9/9/02
Whatever Todd. I saw your face last night and woke up screaming. Errr... Me and David have deemed you the male version of Dene. You and Dene are just too blunt for your own good. I'm at least justified when I compain. You and Dene are just jerks. If you read David's rants, Dene walked up to him for no reason and told him to stop laughing because he has an ugly laugh. Way to go Todd. Make sure next time you talk shit find a person without a voice. That way you might have a chance.
9/8/02
Dear Todd,
Well, I was recently quipped at by a crybaby little bia that can't respect peoples opinions. Hey Todd, there are people out there that think some people are stupid and if you want to be friends with these losers, well, what does that say about you? I was cool with you, but if you want to take shots at my site, then do it. See if I care about you and all your wanna be friends. And you said something about "I'd have more friends if I didn't hate people from first impressions." Guess what stoops, you said that you've only talked to me like five minutes, then how the fuck do you know that I've only met these people once? Are you a moron? Why don't you get your facts right? I've known Jacob Barker Sheister since 9th grade. Now, I'm a generally friendly person, and I'm pretty outgoing. I don't have a lot of trouble meeting people. Everytime I've made an attempt to talk to Jacob, he seemed pretty cool. Pretty cool until you even somewhat become friends with him and you realize that he will ditch you when he figures out that he has "cooler" friends in the class. People like that have no integrity if you ask me. And you know what...after that, I noticed that he is like that to alot of people. And frankly, any person that blows off someone else's funny comment and then laughs at the NOT funny thing he says is a jerk. And second of all, did you actually read what my homepage says? Can you read at all? Maybe you've been spending too much time with people like Jacob to notice that the page says "or one of the people here to hate you." My site has more than one person writing for it. Maybe you thought David was a section I write when I am in a different state of being and Stefani is a toilet manufacturing company. Take Dene for example. I don't dislike her in any way. She's allright, but David hates her guts. So don't bother making this a personal issue between you and me because this rant right here probably just did. Want another example? Magan Sherrit. I've tried talking to her before, but I instantaniously felt dumber. She has always been a bitch to me, and watching her speak to people makes me sick. The last experience I had with her was her cutting into a conversation I was having, telling me "shyeah, whatever" and giving me a look. The only time she bothered speaking to me was becasue she heard I got laid and asked if I was good. I responded, I dunno, it sounds like it. Todd, you tell me why the fuck I'd want to be friends with a person like that. I'm more satisfied with demeaning them behind thier backs and spreading the gospel to people so they never have to waste thier time talking to these idiots. I don't know what you are talking about. I can see her sitting in her room right now, looking in the mirror, telling herself how she is better than everyone else because deep down she know that most of her friends probably hate her. You want more ammo? Cali Cane made my friend turn into an idiot. That right there is enough, but she said to me, "You aren't going to go very far in life if you can't keep secrets." Ok, she was talking shit about my friend and I told my friend that. I'll ignore her like the plague. Catelyn Magistad? She needs to try removing the tampon before she inserts another one because every time I've forced myself to give her a chance, she's made me sick. How does she sleep at night acting like she is better than everyone else? You see Todd, if these people are your friends, more power to you, but me and an insanely large number of people hold a grudge. I'm just one of the only people that will openly voice it. So Todd, keep missing out on brainpower and people with souls, because I've had it with morons. P.S. Check back to my site once in a while, I'll put in a good word for you. -Love, Chad
9/8(1 Hour Later)/02
Dear Todd,
Yeah...cut that, here's my good word for you...fuck off and don't come back to my site you twobit asshole. I was actually trying to explain myself to your sorry pathetic self, but the more I thought about how much you suck the more it pissed me off. I never had beef with you but if you want to go throw shit around suck on this. The only intellectual thing you wrote was how I prominently display my counter. Ok, good point, I'll move it. Now everthing else you wrote just makes you seem as arrogant as all your bitch friends. You talk about how all i rant about is girls and how hard life is. First of all, I just rant about things that are on my mind. I don't sit down and say..."Hmmm...what should I rant about?" I just get pissed off and rant. If it's about girls...then cool. If I'm depressed for no reason, that's what I'll rant about. Have you