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Thursday, November 28, 2002
Thanksgiving. It's an interesting occassin. Food, food, and more food. Oh! ...and of course family. I have to say that this was one of my best because not that many people showed up. And best of all, they were all gone before 7PM!!! I couldn't believe it! Usually, people would hang out here in my house until 10PM. It's nice to see you people, but please don't over stay your welcome. I'm sure my mom doesn't care though. She's unnaturally nice to people at all times. That sort of thing is something I do not see anywhere else in America. I guess that's why I'm so nice...(hahaha, just kidding). Anyway...I'm loving my break. My friend Brandon called. I was afraid that everyone here would have forgot about me! Usually we would talk online, but no one from around here as been on in a long time. Naturally, I thought they had phased me out of there lives or something. when I left for college, a lot of people were afraid that I was gonna change and forget about all the people here. Well, I haven't changed one bit! Now, I'm the one who's scared that the people around here are going to change, and in the end forget about me. It's sort of a reverse catch 22 kind of thing.
Inna gadda da vida baby, ya ya ya ya ya yaa ya yaa ya ya, inna gadda da vida baby, ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya yaa ya ya. Does any one know the words to that song? I can't figure it out, but I'm always humming it. It's like my theme song...the song that's in my head when I walk around that gives me security. That, and Limp Bizkit's "Take a Look Around." Damn, not to mention Linkin Park's Krawling (not Crawling, but Krawling...the one of there reanimation album). I'm trying my hardest to convince my parents to get me Metroid Prime. I'll keep you updated on my progress. Right now, I'm working my mom. I'm telling her that tomorrow will be the best time to get it since all the sells and crap. Plus, I'm telling her I'll be sure to pay her back because of my $250 check I'm getting Dec. 13th. Plus (!), I'm telling her I need to get it as early as possible tomorrow because that game is surely gonna get sold out in a hurry. Hopefully if everything goes smoothly, she'll stop by my room before she goes to bed and just talk to me about it. Of course she's not gonna give me the money, but she'll feel so guilty that she's gotta get it off her chest. It's all a game. You've gotta know how to scandal your parents! If you need tips, just ask me! I like to consider myself to be something of a professional. Blah blah.... And! Tomorrow, I'm spending sometime with friends. That all I wanted to say, but I got off subject like usual. We're not gonna smoke pot, I guess. LOL, I'm just playing. I smoked my stash a couple of days ago. P.S. - I don't smoke pot. It was a lame ass joke. ¶10:48 PM e-mail me (0) comments Shhhhh...I'm reading. The Bourne Supremacy which is the sequel to that kick ass movie The Bourne Identity. It's a 3-part story, and I'm trying to read this book before the the next movie comes out. Where the fuck is The Bourne Identity DVD??? Oh! I'm at home now. I've spent a couple of days just hanging with myself (no pun intended sort of), and tomorrow whoops(!), today is Thanksgiving. After this family crap, it's time to hangout with friends! I can't wait. And then...I'm dragged right back into hell! ¶12:47 AM e-mail me (0) comments Tuesday, November 26, 2002 I want to get the hell out of here!!!! My dad is late. I hope this dreadful dorm burns down while I'm away. Um...and I hope the fire skips my room because I don't want my crap flamed. Anderson SC, here I come!!! Privacy is sweet sweet bliss. ¶3:08 PM e-mail me (0) comments Monday, November 25, 2002 Oh, yes. Tomorrow at 3PM, I'm getting out of this hell hole. That's right, I'm getting out of this hell hole to get into another. I'm excited, and relieved, and blah blah. My desktop looks really cool...I wish I had FTP access so I could post it up on this site so ya'll can see it. When it comes to internet access, colleges suck! I'd rather have a 56K modem and freedom, than have high speed 300K downloads and no freedom what so ever. What's the purpose of having high speed access when you can't take adantage of the bandwidth? It pisses me off. Anyway...I've got one more assignment to do (English sucks ass). I think I'm gonna skip History tomorrow (at 1:30PM), b/c I don't really care about college anymore. I'll I can think about is going back home and relaxing. I'm worried about my grades once again. I need to stop living on the edge. That's all I do. I do average work, and expect to make above average grades. I have got to change that attitude before all these scholarships are taking away from me. Oh well.....English, here I come. ¶7:38 PM e-mail me (0) comments Sunday, November 24, 2002 Bitching. The act of bitching is one of man's best inventions (or should I say woman's best inventions?). What is bitching? Dictionary.com defines bitching as "to complain." I happen to really appreciate all that is bitching, and everything there is to gain from bitching. In fact, the primary function of this site is as a tool I can use to bitch about things to a lot of people. Everyday, there are tons of new problems that happen to me that I bitch about. Now that I think about it, I only post the biggest bitchality (yes, that's not a word) that happens to me. Just imagine how huge each post would be if I bitched about everything...this is one of those post. I got up this morning, and realized that I have no fucking money in my account. Well, I have less than $10 dollars but I can only take out money from the ATM in $10 dollar increments. It's a real drag to go from having all the money in the world ($3000) to having nothing. I know what you're thinking..."you probably blew it all away on boos and drugs!" Well, no. I actually used the money legitimately...at first. I spent several hundred dollars at a time on junk food and drinks (that I openly shared with my roommate). I spent several hundred dollars on clothing (and I still look as every bit dorky now with new clothes, then I did with the old - but that's another bitchality). I spent $850 on a 21-meal-per-week meal plan. I spent $400 on textbooks. So far, the grand total of money spent comes to [drum roll] around $1850...so I have $1150 left to burn. Blah blah blah...now I have nothing. Today, I spent every minute trying to find 75 cents in my room to buy a drink. It took me all fucking day! I'm that poor