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Tuesday, March 30, 2004
BuyMusic.com Goes To Hell.Well well well...the very first iTunes Music Store competitor is going out of business. It servers those dicks right! Read this article from iPod Garage.Today was rough. I had a comp sci test, once again --> I studied my ass off and when I got the test there was a page of something I forgot to study. And what do you know, the professor made it worth 20 points! So, right from the gecko the highest I can make is an 80. My life sucks. I was in a terrible mood all day. (Monday, the same thing happened to me with my Japanese quiz.) One thing that made this day shine a little were the hard nipples I saw today. It was relatively hot earlier in the afternoon, and then it got cold and rainy literally at a blink of an eye. The ladies weren't prepared for it at all. It was great. ¶11:06 PM e-mail me (0) comments Monday, March 29, 2004 Finished The ProgI finished it. It does everything it should do, although I didn't get to thoroughly test it. I'm talking about my Assignment 4 program for CSCI230. Here's some dedication for you: Friday night, I stay up all night - no sleep at all. I'll make a B at least. It's time to study for Japanese now. I promise you'll get some kick ass content soon. ¶12:16 AM e-mail me (0) commentsThursday, March 25, 2004 Sorry.I'm too busy to post or update for a while. Expect a steady stream of post beginning next Sunday. Go check out The Best Page In The Universe. ¶1:06 PM e-mail me (0) commentsMonday, March 22, 2004 I'm loving it.No, I'm not talking about MacDonald's (with their new urban campaign they're pitifully doing). I'm talking about my new DDR pads. I'm Double A-ing everything (for the most part). I already feel twice as better than I was. My stamina is incredible now! - Incredibly incredible. After making an A on Dead End, I made a B on Matsuri Japan and then B-ed Can't Stop Falling in Love. Wow. The old me would have passed out after Dead End, but I can keep going now. It's a great thing. (Don't worry if you don't know what the fuck I'm talking about; it's okay if you're a fucking loser...the world would be boring without losers like you.) ¶5:22 PM e-mail me (0) commentsSunday, March 21, 2004 ...male pms?!I think I have Male PMS. "...irritable male syndrome (IMS), which is marked by plummeting levels of the hormone testosterone while under stress. As a result, men may feel withdrawn, frustrated, anxious, sad, and/or lack interest or enthusiasm in just about everything - including you!" Sounds about right to me. I always seem to have a lack of interesting and enthusiasm in most things. The only reason I participate in anything is usually because a friend really wants me to. I'm semi-forced to go (which is okay). This will sound redundant/dumb to say - my friends are the only reason I have a social life. I owe many thanks. ¶6:55 PM e-mail me (0) commentsAhhhh.I can't take this anymore. I'm tired of seeing people. Is there a place where I can find some solitude anywhere on campus? No! I can't go to the fucking library!!! There are always tons of people there. I can't go out in the lobby (of the dorm)!!! There are always tons of people oing in out of there. I want to play Metal Gear Solid: Twin Snakes goddammit!!!!! The TV is being used by RD2004. Fuck. I'm starting to get homicidal. ¶12:09 AM e-mail me (0) commentsSaturday, March 20, 2004 Review: Dawn of the Dead (2004) I saw Dawn of the Dead last night. It was kick ass! I loved it. I was on the edge of my seat the entire time. The first 10 minutes of the movie scared the hell out of me because it felt so real (even though the zombies will never exist). Throughout the entire movie, I might of said "holy shit" atleast 12 times - which is above average (a good sign). The music was good, the action was dynamite, the acting was okay. There were lots of fresh faces. Ving Rhames was pretty good; however, he was channelling his character from Pulp Fiction. My only beef my friends and I had were that the relationships between the survivors who ended up in the mall weren't explored enough. There was so much potential to exploit the dark evil underpinnings of the human psyche (like what was done in 28 Days Later). Sure, there was a lot of backstabbing, sex, and discrimination...but not enough. There was enough character development so that you got emotionally attached, so don't worry; when you see your favorite character nearly killed (or mostly killed, or even killed), you'll gasp like you've never gasped before. If you've seen the original Dawn of the Dead, you'll be disappointed. Since I have not seen it, I was not disappointed