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Tuesday, February 24th, 2009
3:23 am
Here we go....
Давненько однако. Сразу начнём с хороших новостей, я официально сбрендил. Сейчас сижу в пустой комнате в старой квартире довоенного времени в НюЁрке. Как я здесь окозался до сих пор понять не магу, знаю только что холодно и есть хоцца. Рассказывать историю прошедших двух лет не буду, но скажу вот что: жизнь пипец, штука ешё та...
Monday, April 9th, 2007
8:52 am
Не много о прошлом...
Всё случилось быстро, и както лень била сюда лезть, а тут, пару минут перед универом есть, решил в краце о дне святого Патрика и поездке на океан атлантический написать. 
Friday, March 16th, 2007
1:52 pm
Bla...bla...bla
Так, по порядку. День святого патрика скорее всего придется провести в какомнибудь баре с кружкой пица в руке и под звуки местного "барда" носилуюшего популярные произведения. В общем сыббота не обешате бить из ряда вон...скорее всего придется еще и работать...Лето всё близится а денег так и нет, не знаю сумею ли накопить к июлю или нет, но от этого на прямую зависит возврат на родину (так сказать). Слава богам машина ешё ходит, руки двигаются а мозги скрипят, больше пока нечего не надо. Потихоньку практикуюсь на бас гитаре, начал ходить в басеин, чуть не утанул нафик...В общем всё как и прежде.
Wednesday, February 21st, 2007
10:03 pm
What's so funny?!?!?
What's so funny? guy just hit's people in their faces with a microphone....:

youtub

Current Mood: amused
Tuesday, February 13th, 2007
11:23 am
Fucking great....
Припарковал машину и повалил на урок, но каково же было моё удивелние, когда по прибитии на парковку своей машины я там не обнаружил. Какойто пидар позвонил и её нархен забрали за неправелную парковку. Охереть просто. Вот бля сижу в универе, без телефона, без машини, без денег и документов, незнаю не одного номера знакомих т.к. записная книжка в машине...сейчас поиду и с етими пидарами поговорю, не могли бля час подождать...Ебаные бюрократы...(извеняюсь за вырожения)

Current Mood: pissed off
Sunday, February 11th, 2007
6:31 pm
Ve4erinka
Den' na4alsja prekrassno. Prosnulsja v 2 4asa dnja, pozavtrakal/poobedal, zatem otpravilsja v zal. Posle zala poparilsja v zaune, i do domu dobralsja k 6-ti 4asam, s4asltivij i rasslablenij. v 7-8 razdalsja zvonok, prijatel' prigla6ajet na ve4erinku. Osobo 4asto ja na nih ne bivaju, v etot raz soglasilsja. V 9 4asov dobralsja do prijatelja. Poka tot sobiralsja, vipil piva, pomu4al ego kota. Posle, poehali v bar, t.k. ve4erinka na4inalas' v 11 4asov. V bare zasidelis' nemnogo, pili pivo (irish red) i slu6ali rasskazi pjanogo 4ernogo parekmahera. Ottuda svalili v 4as no4i. Priperlis' na ve4erinku. Skazat' 4estno, mesto prosto otvratitel'noe. Der'movoe pivo, korotkie, temnoko#ie, pjanie, grubije ljudi, nekakoj edi. JA v konce u prijatelja sprosil: "So tis is the real american party?" On otvetil: "No, disregard this". Tam probili okolo 4asu. Posle poehali k nemu domoi. On prihotovil poest' (4elovek umeet prekrasno gotovirt'), popili pivo, pogovorili, pokurili kol'jan4ik. Domoi ja svalil bli#e k 5-ti utra, pjanen'kij i rasslablenij. Vot takaja mat' ejo ve4erinka...
Friday, February 9th, 2007
7:22 pm
Some day...08/02/2007

