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Olet 9% massateini.

Olet 83% hyvä ihminen.

Henkinen ikäsi on 24 vuotta.

Olet 26% tylsä.

Olet 50% tosimies.

Olet 61% Elitisti.

Olet 22% insinööri.

Olet 4% kyylä.

Olet 17% inhetero.

Olet 48% vässykkä.

Kuolet 15.4.2052 .

*Dear diary of thoughts... friends.Sunnuntai 10.06.2007 03:52

Friends, who are they? What separates a good friend from a bad?
Quoting Pen & Tellers favorite line: All this is bullshit, your so fucking blind of everything, so when they tell you, you believe them. That is actually true. Nothing defines a good friend from bad, you know why? Because there aren’t good and bad friends. There are friends and just people you know, see and spend time together. Those who brag about how many friends they have are just wrong, or most of the times full of shit. As there isn’t friends and true friends, there are still just friends, to most of the people its hard to understand. I have an example, and actually its from my company. A person who claims that he has millions of friends, I believe him, I bet he has. But this person doesn’t know that sometimes too much is too much. I mean he promises, or no, to him that is not a promise if he doesn’t say “I promise”, that’s the wrong point of you, what you say, is what you do, and if you don’t, well, screw you then. But lets not talk about that. Back to topic. He says a lot of things, I can get this, bring that, but never they come accomplished. That is a first sign of a bad person. I know that you cant make to do it everything to everyone, but then its your fault, you oversee your possibilities, that is a sign of immatureness. I just wonder what does his so acclaimed “friends” think about that. I know what, NOT A THING. Why? Because they are immature too, so to them it does not matter, if he does it that way. Don’t have million friends, have few and dedicate your dignity, words and life to them. Friends are like cars, if you don’t fill them with petrol, they stop running, friendship breaks and that is that. I wonder after forgetting that, how many friends he does actually have, if you know what I mean. A friend is a guy or a girl, a man or a woman that is by your side, making your living exciting and less hard. To my friends I cant trust my life, so when I’m jumping out of the plane, I’m sure that the parachute will open, because it was put there by my friend, not some idiot. I can also tell them anything, a bank account passwords, true secrets about past, my deepest feelings… there are these things and many others that I told to them and I know that nobody else knows them, because I trust them as much as I trust my father. I know need that bullshit “promise not to tell”, because they actually have brains and know that they should not pass forward. Darkest feelings, deepest secrets. MOOONEEEYYYY!!! Usually this is the easiest thing to see what’s going on. I just borrowed 200€ from a friend, I know that he was after that left with 50€ for a week. He knows that I know. When borrowing he didn’t say a word about his money “problems”, he doesn’t have a problem yet, but I mean I just asked and he was going at atm, gave them and we talked about other subjects. Everybody knows that he’ll get his money back. Friendship mostly ends with money. But its not about the money its about trust and dedication. I know a hell of a lot of people, and even if I spend time with them, and say hi as I see on the street, I don’t consider them as friends, I mean they are company, familiars, guys, girls, a gang, brotherhood, anything, but I keep friends separate. And don’t get me wrong, I don’t define or separate or choose who is going to be my friend, no! Time is an interesting factor, it shows us who is and who isn’t.. You can buy me stuff and give me thing, but that wont make you my friend. I have a society where I sponsored and will sponsor my friend, whole last summer, maybe this one too, but you know what? I haven’t asked a penny back, I don’t need money, a cost of few hundreds away, to see who you really are (friends lets you know who you really are), is the price I can live with…. Ok, I hope this makes sense, at some parts, I’m too tired to write more..
I could quote mr.E to everyone who has million friends:

Friends, who do you think they really are? TheyÂ’re really your enemies, with secret identities.

[Ei aihetta]Torstai 07.06.2007 03:52

07.06.07 00:51 < Jason> net slov vyrozit' mata kotorym ya vas pokroju kogda uvidemsya, pozabyvali, a mne vas bol'she nikak ne najti, koroche, polnos pizdos mudilos

Olen kiltti <3

*Dear diary of thoughts... mysterious.Keskiviikko 06.06.2007 03:35

Who are you, the mysterious girl that has gotten my attention. I mean, it’s strange to think about something or someone of what you only know few details that actually don’t tell nothing about it. You just have them, but you can’t use them, they just are in your mind. I think I’m loosing my mind, cause every day I think about your smile, how you laugh, what you look like, how you talk and act, what will you think about me. I mean this actually is from normal persons view as stupid as it sound, as crazy as it is. But think about it, I know a name, place of work, of what I’m not so sure about, and like the quarter that you live on. Those few things lets me loose. I just wonder when I’ll finally meet you, is this everything just going to vanish in to the air. And I’ll be like: and this is what kept me “dreaming”? For fuck sake for how long. But this is not going to happen, as I made few calls in my “army intelligence” shirt and I found out that the bonding object has came to the destination few days ago, there is still no calls and I guess it’s not the time, or the time wont never come, or they are just too busy or this or that…. We come to ground zero, we finish where we started and now we think about why so? There are million reasons for that, luckily I got nothing but time, But seriously I can promise myself that some day, I’ll meet this mysterious girl and ask “who are you?” Until then, I think I’ll keep on guessing.


