So…um…yeah…Guess I haven’t been updating this shit-blog so often, but it’s ok since no one really reads it…and if you do (you know who YOU are) you definitely have a mental disease of something.
So all the shittyness around applying for a university has ended and I fell pretty good about that. Not that I’m happy where I ended – new bulgarian university instead of the medical university…but hey you win some, you lose some…shit happens. And it is precisely because I procrastinate like hell that I didn’t get in. But hey, who needs it right – at the place I’m now and girls are hotter (*to be read – those fictional creatures I have heard about and who don’t actually let me touch them /it’s a joke, don’t make me spell it out/ ).
That put aside I had a pretty fun summer – got to see most of my friends on a daily basis ; went to the seaside for some out-of-home procrastination and other fun stuff. I do need to point out that the beaches have really gone down hill these past few years. Really didn’t notice it last year since I was on a school organized trip and all the bikini ass i saw far familiar to me and well…there wasn’t much mystery there. But this year…wow…my penis wanted to stay back at the hotel rather than existing in the proximity of these…beast for lack of a better word. See, bodily fat makes men look more influential (don’t deny it, you’ve all thought that) whereas with the case of women it’s just fuckin’ appalling. I mean even the beer I was guzzling down, the oh so sweet french fries (ridiculously under-prices btw) and AC/DC booming form the speakers in the beach pub, were unable to make me ignore the rhinoceros on the beach towel 5-6 meters in from of me. It kind of seemed like the once-woman-now-animal was actually displacing the oxygen molecules in the air, leaving only carbon dioxide around itself – that being the only explanation that could possibly explain why i felt nauseous when i passed by that thing. I mean we’re talking serious forest beast here….so much that if a trained hunter would shoot it with 12 gauge duble-barreled Remmington from point blank range he would probably just agitate the creature.
On a brighter note i managed to survive the whole 6 days spent in the company of mad chalga (bulgarian country music) fans without hearing the dreaded music once. Some of you might say „mehh so what“ but…well…fuck you it’s not as easy as it sounds. So shut up. Seriously.
Other than that and a dermatological cyst dangerously close to my ass, the summer was ordinary, with only a few slip-ups which quite frankly i’d rather keep to myslef.
The real reason why i even started disclosing my whole summer here was because of recent frustrations and my need to vent…closely interwoven by the inability of most of my friends to understand why i’m in a shitty mood.
See, I’ve been trying to play this game – Warhammer Online. There was this open beta phase from the 7th to the 13th of this month. I got my keys and everything, cleared my schedule – all so i could enjoy some me-time. Well…that didn’t go as expected. The 7th, when beta registration opened, I eagerly got up at 9:00 CET+1, seeing how the reg pages open at 9:30. And imagine my surprise when at 9:31 the web page and the servers supporting it just crashed, burned, blew up, decimated the city they were in and in general stopped working. From that point on 3 days passed where no one cou8ld actually play the, and i quote “ fully operational beta servers“ . This came to bew known as the saga of „wardrama online“. But hey i managed to get everything up and running the day before yesterday. I really enjoyed my whole 2 days of playing and was counting to enjoy today as well as a final step before buying the aforementioned game. Imagine then my surprise when i come back home and find out the servers are dead….oh ye of little minds – how stupid was i to thing good could come of this.
So it’s 12:19 right now…and I’m writing angrily in my blog….how much i have fallen….
Anyway, to make my final point, the company hosting the European game servers is GOA (you may recall dark ages of camelot). And you see, the this about GOA is…that they are FRENCH. GOD DAMN FRENCHYS. OH HOW I HATE THEM ! WHO LEFT THEM TO EXIST ALL THESE YEARS ! I MEAN COME ON THEY DON’T HAVE A MILITARY VICTORY SINCE THE TRIBAL STAGE OF HUMAN EVOLUTION, HOW HAVE WOULD IT HAVE BEEN TO COUNQUER THEM……SHITCOCK !
By the way this should not really be considered a racial slur, since I’m just mad – on normal days i hate all the nations and races equally – so fuck you and fuck off shitfuck motherfuckers.
Anyway that’s about it…i should totally stop writing now…
….but i can’t…
..i’m hooked….
…ze blog…she callz for meh…
…whatever…
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