Thought of the day: WoW = Stamps?
World of Warcraft have around 11 million subscribers now (or so the add tells me anyway). Now, it might just be Norway or it might just be me but I hardly know ANYONE in this country that plays WoW besides myself and a friend.
Today I suddenly discovered that a guy in the course I am on plays not only WoW but even the same class as myself! It seems to me that most people doesn't want to "admit" to strangers that they play/have played WoW.
This brings me to the comparisson between WoW and stamps. There are two hobbies that are often mocked in this country. Stamps is one, the other is to collect coke bottle caps (the ones with the one-liners in them).
Wednesday, 7 October 2009
Thursday, 24 September 2009
Between now and the end of time
Thought of the day: If Christianity had never caught on, could we have lived on Mars right now?
I'm not religious. Nor am I a fan of religion although I often submerge myself in Norse mythology. It's somehow... belivable.
Anyway, I can not support any religion that's been the source of so much pain and suffering such as the one God religions. The Crusades, prosecutions, terrorism (and not just Islam here), cults, frauds... The list goes on and on.
Looking back at history it should be obvious that you can't have a head of state that keeps to one system ruling over a people that keeps to another.
The 31st millenium looks more inviting by the minute. A belief system based on Science and Logic rather than Gods and Saints.
FOR THE EMPEROR!
I'm not religious. Nor am I a fan of religion although I often submerge myself in Norse mythology. It's somehow... belivable.
Anyway, I can not support any religion that's been the source of so much pain and suffering such as the one God religions. The Crusades, prosecutions, terrorism (and not just Islam here), cults, frauds... The list goes on and on.
Looking back at history it should be obvious that you can't have a head of state that keeps to one system ruling over a people that keeps to another.
The 31st millenium looks more inviting by the minute. A belief system based on Science and Logic rather than Gods and Saints.
FOR THE EMPEROR!
Wednesday, 2 September 2009
World of Warcraft
Thought of the day: Have you ever been accused of being addicted to reading books?
I play World of Warcraft. This is not me admiting to anything. I play a game and OH SHIT RIGHT, THE WORLD MIGHT END!!!
No.
People that are so quick to blame other things, be it games or books, usually do it to cover their own shortcomings.
I have never gotten into trouble because I read... Alot. Back in the 8th grade I could read 360 words a minute with 100% understanding. Somehow, that wasn't a problem.
But then, if I spend 360 minutes on a game, I'm addicted.
Wow, how does that work?
I play World of Warcraft. This is not me admiting to anything. I play a game and OH SHIT RIGHT, THE WORLD MIGHT END!!!
No.
People that are so quick to blame other things, be it games or books, usually do it to cover their own shortcomings.
I have never gotten into trouble because I read... Alot. Back in the 8th grade I could read 360 words a minute with 100% understanding. Somehow, that wasn't a problem.
But then, if I spend 360 minutes on a game, I'm addicted.
Wow, how does that work?
Wednesday, 26 August 2009
21sies
Thought of the day: Do you have to drink/be a drinker to fully appreciate your 18th and 21st birthdays?
So I'm 21 now. I don't get what the big deal is... I mean, when I hit 18 I was lead to believe that a Angelic Choir would come down from the Heavens and play Led Zepplin while I O.D'd on booze.
Didn't happen.
So, 21! 21 21 21... Twentyone... Twentyonesies.
I got a Spider-Man cake from the lady, that was great! Even though it looked like he'd been "shaking hands with the President".
We promptly named it "cum-cake". Not that it was made of cum or had cum in it but because it looked like Spider-Man had shot his load (quite an impressive amount too) on the yellow frosting.
I also got a card. It's my favourite card of all time. It's being guarded by a owl plushy I bought at the Chestnut Center.
I've named the owl Albert. Some would probably comment on it looking like Einstein but that's not why he's called Albert. Albert is a funny name.
I wonder, if I ever get a friend called Albert, will I be able to take him seriously?
So I'm 21 now. I don't get what the big deal is... I mean, when I hit 18 I was lead to believe that a Angelic Choir would come down from the Heavens and play Led Zepplin while I O.D'd on booze.
Didn't happen.
So, 21! 21 21 21... Twentyone... Twentyonesies.
I got a Spider-Man cake from the lady, that was great! Even though it looked like he'd been "shaking hands with the President".
