Cross my heart and hope to die... Stick a needle in your eye.

Welcome and farewell,

I've did it before and I will do it again. I'm not really such an enthusiast when it comes to sharing every single little thought and piece of mind that comes up in that tiny short-circuiting mass of atoms we like to call a brain with an even more massive out of control mess of wires we like to call a world wide web. Even so because of the excessive amount of knowledge I have to cram into my brain I always find it relieving to just mindlessly ramble on about stuff nobody actually cares about.

So it begins!

I never actually know how to begin. That's great isn't it. How can you actually get somewhere when you can't even begin getting there. Ehm... I am actually not going to continue talking about this particular subject since it's actually quite serious xD. As stated in the above: the majority of all this is NOT serious. So it is not to be taken as such. Unless you want it to be ^_^ or think it is or it should be. xD

To continue!

You see I am actually good at continuing things so that is exactly what I am going to do. Though before I continue ANYTHING I would like to unravel one, tiny, little frustration. You see I rarely get even the slightest bit agitated or frustrated. But there is one thing I'd like the world to know.

Headphone plugs.

Yes, I hate them. I actually hate them so much I am on the brink of composing an extensive piece of my thoughts into words about this certain topic. Why do they always go down the same. You see I really really enjoy music. I actually enjoy it so much I am willing to pay a considerate amount of money to listen to it. This also explains the fact why I'm walking around with an headpiece that could practically train the muscles in my neck. Why do I do this you say, because the music sounds fucking good through that headpiece. A fine piece of modern technology consisting of small parts crammed into a less smaller earmuff. You'd like to think that that is the part where things go down. Let me tell you, they don't. In about the past 4, maybe 5, years I've probably spent over 400€ on headphones. Why is this you might ask. Well this is because the fucking damn plug.

Always

Dies

In the exact same manner, at the exact duration it's been used. Over and over again. Yes I am careful. Unless some people might think I actually learn after a mistake. So I tend to treat the end of my plug more gentle than      the entire piece of equipment. Of course all my hard efforts are futile.

So commencing today! This machine kills headphones and will it feel my rage. Because no more will I buy a new one. Oh no I wont. The ridiculously long cord (3.5m) that is connected to my headphone will finally come to use. I will keep fixing my headphone until I can turn up the volume of my mp3 with my tongue.

That was all, thank you.

To continue with my sixth first blog.. Unlike the others I will actually try to keep this one alive. For the ones who made it this far, here's a cookie ^^.

I'd really like to keep on talking but there is actually a gorgeous young woman lying in my bed keeping it warm so.. there is no way in hell I'd like to keep typing.. I am going to bed.

May the thoughts of today put a rest to yesterday and bring excitement for tomorrow..

The needle will be sharp so you won't feel a thing.

Goodnight


*soundtrack*