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I feel like a geek...

I first recently saw this movie (yes, I do live on the bottom of a mayonnaise jar), and holy hell, it sucked!

First of all, what a mind-numblingy boring movie. Could you stop wasting money on predictable, boring, mediocre crap and make something good for a change?

Second of all, if you're going to make a movie where you use Denmark and Danish people and depict the royal family, could you at least do a bit of fucking background research first? It really pissed me off. A name like Arabella. Tell me, please, when has Arabella been used in the Danish royal family? That's right. Never. It's not a fucking Danish name. The names used in the royal family are so fucking predictable, but it's okay because it's tradition. It's tradition to use names like Margrethe, Ingrid, Frederik and Christian (the last two especially). So why the fuck would you use a shitty name like Arabella? And Edvard. What the hell? It's probably been used in some other way but for centuries back kings and crownprinces have switched between using Christian and Frederik, so for the last eight or ninehundred years there have only been kings who've had those two names.

Third of all, why the fuck would they be speaking English together? Jesus. I get the fact that Crown prince Frederik speaks English with Mary, and that he speaks French with his father, but when you're portraying typical Danish people, why in the name of god would they be speaking English? That really pisses me off. When some lame ass hollywood movie shows people who don't really have any connection to English speaking English. Subtitles won't kill you! Seriously. Never again am I watching a movie that shows people from non English speaking countries speaking English together. It's so incredibly ridiculous!

And last but not least, I was fucking ashamed when watching that scene where prince Eddie (*barf*) meets that girl Paige, where he's like assuming that all college girls are cheap tarts who run around naked all the time, jumping everything that has a fucking pulse. Not to put the Danish royal family up on a pedistal, but that would never happen. Why? Because, 1: They go to fucking school and they learn about other fucking cultures and the people of those cultures (maybe you people who made that fucking piece of crap movie could do the same?) so they're not that fucking stupid. 2: Everytime I see them in the media they are the most respectful people ever, and I promise you, if Frederik ever went up to a girl and said stuff like that, there would be hell to pay. I promise you, the Prince would not be walking around like a regular nobody. There would be bodyguards with him, and because the Danish tabloids need some fugly headlines so they can make a living, there would be photographers and journalists following him so they could write stupid articles about the prince enjoying American life or some lame shit like that, and if he did something like what he does in the movie, it would be all over the news, because fact is, we don't pay all that money for them through taxes so they can go and get wasted and act like moronic ignorant fucktards.

I can honestly say that that is the worst piece of crap I have ever seen. Dear god, it was terrible! It was worse than Crossroads, and that's saying a fucking lot. It was disrespectful and just down right bad.

Vorherre bevares, må jeg være fri for det dødkedelige lort af en skod film.

I'm almost serious about that.

I am so sick and tired of guys. What the hell is wrong with them? For the past few months I've had this thing with a guy, where basically, he really wanted to fuck me, and I kind of wanted to, but didn't do it because I didn't feel ready. So this morning I was joking around and saying that I was the one in control and I was the one who'll decide what's gonna happen and so on and and so forth.

He then says, "Well, I have a naked girl lying at home in my bed right now, so I'll probably survive without you, don't you think?"

He said that he's always been honest with me and that I've known all along that he never sticks to one girl. But I told him about my dad having an affair and leaving my family, and that because of that, I'm 150% monogamous and can't stand the thought of someone cheating on me or being dishonest to me. If he had told me that he was seeing and screwing other girls I would never have even concidered sleeping with him.

I really don't get it. I feel so betrayed. Like, I really thought he thought I was interesting and liked me and was interested in more than just my genitals. But no, again I was wrong. And it annoys the fuck out of me that I'm so naive.

Thats the second time within the past six months that this happens. I seriously need to pull myself together and start finding some decent guys instead of just horny assholes.

And I have a fucking midterm in two hours and I have not studied because my cat just died, and this just does not help at all.

