Wednesday, March 30, 2005

Stardate... Wed. the 30th. Shut up.

Ok, today sucked major cajones, but really only down at the last part.

Day started off as me waking up, and as every day that I wake up for school, I ignore my alarm clocks and go back to sleep. Bad move.

My padre calls the house, and I'm still alseep. He's outside in the car. "FUCK" I throw my shit together and run outside, and drive to school, whereupon I forget to fill out the last of my reregistration forms. That sucks. I can turn it in tommorow, so that doesnt matter much.

The day just sucks generally, I want to be home, and I can't be. I'm finally getting my subjects though, so it wasn't all bad. I mean, when the hell did I know that a diameter was a chord? Never. I thought a diameter was a diameter.

Today, though, I'm finally learning how to do some fucking Training stuff. No more just looking on and guessing, I am now being taught by Jared, the Athletic Trainer, how to do everything. Today I went over the wrists and arms, and tommorow, its the ankles. I dont think my foot has ever been that fucking blue. Ever. Ankle wraps are mean. But hey, I get to do them to people soon. Properly, this time, so I won't give them fucked up ankles.

Then I came home and made dinner. Deplorable. It truly sucked.

Afterwards, I merely came home and read Hitler. That guy was an elitist a-hole. I mean, fuck, he came up with all sorts of reasons why Jews were to be destroyed. Why the hell could the fuckin' head of that art school accept him? We wouldn't've had 6 million plus dead on our hands.

I think my brain is dead. I want Friday to come around. I don't have school that day. Want to sleep. Goodnight.

Tuesday, March 29, 2005


Yes, I realize I haven't been updating properly. I have been busy.

Ok, not really. I have been a lazy ass for the past... 3 days. I've been playing computer games, watching TV, reading Hitler, figuring out how to hate a culture because they are there. Hitler is funky to read. He was brilliant, knew how to use words really very well, but he was a total nutter. There are so many adverse reactions to me reading his book. I mean, fuck, its not like I'm BECOMING a Nazi.

What I have been doing for the past few days is beyond me. I've been taking NAPS. I hate naps. I feel fucked up, retarded, loopy, whatever you want to say. It's just not fun. I wish it was Spring Break again. I mean, I don't like school whatsoever. Why must it be so fucking confusing? I get half of what the teachers try and say, but the other half I am off in fuck world, getting my ass rammed because they won't explain anything to the class. For example: Mr Krier, though brilliant, is vague. Instructions to go to instructions is confusing just reading. "You did it right, just go back to the instructions." That is stupid.

For the past few days I have been regretting not going out more often, wasting my parent's money. If anybody, and I mean ANYBODY wishes to go out to a movie or something akin to that, I am most probably always availiable. Just find a way to contact myself, and I can get out of the house in less than an hour.

This is me signing out.

Thursday, March 24, 2005

Day II


Well, first off, I have to say that the Tridium is a right pain in the ass. Do I want to go to mass, which is two times longer than normal, everyday? No. I do not. Today was planned to go out, by hey, Holy Thursday seems to have more importantce... And I don't care if you agree or not, I'm just kinda angry that I am forced to go somewhere that I will probably sleep in. Did God not say that all he wanted was one hour a week? Right now, it looks like I shouldn't have to go to mass for the next 10 week. I am going to hell, I know. Don't remind me.

Ok, so the day started out well enough. Woke up at around 11'ish, and I knew that the day wasn't going to be severely interesting. The day was planned to have a movie, but hey, Tridium gets in the way. So until 7:30, I had to stare at a computer screen. Now, what happened while I stared was different...

I was forced to fix and refix a game server that was being stubborn. I realize now that EA Games is a corporation full of Nazis, Demons, and Facist Communists. What a great mix that is ruling the gaming class of America. About... 7 of us... I think, were trying to get the server up and running again. As a person known as 'Sonan' said, "EA is trying to assfuck good games behind a black shroud. Too bad we can hear it." Hes got it down pat, really. They are EVIL!

And that summed up most of my day up until 7:30 where I was forced to deal with a very... very... Long... Mass... Smelled nice, though, they brought out the insence. I think that there are more ways to ador God more than going to mass. Don't you all think?

So now, it is 10:14. And I am kinda tired, plan to blow up some things for senselss entertainment.

Until Tommorow.

Wednesday, March 23, 2005

The First

Well, so I start a blog. On the same day of a Xanga. This is homosexual that I have nothing better to do than do these things. I feel like a looser! But oh well, where shall I start? Generally these things talk about your day, or things like that, whereas the Xanga I have will talk about things to rant on, e.g. Alvaro.

Ok, then. My day has sucked so far. What did I do? Yardwork. And more yardwork. And fought my cat. It won. I have the scratches to prove so. Note to self that 5 out of 6 of the endpoints of a cat are extremely sharp. What else did I do than this? Nothing. I sat in my 10 by 5 foot window and looked outside while listening to Willie Nelson, DMB, BMG, Cory Morrow, Pat Green, Jason Boland, and some other people you all have never even heard of. Now its 5:01, and I write this. I'm bored.