at all. It was great. Feeling disappointed or not, you owe it to yourself to see this movie - it's a nice change up from the flurry of (romantic) comedies we've been having. I love the cinematography, the exaggerated explosions, those stupid characters every scary movie's gotta have (the ones that leave by themselves to fight thru thousands of zombies just to save a dog)...everything was well balanced. GO SEE IT. ALSO, Be sure to sit through the credits because it unfolds more of the story - entertaining in the beginning, morbid towards the end. ¶12:02 PM e-mail me (0) comments A DDR NecessityMy new DDR pad is amazing. I'm so productive now, it makes me feels twice as good as I was before I had them.Friday, March 19, 2004 ping-pong and side of moviesI just got back from going over a friends house to hang out ad play ping-pong. We were gonna pool basketball, but the water was too damn cold. Now, I'm getting ready to play some DDR. Tonight, it's movie night hopefully. I want to see Dawn of the Dead. If no DofD tonight, then definitely DofD tomorrow. Ping-pong is awesome! It was the first time I really played. So much skill is required. Anyway, I hope you have a good Friday - I should have a good 'N. ¶4:34 PM e-mail me (0) commentsThursday, March 18, 2004 AIM Chat: Childhood LiesMe: That care bears wallpaper I've got is the closest thingto a deeper message than the rest of it. Jabre: care bears ? Me: yeah. Me: one minute Me: <Incoming File: "killthebears.jpg"> (null): Direct Instant Message session ended (null): Reconnecting to Jabre <lord0fmorning>… Me: lol Jabre: hah is this a reference to corporate people feeding us products based on falsities? Me: Just watching that show as a child, it painted this beautiful, safe world. And now, I know it was all a lie. Me: yeah, that. Jabre: ah that's cool Jabre: i think that children do need to grow up in fantasy for a while though Jabre: trying to make kids into adults produces people like myself lol Me: and that shade of red ... It's red, but it's not really the stereotypical red we think of. Just another layer. Jabre: so you're really angry at them over this? Me: in a way saying that's red is lie, lol. Me: hard to articulate :-D Me: yeah I am. It's wrong tell kids the world is this way, and then later they find out it's the complete opposite. Me: Sure, you should show kids all the war and shit they show on the news, but you should tell them ...or make them believe that it doesn't exist. Me: *shouldn't! Me: sorry. Jabre: well see the thing about that is that if you raise kids to face adult issues then they dont have the chance to be kids Me: *...sure, you shouldn't show ... Me: You just should lie to your kids. Me: *shouldn't! Me: lol Jabre: yes Jabre: yes you should lol Jabre: let them discover the lies and learn Me: no! It's wrong. It's hurtful later in their lives. More so than telling them what the truth is. Jabre: what is so hurtful? Me: it's shocking. Jabre: were you like emotionally devastated to learn that the tooth fairy didnt exist? Me: in middle school and high school, you learn of how the world is fucked up ...and in result, those are the toughest times for kid to live thru. Me: but, if kid already knows this ...it spares them the years of pain. Jabre: well i think that's true of most kids, and high school wasnt fun time for me either lol Jabre: the thing is i was so mature in my understanding b/c i was treated as an adult that i didnt participate in alot of school activities b/c they were ... inane lol Jabre: so i didnt learn alot about socialization as a result Me: it's a horrible feeling to go to an elementary school where this are told to us just as the Care Bears told us. And you get to middle school, and you're whole life is fucked. Jabre: in other words i leanred stuff before i was supposed to Me: I learned stuff starting in 7th grade. I had the IDEAL childhood. I was naive and everything. Me: the world was this perfect place I lived in. la la la. Me: lol Jabre: yeah well i wasnt naive, except that i thought i was so mature that i was naive Me: i was friends with everyone, no racism ...no discrimination, no discomforts...nothing. And then everything changed like THAT. Me: shock. Jabre: well that's gonna happen no matter waht Jabre: what Me: horrible feeling of being lied to. Jabre: something in life is going to be shocking Jabre: besides you can't have a painless life Me: yeah, i know. But I feel I would be much more socially productive if I knew about how fucked we all are at an earlier age. Jabre: well you have to lower your expectations in life Jabre: as depressing as that sounds Jabre: just do the best you can Jabre: and that's