....8.30 am - Work night is over, time to drive home
8.30am - 9.00 am - Road back "what a lovely sunrise"
9.00am - 9.20am - Cup of coffee, sandwich
9.30am - 10.20am - Drove brother to the university + road to my college. Parked the car.
10.20am - 10.35am - First class, 5mins late...as usual...
10.35am - 11.45am - Class period.
11.45am - 12.00pm - took me a while to get to my car
12.00pm - 12.20pm - Stopped by "Sam's club" supermarket to straighten things with possibly new job. (Succeeded, will probably get it next week).
12.20pm - 12.55pm - road to other city, my second job at "cartridge world" easy job, good payment, NO TAXES!!!!.
1.00pm - 5.00pm - as much as I get for now...
5.00pm - 5.50pm - Allot of traffic at this time, takes forever to get back. Drove straight to college for my evening class
5.50pm - 5.55pm - parked on restricted parking lot, little less to walk...who cares...
6.00pm - 8.45pm(usually) - 8.10pm - took a test, class period ended a little earlier.
8.15pm - 8.25pm - put some gas in my car, got beer at the gas station (6pck if somebody is interested)
8.25pm - 8.45pn - drove to the concert at "Milestone". (Was driving really fast, almost hit a car while changing lanes....70mph....mmmm.....). "destruction" weren't playing, due to sickness of group members or some other shit....damn fuckers...ticket instead of 15$ was 5$. I stayed anyway.
8.45pm - aprox. 12.00am - was listening to good music, 3 other bands were playing, drinking beer on a parking lot BY MY SELF, while listening to music. Last 40 minutes of the show was sleeping on the bench in the corner.
12.00am - 12.30am road back, luckily no cops around. These days even 3 bottles of beer make me hallucinate.
12.30am - 1.00am - checking e-mails, eating (ravioli with cheese).
1.00am - 2.30am - Drooling on the pillow (1.30 hours of sleep, not bad)
2.30am - 2.45am - getting ready for work
2.45am - 3.20am - road to work, eyes were closing on my way there, good thing it was cold, didn't turn on the heater. Better be alive rather than warm.
3.30am - 7.30am - work work work, boxes boxes boxes....
7.30am - 8.00am  - road back home
8.00am - 8.10 am -  coffee and sandwich
8.20am- 9.20am -  Drove brother to the university + road to my college. Parked the car.
9.20am - 9.35am - again 5 minutes late for my class........................



Current Mood: tired
Tuesday, February 6th, 2007
12:21 pm
Топор заточы поострее я
Еды наберы да побольше
Дорогой пойду я лесною
Нечто мне не будет противится

Слова с небес мне послышутся
Что в пу(ударение)ти дорогои лесною
Как ивы на ве(ударение)тру калышутся
Играться судьба будет мною

Водою из моря умоюсь
Медвежьей шкурой укроюсь
Под искры костра сныведенья
Под звуки воды мне увидятся

А путь мой на утро продолжится
Лежит он сквозь чащи дримучие
Где встречу я живностей полчища
Где ждут меня дубы могучие

И кончится путь тот запутанный
Со мною в могиле лежащим
Земным одеялом укутанным
На небо с пристрастьем смотрящим.

(No comments about the grammar!!!!)

Current Mood: accomplished
Friday, February 2nd, 2007
6:07 pm
"Socialogy", or "How to be like everybody else"