right now. I'm that nasty water from the sink faucet because I can't afford drinks right now. I am totally suffering right now, and it's not cool. You may not know it, but having $3000 free at your disposable really teaches you how easy it is to spend money, and how fucked up it is when you don't have it anymore. I've learned my lesson, but I'm still gonna bitch about it. I articulated this situation to one of my online friends earlier, and I'm going to try and do it again. I am so lonely when I'm sitting in my [dorm] room. When I'm in here, I yearn to just go outside and socialize with a bunch of people. However, when I'm out [trying] to socialize, I yearn to go back to my [dorm] room. It's just a vicious cycle that will never ever end. I hate this shit! Then I discovered the problem and its solution. The reason why I'm lonely in my room is because I don't have anyone in here that I can connect to. It's really fucked up having someone in your room, and then acting like that person isn't there. What went wrong? At the beginnings of this [now failed] relationship with my roommate, I really made a conscious effort to find some common connection. There were just no sparks I assume. I'm the type of person that needs something to click in order for me to act natural and sincere towards a person. There's gotta be this immediate connection. It never happened, and I hate to say it...but it never will - because I'm a stubborn fucker. From now on, I'm gonna assume that connection will never happen and I'm dealing with it. Any serious communication between the two of us is up to him because I gave up. And from making an educational guess b/c of recent events, it's not gonna happen. I ponder over this, and wonder if it's a race thing. A black white thing. Maybe he's stereotyping me, and assuming I don't want to have anything to do with white people because I'm black - maybe. Maybe he just got the same problem I have...no sparks. From my point of view, however, I didn't really see him attempt to get to know me; I was the questionnaire. Maybe he's just not a talker, but a listener. I'm a listener by day, and a talker by night. ...despite all these assumptions, bottom line is: he did something that makes me uncomfortable to be myself around him. I'm fucking censoring myself around him because I don't want to freak him out! I'm a controversial little bastard -- oh, and cocky, hypocritical, and extraordinarily unique. I am such a unique individual. In my head, every time the lights go out and we go to bed, I just stare up at the ceiling and think, "well...it's your lost. You're missing this awesome opportunity to get to view the world through another perspective." You may be wondering why the hell I'm not trying to get his perspective of the world. Well, that because I'm stereotyping the fuck out of him (I told you I was hypocritical). He seems so shallow. I only push myself into socializing with someone only if there's something to be gained - either I could get a little closer to understanding human nature, or because the person is just so different from me that it opens my eyes to a totally new way of viewing the world. If you stand all my good friends side by side, you'd find that all of them are completely different from the other. I have improved my life as a result of getting an in depth knowledge of their persona. So there's nothing about my roommate that persuades me into knowing him a little better. I look at him, and I see a cliché. One word: hippy. ....so you might be wondering why I don't discuss this with him. Well, I don't want to. It's significant enough to bitch about, but it's not significant enough to push myself into actually having an intellectual conversation with. I am such a philosophical person. LOL (yes, I'm laughing to myself), I tend to say some pretty crazy pointless stuff...but they're all valid. If you hear me saying some retarded shit that doesn't make sense, congratulations! You are officially a close friend; a person I feel totally comfortable around! You should pat yourself on the back. Trust, experiencing me in such a goofy and crazed state is a rarity, and only happens to people I feel could either give me a closer understanding of human nature, or just open my eyes to a totally new way of viewing the world. You're special. You're not just a cliché. I've made attempts to act like that openly to everyone, but I would just get offended by them. In other words, they would be laughing at me instead of with me. That constant fear of being laughed at makes me go in "quiet mode". It's kind of like my defense mechanism. I'm such a quiet person around groups of people when I don't know a majority of the people. They're just not in my comfort zone yet. This flaw of mine has prevented me from having fun at parties. Every time someone ask me if I want to go to a party, I quickly turn them down. I know I will be uncomfortable out there with a bunch of people I don't know, so why torment myself (I'm anti-asceticism if you know what I mean). "So how do you find friends you're comfortable with then????" Well, it all goes back to that spark thing I was talking about. Something has gotta just make me naturally start talking to them with any force. It's just gotta flow. I don't know what specifically triggers it - I'm still trying to figure that out. All I know is that when I get in this drunk state of mind, I'm one interesting character. All I know is that this transformation only happens when I'm incredibly sleepy, or I'm talking to someone I feel comfortable being around. I am such an honest and vulgar person. The real me, not the fake one I play on a show I like to call "Dorm Room Blues," will just be like, "Shut the fuck up bitch!" I say harsh things, but I don't mean them. It's just playing around. I'm so tired of these conservative, stick-in-ass fucks who take that shit seriously. I'm just playing around I'm so tired...of people who are constantly telling me what I should or shouldn't say. I want to say what I want to say when I want to say it (which is why I hate being in my room so much). Censorship. It's no good. I'm the type of guy who enjoys speaking before thinking of what to say. Supposedly, America gives me the right to do so. Unfortunately, the American society couldn't care less. "You've gotta be politically correct at all times, or you're satan!" Fuck being politically correct! It doesn't do me any good! I'm so sick and tired of white Americans referring to me and others like me as "African Americans." Fuck that! I'm not a