Look!!!! I took that picture myself... me as the model... i'm like totally hot as hell ;P Hey and Arna is the beautifullest lesbian off all!!! Thats a fact!! Arna I love you! <--everything after the hot as hell comment was written by Arna... but that dosn't make it any less truthfull...
this post is mainly to fullfill my vanity so comment about the picture!
p.s. THATS MY CHEST NOT A BREAST!
Friday, December 17, 2004
Monday, December 13, 2004
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| Choose a band/or artist and answer only in song TITLES by that band: | Placebo |
| Are you female or male: | Nancy Boy |
| Describe yourself: | Passive aggressive |
| How do some people feel about you: | Scared of girls |
| How do you feel about yourself: | Special K |
| Describe your ex girlfriend/boyfriend: | Black Eyed |
| Describe your current girlfriend/boyfriend: | My sweet prince, Peeping TOM! ;) |
| Describe where you want to be: | Running up that hill |
| Describe what you want to be: | Evil dildo |
| Describe how you live: | Brick Shithouse |
| Describe how you love: | Swallow |
| Share a few words of wisdom: | You don't care about us |
WOAH! Ég var að koma úr stærðfræðiprófi, ég er sko ekki frá því að ég sé alveg skítfallinn... reyndar er það alveg without a doubt að ég sé fallinn. Ég er samt ekki hissa, Tossinn hann hafi er ekki búinn að fylgjast með sem skildi í stærðfræðitímum c'est la vie (Edited, thanks Tanja).
Next up SAGA! :D totally... þar stendur hnífur í belju líka, ég var að fatta það bara áðan að ég gleymdi að gera hiemildarskrá á verkefni sem ég gerði.... DJÖFULL! ætli ég fái að ég hafi ekki gert verkefnið eða lækkar kennaraeinkunin bara :s áfanginn veltur á því.... kanski ef ég dríf mig núna og geri hiemildarskrána.... ég held að það sé alltof seint þar sem prófið er á morgun. Hvort sem ég geri þá vona ég að hlutirnir reddist.
Það eru 13 dagar í Tom :D YAY! og það þýðir að það séu 11 dagar til jóla og svo 17 dagar í gamlárs, á gamlárskvöld þá verður GAY ball í þjóðleikhúskjallaranum, á vegum samtakanna '78 ég man ekki klukkan hvað það byrjar en ég held að það byrji klukkan eitt AM og miðaverð er sem hér stendur:
í forsölu:
fyrir félagsmeðlimi samtakanna '78: 1000 kr
Aðrir: 1300kr
á Nýársnótt:
fyrir félagsmeðlimi samtakanna '78: 1500 kr
Aðrir: 1800 kr
og ef þú skráir þig í samtökin fyrir næsta ár þá færðu ókeypis miða í kaupbæti.
Jæja, ég er farinn offline og ætla að tékka á heimildarskrá... CHOW
~Je m'appelle paix... J'ai cinq ans..
Next up SAGA! :D totally... þar stendur hnífur í belju líka, ég var að fatta það bara áðan að ég gleymdi að gera hiemildarskrá á verkefni sem ég gerði.... DJÖFULL! ætli ég fái að ég hafi ekki gert verkefnið eða lækkar kennaraeinkunin bara :s áfanginn veltur á því.... kanski ef ég dríf mig núna og geri hiemildarskrána.... ég held að það sé alltof seint þar sem prófið er á morgun. Hvort sem ég geri þá vona ég að hlutirnir reddist.
Það eru 13 dagar í Tom :D YAY! og það þýðir að það séu 11 dagar til jóla og svo 17 dagar í gamlárs, á gamlárskvöld þá verður GAY ball í þjóðleikhúskjallaranum, á vegum samtakanna '78 ég man ekki klukkan hvað það byrjar en ég held að það byrji klukkan eitt AM og miðaverð er sem hér stendur:
í forsölu:
fyrir félagsmeðlimi samtakanna '78: 1000 kr
Aðrir: 1300kr
á Nýársnótt:
fyrir félagsmeðlimi samtakanna '78: 1500 kr
Aðrir: 1800 kr
og ef þú skráir þig í samtökin fyrir næsta ár þá færðu ókeypis miða í kaupbæti.
Jæja, ég er farinn offline og ætla að tékka á heimildarskrá... CHOW
~Je m'appelle paix... J'ai cinq ans..
Friday, December 10, 2004
Á íslensku má alltaf finna svar...
Allt í lagi, hér hefur hinn illi harðstjóri KATRÍN LEÐURHOMMI!!! ákveðið að neyða mig til þess að skrifa á íslensku... hmmm... hvað á maður svo að segja? Þegar stórt er spurt er fátt um svör... talandi um stórt þá er elskulegi Hollendingurinn minn aðeins 16 daga frá mér og er ykkar heittelskaði Haffi að deyja úr spenningi (Katrín: totta hann totta hann) Hey vá ég að vera að læra fyrir sögu... ekki er ég að því neeeei, ég er að leðurhommast með henni Katrínu.
jæja, hérmeð enda ég þetta blogg... fylgist með blogginu hennar katrínar þar sem hún verður neydd til að blogga á ensku ;D
~Friður er peace á ensku...
jæja, hérmeð enda ég þetta blogg... fylgist með blogginu hennar katrínar þar sem hún verður neydd til að blogga á ensku ;D
~Friður er peace á ensku...
Thursday, December 09, 2004
((unknown title but I guess "the lucky ones")) -by Bif Naked
It was a monday when
my lover told me
"never pay the reaper with love only"
what could I say to you
except I love you
and I'd give my life for yours
I know we are, we are the lucky ones
I know we are, we are the lucky ones
I know we are, we are the lucky ones dear
Remember the time we made love in roses
and you took my picture in all sorts of poses
how could I ever get over you when I'd give my life for yours
I know we are, we are the lucky ones
I know we are, we are the lucky ones
I know we are, we are the lucky ones
I know we are, we are the lucky ones dear... my dear
Its times we say "thank god for you",
I thank god for you.
in each and every single way I know
I know
I know
I know
I know
I know
its time to let you know
time to let you know
time to let you know
time to sing here I say.
I know we are, we are the lucky ones
I know we are, we are the lucky ones
I know we are, we are the lucky ones
I know we are, we are the lucky ones dear, dear
we are the lucky ones dear dear
we are the lucky ones dear dear
we are the lucky ones dear
we are the lucky ones dear
we are the lucky ones dear..
~Peace... love the camera... make love to the camera... FUCK THE CAMERA!!! FUCK IT!!!!
It was a monday when
my lover told me
"never pay the reaper with love only"
what could I say to you
except I love you
and I'd give my life for yours
I know we are, we are the lucky ones
I know we are, we are the lucky ones
I know we are, we are the lucky ones dear
Remember the time we made love in roses
and you took my picture in all sorts of poses
how could I ever get over you when I'd give my life for yours
I know we are, we are the lucky ones
I know we are, we are the lucky ones
I know we are, we are the lucky ones
I know we are, we are the lucky ones dear... my dear
Its times we say "thank god for you",
I thank god for you.
in each and every single way I know
I know
I know
I know
I know
I know
its time to let you know
time to let you know
time to let you know
time to sing here I say.
I know we are, we are the lucky ones
I know we are, we are the lucky ones
I know we are, we are the lucky ones
I know we are, we are the lucky ones dear, dear
we are the lucky ones dear dear
we are the lucky ones dear dear
we are the lucky ones dear
we are the lucky ones dear
we are the lucky ones dear..
~Peace... love the camera... make love to the camera... FUCK THE CAMERA!!! FUCK IT!!!!
Tuesday, December 07, 2004
Why Gay Marriage is Wrong
1. Homosexuality is not natural. Real Americans always reject
unnatural things like eyeglasses, polyester, and air conditioning.
2. Gay marriage will encourage people to be gay, in the same way
that hanging around tall people will make you tall.
3. Legalizing gay marriage will open the door to all kinds of crazy
behavior. People may even wish to marry their pets because a dog has
legal standing and can sign a marriage contract.
4. Heterosexual marriage has been around a long time and hasn't
changed at all; women are still property, blacks still can't marry
whites, and divorce is still illegal.
5. Straight marriage will be less meaningful if homosexual marriage
were allowed; the sanctity of Britney Spears' 55-hour just-for-fun
marriage would be destroyed.
6. Heterosexual marriages are valid because they produce children.
Homosexual couples, infertile couples, and old people shouldn't be
allowed to marry because our orphanges aren't full yet, and the
world needs more children.
7. Obviously gay parents will raise gay children, since straight
parents only raise straight children.
8. Gay marriage is not supported by religion. In a theocracy like
ours, the values of one religion are imposed on the entire country.
That's why we have only one religion in America.
9. Children can never succeed without a male and a female role model
at home. That's why we as a society expressly forbid single parents
to raise children.
10. Gay marriage will change the foundation of society; we could
never adapt to new social norms. Just like we haven't adapted to
cars, the service-sector economy, or longer life spans.
~Peace dost thou take Equity to be your lawfully wedded husband?...
1. Homosexuality is not natural. Real Americans always reject
unnatural things like eyeglasses, polyester, and air conditioning.
2. Gay marriage will encourage people to be gay, in the same way
that hanging around tall people will make you tall.
