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Va multumesc iunie 23, 2009

Categorisit la Uncategorized — pastiladeras @ 1:29 pm

As dori sa imi rapesc din pretiosul meu timp sa multumesc mai multor persoane ce mi-au marcat viata in mod iremediabil, ireparabil…..si alte astfel de hiperbole :

1.As dori sa multumesc vecinilor care gasesc de cuviinta sa isi spele butoaiele de varza pe vreme de canicula.

2.As dori sa ii multumesc persoanei speciale ce sta la etajul 2 pentru modul sublim de a ma trezi de dimineata cu urlete de plod nemancat si manele la maxim.

3.As dori sa multumesc persoanelor ce ma cunosc pentru ca datorita lor ma mint ca am prieteni.As dori sa le multumesc pentru toate urarile lor de bine si pentru ascunsele “mori in mortii matii” pe care de atata dragoste nu mi le pot spune in fata.

4.As dori sa multumesc parintilor pentru ca inca ma considera o minte demna de a fi corupt de aceasta societate denaturata.N-am avut curajul sa le povestesc ca sunt eu mai denaturata decat majoritatea societatii dar e frumos ca pastreaza o imagine ideala a copilului lor si cred ca o sa stau acasa si la anul.

5.As dori sa multumesc tuturor ce gasesc de cuviinta sa claxoneze femei pe strada la ora 7:00.Ma simt frumoasa pentru ca existati.N-as putea sa exist fara tipetele voastre admirative ce ma fac sa cred ca sunt o Naomi Campbell varianta alba ca varul.

6.As dori sa multumesc crizei economice fictive si a preturilor de criza ce o insotesc.Daca o mai tine o sa ajung sa musc din masa pentru a simti ceva cald in stomac, o sa fumez iarba din fata blocului si in adancul sufletului imi voi dori sa se fi pisat vreo 10 caini sa aiba aroma.

7.As dori sa multumesc tuturor asa-ziselor iubiri din viata mea pentru ca m-au transformat in ce sunt acum.Nu zic ce sunt pentru ca n-as vrea sa “tai aripile” tineretului.De ce sa sperii eu fetele de pana in 18 ani care sunt potentiale prietene ale celor de peste 20 de ani suficient de ratati incat sa nu fie in stare sa poarte o conversatie cu una de varsta lor.

Insumand aceste puncte voi multumi inca o data pentru tot ce am primit de-a lungul vietii mele.Probabil ca or sa mai fie evenimente decisive de acest gen pana la anul si desigur le voi scrie aici pentru a nu uita cine sunt.

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Trecand la lucruri mai vesele.

Astept cu nerabdare ziua de joi cand probabil ,avand un noroc incredibil, o asistenta grasa cu maini de carnacior imi va suge sangele..cu seringa din vena.

Am urat spitalele din totdeauna .Le consider cimitire cu servicii .Cand mori pe patul ala le dau urmasilor tai un cearsaf sa te acopere…..cado…cado.

Pardon….am zis lucruri vesele.Voi pune muzica .

Nu stiu cati dintre voi au avut rabdare sa asculte Marillion si sa treaca peste celebra Kayleigh.Eu zic ca merita.Mai ales albumele facute cu Fish drept frontman.

In continuare Cynic ce sunt o trupa destul de buna daca vrei sa te relaxezi, sa fumezi o tigara,sa iti bei cafeaua pe ritm de metal.

Mai departe Peccatum , Emperor si obsesia mea saptamanala ce recent este constituita de Haggard.

Melodia de la Emperor e destul de populara, dar calitatea sunetului si a videoclipului m-a facut sa o aleg in dauna celei pe care o vroiam initial.

Mai departe acelasi Ihsahn dar cu alt proiect…mai precis Peccatum.Mai recomand si For all those who died.

Iar ca sa inchei glorios Haggard cu minunata Final Victory.

Injoy.