damn immigrant! Calling me an African American makes me feel like I shouldn't be here...that I really should be in Africa "where I belong." Fuck that! You know what you should call me? You know what my race should be? I'm not black, I'm not an African American, I'm not a black American, and fuck you if you think I'm a nigger! There shouldn't be any fucking races. We shouldn't label and classify people on their fucking race! Yes...for descriptive reasons, say I'm dark skinned. don't call me "a black guy!" I'm not black, I'm dark skinned. Fuck you if you've every said: "that black guy" , "a black guy", "this black guy", "black people", "an African American", etc. Fuck you! If you people want to be so politically correct, understand this: it's not at all politically correct to classify some one by race! Case closed. Anyone who says, "an African American" in order to sound politically correct is a hypocrite. (yes, it's very hypocritical of me to call someone else a hypocrite...screw you!) I love listening to people's problems. I consider myself to be a good counselor because I took some classes in high school. When it comes to me telling someone else my problems...it's gets a little complicated. I have a handful of people who really seem sincere, because they actually give advice and solutions to my problem. Or just simply give me sympathy ..."That's tough" , "That sucks", "True." I'm just tired of people who tell me all there fucking problems, and I try to be there for them...but then when I'm the one who has the problems, they don't have any fucking time for me. I'm just "bitching." Isn't that one of the main reasons to have a friendship? Having someone that you're comfortable enough to bitch about things to? Well, I sure as fuck thought so. There's only a couple of people I know who do this, so it's no biggie. Anyway...I think I've bitched enough for one night. All of the bitchalities (I'm liking that word more and more!) discussed here, I thought about once through uh....yesterday. As you can see, I'm one sad/hypocritical/unique/indifferent person. If you want a great example of an individualist, I'm right fucking here. If you stereotype me, you're one dumb ignorant fuck! ¶4:10 AM e-mail me (0) comments Saturday, November 23, 2002 Laptop burns penis... ¶1:32 PM e-mail me (0) comments Friday, November 22, 2002 I was stuck in Resident Evil Zero, soooo, I had to cheat. I mean, what gamer wouldn't cheat once in a while. I'm not ashamed of it. I'll do it again if I wanted to! :-P Okay okay, but seriously...I'm upset that Extended Play gave the game a 3 out of 5 merely on the fact that Capcom is recycling an old formula! It the old formula already scares the hell out of me, what's the fucking problem??? Tell me that? Why make a good game bad by adding in som questionable new innovations? Capcom did the right thing, so more power to 'em. Anyway..I've gotta pick up my $250 check in about 30 minutes, so it's all good. I'm gonna buy Metroid Prime, and Metroid Fusion, and I'll be in paradise! Pure utopia. ¶3:26 PM e-mail me (0) comments It's freezing, but I'm wearing shorts. I don't have any clean pants, so I had to wear shorts. No biggie. It doesn't matter how cold I am walking from class to class because I know once I get to class, I'll be all warm inside. I wonder why girls are always so cold? They have an indoor heater screwed right inside their bodies (vaginal canal). I guess how cold you are depends on how much muscle you have on your bodies. I'm a guy...and my arms aren't as muscular as my legs. I'm wearing shorts with a jacket (and a shirt of course) on...and I feel just as good as if I was wearing pants an a jacket (and a shirt of course)!! It's a strange feeling. Everything is starting to be strange...WHAT COULD THIS POSSIBLY MEAN? It's freaking Friday! ...let me repeat that again... It's freaking Friday!!! And what am I going to do??? Nothing! I might hang out with some friends, but that's about it. I'll spend my time playing Resident Evil 0 and Animal Crossing. More on the exciting topic later... ¶11:48 AM e-mail me (0) comments Thursday, November 21, 2002 Strange.......woohoo.com ¶11:13 PM e-mail me (0) comments At least check this out....click here. It a comic strip that's pretty funny! It's something I though about doing, but I now see that someone has beat me to the punchline :-( . ¶10:36 PM e-mail me (0) comments I got Resident Evil 0 today. Even though I haven't beat the first on yet that came out for gamecube, I still started playing this one. Seriously! There are two totally different games that just happen to follow the same story line. Resident Evil 0 is so much more easier than Resident Evil (GC). First of all...there are no super zombies (at lest none that I know of yet). There are 3 different diffuculties, instead of just "hard as hell" and "hard". I'm playing it on easy...I got 80+ bullets within the first 15 minutes, and zombies only take about 4 shots to stop. I killed a huge scorpion with a handgun! It kept hitting me, but I didn't take any fucking damage...seriously! Anyway, that's that. I think I did a sucky job today. That's only because I'm a perfectionist. Eewwww, I'm talking about my jazz performance today...what did you think I was talking about? I wasn't perfect, therefore I'm kicking myself in the ass. The song we were performing was hard as hell, and well...that central idea was ellaborated even further throughout the piece. I will do better. I will kick ass next time. I WILL PRACTICE MORE! I haven't been practicing because I have doing to the practice room because it's such a long ass walk to get there, and I've been sparing my roommate from the pain and agony that somehow occurrs whenever I buzz into my boner (aka trombone). I'm already getting for the Fall 2003 semester! I'm garaunteed a cool roommate! I know people now, so I don't have to get stuck with someone I'm indifferent to. No more annoyances, just pure anarchy. (Yes, an anarchy is a lot better scenario than the annoyances I deal with with daily.) I'm tired of getting pissed off, and then having those piss off-able instances accumulate into this dreadful feeling of hatred and hostility. (I'm going to snap one day.) I hate football. I hate hearing a football announcer trying his best to make something lacking more exciting than it really is. Football is only a tool meant for making money, especially the NFL. College sports is the purest and most legitament sports. They feature people who just want to play the game. They don't get 14 million a year, or