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Saturday, April 7, 2012

Well, that's reassuring...

The Dante's Inferno Test has sent you to the First Level of Hell - Limbo!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:
LevelScore
Purgatory (Repending Believers)Low
Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)High
Level 2 (Lustful)Low
Level 3 (Gluttonous)Low
Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)Low
Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)Low
Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics)Moderate
Level 7 (Violent)Low
Level 8 - The Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)Low
Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous)Low

Take the Dante's Divine Comedy Inferno Test

Friday, October 14, 2011

Sexiness

Just look at it, look at it in all its sexy glory: http://www.skulduggerypleasant.com/promo/index.html. Which reminds me, must remember to go book shopping tomorrow. I hear Death Bringer is out and I can't actually get it cheaper in America so, no more procrastinating.


Sunday, October 9, 2011

Anonymous Ranting Pt. 1


DEAR SO AND SO,

Don't smile at me like that. It pisses me off that you keep smiling at me like that. You didn't try to keep contact with
me once and you still think we're friends? Fuck to the no. I spent months chasing after you lot. I was always the one to call and t
ext, to arrange meeting up, if I coul

d catch you that was. Now? I'm fucking sick to the teeth of it. I wasted enough time running around, trying to 'keep the group together' like some kind of eejit. Kindly take your friendship and stuff it so far up your ignorant arses that it's poking out the top of your heads like a bloody flag.
And then there's the rest of you. 'Oh, boo-hoo you're never in town any more. Who do you hang out with?' Eh, none of ye? Obviously. Just because I don't care enough to meet face to face doesn't mean I don't have friends. I just have foreign friends, who don't really give a rats fart that we don't spend our weekends wandering around in circles, desperately hoping that today will be the day something interesting happens when instead we all end up with blisters and just as bored as last time. Moody says it perfectly;














So stop smiling at me.

Saturday, August 21, 2010

An Explanation

Well, I disappeared for a long time but this time, I have a reasonable excuse. You remember, I mentioned that I was at CTYI? If not, well, I did. That took up a fair amount of my time and left me emotionally drained. My final year and I was forced to leave two days early. -sigh- There's a long, long story behind that but, basically, due to my horrible habit of trying to take other peoples problems onto myself to stop them from hurting, I often ignore my own problems and this time I guess I over did it and burned out a little. And boy were there problems this year...

Also, anyone that remembers my little panic about my relationship last April is unlikely to be surprised to hear that I am now single. The two of us decided that we weren't really suited to each other and it would be best if we went our separate ways. I was less torn up by this them I expected and it dawned on me that that was probably because when I said 'We're two separate people on two separate paths' I was right. Thankfully, things weren't weird between us when I got back.

We won't talk about the minor boo-boo I made by falling for a guy who has problems coming out his ears and is also one of my best friends. I think I patched that up as best I could. We'll see how things go.

I also accidentally sent a text meant for a friend to my ex, stating that I still had feelings for him. I took the standard route and decided to pretend it never happened. That's actually going great. Denial is the best approach to avoid embarrassing conversations. xD

Sometimes I wonder why I bother posting these, since no one reads them but I suppose it's a good way to work out my anger/sadness/etc without resorting to fire and a jail sentence.

Thursday, August 19, 2010

An Indepth Exam Of Life, People and Where We're Going Wrong

I swear, if we all die and it turns out that our 'grand deity' is really the Flying Spaghetti Monster or that all the Wiccans were right, I will laugh until I die a second time. Because I am sick and tired of these extremist Christians being treated better then all other extremists. I could sit here and call them names until the cows come home but, to bring it right back to the basics, the undeniable truth, they are xenophobes.

"What this is coming down to is who runs the country. It's us against them. It's the good guys versus the bad guys. It's the God-fearing people against the pagans, and some of the pagans are going to church." - Randall Terry, published in the New Sentinel, August 16th 1993.

I was born that year and it is words like these that make me ashamed. Ashamed to have been born into such a society, almost ashamed to be human. But, for all our flaws, we, as a species, are learning. We are learning acceptance, we are learning peace. Admittedly, it is slow going but we are still learning. It is people like Mr. Terry who are forcing this process to drag out.

I am not asking anyone to renounce their beliefs, goodness no. But, I am asking people to open their minds. I ask them, not to change their thoughts on issues such as homosexuality and abortion but to grow as people and understand that there are people out there who feel differently then they do. No one is essentially right or wrong.

On topics such as religion, how can we ever know what is right until we have passed on and learn? A lot of you will say 'Faith' and I agree. The issue is that some people become so commited to their faith that they refuse to entertain the idea that other people have a different faith, believe in a different path to the same destination.

Even as I type, the tone of my writing changes. That is because I started out angry but have gradually calmed and thought through what I am saying. I remembered what I stand for, which is freedom and the right to be who you are without fear of recrimination. I learned that anger is not the way to face these things. Anger solves nothing, it merely creates more anger. There are examples of this all around us and yet we refuse to see them. Why? Because they are ugly reminders that we are not perfect, that, even though we have placed ourselves at the top of the food chain, we are not as at peace with ourselves and others as we would like to believe.

I'm going to finish there as a combination of energy drinks and t.v have distracted me from my original point. I may continue this post later on. For now, please, let me know what you think.

