Verbal Abuse

Dealing with the problem.

2009-12-01T00:06:00.009+02:00

Its just weird you know. When you know that somethings going totally wrong, and solely supported by your own intellectual capabilities, cannot find the root of your problem. Not only it drives you bananas but it also makes you want to pass to plan b. 'search and destroy'. It is so bad when you put your ass down and you start to reminisce the very best days of your life.

Currently, my life is...n't something easily tagged as 'interesting'. Im stuffed with all the I.B. Stuff up my ar..se. Sent off my application like 6 days ago and waiting, impatiently one might comment, for an answer. And all this casually sacrificed in the altar of possible success. Despite the fact that we go against the odds and of course the statistics (which they relentlessly comment on how less people graduating from universities do in fact end up with a fucking job) we go with the flow. And why my dearest reader? Cos SOCIETY fucking says so. Id love to be in a position to just say 'to hell with em all' but first n foremost I cant, and secondly -well- I would be a terrible liar.

THE RIVER MATTER

De-Nial ain't a river in Egypt. Being integrated in the very core of our flawed system we cannot really gain any ground whatsoever. We are not gaining any ground and all of our allies have totally stood us up if you d like me to set the issue in a whole new different framework. the one of a battlefield. gee, can't I even read what I write ? being high n all of the nonstop and catastrophic dragging of an mj-substitute , consider propaganda and self-alienation, that my very own hood has put me into.

SUBTITLING

Confused ideas and derranged personalities. What? Hell no im not leaving myself out, im the starring character in this play baby. Actually, my monologue will make you wanna fasten your seatbelt and wait till the ride is over.
(what are you talking bout J?-stop messin wit our minds)

CETERIS PARIBUS

Everything else being equal and vice versa. Nothing is equal as far as I'm concerned. On the vice versa part I can see some move.

Rompre les liens

Σκισε τους δεσμους, or cut the connections. HOW on earth man? how am i going to put love aside, not to mention solidarity which reminds me of this beautiful inside joke.

MR. KOTSIS , AKA '22', ONCE WROTE ON THE WALL OF MY ROOM.
"SINCE WRITING ON THIS WALL IS DONE NEITHER FOR CRITICAL ACCLAIM, NOR FINANCIAL REWARDS, IT IS THE PUREST FORM OF ART".

BOTTOM LINE I GUESS PROSPERITY HAS MANY COLOURS. LOVE YOURSELF, THATS THE ROOT OF YOUR PROBLEM.. AND BEAR IN MIND: EVERYTHING IS FINE TODAY. THAT IS OUR ILLUSION.

J.

I don't mind if you don't mind cos I don't shine if you don't shine

2009-10-13T21:43:00.004+03:00

put your back on me, put your back on me..
Damn! I feel kinda weird. Look. I am not still in a position to explain myself fully in perfect english so as to achieve to pass on to you, verbal abuse reader, a considerable 90% of my feelings, emotions and along with this of the words that turn my head into pure explosive matter. ("the magic's shoking my spine, can you read ma mind?") Anyways.
All I want to say is that I strongly believe that there is always room for happiness even if the whole world around you collapses. feel me? Am I passing on to you my (+) karma? My colourful vibes? Thing is that my life currently sucks in a way. Don't take me wrong. I'm neither emo nor I have suicidal tendecies. I'm just having so many things wandering around in my head, I'm starting to feel like a fucking Hard Drive. THERE'S THIS HUGE BUT THO! I am still able to smile a couple of times during my day. Exclude Saturdays. On satur-days I reach a level of satur-ation, as far as light-headedness is concerned. I'm trying to be happy when this chick totally stood me up and when the whole thing which went on between us did not quite lived up to my expectations. I mean who gives a fuck bottom line? Y the fuck do I always start off with chicks? shit. At any case. As I was saying. I'm still able to feel great - even if I have 10 drafts due tomorrow for the I.B.- when I hear this beautiful song on my iPod or whn I manage to solve correctly an integral or differentiate fully and perfectly a god damn equation.
I guess that happiness lies within us. You should try to spot it for your own sake. As far as I'm concerned, with all tho respect, I believe I'm on it.

