Nag Nag Nag!

A few days ago, Himmy wrote a comment to my blog and i replied him, here i copy:

" himmy said...

very nice.....
but tell me does your dad know about your hair?

3:39 AM

Rocky Dennis said...

hahahaha, no :p but he'll see it sooner or later. i think he's gonna like it too.. "

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2 days ago, my dad came to Bursa to help me with moving, buying stuff, repairing etc.. I went to terminal to meet him. 3 seconds after i met him; he started to NAG. Here comes his nags:
"What did you do to your hair??!!! What the hell is that?!! You look so shitty! How much did you pay for that?!! Color your hair into black, now!! We sent you here to study and look what you're doing! I hope non of my friends will see you like that, i'll get humiliated!!! Don't visit your grandparents with me, i don't want them to see you!"
"What kind of pants are you wearing?? Plaid pants look awful!"
"Why you act like a man? Be girlish!"
"Why the hell we should walk that much to go to your house?? What kind of a street is that?!! You're gonna live here?!"
"OH MY GOD!! How did you find that house?!! It's a piece of crap!! You can't live here! Look for another one!!"

About 15 mins, he nagged about my new house. He found it old and dirty. After then, he went to agent in a big temper and shouted to him::
"What kind of a house is that?! Find another house!!!"
Fortunately, agent was an experienced guy and he convinced my dad. He said;
"I've grown up in that street. It's so safe. In this street, someone gets stabbed everyday; but in that street, i even never heard of a fight. I know owner of this house and they're nice people"..
After saying that, my dad calmed down and asked:
"Where can we find a cleaner and repair-man? This house needs some restoration."
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In last a few days, we were busy with that. Sometimes dad wanted to order me some meal; but i said i'm not hungry. He might see my piercing while eating and i don't even wanna guess how he'll react if he sees my tongue-piercing!!!

I hate old-fashioned parents!

My New House!

Last year, i was staying in a dorm. It was too far away from city center and i needed to take 2 buses to go "somewhere". I hated there...
For summer school, i moved a friend's house. She lives alone in city center..
I've been looking for a house for a week. I was gonna live alone, i couldn't afford much and i wanted it to be in city center..
Since last week, i have been looking for houses via internet, via agent and by myself.. Houses are a bit more expensive in city center and they're not really good conditioned...
2 days ago, i went to another agent (here are thousands of agents).. He told me there is an apartment for me. I wanted him to show this flat.
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In Bursa, there aren't many good places to hang out. There are just a few god cafe's that i can enjoy. My favourite is called "Zeppelin Rock Café". Musics are good, people are cool, decoration is great, place is great etc..
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We were going to that house with agent. When he said "It's over here!" to me, i couldn't believe in my eyes! Cos that apartment was just behind the "Zeppelin Rock Café" !!!!!!!!! Can you believe how lucky i am??
We got inside the house. It's on 2nd floor. A family lives under me. It has 2 rooms and a saloon, 2 toilets and a small kitchen. There were TOO MANY furniture and stuff around. There are 3 beds in a room! Previous renter left almost all of his belongings, like couchs, beds, glasses, some food (:p)... Also he left some interesting objects like, a SAW, sanitary towels for tangas, a radio, a bunch of fake flowers in a vase, half drank coca-cola and fanta, empty beer bottles... If i would search more, i'm sure i'd find used condoms also!! :P
Today at morning, i went to agent and said "i want that house". In 15 mins, we made deal, i signed some papers and done! :D
Unfortunately i can't move there right away, it needs a lot of repairing and cleaning.. My dad comes here next week; so he'll help me with all that,,, then i can enjoy my new house! :D

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Poorness + Horniness = Male Prostitution

A few months ago, when i was talking to one of my boy-friends, he told me about a gigolo. This gigolo 'works' in touristic areas and fuck old women. He earns good money; also these rich women buys Lacoste, Gucci and kinda good brand clothes to him.
My friend was really positive when he was telling me about that. He said this "job" has many advantages.
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I have another very close boy friend. He works to make money. Nowadays he works as a pollster.
Today i was talking to him. Here is approximately what we talked:
Friend: By the way, i decided to have sex for money with old ladies.
Me: You're going to be a gigolo??!
Friend: Let's call it "sex worker"
Me: Oh my gosh!!! I could NEVER guess you'd do that!!
Friend: I can make a lot of money and these rich ladies will buy me expensive stuff like perfumes etc..
Me: I've always wanted to have a hooker friend, but now i'm shocked!
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Now he's seeking for old and rich ladies...
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Where are we going?

