October 19th, 2008
The story of my life
As my kind fangirl Asako pointed out, I should blog about how awesome my life and how big my penis is, as she is one of the few people to have bestowed upon the honour to see it, and I have not measured it in about 23 years, the former option seems slightly more viable at this moment, however do spam her guestbook requesting a rough estimate of its size too gargantuan for the limited man's mind to fathom.
My life started about 15 years ago, as an accident apparently I was told when I was 17, as my father refused to pay for the abortion and kicked my mother out of the house for being too white for his taste. She had me and then fucked off out of Surinam when I was three weeks old back to the Netherlands away from them creepy bushmen. This I clearly remember because of how awesome I am and because I took notes on my PDA then to not forgot this, once arrived at the Netherlands I jumped of plane and was awarded a scholarship at the prestigious Freedom University of Amsterdam, doing a double major in physics and mathematics, I kind of fucked this up in the end both due to troubling relationships with my fellow students as they could not admit how awesome I was and increasing symptoms of my schizophrenia, so I thought 'Fuck it all', and quit it to focus on arts, I haven't looked back since, that was about a month ago, just before my second birthday.
After nexton ridding the universe of the foul scourge that was the Protoss, crippling their improvised home-world of Shakuras, then laid waste to the crippled remnants of the forces of United Earth Directorate whilst at the mean time having fun with my invested Terran boy-toys, I thought the time had arrived to turn of my computer and logout from the wired and have a cup of coffee, this happened six minutes ago. And now I'm back to pwnz your shits.
En Taro Marc Dutroux.
My life started about 15 years ago, as an accident apparently I was told when I was 17, as my father refused to pay for the abortion and kicked my mother out of the house for being too white for his taste. She had me and then fucked off out of Surinam when I was three weeks old back to the Netherlands away from them creepy bushmen. This I clearly remember because of how awesome I am and because I took notes on my PDA then to not forgot this, once arrived at the Netherlands I jumped of plane and was awarded a scholarship at the prestigious Freedom University of Amsterdam, doing a double major in physics and mathematics, I kind of fucked this up in the end both due to troubling relationships with my fellow students as they could not admit how awesome I was and increasing symptoms of my schizophrenia, so I thought 'Fuck it all', and quit it to focus on arts, I haven't looked back since, that was about a month ago, just before my second birthday.
After nexton ridding the universe of the foul scourge that was the Protoss, crippling their improvised home-world of Shakuras, then laid waste to the crippled remnants of the forces of United Earth Directorate whilst at the mean time having fun with my invested Terran boy-toys, I thought the time had arrived to turn of my computer and logout from the wired and have a cup of coffee, this happened six minutes ago. And now I'm back to pwnz your shits.
En Taro Marc Dutroux.
Posted by nihlniisadxhai | Oct 19, 2008 8:10 PM | 3 comments