PS: You should see the following movies:
(a) The Secret
(b) Religulous(starrin Bill Meyer)-GGREAT stuff
(c) Kramer vs Kramer (dustin hoffman n meryl streep- winner of 5 oscars in 1979's nomination)

Ciao Readerz,
talk to yall soon

Cut to the chase

2009-09-19T02:07:00.004+03:00

Friends is everything you need. Money may make the world go round but at the same time it destroys everyone who owns/touches/deals with it. Valame ta xerakia mas ke vgalame ta matakia mas, someone would comment in Greek.

We first decided to set it as a mean of nominal transactions, just because we wanted to make things clearer, more certain and –well- prosperous for the future which laid unconquered ahead of us. (What were we thinking?) Anyway. That’s what we did. Every now and then, central banks print millions of worthless paper and obliges us to use it for a living. You’ll come right up to me now arguing that any other method would fail and it would lead us straight to anarchy. I won’t disagree with you. The deed is already done. There’s indeed nothing we can do about it, to reverse this everyday phenomenon (cause it’s a phenomenon if you get to think about it, no matter you use it from the very first day of your lives)

Thing is I was just surfing on facebook, and this very good friend of mine, Mr. Tsianos had uploaded pictures from his visit to Uganda, Africa. He went there as a member of “Les Medecins du Monde”- alias Giatroi tou Kosmou. A Greek NGO. Bill had these pictures as I was saying. (Well man…you shocked me big time got to tell you this). People in Uganda seemed different in a way from us. It must be this eagerness to live in a better place, which as far as I’m concerned, lacks from our place. I really can’t tell the difference between passionate, in love, happy people from the pessimists and the condemned. What the fuck is wrong with you? These are the people which I truly admire. I might even say that I kind of envy them. I desire their freedom, I desire their different approach to the world, to knowledge, to love and to… of course… struggle. I believe that they are better off. Institutionalization has changed me. It has leaded me to think that there were more to come for me, but somehow while I was waiting over at the airport arrivals I saw the plane crashing. I watched the place brought down by this mechanism we refer to as Progress. Progress my ass fuckers. I don’t belong here.

I’m telling you this, cause I’ve ended up thinking that all I need is money. I don’t want to think money no more. I want to be free & I desperately want to think love, solidarity.
People I’m telling you. I’ll do my best to make this world a better place, with or without you, and money will be fighting on my side. We need it for sure. We need it as a mean. But not quite like its present form, in other words we need the order but we don’t need the Desire for it. What do you think ?

JV

A blue screen font that turned me blue

2009-09-05T07:10:00.007+03:00

I just visited the webpage of Oxford University, the oldest institution in the English speaking world. Despite the fact that this was not my first visit to the net space of the University, I felt intimidated by the success and the glory-in-life of people who graduated from Oxford. History unfolded before my eyes and I felt blue. More blue than the font colour of the University’s homepage. “We educate leaders for 800 years.”

(This is a weird feeling indeed. Just a second ago I wanted to write twenty consequent pages on the issue, but now it is like I don’t have much to say. I’ve just decided to push myself and give it a try. I really want to share this with you.)

Tell me people, what is success? Can there be success, even in the poorest meaning of the word, when there is misery all around the world? Can an individual be considered as a winner when there is still hopelessness? When Earth reminds me of a perfectly competitive firm which is about to cease to operate because Average Variable Costs are not greater or equal to price? (My very own definition of climatic changes and destruction) I really have to admit one thing. I do envy people who go along satisfyingly well with their conscience. I admire their apathy. I jealous their strong willingness to succeed at the expense of others.

When you know that you are able to achieve a certain goal, and then you fail to do so due to factors growing from the exterior, there is this pessimism which overwhelms me.

I wish I knew what it takes to have the chance to be a small part of our world’s elite. I wish I had the opportunity to let my intellect advance in such an environment. Blame me. I am the one responsible for my International Baccalaureate programme. There is no room for hope in the matter.

These conversations via msn can come really handy. I just figured that one should first define success. Then he shall set some short-run goals and step by step he’ll form a draft of what is success. If he defines success he will be able to change his point of view, and consider eventually things from a different angle. Isn’t that great? But what about now? What about Jay?

The sun is rising.

