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Saturday, December 27, 2003
BREAKTIME.
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Friday, December 26, 2003 (Saw ROTK for the 4th time yesterday.) ¶11:21 AM e-mail me (0) comments Wednesday, December 24, 2003 Saw Lord of the Rings: ROTK for the 3rd time just now. 4th time should be this weekend. ¶9:05 PM e-mail me (0) comments Tuesday, December 23, 2003 I fucking hate my sister. She had another one of her crazy spells last night. She's was in Atlanta...she had some alcohol for some reason. When that happens, she gets crazy. She say incoherent things, and she's very mean to people who are being nice to her. ARound 2AM, the people in Atlanta said they were gonna put her in a mental institution if we don't come down there and get her. So, my parents to what all good parents would do, and drove down there to get her. Interesting...I had to go to! How about that. 2 hour drive down there, we got her shit. She was just so fucking psycho. "Wal-mart should be like K-Mart because they have scanners and Wal-Mart doesn't...and their buggies go faster." Okay, this isn't funny people. But, it's to laugh. Thanks for ruining my plans for today. So, I had to drive a car back and my dad drove her car back (back == here). 2 hours of driving beginning at 4:30AM! Dammit. I just got back - around 7AM. I didn't get any sleep. I was gonna play DDR with some people today at 12:30, but now, I'm too tired to even think about DDR. This insanity has got to stop. I'm gonna give her an intervention from Hell tomorrow when she'll be back to normal. This is like the 5th time it's happened (in my presence), it's gotta stop. I'm gonna be so fucking mean to her. ¶7:24 AM e-mail me (0) comments Monday, December 22, 2003 Went to the mall...played DDR Extreme for 2 hours (spent about $6). Then, went to Wendy's and got a biggie sized fries and a large frosty. Came back home, watched the rest of Chobits. Then, read lots of erotic stories from literotica.com for about 2 hours. I made sure I was thoroughly satisfied. Now, I'm gonna warm up a TV dinner, and what do you know, I'm gonna watch TV. One more thing, I'm addicted to the song "Right Here, Right Now" by Fatboy Slim. There's something about it that makes me feel like I can do anything. If you want it, let me know. Tonight, I'll probably watch more TV. Fun. Site updates are on the way (like always). Please, email me...suggest to me what I should or shouldn't do to improve the site. I need your input. Ja mata. ¶8:10 PM e-mail me (0) comments Sunday, December 21, 2003 My room is a mess, and I have no intentions of cleaning it up. Why the fuck should I clean it up if I know where everything is at.
I finally got 8 hours of sleep...uh, okay more like 12. I love Sunday. Sunday sleep day - it's day where you worship the almighty sleep gods by sleeping. I haven't eaten much of anything in the last 3 days, I'm just not hungry. Yesterday I saw Return of the King for the second time. I should see it again sometime this week. It gets better everytime. Hung out with my buddies yesterday, that was fun. They all have jobs now! I don't. It's all backwards; I used to be the one with the job, not them. Damn. I ordered some Anime yesterday as well - Ghost in the Shell Stand Alone Complex episodes 1-26, and 2 Hentai movies (which means Anime porn basically). NextDayAnime.com is the shit. Total, I spent about $95. Whoops. ¶3:43 PM e-mail me (0) comments Saturday, December 20, 2003 Dammit, I've gotta take a shower now. 2 days without one is my max. I'll post more later - time to hang out with a buddy...woo hoo. DDR FOREVER! or until I develop acute arthritis. ¶2:37 PM e-mail me (0) comments Friday, December 19, 2003 A letter I just wrote to one of my good friends...now, ex-coworker. (still friends though) Names have been changed. I feel like I've been kicked out of the family. :-( Todd lets some people work only once a week. I'm willing to work any day anytime, and he doesn't even hire me. Todd 2 ignores me. What the fuck have I done to deserve this kind of rejection? I don't even care about the money, I just want to help out at AmStar. Help "my family" out. Maybe I shouldn't have cared. Maybe I shouldn't have gotten attached. Maybe I should have looked at that job as so many other people do: just your average low paying piece of shit job. To me, it was a lot more than that. It was