 

Pentru ca asa ma simt mai 31, 2009

Categorisit la existentiale — pastiladeras @ 4:51 pm

Am revazut cu placere Rebecca si Les diaboliques.A trecut ceva vreme de cand am avut rabdare sa ma uit la un film de la inceput si pana la sfarsit.

N-am mai gasit nimic bun ,chiar daca am incercat sa ma uit si la topurile de actualitate.

Ce-as putea sa aleg dintre drame ,comedii cu adolescenti americani si iar drame si iar povesti de dragoste cu happy end?

Nu mai aleg nimic , ma duc sa ma culc sau sa ma uit la documentare cu iz de conspiratie.

M-am uitat la Super Size Me, care pretinde a fi o demonstratie impotriva fast food-ului mai precis McDonalds-ului.Am ras cu pofta.Ma uimeste ca toata lumea da vina pe propaganda publicitara.Sunt mesaje subliminale.

[Ca la campania lui Basescu .Mai tineti minte ardeiul?Eh...dupa patru ani sau cati or fi trecut, nu simte nimeni usturimea de la ardeiul ala care v-a fost adanc infipt in cur de la cat cacat ati inghitit  pe cale audio-vizualo-bucala?]-inchid paranteza………Revenind

Ca te ademenesc, ca efectiv te indeamna sa intri si sa comanzi grasime pe paine.De parca atunci cand te apropii de un restaurant sau ce-o fi , te trag 7000 de clowni pitici si te indoapa cu cartofi prajiti si ramasite de pui bagate in grasime.

Asta e in mod clar.Piticii sunt de vina ca tu o sa fii ingropat intr-un  sicriu super-size si ca bietii tai copii trebuie sa cumpere doua locuri in cimitir in loc de unul.

Gandeste-te bine ca e criza :  e scump sa mananci, e scump sa mori.

Si tot din documentarul acesta minunat am auzit ce a mai  pertinenta observatie posibila.

Toti se iau de fumatori, ca o sa moara tineri si in chinuri. [astia o sa incapa in sicriu va garantez] dar nimeni nu incearca sa le zica grasilor sa se opreasca dracu din mancat.Mancatul aparent nu deranjeaza.Ma opresc .  Incep sa ma iau de oameni si iar se gaseste vreun dobitoc sa imi spuna ca sunt frustrata.

Trebuie sa inchei glorios si anume cu noua campanie politica pentru ce s-o mai alege acum.Nu vreau sa ma lumineze nimeni si sa imi povesteasca despre ce e vorba si nici sa imi spuna ca din cauza oamenilor ca mine se duce tara de rapa.

Refuz sa mai citesc stiri privitoare la viata politica romaneasca.

Ii vad agatati  pe toti stalpii pe Vadim si pe Becalli, o mai vad si pe umflata de Norica Nicolai sau cum o chema-o si mi se face scarba.Cate pretentii ca le pasa sau ca vor sa schimbe ceva.Bine ei schimba intr-adevar ceva : cash-flow-ul personal….o masina…o vila ………sau ce s-o mai purta acum.

M-am lamurit cu totul in legatura cu societatea romaneasca din ziua de astazi.Am 20 de ani si am ajuns sa spun asta.

M-am lamurit cu pustii de varsta mea care stiu doar messenger si minimale,cu fete care nu stiu sa se valorifice sau se valorifica dupa propriile standarde.Nu zic ca asa sunt toti, dar majoritatea are un mod tipic de a-si spune cuvantul.

M-am lamurit cu oamenii care se incapataneaza sa mentina imaginea de atoatestiitori, cand baza lor educationala si morala e subreda, poate mai subreda decat a mea.

M-am lamurit.

Eu raman la lumea mea.Decat sa mai ies mai bine raman acasa cu o carte buna ,un film vechi si ceva muzica.

Inchei nenorocirea de articol.In principiu am vrut sa ma plang.

Am uitat sa va recomand cele doua filme de la inceput desi aveam intentia.Deci daca va plac filmele vechi , filmele noir de fapt,Les diaboliques si Rebecca sunt un debut sau o continuare la fel de placuta pentru a va pierde timpul si de a uita putin de cotidian.

