Sunday, November 29, 2009

Autism Spectrum Quotient

I am tired. Tired of all the nonesense, of the preaching and of what you call self victimization. So I wound up searching and buffing up the defence for my condition. Not that I want to show you were wrong, but to prove for my own peace of mind that I was right about it. I am talking about my Asperger's syndrome. 


I came across a test devised by a Cambridge Psychologist named Simon Baron-Cohen, for the Autism Spectrum Quotient (you can find the test here).


And here are the results we have all been waiting for: (drum roll please)


The test assesses five different areas. Autistic-like responses will show poor social skill, attention switching, communication and imagination, and an exaggerated attention to detail. In other words, geekiness. You scored 32. The ranking below provides some idea of where that AQ fits in.

Score



32 - 50


Scores over 32 are generally taken to indicate Asperger's Syndrome or high-functioning autism, with more than 34 an "extreme" score.
  
31

  
30

  
29

  
28

  
27

  
26

  
25

  
24
Average math contest winner
  
23

  
22

  
21
Average male or female computer scientist
  
20

  
19
Average male scientist, and average male or female physicist
  
18
Average man
  
17
Average female scientist
  
16

  
15
Average woman, and average male or female biologist
  
14

  
13



0 - 12



Wednesday, November 25, 2009

I Have a Dream - ABBA

Really missed this song.


Thursday, November 19, 2009

A knight’s death

Fresh out of the oven. :) Enjoy.




A knight’s death

Full moon – hidden
Behind the dark clouds;
The knight rests here, a place forbidden,
Wounded, under a blood red shroud…

Feeling the scorpion’s sting
And its venom coursing through his veins;
Hearing the flutter of an angel’s wings
As it flees from the darkness’ reign.
……………
Elsewhere, a flowing shade
Rushes through the trees,
The silhouette of the young maid
Looking for the one whose soul flees,

Her crystal crown
Askew on her head,
Her burgundy gown
Tearing as she sped.
……………
In the black pitch,
By the light of embers,
The venom making his muscles twitch,
He lays and remembers

Her sandy locks
Her grey blue eyes,
Ever slyer than a fox’,
(Oh, sight sent by the skies)

Her sweet smile,
Her perfect skin…
Although he’d known her for a while,
He’d never met the soul within.

A Fury by nature, a Nymph by name;
For her, he damned himself,
For her smile, he lit the flame.
And, yet, he long remained but a memory on a shelf.
……………
She hopes she makes it in time…
‘Damned be the treason and damn be the plot!
God, let me make it before the bell’s last chime!
A curse upon thee, father, and upon your whole lot!’
……………
‘I lay here, in my darkest hour…’
He manage to utter, drawing his last breath,
‘Let not my life be a blue flower
Withering as I’m nearing to my death…

Now, the fire’s ablaze,
And my kingdom’s turned to dust.
But I long for the days
My soul wasn’t covered with rust…

At last you came, my dear…
Speak not and let not a tear be shed,
Because there is nothing to fear…
In death, nothing is to dread.’
……………
‘And, yet, it feels like a nightmare…
I fear for your doom.’
A single crystal tear dropped by an ember’s flare.
‘May it light your tomb.’
……………
After the accursed deed,
He sealed his fate:
His heart to forever bleed,
As he’ll guard Hell’s Gate.

Saturday, October 31, 2009

Laz Buhmann's Speech to the classs of 97

I think it is about time I posted this one. Laz Buhmann's Speech to the class of 97.

Friday, September 11, 2009

WTF

Since when does a tragedy become a national holiday? I just ran into this pic and it looks to me, no matter what happened (be it conspiracy or not), that people forget about who really got hurt.



Goddamnit people, get a grip and show a little compassion.

Thursday, August 27, 2009

From Amsterdam with love (Germany pt. 1)

A little glimpse of my life, other than politics and rants about social interaction. I'm back from my aunt's place in Neuss, Germany (near Dusseldorf). It was an nice vacation, but, unfortunately, it was with a pair of geezers :)).
enjoy the photos

On the plane going there


Amsterdam Pics






At Amsterdam's Madame Tussaud's






















Saturday, August 8, 2009

Emilie Autumn - By the Sword

I am falling in love with her music.

Emilie Autumn - By the Sword

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Emilie Autumn - The Art of Suicide

The name says it all.

The Art of Suicide

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

A thing of beauty

No, this is not by John Keats. You can find that here.