actually read my rants? Only the really recent ones were about girls or being depressed. I've ranted like 100 times...I think we can safely say I've touched on more topics than those two. Or would that make too much sense for you to comprehend? Oh, and you should talk about humor and not being funny. You know...there is more than one type of humor in the world, so to see how to be funny I went back and read your stuff...where I found more shit you wrote about me (that wasn't funny mind you). Todd, I don't fucking know you, (and I don't want to know you frankly). I don't know what kind of crack pipe you are but I never left a message at your house. That wouldn't even be worth my time. You know Todd, I actually almost thought your rant wasn't that bad, untill you realized that you were being "too mean" and sorta blew off the stuff you had written. You're integrity ran for the border and yes...I did laugh at you. What really got me was the bull shit where you started to act like the big hero because you weren't sinking to my level. Oh brother. You make me want to vomit. And you know what, you need to stop acting like a parent or something when you wrote "I think he may be confused and cynical" You know what, I'm almost always happy, I only rant when I'm unhappy at the time or aggrivated. Wanna know why I get unhappy? I have to deal with stupid people like you every day of my waking life. People that can't appreciate other people who aren't carbon copies of all thier asshole friends. I already know that I have problems. You need to get a life and look at yourself in the mirror. You run a production studio that tries to be overly artsy fartsy in a desperate attempt to be professional. If you were actually professional you would stop crying to your mommy to print out CD labels at her work. Any person with a computer can produce music. It isn't hard. But, you are just so cool Todd, I wish I was like you. And stop trying to act all fake about being so humble about your website...because you don't show the counter??? Give me a break. If you were actually humble you wouldn't waste so much time using flash and buttons to show off your amazing talent. Yet again, this isn't hard. But, whatever floats your boat. Ok...I'm done. Wait, no I'm not. Your homepage shows two geezers in black and white with a big-whoop logo on it. What the hell is that supposed to have anything to do with a crappy , pretentious website? Everything about what you wrote just irritated me, except for the counter thing. And if you are "grown up" like you are desperately trying to act, why is it that seeing one of your friends on my site being insulted makes you go on a temper tantrum where you cry about it on your webpage. My little sister doesn't even do that anymore. Whatever. I guess since I don't love everyone I've ever met I'm automaticly a bad person. Good point. I should start worshipping you because you are just SO insightful. I wish I could just prove myself wrong like you do. Ok, what about this, you bitched about how you had talked to me for five minutes in your life. Then you talked about how I deal judgement too quikly. THEN, you said I was an very bad person. Um. I think we call that garbage.-Love, Chad
9/4(later)/02
Ok, I'm a senior and I'm taking gym with all the stinky freshmen because I am smart like that. Yeah. Yesterday, this little kid was sitting on the bench not talking to anyone. It was a miracle because everyone that was talking was and idiot and made a fool out of themselves. So, what little I have left of my kindness I decided to give to this little magot. He was an allright guy, sorta nervious on his first day. So, I was actually being a good guy for once. BIG MISTAKE. This little poen followed me to my next class. So now I'm his only friend and he stands right next to me all the time. HE NEVER STOPS TALKING!!! Everything he tells me is a stupid story that everyone has experienced at some point and he doesn't even use sarcasm. It's actually burns when he speaks.
9/4/02
Yeah, I just reread my old rants this morning. That's some funny crap if you ask me. I'm not sure why I laugh at my own jokes, maybe it's because I'm making up for the times I DON'T laugh when stupid morons are trying to be funny, like when Jacob tells a joke, only the LD classes would laugh at that stuff. I'm actually suprised this site doesn't get more hits, there's some funny stuff in these pages. I knew the school year was gonna suck the second I turned the corner and saw two people making out, and the guy clearly had a boner. Thanks man. That starts my day better than coffee, and even more than the thought of dying at school. Well, half my intelligence dissappeared instantaneously when I stepped into homeroom. Now my IQ is only rivaled by my bowling scores, which is usually 30. Anywho, I got to crack a couple one liners today fortunately. Ms Myers said "Chad...why are you late?" I just responded "Sorry Ms. Myers, I was so exited to be here that I had to stop and pee for about ten minutes." I dunno, I found it funny. Let's see, my schedule is wacked out and I have classes filled with carnies and morons. Woohoo!
