Well it seems we have come to this time again, the time where i bring you a little bit of insight into my life.
as you probable don't know, i take two non-class's unlike david who's entire school is made up of non-classes (the bastard), any way, it just so happens that my two non classes are also my 3/4 (for all of you that dont live in australia, there the ones you finish school with) thus we have sacs, or well everyone else does, i dont have sacs (the schools exuse to force more graded work up our asses in a hope that maybe we might begin to care) for Hospotality cause its a dumbass class for all of us who cant do actual classes and it's like playing with kittens, cause thats what i do in hospotalitry cause i dont have class, thats right fuckers whilst all of you have classes, i sit and play with cute cuddly kittens and sometimes play ruby with puppys.
Then theres IT, where when we do have sacs, they last a week and our teacher helps us cheat, all i can say is this. if in a testish thing, if the teacher starts writing up answers on the board for the class, i have no idea in a frozen hell what cheating is.
Other than that everything else sucks!, whoooo hoooo, maths, physics, chemisty and english tottaly dont make me feel inadiuet and like less of a person. (exept physics, that shit is easy, i mean really, really easy, its like grade two maths all over again, WOOO addition and subbtraction!)
Tuesday, 17 May 2011
Saturday, 14 May 2011
I blame David for this in its entirety! he is too BLAME!
IM BORED
BLA LA LALALA
WHY AM I SOOOOOO BVORED
i wonder what would happen if i suddenly turned into a crab
id probable wouldnt care, id just keep on doin whatwerver it was i was doing
and then id be like " wait why is doin this simple thing so hard now"
HOLY SHIT IM A CRAB
then id pannick for a bit
then be scared
then wonder how the fuck i was turned into a crab
my chain of thought would probably end in "fuck this crabs are fuckn cool"
then i would strut off and be king of the cfrabs with my superior inteligence
cause thats how i role
-Erpa said (9:47 AM):
CRAB BIATCHES
-Erpa said (10:23 AM):
well seeing as your not online yet
-Erpa said (10:24 AM):
ill continue my tale
my thoughts last night lead me to beleive that with my superior inteligence
and the power of my crab brethren
i could overthrow the human race
-Erpa said (10:25 AM):
and create the age of the crab, where human scoiety was ruled by drabs who intern where ruled by me
-Erpa said (10:27 AM):
thus making me the supreme ruler of the world
our world would be idealic and amazing
-Erpa said (10:28 AM):
and countless centruies would pass and human/crab development would bloom intoo a new space age, and i would be its founding farther
THE CRAB KING
-Erpa said (10:29 AM):
until the whales learnt of the civilisation
they would attack damaging our dwindiling natural recources
-Erpa said (10:30 AM):
the battle would lead too the sea, as too who would lead the humans
it would be bloody and dmaging but the crabs would be victorious in the end
and the golden age of the crabs would begin!
Also what happens after watching the crab scene in pirates of the CRABabien, then goin og the internets! WHOOO for me!
IM BORED
BLA LA LALALA
WHY AM I SOOOOOO BVORED
i wonder what would happen if i suddenly turned into a crab
id probable wouldnt care, id just keep on doin whatwerver it was i was doing
and then id be like " wait why is doin this simple thing so hard now"
HOLY SHIT IM A CRAB
then id pannick for a bit
then be scared
then wonder how the fuck i was turned into a crab
my chain of thought would probably end in "fuck this crabs are fuckn cool"
then i would strut off and be king of the cfrabs with my superior inteligence
cause thats how i role
-Erpa said (9:47 AM):
CRAB BIATCHES
-Erpa said (10:23 AM):
well seeing as your not online yet
-Erpa said (10:24 AM):
ill continue my tale
my thoughts last night lead me to beleive that with my superior inteligence
and the power of my crab brethren
i could overthrow the human race
-Erpa said (10:25 AM):
and create the age of the crab, where human scoiety was ruled by drabs who intern where ruled by me
-Erpa said (10:27 AM):
thus making me the supreme ruler of the world
our world would be idealic and amazing
-Erpa said (10:28 AM):
and countless centruies would pass and human/crab development would bloom intoo a new space age, and i would be its founding farther
THE CRAB KING
-Erpa said (10:29 AM):
until the whales learnt of the civilisation
they would attack damaging our dwindiling natural recources
-Erpa said (10:30 AM):
the battle would lead too the sea, as too who would lead the humans
it would be bloody and dmaging but the crabs would be victorious in the end
and the golden age of the crabs would begin!