A thing of beauty

A thing of beauty
Could not easily pass…
Even an angel’s smile
It could surpass.

A frail rose, a white dove,
Eternal beauty…
Symbols of endless love…
Protecting them is your duty.

Red lightning, bright light,
Candles in the wind…
Signs of redemption
For all those who sinned.

Though threatened by visions of demons,
Shadowed by the cloak of death,
Thou shall never die…
Love has not given its last breath.

Remember…
At Dawn’s first chime,
Both Love and Hate were created.
Equal in strength, they endured throughout time.

God and Satan
Over a human’s heart fought,
To destroy one or another.
It was all for naught.

None prevailed,
For both still endure…
Now make your choice,
Your heart is still pure.

A thing of beauty,
One with an angel’s face,
Touched by
God’s overwhelming grace…

Is you!

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

Poem

I still haven't found a suitable name for this one. I just call it what it is, but accept alternate titles for it. Enjoy.



Poem

I've been blessed…
For such a sweet sight
Would make even
An angel’s delight.

An angel, however,
You are not…
For an angel
Is not easily forgot…

You are but
A rose of dust…
A wingless dove…
A soul of rust…

Yet, underneath,
Lies a light unseen
And a soul that’s not tarnished,
But of bright green…

Sunday, July 5, 2009

The Garden

Back again with an oldie. Enjoy.



The Garden

My soul was a garden
You were my rose.
For some time,
You were my sanity dose.

Storms came
And passed on by,
Still we sought each other.
We had our fates to defy.

To long had it been
Since roses last bloomed.
The garden turned
Into a lonely tomb.

Roses once resided here
Now angels do.

A couple of short ones...

As I have said in my previous post, I found some of my older poems. Here are a couple of short ones. Dulce venin and Free Spirit. The first one is one from the very begining. The second one from sometime in 2006...

Dulce venin

Dulce venin,
Gand senin.
Far' de chin,
In moarte traim.

Zambet amar,
Om cu har
Da in dar.
In moarte traim.

Multa credinta,
Cat cu putinta,
Sa ai, fiinta.
La viata venim.


Free Spirit

I want to dwell in the highest mountain,
To bathe in the deepest sea,
To drink from the purest fountain...
Foremost, I want to be free...

Living in the forests dark,
Shedding all my fears,
Hearin angels hark,
Or weeping all my tears.

Questions

I remembered I had a couple of poems stashed on another site. This is one of them. As you see, I was in a classic bitter-sweet mood. Enjoy



Questions

Could Hell ever forgive a sinner?
Could Heaven ever condemn a saint?
Could love ever kill a soul?
Could hatred ever give birth to happiness?

Would you be unfaithful to your soul mate?
Would you help those unknown to you?
Would you put them  out of their misery?
Would God pull you out of the deepest fires?

Should you forgive everyone that wrongs you?
Should you forget every unhappy moment?
Should you cry over dead love?
Should you learn from your past?

Too many questions…
Questions that trouble the heart…
Questions that torment the mind…
Too many questions for a weary soul...

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Papa Roach - Wanna Be Loved

It starts to feel like this song represents me. I need to listen to it a little more often.
For all you wrestling fans, you might recognize this one as the theme of one of the greatest shows. For all you other suckas:

PAPA ROACH - WANNA BE LOVED

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Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Kid tries to figure out girls

ok. this one was recommended by a friend. and it is sooooo true. no offense, girls.

Asa sunt fetele

Thursday, June 11, 2009

Tarotsss

Took two tarot card tests :-). here you have both tests' results.


You are The Devil


Materiality. Material Force. Material temptation; sometimes obsession


The Devil is often a great card for business success; hard work and ambition.


Perhaps the most misunderstood of all the major arcana, the Devil is not really "Satan" at all, but Pan the half-goat nature god and/or Dionysius. These are gods of pleasure and abandon, of wild behavior and unbridled desires. This is a card about ambitions; it is also synonymous with temptation and addiction. On the flip side, however, the card can be a warning to someone who is too restrained, someone who never allows themselves to get passionate or messy or wild - or ambitious. This, too, is a form of enslavement. As a person, the Devil can stand for a man of money or erotic power, aggressive, controlling, or just persuasive. This is not to say a bad man, but certainly a powerful man who is hard to resist. The important thing is to remember that any chain is freely worn. In most cases, you are enslaved only because you allow it.


What Tarot Card are You?
Take the Test to Find Out.



and

I Am

Which tarot card are you?

