Don`t forget to remember – part two

Without any intro, here it goes.. :)

1. We were having info, and there too, I`m doomed of sittin` next to Tziru. :)) Anyway, we switched places so that she could write at the keyboard the programms, while I was copyin` some lessons. So, proceeding in line, it was me, Tziru, Scrofo and Pavel. Of course, Tziru couldn`t help herself bothering Scrofo, tellin` him she wants a concert with Akcent.. ( oh man ! ).. and I`m not sure what Scrofo told her, but while she was laughin`, swayin` her body back and forward, she accidentally banged her head on the back of the chair in front of her ( there`s this eternal unused chair in the info lab ), making Scrofo and Pavel burst into a real loud laughter.. :))))))))))) You should have seen her and… the sound of something empty hittin` wood can`t be unrecognized.. =)) It was so damn funny ! :))))) Well, the teacher wasn`t amused at all by Scrofo`s laughter, and under these circumstances, he even got himself a grade, a 3.. Well, one`s stupidity is enough to knock out two persons.. :))))))))) .. even if.. not both on a freakin` chair.. :))))))
Still wondering about how much brain can there be in Tziru`s head ? Well, allow me to demonstrate you.

Oh yeah, those are her English copy-book`s covers. =))))) That smiley looks entirely like her, all gummy, with silly flowers, rainbows, hearts and pink atmosphere around her.. :)))))))) All she needs is two poney tails in her head… :))))))) Lemme tell you more about how I got the pictures.

2. Andrei Morar helped me in my so-called mission.. :) He took the pictures with his phone, then sent them to me over the internet. Well, taking the pictures was a real pain in the ass. I had to be careful for Tziru not to see me, when I stole the copy-book and brought it over to Andrei`s desk.. It was a matter of minutes until she realised her compromising copy-book was missing, and, being aware of my infamous intentions, she started to yell around the classroom : ‘Where is my copy-book ?!’.. Of course she showed me the thick face sign, but who cared ? We had the pictures. I went back to Andrei`s desk to laugh about our success, and in a moment of quiet, while both of us were staring at a point in the void, he started to mumble out of nowhere, imitating Tziru.. ‘ “Where`s my copy-book ?” “On the internet.” ‘.. Aahahahahhahahahaha :))))))))))))))))) That was SO COOL ! The absent way he said it and everything.. masterpiece ! :)

3. Well, talking about Morar Andrei, let me tell you everything related to his subliminal contribution to this monthly funny publication.. :)) One day, staring at the same point in nothingness, with an absent look, he was near the classroom`s door; then he started to move it slowly ( not shlouli =)) ), until his subconscious figured out the squeaking noise it was making.. But it wasn`t any kind of squeak, but a silly one, like the ones you get to see in cartoons, only that he was moving the squeaker without noticing the funny, but dumb situation.. =)))))))))))))))))))) I`m not sure about the others, but Nutzi, Pavel and I were payin` enough attention to laugh about it. :))))

4. Pavel was copyin` his math homework from Andrei`s copy-book. It was right before the math class, so he was in a hurry, desperately tryin` to put down everything as fast as he could. Then, in the same hurry and despair, poking Andrei with a finger, as he always does ( :))))))))))))))) ), Pavel asked him.. ‘What on Earth did you write here ? I can`t understand.’ Andrei turns around to Pavel`s desk, takes a look at the copy-book, then at Pavel`s way of showing what he doesn`t understand.. as in.. pointing with a finger between two other fingers.. Aahahahaha.. :))))))) I was watching the whole scene, and when I thought this is as funny as it can get, Andrei prooved me wrong, ironically answering to Pavel : ‘Maybe it`s because you`re holding the copy-book upside down.’ .. Aaaaaahahahahahahahhaha, I`m still laughing about that line.. Pavel WAS REALLY holding it upside down.. :)))))))))))))))))))))

Aaaanyway, it isn`t over yet, but it`s enough for tonight. Tomorrow.. the third and last part. :)