Also what happens after watching the crab scene in pirates of the CRABabien, then goin og the internets! WHOOO for me!
Tuesday, 10 May 2011
Things that may or may not eleviate some boredom
Well, cause i have nothing better to do, ive decided that seeing as your reading this you may share some of the same interest and or humor, of therefor you may be interested in somethings i do to eleivate the mind crushing boredom that most of all of you will have at some time sucumbed too.
Kongregate.Com
Well this one should be fairly obvious, flash games are fun and good one's are even funner, thus time spent on this website will cause large amount's of fun to shoot out of you in a fun cascade. I mean sereriously some of these game are addictive and well, without lack of beeter worlds fuckn fun.
MineCraft:
BLOCKS FUCKING EVERYWHERE. but this game will either encasilate you, or well entertain you for a while, if your like me and have the attention span of a retarded mule then, this may last about a week otherwise... well yeah say good bye to that nice old thing called sun light.
Books:
I know, talking about an outdated information retreval system on the newer version of it. but you know what FUCK the police. books are cool, you know that feeling of paper in your hands and that relization that wait, text dosent sole exist on the internet and wait this is well written. HOLY SHIT. anyway books are good time wasters, they take ages too read are completely pointless other than their entertainment value. Thus they are a physical embodiment of the internet only their worth your time and they dont abuse you.
Thus you can know amuse your self like me. enjoy...
Kongregate.Com
Well this one should be fairly obvious, flash games are fun and good one's are even funner, thus time spent on this website will cause large amount's of fun to shoot out of you in a fun cascade. I mean sereriously some of these game are addictive and well, without lack of beeter worlds fuckn fun.
MineCraft:
BLOCKS FUCKING EVERYWHERE. but this game will either encasilate you, or well entertain you for a while, if your like me and have the attention span of a retarded mule then, this may last about a week otherwise... well yeah say good bye to that nice old thing called sun light.
Books:
I know, talking about an outdated information retreval system on the newer version of it. but you know what FUCK the police. books are cool, you know that feeling of paper in your hands and that relization that wait, text dosent sole exist on the internet and wait this is well written. HOLY SHIT. anyway books are good time wasters, they take ages too read are completely pointless other than their entertainment value. Thus they are a physical embodiment of the internet only their worth your time and they dont abuse you.
Thus you can know amuse your self like me. enjoy...
Monday, 9 May 2011
Blogging = not really happening...
So yeah this whole blogging thing kinda hit the shitter on, like day three, i cannot 1. be bored enough to do it 2. remember it exists and 3. care.
it seems that in all honesty i just dont care for the whole write out your thoughts so that others can bask in your almighty worldly knowledge. But alas i find my self doing it once again, winging for the sake of well... winging.
thus i have decided that today i would write about something (hopefully) more interesting. Books, look I know what your thinking "Book's, arnet they that outdated platform that words where transfered on before the internet" and sadly you would be right. Books are a dieing art, most of the time if someone wants there work published they just turn too the good old internets to do it, instead of getting turned down by a publisher.
Which brings me to my main point, most of what you find is written by a retarded goat, that may or may not be infact eating the keyboard rather than actually using it how it was made too be used. I mean half of the shit i find on the internet is either regurgitated from somewhere else or just plain old shit and i mean shit. this is the type of shit that would make some of the fanifics that exist out there look like masterpieces. but by far the worst part is the pure speed and ruthlessness that something is made old and used.
it works kinda like this, new funny thing appears, a few smart people find it funny they tell their friends then they tell everyone else, then the dumb people find it then they rape it, they use it till its mearly a disfigured mule, till it cant be recognized anymore because its butt hole is larger than its mouth.
thus it is rendered no longer funny by the smart people, and as such the dumb just keep coming back to it until the smart ones find something else to distract them from this vicious cycle of distruction that they are part of.
But alas its the internet where quality control are sernonomous with fuck off and its a free world, but while yes i agree that it is free and yes its your choice what you post, it still makes my head hurt when meme's and funny pics are used with such a frequency, and such abandon that all in all they have lost all meaning and context. I once heard some one say "goddamn it leroy" instead of plain old "goddam it", that is not what it means nor how it should be used.
