Mickey: D'ya like dags?
Tommy: Dags?
Mickey:Yeah, dags
Tommy: ... oh, u mean dogs? Course i like dags. I like caravans better.
... fuckin pikeys...

above is an excerpt from Snatch, a film by Guy Ritchie. The films got... well, swearing aside (its an English film :p) brilliant dialogue. Like Lock, Stock, and 2 Smoking Barrels. Oh, by the way, Pikey = Irish gypsy, neither here nor there, and almost not understandable in their speech :D.

Anyways, back to other things.

Had a pretty good start to uni (the schizophrenia is wearing off... well, sorta), pretty much don't need to sort out much as of yet. Spent last nite trying to figure out papers i should take on 2nd and 3rd year, boy that was a mission. But i'm pretty much leaning to more chem, a lil bit of bio, psych, and philosophy. Weird combo, i know, but i'm thinking those papers would help me get into forensics easier.

Met a girl (lets call her Jen) in philosophy today, and by Zeus, she's smart. Well, in an abstract sort of way. Deep thinkin, y'know.
*Caution, ranting ahead, you have been warned*

Well, our conversation basically just revolved around human nature, why we do the things we do. According to Aristotle, every being has a purpose. Like a chair. A chairs purpose is to be sat on. But, dependin on what type of chair, their purpose might be different. Like a couch. Technically it could be a chair. But its also a couch, u could (depending on how big you are) lie down on it and sleep.

Now then, what is the human beings purpose? Well, although there are many different "sub-purposes", ultimately, humans are in this world to pursue happiness. Happiness cannot clearly be defined, as each individual has a different perception to what happiness is. Like Dr. Evil. He's happy with doing evil things, eating ice cream, and playing with laser gun wielding sharks. But to others, their happiness could be money, love, you get it. Everything we do basically is done to further our pursuit of happiness. I work to get money. Money used for spending on food. Food + Me = Happiness. =D

But then we talk about the really eeeevil people, like Hitler. I mean, why would he want to proceed with the mass destruction of Jews? What kind of motive/freakd out form of happiness was he trying to pursue? The guy deserved a pineapple shoved up his ass. And syphillis. Unless somehow he appeased his soul as he tried to implement his super society where everyone has blonde hair and blue eyes (heck, he himself didn't have blonde hair and blue eyes, idiot...) by killing the Jews, its hard to find a rational explanation for his actions. Surely it must have been to pursue some form of happiness, but to wat extent would a person go to to achieve contentment?

So yeah, happiness. Happiness. The cause of everything. The be all, and end all. Happiness could be death, could be life, could be your girlfriend/boyfriend, could be a million bucks, could be a PhD in something, could be laser gun sharks, heck it could be your lunch tomorrow.

Wow, thats fucked up. I've typed total shit.

To compensate, i'll put in a short little something
Jay: While we're discussing Saurons appearance I'd just like to say-
John: Well, Jay, i'm going to have to interrupt u there purely because i want you to stop talking. Now, my research has found that they actually used Pete Jacksons eye as the model for Sauron in the Lord of the Rings films.
Jay: What in the hell are you talking about?
John: Thats actually Peter Jacksons eye. He's Australian so he has reptilian pupils.

Jay: ...
John: Its a well known fact that Australians are at least half reptile. Some have even been known to be a third reptile.
Jay: Dude, thats just total bullshit. Anyway, Peter Jacksons not even from Australia. He's from New Zealand.
John : Well, maybe we'll agree to disagree. Anyway, I've heard rumors that maybe they'll show the rest of Saurons body in the last film, The Return of The Jedi. Y'know, i've always pictured him as a fat guy wit a humongous eye. Like so
John: I'm pretty sure they modelled him after the bic guy.
Jay: ...

End transcript.

Well, another fruitless blog =P but o well, filled up my time =D L8r!

Song of the day : Dakota - Stereophonics
Food item for the day : Ma Higgins Choc Chip Cookies

Oh. Dear. Me. University. Joy.

Well, its back to uni! Well, first thing tomorrow that is... I don't even have my books yet, and i dont even know where my lectures are gonna be held. Which means, if i don't get my act together, i'm screwed.
Like the cat.

Oh well. On to more interesting crap.
Hmm i wonder if German people spell crap with a 'K'... Krap... didn't they come up with that word or something? hmm... yay, more worthless research to be done!