Square peg in a round hole

2009-07-19T20:42:00.002+03:00

Yesterday ,at around 3:00 am and while I was debating on skype with this guy from the US of A on whether the KKK still exists and if it has a global impact on people’s lives and beliefs, this idea suddenly crossed my common, Earth-oriented, human mind. Note that there was no correlation whatsoever with Ku Klux Klan (information on the topic here -> http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ku_Klux_Klan) itself and I concluded that the most interesting ideas come and hit you when you’re mentally tripping. I bet you know what I mean. So, as far as I can remember it went like this; we are currently in the middle of 2009 Anno Domini for Christ’s sake and there are still people who live in deep shit. /Sorry ma! This time I’ll choose not to watch my mouth/ And I was like Why the fuck we are not doing something? Anything will help after all. All I see is evil needs seeking evil deeds…

If you are as puzzled as I am at the moment, I advise you to keep on reading.

Since Sharing is caring allow me to share with you my deepest thoughts on the issue. The roots of our problems lie on the following sentence. Mark that. It is plain apathy resulting from institutionalisation. The word ‘apathy’ is…together with all your rights and wannabe-original constitutions…Greek. (There is nothing really for which you can blow your own trumpet for, aka boast about, or simply be fond of ‘cause we Made You, and this is so bad. But this is another story.) I am sure that most of you will agree on the following.

Your ass, my ass and the ass of the black guy who fills your brand-new Ferrari with gasoline, were given an –well, allow me to say- opportunity. We were all given the chance to breathe, to step on this planet and live. At any rate, I want to make myself clear and a hundred per cent understandable. Your ass, my ass and his black ass have the same exact value. Even when it comes to the ass of the Pope, the well-shaped ass of Madonna or Eminem’s milky back, the scoreboard will remain unchanged, and the game will end as a god damn draw. Please do put your apperceptions aside. This is what they call objectivism.

So, at first we all started to breathe and cry our hearts out on a desperate need to suckle our mothers’ breasts. Then, each one of us started to learn his mother tongue and the crying was replaced by words. The years passed, which is what they do, and hell yea (!) we were welcomed in Primary School. Have you ever considered the fact that this black ass I mentioned in the previous paragraph did not have the chance to learn the stupid alphabet song not mention to learn how to sing it? People, wake the fuck up. Does this bother you? Or you just label it as another ‘matter-of-course’ combined with a respectable tone of the meaning of the word predictable?

You tend to foredoom everything and this behaviour is so rotten and contemporaneous.

What people usually do these days in order to get to sensitize others is to
allegedly try and place them in others shoes. I can tell you are somehow confused so let me give you an illustrative example. We have You (VAR- verbal abuse’s reader) and Your Mother (M) as starring characters. Listen close.

VAR: Hell yea I adore taking a bath this time of the day, you can even plunge your head underwater! & the new shampoo I bought sends this awesome smell all around the house!
M (talking to your father): Dear Mother and God! He will turn our bathroom to a mess with his shit. Simon, please! Tell me! Is it a boy or a girl?
F (he is not starring so there was no need to mention him above): Don’t u ever dare to speak like that in front of me woman. I have a son with a capital S. The other day he asked me to buy for him a packet of condoms cos he was ashamed. That means a lot woman. I have a son and nothing will change this. / He sips some whiskey off the bottle.
VAR: Cm’on you guys. Let me play with the bubbles. You know I adore playing with the bubbles don’t you ma??
M: You must get off the habit baby. Such practices are destroying our environment. It’s a terrible waste and you can always take a shower instead. Kids at your age in Africa are running short of potable water every second we speak. Can you imagine yourself being in their shoes? Huh? You are not my son! If I were you I would have certainly Killed myself.

(or something like that- I might have pushed it a little too far here)

These tactics are so wrong as far as I’m concerned. The only thing they achieve is to provoke racism. What is the real solution though? WATCH IT HERE IT COMES!
BEING HUMAN is the answer man. By this, I’m simply pointing out the fact that people are so into exaggerating these days. You ought, we ought actually, to limit our needs. The best way to put it is this. We have to differentiate our real needs from what is known as luxuries (see Veblen Goods-Economics I.B. Higher L- the goods which satisfy the customer’s need for exclusivity/ and in terms of status-seeking, to be considered as high social status). I do Not want us to turn back to Ice Age people. All I’m saying is to become more prosperity-friendly. It is not a big deal and for your knowledge this is called ‘survival’. It has to do with humanity as a whole to say the least.