Thus whilst i like the internet i feel that the book, in its content will always be far superior, if only becasue of quality control and the fact that joe general public cant come in and dick the place up with his decision that this book would be funny with some more penis's.
So therefor, if you want too escape this cycle of fuck off retardation, then read a book and dont fucking succumb to the internets temptations of hahahahahaha, thats funny know ill tell everyone just how funny and hilerious this is...
Stop the stupids and kill the cancer, is it really that hard...
Evidently it is.
it seems that in all honesty i just dont care for the whole write out your thoughts so that others can bask in your almighty worldly knowledge. But alas i find my self doing it once again, winging for the sake of well... winging.
thus i have decided that today i would write about something (hopefully) more interesting. Books, look I know what your thinking "Book's, arnet they that outdated platform that words where transfered on before the internet" and sadly you would be right. Books are a dieing art, most of the time if someone wants there work published they just turn too the good old internets to do it, instead of getting turned down by a publisher.
Which brings me to my main point, most of what you find is written by a retarded goat, that may or may not be infact eating the keyboard rather than actually using it how it was made too be used. I mean half of the shit i find on the internet is either regurgitated from somewhere else or just plain old shit and i mean shit. this is the type of shit that would make some of the fanifics that exist out there look like masterpieces. but by far the worst part is the pure speed and ruthlessness that something is made old and used.
it works kinda like this, new funny thing appears, a few smart people find it funny they tell their friends then they tell everyone else, then the dumb people find it then they rape it, they use it till its mearly a disfigured mule, till it cant be recognized anymore because its butt hole is larger than its mouth.
thus it is rendered no longer funny by the smart people, and as such the dumb just keep coming back to it until the smart ones find something else to distract them from this vicious cycle of distruction that they are part of.
But alas its the internet where quality control are sernonomous with fuck off and its a free world, but while yes i agree that it is free and yes its your choice what you post, it still makes my head hurt when meme's and funny pics are used with such a frequency, and such abandon that all in all they have lost all meaning and context. I once heard some one say "goddamn it leroy" instead of plain old "goddam it", that is not what it means nor how it should be used.
Thus whilst i like the internet i feel that the book, in its content will always be far superior, if only becasue of quality control and the fact that joe general public cant come in and dick the place up with his decision that this book would be funny with some more penis's.
So therefor, if you want too escape this cycle of fuck off retardation, then read a book and dont fucking succumb to the internets temptations of hahahahahaha, thats funny know ill tell everyone just how funny and hilerious this is...
Stop the stupids and kill the cancer, is it really that hard...
Evidently it is.
Wednesday, 4 May 2011
The Ballad of adewew Part Five
Stepping into the reed's fhdsalk, body ached with every step, his mind began too cloud over with pain as he forced his way through the wall of nature befor him. reaching out as his eye's stoped working fadshu began to feel his way through the reed's. his way forward was hampered at every turn by his now failing body and the saw grass that he was forced too push his way through.
after what seemed like hour's, and many stop's so hufw could stem the bleeding from whichever of his scars had opened up. sdfa felt something other than the squelch of the wet sand under his feet and the smaking and cuting of reed's against his body. reaching out too search for it again his hand's brushed against it, metal.
forcing his eye's open hafd was confronted with the sight of a rusted hull, so rusted that almost none of the origional metal remained. it wasn't a large boat, only about the size of a yatch fdasj presumed as he tried to slowly climb its outer shell using the rusted brocken piece's of the boat.. this action forced open almost all of his wounds and his stomach to contract in so much pain that he began to heave bile again, causing him to fall to the ground and start his climb up onto the hull of the boat agian.
standing up adwf steeled his mind against the oncoming pain as he once again began the arduous journey up the side of the boat once again. slowly pulling himself up fasfs, blood cacked the outcrop of metal he was using making it slippery and hard to hold, thus when he put his weight on it he slipped.
fsda screamed, his right arm bearing his weight he as his left slipped from the blood covered metal outcrop. as all the wounds on his right pumped blood out, down his arm and into his face, obscuring his vision. reaching out sadf was forced to find his way up the rusted hull by feel, adding many new scratches to his already large collection.
pulling himself up and over the fence sarrounding the bow of the boat aklf, cleaned the dark blood from his eye's and was able too finnaly see where he was.
