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Saturday, 13 September 2003
Delays
Hey, I finally decided to update! OMG!!!
Na, I'm just bored...
Aaaaanyways... School sucks, besides the fact that I can randomly stare at nice asses and upper body parts and mas.. What was I saying? Blah, most of my classes are completely boring and useless to me in a Normal Society (what is that anyways?). All of them except Lunch! Socialization, after all, is the only skill you need to become a successful person in life... Or something.
Anyways, some funny shit happened in driver's ed. here's how it went:
We enter the class and sit down, waiting for the teacher to come... Ten minutes go by after the entrance bell and still no teacher, wohoo! The class starts becoming a dsorderly mob of wiggers, goths, preps and such arguing, and gossiping about ranodom bullshit. All of a sudden, I see a hand fly thru the air towards my friend's face. He "dodges?" it and it hits the person behind him... (turns out he said something to offend someone over the summer) The person who swung at him was some black chick named LaKeesha or something... And he had called her a (uh oh, the BAD word) Nigger at the mall one time. getting a bit off track here. So, the person she ended up hitting was some girl named Amanda. She's a bit of what you would call a 'butch', kind of like my friend Lauren, except more built in a guy's way. Amanda turns around and knocks lakeesha to the floor, in the process popping a tit out of her tanktop.(funny shit O.o) My friend Kevin gets up and grabs it, says something like "hey baybeh (butthead tone), runs out the door and like, hides in the next classroom over. She goes storming out of the school, in the process causing her to get arrested. What a class eh?
Thats about it, I'm sick of typing and cant think of anything else to say damnit... Shortest update ever. wow.
Posted by thisisacryforhelp
at 1:52 PM EDT
Sunday, 7 September 2003
Addicted.
Quarter after one on Sunday, oh how I dread tomorrow...
Yet again, having to wake up at 5:50 AM unwillingly... Just to have to go to one of this states most crowded high schools, to listen to 80 year old Alzheimer's victims preach to me about our countries past sins and how to fucking speak correctly... Thrilling isn't it.
Aaaaaanyways, played a lot of Metal Gear Solid 2 Substance this weekend, along with quite a bit of Soul Calibur 2, which just plain old rocks some MAJOR kickass fighting graphics. Perfectly Synchronized button combos, combined with smooth graphics and awesome lighting make this DEFINATELY the best fighting game out there for a LONG time I hope.
I remember spending hours upon hours playing my Dreamcast Soul Calibur 1, trying to unlock all the art, and characters. Perfecting my skills, learning all the combos for most of the characters, and just kicking some major Versus ass with Siegfried, Kilik, and the pirate dude (wasn't that his name lol?). I also remember playing one other game, that unfortunately just totally bombed, but my god, oh god, was it my favorite Dreamcast game: Power Stone 2.
My friends and I played that game ALL DAY EVERY DAY for like 6 months straight... That combined with Virtual On; a mech fighting game with kickass graphics.(Oh, and one more thing about Soul Calibur, Button Mashing = You CANNOT win this way, you actually have to learn the controls...)
For those of you who actually give a shit about whether or not I got a new pet or tank, or did anything yesterday for that manner, I didn't... The only highlight of that day was eating at the local diner, and the stupid AA Dance that my father and his girlfriend attended... Man was that a sight.
I beleive my friend Jimbo is coming over for a bit today, maybe we'll go to the mall and like... Do something. Maybe not. I dunno. Hopefully we'll just hang out and like, play video games... Because I really don't feel like doing anything much active today, since tomorrow, well you know... Blah, I'm typing too much.
With that, I leave you with some nice lyrics:
The boy's got a head like an atom bomb
Hang him from a cross like the number one son
And he's been waiting so long
To get it on.
The boy's 15 but he's 16 gauge
Wants to get out of his Jesus cage
He's already torn out the last page
It's the "latest rage"
Violence for the people
They always eat the hand that bleeds
Violence for the people
Give the kids what they need
Kill your god, Kill your god
Kill your TV
The boy's purified by the quitter gods
Burning up his cross like a revelation
And his glass jaw opens
Like a puppet head
Violence for the people
They always eat the hand that bleeds
Violence for the people
Give the kids what they need
Kill your god, Kill your god
Kill your TV
This is what you should fear
You are what you should fear
Violence for the people
They always eat the hand that bleeds
Violence for the people
Give the kids what they need
Kill your god, Kill your TV
-L8r
Posted by thisisacryforhelp
at 1:30 PM EDT
Saturday, 6 September 2003
ZzZzzzZZzzz...