The World's Shittiest Passport

There are 4 of passports we have::
RED: Diplomatic
GREY: Service [For workers such as truck drivers]
GREEN: Special [Government officers (like teachers) and their family can get it]
BLUE: General

Cos of my mum, i have green one and it eases most of my visa stuff- still i gotta get visa for most of the countries.
Diplomatic passport owners are luckier; but still they must get visa for some countries. Think about,, our prime minister must bring some papers together(such as salary payrolls, hotel reservations, a few portrait photos, returning plane tickets...) and have interview with visa officer!!!
Before i give you the list, i'll remind what is visa for. Visa is for make the country you're visiting sure that you're not gonna immigrate there.
Some countries don't ask visa from green passport holders and even from blue; but they're really less. Only 4-5 countries doesn't ask visa from blue passport holders.. They're really unlucky.. Here i'll give you a list of some countries who asks visa from ALL 4 kinds of Turkish passports!!!
- Afghanistan
- Angola
- Benin
- Bhutan
- United Arabic Emirates
- Botswana
- Brunei
- Burkina Faso
- Burundi
- Cape Verde
- Djibouti
- Chad
- Dominic Republic
- Ecuador Guinea
- Ethiopia
- Ivory Coast
- Gabon
- Guinea
- Ghana
- Guinea-Bissau
- Guyana
- Cambodia
- Cameroon
- Kenya
- North Korea
- Laos
- Lesotho
- Liberia
- Libya
- Madagascar
- Malawi
- Mali
- Mauritania
- Mozambique
- Myanmar
- Namibia
- Niger
- Nigeria
- Nepal
- Nauru
- Panama
- Papua New Guinea
- Rwanda
- St. Lucia
- Senegal
- Sierra Leone
- Somali
- Sudan
- Surinam
- Syria
- Saudi Arabia
- Tanzania
- Togo
- Tonga
- Uganda
- Jordan
- Vanuatu
- Zambia
- Zimbabwe

Who has the shittiest citizenship? I do, i do!!

A Shortcut

What have i learned in last couple of years?

NEVER trust anyone again; who broke your trust before!

İrem's "experienced" guide for guys!

There was a guy in my dorm. He is a typical Turkish guy: brunette, horny, can't get many girls etc...
At first i thought he was cool. Cos is playing classical guitar very well even make his own songs, has deep eyes, talks smoothly.. We were talking when i see him in dorm or in school, sometimes we were sitting with dorm friends and talk...
Once he called me to his room and started to talk about his sex life that i wasn't even asking!! Here i'll tell you his wet, hot, passionate, exciting sex stories. (WARNING: I'm sure all of these are fake; but i looked to believe his stories to be able to tell you later, my dear blog readers. See how much i love you! :p) ENJOY!
I will tell his stories with his own words.
First Sexual Experience- first hole, first dig:

• We went to a hotel for holiday with my family. There was a girl who was also with her family. We started to talk. One night, we were walking around. She had a very small blouse on her. Then we sat down. The wind started to blow. I cuddled her; but her boobs were jumping out of her blouse!! I slowly started to 'heat her up'. Then she said, 'let's go to my room'... We fucked until her family wondered where the hell she was and what the hell she was doing.
  

Other Passionate Ones- on the top of passion mountain:

• I have a relative, but i call her sister. She is about 30. I was staying in her house for holiday. One day she introduced me one of her friends. Same night, she stayed in our house. In the middle of the night, she came into my room and climbed up to my chest. She was so horny for me, her pussy was burning!!! We fucked like crazy horses!! And my sister was ok that i fucked her friend.

• My sister has another friend. She was so marginal and knew a lot of places to hang on. She took me a lot of places and then we went to my sister's house. She had piercing on her tongue (irem thinks: hmm, i think this girl is me in his fantasy world) and sucked my dick!! It feels like a hard, metal thing goes up and down on your dick.. We fucked many times.

• Like everyday, i went to a bar. There was a very hot, blond chick in front of me. We were catching each other's eye for many times. I stood up to go to toilet and accidently hit her. Her drink poured to the floor. I gently raised my hand to the waiter and said "Refresh lady's drink, please, i'll pay!" She was so impressed with that and took me to her car. I fucked her in 15 mins! I wish i could pump in more; cos she was so beautiful!!

• One day i was in public bus, going to home. A girl sat near me. We started to talk. And when she came to her stop, she asked me to drink a coffee at her place. Of course i said ok. We went to her house and had sex until morning!!!

• Once i fucked a girl in the toilet of a bar.. But i don't remember the details.. hehehe

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What we learned from this article? Let's look at my self-made graphics and researchs.
Here is my "fuckmeter" :

And here is the graphical expression:

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