wonders of technology

huh... thought i might blog bout today =] no complaining i think .

well i dont have much to complain about so =]

summary: i hung out with a giant, a blind person, a dwarf and a crazy person. then stared down a to be pedo. then hugged a vacuum and broom, dueled a huntsman spider, played build a tower, see if oiling the body really makes your muscles look bigger - to be continued. [there was something else i wanted to say.. =/]

the unimportant stuff in the morning ie going out with friends JKS JKS! hehehe
had fun looking at clothing trying on dresses [yes i tried on a dress - in my mind ;]
and got drunk at max brenners with chocolate. hehe


when i got home, i sat down and then after 10mins the work began >=D
something people call "cleaning" occurred. my brothers were studying/facebooking/twittering/procrastinating/avoiding house work so i did it myself >=]

whilst cleaning i learnt a few things about my family. from cleaning the dining room, my grandma is a messier eater than I am. my younger brother's bum eats more than he does [as his seat is the messiest =P] my dad's feet eat food [or it could be my crumbs] =P ---- ok I am making it sound dirtier than it really was. It wasnt very messy at all just tiny crumbs and what not =P

bedroom, the toys that have been cleaned out of my old cupboard has been stacked into a tower of wonder into the new glass one. whilst cleaning that I came across a small huntsman. he wielded an axe, but he was no match for my vacuum cleaner...

HOWEVER, at first my choice of weapon was an air-freshener spray, then i sprayed it with mortein... but it's armour was too strong.. =O SO!!! i brought out the big guns and sucked it into the vacuum cleaner =] therefore, it isnt dead [just in the bin]



...later that day....

I had a mission given to me from a higher power to refill an empty tank of oil. it was a challenge and i think we lost a litre of oil [cos we are noob] but in the end it worked! i wielded a knife [to make holes into the pouring can] and did get some of the poisonous oil on me clothes. and on my skin... but the mission was completed.

i went back inside to stand in front of a mirror and flex my muscles covered in oil. bahaha jks jks, it didnt happen. 1stly i dont have a mirror in my room, so! if i did it my family would give me "WTF!!!" looks and screams. =P

ALL IN ALL!!!

it was a good 3 hrs spent =]

yeah i went crazy on the bold and italics =]

-N.A-

おれは時間があるさ。だらから、ゆきりできてもいいよ。まっているから。それはむだな時間じゃないおもうけど。
おれもたくさんかんがいている事があるさ。だから。。


ok think about it this way... FIRSTLY, that [^] is in jap.
SECONDLY, it is in informal jap
THIRDLY, think about how I write and how very grammatically incorrect it is, and how incomprehendable a lot the junk that comes out of my head is.

NOW! before you copy and paste those sentences into translator or look stuff up into the dictionary. have those three things in mind...

haha I just copied and pasted into google translator.. the only this correct is the last word =P maybe a hint into the secret mind of the secret spy Hanson...

~~~~~

ANYWHO! I have had this mad headache for four days now.. well to be honest I don't really know what headaches feel like.. but it feels like pressure on my brain, as if being compressed. and hearing becomes optional, and visually well everything is there but if I don't try to look or notice things, you won't get me seeing very much.

At one point, the noises made by other people seem to mix and blur like my vision. i would pay attention to half the sentence in one convo, and then the other half in another convo.

but guess what, once I get the blood pumping the pressure eases for a little, but I don't want to be sweating 24/7 and smelling like a boy's toilet. SO! がまんします。<<<-wow translator isn't that great.

That is my complaining for the month ;] tune in for next month's human experience with Hanson the awesome.

[edit] I just realised I gave away my identity...




PS. thanks adam for the guitar, it'll keep my fire going for throughout the winter =]




OH! one more thing... does anyone else like going to be at night, to find their pillows and blankets are super cool? LOVE it! even in the morning, where I laid is warm but the edges are cool. I just scrunch my blanket up and embrace the coolness (H)


baah, this seems really sad talking to myself, when next to me, my brother is getting text msgs every 5 seconds. oh wells >=D who needs text msgs when you have muscles like mine?

note to everyone: check out rain's muscles... like =OOO

*peace*

There are more types of realities that one can think of.


But there are only two that interest me, and they are enough to give anyone headaches. There are the realities in which things occur in a blur, and without notice or warning, it disappears before you know it.


Then there is true reality, in which it never really is your frame of reference, and an individual always aims to reach this true reality. ~ reality is.. you will never reach it.

