vent…closely interwoven by the inability of most of my friends to understand why i’m in a shitty mood.

See, I’ve been trying to play this game – Warhammer Online. There was this open beta phase from the 7th to the 13th of this month. I got my keys and everything, cleared my schedule – all so i could enjoy some me-time. Well…that didn’t go as expected. The 7th, when beta registration opened, I eagerly got up at 9:00 CET+1, seeing how the reg pages open at 9:30. And imagine my surprise when at 9:31 the web page and the servers supporting it just crashed, burned, blew up, decimated the city they were in and in general stopped working. From that point on 3 days passed where no one cou8ld actually play the, and i quote “ fully operational beta servers“ . This came to bew known as the saga of „wardrama online“. But hey i managed to get everything up and running the day before yesterday. I really enjoyed my whole 2 days of playing and was counting to enjoy today as well as a final step before buying the aforementioned game. Imagine then my surprise when i come back home and find out the servers are dead….oh ye of little minds – how stupid was i to thing good could come of this.

So it’s 12:19 right now…and I’m writing angrily in my blog….how much i have fallen….

Anyway, to make my final point, the company hosting the European game servers is GOA (you may recall dark ages of camelot). And you see, the this about GOA is…that they are FRENCH. GOD DAMN FRENCHYS. OH HOW I HATE THEM ! WHO LEFT THEM TO EXIST ALL THESE YEARS ! I MEAN COME ON THEY DON’T HAVE A MILITARY VICTORY SINCE THE TRIBAL STAGE OF HUMAN EVOLUTION, HOW HAVE WOULD IT HAVE BEEN TO COUNQUER THEM……SHITCOCK !

By the way this should not really be considered a racial slur, since I’m just mad – on normal days i hate all the nations and races equally – so fuck you and fuck off shitfuck motherfuckers.

Anyway that’s about it…i should totally stop writing now…

….but i can’t…

..i’m hooked….

…ze blog…she callz for meh…

…whatever…

-____-“

I know it’s old news but this stuff is really getting to me.
In case anyone doesn’t know about this – it’s those people, who spy on old people and at a point phone them, saying is in and is now at . The only way to supposedly help said family member is to meet „a friend of his“ and give him $$$$$ so that he can bribe someone and gtfo. These guys have managed to freak my grandparent 3 times already ! The first time I was around (luckily) and manager to arrange a meeting with the „contact“ …who I then beat senseless.And yet they still persist. Today my grand pappy got a call from some fucker – good thing the old man hasn’t lost his mind yet and told the guy to go fuck himself.

I mean I understand crime in general. Fraud too. But leeching from old people while claiming their loved ones are in deep shit ? That’s just wrong ! What kind of a spineless person does that ?
Meh… That just grinds my gears.

On a lighter note, last week or so i’ve been in this really crappy mood and somehow now I’m not. Ha, funny how crap unfolds. No, seriously there is no reason for this, but I am partially happy.
Whatever.

mood : crappy to crappy-good*
playin’ : Atari Teenage Riot – Speed*

* I don’t know where this came from.

…What’s wrong with me o_O; .

Hi, know that I hate ?

COMMUNISM !

….bye.

I suddenly decided to start updating this shithole weblog thingie. And now due to popular demand (1 out of 1 people requested it) in English. Sitting at home all day studying for some bogus university entrance exams made me think „hey why don’t i do something meaningless “ and sure enough here it is – and let me make a promise for this and future posts here – the meaningless coefficient is going to skyrocket through roof.

So anyways I decided today’s bag of feces to be about education – ’tis popular , ’tis shitty and as promised – lacks meaning coming from a douche bag like me.

I have this little question to ask all the crappy teachers – What the fuck is your problem ?! Get a fucking grip byetches….. seriously the Bulgarian education system is devoid of any principals and overall goals. It’s a system where the teachers excrete feces upon the students, and the student / blinded by says feces/ walk around blindly without a shred of education.

I’d love to gather numerous examples of the social degradation in our schools but due to the fact that I am lazy and in fact don’t care – you’re going to have to settle for Second English High School Sofia-Bulgaria. As a senior year student there I’ve had to sit through countless sessions of crap and crap again. I challenge any shitfuck that reads this to find a semi-qualified teacher in said school.

