Because it was perfect untill BOOM !!

Because every time you have a nice say, someone thinks that it will be great to FUCK IT UP !!!!

So even though you do not read this, know that I HATE YOU !!!!!










NO 'xoxo' today.


Olive.

Good day...

...because 'good morning' is not for us. Me and my boyfriend, that is. But 'Good morning' to all of you.
We didn't sleep at all. He found a tutorial on how to paint nails with nail polish with the help of water. So that's what we did. Painted and repainted nails. Even he has a thumb nail painted. :)

Enjoy your coffee. I'm still waiting mine. Victor is supposed to make it :D ...and yes. That's his real name. Because he said i can share anything i want about him and us on my blog :D. He's ossum possum.



xoxo.Olive

Live has a funny way...

I was smoking a cigarette when i finally realized that I'm lucky.
I'm lucky to have met the right guy and lucky for all the good things that happened to me since I met him. I do not want to tell you his name, so I shall call him Green. Because i like green stuff and I like him a lot.
Now...after a few sentences, I'm thinking about him, and so many things run through my mind I don't know which one to write. I don't know if he'll be mad at me for sharing stuff about us on the internet. I should ask him. :)
Returning to the 'I'm lucky part'. I told you about the painting. He did a great job on that. Still shocked when I think about that moment. I think I already said this but no one ever did a painting of me before. Yes, I received lots of gifts but never something like this. Something that one created, painted, modified it, etc.
I will thank him forever for that.

I will write more on this when I have things that can be shared on the internet. ;)




xoxo.Olive

Real Life of UP

Who like the animation Up will definitely like THIS.

You won't regret it !

Go to blackacrebrewing.com and select "I am under 21"


You can thank me later.




xoxo.Olive

Don't quit

When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
When the road you’re trudging seems all uphill,
When funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile but you have to sigh,

When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest if you must, but don’t you quit.
Life is queer with its twists and turns,
As every one of us sometimes learns,

And many a failure turns about,
When he might have won if he’d stuck it out.
Don’t give up, though the pace seems slow -
You may succeed with another blow.

Often the goal is nearer than
It seems to a faint and faltering man;
Often the struggler has given up
When he might have captured the victor’s cup,

And he learned too late, when the night slipped down,
How close he was to the golden crown.
Success is failure turned inside out -
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,

And you never can tell how close you are -
It may be near when it seems afar;
So stick to the fight when you’re hardest hit -
It’s when things seem worst that you mustn’t quit.


-Author Unknown

xoxo.Olive

The waiting is done

SO, after i said I'm done the right guy came along. The Universe was with me on this thing.
He's great and funny and he did a few things that no one ever did for me.
He did a painting of me, and hang it on his wall....he did it in a day...a few hours actually...
And I always have a poker/shocked face when I think about it....

And he is always saying : 'Everything will be OK, Olive' and I cuddle at his chest and close my eyes thinking about how good it will be.



It's not the end....





xoxo. Olive

Inception

If you liked the movie and didn't quite understood it, you will after you click the link below and read the explained story.



INCEPTION

Guys and their stupid way of saying : i like you

How can a guy say 'no' to a girl after she asked him to go out ?
Why can he just take the chance ?
Why do guys say that a girl plays hard to get, when he's the one that it's playing this stupid game ?
Why do a guy can't accept the fact that a girl likes him enough to ask him the same question for hours ?
Why can't they accept these things ?

This is stupid. I might as well take a rope and hang them one by one. It will not be raining man in the city, it will be like an apocalypse with hanged man all over.
That way every guy will know when to say 'Yes' to a girl or he'll suffer the consequences. The consequences may vary a lot.
After a girl receives the 'NO' from a guy she will do one of the following:
1. Kill him multiple times in her mind using every method she knows or invent new ones
2. Ignore him every time he speaks to her (by any method known to the people: facebook, yahoo, IM, etc.)
3. Talk to him but in a real bitchy way and say 'NO' every time he will ask her to go out

If i forgot something let me know. But those are things that i will do.