nothing. Anyway...sorry for confusing you. I still hate football. I'd want someone to make me do S&M with a fat whore before I want them to make me watch football. Anyway...checkout Fucksociety.com ---> give this site a chance. You've gotta search this sucker for funny stuff, it won't just come to you. (Sorry for the spontaneous subject changes.) ¶10:31 PM e-mail me (0) comments Wednesday, November 20, 2002 I've got a performance tomorrow for Jazz Band. It's gonna be at 12:00PM in the Recital Hall of CofC in the Music Department (for all the cofc students reading this). I'm so nervous, because I'm not at all ready. The song is at a speed of 240-260, and it's in 4/4. Those of you aren't music savvy, that means it's very very fast...I'll be tapping my feet very very fast to keep up. This song is the most challenging thing for a trombone player to play; so many fucking eight notes!!!! It's gonna be interesting as to whether I make it through the song. The following jokes were not made by me. My jokes are a little more vulgar.... JOKE ONE. A guy starts talking to two women in a bar, they turn out to be Siamese twins, and they wind up back at his apartment. He makes love to one, and then starts to work on the other. He realizes that the first one might get bored watching, so he her asks what she'd like to do. She says, "Is that a trombone in the corner? I'd love to play your trombone." So she plays it while he screws her sister. A few weeks later, the girls are walking past the guy's apartment building. One of the girls says, "Let's stop up and see that guy." The other girl says, "Gee...do you think he'd remember us?" JOKE TWO. A young teenager comes home from school and asks her mother, "Is it true what Rita just told me? That babies come out of the same place where boys put their thingies?" "Yes, dear," replies her mother, pleased that the subject had finally come up and she wouldn't have to explain it. "But then when I have a baby, won't it knock my teeth out? ¶7:25 PM e-mail me (0) comments Tuesday, November 19, 2002 The Evil that is the DMCA ...I really really hate what's about to go down. They are thinking about making new CD's and DVD's that prevent copying. They will force us to by new hardware to play these monstrosities. That means no more mp3s...I really hate that. I don't at all download music illegally, and if I do...it's only because I the CD hasn't came out and there's no way of listening to it other wise. If only these dumbass record companies would release the artists' CD's before releasing the single. They are leaving us with nothing to do but downloading the song. You can't purchase singles anymore! So we, being motivated to download that one new single, sees the rest of the album's alone (before it's released)...and continue downloading the rest of the album. It's all the RIAA fault that this shit is even happening! Why can't they see that? They're trying to blame us for downloading the music. Now...that's the deal with new songs and crap. Now with old songs, it's different. It's hard as fuck to just walk into a record store and find an old school album. Common sense people. I bought an iPod, which is primarily an mp3 player. I'm fortunate because I will be able to use it as solely an external hard drive if this happens. But think of all the other millions of people who buy mp3s worth over $200! You want be able to put anything new on it. It'll just eventually become a paper weight. It's gonna be tough for Apple too. One of the only things they got good going for them is how superior it is to create digital media on their machines. iTunes, iDVD, and iMovie are the best solutions for average consumers who are interested in making their own digital life experience. The RIAA sucks dick, that's all I'm trying to say. Related sites: Consumers Against the RIAA Boycott-Riaa.com EFF & Scientists Sue RIAA Over Censorship The RIAA is Right, Maybe ¶3:35 PM e-mail me (0) comments Monday, November 18, 2002 See Loch Ness Monster ...a flim by some guy. It's brought to you by iMovie (simply the best free movie editor available). One day, I'll have a camcorder...one day I will create...one day you will be digusted...that day is coming....buhahaha ¶3:25 PM e-mail me (0) comments It's freezing here! I chose CofC not only because it has a great Fine Arts department and Computer Science department, but because I thought it would always be hot...or at least hotter than it is back at home. I'm starting to think it's the total opposite. The current temperature is 50˚F. I'm in a constant shiver. I was suppose to do all my Japanese work over the weekend, but ended up not doing it. I didn't have time yesterday to do it because I planned on doing it in the beginning of the afternoon, but you know why I couldn't. I could have went to the library, but oh well. I didn't win the fishing competition in Animal Crossing. If I would have, that would have been 4 in a row. I bet 4 in a row equals an NES game. Um...I went to dinner yesterday, and met up with one of my buddies. I met some of his buddies, and blah. After dinner, we just hung out. It was pretty fun. I really needed to get the hell out of my dorm room (even though I didn't want to). Japanese is easy, but I just gotta do the work. I know basic Kanji now. I know all of Hiragana, some of Katakana, and basic Kanji (五九三). We've got a Kanji quiz today...i can't wait! (because I'm actually prepared this time) The last two quizzed, I didn't know what the fuck they were dealing with; therefore, I flunked. I did horrible. She doesn't give us grades, she gives us smiley faces....and uh, my face wasn't smiling. My face was frowning, and was crying. That was so traumatic to see a crying face instead of a smiley face that I am so motivated to do better now. (I feel like I'm in kindergarten again.) Hmmmm...I love infommercials! They are so funny! I'm gonna try and find some infommercials online (whenever I can download crap again)... I when I can FTP again, I'll put 'em on my site. You're going to enjoy it. I'm outta here... ¶11:43 AM e-mail me (0) comments Sunday, November 17, 2002 Today is gonna be insane...well, maybe not. I'm hungry, but I'm too lazy to go anyway. I have homework to do, but I'm too lazy to do it. I have a big bass to cath in the Animal Corssing fishing tourney, but I'm too lazy to wait on the large bass to bite. I don't know what to do first, and I'm too lazy to decide. from earlier Alright...it's 2:17PM and my roommate is asleep. The lights are off, and I'm sitting in front of my computer trying to