Don`t forget to remember – part one

Said I couldn`t wait, so here it is, must spit it fast, `cause the month is ending, and I said to myself I`ll be posting one story ( about the stupid laughable-at things that happen at school ) every last Sunday of a month.. so it`s already Wednesday, I`m late, of course. :))
1. This year started with a laugh, of course. The jeer`s author is Ioana, who from the very beginning had a weird observation spirit. It was like… the first or second day of school, and Lobi walked in to tell us something, I can`t remember what, but that`s not important. Anyway, he was kinda bronzed and we have to admit, he`s fat, or at least his belly is damn huge. All these combined with a fresh short haircut and a beige suit, made Ioana say quietly, but extremely spontaneous : ‘He looks like a sausage…’ .. Ahahahahaha :))))) That expression is so everlasting !
2. I`m not sure if this is actually a thing that`s worth being written here, but anyway, here goes nothing. Ioana and I decided to walk to school and raise money.. Ioana for cosmetics related issues and I.. well, for future rock concerts. :) Nothing unusual `till now, but… our highschool is on the other side of the town, and I`m not kiddin`. When our classes begin at 7 o`clock, we get up at 5 ! 5 o`clock in the freakin` mornin`. :)) This ain`t living… Anyway, we didn`t quite think about what we were doing, until one day, when, walkin` home from school, we did some maths.. 4 kilometers one way, 8 kilometeres both ways per day. That means 40 kilometeres per week and… ( hold on, this is rich ).. 160 kilometeres per month.. Ahahahahahahhahahahha :))))))) We were laughin` our asses out when we realised. If someone had threaten to kill me if I didn`t walk 160 km, I would have said : ‘go fuck yourself, then kill me.’.. but this is ridiculous.. :)))))) 160 kilometeres.. For what ? 400 RON ? We must be out of our fuckin` minds. :))))))))
3. I`m gonna stick to the things that happened with me and Ioana.. this one`s insane ! Lavi brought some cookies to school, four pieces, to be more specific. She told us to help ourselves and then she ran out of the classroom, goin` dunno where; she simply vanished. Oh well, Ioana and I.. really helped ourselves. First, we each ate one piece. How fresh and soft the dough was.. all yellow and fluffy, smelling like vanilla.. And the fruits ! We didn`t quite understand why they were mauve instead of red.. we supposed we`re eating cherries.. But who gave a fuck ? They were yummy. Finishing the first bits, we were like.. INSANE. All we could think about was the other two pieces Lavi had in her bag. Useless to say.. it was just a matter of seconds until we both swoop the other two cookies from the face of the Earth.. :)))))))) Who cared if Lavi was out of food for the day ? Who cared about the approaching argue ? Certainly not us.. we were too busy eating, choking and laughing, all together.. :)))))) When Lavi came back, she surprisingly laughed as well, telling us those weren`t cherries, but plums.. well that explains the violet things we ate ! Anyway, won`t forget Lavi`s ‘you greedy bitches’ look too soon.. :)))))))))))))
This is just the first part.. it`s gonna turn out really long if I keep writing now, so I`ll leave the rest for tomorrow. It only gets funnier, I promise.. :))))

