So Aaron, Paul and myself had a bit of a random buzz today in some chicha bar in town! Very relaxing and seriously good hangover cure.
Im 20 and these are my internet thangs.
I had my first english seminar today at 11am. There’s about 9/10 people in the class and it’s kind of a discussion class on the works in the course. Our lecturer walked in, took attendance, asked 1 question, someone answered it, asked another, no one answered it or could answer it. He then asked how many people had read the book for the seminar. 2 people put up their hands. Then he went a bit crazy, became really red in the face started giving out to us, grabbed his books, went to the door and slammed it as hard as he could after him. Half the class pissed themselves(me being one of them) half the class got all “this is ridiculous, is he serious? Very immature” We then got up and left the class. 11.10am.
I really like it when bands put effort into videos. Especially when bands ingest a lot of drugs before making the videos.
The pictures below sum up me on the rag on Thursday. Party hard.
Decided to not go out and go mad tonight. Got the usual “fuck sake, just party hard, look at the fucking sky man!” abuse (still regretting introducing Andrew WK to my friends). All the lads except Tom had been drinking since 2…….I was out my back, playing guitar and chilling with Ben all day. Completely different levels.
I got a copy of an album I’ve been wanting for the past week off Paul and I’m sitting on my couch with Ben, drinking tea, listening to it through my amp and really couldn’t be any happier.
After months of waiting the one and only MistrBishi has accepted me as a friend on youtube! What does this mean I hear you ask? Well my friends, this means I was able to access the holy grail of youtube videos PAULS FIRST SALVIA TRIP. I’m pretty sure I live about 10 minutes away from this. I hope that one day that I can meet MistrBishi, maybe even Paul, and not get my head kicked in by them when I say that I’ve posted their video on my blog. Ouuuvih on salvia to you good sir, ouuuvih on salvia.
As many of may not know last week I took on a new religion. Now its not the kinda religion were in after life you jam with Jimmy Hendrix, eating ice cream, whilst finger banging Angelina Jolie and Penelópe Cruz (thats right you have as many hands as you want) while Danielle Lloyd attends the penis…
This is the best thing you’ve ever blogged.
The bloody fingers was worth it
GTA Vice City. Just cruisin’ down the strip in a Banshee.
I’ve realised since I brought Andrew WK and his life mentoring back to my mates we’ve all fallen of the wagon a little. If I don’t want to party or someone around me isn’t partying enough, I just go on a tirade of Andrew WK lyrics and slogans until they/I party hard. Rag Week starts tomorrow and I have Andrew as my soundtrack, my mom even said to me “c’mon Aaron don’t party too hard this week”. My answer was a simple “haha yeah, party hard.” Luckily my intellect is still intact.
Cocaine is a helluva drug.
Quick update on the Muller Crunch Corner situation. They haven’t been in my fridge for the past while which leads me to believe they found out my plan of espionage involving them. Well done Muller Corporation, you have some good spies. I have however seen that they are not on special offer in Dunnes anymore, which leads me to further believe that they brought in a heft chunk of change a few weeks ago and don’t need to get us to buy them anymore……for the time being. Again, well done Muller Corporation. It appears as though they have out smarted me in their marketing techniques BUT what they don’t know( and i’m sure they’ll soon find out) is that I bought one this morning! HA, whats going to happen to them now when they find out people are just buying them sporadically one at a time! Throwing their whole marketing strategy a curveball! You haven’t out smarted me yet Mr. Muller.
“Sex cauldron? I thought they closed that place down!”
Wow I don’t think I’ve ever been this busy in my life.
I had a meeting today with my dissertation supervisor who has to be my favourite lecturer. She’s a super genius but also she’s a space cadet it’s amazing she’s fascinated by every little idea I have and then she expands on it thinks of things I wouldn’t in a million years. She seems really into it as well which is always a good thing. For those of you wondering what my dissertation is it’s “La question de l’identité dans la musique contemporaire de l’Afrique occidentale” try wrap you’re head around that one.
Anyway we got onto talking about sources and things I want to research for it and realised that the library, despite it’s vast contents, hasn’t got an awful lot of french periodicals or essays on african cultural identity. Bear in mind they have essays like this but not in french which is what I need. She recommended that place on nassau/Kildare street, it’s like the alliance francaise or something and they should have everything I need, cd’s, magazines essays all in french! I was thinking then when I get pay it a visit, turns out I wont be able to go ‘till Monday because I’ve too much shit to do, I’ve never had to wait more than a day to visit somewhere in Dublin I wanted to go to. And I probably wont end up going on Monday because I’ve got a presentation to do on Tuesday.