be the "nice roommate" and be quiet so he can sleep. Well, I've been thinking. It's not very "nice" of him to show up at 10AM this morning, probably out staying up all night, and then expect to sleep all day. It's not "nice" of him to screw up my plans of participating in the fish tournament in Animal Crossing. Now I only have 4 hours to catch the biggest fish because it's over at 6PM. It's not very nice. FUCK! DAMMIT! Plus, I planned on doing homework before 7PM today. It's just cramming all of the shit I've gotta do into one little time frame. This was very inconsiderate of him. ¶2:29 PM e-mail me (0) comments Friday, November 15, 2002 Oh my God! It's finally here! ...Friday! (きんよぅび です) I'm loving it! I recently got Tony Hawk Pro Skater 4, and let me tell ya...it's so much fun. I've already opened up 4 levels! And they're huge! Um...I'm gonna be playing that all weekend. Along with Animal Crossing and Resident Evil. That's what my weekend is going to consists of. Daily Top Ten List ...(given to you for know reason at all). What do you guys got planned? A party? Some boos? A neon pink bong? Even though all of that sounds fun to you, it's not fun for me. I like to spend my weekends recovering from all the shit I had to go through during the week. Unclogging my mind and getting everything organized is fun to me. If we had 8 day (or more) weeks, I would go insane. It's like...everything is organized and precisely planned out for me in the beginning of the week (にちよぅび です). By the end of the week, it's complete chaos. I never know what's going on, or what I need to do next. So there! Not only is organizing my life on the weekends fun, but also it's a necessity. (A girl's perspective on masturbation... no reason I included it, it's just entertaining) Well, have fun this weekend peeps. ...in all you're endeavors: movies, sex, movies, sex, parties, sex, beer, sex, marijuana and Bob Marley music, sex, and most of all....driving! I won't be doing any of that. And if I do, I'll be doing those things by myself. (buhahahaha....well, I though it was a good joke so shutup!) ¶2:38 PM e-mail me (0) comments Thursday, November 14, 2002 started book review at 7:01PM finish book review at 10:48PM started english paper 10:50PM ended english paper 1:05AM Yep. I worked on my two papers for nearly more than 6 hours straight yesterday, and that's not including the 14 hours it took me to read that damn history book! I've had one hell of a week. I didn't get into my dorm until maybe 2AM. What as I doing during that extra hour you ask? I started talking to a girl that was in my English class. She was waiting on her boyfriend outside all by herself. So I thought, "It wouldn't be a bad idea to just keep her company for a while." It was freezing last night, and rape was in the air. I felt somewhat protective of her, even though I really didn't know her. If you know me, you know the best time to talk with me is when I am sleepy...I'm a little more entertaining. Well, I was very sleepy. I was saying all the right things to make her smile, and she was saying all the right things to keep me talking. We had a very in depth conversation; the kind of conversation that I'm craving. The kind of conversation when you don't have to force out crap...it all just flows. It was great therapy. Oh! And she's hot! Um...we have a lot in common. Besides our superior good looks (yeah, I know I'm funny), we really are alike. It was one of those kinds of converstions where you know that kind of social interaction with that person might never happen again. It was sad to say goodbye, and that's basically why I spent an hour outside in the cold (wearing nothing but a jacket, t-shirt, and shorts[!]). Now that's dedication. It was great. So at 2AM, her boyfriend came to pick her up...and we said our farewells. In our next english class (whoa! that was today), wew didn't say one thing to each other. So it's like that? She used me, and I used her. (I was mostly bitchin' about things that piss me off like usually, and she was telling me things that intrigued her.) Anyway, it was fun. Well, it's bedtime for me. OH MY GOD! It's gonna be Friday in 15 minutes! I'm gonna stay up long enough just to let out a nice long, "Awwwwwwwwwwww." ¶11:45 PM e-mail me (0) comments Wednesday, November 13, 2002 Hooray!!! I finished that [fucking] book! It's name...."Warriors of God". Let me tell ya! It was so so so interesting! It was so exciting to read about how the Muslims whooped the Christian Crusaders ass. The muslims were winning 2-0, and then all of a sudden the Crusaders come back for a surprise attack! They shoot....and score!!! It's a 3-pointer folks, which means the Crusaders are in the lead. All of a sudden Muslims get fowled (Crusaders take over the city of Arce) and the Muslims get to shoot a freethrow. Saladin steps up to line, and scores (boo!). So that's the end of the game. It's a draw. Both teams win! Want to know something funny! Each point one side got means the other side lost a couple hundred thousand men, and their women were raped and enslaved! THAT'S SO FUNNY! Richard the Lion (the Crusaders team captain), was imprisoned for threatening to kill his coach or something...and his little brother took over, John. The team hated John, so eventually Richard got out of jail and laid the smack down on his little brother. I hate how I can some up a 400 page book in only a couple of sentences! I just pissed myself off once again....(so what else is new?) Anyway, like I was trying to say before I got off topic...I finished the book but now I've got to do a 6 paged book review due TOMORROW!!! That's right folks, it's gonna be another all nighter. Why you ask? B/C I also have to write an English paper due TOMORROW!!!!! So my life is pretty screwy right now. Stress and blah. I'm tired of bitching about it, and I know you guys are tired of reading me bitch (like I give a crap how ya'll are feeling...hahaha). Wish me luck...adios. ¶3:15 PM e-mail me (0) comments Tuesday, November 12, 2002 We had an earthquake yesterday! Read about it here. I felt it, my roommate felt it....but no one else I've asked felt it! I've said this beforee and I'll say it again: it felt like a subwoofer was strapped to my chair and it was playing a Dr. Dre track. It at a magnitude of 4.2...and get this! This is the second one! We had one like 5 days ago (and I didn't feel anything). This is just common sense; another is going to happen pretty soon that is going to be even more powerful. The 1st was 3.5, the second 4.2...how powerful will