3. Legalizing gay marriage will open the door to all kinds of crazy
behavior. People may even wish to marry their pets because a dog has
legal standing and can sign a marriage contract.
4. Heterosexual marriage has been around a long time and hasn't
changed at all; women are still property, blacks still can't marry
whites, and divorce is still illegal.
5. Straight marriage will be less meaningful if homosexual marriage
were allowed; the sanctity of Britney Spears' 55-hour just-for-fun
marriage would be destroyed.
6. Heterosexual marriages are valid because they produce children.
Homosexual couples, infertile couples, and old people shouldn't be
allowed to marry because our orphanges aren't full yet, and the
world needs more children.
7. Obviously gay parents will raise gay children, since straight
parents only raise straight children.
8. Gay marriage is not supported by religion. In a theocracy like
ours, the values of one religion are imposed on the entire country.
That's why we have only one religion in America.
9. Children can never succeed without a male and a female role model
at home. That's why we as a society expressly forbid single parents
to raise children.
10. Gay marriage will change the foundation of society; we could
never adapt to new social norms. Just like we haven't adapted to
cars, the service-sector economy, or longer life spans.
~Peace dost thou take Equity to be your lawfully wedded husband?...
Saturday, December 04, 2004
Ég hata Birting, ég hata að muna eftir honum, ég hata að finna lyktina af honum, random, alltaf uppúr þurru, Birtingur er bastarður, ég þoli ekki hvernig hann er hvernig hann hugsar hvað hann gerir, ég þoli ekki að þrá Birting að hugsa um hann og að sakna hans... Birtingur er tussa.... *dæs* FÍFL! og þá ég sérstaklega... fífl...
~Peace... FUCK!
~Peace... FUCK!
Friday, December 03, 2004
01. Who are you?
02. Are we friends?
03. When and how did we meet?
04. Do you have a crush on me?
05. Would you kiss me?
06. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.
07. Describe me in one word.
08. What was your first impression?
09. Do you still think that way about me now?
10. What reminds you of me?
11. If you could give me anything what would it be?
12. How well do you know me?
13. When's the last time you saw me?
14. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?
15. Are you going to put this on your Blogg and see what I say about you?
~Peace command you to answer these questions.
02. Are we friends?
03. When and how did we meet?
04. Do you have a crush on me?
05. Would you kiss me?
06. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.
07. Describe me in one word.
08. What was your first impression?
09. Do you still think that way about me now?
10. What reminds you of me?
11. If you could give me anything what would it be?
12. How well do you know me?
13. When's the last time you saw me?
14. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?
15. Are you going to put this on your Blogg and see what I say about you?
~Peace command you to answer these questions.
Thursday, December 02, 2004
The most beautiful song this moment...
Twenty years.
There are twenty years to go,
And twenty ways to know,
Who will wear,
Who will wear the hat.
There are twenty years to go,
The best of all I hope,
Enjoy the ride,
The medicine show.
And them's the breaks,
For we designer fakes,
We need to concentrate,
On more than meets the eye.
There are twenty years to go,
The faithful and the low,
The best of starts,
The broken heart, the stone.
There are twenty years to go,
The punchdrunk and the blow,
The worst of starts,
The mercy part, the phone.
And them's the breaks,
For we designer fakes,
We need to concentrate,
On more than meets the eye.
And them's the breaks,
For we designer fakes,
But it's you I take,
Because you're the truth not I.
There are twenty years to go,
A golden age I know,
But all will pass,
And end too fast you know.
There are twenty years to go,
And many friends I hope,
Though some may hold the rose,
Some hold the rope.
That's the end,
And that's the start of it.
That's the whole,
And that's the part of it.
That's the high,
And that's the heart of it.
That's the long,
And that's the short of it.
That's the best,
And that's the test in it.
That's the doubt,
The doubt, the trust in it.
That's the sight,
And that's the sound of it.
That's the gift,
And that's the trick in it.
You're the truth not I.
You're the truth not I.
You're the truth not I.
You're the truth not I.
You're the truth not I.
You're the truth not I.
You're the truth not I.
You're the truth not I.
~Placebo
There are twenty years to go,
And twenty ways to know,
Who will wear,
Who will wear the hat.
There are twenty years to go,
The best of all I hope,
Enjoy the ride,
The medicine show.
And them's the breaks,
For we designer fakes,
We need to concentrate,
On more than meets the eye.
There are twenty years to go,
The faithful and the low,
The best of starts,
The broken heart, the stone.
There are twenty years to go,
The punchdrunk and the blow,
The worst of starts,
The mercy part, the phone.
And them's the breaks,
For we designer fakes,
We need to concentrate,
On more than meets the eye.
And them's the breaks,
For we designer fakes,
But it's you I take,
Because you're the truth not I.
There are twenty years to go,
A golden age I know,
But all will pass,
And end too fast you know.
There are twenty years to go,
And many friends I hope,
Though some may hold the rose,
Some hold the rope.
That's the end,
And that's the start of it.
That's the whole,
And that's the part of it.
That's the high,
And that's the heart of it.
That's the long,
And that's the short of it.
That's the best,
And that's the test in it.
That's the doubt,
The doubt, the trust in it.
That's the sight,
And that's the sound of it.
That's the gift,
And that's the trick in it.
You're the truth not I.
You're the truth not I.
You're the truth not I.
You're the truth not I.
You're the truth not I.
You're the truth not I.
You're the truth not I.
You're the truth not I.
~Placebo
Wednesday, December 01, 2004
Due to popular demand by my dahling sheep... I will blog allthough this precious time should be spent on danish, either way I will probably be up all night juced on java... CAN I HAVE AN AMEN!!!? hmmm... I was just thinking about something I'd like to call auto-felatio, its something cats and dogs seem to be able to do and every man in existence wants to be able to do... some are fortunate enough to be able to do that, hmmm... on secound thought I dont think cats and dogs can actually do that... I believe their teeth would be in the way and do they even know how to produce pressure inside theyr mouths (aka. suck)? ... now, auto-coningilis (sp? lesbians help me out here) is something im positive only circus freaks can do... and cats and dogs and a number of other animals.
Wow, im supposed to be studying for my danish exam, which also is the last danish test I have to take EVER if and only IF I pass this exam... why am I not studying then you ask? because I have to read a book... not just ANY book, but the book dubbed "Drengen fra sankt petri" this tome houses two of the things i find the least interesting in this universe we call home, those things are danish and war (not to mention history but thats not in vast amounts). So bare with me here and maybe I'll give you a cookie.
now to the daily drama ;) *cough* now confirmed that my darling dutch will be coming to the land of ice and snow during the christmas holidays, this is joyace news I know but the conundrum is that he will be here for a week (aka. seven days) and during atleast four of those seven days I will be forced to spend atleast 8-10 hours a day in the "Loftkastali" (an icelandic theatre for you unfortunate souls of non-icelandic origin or ethnicity), I have two choices #1: Quit the play, ruining alot of work for alot of people and hence giving the directors ulcers and thus threatening my own life with the possibility of their co-operation with assasins, #2: Force my dear sweet Tom to hang around the theatre during the whole period of practice... this would not be fun for him seeing as this dutchman dosen't spek a word in iceland except "takk" (thank you) and "góðan daginn" (good day). SO what can yours truly do in this situation?! I myself have no idea, I ask that they who comment on what my decision should be should themselves be in all totally objective, meaning Katrín, Inga and Hildur are not allowed express themselves, allthough if they want to commune theyr knowledge about auto-felatio and auto-coningilis or my spelling feel free! ;)
p.s. if people really care about me they will comment... lest I will make myself a Ana or Mia... (what the fuck does he meen by this you say...? now you should have watched judging Amy yesterday... right Auja?)
~Peace---> Auto-serenity
Wow, im supposed to be studying for my danish exam, which also is the last danish test I have to take EVER if and only IF I pass this exam... why am I not studying then you ask? because I have to read a book... not just ANY book, but the book dubbed "Drengen fra sankt petri" this tome houses two of the things i find the least interesting in this universe we call home, those things are danish and war (not to mention history but thats not in vast amounts). So bare with me here and maybe I'll give you a cookie.
now to the daily drama ;) *cough* now confirmed that my darling dutch will be coming to the land of ice and snow during the christmas holidays, this is joyace news I know but the conundrum is that he will be here for a week (aka. seven days) and during atleast four of those seven days I will be forced to spend atleast 8-10 hours a day in the "Loftkastali" (an icelandic theatre for you unfortunate souls of non-icelandic origin or ethnicity), I have two choices #1: Quit the play, ruining alot of work for alot of people and hence giving the directors ulcers and thus threatening my own life with the possibility of their co-operation with assasins, #2: Force my dear sweet Tom to hang around the theatre during the whole period of practice... this would not be fun for him seeing as this dutchman dosen't spek a word in iceland except "takk" (thank you) and "góðan daginn" (good day). SO what can yours truly do in this situation?! I myself have no idea, I ask that they who comment on what my decision should be should themselves be in all totally objective, meaning Katrín, Inga and Hildur are not allowed express themselves, allthough if they want to commune theyr knowledge about auto-felatio and auto-coningilis or my spelling feel free! ;)
p.s. if people really care about me they will comment... lest I will make myself a Ana or Mia... (what the fuck does he meen by this you say...? now you should have watched judging Amy yesterday... right Auja?)