Mask of sanity

..But actually I`m going slightly mad. I sit in my room listening to Children Of Bodom – Black Widow and I can feel their guitar rushin` through my veins. In few minutes I`ll be ‘bodoming’ after midnight.. :))
Well what can I say ? There are a lot of funny things from school to be written, a lot of laughing, tiredness all the way.. Anyway.. I`m into this illusion that everything`s fine, that I`m fresh and ready for anything, everything.. At school everything`s smooth, I have lines for absolutely any stupid thing, random thing or attack, I think I`m finally accepted into the rockers` small comunity.. :) I`m feeling great I tell you, great ! When I`m not shouting or yellin`, I`m laughin` my ass out with Ioana or the three ( or four ? ) rockers, I`m cool because I`m spontaneous and sparky, I`m radiating. Tziru and my formmaster are the only persons that can change my attitude and get me angry or totally depress me. Oh, and back home, my folks can do the same.. :)
All these are just a mask of sanity, as I said. There`s a ticking bomb in me, which can explode in any moment. Haven`t cried in a while.. long while. Sheesh, what the hell is going on with me ? It`s like I`ve created these walls and nothing can get through them. What`s worse is that I`m starting to completely isolate myself in my head again. I`m not talkin` to anyone, I find it better to just screw them all, `coz it`s easier than tryin` to feel something.
*** means for the last ten minutes I was daydreaming, staring at the white wall in front of me, seeing nothing but black. Intriguing, huh ? Anyway, I can`t think anymore. Ahaha, you`ve got it all wrong.. I CAN think, but I`m thinking fast, words and lines collapse before I can taste their essence and put it down here.
I still don`t know why I was born and what is my meaning in this world. I`m just goin` with the flow.. still wondering.. and wandering.
Can`t wait to tell you the funny part.


Insomnia again, still can`t overcome the terribly frustrating moments that occured in the first day of school.. as in.. today, still. My formmaster is a complete moron, I`ll never get tired of sayin` it. She began telling us that the school has no money, that nothing was renovated during the summer, that the kids can`t take care of the building, stupid kids, fuckin` kids, let`s kill the kids kinda shits. And of course I had to share my thought with Ioana.. Where the fuck are all the money we raised ? Where`s the school`s fund ? The money we gave in response to the threat about our grades. First I felt rage, then repulsion. For who ? The system, the city, the institute, the school, that fuckin` woman I have to put up with two more years. I`m loosin` it ! Badly. And this was only the first day.. dammit.
Started reading Vakulovski – Pizdetz.
Didn`t buy the book, found it on the net, but I`m planning to buy all his work. This guy`s a freakin` genious ! I love the way he writes. Couldn`t care less about the fact that he`s a crack ass, his ideas are brilliant. Especially the ones about God. He`s got balls to write those and publish them. No one does that anymore, no one reveals to the world his real personality. Alexandru Vakulovski does. This book is about truth, friendship, suffering, emptiness and.. bitterness. And yes, you`ll have a bitter taste after reading it. Flashy ass book, I devoured it in two days.

Wake me up when I`m free

Well.. did you miss me ? Thought I vanished ? Thought I had really died ? :) No.. not even far. I just had two weeks to rest.. two weeks of doing nothing. Nothing except driving tests and.. driving. I think I`m starting to lighten up. About time, there are only 3 sessions left. :)) Therefore, if I do succeed with my driver licence, I`ll try not to look astonished. :P
The agony has stopped. And in these two weeks there was absolutely no sign of anxiety. Was the thing in 2nd of September the key to my piece of mind ? There are no more worms feeding with my inner sanity. The pain has stopped. Found two digital art works ( my favourite form of art, next to music ) that represent me right now..

But then again, there are things that will definitely bring me back to my path, along with all my demons. :) Not the old ones, but new ones, new demons and new saints that just don`t belong in Hell or Heaven. They come to haunt me. Why ? What have I done to them ? Wish they could all just let me be. I`m so calm, so willing to deal with everything, to accept everything. But in the morning I`ll be a rebel again, rage will be written all over my face and I`ll put on my ironic pair of eyes, as usual.

Plans : raise money for future concerts in Bucharest, solve the driving licence shit in 19, write a mail to Marcel to see if he`s ok, talk to Nick & Mihnea from Luna at the concerts, study hard this year at school, meet new people, stop listening to Dimmu Borgir and Burzum, sleep more. A lot more. And that`s what I`ll start doing. This instant.

P.S. Ahahaha, forgot to tell you about the title. Well, ‘wake me up when I`m free’ is mine`s and HotSauce`s. We use it when school starts, and we laugh our asses out about it. It`s a way of smiling our ways outta trouble, as always. :)