User:Dalleer
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'''Zha Rodina !!''' | '''Zha Rodina !!''' | ||
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| + | Hello, my name is Mr. Dalleer. | ||
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| + | I'm a twenty-three year old increasingly disgruntled Finnish man. | ||
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| + | == Here's my fine and dandy long-term goals fouh' life, yo! (or perhaps just for the year 2009?) == | ||
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| + | - Finally start studying something really _interesting_ instead of studying something others would only like you to study<br> | ||
| + | - Try to at least get a semi-permanent job position somewhere. Enough with this "pätkätyö"-shit.<br> | ||
| + | - Do not go to Ostrobothnia. That region could best described in your life as being in the "so long and thanks for all the fish"-stage. Also, the Vaasa West Side Bloods<br> still have an ongoing feud with you. They see me rollin' They hatin' !!<br> | ||
| + | - Remember: if all else fails, REENLIST! The army always might have a position for you as cannon fodder somewhere in Afghanistan, Blah.<br> | ||
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| + | == Short-term goals == | ||
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| + | - Start exercising. Start exercising.. ALOT. Exercise like it was motherfuckin' 2005!<br> | ||
| + | - It might not be such a bad idea to let your hair grow longer, since let's face it - you've almost always had short hair, and then when you turn bald, you'll miss the days of having a huge shaggy hairdo all the way down your ass.<br> | ||
| + | - No sugar, saturated fats, Kebabs, Pizza or other shit like that. Just try to keep it simple and real healthy, you're not that picky, bitch.<br> | ||
Revision as of 23:50, 24 August 2009
Zha Rodina !!
Hello, my name is Mr. Dalleer.
I'm a twenty-three year old increasingly disgruntled Finnish man.
Here's my fine and dandy long-term goals fouh' life, yo! (or perhaps just for the year 2009?)
- Finally start studying something really _interesting_ instead of studying something others would only like you to study
- Try to at least get a semi-permanent job position somewhere. Enough with this "pätkätyö"-shit.
- Do not go to Ostrobothnia. That region could best described in your life as being in the "so long and thanks for all the fish"-stage. Also, the Vaasa West Side Bloods
still have an ongoing feud with you. They see me rollin' They hatin' !!
- Remember: if all else fails, REENLIST! The army always might have a position for you as cannon fodder somewhere in Afghanistan, Blah.
Short-term goals
- Start exercising. Start exercising.. ALOT. Exercise like it was motherfuckin' 2005!
- It might not be such a bad idea to let your hair grow longer, since let's face it - you've almost always had short hair, and then when you turn bald, you'll miss the days of having a huge shaggy hairdo all the way down your ass.
- No sugar, saturated fats, Kebabs, Pizza or other shit like that. Just try to keep it simple and real healthy, you're not that picky, bitch.