~Peace---> Auto-serenity
Wednesday, November 24, 2004
WOW!!! im like sooo totally excited, watching americas next top model,,, Mercedez just got through and Yoanna and Shandi are left.... oh my gaaawd! who will it be.... "both of you have done so well throughout this process," "shandi you started off kindof weak but showed us that you can be..." "Shandi GO! Yoanna GO!".... "...and pack you bags and go home..................................... Yoanna! WHAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" FREAKING HELL!!!! loksins þegar ég byrja að halda með bókasafnsbeyglunni þá tapar hún!!! damn!
Well, I feel better, er veikur b.t.w. en ég koma heim, fékk mér verkjalyf, smurði á mig vöðvaslakandi efni og fór í heitt bað og fékk símtal frá Tom sem lét mér líða miklu betur. Núna sit ég í borðstofunni að blogga með hlýjan ofn við bakið á mér, Americas next top model í gangi... well auglýsingar akkurat núna "veljum íslenskt og allir vinna. Félag íslenskra rafvirkja" holy! og kjamsandi vínber eins og argasti rómverji aaaaah, life is good... allavega þanga til ég geri mér grein fyrir að ég á eftir að gera heila munnlega kynningu fyrir dönsku... hey vá! ég er geðveikt stressaður fyrir þau, ég held að Mercedes vinni... ég þoli ekki Yoannu plus she said the g-word... (god). Ég á 6 vínber eftir :( þau eru of góð... 5...
Tom ætlar að reyna að koma í vetur (4..) YAY!!!! hann ætlar að koma og reyna að ákveða hvort að hann vilji koma í skóla hérna :P (3...) (2...) (1...)(0....... :'s ) "and when you come back I will announce who will be americas next top model" "americas next top model is..... Yoanna..." O_O!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
þú ert að djóka!
En já Tom... tom tom tom tom tom tom tom tom tom tom tom tom :D:D:D:D:D:D hann er yndi, hann er svo sætur og góður :P en því miður svo hollenskur, mér finnst hann æði, ég vil vera með honum og ég held að ég gæti það og verið mjög hamingjusamur =D það er bara að tímabilið er skrítið, ef hann vill vera hér þá þarf hann allavega að bíða í tvö ár eða 2 og hálft sem er ekki alveg það sem hann (eða ég) vill, síðan pæling um að ég fari til Hollands, það vill ég miklu MIKLU frekar gera, en hvað þegar þar að er komið? Æji, það er bara allt eitthvað svo flókið. ohjæja, ætli ég verði ekki að byrja á dönskunni :s átti bara að skila í fyrradag =(
BÆJÓ!
~Peace is to sexy for its shirt....
Well, I feel better, er veikur b.t.w. en ég koma heim, fékk mér verkjalyf, smurði á mig vöðvaslakandi efni og fór í heitt bað og fékk símtal frá Tom sem lét mér líða miklu betur. Núna sit ég í borðstofunni að blogga með hlýjan ofn við bakið á mér, Americas next top model í gangi... well auglýsingar akkurat núna "veljum íslenskt og allir vinna. Félag íslenskra rafvirkja" holy! og kjamsandi vínber eins og argasti rómverji aaaaah, life is good... allavega þanga til ég geri mér grein fyrir að ég á eftir að gera heila munnlega kynningu fyrir dönsku... hey vá! ég er geðveikt stressaður fyrir þau, ég held að Mercedes vinni... ég þoli ekki Yoannu plus she said the g-word... (god). Ég á 6 vínber eftir :( þau eru of góð... 5...
Tom ætlar að reyna að koma í vetur (4..) YAY!!!! hann ætlar að koma og reyna að ákveða hvort að hann vilji koma í skóla hérna :P (3...) (2...) (1...)(0....... :'s ) "and when you come back I will announce who will be americas next top model" "americas next top model is..... Yoanna..." O_O!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
þú ert að djóka!
En já Tom... tom tom tom tom tom tom tom tom tom tom tom tom :D:D:D:D:D:D hann er yndi, hann er svo sætur og góður :P en því miður svo hollenskur, mér finnst hann æði, ég vil vera með honum og ég held að ég gæti það og verið mjög hamingjusamur =D það er bara að tímabilið er skrítið, ef hann vill vera hér þá þarf hann allavega að bíða í tvö ár eða 2 og hálft sem er ekki alveg það sem hann (eða ég) vill, síðan pæling um að ég fari til Hollands, það vill ég miklu MIKLU frekar gera, en hvað þegar þar að er komið? Æji, það er bara allt eitthvað svo flókið. ohjæja, ætli ég verði ekki að byrja á dönskunni :s átti bara að skila í fyrradag =(
BÆJÓ!
~Peace is to sexy for its shirt....
MOM IS GOING TO KILL ME!!!!!!
holy christ, damn whoever invented the bandwidt quota system!!!! damn him (or her)!
Ok so we have this quota up to a 100 something, kb mb gb im not sure, but its very little whatever it is, and like a week ago we were up to 200 of those units, not my fault this time though (or my mother said) because my sister had been here and used the webcam quite alot, BUT! since then I have been online alot and downloaded a few things, quicktime or something and stuff. A friend of mine also cam over and downloaded a song from the interenet those are expensive!!!! and of course beeing the lovesick idiot I am I wanted to hear Toms voice, so I called him, and during one week I called him twice, speaking to himfor half an hour each time... so... I hope its free to call Holland from Iceland... well... if anybody wants to write my obituary feel free.
~I sure hope peace will attend my funeral.
holy christ, damn whoever invented the bandwidt quota system!!!! damn him (or her)!
Ok so we have this quota up to a 100 something, kb mb gb im not sure, but its very little whatever it is, and like a week ago we were up to 200 of those units, not my fault this time though (or my mother said) because my sister had been here and used the webcam quite alot, BUT! since then I have been online alot and downloaded a few things, quicktime or something and stuff. A friend of mine also cam over and downloaded a song from the interenet those are expensive!!!! and of course beeing the lovesick idiot I am I wanted to hear Toms voice, so I called him, and during one week I called him twice, speaking to himfor half an hour each time... so... I hope its free to call Holland from Iceland... well... if anybody wants to write my obituary feel free.
~I sure hope peace will attend my funeral.
Thursday, November 18, 2004
For some reason I want to write this post in icelandic.
Vá, ég vill alveg rosalega hætta í skólanum... ég vill fara að vinna og bara vinna og skemmta mér, átt pening þar sem ég er ekki að fara eyða honum í áfengi.. auðvitað mundi ég eyða honum í eitthvað annað en málið er að ég mætti það alveg. ég nenni ekki þessu skóla veseni, ég hef heldur engan áhuga á að vera hérna, engin áhugi => legg mig ekki fram => tímaeyðsla... Af hverju að eyða tíma og pening í eitthvað sem er bara sóun á tíma mínum og starfsfólki skólans, peningum mínum, móður minnar og ríkisins þegar ég væri líklega miklu hamingjusamari ekki? af því að þegar til lengri tíma er litið þá er þetta svo miklu hagkvæmara að hafa stúdentspróf. Ég er samt svo innilega ekki viss með það, akkurat þessa stundina hef ég verið að pæla að ég sýg hamingju mína frá tímanum sem ég er ekki að vinna og ekki í skóla, ég lifi fyrir þann tíma og þessvegna held ég að ég gæti verið mjög hamingjusamur í vinnu sem gefur góð laun (enga fúlgu en bara nóg) og með fólki sem mér líður vel hjá og eyðandi tíma mínum í eitthvað sem skiptir mig máli. Ég finn ekki köllun í neinu sem ég hef pælt í, ég finn ekki köllun í leiklist, söng, félagsfræði, sálfræði né neinu þvílíku... þar samt liggur áhugasvið mitt nema hvað að þegar við vorum að vinna í gay pride floterinum þá fann ég eitthvað, þetta var spennandi og mikilvægt og skemmtilegt eitthvað sem ég gæti alveg hugsað mér að halda áfram að gera... svona "grúsk" og redd.
Ojæja, ég er samt ekkert að fara að hætta, ég held áfram og klára á mínum tíma... in the end I will finish and then I can do whatever the fuck i want to do, until then the weekends shall keep me happy with dancing and lesure.
~P.H.D. in peace of mind..
Vá, ég vill alveg rosalega hætta í skólanum... ég vill fara að vinna og bara vinna og skemmta mér, átt pening þar sem ég er ekki að fara eyða honum í áfengi.. auðvitað mundi ég eyða honum í eitthvað annað en málið er að ég mætti það alveg. ég nenni ekki þessu skóla veseni, ég hef heldur engan áhuga á að vera hérna, engin áhugi => legg mig ekki fram => tímaeyðsla... Af hverju að eyða tíma og pening í eitthvað sem er bara sóun á tíma mínum og starfsfólki skólans, peningum mínum, móður minnar og ríkisins þegar ég væri líklega miklu hamingjusamari ekki? af því að þegar til lengri tíma er litið þá er þetta svo miklu hagkvæmara að hafa stúdentspróf. Ég er samt svo innilega ekki viss með það, akkurat þessa stundina hef ég verið að pæla að ég sýg hamingju mína frá tímanum sem ég er ekki að vinna og ekki í skóla, ég lifi fyrir þann tíma og þessvegna held ég að ég gæti verið mjög hamingjusamur í vinnu sem gefur góð laun (enga fúlgu en bara nóg) og með fólki sem mér líður vel hjá og eyðandi tíma mínum í eitthvað sem skiptir mig máli. Ég finn ekki köllun í neinu sem ég hef pælt í, ég finn ekki köllun í leiklist, söng, félagsfræði, sálfræði né neinu þvílíku... þar samt liggur áhugasvið mitt nema hvað að þegar við vorum að vinna í gay pride floterinum þá fann ég eitthvað, þetta var spennandi og mikilvægt og skemmtilegt eitthvað sem ég gæti alveg hugsað mér að halda áfram að gera... svona "grúsk" og redd.