You know those guys who write to you and ask you to send them a picture of your tits, ass, whatever? I've encountered a couple of those throughout the last few months.

Most of them I don't mind, because most of them have been pretty accepting when I say no. But what really pisses me off are the guys who keep asking.

I'm not good at saying no. In fact, I'm really terrible at it, but when I don't want to flash my tits to some guy I can say no, but still very politely. But when I say no why the fuck can't they respect that??

There are very few things that can piss me off more than guys writing shit like, "stop playing hard to get and show me your tits."

No, you stupid ass, I will not! When I say to you that I don't want to show you my body I mean it. If I was playing hard to get I would be pretty flirtatious when writing to you, but I'm not. I'm not joking around when I say that my body isn't yours to wank to.

What's worse is the guys who then continue by calling me a hypocrit. Yes, I do have a nude photo on the internet. But sweety-pie, in case you didn't notice, those photos weren't created as wanking material for you. They were just a way of getting my feelings towards my body out. I don't like my body, but I can still make it look beautiful, which is why that photo is there. There is a world of difference between that and a photo taken merely for your pleasure.

If you expect me to strip down and let you watch, at least have the fucking decency to treat me with respect! Don't treat me like I'm nothing more than a cam-whore who's here to please you. In case you didn't notice, there's a person behind that body. Do you realize how demeaning it is when someone treats you like your personality didn't exist? I am more than just a pair of tits, you idiotic, moronic, pathetic, low-life asshole.

Sometimes I amaze myself... my choice of guys is really shoddy. I only fall for guys who don't like me or have girlfriends.

This time, I fell for a guy who has a girlfriend.

He's my one of best friends, and we've known each other for almost a year, and we've always had that kind of friendship where we flirt a lot with each other, and I guess you can say that I've always had a slight crush on him. But now that little, innocent, friendly crush has become like the biggest crush in the history of mankind.

I can't stop thinking about him. Just thinking about him and how sweet he is to me makes me burst out into little girly giggles. And the thought of him and his girlfriend together is practically enough to make me start crying.

It's so annoying! He's the nicest, hottest, sweetest, sexiest guy I've ever met. And he has this really dominating, really jealous girlfriend.

He's told me that he's interested in me too, which just makes it even more frustrating that he's with her.

I really suck at picking out guys... it's annoying as hell.

So yesterday I was at a Korn concert. Mixed experience. Two hours of waiting outside in fucking freezing weather. Christ, I have never experienced anything like that! It was snowing, and so extremely windy. Fucking freezing, I tell you!

But in any case, two hours later, at 7 PM we got inside the building and got to wait for like, over an hour again. Then Deathstars came on. Words cannot express how excited I was. Deathstars! Oh my god! *does the happy, happy, happy dance*

It was so awesome. They are such a cool live band. And Whiplasher was so entertaining between the songs. The title of this journal is one of the things he said. "When you look at a map of Scandinavia you see Sweden as the penis, and Denmark as the balls. And we all know that the penis cannot function without the balls!" That entertained me :P

Well, after the awesomeness of Deathstars there was another loooooooooooong wait, because Flyleaf somehow took forever to get their shit together. Then they finally got on stage. The first song was cool. The next few songs were okay. Then they played I'm So Sick and from then on I really started feeling sick. Like my brain was trying to push its way out of my forehead. Everytime I opened my mouth to scream or something like that I felt like I was about to vomit, and at the same time I was dizzy as hell.

But I stuck out until they were done playing. And then there came another fantastically long wait for Korn. When Korn finally came on I only lasted three songs before I practically fainted. My friend and I went out and sat down for most of the rest of the concert.

Honestly, I didn't enjoy Korn. Or Flyleaf. I know that the fact that I was feeling like shit probably affected it, but still, no matter how hard I tried to enjoy it, I just couldn't.

Deathstars, however, were pure gold ^^

I AM GOING CRAZY!!!!!!

