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  2. Vezok's Friend

    Home Alone

    By Vezok's Friend,

    So...my parents are gone for the next week and my grandparents will arrive on Monday to check up on me... 
    Seems like I have the car, the hifi, the TV and the rest of the house to myself then
     
    With Sunday beeing the big show I guess I'll invite a few people form my acting group over...
     
    Seems thing star going uphill again ^^
     
    *Cake and tea/coffee to whoever wants some!*
  3. Vezok's Friend

    Home, Sweet Home

    By Vezok's Friend,

    The new forums looks pretty nice, don't they.
     
    Also everything looks more tidy and a little smaller now as well.
    I don't get struck by a ton of topics right away which is good.
     
    Nothing else to say really, let the good times roll!
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    Homeward Bound

    By Vezok's Friend,

    Just a short on-the-road entry out of a Starbucks, before I check out of the hostel and head for the Airport. 
    Can't believe I won't be on this side of the atlantic anymore...so many memories. So many cool people!
     
    You guys are in for a long thankyou-entry when I get back home ^^
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    Honey I'm Home!

    By Vezok's Friend,

    I have officially returned. I will add pictures and one or two videos in the next entry. I had a great vacation but now I am really content to be back here among you folks again. So, hello to everyone who missed me.
     
    -VF
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    Hot!

    By Vezok's Friend,

    25° C (That's somewhere inbetween 60 to 70F I believe...I am not sure though) 
    Not that I'd mind the temperature. I mind that it's sweltry.
     
    But anything is better then the dull grey we get from autumn to spring.
  7. Vezok's Friend
    Once upon a time you dressed so fine You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?
    People'd call, say, "Beware doll, you're bound to fall"
    You thought they were all kiddin' you
    You used to laugh about
    Everybody that was hangin' out
    Now you don't talk so loud
    Now you don't seem so proud
    About having to be scrounging for your next meal.
     
    How does it feel
    How does it feel
    To be without a home
    Like a complete unknown
    Like a rolling stone?
     
    You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
    But you know you only used to get juiced in it
    And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street
    And now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it
    You said you'd never compromise
    With the mystery tramp, but now you realize
    He's not selling any alibis
    As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
    And ask him do you want to make a deal?
     
    How does it feel
    How does it feel
    To be on your own
    With no direction home
    Like a complete unknown
    Like a rolling stone?
     
    You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns
    When they all come down and did tricks for you
    You never understood that it ain't no good
    You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you
    You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
    Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
    Ain't it hard when you discover that
    He really wasn't where it's at
    After he took from you everything he could steal.
     
    How does it feel
    How does it feel
    To be on your own
    With no direction home
    Like a complete unknown
    Like a rolling stone?
     
    Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
    They're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made
    Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things
    But you'd better lift your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe
    You used to be so amused
    At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
    Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse
    When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
    You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.
     
    How does it feel
    How does it feel
    To be on your own
    With no direction home
    Like a complete unknown
    Like a rolling stone?
     
    "Like A Rolling Stone"-Bob Dylan
  8. Vezok's Friend
    I can kiss away the pain...
     
    Whoa, hold on! That's just a song by Enrique Iglesias that's way too cheesy to be heard under normal circumstances.
     
    The Hero-Factory parts on LDD on the other hand are hands down AWESOME
    It was actually the first time using the program and from a users point of view, it is very friendly as far as software goes as well, most commands are intuitive and everything is readily accessible. Took me less then a minute to figure it all out. Of course that is because of the target demographic, you can't expect Kids who's years have not entered double-digits yet to be a Photoshop pro. So whoever put it together did a great job!
     
    I went and made three heroes of my own. And they turned out so cool that I'll probably buy them too!
     
    So definitely worth checking out if you are looking for a fun building time without real bricks.
  9. Vezok's Friend
    I am whatever Gotham needs me to be. Call it in.

    They'll hunt you.