Probably i will start being a bitch again. That worked ...hmmmm....pretty good for a while. :D



PS: if you are one of the guys that says 'No' when a girls asks you out my message to you is: you either try and change the answer while you can or you erase yourself from this planet. Just sayin'.




xoxo.Olive

Journal entry nr 293

So far this day sucks. I want to get my stuff and go. Go anywhere. Walk and not know where I'm going until i reach that place.
I again realized that i don't have many friends. Last week my phone was stolen and with him i lost almost 300 phone numbers. Even though I have the same number, the current contact list shows 16/200 entries.
My ex wants to get back together, and start as if we are in a new relationship and forget the bad things that happened then. Except him. He said he will remember what he did wrong 6 months ago and not do them again. He said he still loves me. I talked with a good friend and he said that it's not worth it. And i don't need to get back in an old relationship, i need something new. Something that goes along with me, my needs and my crazy but awesome life. I know he's right. I ....I know he is a good guy after all, but i cannot trust him anymore. I cannot lie that i love him just to make him happy. I don't want to be in a relation out of pity.
I'm good on my own.
I am good not being in a relationship.
I am not looking for a relationship right now, I am not looking for a guy to be how i want him to be.
I am just waiting. Waiting for the right guy to come along and blow my mind with everything he says and does. Waiting for the guy that will do things for me because he wants to not because I tell him what to do. I don't want a puppet I want the real thing.
I guess i have to wait a long time for this guy...
I'm done chasing .....i think I'm done....

I'm done.....

I lost the power to chase but earned the power to wait.



xoxo. Olive

The Russian Sleep Experiment (short story)