Square peg in a round hole is what I have to comment. Everything and everyone is misplaced.

I am wondering you know. I’m so curious about what you’re about to dream when you go to sleep. Are you going to dream about making this world a better place? Or just about making your place, your lifestyle, your habits and your ass a bit more glitzy, ostentatious and predictable?

Sleep tight Readers.

J.

Been smoking too long

2009-07-17T20:04:00.005+03:00

Current Status: I am in the middle of an epic bitchfight on my facebook profile with some ridiculous human beings who happen to be my classmates. Further on, i'm tuned on 105,2 and i'm more than tired to hear that bitch from spain commenting on stupid things instead of letting rap tracks play. This girl i used to hang out with has gone off track and thinks that the world spins round her stupid pimply face. Em Kay has gone alouf and is constantly acting like a 14 yo girl. Gosh I'm so done with your crap guys.

Plans: I'll be going to Constantinople, Turkey the day after tomorrow. Then i'll spend some time in Paros,Mykonos and Spetses. It's not going to be lame and some of you must come and join the party.

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Be sure that my next post will be far more sophisticated. Read a couple of papers just to tune in and stand a chance to keep up with me.

Adore you Haters.
J.

Dedicated to all I.B. 2010 candidates

2009-07-12T05:00:00.002+03:00

It's all messed up guys n im quite sure that u know what i mean. Those days i dont have time to post stuff on this page due to my summer homework.
>>>>You know what ? They are so right. Plagiarism is fo losers and Both of us my dear readers know that youre not capable of ...well... much. With that in mind, i advise you to paraphrase each paragraph with care if not drop IB. At the end of the day you might die in your sleep, so y not cheat if you cant handle the pressure. I do understand the amount of frustration youre in but unfortunately I cant say i feel any compassion or pittyness. You were born suckers. Lifes a bitch.

Long live turnitin.com

Post Scriptum: If you indeed feel pessimistic about your life contact me on facebook cos I feel like majoring in psychology. If not tho, feel free to VERBALLY ABUSE this post below. Im more than willing to reply to any hateful and pathetic comments.

Now please, go fuck yourselves.

Jay Vee

I feel like...

2009-07-06T02:47:00.004+03:00

I have nothing to write. Is this even possible? Am I so shallow? I don’t have anything else to say or make a stupid comment about? My whole life has gone down the drain?
This is misery and I know that I should not be complaining even tho I know I don’t have this right.

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I cannot choose. When it comes to my future, I tend to see my life in 3rd person, just like in a video game. The only thing a wish for, it is to be one of the ‘shoot-em-up’ type. Just to have the chance to vent my spleen on somebody. When it comes to women, I sense a tone of frustration. Like if no one is enough. This shitty situation I went through brought me down so badly and made it almost impossible for me to believe anyone. From now on I won’t give in myself that easily.It ain't cool either. Place your bets ladies and gents.

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I’m unaware. Sometimes it seems like I’m not in the position to keep up with stuff. I’m referring mostly to human behaviour. Gee it is so fucking weird and inexplicable and confusing at times. Note that my sayings above do not support the ones who are about to major in psychology, Fuck Freud, he was just another fag. Bottom line, if he wasnt he wouldn’t have fucked up his own life. (‘In September 1939 he prevailed on his doctor and friend Max Schur to assist him in suicide.’-ohttp://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sigmund_Freud#Last_years) Moreover, people as u probably know tend to be jealous of other people, even when it has to do with siblings. Nobody wants to see others prosper and improve. This person, i.e. us, thinks that nobody has not the ability or the right to be happier, wealthier, more sociable and more powerful than himself. I already told you that we live in a cesspool. Put your middle finger up in the air for those who pretend. They don’t even deserve my spit. Fuck you pathetic pigs. If you find it embarrassing to buy condoms I’ll lend you some.

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I should stop writing.

J.