Ojæja, ég er samt ekkert að fara að hætta, ég held áfram og klára á mínum tíma... in the end I will finish and then I can do whatever the fuck i want to do, until then the weekends shall keep me happy with dancing and lesure.
~P.H.D. in peace of mind..
Wednesday, November 17, 2004
Arna is going to flip over this.... or spray all over the computer.... ewwwwwww
http://www.video-c.co.uk/microshow.asp?vidref=benn001&FileType=ISDNstream
http://www.internetdj.com/article.php?storyid=477
~peace has a jackhammer... can you see it hammerin?
http://www.video-c.co.uk/microshow.asp?vidref=benn001&FileType=ISDNstream
http://www.internetdj.com/article.php?storyid=477
~peace has a jackhammer... can you see it hammerin?
Tuesday, November 16, 2004
IIIIII ÉG ER EINS OG ÉG ER!!!!!!
Ég er eins og er,
hvernig á ég að vera eitthvað annað ?
Hvað verður um mig
ef það sem ég er bölvað og bannað ?
Er það líf mitt, að fela mig og vera feiminn,
mitt líf var það til þess sem ég kom í heiminn ?
Fúlt finnst mér það líf að fá ekki að segja:
Ég er eins og ég er !
Ég er eins og ég er,
ég vil ekkert hrós,
ég vil enga vorkun.
Mér líkar mitt lag,
jafnvel þótt öðrum þyki það storkun.
En þeir um það, þetta er lagið mitt á lífsins morgni,
hvernig væri að sjá það frá því sjónarhorni.
Fúlt er felumanns líf fyrr en er hrópað:
Ég er eins og ég er !
Ég er eins og ég er,
og hvernig ég er alveg á hreinu.
Ég er eins og ég er
og biðst ekki afsökunar á neinu.
Þetta er eitt líf, þettar er eina lífið sem við eigum
eitt líf og það verður ekkert líf í leynum.
Ljúft veður það líf að láta það flakka:
Ég er eins og ég er !
(this is the icelandic gay pride song)
~Peace is such a fag ;)
Ég er eins og er,
hvernig á ég að vera eitthvað annað ?
Hvað verður um mig
ef það sem ég er bölvað og bannað ?
Er það líf mitt, að fela mig og vera feiminn,
mitt líf var það til þess sem ég kom í heiminn ?
Fúlt finnst mér það líf að fá ekki að segja:
Ég er eins og ég er !
Ég er eins og ég er,
ég vil ekkert hrós,
ég vil enga vorkun.
Mér líkar mitt lag,
jafnvel þótt öðrum þyki það storkun.
En þeir um það, þetta er lagið mitt á lífsins morgni,
hvernig væri að sjá það frá því sjónarhorni.
Fúlt er felumanns líf fyrr en er hrópað:
Ég er eins og ég er !
Ég er eins og ég er,
og hvernig ég er alveg á hreinu.
Ég er eins og ég er
og biðst ekki afsökunar á neinu.
Þetta er eitt líf, þettar er eina lífið sem við eigum
eitt líf og það verður ekkert líf í leynum.
Ljúft veður það líf að láta það flakka:
Ég er eins og ég er !
(this is the icelandic gay pride song)
~Peace is such a fag ;)
Sunday, November 14, 2004
GAY DANCE!
I had the most wonderful time last night :D started off at Arny Barnies house and hung online chatting to various people, mostly my hung handsome dutch summer fling ;) who is coming again next summer!!!!! CAN I HAVE A WOOHOO!!!!? thank you! :P (I know you did it! ;P ) Then after a while we set off for DE BOOMKICKER!!! too meet my darling Mobus, we took the bus downtown... of course a few moments after we step out a tide of freezing rane came upon us... MY HAIRGEL NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!! so I ran to the bustop while the more ladylike lesbian Arna walked gracefully to that house of lesure... (you know, I like using my vocabulary for no reason at all, we all know that a bus station isn't a house of lesure... well not my idea of one). So in the bus I taught her the +chest chest hand snap snap snap chest hand+ move... then later on added the "bjór bjór bjór bjór bjór bjór bjór bjór bjór"... she still dosen't get it right... damn lesbians! Now, when we got to DE BOOMKICKER!!! we met the following people: Mobus, Anna Sigga (im so sure thats her name, if not either I will fix this or may the mightly gods smite my heirs with a molten lava ball), Haffí and Jannehe (pronounced: Janika). Me and Arna beeing the party animals we are we just had to dance a little, and in DE BOOMKICKER!!! you dont dance. So we decide to go to NONNI! where there was klámkvöld (or "porn night" for you less fortunate) so that people from exxxotica.is or something like that were there selling, double ended dildoes, lubricant, ball gags, anti bacterial "toy" clenser, vibrators, eggs, bunnies, dildos, cuffs and much more.... and the porn was wide screened over the dancefloor wall... Arna wasn't happy ;D. At NONNI! I did the total of these things: I danced with Arna but not a whole lot, I drank a glass of water, I watched a whole 1 min. worth of porn in total, I checked out lubricant and other stuff I want, I had a conversation about make-up with Sturla the infamos and hugged Jóna... thus we departed for le cafe cozy where we were dismissed for ageist reasons, we shall not speak of it any further... *indian tear*
SO! off to DE BOOMKICKER!!! again and talk to the girls damn those women can take their time! O_O how long does it take to drink one glass of something and beer?!!!! HOW LONG!!??? anywho... after they finally get plastic glasses to take their drinks with them (they didnt even finish them! HOW LONG I ASK YOU!?) we head off to þjóðleikhúskjallarinn where the gay dance was, who knew the theatre basement was a bar and a ballroom?! I sure as hell didnt know...
When inside things get not so eventful, We dance ALOT, granted that yours truly needed to warm up for quite a while before getting into the dancing mood, safe to say that satisfaction (the horniest song in the history of music!) did that for me "push me and then just touch me until I get my satisfaction, satisfaction, satisfaction... pushpushpushpushpushpush..." *creams* SO! after that song I was good to go and I danced like a monkey the whole night, getting a few looks (the good kind I'm sure XP (<---thats a closed eyes smiely with his tounge sticking out, figure it out)) I danced, talked, hurt a good friends feelings by erm... a bit brutally telling her not to let another friend of mine have a sigarette... but we patched things up and I apologized for my rudeness and we hugged, we're ok now :D. and this friend I dont want smoking I just want to keep him drunk all the time, hes so much fun, there was this thing with me liking him so he feels very uncomfortable around me usually but when hes drunk he just treats me like any other lesbian or friend and it was such a breath of fresh air, his erm... neuroticism was getting on my nerves, I hope he can be more like that sober or else im going to bring an injection of pure alcahol with me everytime we meet :D hmm... OHYEAH! there was this discusting guy there watching, no staring at me the whole night.. ewww! I could just feel the slime rubbing off on me... discusting glare he had. I had so much fun last night though! I was so happy to see my friends smiling so of course I smiled and laughed randomly like some twit! but it was worth it, I love my friends! hmm... yeah! I kissed this guy also :) we had been giving each other some major eye contact, hes taller then me I believe, muscular, an incredibly kind face (which was the first thing I noticed about him), and a sweet smile. He came up to me sometime during the evening and just asked "why are you so shy?" and the two other people were trying to talk to me so I freaked out a little by the command for attention so I didn't get a chance to answer him before he was gone to the dancefloor again. we kept on contact via eye-mail and in the end, during a nirvana song (provided by Andrea (the grandmother of rock) who is a cool person on an epic scale!!!!) he sat down and I went to him and asked "are you single" he nodded then I gave him a piece of paper with my number on it, he asked "what is this" I answered "my number" and he laughed and grabbed my hand and drew my to the lounge beside the bar, we talked a little, he studies music, believes in childhood christianity, plays many instruments and is a composer. he got to know that I like acting, I like music, I go to MH, I'm pagan. After a little chit-chat he sais "what about if we just stop talking and kiss" I didnt know what to say so he just leaned in for a kiss and he got it, three even, and hes a pretty good kisser. I told him he woulden't be getting any more though, we kissed a couple more times and then I went back out to dance, I told him he has my number and hed just have to keep in touch.
I done really understand myself sometimes, I dont like pursuing, I want a guy to have the balls to start talking to me, he has the be confident u know... I dont like to chase someone around. If a guy is half decent he usually would find his initiality to be very profitable...
We danced some more and left when the place was closing and followed Mobus to DE BOOMKICKER!!! but we didnt stay long, too many boring, dirty, drunk people stinking up the place, and it was VERY crowded. So me and Arna went to her place, watched friends and fell asleep.