    Russian researchers in the late 1940s kept five people awake for fifteen days using an experimental gas based stimulant. They were kept in a sealed environment to carefully monitor their oxygen intake so the gas didn’t kill them, since it was toxic in high concentrations. This was before closed circuit cameras so they had only microphones and 5 inch thick glass porthole sized windows into the chamber to monitor them. The chamber was stocked with books, cots to sleep on but no bedding, running water and toilet, and enough dried food to last all five for over a month.
   The test subjects were political prisoners deemed enemies of the state during world war II.
   Everything was fine for the first 5 days, the subjects hardly complained having been promised (falsely) that they would be freed if they submitted to the test and did not sleep for 30 days. Their conversations and activities were monitored and it was noted that they continued to talk about increasingly traumatic incidents in their past, and the general tone of their conversations took on a darker aspect after the 4 day mark.
   After five days they started to complain about the circumstances and events that lead them to where they were and started to demonstrate severe paranoia. They stopped talking to each other and began alternately whispering to the microphones and one way mirrored portholes. Oddly they all seemed to think they could win the trust of the experimenters by turning over their comrades, the other subjects in captivity with them. At first the researchers suspected this was an effect of the gas itself…
   After nine days the first of them started screaming. He ran the length of the chamber repeatedly yelling at the top of his lungs for 3 hours straight, he continued attempting to scream but was only able to produce occasional squeaks. The researchers postulated that he had physically torn his vocal cords. The most surprising thing about this behavior is how the other captives reacted to it… or rather didn’t react to it. They continued whispering to the microphones until the second of the captives started to scream. The 2 non screaming captives took the books apart, smeared page after page with their own feces and pasted them calmly over the glass portholes. The screaming promptly stopped.
   After 3 more days passed. The researchers checked the microphones hourly to make sure they were working, since they thought it impossible that no sound could be coming with 5 people inside. The oxygen consumption in the chamber indicated that all 5 must still be alive. In fact it was the amount of oxygen 5 people would consume at a very heavy level of strenuous exercise. On the morning of the 14th day the researchers did something they said they would not do to get a reaction from the captives, they used the intercom inside the chamber, hoping to provoke any response from the captives they were afraid were either dead or vegetables.
   They announced: “We are opening the chamber to test the microphones step away from the doors and lie flat on the floor or you will be shot. Compliance will earn one of you your immediate freedom.”
   To their surprise they heard a single phrase in a calm voice response: “We no longer want to be freed.”
   Debate broke out among the researchers and the military forces funding the research. Unable to provoke any more response using the intercom it was finally decided to open the chamber at midnight on the fifteenth day.
   The chamber was flushed of the stimulant gas and filled with fresh air and immediately voices from the microphones began to object. 3 different voices began begging, as if pleading for the life of loved ones to turn the gas back on. The chamber was opened and soldiers sent in to retrieve the test subjects. They began to scream louder than ever, and so did the soldiers when they saw what was inside. Four of the five subjects were still alive, although no one could rightly call the state that any of them in ‘life.’
   The food rations past day 5 had not been so much as touched. There were chunks of meat from the dead test subject’s thighs and chest stuffed into the drain in the center of the chamber, blocking the drain and allowing 4 inches of water to accumulate on the floor. Precisely how much of the water on the floor was actually blood was never determined. All four ‘surviving’ test subjects also had large portions of muscle and skin torn away from their bodies. The destruction of flesh and exposed bone on their finger tips indicated that the wounds were inflicted by hand, not with teeth as the researchers initially thought. Closer examination of the position and angles of the wounds indicated that most if not all of them were self-inflicted.
   The abdominal organs below the ribcage of all four test subjects had been removed. While the heart, lungs and diaphragm remained in place, the skin and most of the muscles attached to the ribs had been ripped off, exposing the lungs through the ribcage. All the blood vessels and organs remained intact, they had just been taken out and laid on the floor, fanning out around the eviscerated but still living bodies of the subjects. The digestive tract of all four could be seen to be working, digesting food. It quickly became apparent that what they were digesting was their own flesh that they had ripped off and eaten over the course of days.
   Most of the soldiers were Russian special operatives at the facility, but still many refused to return to the chamber to remove the test subjects. They continued to scream to be left in the chamber and alternately begged and demanded that the gas be turned back on, lest they fall asleep…
To everyone’s surprise the test subjects put up a fierce fight in the process of being removed from the chamber. One of the Russian soldiers died from having his throat ripped out, another was gravely injured by having his testicles ripped off and an artery in his leg severed by one of the subject’s teeth. Another 5 of the soldiers lost their lives if you count ones that committed suicide in the weeks following the incident.
   In the struggle one of the four living subjects had his spleen ruptured and he bled out almost immediately. The medical researchers attempted to sedate him but this proved impossible. He was injected with more than ten times the human dose of a morphine derivative and still fought like a cornered animal, breaking the ribs and arm of one doctor. When heart was seen to beat for a full two minutes after he had bled out to the point there was more air in his vascular system than blood. Even after it stopped he continued to scream and flail for another 3 minutes, struggling attack anyone in reach and just repeating the word “MORE” over and over, weaker and weaker, until he finally fell silent.
   The surviving three test subjects were heavily restrained and moved to a medical facility, the two with intact vocal cords continuously begging for the gas demanding to be kept awake…
   The most injured of the three was taken to the only surgical operating room that the facility had. In the process of preparing the subject to have his organs placed back within his body it was found that he was effectively immune to the sedative they had given him to prepare him for the surgery. He fought furiously against his restraints when the anesthetic gas was brought out to put him under. He managed to tear most of the way through a 4 inch wide leather strap on one wrist, even through the weight of a 200 pound soldier holding that wrist as well. It took only a little more anesthetic than normal to put him under, and the instant his eyelids fluttered and closed, his heart stopped. In the autopsy of the test subject that died on the operating table it was found that his blood had triple the normal level of oxygen. His muscles that were still attached to his skeleton were badly torn and he had broken 9 bones in his struggle to not be subdued. Most of them were from the force his own muscles had exerted on them.
   The second survivor had been the first of the group of five to start screaming. His vocal cords destroyed he was unable to beg or object to surgery, and he only reacted by shaking his head violently in disapproval when the anesthetic gas was brought near him. He shook his head yes when someone suggested, reluctantly, they try the surgery without anesthetic, and did not react for the entire 6 hour procedure of replacing his abdominal organs and attempting to cover them with what remained of his skin. The surgeon presiding stated repeatedly that it shouldn’t be medically possible for the patient to still be alive. One terrified nurse assisting the surgery stated that she had seen the patients mouth curl into a smile several times, whenever his eyes met hers.
When the surgery ended the subject looked at the surgeon and began to wheeze loudly, attempting to talk while struggling. Assuming this must be something of drastic importance the surgeon had a pen and pad fetched so the patient could write his message. It was simple “Keep cutting.”
   The other two test subjects were given the same surgery, both without anesthetic as well. Although they had to be injected with a paralytic for the duration of the operation. The surgeon found it impossible to perform the operation while the patients laughed continuously. Once paralyzed the subjects could only follow the attending researchers with their eyes. The paralytic cleared their system in an abnormally short period of time and they were soon trying to escape their bonds. The moment they could speak they were again asking for the stimulant gas. The researchers tried asking why they had injured themselves, why they had ripped out their own guts and why they wanted to be given the gas again.
Only one response was given: “I must remain awake.”
   All three subject’s restraints were reinforced and they were placed back into the chamber awaiting determination as to what should be done with them. The researchers, facing the wrath of their military ‘benefactors’ for having failed the stated goals of their project considered euthanizing the surviving subjects. The commanding officer, an ex-KGB instead saw potential, and wanted to see what would happen if they were put back on the gas. The researchers strongly objected, but were overruled.
   In preparation for being sealed in the chamber again the subjects were connected to an EEG monitor and had their restraints padded for long term confinement. To everyone’s surprise all three stopped struggling the moment it was let slip that they were going back on the gas. It was obvious that at this point all three were putting up a great struggle to stay awake. One of subjects that could speak was humming loudly and continuously; the mute subject was straining his legs against the leather bonds with all his might, first left, then right, then left again for something to focus on. The remaining subject was holding his head off his pillow and blinking rapidly. Having been the first to be wired for EEG most of the researchers were monitoring his brain waves in surprise. They were normal most of the time but sometimes flat lined inexplicably. It looked as if he were repeatedly suffering brain death, before returning to normal. As they focused on paper scrolling out of the brainwave monitor only one nurse saw his eyes slip shut at the same moment his head hit the pillow. His brainwaves immediately changed to that of deep sleep, then flatlined for the last time as his heart simultaneously stopped.
   The only remaining subject that could speak started screaming to be sealed in now. His brainwaves showed the same flatlines as one who had just died from falling asleep. The commander gave the order to seal the chamber with both subjects inside, as well as 3 researchers. One of the named three immediately drew his gun and shot the commander point blank between the eyes, then turned the gun on the mute subject and blew his brains out as well.
   He pointed his gun at the remaining subject, still restrained to a bed as the remaining members of the medical and research team fled the room. “I won’t be locked in here with these things! Not with you!” he screamed at the man strapped to the table. “WHAT ARE YOU?” he demanded. “I must know!”
   “Have you forgotten so easily?” The subject asked. “We are you.” “We are the madness that lurks within you all, begging to be free at every moment in your deepest animal mind.” “We are what you hide from in your beds every night. We are what you sedate into silence and paralysis when you go to the nocturnal haven where we cannot tread.”
The researcher paused. Then aimed at the subject’s heart and fired.
The EEG flatlined as the subject weakly choked out “so… nearly… free…”