    You'll hunt me. You'll condemn me, set the dogs on me. Because that's what needs to happen. Because sometimes...the truth isn't good enough. Sometimes people deserve more. Sometimes people deserve to have their faith rewarded.

    Why is he running, Dad?

    Because we have to chase him.

    He didn't do anything wrong.

    Because he's the hero that Gotham deserves, but not the one it needs right now. So, we'll hunt him, because he can take it. Because he's not our hero. He's a silent guardian. A watchful protector. A Dark Knight.




    Why do I feel that way right now as well?

    On another note, if I ever make a movie, I'll hire Hans Zimmer for the score.

    PS: Blu-Ray rocks!
  10. Vezok's Friend
    I can't get to sleep I think about the implications
    Of diving in too deep
    And possibly the complications
     
    Especially at night
    I worry over situations
    I know I'll be alright
    Perhaps it's just imagination
     
    Day after day it reappears
    Night after night my heartbeat shows the fear
    Ghosts appear and fade away
     
    Alone between the sheets
    Only brings exasperation
    It's time to walk the streets
    Smell the desperation
     
    At least there's pretty lights
    And though there's little variation
    It nullifies the night from overkill
     
    Day after day it reappears
    Night after night my heartbeat shows the fear
    Ghosts appear and fade away
    Come back another day
     
    I can't get to sleep
    I think about the implications
    Of diving in too deep
    And possibly the complications
     
    Especially at night
    I worry over situations
    I know I'll be alright
    It's just overkill
     
    Day after day it reappears
    Night after night my heartbeat shows the fear
    Ghosts appear and fade away
    Ghosts appear and fade away
    Ghosts appear and fade away
     
    -Colin Hay, "Overkill"
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    My mom came home with great news today: There is a spot for civil service in the hospital of the next town (less then 30 min away) and she said since most who work there start later, if I start on July 1st, I have high chances of getting hired
     
    Either in patient care, surgery or emergency room. I am definately going to call them to apply for that spot!
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    I'm A Modern Man!

    By Vezok's Friend,

    I'm a modern man, a man for the millennium, digital and smoke-free.
    A diversified multicultural postmodern deconstructionist.
    Politically, anatomically, and ecologically incorrect.
    I've been uplinked and downloaded, I've been inputted and outsourced, I know the upside of downsizing, I know the downside of upgrading.
    I'm a high-tech lowlife.
    A cutting-edge, state-of-the-art, bicoastal multitasker and I can give you a gigabyte in a nanosecond.
    I'm new wave, but I'm old school, and my inner child is outward bound.
    I'm a hot-wired, heat-seeking, warm-hearted cool customer, voice-activated and biodegradable.
    I interface with my database, and my database is in cyberspace, so I'm interactive, I'm hyperactive, and from time to time I'm radioactive.
    Behind the eight ball, ahead of the curve, riding the wave, dodging a bullet, pushing the envelope. I'm on point, on task, on message, and off drugs.
    I got no need for coke and speed, I got no urge to binge and purge.
    I'm in the moment, on the edge, over the top, but under the radar.
    A high-concept, low-profile, medium-range ballistic missionary.
    A street-wise smart bomb, a top-gun bottom feeder.
    I wear power ties, I tell power lies, I take power naps, I run victory laps.
    I'm a totally ongoing bigfoot slam dunk rainmaker with a proactive outreach.
    A raging workaholic; a working rageaholic.
    Out of rehab, and in denial.
    I've got a personal trainer, a personal shopper, a personal assistant, and a personal agenda.
    You can't shut me up, you can't dumb me down.
    'Cause I'm tireless, and I'm wireless, I'm an alpha male on beta blockers.
    I'm a non-believer and an over-achiever, laid-back but fashion forward.
    Up front, down home, low-rent, high-maintenance.
    Super-size, long-lasting, high-definition, fast-acting, oven-ready, and built to last.
    I'm a hands-on, foot-loose, kneejerk, headcase.
    Prematurely post-traumatic, and I have a love child who sends me hate mail.
    But I'm feeling, I'm caring, I'm healing, I'm sharing, a supportive bonding nurturing primary caregiver.
    My output is down, but my income is up.
    I take a short position on the long bond, and my revenue stream has its own cash flow.
    I read junk mail, I eat junk food, I buy junk bonds, I watch trash sports.
    I'm gender-specific, capital-intensive, user-friendly, and lactose-intolerant.
    I bought a microwave at a mini mall;I bought a mini van in a mega store.
    I eat fast food in the slow lane.
    I'm toll-free, bite-sized, ready-to-wear, and I come in all sizes.
    A fully-equipped, factory-authorized, hospital-tested, clinically-proven, scientifically formulated medical miracle.
    I've been pre-washed, pre-cooked, pre-heated, pre-screened, pre-approved, pre-packaged, post-dated, freeze-dried, double-wrapped, vacuum-packed, and I have an unlimited broadband capacity.
    I'm a rude dude, but I'm the real deal, lean and mean.
    Cocked, locked and ready to rock.
    Rough tough and hard to bluff. I take it slow, I go with the flow, I ride with the tide, I got glide in my stride.
    Drivin' and movin', sailin' and spinnin', jivin' and groovin', wailin' and whinin.'
    I don't snooze, so I don't lose.
    I keep the pedal to the metal and the rubber on the road.
    I party hearty, and lunch time is crunch time.
    I'm hanging in, there ain't no doubt.
    And I'm hanging tough, over and out.
     