I’m constantly in transit to college, either going to, in, or coming from it. I suppose it’s a good thing I’m busy though or else I’d be getting into all sorts of trouble.
That was a birva rant, oopsie daisy. City and Colour is fantastic listening. Shout out to Roger for giving me the tip.
I don’t think music gets any better than this.
These are the books that my brain is eating at the moment, some french, some english, there’s two college ones missing. Two of those are for my own buzz but it’s getting hard not to read them from an english university student’s standpoint i.e. looking at the ideas and context behind them, where they fit in to certain areas of literature blah blah blah. I keep forgetting that I fucking love reading and just chilling with a book that I don’t have to write an essay or have an exam to do on. Don’t get me wrong most of the books for college are great books and good reads but it’s different than just a book I picked up in a book shop, decided it looked good and read it. I guess I’m just saying I can’t let myself forget to enjoy books. College is pretty full on at the moment which feels really good, I’m doing lots of work and keeping myself busy with interesting thangs. Slowly but surely losing my mystic in my french class and making friends(which is good and bad, I’m more like Quentin Tarrantino in Death Proof now, whereas I used to be Kurt Russell ) can’t say the same for english because there’s one billion people in the class. Overall College life is very good right now.
Yesterday I went on an impromptu pub crawl. Went for drinky winkies xoxox in Pygmallion which is a fucking amazing pub to booze! Got talking to these english rugger buggers and they started slagging us because we were students and drinking a pitcher, THEN became really nice and offered us free passes to Lillies( I told them “cheers, but I’m not tall enough for that place”) went to the bar and bought us another pitcher! Rugby people are nicer than football people. Ended up at the duffers party in messers dancing on tables then throwing them over and throwing pints at people. I tried to get stuck into a taaaaaaasian bar tender but she was more interested in two deaf guys. Shot down. Every time I go to town in the middle of the day it ends up as a pub crawl and me doing bad things. I’m going to do this more often.
I waited for two and a half hours in a corridor with loads of junkies before we went in because there was another case going on. I refrained from talking to them because firstly they were junkies and secondly I thought they’d see me as some posh kid and kick the fuck out of me(I was wearing a leather tie, crisp shirt, dkny jeans and a really nice semi casual jacket that if you caught at a glance looks like yves saint laurent) So I went out for a smoke and one of them goes “u in heer for a fine as well buddy?” “yeah man” then he went into a big rant about black people driving trains, “fat heads”, druids and how all the cases should be thrown out of court…..ok. ALL THE WHILE SMOKING A MASSIVE JIBBER. This place was full of law types and he didnt care! Sticky icky. They embraced me as their own for that short time and I felt safe as houses! Finally got into the court room and saw people had brought solicitors. I was representing myself. Solo Mission. Harrison Ford. I was called up, they said something about 1000 quid fine and I nearly shat myself then the judge started talking legal jibe as I sat there looking polite and well dressed. She asked me if I had anything to say for myself……….”I apologise” she smiled and said “80 euro fine to be paid within 30 days” I said “thanks” and that was it! As i walked from the stand I knew the junkies had lost their trust in me and I was out of the gang. They started at me with pure hatred or maybe they were just baaaaked. I left the court and ate some meanies to celebrate.
Moral of the story?
my dad is important. RTE mmaannn
I’m really into chauvinistic neo-rap these days. Namely Dj Funk and these guys. Spank Rock and Benny Blanco. Listen to this then go out and do some bad things.
I remember, it was a few weeks after my communion I hadnt done anything with the money as I was 8. Trish had obviously robbed it & put it in the bank. I had been playing tennis in Sutton and someone told me how great it was, I fell in love with it then & there. I went home ready to beg Trish to let me get it…. The rents said yes and I had the playstation by 6pm. The next day I bought International Superstar Soccer Pro. One of the greatest games ever.
I’ve no idea what I bought with my Communion money but with my Confo money I bought Bauer FX 1’s. I was so fucking fast.
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LePatrick
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Candy Kane
Vagina(said as Va-jee-na)