All in all a splendid evening! I hope to do it again sometime! :P
~Peace... what a man...
I had the most wonderful time last night :D started off at Arny Barnies house and hung online chatting to various people, mostly my hung handsome dutch summer fling ;) who is coming again next summer!!!!! CAN I HAVE A WOOHOO!!!!? thank you! :P (I know you did it! ;P ) Then after a while we set off for DE BOOMKICKER!!! too meet my darling Mobus, we took the bus downtown... of course a few moments after we step out a tide of freezing rane came upon us... MY HAIRGEL NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!! so I ran to the bustop while the more ladylike lesbian Arna walked gracefully to that house of lesure... (you know, I like using my vocabulary for no reason at all, we all know that a bus station isn't a house of lesure... well not my idea of one). So in the bus I taught her the +chest chest hand snap snap snap chest hand+ move... then later on added the "bjór bjór bjór bjór bjór bjór bjór bjór bjór"... she still dosen't get it right... damn lesbians! Now, when we got to DE BOOMKICKER!!! we met the following people: Mobus, Anna Sigga (im so sure thats her name, if not either I will fix this or may the mightly gods smite my heirs with a molten lava ball), Haffí and Jannehe (pronounced: Janika). Me and Arna beeing the party animals we are we just had to dance a little, and in DE BOOMKICKER!!! you dont dance. So we decide to go to NONNI! where there was klámkvöld (or "porn night" for you less fortunate) so that people from exxxotica.is or something like that were there selling, double ended dildoes, lubricant, ball gags, anti bacterial "toy" clenser, vibrators, eggs, bunnies, dildos, cuffs and much more.... and the porn was wide screened over the dancefloor wall... Arna wasn't happy ;D. At NONNI! I did the total of these things: I danced with Arna but not a whole lot, I drank a glass of water, I watched a whole 1 min. worth of porn in total, I checked out lubricant and other stuff I want, I had a conversation about make-up with Sturla the infamos and hugged Jóna... thus we departed for le cafe cozy where we were dismissed for ageist reasons, we shall not speak of it any further... *indian tear*
SO! off to DE BOOMKICKER!!! again and talk to the girls damn those women can take their time! O_O how long does it take to drink one glass of something and beer?!!!! HOW LONG!!??? anywho... after they finally get plastic glasses to take their drinks with them (they didnt even finish them! HOW LONG I ASK YOU!?) we head off to þjóðleikhúskjallarinn where the gay dance was, who knew the theatre basement was a bar and a ballroom?! I sure as hell didnt know...
When inside things get not so eventful, We dance ALOT, granted that yours truly needed to warm up for quite a while before getting into the dancing mood, safe to say that satisfaction (the horniest song in the history of music!) did that for me "push me and then just touch me until I get my satisfaction, satisfaction, satisfaction... pushpushpushpushpushpush..." *creams* SO! after that song I was good to go and I danced like a monkey the whole night, getting a few looks (the good kind I'm sure XP (<---thats a closed eyes smiely with his tounge sticking out, figure it out)) I danced, talked, hurt a good friends feelings by erm... a bit brutally telling her not to let another friend of mine have a sigarette... but we patched things up and I apologized for my rudeness and we hugged, we're ok now :D. and this friend I dont want smoking I just want to keep him drunk all the time, hes so much fun, there was this thing with me liking him so he feels very uncomfortable around me usually but when hes drunk he just treats me like any other lesbian or friend and it was such a breath of fresh air, his erm... neuroticism was getting on my nerves, I hope he can be more like that sober or else im going to bring an injection of pure alcahol with me everytime we meet :D hmm... OHYEAH! there was this discusting guy there watching, no staring at me the whole night.. ewww! I could just feel the slime rubbing off on me... discusting glare he had. I had so much fun last night though! I was so happy to see my friends smiling so of course I smiled and laughed randomly like some twit! but it was worth it, I love my friends! hmm... yeah! I kissed this guy also :) we had been giving each other some major eye contact, hes taller then me I believe, muscular, an incredibly kind face (which was the first thing I noticed about him), and a sweet smile. He came up to me sometime during the evening and just asked "why are you so shy?" and the two other people were trying to talk to me so I freaked out a little by the command for attention so I didn't get a chance to answer him before he was gone to the dancefloor again. we kept on contact via eye-mail and in the end, during a nirvana song (provided by Andrea (the grandmother of rock) who is a cool person on an epic scale!!!!) he sat down and I went to him and asked "are you single" he nodded then I gave him a piece of paper with my number on it, he asked "what is this" I answered "my number" and he laughed and grabbed my hand and drew my to the lounge beside the bar, we talked a little, he studies music, believes in childhood christianity, plays many instruments and is a composer. he got to know that I like acting, I like music, I go to MH, I'm pagan. After a little chit-chat he sais "what about if we just stop talking and kiss" I didnt know what to say so he just leaned in for a kiss and he got it, three even, and hes a pretty good kisser. I told him he woulden't be getting any more though, we kissed a couple more times and then I went back out to dance, I told him he has my number and hed just have to keep in touch.
I done really understand myself sometimes, I dont like pursuing, I want a guy to have the balls to start talking to me, he has the be confident u know... I dont like to chase someone around. If a guy is half decent he usually would find his initiality to be very profitable...
We danced some more and left when the place was closing and followed Mobus to DE BOOMKICKER!!! but we didnt stay long, too many boring, dirty, drunk people stinking up the place, and it was VERY crowded. So me and Arna went to her place, watched friends and fell asleep.
All in all a splendid evening! I hope to do it again sometime! :P
~Peace... what a man...
Monday, November 08, 2004
MUWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! That explains it!
http://chrisevans3d.com/files/iq.htm
~Peace surely does NOT live in america anymore....
http://chrisevans3d.com/files/iq.htm
~Peace surely does NOT live in america anymore....
Saturday, November 06, 2004
Tuesday, November 02, 2004
Friday, October 29, 2004
Well, a very dear friend of mine, that sadly has (surely caused my temporary insanity) chosen to become an exchange student in Russia, complained about my tendancy to blog minimally if ever... OK here I go, trying to write something to read.
So what is probably most active in my life (beside my friends) is the theatre society, we have been working like crazy monkeys to find the core cast... well not we as in me but as in the directors... and since we are going to show
which is a musical we need to check wether people can sing or not... son auditions!!!! :D GLEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!! or not so much... well I went to the first song audition, did extremely well I believe, then after the work weekend I was called for another song audition which was today and I did HORRIBLY!!!! so now i dont have a clue as to wether i am going to get a part or not... well I dont think I will get the part I was hoping for (Lock, Shock or Barrell translated names are Hrellir, Skellir og Gumsi)
parts I would happily accept:
The mayor
Jack -Not gonna happen (not that excited about it either way, he is a bit... boring)
Dr. Finkelstein
Ooggie Boogie -Not gonna happen... lets wonder why for a bit...
Parts I'd be OK with:
Igor
Santa Claus -Not gonna happen... I think my figure is a bit lakking in the saint nick department
hmmmm... do you think I am beeing a bit demanding?
Anywho... so off to the next subject.. there is this inter-school competition in adlib called "Leiktu betur" or translated: act better. Anyway the pre competition to decide which team would be competing on the schools behalf was on thurday.
maybe I should explain how it works....:
there is a team consisted of four people, the team captain and three other people. Two teams compete in one round. The introducers decide on a way to pick a team that decides who challenges the other team... a bit tricky i'll admit but try to follow.. ok so they decide this with a coin toss, a little challange or like in our case singing and rock paper scissors... so, if a team wins lets say a coin toss they decide wether they challenge the other tem or get challenged, usually they decide to challenge. So the team captain (after conversing with the rest of the team) say for example "We challenge you at the best school adlib (the school part is the theme of the adlib piece), do you accept?", then the proper reply would be from the other captain "YES! we happily accept this challenge and we are going to do this school adlib in typewriter-style (the style sets the rules the adlib must follow)". The typewriter-style has these rules, there must be a writer sitting on a chair at the front side of the stage, s/he tells a story (b.t.w. the writer MUST act aswell, s/he must put on a character like any other person on the stage because if s/he dosn't s/he is NOT acting) and while s/he tells the story the other people in the team act out the story, taking on characters and playing out situations, sometimes the write will say "and when I walked up to the priest I said ..." now its up to the person that is acting the writer (the writer is not required to be writin about him or herself) to make up something (and of course it helps if its consistent to the story) and maybe say "im here for the wedding"... ok.. I think that explains the typewriter-style. Now, each team must complete the piece in 3 min. after 2:30 the time-frog (called a time frog where im from because the first time frog was in a frog costume) walks into the stage showing that they have 30 sek. to finish up, when three minutes have passed the timefrog stops the piece. Now after the team has done its thang the judges, who are three well informed people, score the team for entertainment value, technique and storyline then give them points from 1-5 (so the highest you can get for one segment is 15 points... very rare). NOW its time for the the other team to do the school adlib in some other style, they do it, judges judge and points are give, then this team challenges the first team for another themed adlib... like hell-themed one or something and the whole thing is repeated and then the points are tallied and the team with the most keeps on competing... and this is how my team won the competition with two VERY formidable teams and one we did not have the chance to take on.