the next one be??? ¶11:40 AM e-mail me (0) comments Monday, November 11, 2002 Ha! The Gamecube is beating the XBox in sells....finally. Gamecube's 2.7 million as opposed to XBox's 2.3 million...or something like that. I hope this trend continues. I know it will. Gamecube has a lot of strong titles coming out ::cough ....METROID PRIME! ...cough:: What does XBox got good coming out? Not much. (Maybe Cell Splinter...) It's starting up it's XBox Live gimmick. You pay one price of $49 or something, and you can play all your games online. They even throw in a free game. Awwww, and all Gamecube has coming out [and already] out is METROID PRIME, Resident Evil 0 (!), Mario Party 4, Zelda (Feb 2003), ANIMAL CROSSING (!), Super Mario Sunshine (!), Phantasy Star Online 1 & the new 2, Star Fox, and F-Zero. And of course the PS2 is tons better than than the Gamecube and XBox in terms of volume of Grade A games (although not the best!!!!!!!). XBox is a joke, and Microsoft sucks dick for trying to compete in a world where Sony and Nintendo will end up victorious. Unfortunately, especially PS2. Oh! My day's going okay so far. I've read for about 3 hours today so far. I still haven't reached my day goal of 221 pages yet. I'm reading 170 pages today, and the other 170 tomorrow. When I get to page 221, I'll stop and start working on my English paper's 1st draft. College is all about time management. So...I'm getting to work now. DAMMMITTTTT!!!!!!!!! (I just had to get that out of my system.) ¶8:01 PM e-mail me (0) comments Sunday, November 10, 2002 Futurama is one of the best animated shows out there. In my opinion, it only comes 2nd to The Simpsons. Surprise! The two were both created by Matt Groening. Watch the season 5 premier tonight on Fox at 7PM. Trust me, you'll laugh your ass off...unless you're a square. Here's a clip I stole from here. (The site is down for some reason.) I found this site: Smelv1n's South Park Episodes. Because of the agreement I made with my server provider, I'll say that someone told me that you can supposedly download episodes from this site. I am totally against that, and I have never in my life done such a thing. The Digital Millenium Act is my friend, and I love it with all of my heart. If you can't tell that's sarcasm, someone should beat the hell out of you! ¶3:59 PM e-mail me (0) comments Grrrrrrr!!!!!! Yes, I'm growling right now (I'm a fucking Cougar now, so damn right I'm growling!! ...my school's mascot is a cougar.) I'm growling because I'm so freaking stressed out now! I've to do a 6 paged book review on a book I haven't finished reading, and the damn thing is due next Thursday! I hate this shit! I hate this college cycle! There's fun fun fun fun.....and then there's a MidTerm that makes your life miserable. Next, there's fun fun fun fun..... and then there's Finals that makes your life even more miserable. I've got to do this for 4 fucking years!!! Noooooooooooooooooo!! OMG! I can't deal with this. And on top of this stress, there's so much I've gotta do. I've gotta write a tic-tac-toe game for my Java class, I've gotta English paper due Thursday, I've got basketball games to go to, I've got a jazz band performance coming up Nov. 21st, I'm trying to beat Resident Evil (GC) before Resident Evil 0 arrives, and finally I'm trying to domesticate my addiction for Animal Crossing. Yep, it's so fun to be in college! So guess I have no choice. I have to get through this. I mean, it's not like I'm failing my classes! My GPA so far is at least a 3.0 and probably higher. I really shouln't worry about it. It's not gonna be that bad. I just wish there were more rewards for doing good. Yes, and A is nice...but it just seems worthless. Rewards like this: whores. Okay, maybe not. Just playing there. But they've told me that for Computer Science Majors, you can calculate your starting salary by multiplying your GPA by $20,000 I think it was. If that's the case.....FUCK YEAH! If not.....SHIT!!! ¶3:40 PM e-mail me (0) comments Friday, November 08, 2002 WELL...today's been a pretty good day. My classes went smoothly...and I did not once get that "kill everyone" feeling. I had to walk to Wachovia to get a money order...it's a two-mile hike through Charleston. The first time I set out on this amazing quest, I made it (even though it took about 2 hours). This time, I got lost. I walked....and walked...and walked somemore. Luckily I stumbled across King St. (which is the pretty much the spinal chord of Charleston). Once I found King St., it's pretty easy to track my way back. Sooo, I had to go to this store to get a money order. I gave them my debit card....and they said, "I'm sorry...you need to give us cash!" Whoa! I didn't know that. So I had to go find an ATM to get cash. ...::cough::... 45 minutes later, I found one. Then I traced my steps back to that store, which was call "The Convenient Store" by the way; what the hell is convenient about it? I got the money order. It took about 3.5 hours total to obtain. Hoor ---um,..---ray!!! On the way back to the dorm, I grabbed a salad. I've been eating salads more and more these days. Eating a salad makes me feel healthy...or at least visually stimulates me anough to make me think I'm healthy. A salad, some chips, and a banana. A banana. For some reason, I don't feel comfortable eating a banana in front of my roommate. It takes me hours to gather enough nerves to peel the yellow (partly blackened) exterior, and take a bite out of this long, thick, white fruity flesh. I don't really know why I feel uncomfortable eating a banana in front of my roommate. Do you know? (Yes, that's a rhetorical question...it doesn't imply anything, it just for entertainment.) Wow...it's Friday. I really felt like doing something tonight, but most of my friends are preoccupied....err, with sex. See...their roomies leave, or they don't have a roommate in the first place...so they capitolize on booty. I can't really blame them. But(!) There's an awful lot of pressure to get laid. When I look at these people, it's not just the guys that want sex....oh no!!! The girls here are horny freaks! I'm telling you. It could be freezing here, which it is, and you'll still see many many biotches walking with boxers on with things like "COU-GAR" or "I'M-CUTE" written on their asses; the '-' stands for their cracks. You'll see biotches running around here with a rather loose bra on; you can watch a basketball game on these girl's chest! ...um, well...with 2 basketballs on the court at the same time (don't ask me to explain). It's