Wednesday, July 14, 2010

I'm not Your boyfriend - Not Your Blood Elf

I'm not your boyfriend, baby, [I'm not your blood elf baby]
I ain't your cute little sex toy, [I ain't your cannibal troll]
I'm not your lion or your tiger, [I'm not your orc or your tauren]
Won't be your nasty little boy, [won't be your nasty little gnome]
I'm not your boyfriend, baby, [I'm not your warlock, baby]
I can't grant your every wish, [I can't grant your every DoT]
I'm not your knight in shining armor, [I'm not your dwarf in shining armor]
So, I just leave you with this kiss [So, I just leave you with this sting]

You can catch me on the speedtrain, [You can catch me on the slowboat]
Beeper in a three-way, [Running in the dungeon]
Shinin' with the gleam chain, [Shinin' in gleamin chain]
And your honey givin' me brain, [And your guild givin' me loot]
You can catch me watchin' AI, [You can catch me watchin' TC]
Mello it's game time, [Horde, it's game time]
Pinkie with the same shine, [Weapon with the same shine]
Pitbull and a canine [Core Hound and a canine]

You know I rep' this shit, [You know I pwn this shit]
I gots it tatted on my skin, [I gots it showin in my achieve]
If you fuckin' with my city,
Then you fuckin' with my kin,
You know I rep' this shit, [You know I pwn this shit]
I got my hands up on your chest, [I got my arrows in your chest]
Motherfuckers best believe it, [Hordies best believe it]
That you're fuckin' with the best That you're fuckin with a beast!]

I'm not your boyfriend, baby, [I'm not your blood elf baby]
I ain't your cute little sex toy, { I ain't your cute little gnome]
I'm not your lion or your tiger, [I'm not your pally or your druid]
Nah, nah, won't be your nasty little boy, [Nah, nah, won't be your nasty undead]
Whoo, I'm not your boyfriend, baby, [Whoo, I'm not your Night Elf baby]
Yeah, I can't grant your every wish, Yeah, I can't grant your every heal]
Yeah, I'm not your knight in shining armor, [Yeah, I'm not your Rogue in shining armor]
So, I just leave you with this kiss [ So, I just leave you with this Sting]

Kill the lights, [Kill the priest]
These children learn from cigarette burns, fast cars, fast women, and cheap drinks, [These players learn from Immolation traps, fast dings, fast mounts and cheap armor]
It feels right, [It feels right]
All these asphyxiated, self-medicated; take the white pill, you'll feel alright, [All these asphyxiated, self-medicated, take the right pot, you'll feel alright]
Kill the lights, [Kill the priest]
These children learn from cigarette burns, fast cars, fast women, and cheap drinks,[These players learn from Immolation traps, fast dings, fast mounts and cheap armor]
It feels right, [It feels right]
All these asphyxiated, self-medicated-- [All these asphyxiated, self-medicated--]

You can catch me on the speedtrain,
Beeper in a three-way,
Shinin' with the gleam chain,
And your honey givin' me brain,
You can catch me watchin' AI,
Mello It's game time,
Pinkie with the same shine,
Deep poetic canine

You know I rep' this shit,
I gots it tatted on my skin,
And if you fuckin' with my city,
Then you fuckin' with my kin,
You know I rep' this shit,
I got my hands up on your chest,
Motherfuckers best believe it,
That you fuckin' with the best

Kill the lights,
These children learn from cigarette burns, fast cars, fast women, and cheap drinks,
It feels right,
All these asphyxiated, self-medicated; take the whi--
Kill the lights,
These children learn from cigarette burns, fast cars, fast women, and cheap drinks,
It feels right,
All these asphyxiated, self-medicated; take the white pill, you'll feel alright,
Kill the lights,
These children learn from cigarette burns, fast cars, fast women, and cheap drinks,
It feels right,
All these asphyxiated, self-medicated; take the white pill, you'll feel alright,
Kill the lights,
These children learn from cigarette burns, fast cars, fast women, and cheap drinks,
It feels right,
All these asphyxiated, self-medicated; take the white pill, you'll feel alright

Russian Roulette - Raid Roulette

Yeah, I'm now treating this as a place to save stuff i'm working on coz, hey, no one reads it.



[Verse 1:]
Take a breath, take it deep
Calm yourself, he says to me
If you play, you play for keeps [If you roll, you roll for keeps]
Take the gun, and count to three [Take the mouse and count to three]
I’m sweating now, moving slow
No time to think, my turn to go

[Chorus:]
And you can see my heart, beating [And you can see my hand, shaking]
You can see it through my chest [You can see it through the screen]
Said I’m terrified but I’m not leaving
I know that I must pass this test [I know that I must win this loot]
So just pull the trigger (trigger x4) [So just pull a ninja]

[Verse 2:]
Say a prayer, to yourself
He says close your eyes,
Sometimes it helps
And then I get, a scary thought
That he’s here, means he’s never lost

[Chorus:]
And you can see my heart, beating
Oh you can see it through my chest
And I’m terrified, but I’m not leaving
Know that I must pass this test
So just pull the trigger

[Verse 3:]
As my life flashes before my eyes
I’m wondering will I, ever see another sunrise?
So many won’t get the chance to say goodbye
But it’s too late to pick up the value of my life

[Chorus:]
And you can see my heart, beating
Oh oh you can see it through my chest
Said I’m terrified, but I’m not leaving
Know that I must pass this test
And you can see my heart, beating
Oh you can see it through my chest
I I I’m terrified but I’m not leaving (no, no)
Know that I must pass this test
So just pull the trigger

Tuesday, July 13, 2010

C~T~Y~I

CTYI - Centre For Talented Youth Ireland A.K.A Nerd Camp. Where you do a collage level course for three weeks.

Woo! So far, the first week is epic! It may only be Tuesday but Comp. Apps. is totally awesome. Shame about the rain and I'm dreading heading back to the dorms with the downpour outside at the moment but still - Epic to the max! I hear we're starting on Java tomorrow!