all you can do Me: I wish I knew about people doing things to fit in, and all these stereotypical social groups. It was until my senior year when I learned about it all. And that year was very good. I stopped caring about fitting in, and did what I wanted to. Me: individuality. Something that isn't talked about or encouraged enough in elementary school. Jabre: yeah i agree there Jabre: i was super talented at art when i was younger, but that was squashed so i could learn math and science like everyone else Me: they talk about sex...but I think it's more important to talk about bigger issues. Me: wow. Jabre: yeah so that's regret number 1 in my life Jabre: sex is not that important Me: exactly Jabre: and im getting sick of christian republican carrying on about it Jabre: obviously everyone needs to learn but it doesnt need to be harped on like everyday Me: i know! They make us worry about sex, drugs, and violence ...BUT what about peer pressure, conformity, socializing! That's mroe important. Me: If you fix those things, the sex and drugs and violence problems will take care of themselves. Jabre: Yeah well we have one of the crappiest school systems in the world and that's one of the reasons why Jabre: take people like Eric Harris and Dylan Klebold Me: sex, drugs, and violence are the effects of conformity and peer pressure. Me: !!! Me: who are they? Jabre: all they had to do is fix them earlier by teaching them how to get along with kids Jabre: Columbine shooters Me: oh! Me: WE NEED TO GET BoWLING FOR COLUMBINE!!! Me: please! Me: lol Jabre: rent it you mean? Me: you should buy it. Me: you'll love it!! Jabre: um i dont think so im not that interested Me: yes you are! Me: come on!!! everyone's doing it. Me: lol Jabre: well if everyone's doing it, and i have no semblance of common sense ¶4:51 PM e-mail me (0) comments Went to a pub.Last night was fun night. My friends invited me to a pub to celebrate St. Patrick's Day. "Sure" I said, my biweekly party-ing was long over do. We drive by the pub and discovered that they were carding at the door. One of my friends is 22 (or so), and just happened to have a spare I.D. card. We decided to let me borrow his identity for a while. Since this guy wears glasses in the picture, we thought it would be ever better if I wore glasses ...soooo, another one of my friends gave me his glasses to wear. It's all good. It actually worked! That bouncer was such a dumbass though. My friend went in first, and basically went in right after him - he had to of noticed our names were the same at least, lol. I'm not complaining though. It was 7:30PM when we got there. The pub was already packed! Filled wall to wall with human flesh. Quite a sight. Initially, it took all 4 of us about 30 minutes to get a cup of beer! There were so many people in line (and taking their sweet ass time). There's not much I can commit on because it was pretty mundane. When 10PM came around, it was literally so packed that you couldn't walk around without accidently touching someone's ass with your hand, or worse - your crotch! It was awful. (Luckily everyone was too intoxicated to care.) And several times, I intentionally would put my hand or my crotch in certain locations so a chick would "accidently" rub her boobs or ass on it. I have to say, that was the highlight of the night. There was a lot of "accidental" groping.Around 12AM, it was time to go. A friend and I walked back to our dorm (we stay in the same place). That was pretty fun...being loud and obnoxious in the streets. Good times. I saw so many people I knew walking around out there - I had no idea I was so popular. It seems like I'm always in my room alone, but as soon as I leave the dormio all of a sudden a know lots of people. How the fuck did that happen??? (And a lot of people I know are either Computer Science majors, or ex Computer Science majors ...go figure.) I ended up with a hat! Somehow. A green hat, I don't know where it came from. Can't remember. It's cool though - a nice souvenir to remember my St. Patrick's Day at 20 years old. Just wait until next year when I'm legal! :-D ¶3:37 PM e-mail me (0) comments Wednesday, March 17, 2004 Very very good.Things are going good. Last night after I finished writing up "Bitching Part 2" I felt really good. I only got an hour of sleep last night, but I still felt calm & relaxed. Very carefree thoughts. Thru the entire [last] night, I just thought about how cool everything was in my noggin. I even know when I slept a little - from 4AM to 5AM. During the other moments of existence, I just thought about the usual things: what I need to get done this week, who I need to hang out with and