We promptly named it "cum-cake". Not that it was made of cum or had cum in it but because it looked like Spider-Man had shot his load (quite an impressive amount too) on the yellow frosting.
I also got a card. It's my favourite card of all time. It's being guarded by a owl plushy I bought at the Chestnut Center.
I've named the owl Albert. Some would probably comment on it looking like Einstein but that's not why he's called Albert. Albert is a funny name.
I wonder, if I ever get a friend called Albert, will I be able to take him seriously?
Monday, 8 June 2009
Thought of the day: Up to you really, my head's a mess.
Another day of jobsearching and still nothing. I have, however, sent my CV to two (yes, two... that's all I qualified for...) places so I got my hopes up! England before January 2011, yeah!
I found some funny titles while searching though, like deepsea engineer. Made me think of Dilbert in scuba-gear or Wally drowing because he traded his gear for sickdays.
I wonder if I'll end up with a title. Not like Adm. Dir. jr. or so but just a title that I can brag about. Be an astronaut amongst janitors so to speak.
"Good day, my name is H and I'm the Direct Assistant Upper Manager."
Another day of jobsearching and still nothing. I have, however, sent my CV to two (yes, two... that's all I qualified for...) places so I got my hopes up! England before January 2011, yeah!
I found some funny titles while searching though, like deepsea engineer. Made me think of Dilbert in scuba-gear or Wally drowing because he traded his gear for sickdays.
I wonder if I'll end up with a title. Not like Adm. Dir. jr. or so but just a title that I can brag about. Be an astronaut amongst janitors so to speak.
"Good day, my name is H and I'm the Direct Assistant Upper Manager."
Friday, 5 June 2009
Thought of the day: Why is it so much faster to get money by doing something illegal?
I'm in this situation that's becoming more and more common here in Norway. I'm just out of school, spent 14 years there and I qualify for nothing. I have zero work experience and I need job. Now, no boss here will hire a young upstart with zero experience due to the "ECONOMIC CRISIS" as they would have to spend money on training (oh no, right?).
I want to get out of this country. I want to be in England with my loved one. Hence I've just finished this really embarresing course in the hopes that it will help me get a job and show that I try.
What has a country come to when a 20 year old, who wants to work and is willing to pretty much anything, can't get a job?
I'm in this situation that's becoming more and more common here in Norway. I'm just out of school, spent 14 years there and I qualify for nothing. I have zero work experience and I need job. Now, no boss here will hire a young upstart with zero experience due to the "ECONOMIC CRISIS" as they would have to spend money on training (oh no, right?).
I want to get out of this country. I want to be in England with my loved one. Hence I've just finished this really embarresing course in the hopes that it will help me get a job and show that I try.
What has a country come to when a 20 year old, who wants to work and is willing to pretty much anything, can't get a job?
Tuesday, 2 June 2009
Urges or whatever.
Urges are funny. Or maybe I should that certain lack of certain urges are funny?
As an example to give this some vague meaning... I have -never- felt the need to do anything in Norwegian if I could do it in English instead. Several things can be the cause of this...
1. I don't like Norway/Norwegian
This is kind of true. I don't like Norwegian, I find the language lacking certain aspects that you can achieve with other languages.
2. I love England/English
This is also kind of true. Even though my view of England is limited to London and Congleton+ I do love England, I think it fits my moods.
Speaking of moods or rather, avoiding speaking of moods. It seems that here in Norway speaking your mind is frowned upon, you should stick to telling people what they want to hear instead. I wonder at this as so many speak about change and the need for it.
I like certain amount of change. I want changes to be controlled, by me preferably, or I want them to be just big enough to be noticed without forcing people into them. I really hate it when things are forced on people.
As an example to give this some vague meaning... I have -never- felt the need to do anything in Norwegian if I could do it in English instead. Several things can be the cause of this...
1. I don't like Norway/Norwegian
This is kind of true. I don't like Norwegian, I find the language lacking certain aspects that you can achieve with other languages.
2. I love England/English
This is also kind of true. Even though my view of England is limited to London and Congleton+ I do love England, I think it fits my moods.
Speaking of moods or rather, avoiding speaking of moods. It seems that here in Norway speaking your mind is frowned upon, you should stick to telling people what they want to hear instead. I wonder at this as so many speak about change and the need for it.
I like certain amount of change. I want changes to be controlled, by me preferably, or I want them to be just big enough to be noticed without forcing people into them. I really hate it when things are forced on people.