RETALIATE (v) : to fight back or respond in kind to an injury or affront ; make a counterattack and return like for like, especially evil for evil

2009-07-04T05:57:00.003+03:00

I am so fucking bored and I bet that some of you feel just the same way. There has been always, I guess, this very moment in a man’s life where he feels miserable and starts thinking ahead, his future, his goals. What life has in store for him. He takes his chances before he starts dreaming, otherwise he might fell having no one to give him a helping hand. He usually counts the odds carefully beforehand cos –well if they turn out to be legitimate and fair- he will have the chance to bring his dreams to life. He will be able to turn from Clark Kent to Superman. He will have enough psychological ammo to delete this downtrodden everyday normal guy to the very rebel he always dreamt of. The dark years of tyranny will cease and the best thing is that they won’t be coming back. This man ladies and gentlemen will have the balls to forsake this dreadful and pathetic religion he used to believe and worship. He will be free.

I am convinced that every-single-one of y all wants to have his motherfucking chance to shine. I don’t want to swallow the fact that a Man can content himself with a mediocre life. It is absurd. After all, nobody knows how much time has he till what they refer to as ‘life after death’- note bullshit number two.

Imagine yourself at the catafalque. Your family and friends will cry to death that day, they will try to read touching texts while choking with sobs. They might even show videos of your life on a video wall. And all that will take place just minutes before your pieces, what is left of you, will be put on fire. Then, ideally your ashes will be thrown at the beautiful, endless Mediterranean. You will be GONE by far, no questions asked.

So please, readers, do me a favour. Stop whining like I do. Find a god-damn meaning in your lives and dare to kill if anyone stands in your way.

Eminem has a beautiful song, preaching about the same stuff I hereby try to point out.
Lose Yourself had never sounded better.

Pick-Pocketing at Astir Beach – Gimme a break bitch

2009-07-02T15:15:00.010+03:00

1/7/09

Hallo. This is going to be a rather annoying post on which I’ll be whining like a 4yo who lost his teddy bear. Proceed on your own risk.

Where the hell are we living man? Tell me where the hell are we spending the most joyful and care-free years of our lives? Imma tell you where we live in my very own special way & I sincerely hope that you'll enjoy it as much as you enjoy free porn.

Today was one of the most frustrating days of my life. People should not live like this; it doesn’t coincide with our reason of existence. Haven’t slept for like two days in a row, this morning Michael n me decided to go to the beach. We met up at Kifissia train station at 7.30 am. Joke. This is my blog right, Sifis’ blog. Jay’s blog. So, I found Michael waiting for me in Kifissia and we flowed down Aghio Demetrio- or something like that- at the southern part of our adored city. There we took a cab for astera. As we were totally stoned due to insomnia’s effects, the guy on the wheel started saying stuff bout his son and his second fail at the Panhellenic exams this spring. Minutes after, he started worshipping Greece; ‘emis den exoume xora exoume paradeiso’ – ‘greece cant be considered a country, it’s more like heaven on earth’ . He said that despite the tragic loss of our archaic roots, Greece still has the potential to grow powerful. Mmkay, please drop me off to buy another two packs of cigarettes. Anyway, we arrived in astera at 8.30 -9 approx. We were literally alone. The poor filipino guys were sweeping the place off of the last day’s – high society garbage. Tote itan pou araxame. Sorry guys this cant and wont be translated, consider chillin but in the old-school greek way. The sun was hittin my face and the sound flaring out of my headphones was melting my brain second by second. I eventually fell asleep. I woke up 2 hours later in a desperate search for water. Lighting up a cigarette i called the waiter. Michael had a cheese only toast and a greek coffee whereas I had a cappuccino-like thingie. We then went swimming for a bit before we hand ourselves to Morfea. (gay greek expressions,dont ask -for further retarded info google ; Morpheus greek sayings) -btw have u noticed ‘google’ turning itself into a verb? How american. Anyway. The hours passed. That’s what they do afterall. At about 3-4 pm we decided to go further deep into the sea to chill on a wooden platform. By the time we got back to the tri-beds we discovered that michaels handbag, my wallet as well as both of our cells were stolen.