when, when should I entertain myself and when should I study my ass out. I practically planned out my entire week. It was awesome. Also, at the moment...it actually feels like I'm in the room by myself. All this time, I've been trying to force myself into believing I've got privacy when I should have just not cared at all. I'm not worried - no more social anxieties. I don't care about shit anymore, and as a result, my life feels right. You should try it. ¶1:32 AM e-mail me (0) commentsTuesday, March 16, 2004 Hoe.hoe. ¶12:22 PM e-mail me (0) commentsBitching! Part 2I recently read this article. This guy (I'm assuming this blogger is guy) describes 10 things he has learned about blogging. I'll quote the top 2:Number 1 really got to me. If I decide to bitch (yes, I'm using the word "bitch" this time) about shit that's happening [in my world]/[in my atmosphere], it's my fucking right to do so. This guy is perfectly right. I shouldn't let anyone's (RD2004 a.k.a. roommate disease 2004) opinion or problems they have with my site influence its content - and how personal I decide to share with you people. What number 2 says is my reality. I have deluded myself into thinking the online me in this blog, and the offline me are two different identities. We are one, the same...this blog is me. RD2004 has every right to feel as if I'm bitching about shit (as did my old roommate - see archives). I need to be fully aware that whatever the "online me" says directly effects the "offline me." I was dumb in thinking since the "offline me" does not effect the "online me," the same can be said vice versa. I'm a dumbass. I got a reality check thinking these things thru. However contradictory this will sound, I'll say it anyway (afterall, since our society...our morality...our country is dominated by a religion that mostly consist of followers who are the most hypocritical, contradictory, condescending dickheads in the world, me contradicting myself is justified): This is my therapy: after "bitching" about something, all my worries seem to wash away. I'll talk about whatever the fuck I want to talk about. I'll complain about whatever the fuck I want to complain about. I'll bitch about whatever the fuck I want to bitch about. I'll blog about whatever the fuck I want to blog about. With that said, I don't think I bitch about things on my site. I just merely describe what's bothering me --> you hoes. So fsck -y if you have a problem with it. fsck -y if you can't respect my form of venting. I'm so irritated. ¶1:54 AM e-mail me (0) comments Monday, March 15, 2004 Bitching!What is the difference between bitching and talking about what's bothering you? Bitching about something means - something happened that bothered you, and you talk about it over and over again. So am I bitching on this site? Sometimes I am, bitching helps. But most of the time I'm not bitching. What I'm doing mostly on this site is talking about what's bothering me - the same thing happens over and over again, and I talk about it each time. If it sounds repetitive, it's because it's bothering me repetitively. Again, bitching is when something happened, and you talk about it over and over again and I'm talking about each little thing that bothers me. There is a difference. I'm sure you think that's all bullshit. If it is bullshit, then why the fuck is there a difference between the two?! If bitching and talking about what's bothering you were the same thing, then why does bitching have a negative connotation and talking about what's bothering you (for therapeutic reasons) does not? Something else to think about - this site is basically putting what I'm thinking on "paper." Since when was thinking about someone behind their backs and talking about someone behind their backs considered the same thing? Technically, I'm not talking at all, I'm writing. I don't know. The almighty Keddaris is having problems articulating his message. I know what I mean, but I can't say what I mean. It's kind of like knowing black holes exist, but I can't show you what it looks like. I've been thinking about all of this last night; took me an hour to fall asleep. In and out, in and out, in and out (inside joke). ¶10:23 AM e-mail me (0) commentsSunday, March 14, 2004 Time to GoI'm all packed and ready to go. My family's in the kitchen eating leftover pizza. I went to bed around 1AM - I HAD TO WATCH THE DAVE CHAPELLE SHOW MARATHON! So I didn't get to hang out with friends as much as I intended, but that's okay. There's this thing we all like to call Spring Break I'm looking forward to. I'm planning to "sponsor" tons of Anime marathons, I'm gonna workout (I've already started), and I'll