In ultimul rand as vrea sa va recomand cu caldura The Sons of Anu ( compusa de Derek Sherinian , interpretata de minunatul Yngwie Malmsteen):

PS: Scuzati calitatea

PPS: TEH END……………………in sfarsit (ar zice omul care s-a obosit sa citeasca toata nebunia asta)

 

Si eu ca toti mai 8, 2009

Categorisit la tales of stupid — pastiladeras @ 6:25 pm

A trecut si  1 Mai.N-am sa ma plang de Vama Veche pentru ca in mod senzational , unic si inedit s-au plans altii si pentru mine.Nu prea inteleg eu fenomenul asta de a ne da toti loviti de lumea proasta care frecventeaza Vama, de schimbarile intervenite si de restul problemelor sesizate.

Toti suntem constienti unde mergem.Toti stim ce e acolo.Toti dam bani sa mergem.Si fiecare cand ajunge acasa se plange…..ba de femei urate, ba de cocalari , ba de nisip, ba de muste, ba ca nu mai sunt rockeri adevarati .

Daca as sta sa fac o lista imbatranesc aici.Nici nu ma voi deranja.

Sa zic ce a fost pentru mine Vama anul asta.

In primul rand a insemnat aniversarea unei relatii de 1 an cu un om drag mie , un om care imi suporta aproape toate nebuniile.Nu suporta tigarile.Eu fara tigari………hmm e greu.

In al doilea rand Vama n-a fost doar Vama.Cum Ana mea are idei geniale, pe 2 mai am mers in Eforie la targul de antichitati.Si nu mi-a parut rau.

Masini de epoca printre care si un minunat Plymouth.

Ce-am mai vazut, ce-am mai auzit? Medalii,bijuterii, mobilier , sabii,cutite,brichete,tabachere….povesti. Batrani dornici sa spuna povesti.

Una peste alta un targ reusit, desi a plouat destul de sanatos in ziua respectiva.

In al treilea rand am ajuns in apropierea portului din Mangalia cu cativa prieteni aproape de miezul noptii .Priveliste frumoasa.Povesti nemuritoare.Glume proaste.

Ca sa ajung la o concluzie a fost o vacanta destul de reusita.Din nefericire a tinut aproape 4 zile si a trebuit sa ma intorc acasa la examene si la oameni fara alcool in sange…implicit oameni tristi.

 

1 Mai Music Special aprilie 29, 2009

Categorisit la Uncategorized — pastiladeras @ 7:33 pm

1.To get in the groove you surely need :

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ImrtZRrS70w

So according to the recipe that was sugar.

Now for the spice :

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JRbPWcLode0

And everything nice :

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QDZlvDL19Mk

And the X factor :

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QBUgYtRvvkQ

Let the games begin

Cheers

 

Saints and sinners aprilie 5, 2009

Categorisit la existentiale — pastiladeras @ 12:48 pm

You lust, you lie, you kill, you steal…..you sin.

General truth.

How many have the courage in one certain point of they’re life to confess at least one of their sins.Most of us would ask….to whom should I tell?Who would not run when they discover who is sitting next to them…..a liar, a cheater, a killer…..who would have the courage to love you or stand by you after you tell the truth…….or at least a tiny part of it……….yeah truth is a relative matter and a subjective one of course….sure the truth can make your dreamworld crumble with the help of a few little words….and you are afraid and ashamed of yourself.

You were not ashamed when you had stolen something….you were not ashamed when you told a lie that put you in a better posture …..and so on and so on

Who has the courage to confess at least one sin?Who would assume his fault?

I think no one would unless he had a knife to his throat….why risk it….you’ll hide them all…you will not be able to sleep many nights…..but you will have your life, your friends or so-called friends and you’ll live hapily ever after.

Saints are those who hide, saints are those who bear all of their burdens .Sinners are those foolish enough to tell and to take a stand in explaining their actions.