Stuff I did in the week(s) that was:
1. Watched the longest yard. It was a pretty good movie, albeit sickening sometimes ( gay male prisoners doing cheerleading dance, not a nice sight X-@ ) But some parts were pretty funny. Now i'm gonna call everyone McAssholes =D You'll know about it if u saw the movie.
2. Played Doom 3. Yeah so mayb i was playing Doom 3 and neglecting the blog, but i couldn't help myself... its a good, eerie game *geeky voice* heeheehyuk *snort* clockd it in 6 1/2 hours. Now hand me my dual lightsabres, and we shall emulate the Battle of the Pollukas in comic book no. 763 of The Adventures of Zygon : Man Warrior..Prince...Alien thingy.. yeah, zzhhhhwing!
3. Continued speaking in strange accents to people. Managed to make people think i was Scottish! Heheh Aye laddy! Got smashed my some samoans for that. Why?... well, do they really need a reason to smash someone? Heck i could be tying my shoelaces a different way and they'd smash me for that. Luckily they were only 11 or 12, otherwise i could've been beaten up pretty bad. It still hurts.
4. Fantastic. Although the movie was just...average i guess. Jessica Alba *drools*.
5. Scarlett Johansson *drools*
6. Elisha Cuthbert *drools*
7. ( Insert name of young hot actress here ) *drools*

In other news, that new Harry Potter book is out... whatsitsname... um, Hairy Poofter and the Half-Brood Wince or something along those lines. Yes, uh, i was told that by um my 10 year old brother, while i was doing stuff like, uh, jumping out of a burning building after saving a baby from the uh burning, i mean, fire, yeah, u know, manly action packd stuff...

Oh yeah. And the cat that was clinging for its life on the branch? Well, its survived the fall ( they always land on all of their goddamnd fours! ). Unfortunately it was caught trespassing over the border to Mexico. And, as law has it, all cats who walk over borders without a collar or a passport must be executed. The photo above illustrates the savage beating the cat got for its insubordination. It was either that or the electric collar. The cat deserved it. Never has there been a case like this. Ever. Never ever.

And, with the dawning realisation that i have just written total bullshit for this blog, I'll be signing off =P will try to blog every few days or week!

Ciao!

Independence Day

... is what i'm watchin as i type out this post, and has no relation to the topic ( topic? what topic?) whatsoever...
Ah, so, the weekend was good, worked a double shift ( 16 hours XD crazy shit ) and then went to Matts 'R' themed party, dressed up as one of the Reservoir Dogs ( its a good movie, by Quentin Tarantino, although it is a bit short, watch it sometime ). So basically i had a suit, a tie, aviators, toy gun, a cig ( and i don't smoke, so i had to mug some homeless guy for it ) and a zippo lighter. And for all that, i was nearly awarded having the worse costume ( c'mon people! ) but at least i got points for the aviators =P. Will post pic of it after i get it off Matt.
At the end of the party, helped out Jarrod after we found out that his tyres were completely flat, probably done by some stupid nutfucker out there who gets kicks out of letting the air out of peoples tyres ( honestly, do people have nothing else to do? ). It was a cold night, incredibly cold, and i intelligently left my jacket in my car as i rummaged around the car to look for tools to get the tyres off the car ( initially we thought he had only one flat, but found out after that he actualy had 2, thats right, 2 flat front tyres, which was pretty much how we figured out it was done by some dumbass ). So Jarrod called up the breakdown people, while we waited. I could've gone back to my car for the jacket, but by that time, the frostbite had settled in, so it was kinda hard to move. And so we waited. Just me, Sarah, Jarrod ( Matt returned to the comfort of his bed soon after State was called ). It was cold. I wanted Sarahs jacket. I could have left. But i didn't. Heck, I could've been at the Shed. But i didn't. Why?... well thats classified. Anyway, the super-guy-with-cool-gadgets-man came and got the tyres sorted. Got back at like 4 somthin in the morn. Managed to trip over a pot, slam the door, and fall on the floor ( i missed the bed ok? my aim isn't too good in complete darkness... )
Went to church at bout 9.30. Snored during the sermon. Got a wooden cross thrown at me. Took me 2 hours to get the splinters out. Slept with some splinters embedded into my skull.
Well ok, so maybe the latter didn't happen, but i needed to write some stupid shit in this post =P
I also need to rethink my life... I don't really have a clear picture of what i wanna be, what kind of career im lookin for... at this stage i could be anything, forensic scientist, management consultant, exotic dancer ( okay maybe not that one... ), but i don't know what i'll end up with... I mean i want what everyone wants of course : good pay, good workers, easy job etc. But you don't always get what you want. In fact, most of the time, i get jackshit. Thats why i don't have high expectations for things... which kinda sucks i guess. But yeah, currently doing psychology, philosphy, and biology papers, hoping to get into something along the lines of forensics or management consulting ( problem solving areas ). And if all else fails, i'm running away and joining the circus ( no shit guys, theres good money in it! ). Ah well, time for bed.. will tell of more stories some other time...
Adios

Song of the day : Lifehouse - Spin
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