Lets see, my school has won this competition both years this competition has taken place so my team has a mild amount of pressure upon us... WERE GONNA DIE!!!!!!
YAY! my sister is in the country!!! She came last night when I started writing this blogg, I love her so much, she lives in Denmark with her totally awsome husband and her adorable little daughter (she is eerely intelligent).. I look up to her even moreso when she was taller then me :P she is a very strong woman and she has gotten farwith her life I believe but I wish she'd just take better care of her emotional self... she is highly stressed and a bit emotional... I think she could use a session with a healer... (as do other people, you know who you are ;p)
Now to have something left for future blogs i am going to desist this rambling and leave you to the comments... cuz if you dont.. *shakes fist*
~peace is out... I think its at Nonni's
So what is probably most active in my life (beside my friends) is the theatre society, we have been working like crazy monkeys to find the core cast... well not we as in me but as in the directors... and since we are going to show
which is a musical we need to check wether people can sing or not... son auditions!!!! :D GLEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!! or not so much... well I went to the first song audition, did extremely well I believe, then after the work weekend I was called for another song audition which was today and I did HORRIBLY!!!! so now i dont have a clue as to wether i am going to get a part or not... well I dont think I will get the part I was hoping for (Lock, Shock or Barrell translated names are Hrellir, Skellir og Gumsi)
parts I would happily accept:
The mayor
Jack -Not gonna happen (not that excited about it either way, he is a bit... boring)
Dr. Finkelstein
Ooggie Boogie -Not gonna happen... lets wonder why for a bit...
Parts I'd be OK with:
Igor
Santa Claus -Not gonna happen... I think my figure is a bit lakking in the saint nick department
hmmmm... do you think I am beeing a bit demanding?
Anywho... so off to the next subject.. there is this inter-school competition in adlib called "Leiktu betur" or translated: act better. Anyway the pre competition to decide which team would be competing on the schools behalf was on thurday.
maybe I should explain how it works....:
there is a team consisted of four people, the team captain and three other people. Two teams compete in one round. The introducers decide on a way to pick a team that decides who challenges the other team... a bit tricky i'll admit but try to follow.. ok so they decide this with a coin toss, a little challange or like in our case singing and rock paper scissors... so, if a team wins lets say a coin toss they decide wether they challenge the other tem or get challenged, usually they decide to challenge. So the team captain (after conversing with the rest of the team) say for example "We challenge you at the best school adlib (the school part is the theme of the adlib piece), do you accept?", then the proper reply would be from the other captain "YES! we happily accept this challenge and we are going to do this school adlib in typewriter-style (the style sets the rules the adlib must follow)". The typewriter-style has these rules, there must be a writer sitting on a chair at the front side of the stage, s/he tells a story (b.t.w. the writer MUST act aswell, s/he must put on a character like any other person on the stage because if s/he dosn't s/he is NOT acting) and while s/he tells the story the other people in the team act out the story, taking on characters and playing out situations, sometimes the write will say "and when I walked up to the priest I said ..." now its up to the person that is acting the writer (the writer is not required to be writin about him or herself) to make up something (and of course it helps if its consistent to the story) and maybe say "im here for the wedding"... ok.. I think that explains the typewriter-style. Now, each team must complete the piece in 3 min. after 2:30 the time-frog (called a time frog where im from because the first time frog was in a frog costume) walks into the stage showing that they have 30 sek. to finish up, when three minutes have passed the timefrog stops the piece. Now after the team has done its thang the judges, who are three well informed people, score the team for entertainment value, technique and storyline then give them points from 1-5 (so the highest you can get for one segment is 15 points... very rare). NOW its time for the the other team to do the school adlib in some other style, they do it, judges judge and points are give, then this team challenges the first team for another themed adlib... like hell-themed one or something and the whole thing is repeated and then the points are tallied and the team with the most keeps on competing... and this is how my team won the competition with two VERY formidable teams and one we did not have the chance to take on.
Lets see, my school has won this competition both years this competition has taken place so my team has a mild amount of pressure upon us... WERE GONNA DIE!!!!!!
YAY! my sister is in the country!!! She came last night when I started writing this blogg, I love her so much, she lives in Denmark with her totally awsome husband and her adorable little daughter (she is eerely intelligent).. I look up to her even moreso when she was taller then me :P she is a very strong woman and she has gotten farwith her life I believe but I wish she'd just take better care of her emotional self... she is highly stressed and a bit emotional... I think she could use a session with a healer... (as do other people, you know who you are ;p)
Now to have something left for future blogs i am going to desist this rambling and leave you to the comments... cuz if you dont.. *shakes fist*
~peace is out... I think its at Nonni's
Monday, September 20, 2004
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Friday, August 27, 2004
I was thinking, one has to have an outlet when he or she is down and out, right now i feel bad and I should express myself but I cant because I dont have the material of expression of choice which is wire... this is not the point of subject, the point is I was looking at my friends deviantart gallery... I want to do that, I want to make my little wire sculptures, however sucky they might be, and post them there...
problem #1:
I dont have a camera to take pictures of my work
problem #2:
I dont have a deviantart account (easely fixed though)
problem #3:
I dont have ANY material!!!! nor any tools for that matter....
So, people, if you have alot of wire lying around please feel free to GIMME!
problem #1:
I dont have a camera to take pictures of my work
problem #2:
I dont have a deviantart account (easely fixed though)
problem #3:
I dont have ANY material!!!! nor any tools for that matter....
So, people, if you have alot of wire lying around please feel free to GIMME!
Thursday, August 19, 2004
Subject: Dear Dr. Laura-helpDr.
Laura Schlessinger a US radio personality who dispenses advice to people has said that homosexuality is an abomination according to Leviticus 18:22, and cannot be condoned under any circumstance. The following is an open letter to Dr. Laura penned by a US resident, which was posted on the Internet. It"s truly informative and, well, humorous.Dear Dr. Laura:Thank you for doing so much to educate people regarding God"s Law. I have learned a great deal from your show, and try to share that knowledge with as many people as I can. When someone tries to defend the homosexual lifestyle, for example, I simply remind them that Leviticus18:22 clearly states it to be an abomination. .End of debate. I do need some advice from you, however, regarding some of the other specific laws and how to follow them.
1. When I burn a bull on the altar as a sacrifice, I know it creates a pleasing odor for the Lord - Leviticus 1:9. The problem is my neighbors. They claim the odor is not pleasing to them. Should I smite them?
2. I would like to sell my daughter into slavery, as sanctioned in Exodus 21:7. In this day and age, what do you think would be a fair price for her?
3. I know that I am allowed no contact with a woman while she is in her period of menstrual cleanliness - Leviticus 15:19-24. The problem is, how do I tell? I have tried asking, but most women take offense.
4. Leviticus 25:44 states that I may indeed possess slaves, both male and female, provided they are purchased from neighboring nations. A friend of mine claims that this applies to Mexicans, but not Canadians. Can you clarify? Why can"t I own Canadians?
5. I have a neighbor who insists on working on the Sabbath. Exodus 35:2 clearly states he should be put to death. Am I morally obligated to kill him myself?
6. A friend of mine feels that even though eating shellfish is an abomination - Leviticus 11:10, it is a lesser abomination than homosexuality. I don"t agree. Can you settle this?
7. Leviticus 21:20 states that I may not approach the altar of God if I have a defect in my sight. I have to admit that I wear reading glasses. Does my vision have to be 20/20, or is there some wiggle room here?
8. Most of my male friends get their hair trimmed, including the hair around their temples, even though this is expressly forbidden by Leviticus 19:27. How should they die?
9. I know from Leviticus 11:6-8 that touching the skin of a dead pig makes me unclean, but may I still play football if I wear gloves?
10.. My uncle has a farm. He violates Leviticus 19:19 by planting two different crops in the same field, as does his wife by wearing garments made of two different kinds of thread (cotton/polyester blend). He also tends to curse and blaspheme a lot. Is it really necessary that we go to all the trouble of getting the whole town together to stone them? - Leviticus 24:10-16. Couldn"t we just burn them to death at a private family affair like we do with people who sleep with their in-laws? (Leviticus 20:14)
I know you have studied these things extensively, so I am confident you can help.Thank you again for reminding us that God"s word is eternal and unchanging. Your devoted disciple and adoring fan.Jim
Laura Schlessinger a US radio personality who dispenses advice to people has said that homosexuality is an abomination according to Leviticus 18:22, and cannot be condoned under any circumstance. The following is an open letter to Dr. Laura penned by a US resident, which was posted on the Internet. It"s truly informative and, well, humorous.Dear Dr. Laura:Thank you for doing so much to educate people regarding God"s Law. I have learned a great deal from your show, and try to share that knowledge with as many people as I can. When someone tries to defend the homosexual lifestyle, for example, I simply remind them that Leviticus18:22 clearly states it to be an abomination. .End of debate. I do need some advice from you, however, regarding some of the other specific laws and how to follow them.
1. When I burn a bull on the altar as a sacrifice, I know it creates a pleasing odor for the Lord - Leviticus 1:9. The problem is my neighbors. They claim the odor is not pleasing to them. Should I smite them?
2. I would like to sell my daughter into slavery, as sanctioned in Exodus 21:7. In this day and age, what do you think would be a fair price for her?
3. I know that I am allowed no contact with a woman while she is in her period of menstrual cleanliness - Leviticus 15:19-24. The problem is, how do I tell? I have tried asking, but most women take offense.
