Metal Reviews

I'm having a meat pie, a packet of Twisties, and Vanilla Coke for dinner. Viva la puke!

Nice, having an easily affordable place of your own is awesome

Yeah it feels really good. Today we spent 1928.20 on furniture which is a hell of a deal, 3 seat couch, loveseat, coffee table, 2 end tables, 2 lamps and a double sized bed with frame. Keep in mind that between me and my gf we had about 12,000 saved up over the past year and a half so we can afford new kickass stuff.

Im spending my first night there now and it doesnt have any internet hookups so I probably wont be on this site again for about a week at the most, probably less. So bye everyone!

we never got to have the new furniture feeling because my gf mostly brought stuff from her old place and then I took stuff from my room or stole it from my parents

pissed off!

in the Corporate Finance II class today the teacher suddenly turned to me and said that in a very exceptional decision, i would have to raise my hand before i could say something in class, and made it a point to make sure everyone heard it, repeating it several times. i was minding my own business writing down shit from the board, and he suddenly tries to embaras me in front of the whole class.

it started at the beginning of the semester, when i handed in my student file with "brilliant student" written under "observations", and the picture said "from Mitul to his #1 fan". looking back, the "brilliant student" thing was probably taking it too far with the teacher, but FFS the "#1 fan" thing was just because i only had 2 pictures of myself back then, and both had that written on them. i apologized and said just that, that i didn't have any other pics, but he said that i was disrespectful, etc etc.

the fucker has it in for me. today he also said that it wasn't a good idea for me to get on his bad side, to which i replied that i never tried to anger him, and he replied that he's hard to anger, as if i had just said that i DID go to class just to piss him off. fucking jerk, why the hell would i try to push a teacher's buttons? so i can get fucked over come exam time?

also, he walks like a cowboy, i bet he takes it up the ass every day.

What a tool. I can remember we had one teacher who could not control a class, so she'd always pick on me for doing jackshit, because I was a soft touch. Don't let it grind you down man.

i miss playing loud music.. especially black metal, he he.. but that will have to wait till my german roommate has left the dorm. Such a pity really... every fucking time christians knocks on my door with their bible i always look so damn un-blasphemous, like today, when i opened the door in shorts and with a lame Emperor t-shirt and i'm always doing something else than playing loud music. I would so fucking love to see their reaction when their heard my music... but so far no luck, why do they always come when you're unprepared?!... it would also save me alot of time explaining myself, and i'm being way too polite, so it would be easier if my music just told them to "fuck off" and "ssaaaataaan" .. sure i could that myself but it wouldn't seem all that believable..

crap!!! I totally ruined my dinner. The temp. inside the owen was too hot, so instead of a having some juicy chicken i now have a some shrunken chicken that is as hard as rock it's not eatable at all....

One time I answered the door to evangelical doorknockers weraing a Godsmack shirt. Granted, Godsmack is no where near as blasphemous as your token extreme metal band, but the name alone is pretty blasphemous to those who know nothing about the band.

Another time, I was taking a friend home from school and as I pulled into his house, there were jehova's witnesses going door to door. We stayed in my car, cranked Meshuggah's rendition of "New Millenium Cyanide Christ" and headbanged with enough force to make it look like we were giving each other some form of extreme oral sex to those viewing the car from the outside. Needless to say, they skipped his house.

There is nothing like being a metalhead in the bible belt of America.

I've been eating heaps of apples lately, so my toilet is experiencing some serious erosion.

Besides that, just spent pretty much my whole weekly pay replacing my lost wedding ring. And to make matters worse the engraving job inside it is total shit. I could have done better using a safety pin.

Took my doggies over my mate's place to play with his doggy. As it turns out we noticed that his dog has some serious homosexual tendencies and was repeatedly trying to assrape my poor Rex. We also dug out the old NES and played some old skool Mario Brothers.

Now I'm procrastinating again. Gotta write up a bunch of history lesson plans and...oh shit...






...apples...

I actually feel like crying like a little girl... Her majesty's revenue and customs confiscated several hundred pounds from me illegitimately a year ago now, without any bother at all, saying I could have it back this April. Getting it back, amazingly, is not quite so easy, turning into a harrowing maze of beaurocracy, in which it is looking increasingly unlikely that I will EVER make it to the end of. It is "Kafkaesque", as Stefan said on Messenger. I do indeed feel like Anthony Perkins in the Trial. Now I can't afford to pay my bills or rent

Extremelt stressted .I have freakish amounts of artwork to do by Wednesday, and the worst part is, I'll almost definetely fail as my art skillz are beyond useless

i just did something asshole-ish. a female friend of mine (hot and smart and all that) said that she had a presentation tomorrow but needed a laptop.

i was like "hey i can lend you mine" but i just said it to look good, i never thought she'd actually take me up on that! it's way too fucking heavy to drag all the way to uni and so i made up a lie about my sister needing the computer tomorrow :x

am i a bad person? lol

hahaha

hey, i got a friend of mine to bring his laptop tomorrow for her. there, sorted.

I'm on spring break, but I've got so much homework it's really just a joke to call it a break...fuck school.

Tired.

So very tired. And so very, very frustrated. I've run up against the Catch 22 of post-graduate life. Finding a place to live and a job is a bitch...especially since you apparently have to do it in order, as I discovered when I went to see an apartment nearby yesterday.

Apartment lady: So, here's the application...what's your income?
Me:....................................Uh.

Well, no shit I don't have an income. I'm a college student. I'm graduating in a month and a half [panic].

Augh, I fail at life. Stupid English major. Stupid art minor. Stupid useless degree.

Why couldn't my talent be for coding? Computer people can find jobs.

boys annoy the fuck out of me.
srsly.
well, more the entire population.
I pretty much hate everyone.
that's my story.

I went to "Rockfest" tonight, it's a gig at my school for local talent. Which well, consists really of 10 people that just form different bands, that all sound the same. With bad haircuts and tight pants.
Videos may follow, with commentary, aha.