Looking out he was confronted with the sight of a seemingly neverending dessert, with the river cutting straight down the middle.
erpiu then noticed the sun was setting, and there was no cloud cover.
it was going to be a long, cold, hungery night.
What happens next is up to you...
Part one:http://at-of-a-wm.blogspot.com/2011/05/ballad-of-adewew.html
Part two:http://reinforcenegativeaspects.blogspot.com/2011/05/ballad-of-adewew-part-two.html
Part three:http://cashthisshit.blogspot.com/2011/05/ballad-of-adewew-part-three.html
Part four:http://reinforcenegativeaspects.blogspot.com/2011/05/very-little-point.html
after what seemed like hour's, and many stop's so hufw could stem the bleeding from whichever of his scars had opened up. sdfa felt something other than the squelch of the wet sand under his feet and the smaking and cuting of reed's against his body. reaching out too search for it again his hand's brushed against it, metal.
forcing his eye's open hafd was confronted with the sight of a rusted hull, so rusted that almost none of the origional metal remained. it wasn't a large boat, only about the size of a yatch fdasj presumed as he tried to slowly climb its outer shell using the rusted brocken piece's of the boat.. this action forced open almost all of his wounds and his stomach to contract in so much pain that he began to heave bile again, causing him to fall to the ground and start his climb up onto the hull of the boat agian.
standing up adwf steeled his mind against the oncoming pain as he once again began the arduous journey up the side of the boat once again. slowly pulling himself up fasfs, blood cacked the outcrop of metal he was using making it slippery and hard to hold, thus when he put his weight on it he slipped.
fsda screamed, his right arm bearing his weight he as his left slipped from the blood covered metal outcrop. as all the wounds on his right pumped blood out, down his arm and into his face, obscuring his vision. reaching out sadf was forced to find his way up the rusted hull by feel, adding many new scratches to his already large collection.
pulling himself up and over the fence sarrounding the bow of the boat aklf, cleaned the dark blood from his eye's and was able too finnaly see where he was.
Looking out he was confronted with the sight of a seemingly neverending dessert, with the river cutting straight down the middle.
erpiu then noticed the sun was setting, and there was no cloud cover.
it was going to be a long, cold, hungery night.
What happens next is up to you...
Part one:http://at-of-a-wm.blogspot.com/2011/05/ballad-of-adewew.html
Part two:http://reinforcenegativeaspects.blogspot.com/2011/05/ballad-of-adewew-part-two.html
Part three:http://cashthisshit.blogspot.com/2011/05/ballad-of-adewew-part-three.html
Part four:http://reinforcenegativeaspects.blogspot.com/2011/05/very-little-point.html
Action Plan...
Well cause I have nothing better too spend my time doing than write about random shit on this blog, I'm gonna rant some more cause ranting is always fun and talk about some mindless shit, that a first may seem interesting but in reality (he's a douche ain't he) it will not be.
So anyway, I'm pretty happy with life at the moment, it's pretty chill, calm and nice but then people go and fuck it all up for me by being fuck heads and deciding that running around slapping each other with towels, playing "sneaky balls", saying cunt every second word and generally not understanding that being above the age of ten means that the word fuck is no longer funny...
But yes people like that annoy me, spending prolonged periods of time with people like that also cannot be good for my mental health. thus spending two weeks with people like that has hurt me too say the least. Thus I have come up with an action plan.
I call it F.G.P.
FUCK THE GENERAL PUBLIC:
Step 1:
If someone is being a Douche hit them, HARD, i mean like really hard. (if you feel you have been wronged by someone for hitting you and if two other people agree with you, you may hit them, ONCE)
Step 2:
Once the general public live in fear of wrath, for committing transgressions that they didn't know about, step 2 will initiate. All hitting of people will stop, instead if some one is still being a douche whilst they still fear the pain of a strike, we will section them off from all other people.
They will live in a sectioned off area, and only be given foods of a brown colour to eat, they will then be forced to watch every educational video ever made.
Step 3:
Once the people withing the camp are brain dead and physiologically fucked up, we will use them as manual labor. then the camp will become a symbol of the new ruling powers and the gerneral fucking public will know not to be a complete fucked head all of the time.
