Hello everybody, my name is Raoul for those who didn't know and apparentley i'm the only one keeping this BLOODY BLOG ALIVE and i'm glad that French lazy-ass technician came to repair the comp today because i am now able to blog on WapWap again hopefully at least once a week (at the Weekend).
That PC repair man was actually a cool guy, he gave me tips on better ways of hiding my *Cough* 'Private files' *Cough* and which sites had the best [Hint] "Downloads" [Hint]. See, French people can be nice.
Tuesday two weeks ago was pretty interesting. A day Dominic Goy would love, i'm sure. When i say 'Carnival', you guys don't really think of anything more exciting than doing the dishes or revising for a History test. But Bloody fecking HELL it means more than that...
All over France, but in loads of other European countries too, there is a carnival period (which actually spreads over a few days) and a specific day where the main thing happens. And it's quite a big event so a few days before and a few days after there's loads of drunk people in the streets at night.
An interesting fact to note would be that handgun sales are the highest in the year around this time because people are so scared to go out at night unarmed that they load up on Glock 17 rounds and kit up with replica SWAT armour. Well, that would be cool but you're not allowed to carry a gun in this wussy country unless you're with the 'Flics' (Police).
So anyway, a few days before you're supposed to buy loads of ammo for really pissing people off like eggs (Raw, mate :D), flour, SHAVING FOAM (loads of that, sir) and those party aerosol confetti gun things. And On the day you'd better kit out in some old clothes you won't mind never seeing again because you will get CAKED with ... STUFF.
Ok, so you go out of your house on the 24th of February (Mardi Gras, Carnival Day) Wearing an old white shirt and your ISB shorts (Hehehe with love XD), and your pockets are stuffed with useful things like flour for throwing and shoving up peoples breathing apparatus, shaving foam cans, basically anything you can lay your hands on, and take a bag for eggs (but they're obviously very fragile so watch your back). Right. I Step out the front door, look left and right to make sure the coast is clear, and cautiously creep down the street to the square plaza where averyone gathers at 3:00 to kill each other and then to follow this massive wooden mythical creature thing which parades throught the town. 
Oh, yeah, an important thing to remember is to get loads of mates round because if you go out on your own you get massacred. So you mostly see groups of people charging around, rather that individuals.
And i forgot another thing, there's BLOODY TONS OF BLOODY FIRECRACKERS and these smoke bomb things which you have to buy a lot of because they're damn fun and cool but mainly because its the most effective weapon you could have (apart from an M4 with a Dot sight or an infinite supply of Raw eggs). By the time you get to the Plaza (which is only about 50m from my place), you'll be lucky if you've been ambushed less than three times. Once there, anyway, there's all the mates (and non-mates) from school (School is actually called College here, don't ask why) and once they see you (&Vice Versa) let the fucking annihilation begin!
Let's have a funfact! Did you know that shaving foam makes very, very, very, VERY DAMN GOOD hair gel when it dries in your hair? Maybe a little TOO DAMN GOOD? Bloody hell, so i have longish hair right now, and after hardly 20 minutes of ultimate street warfare my hairstlye looks like a mix between SORA (Kingdom Hearts) and CLOUD (Final Fantasy) except WHITE AS FUCKING SNOW!!!! But thats cool. And it's not like you can avoid getting dirty anyway. But avoid the damn eggs (they hurt too)!
And i'm not trying to hint anything but the girls all make the most of it to chase the boys and it ROCKS because its like the only day of the year that the girls TAKE A STEP FORWARD, so the guys can bloody well relax for a bit. Banana.
I hope it was good blog, i make specially for ISB pupils. I miss everyone, EVEN KEL!!!
I really love writing on this site, even if you all stop i'll keep on because my heart is bound to defining how large the papaya cheese diminished in 1973. Have a good drink of yellow keyboard firewall plastic!
REMEMBER: HIT 'V' TO DELIVER A MELEE ATTACK!
Btw the two carnival pics are old ones i found on google, i seriously didn't wanna risk taking my camera, and one of my friends did but it got turned into some kind of fucking mechanical cake. Still works though. Sometimes.
A la prochaine <<>
Raoul xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx <<>
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