Emotions

I saw one of my facebook friends taking an emotion quiz. I decided to take that quiz on Facebook but i realized it would be so negative. I didn't want people to see how negative i felt so i took few emotion quizzes on the internet. And what i got out of them were mostly................

Pain
sadness
anger
hope
(once) sarcasm
(once) Flat face, people don't think you are human.

In one quiz, i got a picture that descripes my emotion... as this flower shows.

Actually i scored sadness, pain and hope few times. This emotion - :S descripes me wel l i think. GOOD I DIDN'T SHOW IT ON FACEBOOK!!!

God

I was reading about a man and his daughter. He is a blogger and atheist but his wife is religious and there for their children go to the "children's church" He drove his 3 year old daughter to the church and after she had been there he asked her:
Dad: What did you kids do today?
Girl: We closed our eyes and listened to god.
Dad: And did god say anything to you?
Girl: Yes, he said i was a asshole.

Dream

We go back in time........ more then 25 years........ My mother's friend wanted to take my mother with her on the dance, "Please come with me" she said. At the dance, my mother saw this strange man with glasses, not her type. And she wasn't his type either. Why would those two different persons start relationship anyway? It didn't happen.

My mother has one son, and she didn't have more children again in her life.
My father had no children until he was over 40. Then he had one daughter.

But if they would have met, i would have been born. But they didn't meet. So i was never born. Couldn't have been, unless they would have mixed me. So i don't exist, thankfully.

psycho

This is Rasmus Jones.
He is suicidal paranoidal psycho and he doesn't know what to do today. But he has found a dynamite and a gun and wonders what to do with it. He decides to try them both.












First he shoots him self in the head. Wow.

















After that he takes the dynamite and puts it in his head. Then he waits to see what happens.
















Boom. Rasmus blew up. Too bad he can't see what happened. He actually told good bye with loud noise.


Bye bye, i'll never see you again.................

jamming

Hey, i just want to say something. Recently i told the only person that reads this blog that i would not blog about my self. Well, this time i will.
I had a outgoing night last night. To go out and see the nightlife is called jamming. S0 the night of 30 November i went out jamming with my cousin, i just call him Horny here. I had been lonely for days and needed some social. A Friend of Horny was the driver that night and i call him Boner here. We drove around the city before we would go to the city centrum and jamm.
(The reason why i call them "horny" and "boner" is that they are both very honry and always with a boner, always talking about how much they want to hump girls and they are always humping. Not together though)

I experienced some new things that night. Mr. Horney works as a salesman. He sells drugs, unleagal drugs. He asked me if i wanted to try. I said yes and i meaned it. He prepared a bottle so it would be able to smoke gras with it. In the first place i don't smoke so i didn't like this very much. I sucked it few times and after that i felt sick. Mr. Horny laughed at me, so much that he puked, then it was my turn to laugh. Actually he puked because of the gras he was smoking.
Well, after that smoke i didn't want to try it again and i guess i don't want that ever again.

After this, Mr. Boner drove me and Mr. Horney to a bar in the city centre. We visited many bars all night long and we drank beer all night long too. Finally about 5 in the morning Mr. Horney wanted to go home. He needed my mobil to call Mr. Boner wich promised to drive us home since he was going to stay awake this night with his ex girlfriend. So we called Mr. Boner and according to Mr. Horny- Mr. B was just almost sleeping and not going to get us. The connection interupted and we couldn't reach him more after that call. My mobile's battery was soon over so we couldn't call more. It was frost outside and we were just dressed lightly. So our only choice was to walk 30-45 minutes in the frost to Mr. Boner's home.

That walk with Mr. Horny was one of the strangest walks i have ever had. I knew that Mr. Horny had been a little spoiled person. He gives a shit to any rules and laws and he doesn't take care of him self i would say. But now i got to know another side of him. While we were walking Mr. Horny started to check cars if they were open. I said "What are you doing? Leave it alone." I knew he wouldn't listen to that. The first car he opened i thought he was just going to get in there and warm him self up. But no he wasn't. He started to search for money and rummaged in the car. He found nothing there. We kept on going and he was always trying to open every car he passed by. He found and old Mercedes, and money in it- took it like he couldn't care less, like he had no conscience. I lectured him a little bit, told him to put the money back. That was in vain as i knew. Then he found a bike and planned to steal that too. Then i stopped him, told him to leave it alone and convinced him that we didn't need to steal that bike. That was the only thing i prevented him to do during this walk with him. I think we had walked for like 15-20 minutes when i noticed that he had stopped by one car he had been checking. I didn't see him, but i kept walking and i thought he would come soon after me. Suddenly i heard turning on a car. While the car passed by me i noticed that Mr. Horny was driving it. Yes he had stolen a car plus he was drunk and high. I wafed hoping he would see me but he didn't. I thought this stupid little fool had left me alone on purpose.

Few minutes later he came back on the car. I went into the front seat and told him that he must drive the car to the parking lot where he took it. He said "wait wait, first we gotta find Mr. Boner" He drove the car to Mr. Boner's home but he wasn't at home. We waited mostly 1 minute untill Mr. Boner showed up on his car. He had actually been looking for us he told. Mr. Boner asked Mr. Horney what car he was driving? Mr. Horny answered proud "I stole it" and laughed. Mr. Boner couldn't believe it and thought this was NOT cool. I and Mr. Boner lectured Mr. Horny so much. But he still just thought this was so cool and awesome and was so proud of him self. The next plan of what Mr. Boner was going to do was to turn the car on fire. We asked him if he was out of his mind. But he (Boner) said "They will see my fingerprints so i have to burn it".

My question is: Why can't he just leave the car where he took it and no one will ever notice. I think Mr. Horny is just trying to be cool. I know he suffers from inferiority complex and he often thinks he has to gain coolishness with idiot behavior.

Mr. Boner drove me to my home on his car while Mr. Horny drove drunk and high on the stolen car. He followed us. On the parking lot at my home we were still lecturing Mr. Boner and trying to convince him to put the car back where it was and not turn it on fire. When i walked into my house they were still arguing. When i came in i looked out the window, then they were gone.

I haven't called them or checked how it went. I am not going to tell anyone except here. Only one person know really who i am. I don't know what happened, if he put the car back turned it on fire or what ever.

Vikan

Here is a little translation of the icelandic magazine "vikan" or in english "the week" from January 1974. What i like the most about these old magazines are the posts. The blog of these times. Most of these posts where from teenage girls saying something like "hey post, i'm a teenage girl and i like a boy but i don't know how to tell him....... what should i do?" - and so on. And almost every single time they asked about the starsigns. I almost never found boys writing anything. Here is one translation:

Dear post!
I have the same probem like many other girls, that i am in crush with a boy. But i am so shy, always when i see him i become embarrassed and i try to escape looking at him. What can i do about this? How can i get him? How is my writing? How old do you think i am by the writing? Is any possibility to post a picture of David Cassidy? And at the end, how do the pisces(boy) and libra(girl) get together?
With thanks if you publish my post.
One in love.

The post's answer: This great problem of yours will solve automacly. When you grow more confidence with boys, and it happens when they start to show you some interest. You are barely more than 13 years old, so there is enough time for you. I hope your writing will approve. Pisces and libra can get together but not too long though. David Cassidy has definitely been posted here in this magazine. Last time it was in the 17th publication.

Now i know your secret....

Okay Irem... you can drop your secret now, i know everything now. I was a little bit surprised of my self for not realizing... but you were very clever.

You can tell me all about your secret now Irem , how long you have been there and why??
But at last Irem..

Why didn't you tell me??? Why???