Black Label Society - In This River

Siddharta - Plastika

I'm emotionally retarded.

How to recognize great music?

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It lives forever.

Blunt

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No sleep tonight. At all. Went to a party, came home, after about 11 hours of partying, to change clothes and pick up my books, and went straight to classes. Murder. Seemed to be the only one that was actually stupid(?) enough to go to class after the party...

Running on 5 cups of killer coffee. Waiting for her to finish with her classes, so I can see her before she goes home for the weekend.

Had two hours of classes and two hours of (optional!) microscopy for an upcomming exam. Barely survived the two classes (although they were quite interesting). Managed to actually go through a resonable part of microscopic work I had to rewise for the exam.
What did I learn from all this? That microscopy, sleeplessness and a hang over don't mix well.

The party itself was... well... mind blowing. Hadn't been to a party in over a year (school...). And as much as I'm not used to the kind of parties we have here, I was still taken aback... by the indecent and vulgar invitations I'd been given (I don't mind compliments... but my stomach turned)... by a total lack of respect for women... people in general, actually... from... other people ... By things people are willing to put themselves through just so they can say they were at some stinking party. I guess I just didn't have all that much to drink... Or am extremely outdated in my views on... morals, for starters (as modern as random fucking around seems to be these days, I find it impossible to accept it as something normal, or ok, or whatever the hell it is to seemingly most other people). Interestingly, while I never was into the whole "let's get wasted" kind of partying to begin with, I now stopped going with it completely... It's just stupid. And sad... that the only thing that you can talk about after a party is the different shades of hammered you and people around you experienced.

This post is messed up. I have a good excuse though. I'm completely bent out of shape. Gonna sleep like a baby tonight... or maybe not... because of all the damn coffee. Naaah... could always sleep... right after drinking coffee, even... why should this time be any different.

All in all, I have a messed up semester in front of me. By what I can gather, the most difficult semester in this damn place. So far, I've been doing pretty damn fantastic (for real). But the difficult stuff is still ahead of me... Plus, I start my job next month. Gonna work the weekends. To earn some money. Since I'm constantly broke.

The partying is out of my system until further notice, so I'm back, ready to blow minds and rock.

That's it from me... for now. And considering my schedule for the next few months... for a while.

Lots o' love!

Siddharta!

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Obsessed much?

Napoj


Ring


Definately!

F.U.B.A.R.

On one hand, I've found a solution to a problem that's been weighing heavily on my shoulders for years.
On the other hand, the situation this solution is supposed to solve has been fucked up beyond all recognition a long time ago.

What to do?

Oh... and one of the songs I posted from Trivium... Down From The Sky... I'm more in love with it every time I hear it.

Cheers!

Madonna & Justin Timberlake ft. Timbaland - 4 Minutes

Nelly Furtado - Say It Right

The wisdom of microbiology

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What's the difference between herpes and love?

Love doesn't last forever...

Trivium

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Dying In Your Arms


Anthem (We Are The Fire)


Pull Harder On The String Of Your Martyr


The Rising


Down From The Sky
(I particularly love the intro in this song)


Rain


Requiem
(only audio on this one...)


Kirisute Gomen
(on this one as well...)

The definition of indifference:

Smoking during the break between pathology classes on lung emphysema.

Epilogue:
Jure (merrily smoking): My alveoli are not ruptured!
Roman (also merrily smoking) breaks into laughter.
Jure (after 5 minutes of coughing): That's from the flu!

And thus the saga continues.