Friday, 29 January 2010

I really like this sound.

Sunday, 24 January 2010

Sylvia Plath.

I cannot centre the video, it's highly irritating.

Thursday, 21 January 2010


–noun 1. a roundabout or indirect way of speaking; the use of more words than necessary to express an idea.
2. a roundabout expression.


Indirect language can just fuck right off. Also Dropping hints, rambling on because you can't get to the point.

E.g. "I've got something to say..."


I wish people were a bit more straightforward.

In the world of human beings death is uniform, while life varies.
I can remember
By the wall
And the guns
Shot above our heads
And we kissed
As though nothing could fall
And the shame
Was on the other side
Oh we can beat them
For ever and ever
Then we can be Heroes
Just for one day

EXIT is the biggest music festival in South Eastern Europe. EXIT has taken place at a beautiful and magical fortress in Novi Sad, since 2001. Year after year the number of visitors is getting bigger; young people come from different parts of the country and Europe. Apart from quality music program that it offers, the festival is a place of wild fun, and you can enjoy the cool atmosphere of the fortress and the positive energy of the city.

Slobodan Milošević is not on the conversational cards here.
The boat of death today, it's a disgraceful voyage. Where will it end?

Monday, 18 January 2010

Please excuse my one-handed typing.
Still, Philistines.

I adore this show, when I grow up...
I've not done this bloody blog thing in ages, so I might as well start off with a rant. I hate living in the UK, yes, you heard me it's absolute bollocks. The UK is depressing. Subjective opinion but whatever...

Considering becoming a stripper and actually get some real money. Unfortunately money is EVERYTHING, if you deny that you clearly have money. It gets you from A to B. There's no such thing as travelling without a few thousand. You're fucked.

Material objects don't really interest me as much, and a country will always be there. (Well.) Opportunities come, they go. Just like people, they come, they go. You just deal with it and say goodbye. Life is too short to give a shit.

Monday, 11 January 2010

Watergate Club, Berlin. Nostaliga.

Caress, caress, charisssss...