4. Leviticus 25:44 states that I may indeed possess slaves, both male and female, provided they are purchased from neighboring nations. A friend of mine claims that this applies to Mexicans, but not Canadians. Can you clarify? Why can"t I own Canadians?
5. I have a neighbor who insists on working on the Sabbath. Exodus 35:2 clearly states he should be put to death. Am I morally obligated to kill him myself?
6. A friend of mine feels that even though eating shellfish is an abomination - Leviticus 11:10, it is a lesser abomination than homosexuality. I don"t agree. Can you settle this?
7. Leviticus 21:20 states that I may not approach the altar of God if I have a defect in my sight. I have to admit that I wear reading glasses. Does my vision have to be 20/20, or is there some wiggle room here?
8. Most of my male friends get their hair trimmed, including the hair around their temples, even though this is expressly forbidden by Leviticus 19:27. How should they die?
9. I know from Leviticus 11:6-8 that touching the skin of a dead pig makes me unclean, but may I still play football if I wear gloves?
10.. My uncle has a farm. He violates Leviticus 19:19 by planting two different crops in the same field, as does his wife by wearing garments made of two different kinds of thread (cotton/polyester blend). He also tends to curse and blaspheme a lot. Is it really necessary that we go to all the trouble of getting the whole town together to stone them? - Leviticus 24:10-16. Couldn"t we just burn them to death at a private family affair like we do with people who sleep with their in-laws? (Leviticus 20:14)
I know you have studied these things extensively, so I am confident you can help.Thank you again for reminding us that God"s word is eternal and unchanging. Your devoted disciple and adoring fan.Jim
Saturday, June 05, 2004
Vá! veistu þetta netbann er að fara með mig, eina sem ég má gera ef ég er það hepinn að fara á netið heima það er að fara á msn... og samkvæmt mömmu gömlu þá má ég sérstaklega ekki fara á msn af því að það er quote "svo dýrt" unquote. svo að núna sit ég á borgarbókasafninu í kringlunni að plebbast á netinu þar fyrir 200 krónur, sem ungfrú dagger var svo örlát að láta mér í té þar sem Haffi kallin ætlar að bíða í 2 og hálfan tíma eftir að hún er búin í vinnunni og þá munum vér skunda til Fríðu og Jóa í nýju gegt cool íbúðina sína OMG OMG wh00t wh00t wh00t!!!!! jæja, núna er bókasafnið að loka og ég verð að hlaupa... SEE YA!!!!
~peace.... you know... i really think im spelling it wrong :S
~peace.... you know... i really think im spelling it wrong :S
Tuesday, May 18, 2004
OK!!!! guess who is feeling fabulous!!!? and its not cuz i got some fansy new jacket or latex pants... Ég náði ÖLLUM áföngunum mínum :P color me pink and call me happy. ég er kominn með sumarvinnu og allt er æði... nærri allt allavega. anylouwho (thank you for that björk my friend) þá er margt í lyndi hjá mér og ég ætla ekki að kvarta neitt nema úti sheikinn sem fékk það yfir mig allan fyrir utan mh... it squirted all over my clothes og allt Sunnu að kenna.... eða mér... IT DOSENT MATTER!!!! the point is, núna er jakkinn minn, buxurnar og bolurinn allt útí hvítum blettum sem hægt er að misskilja... yes it is =Þ ohjæja SEE YA LATERZ ALIGATERZ!!!
ójá, hver er anonymous sem commentaði um ástina??? i really want to know :P *er forvitinn*
~peace has its cake and eats it.... FATTY!
ójá, hver er anonymous sem commentaði um ástina??? i really want to know :P *er forvitinn*
~peace has its cake and eats it.... FATTY!
Monday, May 17, 2004
JULY:
Fun to be with. Secretive. Difficult to fathom and
to be understood.
Quiet unless excited or tensed. Takes pride in
oneself. Has reputation.
Easily consoled. Honest. Concerned about people's
feelings. Tactful.
Friendly. Approachable. Emotional temperamental and
unpredictable. Moody and
easily hurt. Witty and sparkly. Not revengeful.
Forgiving but never forgets.
Dislikes nonsensical and unnecessary things. Guides
others physically and
mentally. Sensitive and forms impressions
carefully. Caring and loving.
Treats others equally. Strong sense of sympathy.
Wary and sharp. Judges
people through observations. Hardworking. No
difficulties in studying. Loves
to be alone. Always broods about the past and the
old friends. Likes to be
quiet. Homely person. Waits for friends. Never
looks for friends. Not
aggressive unless provoked. Prone to having stomach
and dieting problems.
Loves to be loved. Easily hurt but takes long to
recover
What does your birth month say about you?
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Fun to be with. Secretive. Difficult to fathom and
to be understood.
Quiet unless excited or tensed. Takes pride in
oneself. Has reputation.
Easily consoled. Honest. Concerned about people's
feelings. Tactful.
Friendly. Approachable. Emotional temperamental and
unpredictable. Moody and
easily hurt. Witty and sparkly. Not revengeful.
Forgiving but never forgets.
Dislikes nonsensical and unnecessary things. Guides
others physically and
mentally. Sensitive and forms impressions
carefully. Caring and loving.
Treats others equally. Strong sense of sympathy.
Wary and sharp. Judges
people through observations. Hardworking. No
difficulties in studying. Loves
to be alone. Always broods about the past and the
old friends. Likes to be
quiet. Homely person. Waits for friends. Never
looks for friends. Not
aggressive unless provoked. Prone to having stomach
and dieting problems.
Loves to be loved. Easily hurt but takes long to
recover
What does your birth month say about you?
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Tuesday, May 11, 2004
æj, vá, ég ersvo stoltur, ég var að búa til engil úr vír í afmælisgjöf handa vinkonu minni og mér finnst hann svo flottur!!!:P hann er á stærð við eins líters kókflösku ef hún liggur á hlið og maður tekur vænghafið með... do you like it???? ó sjitt ég vona að stelpan sem ég ætla að gefa hann kíki ekki fyrr en eftir að ég gef henni hann :P
þetta er mjög lélegar myndir b.t.w. hann ER miklu flottari... þið verðið bara að ýminda ykkur hann flottari =P
þetta er mjög lélegar myndir b.t.w. hann ER miklu flottari... þið verðið bara að ýminda ykkur hann flottari =P
Wednesday, May 05, 2004
So, exam week is upon us... well its well begun, its WHAT! its only tuesday!!!? NOOHOHOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! no fair!nho hey.. HAH! its wednesday! look its quarter past midnight... OHYEAH! *dances* anyway, i have been thinking about having an icelandic blogg but then that would just be so unfair to my loal english readers... oh who am i kidding none of my friends abroad read this YOU LOUSY BASTARDS!!!!
okay, hér byrja ég þá afur að skrifa á íslensku, jæja, það sem ég vil byrja á að hneykslast á er af hverju þegar ég blogga (okay ég geri það mjög sjaldan ég játa það) af hverju commenta svona fáir?! ég vill fá hardcore comment frá fólki sem vekja upp hugsun svo að ég hafi eitthvað fleira til að posta um... hmm? comprende?!
ojæja... hmm... segið mér, hvernig hugsið þið ást? hvað er hún, hvernig líður ykkur, lýsið því í ykkar eigin orðum hvernig líkamanum ykakr líður þegar þið eruð nálægt eða hugsið um manneskjuna (eða kindina) sem þið eruð virkilega ástfangin af? þetta hefur vakið áhuga minn af því að ég vill vita hvernig fólk túlkar ást, commentið bara og ég síðan blogga seinna um mína rannsókn YFIR OG ÚT!
~peace...sounds alot like piece... piece of what?
okay, hér byrja ég þá afur að skrifa á íslensku, jæja, það sem ég vil byrja á að hneykslast á er af hverju þegar ég blogga (okay ég geri það mjög sjaldan ég játa það) af hverju commenta svona fáir?! ég vill fá hardcore comment frá fólki sem vekja upp hugsun svo að ég hafi eitthvað fleira til að posta um... hmm? comprende?!
ojæja... hmm... segið mér, hvernig hugsið þið ást? hvað er hún, hvernig líður ykkur, lýsið því í ykkar eigin orðum hvernig líkamanum ykakr líður þegar þið eruð nálægt eða hugsið um manneskjuna (eða kindina) sem þið eruð virkilega ástfangin af? þetta hefur vakið áhuga minn af því að ég vill vita hvernig fólk túlkar ást, commentið bara og ég síðan blogga seinna um mína rannsókn YFIR OG ÚT!
~peace...sounds alot like piece... piece of what?