It’s a world of saints with pretty faces ladies and gentlemen!

We all are saints!

 

Spring mood martie 22, 2009

Categorisit la Uncategorized — pastiladeras @ 11:06 am

Good day ladies and gentlemen,

I have switched to spring mode……..I’m happy and i make the inherent bad jokes.Bucharest looks better, it’s warm, the girls started to get naked, the men wear tight pants and so on.

The bars are all filled, the terasses are looking great and cold beer awaits in every corner.It’s my favourite time of year.

So these last weeks we cut college, we ended up in bars, listening to rock and making plans for the first of May.The booze list is made up, the people list is made up so now we’re waiting and dreaming at the moment we’ll take the train to the land of drunk pretty men, bars on the beach and the traditional camp fire.

Can’t wait to get out of Bucharest although it’s my town and I love it….diversity is always good.

So college is great, birds are singing, hell……..i’m singing and dancing every day.

What can I tell more………didn’t have any significant adventures but i wanted to tell about little kids a little.

Was in the subway last week, on my way to school and I see a little boy with his mother.Both staring at me.Yeah had ripped jeans and a baggy t-shirt and a very sleepy face.

The boy in his continuos daze asks his mother : “Hey mommy, this girl hasn’t have enough money to buy a new pair of jeans cuz those are really torn? “

His mother embarassed……..i was laughing my ass off…….the kid had a very innocent figure

For the record : i love those jeans.They are my pride and joy , had them for 5 years and they fit perfectly :) )…….not that i’m bragging or something :D

So I wish you all a great summer and of course i’ll leave you with two great songs :

First one : Eric Clapton -Layla (acoustic)

second one : Nekromantix- Alive

I’m aliiiiiiiiiive……….baby i’m aliiiiiiiiiiiiiiive

Cheers

 

Really big issues februarie 28, 2009

Categorisit la Uncategorized — pastiladeras @ 10:19 pm

This week ….this weekend more appropriate i’m pissed.No there is no tearjerking tragedy and no there is no drama “for my momma” (had to say that).But as i usually learn stuff from banging my head in a wall ….no exception was made .So i’ve learned that there isn’t so much harm you can do to you as an individual than you can do by yourself.The human mind has strange forms of healing and some strange forms of showing you when to quit.

So i officially declare….I QUIT.I’m too pretty to have wrinkles :)

Second in line would be the fact that i lately behave like a 16-year old teenager.It’s not enough that i have someone at home waiting for me and usually giving a fuck about me….it’s not enough that i’ve fended pretty good for myself…I had to step on my dignity in four dimensions (yeah …i do it all the way baby).So yes my adventures in the real world end badly.I will stick from now on to my fairies and to my dreamworld…because that’s where I belong……..I’ll be the one dancing down the stairs like a fucking  fairy floating on magic powder…

I feel good now.I have shared my stupid side.

Music please.

And a smoke for me :)

Save me from myself if you ever really cared
Save me from myself, tell me you’re not scared

Intensity that grows within me
Reflections of my pain
I’ll create or I’ll destroy
But either way it’s always in my veins

And if i’m not rescued  I’ll always have…:))………Pantera kids

We didn’t know you’d break the bottle that the magic
Came in to use those jagged shards to cut our wrists
And neck. And you’d do it too, you’re that kind of dude.

I’m serving too many fucking masters.
[I told you. I told you motherfucker]

 

Una mica februarie 22, 2009

Categorisit la Uncategorized — pastiladeras @ 11:06 am

Corect.Una mica.Asta am decis cand am plecat de-acasa cu “teh commited’.Scriu asta in romana pentru ca e prea savuroasa si n-am cuvinte de-alea plastice , care sa redea realitatea romaneasca de club andargraund cu acuratete.

Bun, pornim ca niste dive ce estem noi spre Upload, Upload fiind un fel de bodega aproximativ nou-deschisa , in care lucreaza un amic, amic care ne-a recomandat bodega, deci in consecinta ne-am dus .L-am luat si pe Mini Phane.