9/2/02
Hey, sorry I haven't ranted in a while. I've actually been pretty happy lately because I realized that my summer was pretty much all it was cracked up to be. Fun but dissapointing as usual. You know, I feel pretty satisfied with the summer. I accomplished almost all my goals. I got a licence and a car. The car actually runs and has a CD player now so I'm content. I bought a new clarinet so my lack of talent can ALMOST be passed off as good, yeah, I got it on e-bay for 450 and they cost 1300 normally. It was probably stolen from a hobo at a pawn shop, but hey...I win in the end. Eat that you dirty bastard. Anyways, I have money, that's a plus. Um...I'm generally happy (except for school starting tomarrow). My friend count isn't too shabby. I didn't get pleasantly plump or anything. I havn't even been working that much. Ya know, the best part of my summer was the fact that the ironies of life actually worked for me in the end. That's an irony in itself. Mindboggling. Anyways, the second I gave up the search for a girl, because A:I'm patheticly unsuave, B:50% of the girls out there have about as many interesting things to say as Hellen Keller. 30% of the worthwhile girls are taken, 5% are just downright gross, and that leaves 4% of girls dateable. The other 11% are people like Megin Sherrit that don't count as human beings and should be shot on site. Finally C:My luck is really bad. So, when I gave up hope, all of a sudden, there it was in front of my stank face, one of my friends liked me while I was denying liking her. Wow. I'm about as open minded as Ms. Kellog can speak like a normal person. So, I end my summer with a new clarinet, my dignity, a car, a tiolet plunger, and the greatest girlfriend in the world that I don't even deserve. Yay, well, don't worry, I won't be happy for long, school starts tomarrow, someone will jack my clarinet, steal my car sterio, run to Mexico with Stef, and pee on me in my sleep. At least I'm optimistic.
8/22/02
Ugh, what's with parents these days? I never wanna have kids if I am gonna turn out like all the other asshole parents in the world. I though about it the other day, and almost all of my friends I've ever had have crappy parents. One mom was so stupid, she would lose the remote in the couch cusion, then ground my friend for "hiding it from her" and she would sit around a bitch at him. A different Dad would interview boys that came over for dinner, while he was CLEANING HIS SHOTGUNS. Wow. That same person's mom would be the happiest person ever, then cry for no reason for about thirty seconds, then stop, all in front of her friends. Another dad would sit around and eat constantly and make my friend cook for his fat ass. My other friend's parents won't let him leave the house because it's an evil world, so he has to sneak out during the day to do anything. Another mom, she sat around and accused everyone of my friend's friends of sinning and breaking biblical rules. Some of my friend's parents are so fucked up that if I said anything about them on here they'd probably tell me to erase it. How pathetic are people? I don't get it.
8/20/02
Ooh schnukems. I am just feeling so scrumdiddlyunptious todos. Wow, after I was completely pissed off for like two weeks, I think god decided that I'd had enough and cut me a break for now. For example, my average car seems ten times cooler now. My dad had an Audi TT on lease and bought high performance winter tires and rims for it. The lease ran up so he had these tires and shit, so now they are on my Chevy Corsica. Then, I ran at my car with a saw, some wire, a fuse, and a grenade launcher, but I came out a champion and now I have a CD player with new speakers. Yay. I actually enjoy driving now. Yeah, yesterday was awesome, I worked, accidently (unintentionally) ditched David, had my lebito severely harmed by Stefani who said she was buisy then hung out with other people. Then, I accomplished one of the most illegal things of my life. Let's see...then I saw one of my friends and gave her a ride home, so she tried to kiss me, I was touched (literally, it was scary) but I told her there was only one girl for me (wouldn't you like to know...). I think I failed to mention that she was as drunk as Bozo the Clown when his show got cancelled. Hey, I guess it's still technicly a complement. THEN, I met a childhood friend who was also tanked and I got to say hi to him. Go me. Yeah, I also saw road to perdition, but the movie was busted and it buzzed the entire time. And finakky, I slept badly because "someone" tainted my sleep habits. You know who you are...you poen. Before I go, everyone should wish me luck because supposedly there is someone who (godonlyknowswhy) likes me, as much as I like her. So, pray that I don't fuck this one up.