Being insanely allergic to nickel is NOT fun!

I have two really big (like 5 cm wide) wounds on my lower stomach from a studded belt I once wore, which apparently was stuffed with nickel. I have four smaller wounds on my left wrist from a nickel bracelet. Apparently, those last wounds on my wrist were too much for my body to handle because now I have rashes on both my hands, both my elbows, right where my bra usually sits like out on the sides (I can't fucking wear one now...), my lower back, my ass, all over my thighs, and on my ankles a bit too.

It is SO INSANELY PAINFUL!!

I can't touch myself, I can't let my skin come into contact with any other skin without being about to scream with pain. Mostly the pain comes from these rashes being so fucking itchy. I'm going crazy! All I can think about is releiving that pain and just scratching like a maniac, but I can't, because it makes it worse, and the rashes start oozing this really disgusting liquid out all over the place. YUCK!

And yes, I have gone to a doctor. I'm taking like two kinds of pills and I've got some ointment for it, so it should get better, but right now, it's fucking hell....

I don't get all the people who send out bulletins every single time they upload something and go, "Have you remembered to buzz my picture??"

You know what, a buzz on your picture is something you earn. It's something you get when you create something beautiful, interesting, intriguing, unique. Not something that should be abused just to get status.

Same thing with featured photos. Why the hell do you ask for it? "FEATURE MY PHOTO!!!" Why the hell do you ask someone to suggest it? If your photo is good enough, trust me, someone will suggest it. I don't get how it can feel special if you told someone to do it. I'm seriously so happy when one of my photos gets featured. It really makes me feel like I'm able to create something that's really good and special. It's a great feeling. But how can you be so happy about yourself if you just told someone to do it?

It's really lame, and really annoying to get those messages all the time. Seriously. Quit it.

What the hell is up with this goddamn weather?!

I was biking home a while ago and I crossed a bridge to get to my street, and I was biking carefully and everything, because I know how slippery it is, but so far it had gone okay. But as soon as I've crossed that bridge I slip. There was literally a layer of ice on top of the street. So I fell sidewards, landed on my left elbow somehow and slid three meters down the street underneath my bike.

My ass goddamn fucking hurts! So does my elbow.

It just isn't any fun anymore! It is so cold outside that when I come home it feels like every single tiny little cell in my body is frozen solid. The last few days it's been fucking maximum zero degrees! It's fucking terrible!

I fucking hate this weather.

As we say here in Viking-Land.

My night yesterday was fucked up... I was at a party with some friends, and I wasn't very drunk at first, but champagne makes me dizzy. Extremely dizzy, even if I haven't had a lot, so I was crashing around, falling over, long before I was really drunk. And yes, I got extremely drunk. And whilst a friend tried to get me to throw up I started coughing blood up :/

I feel really bad. It might just be a hangover, but I feel sad and depressed and my body feels dead. So I'm just sitting here in my room, listening to calming music.

I hope everyone else had a good new years eve, and that 2008 will be a great year for all of you :)

Yes, I have first today heard Cupid's Chokehold, and it's good, but I still prefer the Supertramp version.

I've just come home from a really good weekend, despite the fact that I cried myself to sleep both Friday and Saturday night. I'm not that much into going into details as to why... I don't want to end up making this a hate-blog toward someone I really care about, so I'll stop.

I've been hanging out with my best friend, Christine, in our other friend's apartment. We drew beards on each other and ran around in our pajamas like lunatics. Good times :)

But on the other hand... this weekend has given me a lot to think about. A guy I sort of know has been begging me to have sex with him. That in itself doesn't bother me, what bothers me is that he couldn't care less about me as a person. All I am to him is a body he can have his way with. And that really bothers me. It's fucking weird that someone is attracted to me in such a degree, but doesn't care about what's beneath my skin. Honestly, I kind of feel that it's both insulting and flattering. Yes, I'll admit, I'm a sucker for compliments, and it flatters me. But suddenly being nothing but a pair of tits is fucked up to think about.