Spiritual enlightenment, inner illumination, hidden power. Link between seen and unseen. Balance of positive and negative forces. Receptivity. Unseen guidance.
A young woman sits on a throne holding a scroll labeled "Tora" meaning "law." On her breast is the sign of the meeting of heaven and earth, the Maltese cross. Her crown is the full orb supported by horns, the crown ofthe Mother Goddess Isis, who rules all things changeable, shown by the moon at her feet. Her power, upon which her throne rests, derives from the creative principle of duality, shown by the two pillars of light and darkness. To those who know and love her she dispenses the sweet fruit of the world itself, symbolized by the pomegranites.

Kinda contradictory, right? well. test yourself and see what's your tarot card.

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

SCREAM

HEY! YOU! YES, YOU! THE ONE READING THIS POST! UNLESS YOU HAVE BEEN SENT THIS POST, YOU HAVE NO BUSINESS WITH THIS, SO, YOU CAN LEAVE NOW. YUP, BUH BYE, C YA LATER.



I KNOW, THIS IS ALL CAPS... YES, I ALREADY TOLD YOU I KNOW. AND YES I KNOW I AM SCREAMING WRITING LIKE THIS, BUT I AM LACKING A BETTER FORM TELLING THIS.

I AM DYING OVER HERE! SLOWLY, BUT DYING BIT BY BIT. I DON'T KNOW HOW THE HELL I ALWAYS GET THIS WRONG AND HOW I ALWAYS SEEM TO TURN UP JUST BEING YOUR FRIEND. MY FOLKS ALWAYS TOLD ME "OLD FASHIONED, WELL MANNERED, ROMANTIC" GETS THE GIRL, BUT THEY GOT IT WRONG. NOWADAYS YOU NEED TO BE AS INDIFFERENT AND AS RUDE AS POSSIBLE. SHOW EMOTION AND YOU ARE DISQUALIFIED. EMOTION IS FOR... LOSERS?

AS I TOLD YOU BEFORE, I DON'T HAVE THE BENEFIT OF HAVING A PACK TO WATCH MY BACK. THEREFOR, I AM AS PARANOID AS I CAN BE WHEN IT COMES TO APPROACHING YOU OR ANY OF YOUR KIND. AND WITH GOOD REASON. EVERYTIME I START TALKING TO YOU OR ANY OTHER GIRL, I SEEM TO GET INTERRUPTED.

TODAY, SOMEONE TOLD ME I AM "SWEET". LIKE HELL, I AM GETTING TIRED OF THIS. PLAY BY THE RULES AND YOU GET TAGGED WITH THIS LABEL. SWEET = NAIVE. HELL NO. IT IS CALLED BY ANOTHER NAME. (READ OLDER POSTS IN THE SAME CATEGORY TO FIGURE IT OUT).

NOW, WHEN YOU CONFIDE IN ME, TELLING ME YOU LIKE SOMEONE ELSE, WHAT DO YOU THINK THAT DOES FOR MY (already chipped) SELF-IMAGE? ADD ONE MORE TO THE "JUST FRIENDS" LIST.

HELL NO.

THE POST MAY END HERE, BUT THE STORY DOES NOT.

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

"Personality Traits by Birth Month"

Yup. What you are about to read is absolutely true. Now, if you think there is something missing, feel free to comment.

This is my result from the "Personality Traits by Birth Month" from Facebook.

Loves to chat
Loves those who loves him
Loves to takes things at the centre
Attractive and suave
Inner and physical beauty
Does not lie or pretend
Sympathetic
Treats friends importantly
Always making friends
Easily hurt but recovers easily
Bad tempered
Selfish
Seldom helps unless asked
Daydreamer
Very opinionated
Does not care of what others think
Emotional
Decisive
Strong clairvoyance
Loves to travel, the arts and literature
Soft-spoken, loving and caring
Romantic
Touchy and easily jealous
Spendthrift and easily influenced
Easily lose confidence

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Friendship - no such thing.

This is a fly-by-the-seat-of-my-pants post. Not intended, nor planned, nor thought through in the least. It is just something I wanted to say in a while and I forgot that this was the way to say it.
WARNING. This may hurt some of you.

A friend in need is a friend indeed.

I heard that friendship is an important thing if you wanna go through this life relatively unscathed (safe, for all you moronic readers). But are there any true friends? Is there someone who would you sacrifice something for? The answer is NO. Everyone wants more, be it money, power, sex, or anything else you can think of.