New semester started few weeks ago. Here, nobody tells you what subject to take, you just take whatever you like, first, general education classes such as history, English, math, art, music…etc, then classes particularly for you major. Since this is my first year in college, second semester to be exact, I still haven’t finished with all that general ed. hog shit. One of the classes I’m taking now is Sociology.  Since the teacher is Black, all we’ve been discussing so far is how “African-American” people were mistreated over the years. But that’s not the point. From the words of the teacher and “local ass kissers” I’ve realized, that this classes goal is to teach us how to be accepted by the American society and how to accept it, how to “blend” in the “mob”. At the first class there was little debate, something about human nature, and our necessity to create stereotypes of whatever and whoever we see/hear etc. The Student claimed that this is in our genes, in our nature, and I absolutely agree with him. We do create stereotypes, or just borrow already created ones and use them as our own. For example, nationality (or race, gender, age). If we think about one particular nationality, we think about the “tag” that goes along with it, or gender, for example: Women – lazy drivers. Man – good hunters and such…Teacher and the rest of the class tried to convince the guy that creating stereotypes is ones personal choice, not his subconscious process or something, even thought from the teacher speech I understood that she categorizes people herself, giving them “tags” afterwards.  Anyway, I’ve disappointed in the class from very beginning, realizing that it is full of shit, and now I’m angry at myself for choosing that damn class, dooming myself, willingly, for months of moral torture and “brain fuck”



Current Mood: blank
12:57 am
Resuming...

Decided (out of boredom, rather than necessity) to continue my journal, now in new and improved format. Sick of writing in that crappy “translit” so, from now on will try to put things in English or, if I find the way, in Russian. 


“Time Flies” – doesn’t seem like to me anymore, more like “slowly crawling like damn caterpillar”. All present life revolves around some sad, pathetic, lying bastards, who seem to have plans for making your life more miserable in their agenda.  Enough with that crap…Just moved to new apartment. Same, one bedroom, but in better area, no Korean children running around butt naked, or their parents skinning pour rabbit they just killed. Tonight was snowing, for the first time, no college in the morning. Couldn’t believe it, so decided to drive and check myself, good thing it’s only 15 minutes away. Car was all over the road. Couldn’t steer right, brakes weren’t helping. On my way back, was trying for about 5 minutes to “climb” the little hill in front of the house, “that was fun, let’s never do that again”. Tomorrow back to everyday routine and normal schedule (work, college, home, gym, home, work….)



Current Mood: blah
Monday, October 2nd, 2006
11:08 pm
Question of faith

Some of the latest stuff....


Old man walking down the hill

Strength in his lonely eyes

Change our faith forever will

Promising there will be no more lies

 

Man of the cross

Came to our lands

To praise his god

To offer hi hand

 

Where are you gods

While you needed the most

Look at your poor sons

Their faith in you now lost

 

Man of the cross

Came to our lands

To praise his god

To offer hi hand

 

As I walk by the lake

I see the old man there

Closing the gates of Valhalla

For my lost brothers

 

Where are you gods

While you needed the most

Look at your poor sons

Their faith in you now lost

 

As water touches my hair

And words of Christ fill my head

O mighty Viking goods

My faith in you now lost

Monday, August 28th, 2006
6:08 pm
Sunday, August 27th, 2006
12:09 pm
Post war Latvia
Ekonomika latvii posle vtoroi mirovoi, i jejo nine6nee sostojanije. (va6i misli na etot s4et)
Saturday, August 5th, 2006
2:52 am
What the fudge is that?!?!
Segodnja, kak obi4no, proverjal svoi e-mail. vot 4to pri6lo:

SATAN'S MEETING:

Thursday, July 20th, 2006
1:59 pm
Journey

Where the ravens crow,

And the dragons rule the skies

Thru the endless battle flow

Our  journey lies

 

Thru the darkest woods

Thru the deepest bogs

Thru the tales of Bragi

Thru the Hel our journey lies

 

Fearless man we stand unbound

Till Gleipnir will be broke

And the hellish Fenrir hound

Will start Ragnarok

 

Till the edge of world

Till the home of gods

Till the realm of man

Our  journey lies

Saturday, July 15th, 2006
2:41 am

“Some use ladders to get to the top, some are born so tall, they can easily reach for the skies, some cannot hop over the steps by covering miserable deeds with their lies, some can easily push you around, some crawling behind you and bark like hound do nothing. Can someone do something?! Can all this be stopped? Don’t mind me, being in sling countless eons, has made me insane, some thought are now cropped by those who desire to see me in chains of this inutile and merciless game”