8/I have no idea what day it is/02
Ya know, this is probably the happiest "rant" I've written in a loooong time. I've been in such a good mood lately that I haven't needed to rant. I mean hell, I don't even know what day it is! I think it's Saturday. You see, nothing has really pissed me off lately. I mean, a lot of dumb things happen to me and the irony is usually really painful to think about, but depending on my mood I take things a different way. Like two weeks ago for example, this really dum (yes, dum, it was that bad.) looking guy walked up to me at work and said "Hey, you are Chad right? My brother told me to kick your whiney little punk ass." Well you big oaf, who's the whiney bitch if your brother is having you beat me up? If this neandrothol wasn't twice my size, I would have said this but I'm still alive right, so I obviously chose a better path. Sarcasm. Everyone knows that crosseyed bafoons can't understand the intricate art that is sarcasm, so I just kinda said stuff like, "Well, you go do that." And "Well, I'm a pacifist so I'm gonna be pretty tough." What an idiot, he didn't even realize that I was making fun of him. He tells me that he's tired so he's not in the mood to fight. So he tried to shake my hand. Dumb. What I'm getting at is that two weeks ago, when I was all depressed and pissed off about stuff, that episode bothered the hell out of me. If it happened to me today I would think it was the funniest thing ever. Yeah, my migraines have gone away (for now)and nothing has been pissing me off. Even Lizzie not returning my calls and blowing me off hasn't pissed me off. Not even my paycheck issue pissed me off (at my work, they wrote my check out to Kevin-who quit TEN MONTHS AGO). Me being happy is pretty much due to me getting paid, not working much, making up with Rachel, and hanging out with good company at Stefani's cabin. Speaking of Stefani, her and David are my favorite people ever. Well, until next time (or if something really crappy happens), peace young grasshopper.
8/12/02
Weak dude. Everyone on the site is making references to me being way too down on myself and taking things the wrong way. Let me explain a couple of things for all of you poens out there. I'm not in the slightest bit down about myself. I'm cool with the person I've turned out to be so far and I am pretty content with myself. But Hey-some of you need to read my rants a little more closely. How does anyone out there explain me having some annoying thing happen to me almost everyday~then, when I have a good day, I get a migraine! How the fuck can anyone explain that huh? Come foward please and tell me that my life isn't a lose-lose situation. I don't remember the last time I actually, genuinely, truly enjoyed myself for an entire day without being pissed off by some idiot or getting a migraine. So, all of you can chew on that for a while. Ya know, today was actually pretty good come to think of it. I played Final Fantasy X for a long time, then hung out with Lara for a while. As long as I make it up to my room without getting a migraine, getting injured, being raped, dying, tripping, being eaten by my cat, peeing on myself or going clinically insane, I will have had a good day. That thought makes me happy, only about thirty steps to go.
8/8/02
Yeah...wow I feel fucked up right now. I keep getting migrains and I hardly want to hang out with my friends. I just want to sit around and listen to music and play video games (which is the best way to feel allright when you are down, go play a video game and it relieves stress.) OK, how pathetic is this...today, I got in my ahem~kick ass~ cough cough car, and I drove about a mile to Burger King, ordered a whoppermac or something like that, went home, sat in my bug-infested patio and ate alone, by myself. I didn't realize how dumb it was untill 2:39 in the morning (now). Wow, my cool factor is off the charts. And you know, reading Geoff's rant really made me feel fuzzy inside. In a bad way. Fuzzy like when you see a little old grandma and you want to punch her for having to many wrinkles fuzzy. He is so right. This is supposed to be the happiest time of my life? Holy balls! The only difference between me and Geoff is that the thought of death doesn't actually frighten me that much. I think you just go away after you die. Nothing happens. Well, you know...if one positive thing has happened to me this summer...I guess I'm glad this website isn't a complete failure. On an unrelated topic...supposedly one of my rants got a person to cry and laugh. Yay. Ya know, I might as well stop beating around the bush...Lizzie, give me a call, we can be pathetic and depressed, together. And by the way...I was never actually pissed at you or anything, just to make sure. Good night.
8/5/02
Well Geoff, I got a story for you. My work ethic has recently gone down the pooper. I was at work, COVERING FOR SOMEONE(remember that for later). I'm working box-office because I've been working longer than anyone that was there. So stoooopid Rachel comes in and tells me that she wants me to yet again work concessions, and Nathan should work box. Why the fuck should Nathan work box? I've been working there six months longer and I do a good job. Oh wait, Nathan got shorted $120, I forgot. So I guess that makes me better at it. Anyways, I asked why, and they said that Mr. Busch likes when Nathan works box. Whatfuckingever. A month earlier Mr. Busch told me that I couldn't boss people around that were higher up on the seniority list. So wow...there is some bullshiznit oxymoron going on here. So I cuss and moan in front of a couple of customers. I go to the basement to get ice- and Rachel comes down to whine at me about how she's just covering her own ass and some more crap like that. After the customers were gone, I go on a ten minute ice-cream break. Nathan tells me to hurry up so he can enjoy his extra pay and finish watching his movie. So, at this point I'm about to not return, so I go to half-price books and come back an hour later. So what do I hear from Rachel when I get back? Well, I wasn't really listening, but all I heard was "I'm getting payed more than you." "I get more convienient hours than you." "I want to watch movies and play video games in the office and enjoy myself which mocks you." "My head is abnormally shaped." "I have more facial hair than you." "I'm on a power trip." and "Haha I'm better than you." So I put up with it as best as I could, by swearing and bitching. Eventually I started using sarcasm when I just eventually stopped to read my Wired magazine. Rachel just stared at me for god knows how long. I threw in a couple more comments, like "Why don't you stop staring at me and go do some work...or better yet, do what you always do and watch a movie and leave me alone." In the end, she silently admitted defeat and sent me home. Suck my balls. Anyways...In six days, I got five migrains, so I'm kinda trying to be alone and enjoy myself for a couple of days so my head gets fixed. Errr...and now that girl from my last rant doesn't seem to want to hang out with me or chat with me on the phone. Ugh...dude, she could be the third person I've lost as a good friend in about a month. Good for me. I'm the king.