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    I'm Batman

    By Vezok's Friend,

    Ok. Maybe not, but it is interesting and fascinating how many parallels I see in his Values and mine.
    At least from what I saw in the featurette on the Dark Knight Blu-Ray disc ^^
     
  22. Vezok's Friend

    I'm Gone

    By Vezok's Friend,

    I am going on a weekend trip with my parents.
     
    We'll be in Belgium, so, unless I accidentally run across Schizo there, consider me gone from BZP for a couple of days.
     
    Seeya!
  23. Vezok's Friend
    This was a triumph.
    I'm making a note here: HUGE SUCCESS.
    It's hard to overstate my satisfaction.
    Aperture Science
    We do what we must
    because we can.
    For the good of all of us.
    Except the ones who are dead.
    But there's no sense crying over every mistake.
    You just keep on trying till you run out of cake.
    And the Science gets done.
    And you make a neat gun.
    For the people who are still alive.
    I'm not even angry.
    I'm being so sincere right now.
    Even though you broke my heart.
    And killed me.
    And tore me to pieces.
    And threw every piece into a fire.
    As they burned it hurt because I was so happy for you!
    Now these points of data make a beautiful line.
    And we're out of beta.
    We're releasing on time.
    So I'm GLaD. I got burned.
    Think of all the things we learned
    for the people who are still alive.
    Go ahead and leave me.
    I think I prefer to stay inside.
    Maybe you'll find someone else to help you.
    Maybe Black Mesa
    THAT WAS A JOKE.
    HAHA. FAT CHANCE.
    Anyway, this cake is great.
    It's so delicious and moist.
    Look at me still talking
    when there's Science to do.
    When I look out there, it makes me GLaD I'm not you.
    I've experiments to run.
    There is research to be done.
    On the people who are still alive.
    And believe me I am still alive.
    I'm doing Science and I'm still alive.
    I feel FANTASTIC and I'm still alive.
    While you're dying I'll be still alive.
    And when you're dead I will be still alive.


  24. Vezok's Friend
    but darnit that party was worth to let out the animal for once  
    Can't believe I danced two hours straight through. (I don't know moves...I just start to move when the music kicks in. And I suck at smalltalk >_<)
     
    I am curious about tomorrows hangover victims.
     
    But why in the name did I sign up for the cleaning afterwards
     
    Anyhow, one of the most amazing days I've had!
     
    Pics come later.
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