Current Mood: calm
Monday, July 10th, 2006
10:51 pm
Stupidity beyond the limit.....
Prosto, zahotelos' podelitsja vpe4atlenijami o pro#itom dne. Kak nekotorim izvestno, ja rabotaju v pekarne, plotjat skudnen'ko, no na #il'jo i nemnogo poguljat' hvatajet, da i rabota osobo ne trudnaja, nare#, prinesi, po4isti. V etoi pekarne, pokupateljam, po #elaniju, narizajut mjaso/sir i nakladivajut v karobo4ki salat (razvesnoi). Segodnja poka bil pereriv dumal v komnote dlja personala pospat' 4utok, tak neet....pri6li....kakoito pacan, rabotnik so svojej devkoi, i e6e kakijeto ljudi. sna4alo oni minut 20 ne mogli re6it' kak razrezat' kuricu. Pacan (mestnij 6ut) vo vse gorlo oral umeet li ktonibud' rezat' kuricu. Ego baba, tem vremenem, boltala po telefonu (vpolne narmalnoje javlenije, vo vremja besedi s kemto, boltat' po mobilnomu telefonu) Ves' razgovor sostajal bukavl'no iz odnogo slova "LIKE" (4toto vrode "tipo" po na6emu). Ne znaju po4emu, no prodal#at' rabotat' ja po6ol diko zloi. Na rabo4em meste podo6la pokupatel'nica i poprosila "Swiss cheese" ja sprosil kakoi, t.k u nas ih po men6ei mere 3 raznovidnosti, ona otvetila "American".............................................................................................................................................................................................Vo pervih, ne kakogo american na displee nebilo, vo vtorih, kakio nahren "American swiss cheese...................vi blja 4to ljudi sovsem s uma poshodili....?!?!?!?!" u menja na vremja propal dar re4.....zatem, u nas tak nazivaemij "three potato salad" Tak nazivajetsja, potomu4to sdelan iz treh vidov karto6ki. Tak#e, odna iz mestnih krasavic 4irlider6ic, s telefonom u uha, i parnem futbolisto s naka4enimi u6ami i mozgom are6kom, podo6la ko mne i s umnim vidom sprosila: "A po4emu etot salat tak nazivajetsja, tam 4to, tri raznih vida sira....?" ja posmotrel na jejo pacana s nade#doi 4to tot tresnet "podruge" fa6ku, 4tob ta idiotskih voprosov ne zadavala, no tot otvetil mne pustim vzgladom, kagbudto smotrel' skvoz' menja, ili po pre#nemu bil na futbol'nom pole......u#as.....

Current Mood: drained
Saturday, July 8th, 2006
12:53 am
Creating....stuff.....
Nus....posmotrim chto iz (etogo) polu4itsja.....

Current Mood: discontent
Monday, April 24th, 2006
8:55 pm
O bogi....davno ja tut ne pojavl;jalsja, i dumat' pro etoto #urnal zabil...Eh amerika amerika, veto javlenije trudno poverit' esli svoimi glazami ne uvidi6...

Vremja k letnim kanikulam blizitsja, a u menja e6e planov nekakih...U#e re6eno, damoi letom ne edu. Sobirajus' v sleduju6em mesjace transport pokupat'. Pomimo u4ebi i raboti nefiga ne vi#u, opat'#e, dumaju den'#at podzarabotat' i na letom pogulat'.
Good luck comrads! See you someday

Current Mood: lazy
Monday, December 5th, 2005
9:23 pm
December 1-st MILESTONE
Был на концерте 1-го декабря. Местная банда Apotheosys выпустила диск и по этому поводу устроила всё это дело. Выступали Mysteriarch, Dark Autumn, Chaosego, Malebolgia, Apotheosys. больше всего понравились Apotheosys и Dark Autumn обе black metal. Фотографии если найду, покажу
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