Example of incompetence No.1 – Seconds semester school schedule features the so called „blank periods“ where in the middle of the school day – let’s say 3rd period you have…..nothing. Ofc after that you have 3-4 more periods or buttcrap as I plan on referring to them from this point on. And that’s because all the at least quasi-intelligent teachers left the school a few months back.

Tomorrow a new principal steps forth to preside over our dear dump. Now you might be thinking „well if it’s a dump, change might be good“ and „the old one sucked donkey shlong“, but well you’re wrong so fuck off. The old principal was an elderly cunt who stole money from us and had an attitude to boot. Despite her being voted Mrs. Hugest-Vagina-Ever, she ran the school like a military district ; her English is way more than semi-decent ; had a sense of humor ; kept everything tidy. Now you can see my problem with this new old fag-woman – she doesn’t understand a word of English ; is from the country-side /yaaaay/ and doesn’t know shit/care about the school’s traditions. We’re totally in for some freaky shit.

Stuff to babble about No.2 : Everyone born after 1991. What is up with those little wankers ? o.O; K, I realize me and my classmates are the last ones to get a certificate from IIELS – next year they’re probably gonna rename the school to II English Buttsecks and gay bondage School……seriously. So anyway onto the buttholes that are the 8th through 11th grades (exceptions there but too few to mention). I walk around school and I see it all – from groupie whores with huge gaping vaginas to down right homosexual buttfucking bastards. Now it’s one thing to go your local barbershop and ask for a „fashionable yet question able“ haircut, it’s quite another to pull your hair in front of your eyes /hence blocking all visibility/, slam on a System of a Down T-shirt, black jeans and blackish-pink sneakers (yes, you read correctly) – and this from a BOY /sort of at least/. I was nanoseconds away from making a belt from this kid’s skin – too bad i was running late for a period of beer and unintentional flirting with a couple of questionably single females (prolly got AIDS or some shit). Also I need it to be noted – sitting with some buds on the benches behind school, drinking some beers, when this girl comes up – note she IS a minor from the 8th grade /newbie/ and asks if one of us could go the nearby liquor store and by her and her MINOR friends some vodka. Again, after i overcame the shock I was about to beat her silly and stuff sharp pointy things in her anus….. luckily i got distracted by a pair of nice breasts that passed by (can’t say if they were just flying or attached to body or some shit).

Seriously what the fuck… What the fuck God, what the fuck, you sick fuck, you……

Aaaaah nuff ranting fer 2day….

<insert random stereotypical good fortune wish here>
Pantsman, Protector of…..just screw off

Предполагам, че пънко, всъщност няма да умре. Но оригиналността на песните му загива бавно.

1. Bad Religion – Against the Grain – Някои се борят/пеят срещу политически системи, репресии и тн., но НЕ ! Ние се борим срещу зърното !

2.  Bad Religion – Ten in 2010 – Десет какво ? Десет лимона ? Десет краставици ? Десет кила ?

3.  Bad Religion – Let Them Eat War – С лъжица ! За да им е по-гадно !!!

4.  Bad Religion – The Hippie Killers – Хяхяхя има всякакви хора в днешно време

5. Bad Religion – Don’t Prаy On Me – Ей ! Гнъхав ! Кво се молиш върху мен вее ? o_O

Баси, чак сега осъзнавам, колко съм изпуснал от състоялия се в Каварна фестивал. Само гледайки в youtube как пеят Българския национален химн ме метна в тъча. Нещо в мен някакси умря….е нищо да аз съм си оптимист – ще дойдат пак и тогава ще късам глави за билетченце ^_^. Все едно де, в неделя направихме една хубава планина с едни приятели, което някакси ми отвлече вниманието от меноуар.

Току що прегледах всички нови попълнения на сайта на уорхамър онлайн и просто отброявам дните до Януари 2008, когато официално аз спирам да съществувам в реалния свят. Пускам корени в стола и ставам растение…яко, ех ?

Междувременно ми свърши сезона и нямам повече тренировки по ръгби до есента….твърде не-яко…ся кво ще правя цяло лято :/ уърк ай гес. пръц.