~~~~~


And thus an eternal cycle begins and never ends.




*smell of food*






Stuff reality!! food!!!

love

"Love... What is love?
Love... it is no matter what happens you give them support"

PH. ITS

It is as it says... You see mothers supporting and defending their serial rapist child, or serial murder child. You see macho men in the kitchen with a girly apron on. You see girls tripping, stumbling and embarrassing themselves. So on... They say it is as if the pair are the only ones in the world, and it is visible to see evidence of that.

Love is illogical, pure emotion. It is the other things that govern what happens to it. Are you wise enough to accept and understand that your child is a criminal? Are you smart enough to buy a manly apron, or better yet, not give a poop what others think?

Spending time with something is like conditioning the body. The emotions get conditioned like a body gets hardened when, over time, is beaten, broken down and built back up again. And everything just returns to reality.

Are you ignorant enough to stay happy? HA! double conundrum




~ ima suru koto ga tadashi? ~

The retard [a sad sad ...very.. very? extra sad story]

Well it was one bright morning when, a boy [who shall know unamed ;P] woke up from a dream. Instantly he was happy. The sun was bright, the sky filled with exactly 3 clouds in a sea of blue - exactly how he liked it.

So once was the time... once UPON the time, there was a boy! Wait I already told this park. Anywho, the birds sung merrily when suddenly [story split - choose from option 1 or 2]

Option 1: the beasts of the nights came out from their short slumber. unhappy with the partying and loud noises the boy made with his friends while they had their breakfast. The beasts, though always grumpy, were not impressed by the boy's disrespectful and unhealthy behaviour. With their studded bats and knuckle dusters they knocked on the boy's door. As they were massive the beasts of the night blocked the sun from entering the house. The birds stopped chirping and the boy... well he was in a pickle. The beast knocked on the door and waited patiently as the boy tore himself away from his comfy seat and breakfast to answer his guests.

The door creaked open, the fire from the fire place blew out, and the cat ran frantically for a safe spot only to decide clinging to the ceiling was the best place. The elephant in the backyard dug it's head in the ground and the birds from the trees dove in the pool and sunk to the bottom. The boy did not know what he was in for. DO YOU know what is going to happen?

The beasts dusted their bats, knuckles and feet before entering the house. They were so big they used the toilet as a foot rest [after making the hole in the wall for the space] and put their weapons on the sofa. The Smallest beast started "FIRSTLY!!!!" His booming voice was heard throughout the suburb causing earth quakes in the next town. "WE HAVE A PROBLEM..." though he was the smallest he was 50 billions times bigger than the boy. "OUR WEAPONS... THEY SEEM TO BE TOO SMALL TO USE AGAINST YOU. YOU SEE WE ARENT HAPPY ABOUT THE NOISE YOU CREATED LAST NIGHT SO WE CAME HERE WITH GUNS BLAZING AND ALL BUT IT DIDNT SEEM TO WORK"

The boy was distraught. "Your weapon problem is an issue huh? how about you put them together and make one BIG weapon?" The beasts appluaded and laughed at thier silliness "HOW COULD WE HAVE NOT THOUGHT OF THIS" they thought. About the party last night the boy poured some tea for each beast of the night and sat back down to say "I sincerely appologise about the noise, i wont party anymore'

The beasts of the night were happy about this and shook the boy's hand. 10mins later the ambulance came to take the boy.. or what was left of the boy. cause of death? a hand shake...

[awww .. so sad huh? ="( ]





option 2: when suddenly a beast stepped on his house crushing him. The beast fished for birds in the pool with his body, played croquet with the elephant as the ball and hide an seek with the cat. Sadly the cat always one... poor beast.

[tears are rushing down my face now ="( ]




THE END

Now you know why the title is called "the retard" =] cos only silly nongs read this junk and only the master of all creation is the creator of this story

i guess... you know the retard is now ;)



dumdee dumdee duuuuhh lols

i dont believe i wasted 30mins on this hahaha