**Note: i did not wrote this, although i wish i did.**

Rise Up With...

Azi dimineata

M-am trezit foarte bine in caz ca va intrebati. Am gasit cafeaua cu lapte, perfect facuta, pe noptiera de langa pat. M-am chinuit putin sa stau treaza, sa-mi tin ochii deschisi dar nu prea am reusit din primele minute. Am stat apoi in pat cu ochii inchisi gandindu-ma intens ca trebuie sa ma ridic din pat. Dar de ce 'trebuie' ? De ce trebuia sa ma ridic din pat ? Puteam sa stau acolo sa ma bucur de o alta dimineata perfecta....Ceea ce am si facut pentru mai bine de 10 minute.
Dupa acest scurt timp, m-am hotarat sa ma ridic din pat si sa fumez o tigara pe balcon si sa beau din cafeaua care inca ma astepta.
La ora 8 oamenii de pe strada erau foarte activi si grabiti. Am vazut cum intr-un ritm mai lent un tip deschidea un magazin aflat pe trotuarul de vis-a-vis. Nu se grabea deloc. De ce s-ar fi grabit ? Oricum ar fi deschis magazin la un moment dat. In timp ce tipul scotea afara diverse cutii, pe banca din fata magazinului s-a asezat o tanti, cred ca avea undeva la 40 de ani, cu un brat plin de gladiole. Probabil se odihneste, mi-am zis.
Pe o alta banca, la cativa metri de doamna cu flori, erau 2 babe care discutau foarte aprins cu o alta care statea in picioare in fata celor doua. Mi-am dat seama dupa felul cum gesticulau si cum isi agitau mainile.
Am vazut chiar si un cuplu traversand. El o tinea de mana foarte aproape de el. 'Câtã grija are de ea' - am zis in gand. Probabil o iubeste foarte mult.
Mi-am mutat privirea mai sus si am vazut un batran care uda florile din ghivece. Are foarte multe. Cred ca are foarte mare grija de ele. La geamul de langa balconul cu ghivece, o batrana hranea porumbeii. Foarte multi porumbei. Apoi am realizat ca cei doi locuiesc in aceiasi casa, cand batrana s-a dus pe balcon si l-a imbratisat pe batran.
Cateva etaje mai sus, un tip isi bea cafeaua stand sprijinit de geamul de la bucatarie. M-a vazut. L-am vazut si eu. Am ridicat cana de cafea si am facut un semn din cap. Mi-a raspuns. A fost un sentiment foarte dragut. Am zambit si m-am intors inapoi in pat. Era mult prea devreme pentru a incepe ritualul de dimineata.
Am mai stat in pat ascultand una din piesele care ma obsedeaza de vreo 2 saptamani.
Relax mode ON.
Am mai stat ceva timp si apoi am zis ca ar fi bine totusi sa ajung si la munca. Sa nu ma dea disparuta.
Am facut dusul necesar dupa o noapte caniculara, Mi-am prins parul intr-un fel de coc pentru ca iar a refuzat sa stea locului. Am tras pantalonii si un tricou pe mine si am mers spre lift. In drum spre birou am ascultat radio. A fost mai simplu.