On the other hand, I am going to the Korn concert in Copenhagen on January 31st! Fuck yeah!

So many things to tell, so much to explain...

It was such a weird situation to start out with. I hardly knew you, yet I was totally crazy about you. Completely mad. And I can't even explain exactly why. When you asked I told you it was because I was confused. And yeah, I am. You aren't helping. You're just making it all worse, to be completely honest, because you make me think too much.
Deep down I know how I felt about you. I'm not sure if I still do. I don't think so. The thought of you doesn't make my heart come close to exploding anymore. I'm a lot more calm about it now. I never admitted how I felt about it. Even my best friend, who I tell everything only knows how I felt about you to a certain extent.
I don't dare admit how I felt about you. It puts me in a situation where I'm extremely vulnerable. It's like jousting without an armour. You're bound to get hurt. I wear an armour which I can't break down. I hide myself because I don't want to get hurt. If I told you honestly how I felt I'd feel so exposed. You have the power to make me endlessly happy, but you also have the power to break my heart. I don't want to be sad. I'm a melancholic person; in some way I'm always kind of down. But I don't mind that. But I have a big problem with being sad. I don't like being sad. I know that sadness can be a good thing, but I don't want to cry over a guy again. I don't want to be in that situation. I don't want to feel unloved, which is what you could made me feel, and what you did make me feel. I'm okay with the fact that you didn't feel the same way, I guess. I needed time to get over it. And I did get over it. But it was just so typical, you know?
You confuse the hell out of me. I don't feel the same way about you anymore, but it's like some part of me will always will. And I still don't know why.
I'm not even sure why I'm writing this. It wont give me any closure or anything like that... I guess I just need to get some things out of my head.
Sometimes I think about, what if you hadn't found me on that other website that day? What if you hadn't noticed we live in the same town? What if you hadn't asked me if I wanted to go for a smoke with you an hour later? What would have happened then?
I don't know... I guess I just need more time. And someone new. I need to get rid of all of this confusion. Maybe I need to get you out of my life. I'm just not sure I want to do that. I care to much about you as a friend.

I kind of hate you for making me feel like this...

Snufkin's hat. I love that hat! Look how nice it is! I want! Ich möchte! Je voudrais! Jeg vil have!

I'd be endlessly happy if I had a hat like that. Seriously. I would. Call me materialistic, I don't care.

I love the moomins in general. But I don't like the English names. Snufkin... so wrong... In my world his name is Mumrik. And they're called mumi-troldene. Not the moomin trolls. For some reason, they're the only cartoon that I only like in Danish. Weird...

I'm really annoyed at Christmas lately. I'm really stressed out, I don't have money to buy presents for people and I don't have the time to make any. It's really annoying, and very stressful. I'm reminding more and more of the Grinch lately :P

I've started seeing this psychologist because my mom thought I had a depression. I don't, because I'm not depressed all the time. But I'm sad, and even more so angry a whole lot. I can't sleep. I sleep max. 5 hours a night, except for Friday nights where I sleep around fourteen hours. I don't really have that much of an appetite and I've been losing weight for no obvious reason, which is kind of weird. Like to see your body decreasing without having done anything for it to happen.

And my head feels like a big lump of clay. Weird things happened at the party last night... Hehe :P

:D :D :D :D :D :D

It's snowing! For the first time this winter!! :D

And I love it! :D

I am so amazingly tired lately. And I can sleep all the time, except at night. I don't get it. I'm growing steadily more addicted to coffee. It's all that keeps me from just falling asleep all the time.

School sucks lately. I hate all the homework, because 90% of it is stuff that I, in all my glorious tiredness, really can't see why I should bother myself with. Really great.

