Horm will make a youtube channel, and instead of making silly blog posts, Horm will do videos.
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
Posted by Horm at 7:33 AM
Friday, July 9, 2010
This is the thing that I hate the most. Wasting energy. It sucks to do something, but you end up doing it too much, that it's pretty worthless. I hate it when someone tells me to do crap that should be finished after a certain period of time. So this makes you panic. "What the hell am I gonna do?", "What the heck is this?", "Are you kidding me?", "Don't f*** around me.", or "Don't give me that bulls***". Then after finishing the very low qualilty piece of crap that you did, that person then says, "Nevermind, I'll just get it some other time." It's so nice to scream "F*** you, you douchelord!"
You might think that I'm just merely lazy. You're right. I am lazy. But that's not the point. What I'm saying is, that you shouldn't give someone a crapload of work and set an early deadline if you don't really need it on that day. The poor lad could use that time to do something more worthwhile than your own work just because you are unproductive.
Maybe I'm saying this because this day was full of nonsense.
MY HORMONES ARE RAAAAAAAAAAAAGING.
Posted by Horm at 10:21 AM
Sunday, June 27, 2010
Posted by Horm at 11:18 PM
Saturday, June 12, 2010
Pre-school. I could never forget the first two years of my life in school. Although, I was at the top of my class, I still thought of stupid things.
On the first day of classes, I was so scared so I planned to get out of the school. And my awesome plan, was to run through the gate as fast as I could. It never occurred to me that there was a guard and I wasn't exactly as fast as roadrunner. So when I "sprinted" toward the gate, the guard quickly stopped me.
After that incident, I felt alone. And unfortunately, I cried. Yes, I cried. And then, a woman approached me, and said, "Stop crying, you're gonna have fun in here. By the way I'm going to be you're teacher! Yay!". I felt at ease with her, so I stopped crying.
After I stopped crying, I felt like the bad-ass of the school. I was walking like someone who just won the UFC. I passed by the other kids crying while saying to myself "Hah, crybabies." It's like I never cried moments ago.
I believed that I went to another country when I was a baby, when I didn't.
MY HORMONES ARE RAAAAAAAAAAAAAING.
Posted by Horm at 4:51 AM
It's such a magical number. But what does the number 2 mean?
The number 2. Comes after 1, and before 3.
The number 2. Lowest card in poker.
The number 2. Highest card in big two poker.
The number 2. The only even prime number.
The number 2. The thing people call you when you're a mistress.
The number 2. Probably the most important meaning for the number 2, to take a dump.
I have nothing else to say.
Posted by Horm at 2:31 AM
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
What would it take to put some sense in to a sorry-ass creature's head?
What would it take to put some sense in to an insensitive jerk?
The answer is nothing. Unless you kidnap the person then beat the hell out of him. But that seems to change nothing at all.
Maybe if you expose that douche bag to a near-death experience, then that would do the trick. But there's only one way to find out. I would gladly do it to prove the point. Unfortunately, that would just send me to prison.
Honestly, there is no sure-fire way to bring some sense in to some low-life. No matter what you do, say, or feel, it's not gonna work. He's born with it. It's in his DNA. The best thing you could do is to let him be and ignore it.
And if you're someone, who apparently "loves" a said stupid person, then good luck to you my friend. You're probably one of his kind or you think you're smart enough to change his ways. Whichever you are, you will probably end up in the psychiatric ward.
Unless you're lucky and for some miracle, you've changed him. Then, congratulations to you, my friend. But if you're not lucky, then you might as well move on to someone with better genes.
There are many stupid jerks in the world. No matter how perfect the person is disregarding the narrow-mindedness, he still is. The best thing you could do is to let him be and move on, no matter how hard it is.
Do you get my point?
MY HORMONES ARE RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGING.
Posted by Horm at 4:27 AM
Monday, June 7, 2010
So today's post is all about surprise birthday parties.
Posted by Horm at 5:29 AM