Talkin' 'bout ma' Generation

Something in the back of my head tells me that my attitute as far as males are concerned is somewhat too "natural" and not enough "civilized". Screw that /literally/.

Just got back from the four-day-ofs-socially-rich-activities-(and-alcohol) that the students of 2nd year of MKPR organized for the bunch of greens who had the luck to get to the "most prestigious school of them all". /popular joke, aint it/
First, thanks.
I would kill myself having to cope with such a gang of over-individualistic intellectuals.

But back to the first paragraph.
The boys. I dunno whether I can blame my rollecoaster hormone levels, but I could not help myself. It seems that IQ is sexy after all.

CHASE is the most metrosexual guy I have ever talked to for longer than a minute, who praises the men's line of L'Oreal facial care and if there wasnt for his every-morning urge to gel his hair up into that renowned parody of mohawk hairdo, he would actually really look like Chase from House MD.
MÍŠA is one of those guys you have to like, just because they seem to like you too - in the most innocent way. He looks like he cares and listens, and has a girlfriend, so its all pretty safe when it comes to any contact.
JONÁŠ is obnoxiously perfect, if you know what I mean. Clever, witty, nice, gorgeous, stylish and smiles even with a sprained ankle. Wow. With cca 8 girls twirling around him at all times and all places, you have basically no chance
to talk to him without feeling like "omg, now I have got 5 minutes to show him I am better than all those other gals!". I think Sandy has a little crush on him, but once again, who doesn't.
MÍRA himself was pretty charmed by Jonáš. Apart from that /lol/ he's a very "friendly" guy. Or, a guy who likes to have girl friends. Not girlfriends. I actually have problems with such blokes for I don't believe in inter-sexual friendships. I like his eyes.
PRÁVNÍK is 4 years older than my average classmate and you CAN notice. Still, he rocks on the dancefloor. Pretty much like..
PAN OBŘÍZKA, who /I bet you can already tell/ is a person who doesn't really possess the art of stopping talking when it comes to
 information you didn't need to hear. 

Everyone laugh now.

 Because I've said so.

Surrealistic ten-year old.

I wish I had...

..studied at least a tiny bit before my entrance tests for journalism which I have had this morning - still, it was fun.

The test itself was quick and not as homicidically stressful as the Scios, yet it still made me fall off the little FSV's aula table all the time.

The main thing is - I am in love. With PhDr. Jan Křeček, who teaches at the Media Studies (where I have no chances by now) catedra. He came to the place on his motorcycle, in a black Clash shirt, looking steaming hot, but still having this italian-american-actor-ish all-time sad look. (Spike has it as well, but he doesn't drive 'cycles)


Here he is making some important speech on media. --->

Information Bulletin I

Oh, sweet reminiscence.

Random picture for a random post. At least it is my picture. I am saying a little quiet goodbye to my old picturetakingmachine, aka the old Kodak which lived with me for looong 5 years, taking mostly ego-wanker-ish pictures for eeeeevil community servers (let's not name exact ones) .
I am switching to Nikon D40, a low-end DSLR with lame 6mpx (I could give 4 000 more for the next model with 10, but WHY?) but lovely pics and great handling - Julie has this one and I just LOVE stealing it and filling her SD card with my crap. I dont think I will produce any artsy supercool stuff, but I will have a thing to cling to on boring social events. Go me.

Anyways. Right now, I am trying (obsessively) to get a job. I am also generating some (at this point unusable) designs for the Prostitutes, don't want to do it two days before the deadline (which I have not, but.. u know) - this is /like/ serious, duh. Getting a new tablet, hope it will improve my leet skills ten times - those Wacoms are so bloody expensive I hope you just grab the pen and it draws like Kája Saudek instantly.

I am looking forward to the next ep. of Grey's Anatomy. I was intentionally ignoring that show for so long that I am getting a little fanatic about it now (now when the season III House ended). That cutey O'Mully (or whatever the spelling is) dates this awesomely gorgeous plump doctor and it just.. helps...my..ego...

...
I wonder, if I were on a doctor show, what character would I be? A neurosurgeon obsessed with sex? Sex with young medical students? Eeew, i guess everyone would be scaaaared of me.
OR , I could be that med student. Emotionally sticking to every hot (at least hotTER) patient going through my hands/stetoscope.
Julie would be a technically good, yet too non-emotive doctor.

Goodbye, sweetheart, it's time to go

I wanna do so many things right now. Create a theatre company aaaand open a design e-shop aaaand travel round the world aaaand record an album .D

By the way: 1,2,3,3 (I suck)

And the picture up there, that's Blahoťák' s pan of brownies. I thought it kinda mirrored my feelings .D

Back to the basics

There's hardly anything better than 2-D japanese gay guys. Youka Nitta ("Haru wo Dateita") is a genius mangaka, although not that brilliant story writer. Sanami Matoh ("Fake") on the other hand is a great great writer and a pretty good graphic artist, too. I liked her when i was younger, probably cause its more fun than just sex and sex again, but now I just stick to Nitta's monothematic fluff man2man action.

