Странно, оказываеться я могу забить на свои вкусы и принципы, когда я думаю о другом человеке, даже если человек который мне не по вкусу, сидит рядом со мной...наверно стоит быть пожестче и иногда говорить нет одним и звонить другим...

Wanted to post an entry stating what 100 thing I need to do before I die ticking of those that I have already done, after 23rd one I realised that they are all about sex and I have done most of them. Decided to stop and started thinking, I am one of those people who says that he doesn't need sex(and it is true as I have other things to replace it with), well there can be a problem with that; the more you say it, the more you think about it! But it's actually much simpler than that, once a person has sex with someone and it's good, that's great, but if that person has sex with someone else and enjoys it much more, that first person would not be as exciting, and if the 3rd person would be worse than the second one, then our hero would not enjoy sex as much and would be looking for a person who would be just as good or better than the second person. Of course it is a lot about taste and whatever, but my taste was spoilt a long time ago...fuck! Anyway, had another thought...wait...

Oh yeah, had nearly no hair for a long time now, still keep trimming it, love it. But you know what? When I was walking around Moscow with no hair, a lot of people looked either scared(which made me laugh) or they looked at me with disgust(which made me smile). But here in Dublin, it's a different story, I still drive people away from myself, but it's not my hair anymore...slowly but surely learning;)

The only reason why people do drugs is to let this world go...

Ну вот! Я опять в Ирландии, и что? Все на самом деле круто! Даже очень на самом деле! На самом деле! На самом деле! На самом деле... Этот пост не очем на самом деле...просто пытаюсь возобновить мой LJ, для себя так как никто мою херню все равно не читает))))

Hey Ho и Супер are my official frases...for now))))) AS I know, not you cause who the fuck will be reading this any time soon))))), everything is going well))) seeing as the prfeviouce post was about depression and boredome (or are they the same thing)))), i have desided that i should write something positive)) Just like my hair, my problems are gone))) well not entirely, but you know...nothing is perfect))) so anyhow, here is a typical Irish joke for you...or me:

-Whats worst than a dead baby?
- what?
_ a dead baby in a bucket, whats worst than that?
- what?
- two dead babys in a bucket, whats worst than that?
- what?
- threee dead babys in a bucket, whats worst than that?
- what?
- four dead babys in a bucjet, whats worst than tha?
- five dead babys in a bucket?
- Yes, but whats worst than that?
- five dead babys in a bucket?
- NO! whats owrst is that the baby at the bottom was still alive, whats worst than that?
- ...what?
- That this baby had to eat his way through to get out...whats worst than that?
- ...what?
- that this baby came back for more.


so here you have it))) also i started recording music at home on a microfone that is worth a 100 rubles)))) if you want to listen to it, go to my VKONTAKTE page. its not great, but its something and more will come over the course of the summer))) so Hugs to you all)))

SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO DEPRESSED AND SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO SICK!

Did write here for 22 weeks, thats fucked up. What is more fucked up is the fact that I am writing in english, What is even more fucked up is that I didnt talk in English for ages. And the worst part of that all is the fact that i didnt really talk to anywone for ages.

Why? What is the problem? Well I am the problem and thats the problem as the only problem that people can ever have is the porblem with themselves...is that right? Or am I just so sick in my stomach that i cant think straight?

All the plans that can be built in life can be just as easily replaced by other plans that might seem important. But are they really that more important to ourselves or are those just mood swings? If you think about it girls have their menstrual cycle, while guys can be just very impulsive when it comes to buying a big screen TV and what not.

What the fuck am i talking about? This is just a stupid rant, another one of the thousand that i already went on! What is the point? well there is probably none as since i was a kid i didnt know the right time to stop. The only reason for me to be writing this is to sort my self out, i dont really even care if anyone will even read this, it would probably be better if no one will read this. You learn better when you teach someone, so right now i am learning by teaching myself...wait...need a moment to process this...

When did i forget how to say FUCK IT?

You know in Moscow it is already past twelve, which means that it is already the 13th of April there. Which means that I am already 19 there and already got four happy birthday wishes, but on the other hand I live in Ireland now and by Irish time i will be 19 only in 2 hours and a few minutes! Weird...but simple. Anyway my point being is the fact that we can travel time because we can go forward by plane into tomorrow by just crossing a few time zones! So therefore time is only another rule that we have created for ourselves and we just imagine that we can not do anything about it. it is another boundary set out for us to break! OR time is one of those unsolvable mysteries that we just decided to perverse and abuse by creating time zones for ourselves just like borders to different countries and by switching between those time zones we are actually crossing different borders! Most of us are immigrants!)))))) So anyway, happy birthday to ME!)))))) And tomorrow is going to be AWESOME! Or is it today?:)

Got this amazing fucker today. Results will be seen during the summer! WOOOHOOOO!!!!!

Sometimes death can come so soon,
Sometimes life is just so blue,
Sometimes cries for help are true,
Sometimes I'm still in love with you.

Life can be a real good trip,
It's so happy, just up lift,
Life can be a real bad trip,
It's so sad and selfish...weep...

Just communication, all we need,
All of us, no matter what it seems,
Just to talk, to talk bull shit...