Ajungem…5 secunde pana la impact….tin sa precizez ca nimeni nu era sub influenta a nimic: doar ceai si cafea.

Una bucata mini-panarama frecandu-se de stalpi si de pereti……..una bucata grasa material de abator cu un full moon de toate zilele……..oameni respinsi de cluburi populare si ajunsi la ultima speranta de …. ce speram noi fiecare

Bun.Melodie hipioata pe fundal.Ok. Bem o bere.Stam, ne holbam.Eu gasesc un metalist acceptabil pentru locul ala, mujer gaseste un skinny bitch, Fane cauta printre cisterne.

Cautand bine printre cisterne si gaseste un she-Harry Potter, vrajit de un farmec de epilepsie si dansand pe Jerry Lee Lewis.

Si asa a decurs seara….printre bere si eu cu o mare doza de curaj un pahar de votca.

La sfarsitul noptii, adica cam pe la 2 baga RATM….populara Killing in the Name of….a mers…..a mai fost si un SOAD…a mers si ala dar cand mi-au pus melodia de suflet , adica Motorhead cu Ace of Spades a fooooooost…….

In concluzie am fost semi-beata….ailalta cazuta si cu logoree…..Fane vesel.

Now i got a killer headache si am luat algocalmin si nu merge …..aaaaa

Apropo am luat si ult examene asa ca am meritat si votca si berea :D

—————end of transmission——————————

 

All is fine in the southern front februarie 8, 2009

Categorisit la Uncategorized — pastiladeras @ 8:41 am

My exams have finished.Passed most of them, waiting for two more results and pray to God meanwhile bassed on the fact that i read somewhere that stupid people go to heaven.So cheers for the stupid and lazy ones like me, may we all live in harmony and pass all our fucking trials or in my case exams.

This week i will have a special diet of sleeping and eating and hopefullyon Thursday i’ll be on my way to torture for almost four days my dearest boyfriend.He’s off the diet ….thank god for that….and now i can rest easy that he won’t be chewing on any part of my “fragile” body [insert grin...very huge grin]. Yeah as i said glad he had enough…because i like my men feisty :) )

So to end this in a happy manner , happy manner for me , because I am amused of how small are people in front of their nature….yeah we’re all suckers.

In two days i have learned one important lesson…lesson that i will illustrate this way :

Cheers

 

Man on fire ianuarie 30, 2009

Categorisit la Uncategorized — pastiladeras @ 9:21 am

A man on fire is a man on diet.There’s nothing more dangerous and equally more annoying than a man on diet.And when that man is your boyfriend you start thinking if you have sodomized virgins in your afterlife or pre-lives , coming to think of it.

Well i’m a skinny bitch .And i like being a skinny fuckable bitch.I struggled to be this way…i had my more than fair share of diets and i ended up having a life based on nutritional principles.But it’s fine….i’m not hysterical anymore, i don’t feel the need of beating up any kids with ice-cream or chocolate in their hands.I’m calm and i have a meaningful look when i glance at my mirror.

Now i have to deal with something far worse than an angry fat hooker on a diet.I have my boyfriend on diet.

Men are peculiar about that…they don’t want to believe that they have issues about their appearance….for them it’s like improving their cars…you don’t need a fucking sound system but you want it in order to be deaf

So they have a lot of stupid questions…like what’s the difference between a grated carott and a whole carott….do i need to eat tomatoes….why do i need to eat tomatoes….how much water should i drink….should i eat a whole lemon if the diet literally says so…..

Think a little…if all these questions would come to haunt you at ten in the morning , after you slept 5 hours….hungover ….what do you do?

I , personally tried to jump out the window….i’m a coward obviously

Now i have to confront myself to something like a fat lady in her menopause strike …….

My last question would be….after a month of diet and hunger…when we have sex and stuff will he look at me like i would be a roasted chicken..

What if I wake up and he’s chewing my hand?

Help me God….I’ll never make fun of fat chicks with their buttcracks out in the open…..