But besides my somewhat sucky school and the fact that I can't sleep I'm good. I'm happy. I think its weird... Two months ago I was dying for affection, attention, all from people of the opposite sex. Now I've reached that point where I truly don't give a fuck and I suddenly have like four guys to choose between. Funny how I'm only attractive when I act like I'm completely uninterested.

I used to have this sick desire to be an interesting person. The kind of person who could impress someone who read my profile here on buzznet or whatever, but I'm starting to realize and enjoy the fact that I'm just boring and plain.

Anyway... my hair is purple-ish black now. Mmh... And I'm going to cut it soon. Think asymmetrical baby-doll :P I'll upload a photo, fear not.

I don't believe I've mentioned the election at all. In that case... there's going to be an election here in Denmark on Tuesday. I am so amazingly excited! I really am. And I'm also so amazingly annoyed at the fact that I'm still a year too young to vote. Pfffht...

I'm drawing so much lately. All over the place, on my school papers, my furniture, myself.. And the funny thing is, I hate my art classes. Now that I'm all old and in high school, I got to choose between music, art, drama and.. uh, I don't know what it's called but it's a class about making films and stuff like that. I chose art. It was a close call between the last class and art, but art won and oh what a dreadful decision it was. I hate my art teacher. He's so dreadfully boring. It's quite fascinating, actually. But he really just has that ability to make me hate art and hate drawing. Arhg..... stupid man.

Tomorrow I want to go talk to my guidance councelor about how I get psychology. Sounds so interesting! But so far, the only way I can find out how I can get into a psychology class is by changing to a whole new different class. As it is now, I'm in a class which has Danish, history, English and social studies as the main subjects and I'm taking them on the most difficult level, if that makes any sense. Then I have French and Math on the intermediate level, and art on the easy level, and right now I have this thing where I have biology, natural geography, physics and chemistry on the easiest level, and I'm going to have to choose two of them to continue on the easy level and choose one of them for the intermediate level. After one year I wont have the subjects that I have on an easy level anymore, and after two years I'll only have the subjects that I have on the difficult level. But what I'm thinking of doing now is changing class so I'll have Danish, History and English on the advanced level, social studies on the intermediate level and psychology on the easiest level. Which means I have one subject on the difficult level where I can choose either French or Social Studies (where I'll choose social studies), two subjects on the intermediate level, I believe it is, where I have to choose either biology, chemistry, physics or natural geography or math (because this way I wont have to take math) or French, where I think I'll take biology and French, and then I'll have to choose two other of those subjects on the easiest level and then I'll also have psychology on the easiest level. There are a lot of upsides to chosing the latter. I wont have to have math anymore (Sweet fucking hallelujah!) and I'll have more freedom as to which subjects I want. There is a downside, which to me is a massive downside and that is that I'll have to switch into a whole new class, so I wont be with all my friends anymore and I'll have to get to know all these new people. Hmm... it's a dilemma.

Wow, I've written a lot considering I just quickly wanted to whine about not sleeping enough.

I'm going to go make a cup of coffee and watch the simpsons.

Fare well, buzzers.

I'm now seventeen

Lately, I have been caring less and less about buzznet. I haven't been giving a damn at all about sharing my photographs with everyone through this site. I've been logging in every now and then, but I haven't felt like talking to anyone or uploading anything or looking at anything anyone has uploaded.

Over the past few months my life has been changing a lot. I've been changing a lot. Things happen which affect your life in drastic ways. Things like these have happened in my life. Not huge things, but things that change me. I've been thinking like a madman about a lot of things, and it's taken up so much time that I've stopped caring about a lot of things that used to matter.

I don't feel like going into details. I just wanted to explain. Mostly because there are some people here that I care about and I feel like I owe them an explanation as to why I've been ignoring them.

But I'm going to try and be more "present" here. At least upload more photos...

Take care everyone.

This is all that matters. These songs, these words, these feelings they give me.