amazing...SPECTACULAR. They tease...those bitchs tease. They want to attract us. I can't stand these girls who complain about us guys being sexist...and complain about us staring.....when(!) they're walking around in Victoria's Secret lingerie! Isn't that fucked up? Well...it's time for me to start reading about the 100 years war. It's a very very interesting book about...the 100 years war. It's a struggle between good and evil during ...the 100 years war. Surprisingly I don't know the title of this book about the 100 years war. Don't you think it should be title, "The Book about The 100 Years War?" .....I thought so. By the way, I have all thsoe links up there b/c I got bored once again. It just a way to keep you busy until the next post. These are interesting links. I think I'm going to start doing this with all my post...it's fun! Thank God for google.com! ¶11:02 PM e-mail me (0) comments Thursday, November 07, 2002 I feel like I've reached a plateau. You know how it takes a lot of energy for water to go from state to state? (when heating water, the temperature will steadily go up....then it slows down....the temperature is barely getting hotter now...this is water's plateau ...then all of a sudden! ...there's vapor! ...there was a whole bunch of energy involved with it turning into vapor....the temperature increases faster now...etc) Well, the moomentum of my life is slowing down now. Nothing's mentally is changes about me. I'm not learning any life lessons. Nobody/nothing is having a lasting impact on my life. In middle school, something would happen daily that would challenge your identity. In high school, this occurred weekly. Now in college, I'm not growing as a person anymore. Something stopped. I need to figure out why. Animal Crossing!!!!! I'm addicted to it. I'm now scared to play it b/c I know I'll play for atleast 2 hours. Tonight, there's a furniture guy coming to my town. tonight at 6PM actually. I can't wait until the fish tournament starts again next Sunday. I now know how to catch the biggest fish! I need to find another gamecuber because I want to go to their town. I'm getting an e-Reader so I can buy Animal Crossing e-cards...and NES games. I really just want PunchOut. I have the original NES cartridge and NES, but it's a bitch to try and play it. That thing is 12 years old! Um...later. ¶6:07 PM e-mail me (0) comments Wednesday, November 06, 2002 XBox vs. Gamecube I don't at all think Gamecubes are for kids. You know what the problem is? Most older folks around my age (18+) don't want to be seen playing some of the games on GameCube because they look too cute. We're not suppose to play games that have cute-looking characters, are flowers, or bright colors. It's all gotta be gore and violence with a sprinkle of RPG here and there. It's gotta be the PS2...a console for the older players. Fuck that! Nintendo games, even though the library is still catching up to PS2, are the most innovative and fun games I have ever played. And in particular, the new games coming out for gamecube. Literally every game had something new or innovative about them. Nintendo takes their franchises and spits them out to us in fresh ways. Nintendo understands what fun it. Fun isn't gore and violence at all times. Whenever you start talking to someone about how good gamecube is, that person's automatic response is, "It doesn't matter, the gamecube is for kids." That's pissing me off. I feel sorry for you people who are stubborn fucks and who have PS2s. Who deny having a gamecube because you assume it's for kids. You're superficial fucks. You're not playing a particular game because it's fun, you're playing it because that's what everybody else is doing. That's what everyone expects you to do. You're giving into the stereotypes. You're a disgrace to all true gamers everywhere. I hope you die and go to hell. Forget about XBox, it's not even in the same league as GameCube. ¶11:00 AM e-mail me (0) comments Tuesday, November 05, 2002 My life is getting so stressed out now. I just got a lot of things to study for and prepare for. I have two freaking test tomorrow. I've gotta read a damn book and write a 6 paged book review on it which is due next week Thursday. I've got an english paper due next week Thursday (I made an 89 on the last one so that's good). I've gotta learn yet another Japanese/Chinese character set; this time it's Kanji...a quiz on that is coming next week Thursday. I've got registration coming up Nov. 12th. I've got quizes up my ass in Music Theory now. The programs I've gotta create are hard as hell now!!! Not to mention I've got some basketball games coming up for pep band; this Saturday I'm playing from 12PM-1Pm ...and then from 5:30PM to whenever the fucking basketball game is over. In jazz band, the music we're playing now seem twice as hard! ....On top of that, there's the socializing. I'm starting to loosen up a lot, and be myself to a lot of people I'm usually a brick wall to. There's gonna be making me feel like a freak (which is sort of cool). So, yeah! I'm stressing out once again! ¶11:36 PM e-mail me (0) comments Monday, November 04, 2002 Did I mention I had a cool day? It freezing outside! It was sort of warm this morning, and then it started raining, and it got cold. I had to run back to my room and crap my jacket! Okay...I just thought it was important to tell you guys that. Laterz. ¶7:53 PM e-mail me (0) comments I had a cool day. I am an incredible trombonist now. I sound good, and my range is out of control! I'm such a modest person though. You'll never see me automatically requestiong 1st parts; if anything, I'll be the 1st to request the bottom parts. I don't like showing off. Plus! I really thing the bottom/harmony parts are more important than 1st parts. It makes the overall result richer and have more color. I'm the only person playing the baritone part (even though I have a trombone), and I'm very satisfied with it. ......I'm such a perfectionist. I'm sitting here listening to music, and when the sound doesn't sound full I'll just keep pushing these new earplugs deeper into my head. I can't stand immature audio. ¶7:51 PM e-mail me (0) comments Plug. Want to know what one of the best headphones on the market is? It's easy...the Sony MDR-EX70LP. Here's a review. These headphones are incredible! These suckers go down to a bass frequency unheard of from a pair of headphones. It almost feels like I've got mini subwoofers stuck in my head somewhere. Okay, maybe not that goood...but these headphones are the best I have