8/2/02
Ugh, I think today...well, technicly yesterday, life beat me with the retard stick. I feel like the stupidest person on the earth. Yeah, I think I left one of the gears from my cognitive brain function back at work or something. Well, I'm not a particularily happy person, but I've sunk to a recent low. A certain friend of mine unintentionally dropped a couple of hints at maybe wanting a relationship. They were very blatant, yes, but not intentional. So, I thought about it for a while and figured I could use one positive thing happening to me for once, albiet the fact that I was still very pessimistic about it. Naturally, I decided to take a stab at it and I asked to see if she'd want to try going on a date, but since I'm so FUCKING STUPID it went to shit. I guess I got the wrong end of the stick (like 8 fucking times in three days) and it turns out she had no fucking idea what I was talking about. God-damnit. Ugh, yeah I know she'll be reading this and laughing. Yeah yeah...I know I'm an idiot...sorry. This summer has just been one stupid pointless thing after another. AAARG!!! Then, we hung out later that night and she ditched me and my friend so she could go get tanked with her friends or something. Bah, the more I think about this stuff, the less I care. Now, I'm not obsessed with this girl or anything, but it's the mentality of it. I thought a friggin date was worth a try------ On a different, yet somewhat related tyraid, I'm sure one of my friends will be like Oh SuperChadly, it's not the end of the world.(It should be the end of the world, all we are doing is wrecking it anyways.) I don't fucking care about that, I'm not depressed or anything, I'm just getting irritated with all the assholes I see running around with women that they treat like shit. Then the really sweet, nice girl goes home with him. The dude says a couple jerk one-liners and kicks her ass, then as a reward she bones him like there is no tomorrow. Fucking society. I have so many awesome male friends that haven't had a date in so long they can't remember when the last one was. But, they'll just keep being single, while some bitch guy that is never sober, has a cool car, no life, and spends four hours doing himself up in the morning goes through women like Jacob Barker-Huelster goes through a buffet. Dumb. I'm going to sleep.
8/1/02
Well, if anyone is actually wondering why my site isn't being updated all that much...its because my computer got fried. Yes, it's going to be sold in mcdonalds. HAHAHA fry...fried. Hold on while I shoot myself in the foot. Anyways, I think because I write so much music and am constantly turning my computer on and off and throwing files away and making more for the past five years, I'm pretty sure it killed the hard drive. Oh well, I was becoming all too comfortable because nothing bad had happeneed to me in almost two weeks, so naturally, to make up for lost time, life broke my computer, my mom's tv, and my mom's cd player that only I use so I have to replace it. How convenient. Does anyone else have nearly as much bad luck as I do? Drop me a line or something so we can writhe in our agony together. Yeah, and noone except me and lizzie rant anymore, what's up with that? Well, to top everything off, all that needs to happen now is for my clarinet to break, my gamecube to blow up, and one of my friends to commit suicide after they hang out with me. On a different note, I'm happy for Lizzie now that she's single. I wasn't about to say anything, but what's his beef seemed like a waste of space. The last time I saw him he was all fucked up on some drug or whatnot, and sat there making a fool of himself during a movie he wasn't invited to. How sad is that? And any girl that says she can't act herself in front of her boyfriend is with the wrong man. Every day I understand less and less about relationships but that's one thing I've seemed to retain. Well, I'll write later, but untill then, I'll continue listening to bagpipe or violin music to ease the pain.