Inca o dimineata perfecta de notat in calendar.


PS: asta e piesa ->







Sper ca si voi ati avut o dimineata cel putin 50% perfecta.



xoxo.Olivia

35 modern words recently added in the Dictionary

1. Bling (n): Expensive, ostentatious clothing and jewelry.
2. Bromance (n): A close but non-sexual relationship between two men.
3. Chillax (v): Calm down and relax.
4. Crunk (adj): Very excited or full of energy.
5. D’oh (ex): Exclamation used to comment on a foolish or stupid action, especially one’s own.
6. Droolworthy (adj): Extremely attractive or desirable.
7. Frankenfood (n): Genetically modified food.
8. Grrrl (n): A young woman regarded as independent and strong or aggressive, especially in her attitude to men or in her sexuality (A blend of “Grrrr” and “Girl.”)
9. Guyliner (n): Eyeliner that is worn by men.
10. Hater (n): A person who greatly dislikes a specified person or thing.
11. Illiterati (n): People who are not well educated or well informed about a particular subject or sphere of activity.
12. Infomania (n): The compulsive desire to check or accumulate news and information, typically via mobile phone or computer.
13. Jeggings (n): Tight-fitting stretch trousers for women, styled to resemble a pair of denim jeans.
14. La-la Land (n): A fanciful state or dream world. Also, Los Angeles.
15. Locavore (n): A person whose diet consists only or principally of locally grown or produced food.
16. Mankini (n): A brief one-piece bathing garment for men, with a T-back.
17. Mini-Me (n): A person closely resembling a smaller or younger version of another.
18. Muffin Top (n): A roll of fat visible above the top of a pair of women’s tight-fitting low-waisted trousers.
19. Muggle (n): A person who is not conversant with a particular activity or skill.
20. Noob (n): A person who is inexperienced in a particular sphere or activity, especially computing or the use of the Internet.
21. Obvs (adv): Obviously.
22. OMG (ex): Used to express surprise, excitement, or disbelief. (Dates back to 1917.)
23. Po-po (n): The police.
24. Purple State (n): A US state where the Democratic and Republican parties have similar levels of support among voters.
25. Screenager (n): A person in their teens or twenties who has an aptitude for computers and the Internet.
26. Sexting (n): The sending of sexually explicit photographs or messages via mobile phone.
27. Textspeak (n): Language regarded as characteristic of text messages, consisting of abbreviations, acronyms, initials, emoticons. (wut hpns win u write lyk dis.)
28. Totes (adv): Totally.
29. Truthiness (n): the quality of seeming or being felt to be true, even if not necessarily true.
30. Twitterati (n): Keen or frequent users of the social networking site Twitter.
31. Unfriend (v): Remove (someone) from a list of friends or contacts on a social networking site.
32. Upcycle (v): Reuse (discarded objects or material) in such a way as to create a product of higher quality or value than the original.
33. Whatevs (ex, adv): Whatever.
34. Whovian (n): A fan of the British science-fiction television series Doctor Who.
35. Woot (ex): (Especially in electronic communication) Used to express elation, enthusiasm, or triumph. 

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