Fine day at Pompeii...
Some People are too avoidant. I call these people cowards or belonging to certain races. They just wish to brush something aside, as if it never occured, or best topics are left untouched, perhaps they'll erode with time and be forgotten completely. If there's one thing i hate, it's liars/cowards, the 2 go hand in hand mighty fine often.
A day loaded with aggrevation. First, Italy wins a game they should have lost, but last minute a rather uncalled for penalty kick occured. Mafiozos for you right there. If they scammed shit with Juventus and all those teams, how do we know this wasn't fixed as well? Ukraine won in shootouts as well. Ugh. Fuck this. The only TRUE team with heart, force and strategy is the mighty DEUTSCHLAND! ALL THE WAY. UBER ALLES.
I haven't even developed a full name for myself yet and already i feel the hate/negative energy around me on a daily basis. This isn't pitiful, emo teen angst either. First and foremost, i laugh and brush it aside but sometimes it's human nature for one to ponder and become aggrevated in the process. Workers hate me, tell others to keep their distance blah blah blah (same shit that happened with Shawn and Ayla at York first year), I feel this negative energy from certain "friends", but that's ok, the hate is reflected equally so, if not more.
Expenditures this week include Greyhound tickets and maybe that new Boss pedal i plan on checking out.
Census work ends next week, Hotel shant call me for a while so it's best to slowly start looking around a few spots.
I think Wedneday...yes, if all do attend this ritual i shall address a number of issues and speak my mind...the facts. She fuckin stiffed us last night to be at some fuckin "rave" downtown. I was waiting a solid hour and a half, finishing a 6er and a few joints and only Mike came. No more than 3 outsider people attending either from now, it's always my ass getting busted for partying this and that, then the next thing you know, we're kicked out of the studio again! Inviting fuckers i've never even met in my life, some fuckin sunglass wearing ruskie who plays "turntables", or some fuckin greaser who hasn't the slightest clue of what METAL even is. Saturday night i nearly puked, half the songs she couldnt do 100% and just last week she claimed the band is the MOST important thing for her blah blah. Again, i absolutely hate liars and at times, in our outside that little room, that fucking home to me, i feel i'm surrounded by a circle of them. Just tossing, encircling lies around and round again. What's the point? So yes, Wednesday i shall unleash, hopefully fuckin snap and break something, furthermore get something accomplished with this.
Why is it that i never get along with the friends of a female? Is it really me or something? No more Eastern Europeans from now on. Dave actually made a good point and my faith is slowly building restoration in him, his dedication and passion. At times, i do feel like a complete fucking outsider. I can barely understand the language, their likings and interests are more or less different than mine and yeah, i just don't fit in at times, nor do i care to partake in such time consuming, meaningless gatherings and why some fuckin imbeciles can't understand that i don't know.
Regardless, I think some people, myself in this case can be born with such views. We must learn from the past, ancestors and mistakes we've made. Certain cultures will never get along, well, at least in the BIG picture. Just the other day, Peter was walking across the street on Bathurst in his German sportsjacket and some Jewish lady across the street stared him down with the evil eye and spat ruthlessly in his direction. I do not support these type of tensions but i believe it goes to show, There is truth in your blood. It never lies. I am applying this more and more to myself as time and relations develop, or should i say crumble.
And right now, this blood is beyond boiled.
~Malice
A day loaded with aggrevation. First, Italy wins a game they should have lost, but last minute a rather uncalled for penalty kick occured. Mafiozos for you right there. If they scammed shit with Juventus and all those teams, how do we know this wasn't fixed as well? Ukraine won in shootouts as well. Ugh. Fuck this. The only TRUE team with heart, force and strategy is the mighty DEUTSCHLAND! ALL THE WAY. UBER ALLES.
I haven't even developed a full name for myself yet and already i feel the hate/negative energy around me on a daily basis. This isn't pitiful, emo teen angst either. First and foremost, i laugh and brush it aside but sometimes it's human nature for one to ponder and become aggrevated in the process. Workers hate me, tell others to keep their distance blah blah blah (same shit that happened with Shawn and Ayla at York first year), I feel this negative energy from certain "friends", but that's ok, the hate is reflected equally so, if not more.
Expenditures this week include Greyhound tickets and maybe that new Boss pedal i plan on checking out.
Census work ends next week, Hotel shant call me for a while so it's best to slowly start looking around a few spots.
I think Wedneday...yes, if all do attend this ritual i shall address a number of issues and speak my mind...the facts. She fuckin stiffed us last night to be at some fuckin "rave" downtown. I was waiting a solid hour and a half, finishing a 6er and a few joints and only Mike came. No more than 3 outsider people attending either from now, it's always my ass getting busted for partying this and that, then the next thing you know, we're kicked out of the studio again! Inviting fuckers i've never even met in my life, some fuckin sunglass wearing ruskie who plays "turntables", or some fuckin greaser who hasn't the slightest clue of what METAL even is. Saturday night i nearly puked, half the songs she couldnt do 100% and just last week she claimed the band is the MOST important thing for her blah blah. Again, i absolutely hate liars and at times, in our outside that little room, that fucking home to me, i feel i'm surrounded by a circle of them. Just tossing, encircling lies around and round again. What's the point? So yes, Wednesday i shall unleash, hopefully fuckin snap and break something, furthermore get something accomplished with this.
Why is it that i never get along with the friends of a female? Is it really me or something? No more Eastern Europeans from now on. Dave actually made a good point and my faith is slowly building restoration in him, his dedication and passion. At times, i do feel like a complete fucking outsider. I can barely understand the language, their likings and interests are more or less different than mine and yeah, i just don't fit in at times, nor do i care to partake in such time consuming, meaningless gatherings and why some fuckin imbeciles can't understand that i don't know.
Regardless, I think some people, myself in this case can be born with such views. We must learn from the past, ancestors and mistakes we've made. Certain cultures will never get along, well, at least in the BIG picture. Just the other day, Peter was walking across the street on Bathurst in his German sportsjacket and some Jewish lady across the street stared him down with the evil eye and spat ruthlessly in his direction. I do not support these type of tensions but i believe it goes to show, There is truth in your blood. It never lies. I am applying this more and more to myself as time and relations develop, or should i say crumble.
And right now, this blood is beyond boiled.
~Malice