This whole maturita thing may seem to drive me nuts, but believe me, I was into yaoi when I was 13 and I will always be. I have already written three complete concepts of my own 4 % comics, but I just dont have the nerves to draw it all. (Even though that Carl-Barat-y character doing it with the Ricky-Wilson-y character was more than a pleasant picture)

On Hiatus

(no real point of this pseudo Emil Holub here - i just love art. You know. Posh art. Really valuable, original art.)


From tomorrow its exactly 1 month (4 weeks) to the maturitas (or banana, but that's an inside joke)

I have this chart where i make stars that symbolize the amount of stuff i know from each question and so far this chart looks like a total wasteland. But I am off to Podělusy once again and I hope it will be as productive as the last time - I just gotta get more coffee somewhere on my way there. Lot of coffee. Oh yeah.

Basically I wanted to say I don't have time and I don't want to see anyone since he's going to teach me the EU structure or modern philosophy or avantgarde poets. It's not that I would be doing some serious study instead of possible hangouts with anyone. Um. I know I know, other people manage to study AND hang out with sexy mods AND take pictures AND be loved by all. Not me. Not me.

I have lots of things I want to do after the banana, so I swear I won't be this boring then.

And after all, life is still worth living

I don't really have anything to say as far as verbal communication is concerned.



I just feel like lot of people care about things that are worthless in comparison to life itself, life which cost loads of slimey creatures their aquatic life when they were left on the land by high tide.

And the greatest art of all is the art of living.

And the art of limiting the number of clichés on one's blog.

Thanks July for her great pics from Podelusy where we had a very intensive geography weekend with oceans of coffee and litres of killer-hot korean noodles. I loved it.

And the moral is:

Dating musicians is wrong.

At least that's what Control made me be sure of.


I know i may be a lil retarded, seeing it yesterday, but I really really wanted to see it on the big screen WITH someone who would enjoy. And - that happened! my friend Michal was tapping his fingers in the rhythm just as I did, not mentioning the moment when Love will tear us apart started. He laughs like awfully dubbed Dolph Lundgren in one of his 80s movies, which amuses me.

NOTYVOLE!

V rámci multilinguálnosti tohoto blogu... ne.. lžu .D v rámci toho, aby to bylo každýmu NAPROSTO JASNÝ:

Kdokoli mě protlačí na Rock for People do zákulisí za Kaiser Chiefs aspoň na rozhovor pro IndieRock.cz u mě má.. cokoli! Grafiku, text, dohození nejlepší kamarádky, zvrhlý sex. Cokoli. Koneckonců vám třeba můžu i slíbit, že se vám nikdy nepokusím rozbít stávající vztah .D Sakra, to už je spíš vydírání.

Tuto fotku jsem při stažení na svůj disk nazvala "Tyvole, čum na Kaki!".

Měli byste mi umožnit setkat se se člověkem, který mě přesvědčil, že bubeníci nejsou odsouzeni k tomu být roboty ve tmě bez vlivu, a se člověkem, který mě přesvědčil, že bledí zrzaví chlapi v červeném obleku, ze kterého je pokud možno vidět jejich (erotický) bílý podbřišek, jsou ztělesněním dokonalosti.

I <3 those two day stubbles

I am afraid I've grown this scary little obsession with dr. House.

On the other hand, I love obsessions! Obsessions make my life all exciting and fun and foremost happy! Let's all be obsessed! Let's go and do a House roleplay! Ooooh... lemme be Cuddy, lemme be Cuddyyyyyyy pleeeeease! Or Wilson or Wilson! (Or basically anyone except Cameron. She sucks. And I am pretty jealous of her .D She kissed both House and Chase! That immunologist bitch.)

Behold! My House scrapbook sheet:

And duh, of course he's wearing nothing but the stethoscope.

FRES-COOO

Muchos saludos compaňeros! Todo esto inglés parece un poco aburrido y ordinario - por eso decidia a usar espaňol en cambio. No soy muy brillante, verdaderamente. Pero pensaba que un post en mi blog en espaňol es no una idea mal.
Realmente, no tengo aun una idea más pequeňa de gramática correcta, así tengo que disculparse.
Y tú, alguien?

No siento como haciendo cualqier cosa. Estoy sentando y mirando Los Informaticos. Roy no es tan vistoso en espaňol como él es en inglés. Y soy dibujando. He dibujado una ilustración de un cuento de E. A. Poe - "Eleonora". Pienso que había tenido a estar fascinado con el título. Y, por supuesto, la Eleonora en mi dibujo ha sido inspirado de la sola persona de este nombre yo conozco. Lo considero como muy bueno. Soy ingenio. A veces.

Una cosa triste sobre escribiendo en espaňol es que lo roba muuuuchoooo tiempo. Pues, estimo que soy simplemente RETARDADO con cualquier idioma excepto inglés.

