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December 26, 2005

   "Writing for a penny a word is ridiculous. If a man wanted to make a million dollars, the best way would be to start his own religion."   -L. Ron Hubbard

December 23, 2005

   Yeah, first update for awhile.  Man, there was a lot of school stuff and personal things I was going through so I could not update much.  I'll probably combine October, November, and December 2005 all into one archived section because one for each month would waste space, and my free Geocities account is given roughly 15 MB of space; hence, I have to conserve.  But anyways, I'm on my winter break, so I can make some updates if I feel like it.  I need to get a job within the next few days, because I was given one hell of an incentive which I will not reveal. 

  So I was watching cartoons the other day.  The Nutrisystem commercial came on.  Nutrisystem is tight in that they send like a month's worth of food.  But friggin that chick on the Nutrisystem pissed me off.  She was like on Joe Millionaire or something.  She was saying shit such as, "I love chocolates, so any diet that lets me eat chocolate is for me!"  and I was like, "Oh think you're all high and mighty because you can simultaneously eat chocolate and diet?  You think you're cool because you're a reality TV star?  Fuck that!"  Then she said "Nutrisystem worked for me, trust me it will work for you!" 

   That's when all hell broke loose.  The Photoshopped before and after pictures were showing, and my retinas turned to fire.  Trust you?  Bitch, you don't know me!!!  Then I threw my plate of food at the TV and punched a hole in the wall (there's plenty of evidence of this around my house).  I then proceeded to shred on my Warlock and yelled "WWWAAAAAAAHHHH" until I couldn't talk.  I needed a glass of milk...

   My brother walked in and saw me drinking the milk.  He said "I'm lactose intolerant!" because he says random stupid shit (such as I'm lactose intolerant, you four-eyed nigger, etc. etc.)   So I was like, "Oh really, I'll give you a dollar if you drink a glass of milk."  He said okay, so I poured him a glass.  He drank it, and guess what happened after he put the glass away?  Fucking cracked him in the jaw!  I was like, "Think you're lactose intolerant now, fool?!"  I didn't give him the dollar, because the lesson he learned had way more value.

November 26, 2005

   Despite my numerous efforts to lambast all religions, I have found one exception: scientology.  I have learned that I am always angry and depressed because I have attained a high amount of body Thetons.  I was walking down March Lane the other day, and there was a scientology booth set up near the mall.  The lady was asking me if I wanted a personality test, which was fun (and free!), so I gladly took it. 

   After the test, I learned that I was extremely angry and depressed and plainly fucked up.  But, I already knew these things; scientology only made it more acknowledgeable.  Like I said, I have a high level of body Thetons.  Thetons come from the brainwashed souls of aliens from a distant galaxy which was ruled by the tyrant Lord Xenu.  Xenu is still alive, but kept imprisoned by some force field with an eternal battery.  I want to release him so more people obtain more body Thetons and be like me.  Then everyone can see what kind of fucked up bastard I am.

   Praise L. Ron Hubbard...

October 29, 2005

   I just p0w|\|3|) my friend Anjuli.  She couldn't get some riddle on Myspace, so I busted out with the answer immediately. 

October 23, 2005

   I can't believe how fucking awesome the laundromat is.  Our washing machine doesn't work, and we're expecting one to come in soon.  Consequently, I took a trip down to the laundromat on Pershing.  I expected the laundromat to be some filthy place with cockroaches runnign around and whatnot, but it was quite the contrary.  The place was clean and smelled...clean.  Anyways, I spent a majority of my time waiting for my clothes to finish while listening to hardcore music (as I always do when I have to wait for something).  I want to work there, if that's even possible, because the laundromat is awesome.

   I've postponed my working on the epic story because I can't find the Energiko (Master of Disguise reference).  Instead, I will focus more of my creativity (and Energiko) towards writing music because the music I write is badass.  I have an idea of what my next Article is about, but I probably won't confirm until the next update I make, which I can't confirm either.

   My taste in music has changed a bit.  I don't listen to as much hardcore metal, and instead I've been listening to more hardcore metal.  What I mean is, the music I listen to nowadays is still metal, but not as heavy, yet it retains the hardcoreness, compared to the metal, which is heavy, and hardcore, that I listened to before I listened to this lighter stuff.  If you don't understand what I mean, then you're not hardcore at all.  Poser.

October 12, 2005

   I'm Hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobic.  Haha, no I'm not bitch.

October 10, 2005

   Today was pretty cool.  I have a stats test tomorrow; I haven't done any of the chapter homework.  Haha, I need to do some hardcore studying tonight.  I made a pizza in culinary arts.  Tight!

   Oh man, Desiree gave me a box of chocolates at lunch.  Some of the guys think it's a bit weird.  I think, that's fucking awesome.  It's fucking chocolate!  World Lit is still boring.  Econ was tight, because I did nothing but talk and make all these gay voices.  'Twas awesome, indeed.  And then, I did absolutely nothing productive in Japanese, as I do everyday.  Hell yeah!!!

   If you don't like chocolate, go to hell.

October 9, 2005

   I fucking hate Sundays and I fucking hate Mondays.  I don't consider Sunday to be part of the weekend since I have to try to get a good night's sleep because I fucking have school on Monday.  I hate Mondays simply because it's the start of the school week.  The only thing I look forward to on Monday is watching wrestling.  And wrestling comes on like two or three times a week.

   So, the people who read the story I wrote think that I should continue it and eventually finish it.  Last night, I worked on some of the beginning section (I started off where it should be 5/8 done), but I probably won't be done with that part of the story for a few more weeks (if I work on it everyday).  It'll be hella epic, even though I don't plan on its public release.  Other than writing a story, I'm writing music along with my cousin Daniel.  We're on our second song.  It's tight.

   The song "Dark Chest of Wonders" by Nightwish is kickass

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