About people/ranting/raving
First entry - June 2nd 2009
Thought of the day: Do racists like chocolate muffins?
I don't like people. Well, that's not really true... I like some people but I find most people to be dumbasses.
I am finishing this really slow and retarded "Wow, you can't find a job? Gosh you must fail" course. In all seriousness (or lack there of, you be the judge) it's fucking stupid, especially the people. Never have been in such a gathering of slow and energysapping gits.
For instance we got this task: Go out to at least 5 stores/shops/places and hand out our CV to see what our position was. For me this would've been a piece of cake (there's a mall of shorts just down the road, could do 10 places in less than an hour!) but I had an exam on that day so I did that instead :P
Anyway, not a single person in the room saw this as a possibility but, rather, something scarey to be avoided. It's now that I ask myself "Why the fuck are you even here?!".
As I've said earlier, I like some people. Most of them are people I've meet trough World of Warcraft (if you're one of these sad persons who thinks they can blame their lack of parenting on video games, you can get the fuck out now). My computer have two programs that I -have- to have: World of Warcraft and MSN. Now this might seem like addict talk to some and for those that it does, you can fuck right off with the no-good parents and die in a forest for all I care. The truth is that I could be on WoW right now, but I'm not. Instead, and all the Gods as my witness if I know why, I am doing this. Blogging. Putting my rage or whatever into writing and directing it on whatever poor soul might come across this.
By now it might be clear that I like to swear or rant or tell people to generally go fuck themselves. If you are a person of some higher intellect you probably gathered that from my very first sentece in which case I have one thing to say to you: Go do something productive, you sod!
I find swearing something to help me blow off steam with. Of course I don't go about swearing like a sailor denied shoreleave (well, most of the time anyway) but I find it better to get it out as soon as possible rather than shut it away and end up with a tumour at the age of 25.
-Note: Next paragraph is not about pedos, I find those sick fucks disgusting and I hope they boil in their own fat.-
Speaking of age, ever noticed how old guys with young girls are frowned upon? Why does this only work one way? My first girlfriend was 9 years older than me and for some, that was a problem. Was it a problem for me? No. Was it a problem for her? No. I wonder what the reactions would be like if I was 9 years older than her.
Thought of the day: Do racists like chocolate muffins?
I don't like people. Well, that's not really true... I like some people but I find most people to be dumbasses.
I am finishing this really slow and retarded "Wow, you can't find a job? Gosh you must fail" course. In all seriousness (or lack there of, you be the judge) it's fucking stupid, especially the people. Never have been in such a gathering of slow and energysapping gits.
For instance we got this task: Go out to at least 5 stores/shops/places and hand out our CV to see what our position was. For me this would've been a piece of cake (there's a mall of shorts just down the road, could do 10 places in less than an hour!) but I had an exam on that day so I did that instead :P
Anyway, not a single person in the room saw this as a possibility but, rather, something scarey to be avoided. It's now that I ask myself "Why the fuck are you even here?!".
As I've said earlier, I like some people. Most of them are people I've meet trough World of Warcraft (if you're one of these sad persons who thinks they can blame their lack of parenting on video games, you can get the fuck out now). My computer have two programs that I -have- to have: World of Warcraft and MSN. Now this might seem like addict talk to some and for those that it does, you can fuck right off with the no-good parents and die in a forest for all I care. The truth is that I could be on WoW right now, but I'm not. Instead, and all the Gods as my witness if I know why, I am doing this. Blogging. Putting my rage or whatever into writing and directing it on whatever poor soul might come across this.
By now it might be clear that I like to swear or rant or tell people to generally go fuck themselves. If you are a person of some higher intellect you probably gathered that from my very first sentece in which case I have one thing to say to you: Go do something productive, you sod!
I find swearing something to help me blow off steam with. Of course I don't go about swearing like a sailor denied shoreleave (well, most of the time anyway) but I find it better to get it out as soon as possible rather than shut it away and end up with a tumour at the age of 25.
-Note: Next paragraph is not about pedos, I find those sick fucks disgusting and I hope they boil in their own fat.-
Speaking of age, ever noticed how old guys with young girls are frowned upon? Why does this only work one way? My first girlfriend was 9 years older than me and for some, that was a problem. Was it a problem for me? No. Was it a problem for her? No. I wonder what the reactions would be like if I was 9 years older than her.
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