try to become as fluent in Japanese as possible. Plus, I'll hopefully get my job back as a movie theater usher (fun, fun, fun). When I get back to CofC, I'm studying my ass off. I need to make straight B's at least. Having fun can wait until the summertime. ¶9:11 AM e-mail me (0) commentsFriday, March 12, 2004 Joke"Yesterday, scientists revealed that beer contains small traces of female hormones. To prove their theory, the scientists fed 100 men 12 pints of beer and observed that 100% of them gained weight, talked excessively without making sense, became emotional, couldn't drive, and refused to apologize when wrong. No further testing is planned." - from Bill's Jokes ¶5:20 PM e-mail me (0) commentsOh Well.It's all coming to an end. Today at 6, we're having a "family" dinner at the one and only Japanese steak house Anderson (SC) has - "Osaka". I think osaka means restaurant in Japanese. I picked up some prescriptions (just kidding) from Wal-mart, bought Futurama vol. 3 from Best Buy (only $29 at the moment, so go get it!!!), and as always played a view games of DDR at the mall. Tonight, I want to go to the movies to see Starsky and Hutch. I'll probably go by myself since all of my friends are either working or in class (Clemson's Spring Break is next week I think). I've already packed up. I'm ready to go back. I'm not ready to go back to having a roommate, but I'm ready to be away from my family now. They're tiresome. "Fix my computer, come visit me, blah blah blah." ¶4:23 PM e-mail me (0) commentsTuesday, March 09, 2004 Crap.It seems like everytime I get my car washed, the very next day it rains. I hate that crap. You spend $5 making it look pretty, and then the rain just ruins everything. Well, I'm currentlySunday, March 07, 2004 Nuttin' But RelazingI'm at home, I'm loving it (so far)...everything's good. I got home yesterday around 5PM. The first thing I did was drive my ass up to the mall to play some DDR Extreme. It was so very fun. I love playing DDR in the mall! People walking in and out looking at me, wondering how the hell I can do what I'm doing. It's very empowering. And it's great when there are other DDR players around, and you're better than they are. Oh! So I'm 20 now. It really does feel great. Though, I'm starting to label everyone who's younger than me as "kids." My goal for Spring Break is to hang with friends and do some homework. My plans for tomorrow? I'm going to the arcade at 12 noon, and I'm going to play DDR (while the kids are in school). My plans for Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday??? Rinse and repeat. ¶7:25 PM e-mail me (0) commentsSaturday, March 06, 2004 Happy Birthday to me.Woo fucking hoo, Happy Birthday to me.My dad is coming to pick me up around 12PM, so to all my Anderson hoes, I'll be back around 4PM. Dammit, I've got a 3.5 hour ride to endure once again. Well, it's time to back up. 20 years old, damn. 2 fucking decades. 10 years ago, I never once thought I'd be an adult. It seemed like I would always be a kid. But shit! I'm an adult now. ¶10:45 AM e-mail me (0) comments Friday, March 05, 2004 The BIG 20!I'm getting depressed and angry. Not because my friend forgot to come pick me up last night which prevented me from getting drunk, but because I'm turning 20 tomorrow! Whoa, tomorrow!!! It is tomorrow, SHIT. I'm going to be 20 tomorrow. I'm feeling so weird about it. I will no longer be a teenager. I'm growing up...sure, I was legally an adult when I turn 18, but I didn't feel like an adult. I'm starting to feel like an adult, and my parents are starting to (finally) treat me as an adult. I think I've reach the point where it's not cool to get older. You grow up always wanting to be older, and whenever your birthday got around you thought, "Whoa, I'm older." But now, I don't want to be older anymore. Tomorrow when my birthday officially happens at 8:30AM, I'm gonna be thinking, "Whoa, I'm older." The big 20. I swear, the big ages are 2, 13, 17, 18, 20, 21, 29, 30, 39, 40, 49, 50 (and then everything sucks after that). Noticed a pattern? The younger you are, the more consecutive BIG birthdays you have. The older you get, the bigger the gaps get. It was so funny when I turned 19, because it really didn't matter. When you're 19 you still feel like you're 18. But, 20!!! I'm probably thinking about this too hard, but I feel so fucking terrible. And to think, I'm only gonna get older from then on! What is this world coming to?My parents are going to give my car a long overdue paint job for my birthday, and are going to fix my speaker system. I might even get a new subwoofer in the back. Too bad I'm only gonna be able to drive it during