Volbeat - The Gardens Tale

Time keeps painting my darling
Ripped all the flowers in the garden
Oh baby come home, you angels bring her home

Imens står solen over højen
Han mindes den sommer hvor hun strålede
Forsvandt i haven grøn, og træernes sang hun fandt

Time keeps painting my darling
And the garden keeps on singing the old song
Oh baby still I am waiting in the light
Hoping the angels would carry you home

Den sang tog mørket i sin pote
Den bar hans kvinde i dens kolde favn
Og lagde hende for hans dør i silkekjole

Hoping the angels would carry her home
Leaving it alle with my only friend
Her beauty was lifeless on the stair
Oh baby I'll carry you away into the garden's tale
But everything died and turned to stones
I laid her down under the old oak
Seing it all blossom forever more

Time keeps painting my darling
And the garden keeps on singing the old song
Oh baby still I am waiting in the light
Hoping the angels would carry you home

Imens står solen over højen
Hans skygge kastes ud i haven grøn
Forsvandt for evigt og uden en note

Hoping the angels will carry him home
Leaving it all with my only friend
Her beauty was lifeless on the stair
Oh baby I'll carry you away into the garden's tale

But everything died and turned to stones
I laid her down under the old oak
Seeing it all blossom forever more

Time keeps painting my darling
Ripped all the flowers in the garden
Oh baby you're home, you angels where are you.

Volbeat - Soulweeper #2

Settle down for a moment cause your heart is beating hard
Baby you've been my lover, and i told you from the start
Better no promises, and i'll do you no harm

But you're keep on the question i tell you not to pop
But maybe it's been a hurting, it's been hurting from the start
Do you not coping then tear it apart

Never wanted it this way
Oh baby i'm dying i'm crying over it
Maybe you feel it to, oh baby i'm blue

A barren winter came over and your mood was like a fire
7 years and a summer, and you still sit there cry
You're better without me, and you're one of a kind

If i knew that December should bring a silent part
Shaded truth and partisian between disperated lines
Truly now drifting alone in the dark

Never wanted it this way
Oh baby i'm dying i'm crying over it
Maybe you feel it to, oh baby i'm blue

Well it's over and a letter is flying high
Out the window to catch a hand of thine
Could the founder release it's bloody words
Scream the anger and sorrow of a girl

But you're keep on the question i tell you not to pop
But maybe it's been a hurting, it's been hurting from the start
Do you not coping then tear it apart

Never wanted it this way
Oh baby i'm dying i'm crying over it
Maybe you feel it to, oh baby i'm blue
Maybe you feel it to, baby i'm blue

Volbeat - Danny and Lucy (11 PM)

You are one of God's mistakes.
You crying, tragic waste of skin.
I'm well aware of how it aches,
And you still won't let me in.
Now I'm breaking down your door,
To try and save your swollen face.
No, I don't like you anymore
You lying, trying waste of space.


Before our innocence was lost
You were always one of those
Blessed with lucky 7s,
And a voice that made me cry.
My oh my...
A song to say goodbye,
A song to say goodbye,
A song to say...

You were mother nature's son.
Someone to whom I could relate.
Your needle and your damage done,
Remains a sordid twist of fate.
Now I'm trying to wake you up,
To pull you from the liquid sky.
Cause if I don't we'll both end up
With just your song to say goodbye.

My oh my.
A song to say goodbye,
A song to say goodbye,
A song to say...
Before our innocence was lost
You were always one of those
Blessed with lucky 7s,
And a voice that made me cry.

It's a song to say goodbye.
It's a song to say goodbye.
It's a song to say goodbye.
It's a song to say goodbye.
It's a song to say goodbye.
It's a song to say goodbye.
It's a song to say goodbye.
It's a song to say goodbye.

Placebo - 36 Degrees

We were tight, but it falls apart as silver turns to blue.
Waxing with a candlelight, and burning just for you.
Allocate your sentiment, and stick it in a box.
I've never been an extrovert, but i'm still breathing.