Espero el ensayo con Los Fakes Tapes! Chico tiene mi (es CASI mío) Yamaha en su sitio - lo quieroooo (la Yamaha, no Chico).

Heart of Glass

so, basically, st. Valentine's day sucks and hating it sucks maybe even more, thus leaving me no proper opinion I could stuck to without sucking too.

I feel rather relaxed though. I guess I am getting more immune to all the last-year-of-highschool chaos. I am getting used to being single and I also can't really complain when it comes to people around me, cause the lack of any ambitions right now gets me rid of all the hate and envy and bursts of unhealthy competitiveness. My only little ambition revolves around art, so I tend to be a little hateful towards that guy who made it to graphic design in Plzen, but as soon as he's gone and far away I doubt this will bother me anymore.
I am such a loooovelyyyy person. I start to question if this is really me.

But this is me. I've got the heart thingie from Karin and I just totally love her for the way she gave it to me - just slipped it into my coat pocket, so I discovered it when I was leaving school - I was like "what the h... oh wow".

Art?

As far as art is concerned, I am not really enthusiastic right now, having to make it "only one of my hobbies" again.

Yet still I am not completely creatively dead.


This was a school assignment for the graphics seminar. The prof didn't get it anyway.


Me having a romantic mood. And a silly-LOTR-obsessed mood, obviously, too.


This was an assignment to Zlin for a change .D They probably thought it sucked, but I love it .D And I've learnt so much about the environment .P

Nihilistic

1) Compared to the UNIVERSE (gorgeous), does anything except having a family make any greater sense?

2) I have my own little Craig Parker renaissance. From the very moment the mug with his photo I've got for my 14th B-day accompanied me to mock maturita and comissionals from math I felt like I've got someone to stick to without making an asshole out of myself. Alright, he's 37 and he lives on the other side of Earth, but compared to the UNIVERSE, it's just a step.
For you unfamiliar with mr. Parker, he's a soap opera kiwi actor who's become popular via his 1 minute role in first two LOTR flicks, which proves his killer charm.
He was my imaginary boyfriend all through 8th nd 9th grade (Julie dated Karl Urban and Soc had Viggo Mortensen, who I still tend to see as "my old friend"). Retrospectively it was one of the happy moments in my lovelife. Craig, I want you back! .D


As soon as he plays in any theatre play again, I am SO off to NZ. To pick kiwi fruit or wash dishes. I will do anything.

3) Julie's started blogging again. Not sure if her only blog tags "study" "poetry" and "thoughts" sound any appealing to ya, but just.. check it out.

Bipolar Disorder

I assume lot of people can go from "I wanna hurt myself" to "life is great" in one night, right?

Anyways, I haven't written anything serious and worthwile in an eon. It's not that I would be leading a dull life, on the contrary, just to point out the best moments, I have been to Zlin few days ago and I have tried to get Adam Benda once again (oh, was it the 3rd time? or 4th already?).

For the pleasure of your eye, take a look on the charming city I would love to live in XD


All right. Now seriously. This school would make me wanna live in Cernobyl.

And if the economical college in Prague had the Space Invaders printed on the windows, I would wanna gain a degree there. Unfortunately, it has not.

I wanna feel you from the inside

Something in my head has an urge to sing NIN's Closer all the time. Yet starting with "I wanna fuck you like an animal, I wanna feel you from the inside" is surprisingly socially.. improper.

Trent is such a glorious reminiscence of my almost forgotten 7th grader taste in men. I can't remember when I really fancied someone like him for the last time, which is weird, for I used to be MAD for these skinny (why the hell?!?) , dark, long-haired bad guys.

But now.. NOW I've got to post this lil shrine to mr. Reznor, who surely wants to fuck me like an animal (I know, feels kinda rude when written, but when Reznor sings it, it feels R I G H T) (and almost trustworthy)

Resolutions.

No resolutions this year.

I have so much to achieve that it's basically pretty much unreal to want me to just run through the whole january-june period and collect all the trophys.
First, UTB and VSUP exams (half january, 4th of february), probably our first gig with the nameless (not my fault that Karin still bitches about the V.Pitchka name, it wasn't meant as an insult, it just popped up in a random conversation.), maturitas and then very likely other batch of exams for FSV and FHS and probably UTB again.

Impresssssssed?

Well, if it won't work out, I'll probably just take some savings and travel and work a lil bit. I was just thinking about New York. Although I was always somewhat into the northern cities, Chicago, or mayybe Austin, TX.

God. Gotta relax a bit with the pics of seminaked kvinta A. Got these from Bara. She's electric.

Pretty sad that this is like the only fun i get, generally.

PFs 'n' stuff

Duh, I don't get why do so many people have to piss me off when it's christmas. Seems almost unholy to me.

However, I've made these not-very-good-but-whatever PFs for all you reading this RUBBISH (oooh, I love this word coming from Nick Hodgson's lips!)
I am posting just the one with my dearest Sufjan, who is my bed warmer these days. ->