Tuesday, April 27, 2004
Jæja jæja, núna loksins hef ég ákveðið að actually segja eitthvað, nú hafa tvær manneskjur bara allt í einu upp úr þurru commentað á mig, það finnst mér mjög forvitnilegt, annað þeirra er bekkjasystir úr austó *shrug* sem hafði það orðspor á sér í skólanum að vera norn og brjálæðingur... hmm... kanski var það þessvegna sem ég leit upp til hennar kind of í grunnskóla... æji ég var alvarlega angstaður drengur þá og er það enn =D allavega, hinn er víst samkynhneigður maður (sko heimasíðan hans gefur það dáldið til kynna, ef hann er það ekki þá biðst ég afsökunar *hneigirsig*) sem ég þekki ekki en einhvernvegin komst hann að bloggsæiðunni minni... kanski er yours truly bara að verða soldið frægur ;) en allavega... HEY VÁ! ég er ekki að tala ensku!!! O_O það er mjög andstætt mínum persónuleika HRMH!! ATTENTION ENGLISH SPEAKING PEOPLE!!! I AM SORRY THAT I AM WRITING ICELANDIC, THIS IS JUST A BUNCH OF BABBLE YOU WOULD HAVE NO INTEREST IN, JUST LET THE ICELANDIC PLEBS TAKE OUT THEYR TORTURE OF READING THIS RAMBLING!! THANK YOU FOR LISTENING! anyway, hvar var ég? doodoorooo *skoðar textan ofar* JÁ! haffi kallinn bara orðin fræg persóna ÚJÉ! þá vill ég nota stöðu mína sem nafn til að fá fólk til að endilega skrá sig inn á síðuna go-gaia.com *bendir á linkinn til vinstri* endilega farið þangað and join the leagon of the anime loving freaks!!! YUSH! og ef þið eruð það væn að skrá ykkur þá setjið endilega notendanafnið mitt: Spookyo_O í línuna þar sem er spurt hver hafi kynnt ykkur fyrir síðunni, því þá fær minz gull XD en ég mun því miður ekki geta verið mikið á henni lengur þar sem Adminar djöfulsins sem hafa tekið sér bólstað í iðrum MH hafa bannað hana T_T (eða ='( fyrir þá sem ekki hafa verið á gaia og hafa þá augljóslega ekki gert það sem ég sagði, AF HVERJU EKKI!? HEF ÉG GERT YKKUR EITTHVAÐ!? AF HVERJU HATIÐ ÞIÐ MIG!!!!!!!?) ohkay, próf í næstu viku *skelfur* ég hlakka ekki sérlega mikið til, ég sé mér fært ða ná ensku (DUH!) en síðan er það málið með íslenskuna, dönskuna og stærðfræðina... andotans skammdegisþunglyndi fékk mig til að skrópa dáldið mikið... NEI! the devil made me do it! yeah thats much better... HAH! they will never pin this on me... suckers... en þar af leiðir að ég skilaði ekki nokkrum verkefnum og þvílíku og gæti því fallið, ekki af því að ég kann ekki efnið heldur af því að ég skilaði of seint eða ekki... *vonar að mamma lesi þetta ekki* en jæja, þetta er orðið helvíti gott, allavega miðað við hve stutta pistla ég skrifa venjulega.. BÆBÆ!!!! og commentið endilega...
edited: ég vill bæta við að öll helvítin sem eru að kvarta um tölvunotkun mína uppí skóla hefðu bara getir hætt þessari andskotans týpísku bældu hegðun íslendingsins og bara fucking beðið mig um að fara úr tölvunni, en neeeeeeiiiiii! það þurfa allir bara að bitcha og moana fyrir aftan bakið á manni!!! ef maður gerir eitthvað á ykkar hlut LÁTIÐ MANN VITA ANDSKOTINN HAFI ÞAÐ!!!!
~peace is online.... think about it...o_O
edited: ég vill bæta við að öll helvítin sem eru að kvarta um tölvunotkun mína uppí skóla hefðu bara getir hætt þessari andskotans týpísku bældu hegðun íslendingsins og bara fucking beðið mig um að fara úr tölvunni, en neeeeeeiiiiii! það þurfa allir bara að bitcha og moana fyrir aftan bakið á manni!!! ef maður gerir eitthvað á ykkar hlut LÁTIÐ MANN VITA ANDSKOTINN HAFI ÞAÐ!!!!
~peace is online.... think about it...o_O
Monday, April 19, 2004
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Thursday, April 15, 2004
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Thursday, March 11, 2004
You Have a Gay Asss!
I'm so happy to say.
That your ass is gay.
So come on over,
And I'll stick it today.
What Ass Do *You* Have??
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You Are an Ass Target!
You are a butt sex afficiando of sorts - you love receiving
And being a total bottom makes you a prized commodity... and take full advantage
Sure you'll bend over, but only for dinner, drinks, and diamonds
You give a whole new meaning to "Work That Ass!"
Do You Take It Up The Butt?
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Tuesday, March 09, 2004
The Aphrodisiac You Should Try Is: Honey
Honey is an ancient aphrodisiac... seen in the Kama Sutra and used by Cleopatra
And honey is even the inspiration for the term honeymoon - where newlyweds drank honey wine
Honey can be found as a the first Viagra in practically every civilazation!
Sweet smelling and smooth, honey is perfect for spreading around naked bodies
What you do with it after that is up to you!
It's often said that the sugar and B vitamins from honey gives you energy to keep going all night...
Try mixing your honey with a little nutmeg, a potion designed to heighten orgasm.
Or mix it with ginger like the ancient Indians did for sexual potency
And if you're looking for a kissable bod, try getting some honey lotion or powder
What Aphrodisiac Should You Try?
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Your Candy Heart is "Fuck Me"
When people say V-day is romantic, they're not wrong.
It's just that you're idea of romance is doing it all night long.
So screw the dinner, the cards, and the roses.
You'll show love by doing it in many poses.
What Naughty Candy Heart Are You?
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Thursday, February 26, 2004
The Oral Sex Tip You Should Try Is: A Pierced Tongue
When it comes to oral, you've mastered almost every skill around
Besides digging through untranlated exotic sex manuals, you've got one option left
A pierced tongue is almost sure to drive anyone wild, but when combined with your skills...
Watch out! You'll be so good that if you're not careful, you might not have regular sex again
What Oral Tip Should You Try?
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Tuesday, February 03, 2004
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Tuesday, January 27, 2004
Ever had those days where what you touch and what you hear and see and smell and taste... all of it seems fake, like its all just makebelive or a movie or something... i feel so weird when that happens and then i just walk around observing the film... just an onlooker not a partaker. and when that happens i feel calm and good... nothing is real thus no pain is real, thus nothing bad is real... nor anything good but i feel neutral when that happens and nothing really matters at the moment... ever had that kind of a day?
Peace might be fake... should we poke it with a stick?
~Spooky
Peace might be fake... should we poke it with a stick?
~Spooky
Friday, January 23, 2004
You are Lavender Cuffs!
You're submissive, but only because it gives you the power
You know that your subbie ways are sexy as hell...
And a ticket to getting what you want from your love
Plus, you just love the way a collar looks around your neck :-)
What Kind of Handcuffs Are You?
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Thursday, January 22, 2004
Your Seduction Stye: "Fantasy Lover"
You know that ideal love that each of us dreams of from childhood? That's you!
Not because you posess all of the ideal characteristics, but because you are a savvy shape shifter.
You have the uncanny ability to detect someone's particular fantasy... and make it you
You inspire each person to be an idealist and passionate, and you make each moment memorable
Even a simple coffee date with you can be the most romantic moment of someone's life
By giving your date exactly what he or she desires, you quickly become the ideal lover.
Your abilities to make dreams come true is so strong, that you are often the love of many people's lives
Your ex's (and even people you have simply met or been friends with) long to be yours
No doubt you are the one others have dreamed of... your biggest challenge is finding *your* dream lover.
What Kind of Seducer Are You?
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Wednesday, January 21, 2004
So what i was thinking is, emotion is so important, exspecially in sex, i was just thinking back on those few i have slept with (5 now if your wondering... bet u werent) and the best sex i had was with my ex because it was very intamate and good because we loved each other and it felt so right... enotionless sex is good, dont get me wrong. getting it on and rough with a guy can be VERY good but its not half as good as sex with some1 you love... hmmm...
Peace is in love with war... there babies would be nothing...
~spooky
Peace is in love with war... there babies would be nothing...
~spooky
Sunday, January 18, 2004
Saturday, January 17, 2004
Wednesday, January 14, 2004
Im so good, Im so great i updated some things on the template (if you read this right it rhimes) like i put links to comics i like and webpages and couple of ppl i know who have blogs. you ppl who have blogs, know me and want me to link you put your adress thing in the comment thing so i can read it and put it in... or e-mail me to flameraiser@hotmail.com =P
peace out!!!
peace out!!!
Saturday, January 10, 2004
Thursday, January 08, 2004
You Should Teach Sadism 101!
Some people say you are evil, but you just haven't trained them yet.
You know how to play the pleasure and pain game.
And, boy, you know how well pleasure and pain go together.
You eventually get everyone under hot dripping wax!
You will gladly teach this perverted oddball course.
You can easily teach cock torture, needle play, and trampling.
Now doesn't that sound like a fun course description?
What's Class Should You Teach?
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Your Tongue's Talent is Giving Head!
Your thick, wide tongue is the perfect size and shape for giving him pleasure. Not to mention, you know just how to work all the curves.
You'll do just about anything to make others happy, and when you're uncomfortable, you don't like to say so.
So that probably means your mouth is starting to get worn out. Slow down, and learn how to speak your mind!
You'd be most compatible with a Nipple Sucker. They're sure to give you the attention you so desperately need.
You've been giving everything for so long that you forgot what's it's like to be pleasured. It's time for you to lay back and get licked.
What's Your Tongue's Talent?
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