Someone tried to do me ache (it's what I'm afraid of)

With hindsight, I was more than blind, lost without a clue.
Thought I was getting carat gold, and what I got was you.
Stuck inside the circumstances, lonely at the top.
I've always been an introvert
happily bleeding.

Someone tried to do me ache (it's what i'm afraid of)

4 7 2 3 9 8 5 - I gotta breathe to stay alive,
and 1 4 2 9 7 8 - feels like I'm gonna suffocate.
14 16 22 - this skin that turns to blister blue.
Shoulders toes and knees, I'm 36 degrees,
shoulders toes and knees,I'm 36 degrees,
shoulder toes and knees, I'm 36 degrees,
shoulders toes and knees, I'm 36 degrees.

Magtens Korridorer - Sara Har

Sara har et job
Det kører okay
Sara har en mand
Hun gider ikke engang
Hade ham mere

Sara tar´ sin bil
Kører ud til vandet
Drømmer sig væk
Står og tuder der
For et spildt liv

Imens går Anja rundt på amf og har de vildeste visioner om døden

Tænk at stikke af
Bare køre væk
Uden at se tilbage
Aldrig savne nogen
Ahhhhh ...

Imens går Anja rundt på amf og har de vildeste visioner om døden
om døden

Lev stærkt og dø
Tro håb og hvad?
Drømmen er skudt

Imens går Anja rundt på amf og har de vildeste visioner om døden

The Offspring - Have You Ever

Falling, I'm falling
Falling, I'm Falling

Have you ever walked through a room
But it was more like the room passed around you
Like there was a leash around your neck that pulled you through

Have you ever been at someplace
Recognizing everybody's face
Until you realized that there was no one there you knew
Well I know

Some days, my soul's confined and out of mind
Sleep forever
Some days, I'm so outshined and out of time
Have you ever

Falling, I'm falling
Falling, I'm falling

Have you ever buried your face in your hands
Cause no one around you understands
Or has the slightest idea what it is that makes you be

Have you ever felt like there was more
Like someone else was keeping score
And what could make you whole was simply out of reach
Well I know

Someday I'll try again and not pretend
This time forever
Someday I'll get it straight but not today
Have you ever

Falling, I'm falling
Falling, I'm falling

Some days, my soul's confined and out of mind
Sleep forever
Some days, my darkest friend is me again
Have you ever
Someday I'll try again and not pretend
This time forever
Someday I'll get it straight but not today
Have you ever

When the truth walks away
Everybody stays
Cause the truth about the world is that crime does pay

So if you walk away
Who is gonna stay
Cause I'd like to think the world is a better place

When the truth walks away
Everybody stays
Cause the truth about the world is that crime does pay

So if you walk away
Who is gonna stay
Cause I'd like to make the world be a better place

When the truth walks away
Everybody stays
Cause the truth about the world is that crime does pay

So if you walk away
Who is gonna stay
Cause I'd like to think the world is a better place
I'd like to leave the world as a better place
I'd like to think the world

So I've been having some issues with my buzznets page. I've been losing views and lots of them. The amount of views on my posts went from 17,000 and something to 11,000 and something. Then I remembered that I had seen something about that in the help forum in a while ago so I decided to go see if I could find the post again, to see if there was a solution to the problem.

And oh... my... god... Are people idiots? I mean, there are just the same subjects over and over and over and over again in that forum. Why don't people look through them to see if the same question has been up before? It's not that difficult. How many times have people asked "How do I delete my profile?" Too many times. It's ridiculous. That question is even included in the thing Mark wrote. Why don't people have the decency to read that? They're just making it harder for the people who are answering in the help forum.

You know what I think? I think there should be rules and a search function. Like so you could search for the specific thing that you're asking for so that the forum isn't filled up with the same questions all the time. And then maybe just like a rule that people should use the search function before posting their question. It's just a waste of space that the same questions are posted over and over and over again.

The search function would also be practical when looking for your question...