my home away from home. Belonging somewhere, and then getting kicked out. This is such an awful feeling. Todd's missing out, that's all I've got to say. I probably won't attempt to get a job there anymore. To feel dedicated and loyal to a place for years and then to be told, "I'm sorry, we don't need you...fuck off." I'm so angry. I'll talk to you later. Todd is the top manager, and Todd 2 almost-top manager. I have such a strong passion for movies. Working at a movie theater is the best thing for my interest. I probably won't ever work in one again. I have no desire to beg. I'm not kissing ass. There are so many other things I can be doing that's more lucrative. I'm so miserable though. Now, the place I'm hating right now for "kicking me out" is the place I've got to go in order to see Lord of the Rings: Return of the King over and over again. (I saw is tonight...it's the best movie ever, oh man, altogether, the Lord of the Rings trilogy are my top 3 movies of all time.) ¶2:09 AM e-mail me (0) comments Wednesday, December 17, 2003 Yesterday we had a major blackout. The whole building was without electricity for about 10 minutes. It was pitchblack everywhere except for Exit signs. Everyone was screaming and running in the dark. Meanwhile, I just sat in my room listening to the insanity. Well, I went out there and scared the hell out of a some people first, and then I listened. It was pretty fun. In about 20 minutes, I'm going to take my last exam. Japanese. I studied, but it was that: "it's-the-last-exam-and-all-I-want- to-do-is-get-away-from-this-place- so-why-should-I-care" kind of studying. All semester I did C-level work in there, so it looks like that's what I'm going to get on the exam. I just don't care. Next semester I'll do better (like you haven't heard that before, harr harr harr). After the exam, it's packing time! Parents should be getting here around 7PM, so that leaves me with plenty of time to pack up and look at porn sites w/ high speed internet for the last time. At home, I just have 56K :-( . Life ...in general, is just slower there. It's 1MB per second here! It's 56K per second there. Well, when I'm with friends it more like 200K, but you get the point. ¶11:27 AM e-mail me (0) comments Monday, December 15, 2003 Hot damn. Just one more exam. Today is a good day. Nothing but watching Anime. With a Gamecube PS2 and Dreamcast, the fun's gonna last. With no roommate in sight, I can stay up all motherfucking night. Just one more thing, watch Spider-Man swing!!!!!!! Go here to see the new trailer. It is the most amazing thing I have seen in my fucking life. I'm gonna be screaming like a naughty catholic school girl until I can see this movie. I am a bigger fan of Spider-man, than Neo in Matrix land. However, nothing can replace the king...Lord of the Rings. ¶2:49 PM e-mail me (0) comments I have a CSCI250 exam today. I studied for a total of 4.5 hours approximately. I don't know everything, but what I don't know I can figure out on the fly. You know. It's one of those...you don't really need to know what it is just how to figure it out. The best way to study for it is to study how to get the answers not the answers themselves. Uh...I find that technique is great for most classes. There's just so much factual information, it's just impossible to know EVERYTHING; however, it's possible to know how to know EVERYTHING. Awrrr Awrrr Awrrr. It's at 12PM, 3 hours, can't wait. Afterwards, I'm going to relax all freaking day. With some hoes, some boos, some marijuana, some strippers here and there (yeah, we can have strippers in our dorm), and I'll top it off with an all out orgy. It's the end the semester, it's time to celebrate. Of course I'm just kidding...or am I? ¶11:08 AM e-mail me (0) comments Sunday, December 14, 2003 Fuck yeah!! Roommate's leaving in T-minus, 4 hours. It's going to be so fucking nice to have this HUGE (sarcasm) room all to myself, and my penis. But, FUCKING SHIT! I've got yet another HUGE exam tomorrow that I haven't even studied for yet. This is a biggie. It's big. THIS is gargantuan. ...trust me, repetition is required. In this class, I'm struggling. I don't know how good I'm doing, nor how bad. I have no clue. I'm pretty confident that its passing, but who knows. This is one of those classes where your grade doesn't correctly correlate with the amount of knowledge you've learned. I've probably learned