“The most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious. It is the source of all true art and science.”

aww... it's sweetTiistai 05.06.2007 04:22

So nice to see happy couples, i mean really happy, not some "i love you, i hate you shit"

*Dear diary of thoughts... About Drinking.Maanantai 04.06.2007 02:50

I’m back in normal life again. No booze. Yesterday we were drinking. I was intending not to get drunk, no matter what it casts me. The evening was starting great, we bought 3x12packs and headed to city. When we got there we went to kiasma’s park. The best and the only place where we drink in Helsinki. Everything was great, 12pack down, next open. I’m feeling that I should slow down on drinking so I wont get drunk too fast. We chit-chat and one geezer that loves football shines his bright idea, to and watch SUOMI-SERBIA game. But there’s a problem, we have so much beer, the match is starting in 15min and we have to drink it before going there. So they say “hurry up”. I say that I don’t want to hurry up, because if I do, I’ll get drunk, well I mean I’ll probably loose a littlebit of self control and start speaking in loud. AND AS ALWAYS like every drunk Russian they start saying: ahh come on, help us, don’t you respect us? I mean what the F it has to do with respect? Oh hell yeah I respect: MYSELF. I have dignity, I told my self I wont drink, so I wont. This kept going on till the end of a football game. It was hard not to drink, but I stood up for myself and yeah! I’m proud. But this wont be the last time, so I’m just wondering, what’s up with it? Why do we drink because everybody does? I mean it wont make you a better person, believe me, friends, don’t care are you a drinker or not and you don’t have to show off in front of them, you don’t have to proof anything. Still why is it so hard to not drink when they all are drinking? - so next time when ya’ll drink, just think: why do you drink? For who? For what? And the most important: know your limits!

*Dear diary of thoughts... engagement.Maanantai 04.06.2007 02:34

Don’t you think that engagement is nowadays just the thing, that youth wants to show the world that we are committed to each other. Ring = A sing that he or she is dating seriously and that he or she is yours. I have noticed that these days people get engaged for the sake of engagement, just for the ring. Wasn’t it supposed to be that way, that if someone asks “will you marry me” and the other one accepts it, they get the ring and after that they should be able to tell the day or at least month that they get married. Feels like, that the proposal is nowadays just like: will we get engaged. I have construed t that if you say “yes” at that moment, we say yes just for the sake of the ring and that we can brag about it to friends and family just like: “I have someone that takes me seriously”. And this if anything is stupid, irresponsible. Engagement are a sing of that YOU are ready, no, you have decided, no, no, you know, that this human being is going to be beside you till death. Some big ass golden/silver ring’s wont show how much you love or are in love. They have nothing to do with that. Actually rings are just a product of some big company, so as yourself: do you really need that ring? as it does not change anything.

“Long engagements give people the opportunity of finding out each other's character before marriage, which is never advisable.”

*Dear diary of thoughts... love someone.Maanantai 04.06.2007 02:33

I am an experienced person in love, well if you can call it that way. I’ll rather call it unstable emotions of liking. Unfortunately or maybe it has made me a better, I have been with four different type of girls. I’m not playing with emotions, well I though I didn’t. Actually I have noticed one strange thing in me, or it can also be just coincidence. Usually there are some things that I need and if looking at this in a big point of view, I get them most of the times. But after that, everything just freezes. But my point isn’t about that. My point is about love and how we are used to use it wrong. Ok, I know there isn’t right love! But there is something. These days we intent to use it so much, the word, that we forget about what it really means. Kids, youth, matures use it. But after all, its hard to see anymore who is serious and who’s not. Youth, meet in internet or a big drunk party, next day we live together, we have sex, walks in the park, the usual stuff. We intend to think that we are in big love with person we only like. So we say to each other “I love you”, for what? I mean it feels good to hear such words, especially when someone means it, who does and who doesn’t? Youth make up, break up, that same pattern that we all go through. Some of us more times than others, some less. The most important thing is to realise what love really is, at least superficially. Learn from mistakes, not only do they teach you, you’ll also know a little more about yourself. And that if what is important, because if you’ll stay the same, and the unwanted bad habits will stay in you, nothing will change, and you’ll make up and break up over and over again. Love is such strong word that I’m afraid to use it before I’m 96% sure that I mean it. I’m that type of person that says it all the time just to make someone feel better, or to get something out of someone, f*ck NO! That if what is the most foolish thing you can do. Don’t say anything what you don’t mean, liking and loving are different thing, commitment and just to have fun don’t belong together.
“Some emotions don't make a lot of noise. It's hard to hear pride. Caring is real faint - like a heartbeat. And pure love - why, some days it's so quiet, you don't even know it's there.”

HelsinkiTorstai 31.05.2007 02:31

People are strange, just moments ago I took my "moving away" neighbour to a place called Hernesaari, because he and she had so much stuff to carry and they were intending to call a taxi, I though why not take them. They were a littlebit amazed, and unconfortable, I told them to shut up and show me some directions. So we got there, I said no problem and goodbye. By not asking them money i made them remember me for some time.

But it's strange how people are oriented in here. It's like you allways have to do something for someone, because earlier he or she did something for you. Why? I dont know why people are used to pay for everything or if not paying, then owning a favour.

I dont know about you, but I'll do things for free, well ofcourse not to a stranger, but to a person that i know, i mean knowing is a big, big comprehension. Usually just name and some time to "get to know each other" is enough.

And geezers WAKE UP!
Lady is a living human being that you have to value in everything you do. After all, they bring you the best days of your life, and early morning smiles. Think about it when youll enter the bus (dont hurry it wont leave if youll wait for women to come in), open the door (3 second saving is not so important), anywhere; bars, work, park etc. A woman should always challenge our respect, and never move our compassion. More than anything, I think women deserve to be treated with respect and dignity! Remember that!

The stack upTorstai 10.05.2007 10:32

The sign of an intelligent people is their ability to control their emotions by the application of reason, and if you don't know where you are going, any road will get you there. Anyways the best way to waste your life, ... is by taking notes. The easiest way to avoid living is to just watch. Look for the details. Report. Don't participate. Live has spoken, it said to me that i should never allow someone to be your priority while allowing yourself to be their option.


So here is my advice:
Be yourself. Above all, let who you are, what you are, what you believe, shine through every sentence you write, every piece you finish