Найтуиш е финландска симфонична/готичекса метъл група. В малко повече от 10те си години заедно, групата успява да популяризира и да придаде ново лице на симфоничния метъл – лицето на вокалистката Тария Турунен, която със своя глас спечелва сърцата на милиони фенове по цял свят. Още в първите си години Nightwish стават хит в родната си страна и по света, оглавявайки всякакви метъл и рок класации. През годините те много работят върху стила си, докато накрая, в албума си Once създават звук, неможещ да се причисли към какъвто и да е жанр. Оперното пеене на Тария, съчетано с леки симфонични и тежки метъл музикални  моменти, определят място на групата на върха на Европейската хард рок и метъл сцена.

Естествено групата функционира като добре смазана машина – всяка малка частичка изпълняваща своята уникална роля, всяка частичка е важна за работата на метъл механизма. С напускането на Тария през 2005 г. бъдещето на групата изглеждаше предначертано, но въпреки това те не се отказаха и намериха новата си вокалистка в лицето на Анет Олзън. Гласът на новата дама не притежава богатата палитра от тоналности, които притежаваше този на Тария. Дали това ще превърне найтуш в поредната безлична метъл група ? Дали това е краят на популярността на групата ? Дали да си направя кюфтета за вечеря ?

Отговори на всички тези въпроси ще получим в близко бъдеще. В момента групата подготвя няколко лайф изяви както и нов албум, който ще излезе на пазара септември. Успеваемостта на този албум може да е решаваща за бъдещето на Найтуиш с новата им вокалистка.

Ще поживеем, пък ще видим.

1. Dio – Holy Diver – такам, мхм, добре – свещен водолаз – отказвам да възрпиема какъвто и да е друг превод !

2. AC/DC – Big Balls – стига глупости, всички знаем, че се пее за ташаци….

3. Archive – Fuck You – късо, точно и запомнящо се. Това име определено е идейно за песен – елиминира всички догатки “ ох ма сега тази песен как бешеее“ . Плюс това и текста кърти…

4. 3 Doors Down – Kryptonite – Сигурен съм, че Супермен много го е страх от тази песен.

5. Crash Test Dummies – Mmm Mmm Mmm – просто няма заложен смисъл o_O;

Загорка. Много хубава бира. Даже бих казал, че е единтвената българска бир,а която пия с удоволствие.

От известно време на пазара съществува феноменът, наименован загорка 1л, 2л с „портекшън къп“ …..Що за наивен човек вярва, че парченце харттия около капачката спомага за запазване газировката и вкуса на бирата ? Верният отговор би трябвало да е – никой. Но явно бългаското население в голямата си част е просто. Подобни маркетингови трикове не се възприемат никъде другаде по света, а там където ги има, правят реални неща (пример: хайнекен и техния последен модел бутилировка).

Нека прочетем феноменалните факти за Загорка ПРОТЕКШАН КЪП !!! :

*“Уникална хартиена протекшан кап за защита на капачката“ – ууууу ако нещо случайно стане с капачката лелелелелелелле. Единствената функция на вестника около капачката е, да дразни човек докато го маха…

*“Перфорация на капсулата за по-лесно отваряне“ – Разбира се, кой нормален човек меже да СКЪСА парче хартия с голи ръце ? Никой ! Сложна работа…..

*“Бутилката е снова форма за по-удобно наливане“ – Мда, старата бутилка (почти по нищо не различавайки се от новата) беше отвратителна – ти накланяш да налееш в чашата…и то отива по пода. Булшит….

Освен това, въпреки всичко, което казват – бирата пак си изветрява от 1 и 2л бутилката….

Извод : пийте бира от 0.5л или се ядосвайте.

Отдавна се каня да си отворя някакъв вид онлайн журнал, в който да драсвам от време на време разни работи. Явно това ще е – много изчистен блог, много ми харесва.

Днес ходих да гледам ръгби, много интересен спорт – влече ме сериозно. Не разбирам, защо хората се отнасят с такова отвръщение към него….навярно не са запознати /предразсъдъци/.

Доста е трудно да напреднеш с топката, поради концентрираната защита и поради това, този спорт не позволява солови изпълнения.

Естествено, напреднеш ли малко, точките са вече в ръцете ти.
Да загубиш топката в такъв случай си е срамота…

Сорните топки се решават със скръмидж (боричкане). Отборите се нареждат и един пуска топката средата – който отбор успее да избута противника си назад малко има право да избута топката назад към своите и играта продължава.