Spring Break. (I've got a 96 Nissan 200SX, so something...it's a sports car, manual, 0 to 60 in 10 seconds, lol). Cool, it's make as much noise as I can hour! RD2004's packing up. Why do most guys feel the urge to be forceful with everything. You gotta throw the fucking pen down on top of the table. You gotta drop the books on the desk. You gotta throw the shit in the trash can. You gotta slam the drawers shut. You gotta open the ziplock bag with this great omni-force. You gotta drop the coins in the cup. You gotta crumble up the noisy as fuck bags whenever you're moving them from place to place. YOU'VE gotta do every action with great masculinity. WHY! WHY! WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!! Dammit. It doesn't make any sense. Why spend all that extra energy just to put something in the trash can, get something out of your book bag, anything. Just relax! You don't have to prove your masculinity; especially when you're doing everyday mundane crap. Just fucking relax. Goddammit. So anyway, I'm gonna enjoy going to the mall everyday to play DDR. I love that shit (as you probably know). I'm probably 30% better than last time. I might be able to bust out Exotic Ethnic even, who knows. I'm sure you care, right? Of course not...that makes me sad. Woo Hoo! RD2004 is leaving this afternoon, so I'll have the night to myself. This is gonna be great. I'm planning on buying Bowling for Columbine today. I'm showing it to a friend. If you haven't seen this documentary by Michael Moore yet, I highly recommend it. When I post my next post, I'll might be 20...who knows. ¶11:56 AM e-mail me (0) comments We Lose.We lost our fucking basketball game so we're out of the tournament. I'm so fucking pissed off about it. No more pep band, no more traveling. It sucks. I hate out basketball team. Cougars suck. I'm so embarrassed. We were winning (up by 10) the entire game, and in the last 5 fucking minutes, the other team came back and beat us. We lost to Chattanooga! What the hell? We beat them twice before during the regular season, how the hell did the beat us this time? I'm going over someone's house to get wasted (afterall, Saturday is my birthday...March 6th). ¶12:28 AM e-mail me (0) commentsWednesday, March 03, 2004 The Unnofficial Last Day Before SPRING BREAKToday, I have an interview test in Japanese 201. Am I sweating it? Hell no. It should be a breeze. After today, I won't have anymore major tests. I wish I could go home tomorrow so that I could have an extra 3 days to relax back home, but I'm in the fucking pep band! And this week is the playoff week for our basketball teams. I HAVE to go to these games; it's mandatory. Pep band is a job. Well dammit, I need to study for that test now. I'll try to dedicate 2 hours for it. Oh! And for the first time this semester, I got a solid 6 hours of sleep on a weekday! Went to sleep around 1:45AM, RD2004 got up at 8AM! Not 6AM, not 6:30AM, not 7AM, not 7:30AM, but 8AM. Whoa. And of course i was kept up until 8:35AM, and then it took me 20 minutes to doze off because I kept thinking how incredibly loud RD2004 was when he drunk water out of a bottle. It had to be at least 50 decibels. Meanwhile, it only takes me 2-10 decibels. Soo, I should have a good day today: IT'S THE UNNOFFICIAL LAST DAY!!! woo hoo! ¶10:43 AM e-mail me (0) commentsTuesday, March 02, 2004 Music@hell.yeahWhat the fuck!!! Updates?I've been working like a mad man to add some content to this dingy site. And let me tell you - there's more on the way. This site is going up up up! And then, when you think it's as high as it'll get; it'll go even higher. Dammit! I hate seeing the shadow of my RD2004 as he enters the room. Little trumpets go off in my head trumpeting the end of privacy. *trump trump etc --> okay, that sucked. I'm trying to please people. Please and stay honest. That's the site's motto. That's not necessarily my motto, fuck pleasing people. My motivation for these updates was basically craving solitude. You know. I just wanted to ignore my surroundings, and just do something that feels productive. As I check all the hyperlinks of this site, I feel very productive. Yes, it's dingy as fuck, but it's my dingy site. MY dingy site. Keddaris owns a little piece of the internet. This is my fucking property. This is my place of solitude. What's my escape route?Me: Hey. What's up? Joe Smoe: Nothing. My class sucks. Yadda Yadda Yadda Yadda. Me: Wow, that sucks. What the fuck! I'm tired of that ridiculously repetitive bullshit. X The TV Series, Inuyasha The 2nd Movie, Ghost In The Shell O.S.T., and Intimacy all came in the mail today. 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