I thought I had to be someone like this - a friend of all and a friend for all. But a one-way friendship is no friendship at all. Trust should be important, but too much trust is equal to being gullible. And I tended to give a little too much trust.
I really hate this.

Recently, I heard something like this : There are no friends in life, only acquaintances. I am certain that this is right. I have a lot of the latter, but few of the former. Need I call my so-called friends, they are always busy or just don't wanna talk. I have a test for these friends. And they always failed - I don't give any sign of life for a very long time and I wait to see if they will be looking for me.



I am surrounded by perpetual darkness and all I can see is a far-away light. All I need is a guide.

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Rapa

just listen to it. nothing more to say.

Friday, March 27, 2009

Tarja Turunen - I walk alone

a bitter sweet song. you gotta love it :).

Sunday, March 22, 2009

PPL important 2 me (1) - Oana

this is somewhat of a catharsis process, so bare with me. if you want more poems here.
I am a total slacker. I intend to write more often on this blog, but my nature gets te better of me. so here we go. this post is intended to be the first of many... or few... in which I want to show the important people in my "long" life so far. that, of course, not including the whole extended family.

as a privacy curtesy and protective measure, I will not disclose these persons' full name, nor their poetic aliases :-). however, I will show their photographs if I have them, if you are a good detective, you will find out anyway.

WARNING! PERSONAL INFO and potential RELATIONSHIP KILLER shown below. However, I DO NOT GIVE A MONKEY'S CRAP about it, because, if you like me the way I am, then you will like me even more after this little series I am writing.
Also, it is not intended to ruin any ongoing relationships of the persons presented in this series. If anything happens, I am sorry, it wasn't by choice.




the first person I want to talk is Oana. we go way back and she has been a good friend of yours truly, though you may call it a very rocky friendship.
she came into my life by accident, and she made her entrance with a bang. I still remember her as she was back then. though she would probably kill me, if I go into more details. that is, if she ever reads this post. basically she gave me a little hope to cling on to.
after such a big-bang of an entrance, at one of the tragic moments in my life, she dissappeared and we didn't see each other for a couple of years.
when we met again, I was one helluva messed up kid, on the verge of emo-hood - writing poetry and thinking about suicide, without the black outfit or the rock music sympathies. and, again, she was my pillar in my time of near meltdown. though she had her own problems bubbling up.
I admit, I might have been a little annoying at this point. and the result... unpleasant for the both of us. I felt hurt and pushed her away. how selfish of me, right? instead of helping her as she helped me, I turned my back on her.
I haven't heard from her until a chance encounter almost a year ago.
she walked up to me, after a long bus ride, where we caught glances of each other. we might have changed, but we were the same people. however, she recognised me first.
after we talked a little, I found out she had had a streak of bad luck. on a family level, as well as professional and financial level. though she was an artist, current situation made her quit her art and focus on the mundane.
though I have little resources, I try to help her as best I can. why? because she is one of the people that had a powerful effect on my life.

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This is the first try. I will come back and improve on this series soon. However, I would appreciate any comments.

EDIT #1: I know, this post was down for a couple of days. didn't modify it... yet.

Monday, March 9, 2009

Hellfire - Frollo

I do and don't agree with him. One of the best songs in disney's history.

Hunchback of Notre Dame - Hellfire - Frollo

Friday, March 6, 2009

Tagged?

Nope. Considering I am not a blogger of 'true blood', I don't get tagged or I tend to forget to respond.

However, when reading Petru's latest post, I was somewhat intrigued by the nature of this tag game.

Here's the tag's rules:

* Click here. The name of the Random Article on Wikipedia is the name of your band.
* Click here to go to the quotations page. The last couple of words is the name of your new album.
* Click here for random photos on Flikr. The third one is the front cover of your CD.
* Mix'em up with a photo editing software and...

My little piece of art


I know, the writing looks like crap. So, for those who don't see very well:
Name of the Band: Banksia Ionthocarpa
Name of the Album: Endure the Darkness for it shows the way to the stars

PS: If you read this, consider yourself tagged :-P. post a link in the comment section to show your little piece of art.

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

Glukoza - Schweine

You know, I have a very bad habit. I use the internet almost daily, but I rarely tend to my blog.

Anyhowz, I have this funny vid for you:

Glukoza - Schweine


coming back soon. hopefuly with something new.