more about computers in that one course than I have the last 19 years of my life. It was that awesome. Okay, back to the subject of this post. Some of you are wondering, "Why the fuck aren't you talking about your roommate like you did with your last piece-of-shit roommate?" Well, it's simple. Him and I are friends, and we've been friends for a while (...a while meaning 2-3 years I think). He's a cool guy. I wouldn't want to say anything that would jeopardize our friendship. Sure there's A LOT of things I can bitch about him on this thing, but they're such petty problems - I'd feel superficial if I were to. And with all honesty, he's not the one "making me angry" most of the time, it's my character. My personality. It's all on me. From my past experiences, that's what I've learned. For the most part, it's not your roommate's fault for pissing you off, it's your own damn fault. I have so many quirks, and ticks, and small stupid rules, it's impossible for a roommate to not anger me every once in a while. Here's a short list: 1. I hate it when my roommate or one of his friends drops on top of my chair. Why is it so hard to slowly sit on it? Why do you have to plob down on it. The chair has a fucking hole in it due to all this plobbing pressure. And then they sit indian style on top of it! What the fuck? That is so damaging my chair. Everytime I see them do that, I just turn around, put on headphones, and be anti-social. I see solitude. 2. I can't stand for someone who's using my gamecube controller (or PS2 controller) to have a tight grip on it! It makes the controller all sweaty and greasy. I'm so fucking tired of picking up one of my controllers, and wiping it off because I can't grip it at all. When I play, I don't have this death grip! I just want my shit to last a long time. Everytime I see them do that, I just turn around, put on headphones, and be anti-social. I see solitude. 3. I FUCKING HATE IT WHEN PEOPLE ARE TALKING WHILE I'M WATCHING ONE OF MY FAVORITE SHOWS!!!!! Fucking shit I hate that! When I watch my favorite show, I want to hear everything. I say this time and time again: even the silence needs to be heard. There are subtle facial expressions happening, there's the background music. Experience it! Don't constantly talk and talk and ruin the experience.Everytime I see them do that, I just turn around, put on headphones, and be anti-social. I see solitude. 4. I hate it when someone is watching, again, a show I like, and they're guessing what's gonna happen towards the end. Of course it's obvious, but I've trained myself to not think about the future but live in the present. concentrate on what's happening presently in the show. If you guess something that'll happen later, again, it ruins the experience. THE SAME THING APPLIES TO MY FAVORITE GAMES. Everytime I see them do that, I just turn around, put on headphones, and be anti-social. I see solitude. That's just a sample. As you can tell, these are pretty petty. So I don't even bother telling folks not to do these. They just IGNORE me due to how minor it is. Which pisses me off even further. You may not know it, but I do have a short fuse. I get so fucking angry. Through years of experience, the best way to deal with it is solitude. And thus, that's what I do. Back to the subject, lol. Also, I can't talk about my roommate because we had a "verbal contract." A don't-talk-about-me-or-I-won't-like-you kind of thing. I'm respecting. Sure it's nice to have him as a friend, but I don't really care if we go our own ways. It's not the end of the world. But, I wanted a year with the least amount of drama possible. So for, it's been good. I haven't walked in on my roommate having sex or anything. Actually, it's been pretty boring. But, I'm a sophomore now - boring is a good thing. ¶11:07 AM e-mail me (0) comments Saturday, December 13, 2003 WOO HOOOOOOOOOO! No more Discrete Structures (Math 207). I think I made at least a B on that fucking exam I took at 12PM today. I've been doing NOTHING since then. I'm going to eat some damn food, play some damn videos games, and do nothing ...damn, damn, etc. Though, around 10, I'm going to prepare for studying for my Computer Designs exam (CSCI 250). It's sucks how in order to successfully study studiously, you've got to prepare. Uh, scratch that! Studying in general sucks. Wow, my last Saturday here until I go home - hot damn. Am I sad? Fuck