Tom er farinn, I dont want to talk about it....

on another note, LET THE TREND CONTINUE!!!!!!!


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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!

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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..

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...

((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!!!!

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?...

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!

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.

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

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 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....

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.

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..

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?