Y do this man? How will I recover such a loss? My phone log is so effing priceless to the point that it could be used as main theme on those Mastercard ads. We called security and all they did was to pretend they give a shit bout our stuff. How pathetic can it be? Their approach was so unprofessional and typical. It goes without saying that ‘client comes first’ and ‘profit=i give a shit or two bout my customers’.

SIFIS HAVE U LOST YOUR MIND? You’re in Athens, Greece. People here are on their coffee break all day long. If you tell me that u believed –even for a single moment- that the fat guy on the front desk would save the day then allow me to call you a fool. Fool.

I have a question tho. Y go grab michaels eastpack when on the next sun bed there are like one louis vuitton and two gucci bags?

Screw dees.

Bottom line, please consider the following and then make a poll on facebook asking people whether they think i’ll commit suicide or not.
>>cancelled trip & concert - victim of pickpocketing- missed rendez-vous <<

If there’s anyone up there, please shed some light on my life.

For now I’ll just settle for some quality sleep.

Please Mr. Robot inventor, people have driven me crazy! Construct my digital friend asap cos im telling you...

2009-07-01T02:30:00.017+03:00

A friend of mine once told me that 'people always leave'. He's not here now and we haven't talked since ages, so his statement leans towards the 'hell yea i've seen this before' option.

Consider this: since the moment we are born we constantly keep meeting people. I've been meeting people for 17 years 6 months and 9 days. The majority of them are that ignorant to me to the point where i'm actually able to yell at their faces that i don't give a shit whether they breath or not. They say it's a cruel world. Yea, u got that right. When you ve been treated like thrash, when people look at you with disgust you certainly are not in a position to love everybody. But even if u were, is there any meaning to this ? the whole love thing ? I'm not referring to relationships where give and take is instilled deep in them. Such relationships are rare and you oughta have Chuck Norris' guts in order to keep them alive n kickin. Anyway. Screw this. So, people always leave. People always keep meeting other people. Sometimes these other people are more interesting than you, so the first stop calling to see if ure alive,they stop texting and occassionaly they stop commenting on your albums on facebook. gee that sucks big time doesnt it ? If they stop commenting on your wall or whatever, then you ll not be able to depict a supersociable self to your other 'friends' (yea im talking bout the ones you added last night in a desperate attempt to live -at least for this very moment- the life of a celebrity) so that you made them thing that 'you're THA SHIT' and eventually hang out with you.

I mean HOW DESPERATE can a man be ? Okay, we all want a 'parea' to chill and chat. but hey are u telling me that every person on earth can be a part of this ? this group of people who -most of the times- have something in common and like to have their coffee at the same cafe (=my very own definition of 'parea') ? Are u telling me that you're able to make out with every ' n'importe-quoi' chick who ll stand in your way ?

We should prepare ourselves to face the runaway of our loved ones. We should all find a real meaning in this world. Something to fight for and be proud of. Something which cant be erased by Time. That way our superficial likes n dislikes will disappear and then we ll be able to create something 'uber alles' , something unexpected, valuable and beautiful.

J.

Fuck I need a cigarette.

Don't you dare to put that cig in ya mouth

2009-07-01T00:10:00.011+03:00

Oi bloggers.

I've just noticed the date and it's 30 June. Actually since it's past twelve we are on the 1st July. Bad news for you smokers, from now on in Greece - as in every civilised, euro-oriented country- you are not allowed to smoke in public places e.g. restos, cafés, the mall etc. As you prolly know greeks tend to smoke from the age of 14 mv-mean value. Addiction s due to the lack of interests, boredom, showing-off,parents negligence and well... greek mentality. If you dare to light up your cig in any of the places mentioned above you'll pay the price.

I have two questions for you : why all the good things ought to be banned ? and secondly Are schools' WCs included in this innovative measure ?

have fun smoking at your place guys

J.

New World Disorder

2009-06-30T23:17:00.004+03:00

Hello people, my name's Joseph and I'm from Athens,Greece.

Apparently, this is going to be my first post.

Well, first n foremost I need to jot down the main reason for which I'm editing this page, two words, lack of communication. I don't really know why but it seems that I'm not the only guy on this planet who feels this way. I sincerely hope that this verbal abuse which I'm about to expose will be enjoyed.

PostScriptum : love to see you comment on my posts.

J.