encountered. I've got like 5 pairs are $30+ headphones, so I know what I'm talking about. Anyway..to get the best bass out of 'em, you have to sort of angle them downward in your ear. It's hard to explain. Oh! And they're cheap. Cost me $49.99 (yes, that's cheap for headphones this good). Get 'em now b/c these are actually special edition headphones; which means there's only a limited supply. ¶11:35 AM e-mail me (0) comments Sunday, November 03, 2002 The internet was down all freaking weekend. Therefore, no updates. Sorry. Anyway... I talked to this guy about FTP access, and he told me he was gonna go on my site's server and figure out what port to open...or something. I don't know what's going on. FTP is stilled dumbed-out. I'm still pissed. I'm pissed at how this school can encourage building websites (< href="http://www.cofc.edu/technology/student/web.html" target="top">Here), but take away FTP! I'm sorry if it slipped your mind, but you kind of need FTP to make a site. So, they haven't called back. I'm gonna call them again tomorrow probably. This weekend, I had an amazing time. Besides that continuak drainage of my nosal fluids, and an increase in my overall body heat...oh! And the internet being down...it was very good. Mainly because I slept the best I have ever slept since I got here. I had the best dreams! There were so many! One... I was shopping at Old Navy, and I chose a 'L' shirt instead of 'XL'.....WOW! That was a good dream. No mysterious women with wigs fucking me. Then, I was a monster walking around in my Grandma's house. Something was making me scare the hell out of her. Like, it was my job. Anyway...I woke up 10 hours later. I slept for 10 hourse straight without waking up any. That's unheard of! It was wonderful. When I woke up, I had to pee like hell. That was the only bad thing about it. So I'm sitting in front of my computer. I took a shower, but I didn't put on any deoderant. Sooo, my armpits are all sticking together and crap. I'm going to bed now. I did laundry...and I 'm tired. ¶11:49 PM e-mail me (0) comments Friday, November 01, 2002 Man!!!!!! Where to begin. Yesterday was Halloween. I didn't have time to update this blog yesterday because of all the chaos!!! Okay... halloween + college = insanity! Can't you tell how hyped it was from the use of all the exclamation points!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!! ....!!!!!!!! So my plans for yesterday were to go over a friend's dorm and watch scary movies in the lobby all night. Yes, I know that's a little boring but I'm not a party guy. Well, okay maybe I am. I don't go to parties because I know I'll party too hard. I somewhat mean that literally. I get crazy..psycho. HORNY! Can somebody say "dry humping"? So I spent my halloween watching movies, but it wasn't boring at all. I was sitting in the lobby, therefore I could see all the people leaving to go to these frat/sorority halloween parties. OMG!!!!!! (yes, again with the exclamation points) I swear! I've never seen so much cleavage, belly buttons, or spandex in my life!!!!! Thank you Brittany Spears! You've inspired lots of girls to dress as catholic school girls. Damn! Almost all girls were either catholic school girls, devils, or just sluts. It was freezing outside! I felt sorry for them, but I didn't mind the entertainment. Here are some of the highlights of costumes I saw last night: Catholic School Girl (Thank you brittany again) Mario (someone had a full sized mario costume, complete with the fake face) Ninja Turtle (what the fuck! it wasn't even a shell...it was a cardboard box!) Bikinis! (It was cold as fuck, and people were wearing bikinis) Witches (boring) Shaggy/Daphne/etc. (The idea is cool, but the costumes I saw sucked!) Playboy Bunnies (Halleluja!!!!) Toga Freaks (People only wearing bed sheets!) Plus: devils, angels (complete with wings and belly button) , Hawaiian surfers, sherlock, porn stars (don't ask), vampires, drag queens A funny thing happened. Some kids came in the lobby dressed as Jason (Friday the 13th), and did tha "Trick or TReat" crap. Everyone was like, "Fuck off!!!" I thought those kids were gonna cry, but hell no. They were like, "You better make sure this fucking door is locked tonight!" Man! They cussed. ...kids today. So I ate pizza. Blah blah blah. Around 12AM, it was time for me to go. My friend was pretty tired. He walked me out. There's a frat house right next to his dorm, so of course there was a party going on. There were cops in front, and this guy was apologizing about something. The music was loud. This a girl , or should I say angel (?), was obviously drunk in front of the house. She was stumbling on everything. THis guy grabbed her hand, and they went behind the house. An angel got raped on Halloween, HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! (well, it's funny to me.) Anyway, me and my friend stopped watching..and I said adios. I didn't stop there. I got on King St. (if you don't know, bourbon St. to Louisiana is like King St. is to Charleston....of course Charleston isn't a state, but who really knows what city Bourbon St. is located?) Anyway, I saw a lot of freaky things. It was After midnight, so everyone was drunk. All the girls were slapping guys asses, and I'm assuming all the guys were raping them in retaliation (hahahaha, again it's funny to me). I wish I had a camcorder. I can't really describe what I saw. People were humping each other dryly, girls were grabbing their breast trying to make the guys around them sprout hardons, it was freedom. It was fun. I'll have a camcorder next semester, and I'll film a lot of the crap I see...and put it on the website. Just you wait. I have a slight hangover right now. Sometime during the scary movies, I went back to my friends' room and took a shot of moonshine. It was a little bitty shot. It was about half a cup. My friend didn't think I could do it, but I showed him. And it wasn't peer pressure. I really wanted to do it. I then took a shot of rubbing alcohol. I told him that the moonshine smelt like rubbing alcohol, so I drunk some of the rubbing alcohol to make sure. Rubbing Alcohol will fuck you up. It not only "burns" when it goes down...the burn stays in your throat. It burns for several minutes later. I guess I'm lucky I'm not dead, right? It is toxic. Halloween was crazy, mad fun. I have to say this is my craziest Halloween....well, never mind. I had one Halloween about 3 years ago that was very interesting. I'll never forget that. 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