It's 11:30 AM on Saturday, and I forgot how beutiful it is to sleep for more then six hours. Having to wake up at 5:50 AM everyday for school, takes a toll on you. Anyways, I'm not sure whats going to go on as far as what I'm gonna do today... Maybe I'll go take a look at some pet shops for a new pet lizard, or possibly a good price on a tank... Whatever comes of this, I'll try and update. For now, I'm going to go take a shower cuz I smell like freshly lain shit on a hot urban road.
Nothing else much to say, I'm still tired...
Posted by thisisacryforhelp
at 12:27 PM EDT
Friday, 5 September 2003
Hmm....
Note: First Blog!
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God damn.... Third day of school and the insanity has already begun... Three fights, all in one day. (Ironically enough its Freshman Friday). Bleah, Sucks this year, because 90% of my friends dropped from like honors and cp down to regular classes... Therefore, I have damn near noone to talk to, except for lunch.
Aaaaanyways, my summer wasn't too bad... got to go to Summer Sanitarium (Row E Seat 12 wooha 5 rows back almost center) And Ozzfest (Another row e, but seats 36 and 37, even better, 5 rows back and DEAD CENTER!). But GOD was I pissed when I found out that fucking Ozzy was too drunk and sick to perform at HIS OWN CONCERT!!!! Korn pretty much made up for it, and Manson... Need I say more? The moshpits were pretty insane... when Cradle of Filth, and Disturbed came one... I got to crowd surf... But that was for a reason... You see, when they came on, if you went anywhere near those well... shall I say wrestling matches (moshpits) you were going to get something kicked punched, piercings pulled out, or thrown on to the cement... I still went in, got punched maybe 3 times and said fuck it... I left the pits after that for the rest of the concert.
Got off topic a bit there... Here's the deal with what went on at school:
First Day: Nothing happened really, besides those axylthonopic MORONS fucked my schedule up to no end. They had me (I'm a sophomore btw) In a junior vocational school (only for ADVANCED juniors too...) named microcomputer tech. I was alright with that since thats what I planned on getting a career in, either that or herpatology, don't ask... Well, here's how the schedule was originally set up:
Per1~5 Free (wtf?)
Period 6 Gym
Period 7 Lunch
Periods 8~11 Voc.
Now tell me that isn't fucked up...
Here's how it ended up after four hours of running back and forth between my case worker and my counselor:
Per. 1. Phys. Ed./Driver's Ed.
Per. 2. Geometry 2-CP
Per. 3. Latin II Acc. (accelerated, same as honors)
Per. 4. Cysco Networking II
Per. 5/6. (One period split in half) USI Honors
Per. 7. Lunch
Per. 8/9 (same deal as before) Lab Chem. Honors
Per. 10. (Tues and thurs are another Chem) Study Hall
Per. 11. English II-CP
Not bad eh? I'm no brain-monger but I'd say I did pretty good. I dont really like my schedule, as I sad before, due to the 'friendless atmosphere' but hell, It gets me 52 Credits (wooha, only 37.5 needed per year) and that's a pretty damn good deal.Hit quite a few short Freshmen today, Lol. IMO it was pointless, if anything, I think I lowered my intelligence level 3% for conforming. Feel free to send me hate mail or if you find me mysteriously walking down your street (right...) you have every right to smack me, it may just help.
Anyways, I'll take a blatant copy off my friend's blog and leave you guys with some nice ozzy lyrics.
(Hehe, peter..)
There are no unlockable doors
There are no unwinnable wars
There are no unrightable wrongs
Or unsingable songs
There are no unbeatable odds
There are no believable gods
There are no unnamable names
Shall I say it again, yeah
There are no impossible dreams
There are no invisible seams
Each night when the day is through
I don't ask much
I just want you
I just want you
There are no uncriminal crimes
There are no unrhymable rhymes
There are no identical twins or
forgivable sins
There are no incurable ills
There are no unkillable thrills
One thing and you know it's true,
I don't ask much
I just want you
I just want you
I just want you
I just want you
I'm sick and tired of bein' sick and tired
I used to go to bed so high and wired, yeah - yeah, yeah, yeah
I think I'll buy myself some plastic water
I guess I should have married Lennon's daughter, yeah - yeah, yeah, yeah
There are no unachievable goals
There are no unsaveable souls
No legitimate kings or queens, do
you know what I mean? Yeah
There are no indisputable truths
And there ain't no fountain of youth
Each night when the day is through,
I don't ask much
I just want you
I just want you
I just want you
I just want you
I just want you
I just want you.
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I just want you
I just want you,
Hey, yeah
I just want you.
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I just want you, hey
I just want you
I just want you
Posted by thisisacryforhelp
at 3:56 PM EDT
Updated: Friday, 5 September 2003 4:12 PM EDT
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