Just relax and think again,
What you say and what you see,
It's a game we play all day,
This sick game we call our lives,
It's so precious in our eyes.

We go on and talk and talk,
But just really? what we say?
Are we really dumb that way?
Just to say some stupid shit,
Communication... is really hard to get.

Just remember those good times,
When we did not lie that way?
Times of poverty and hate,
Times of pure emotion, rage.

This was the beginning of our tribes,
But we lost it, became civilized,
Is it really good for us,
To become like robots made of brass?

Our emotions now are numb,
Our feeling taught to us,
We believe in what we see,
We refuse to look beneath.

We refuse to use our brains,
We refuse to stand and say,
Just to think a little more,
We are lazy in that way,
Our brains will rot and stay that way!

So I shall not get to that,
I will live, breath, feel...
I will try and try...
For real...

And yet another haircut that was a lot of fun!))))









Thank you Bastian!

FUCK! Watch the movie called "THERE WILL BE BLOOD"!!!!! ITS FUCKING AWESOME!!!!!!!!!!! Here is a link where you can watch it: http://www.watch-movies.net/movies/there_will_be_blood/

P.S. going to be very bold in a few hours!))))))

Well exactly one week ago i came to a friend of mine...well this is the result in the end. Both works are done together using different techniques...had a lot of fun..#

Here is another one drawn yesterday...

A little bit to late but anyway this is how i spent Halloween!





The part where i start being creative:


And here is the result:

Tvig ‎(12:45):
something in the way....
there is actually always something in the fucking way! we can never fucking you know?
connect!
Tvig ‎(12:46):
fuck!
blia! yje anglieskie poshel! vse!
zagorotski ‎(12:46):
эээээ....)
я вся внимании
Tvig ‎(12:46):
koroche ne na samom delel y emnai i est takaia tema chto blin dlia menai myzika stoka znachit chto blin ia i vibiraiy dlia sebia raznie kyski izliyboe myziki...
no...
zagorotski ‎(12:48):
но?
Tvig ‎(12:49):
poemi kogda ia nachinaiy slyshat chtoto tipo BLACK METALa, DEATH METALa ili NOISEa to blin togda menia realno ynosit tak kak eto myzika v kotoryiy ia naychilsia okynatsia s golovoe i ponimat ee sam dlia sebia! ia poniamiy to chto ia hhochy v nee tak kak tekst kotorie nerozobrat raspologaet k tomy chtobi ego interpretirovali tak kak hochesh chto nemnogie delaiyt, ia je s drygoe storoni tak i deliay! poetomy na MayheM nekotorie chyvoki i ydivlialis to chto emnai kolbasilo bolshe na nekotorih pesniah kotorii menee kolbasnie! ponaimesh? tak kak iabil v svoee teme! i v te momenti tolko dlia menia igral mayhem!
zagorotski ‎(12:50):
понимаю!
Tvig ‎(12:50):
eto bilo neskolko momentov individylnogo kontserta! no eto prosto primer kontserta! chto ti dymaesh ia tak liybluy inogda vziat i chegonibyd progrouylit? tak kak eto napominaie mne o tom chto y emnai chtoto est chto nikogda bolshe nikomy nebydet predlejat talk kak ia eto sam sozdal i eto nikogda nikto enpoemet potomychto...
zagorotski ‎(12:51):
даа да
давненько я не слышала
чтоб тебя так грузило
Tvig ‎(12:53):
kajdie chelovek individyallen chto znaechit vsegd est "something in the " fucking "way"!)))))))) ved esli daje ydaritsia v biologiy ili himiy(v naykah neselen) no an samomdlel ved atomi oni plavaiyt iosobo nekosaiytsia! oni plavaiyt! i takje i mi! mi plavaem i enkosaemsia! a kogda mi anhodim cheloveka s kotorim relano mojno pogovorit ili pniat ego v kakihto temah eto ne kosanie eto stolkonovenie kotoroe inogda dostatochno dolgo dliatsia, no kak liyboe stolknoevenie ono mojet ochen razko oborvatsia! ny prdstav eslimashini vrejytsia lob v lob to eto pocto srazyje ostanovka a esli odna mashina viedet v bok drygoe to tpgda oni eshe kaketoeto vremia protashitsia po asfalty v zavisimosti ot vozmojnostee i sili etoh mashi!n etih liydee!
Tvig ‎(12:55):
a tak kak opiat je mi raznie mi nikogda nemojem predygodat naskoka drygoe chelovek silen ili slab, mi mojem dogadivatsia no tak kak mi individyanli mi nokogda nemojem bit yvereni na 100 protsentov tak kak mi ne etot chelovceK! i tak kak vozmjno sve vse chto ygodna mojet vieti iz etogo cheloveka....izveni esli mnogo opechatok no blin prosto medlenee slojno epchetat!
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Vot tak vot menia segodnia probilo!)))))))))))))

NO MORE DUBLIN BUSINESS SCHOOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NOW I'M IN DUBLIN INSTITUTE OF TECHNOLOGY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

P.S. DIT is much better then DBS!

Guess who is coming to dublin on the 29th of november?