Alas, this plan would require a substantial backing by the government and also for me to be elected most powerful ruler of the world.
But the Merritt still stands, if you fucking piss me off and act like complete retards that make the human race look like it may as well have not left the tree for that nice looking banana on the ground. then you will pay the price you retarded fuck.
just you wait till I'm ruler of this planet. (This is a work of partial fiction, choose what you believe with caution)
So anyway, I'm pretty happy with life at the moment, it's pretty chill, calm and nice but then people go and fuck it all up for me by being fuck heads and deciding that running around slapping each other with towels, playing "sneaky balls", saying cunt every second word and generally not understanding that being above the age of ten means that the word fuck is no longer funny...
But yes people like that annoy me, spending prolonged periods of time with people like that also cannot be good for my mental health. thus spending two weeks with people like that has hurt me too say the least. Thus I have come up with an action plan.
I call it F.G.P.
FUCK THE GENERAL PUBLIC:
Step 1:
If someone is being a Douche hit them, HARD, i mean like really hard. (if you feel you have been wronged by someone for hitting you and if two other people agree with you, you may hit them, ONCE)
Step 2:
Once the general public live in fear of wrath, for committing transgressions that they didn't know about, step 2 will initiate. All hitting of people will stop, instead if some one is still being a douche whilst they still fear the pain of a strike, we will section them off from all other people.
They will live in a sectioned off area, and only be given foods of a brown colour to eat, they will then be forced to watch every educational video ever made.
Step 3:
Once the people withing the camp are brain dead and physiologically fucked up, we will use them as manual labor. then the camp will become a symbol of the new ruling powers and the gerneral fucking public will know not to be a complete fucked head all of the time.
Alas, this plan would require a substantial backing by the government and also for me to be elected most powerful ruler of the world.
But the Merritt still stands, if you fucking piss me off and act like complete retards that make the human race look like it may as well have not left the tree for that nice looking banana on the ground. then you will pay the price you retarded fuck.
just you wait till I'm ruler of this planet. (This is a work of partial fiction, choose what you believe with caution)
Time wasting, and time well spent
So, after becoming bored whilst eating food recently. i have begun the now yearly slow trug through my family's exhaustive collection of comics/Sunday funny's as they where known when my parents where younger and dinosaurs ruled the earth with an iron fist, when men where real men, women where real women and small furry creatures from alpha centuri where real small furry creature's from alpha centuri, when life was not as we know it and Elvis wasn't a myth told to scare little children.
And thus I have now, after reading through our many Zits anthology's made it too Calvin and Hobbes.
after reading them for a while i have now come to realize just home much i relate to Calvin and his pet tiger Hobbes (because obviously he is real), and there romps through day to day life. As such i have decided to be more like them and not change a single thing about my self and selfishly expect the world to change around me.
Because you know what, fuck changing and adhering to a system that chooses autonomy over creativeness, stupidity over a well thought out augment and that elevates those that become the system to a pedestal, on which everyone else is expected to worship there shit. So no, this system can go suck a long penis and enjoy it, cause i quit.
I'm running away to Yohkon, and everyone who wants to join me is welcome. Otherwise you, sheep can go back to grazing on the grass given to you because you cant think for your self.
But any way ranting aside, Calvin and Hobbes is both hilarious and fucking good. Also kudos to anyone who managed to get my litany of nerdy references in the first paragraph.
And thus I have now, after reading through our many Zits anthology's made it too Calvin and Hobbes.
after reading them for a while i have now come to realize just home much i relate to Calvin and his pet tiger Hobbes (because obviously he is real), and there romps through day to day life. As such i have decided to be more like them and not change a single thing about my self and selfishly expect the world to change around me.
Because you know what, fuck changing and adhering to a system that chooses autonomy over creativeness, stupidity over a well thought out augment and that elevates those that become the system to a pedestal, on which everyone else is expected to worship there shit. So no, this system can go suck a long penis and enjoy it, cause i quit.
I'm running away to Yohkon, and everyone who wants to join me is welcome. Otherwise you, sheep can go back to grazing on the grass given to you because you cant think for your self.
But any way ranting aside, Calvin and Hobbes is both hilarious and fucking good. Also kudos to anyone who managed to get my litany of nerdy references in the first paragraph.
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