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welcome to this rathole I call a blog. my posts are mainly about metal (oh yes ah \m/) and how mundane my life is. if you don't like the stuff here, go fuck yourself. no one gives a crap. you're a sad excuse for a human being.
Saturday 5 September 2009
Lemurs
A salesperson tried to sell her products to me just now and I was like giving Rafi, Marcus & Shak the "AHH SHIT GUYS HELP ME" face. Haha. But seriously ah. If they didn't help me I think I'm stuck there to listen to her endless speech about the product hailing from the Dead Sea. Hmm.
So yeah, I can't wait to meet the lemurs (Expresso dudes) tomorrow. In case you're wondering why I'm calling them lemurs is that I was watching Penguins Of Madagascar and the annoying King Julian really knows how to party. So the equation is:
Expresso = know how to party = King Julian = LEMURS.
HAH! See you lemurs tomorrow aye! STAY SICK (I mean awesome, not sick as in get fever or flu or whatever shit like that)
Lastly, here's a really nice song. Soprano vocals with metal audience & symphonic metal = match made in heaven.
my name is thahirah and i love metal. i am not your generic 1st year poly student because i happen to get toned abs from laughing daily. i still collect pocket money from my parents everyday.
unfortunately i'm not born in Finland, the promised land of heavy metal. however, i do hope to meet Finnish bands at Tuska Open Air, the Flying Finns, the dudesons and their national ice hockey team in the future.
I guess the reason I'm still single is because I swear too much and the people I fall for don't want me as they think I'm butt ugly or I just look like the type of person who hates too much? Oh well, idk.
also, people tend to make gender jokes about me prolly because I mix with males too much or I don't wear cute dresses, pfft.
Saturday 5 September 2009
Lemurs
A salesperson tried to sell her products to me just now and I was like giving Rafi, Marcus & Shak the "AHH SHIT GUYS HELP ME" face. Haha. But seriously ah. If they didn't help me I think I'm stuck there to listen to her endless speech about the product hailing from the Dead Sea. Hmm.
So yeah, I can't wait to meet the lemurs (Expresso dudes) tomorrow. In case you're wondering why I'm calling them lemurs is that I was watching Penguins Of Madagascar and the annoying King Julian really knows how to party. So the equation is:
Expresso = know how to party = King Julian = LEMURS.
HAH! See you lemurs tomorrow aye! STAY SICK (I mean awesome, not sick as in get fever or flu or whatever shit like that)
Lastly, here's a really nice song. Soprano vocals with metal audience & symphonic metal = match made in heaven.