no I'm not. I can't wait until I get the hell away from this place. I sure hope I can get my job at the movie theater back again. ¶6:21 PM e-mail me (0) comments Wednesday, December 10, 2003 Dammit. Time to change the design yet again. I'm just not happy with this. :-( I'm sorry people. It's takes hours to do a redesign thing, and...I do it so much. ¶12:27 PM e-mail me (0) comments The Jerry Springer show is so out of control now. In response to all their legal woes (people in high places telling them they are liable for people's injuries due to fighting), they instead allow women to exploit themselves on national television. These women are now coming to the show in order to get these cheap beads (known as "Jerry Springer Beads", go figure); to get them, they've got to "put on a show" so to speak. They flash their breast while the audience taunts them to show more. I'm not really complaining about seeing boobies, it just feels morally wrong for this show to encourage this exploitation. The people working on the crew (Todd) basically forces these women to go up on the stage and strip. Because of the adrenline rush they are getting from flashing, they'll pretty much do anything to satisfy the audience. Deep down inside, I don't really think it's right; however, it's so fucking entertaining. For the most part, immorality equals entertainment *cough::GTA Vice City::cough*. I'll keep watching, even though it scars my character. ¶11:47 AM e-mail me (0) comments Monday, December 08, 2003 Wow...I need to actually talk about something significant sometimes, lol. I'll do my best. ¶7:28 PM e-mail me (0) comments No more classes. It's over. Winter break is coming. Even though there's no more classes, there's still a lot more studying I've gotta do to prepare for my exams (the 15th, 16th, and 17th of next week). I'm very excited about the thought of actually having some alone time next week (roommate's leaving Sat). Blah blah blah. Tonight I'm going to the CofC singers concert; it should be good. The last one I attended was outstanding! Everything was in tune - something you're not used to hearing after playing in a pep band for a semester. Starts at 8, and should be over around 9:30PM. I know about 10 people who are in it (which is a lot for me considering I don't really socialize). *snap, crackle, pop goes my neck* Damn, it's Monday! Nothing ever comes on TV on Monday :-( . I'm a TV junkie dammit, I need some quality television entertainment. Wow, Limp Bizkit is good shit whenever you want to zone out. Uh...I'm done, later. ¶7:12 PM e-mail me (0) comments Well, I like it. I think this color palette more accurately expresses my personality and the mood I seem to always be in. In the future, expect more "pictures" to be put on here somewhere [somehow]. Tomorrow (or today), is Monday. The last day of classes! It's about damn time. Unfortunately, I'm stuck here until the 18th because my exams are on the 16th and 17th. Meanwhile, I know a lot of people who are going home this weekend. How unlucky for me. No problem though. I'm going to make the best of my time spent at home. Oh shit! I have exams to study for, and parties to turn down. Uh...nothing too spectacular happened to me this weekend. I've been playing the PS2 a little more. It's not as bad as I thought it was; load times are still a bitch though. I need a haircut dammit. What the fuck! I'm listening to Michael Jackson. Not old Michael but new Michael (from his Invincible album). It's just N'Sync-ish. There's maybe 4 tracks that sound like classic Michael, so in all the album sucks. Okay, enough rabbling, goodnight. ¶1:57 AM e-mail me (0) comments Bare with me...I'll get done with redesigning this thing tomorrow sometime. ¶1:19 AM e-mail me (0) comments Wednesday, December 03, 2003 Due to loads of shit I've gotta due (ha ha, I used "due" instead of "do"...wasn't that clever?), don't expect any updates until Dec. 10. Studying is my #1 priority at the moment. Making atleast B's on all my shit is my #2 priority. This site is like # 5 or so. I only have enough time to do my top two this week. I'm sure you want be too sad (seeing how nobody ever reads it anyway except people I don't want reading it). UNTIL THEN, I'll have a "fuck you" close to my heart for all. ¶9:47 PM e-mail me (0) comments Tuesday, December 02, 2003 Time to do a lot of work. 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