Ξ Sunday, 30 May 2004 at 14:57 | → 0 Comments | ∇ Normal |
well it’s that wacky time again: crazy news stories! i found some hilarious shit reported on p2pnet about some cat who tried to commit suicide in the UK via the internet. i looked at the headline and i thought what, did he jack himself off to death or something? i mean how is the internet gonna kill someone? hmm… we could look back at 2003′s (year? cant remember) feardotcom, which dealt with that. i doubt any putrefying girls will come after this guy though, cos remember, that was just a movie. a shitty movie at that; The Ring did a way better job with a videotape, and i actually liked it and thought it was somewhat creepy. besides, The Ring came out (in Japan) earlier than feardotcom, as the US version was a remake, so feardotcom basically ripped off the entire movie, except with a website. we all know that though.
back to my point. this story begins: “A 15-year-old British schoolboy tried to use the Internet as a Byzantine suicide weapon, posing as a female secret service spy in a chatroom to con a friend into attempting to murder him.” Fuck, that cracks me up. get this, further down the page: “But yesterday the young ‘victim’ became the first person in this country to be convicted of inciting their own murder.” how fucking moronic can you be? i mean the guy is a true idiot. it’s interesting how he actually got another person even stupider than him to go through with this.
the aftermath? “John [the idiot in question] pleaded guilty to perverting the course of justice and incitement to murder. He was given a three-year supervision order, banned from any contact with Mark [his unwittingly moronic attempted murderer] and was told he must only access the internet under adult supervision and must not enter chatrooms.” i find it hilarious that shit like this can even happen. you know the human race has reached an all-time low when a person impersonates someone to try to get himself whacked. you know kid, it would have been easier to take some cyanide, perhaps some pills, slitting the wrists in a bathtub (the best cliche, but effective), or maybe even the old hanging trick. at least with the first option it would be guaranteed to work. but fucking up your own murder/suicide is pretty hilarious. so i salute you, John Doe. if you need to be whacked again, try asking a professional hitman. in person. maybe they’ll be able to get the job done right. sniper rifles generally don’t have too much of a problem killing someone when they go right through the brain, you know. but don’t use the internet for christ’s sake. god, what a moron.
anyways, i just saw that story and thought i’d enlighten all the rest of you with it. peace.
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wow I go away for a couple of days and I have to read practically a whole book on here when I get back…haha! So my trip was pretty cool. We stayed at this totally awesome house that was 5,000 sq ft plus 6 garages. It was unbelievable. Our friends just got done building it not to long ago. Anyways I was a slacker and didn’t get my hw done so I gotta go type and extra credit paper.
Posted 5/31/2004 at 1:55 PM by pinkprncess7
yo grey, i just wanted to say again/ your a fucking genius… I need to fly out there this summer and hang out with you… see if you can figure out the foot odor I have. hahhaa j/k but for real I need to come out there and visit you.. keep up the blogs, ev en though I don’t reply on all of em I still read em..
Posted 6/3/2004 at 10:28 AM by AersolDreamr
Ξ Sunday, 30 May 2004 at 02:11 | → 0 Comments | ∇ Normal |
well, i thought of something to do. i think i’m going to dig out my old yearbooks and read thru them. i kinda miss that shite. middle school and high school are interesting to look back on, especially how moronic you and others look in the photos. i mean you who are reading this, not me… i never looked like a moron in middle or high school…. 
i’m playin, i was a geek, a nerd, in high school… but not at the same time. i kinda chilled in the outer social circles, the centre being a roiling mass of vanity and idiocy. i didn’t like “preppies” all that well, nor jocks… i had a couple friends who might have been classified as such, but that was of no import.
usually i ran with my own crew, not really following the norms. every time i tried to break into those circles it was like a glass fuckin ceiling… or revolving doors maybe. just didn’t happen. i remember wanting to get to know a semi-preppy girl i knew from church, and i sat with her before school and talked to her a bit… right in the middle of that roiling mob. a certain radius of cafeteria tables were pretty much reserved for the upper-crust preppies, and i didn’t fit that description at all, so being in the middle of it was almost like being in enemy territory. her friends probably thought i was weird and wondered who the hell the weird guy hanging out with her was, since he didn’t fit their stereotype and wasn’t one of the beautiful people like them. i gotta admit there were some hot as hell chicks in their ranks though. interestingly enough even some hot fat girls, which i’d think they wouldn’t accept. you all know i dig fat chicks, and so i remember a few of them i always wanted to go for, but seemed out of my league. (N.B.: When I say ‘fat chicks’ or ‘fat girls,’ i mean it with the utmost respect. it’s a term of endearment for me. so don’t take offence please.)
but yeah, it was always awkward. high school is a real bullshit time of anyone’s life. some cats say they just loved high school… i can’t identify with those motherfuckers. high school was okay, necessary, and i met some cool people there, but i really didn’t learn much useful information. yes, it prepared me for college, obviously, but i pretty much skated through every year of high school making A’s easily. the shit was easy as hell. i dont understand why people drop out, i mean christ, 1) it’s a nail in your coffin, 2) it’s all paid for (unlike college usually), and 3) it’s fucking easy (did i mention that?). well, not easy for everyone i guess, but if you give half a fuck, it’s not all that hard. most people drop out of college and high school because they stop giving a fuck. i never gave a fuck in high school either about most things, but i did about my grades. social events and clubs… fuck that. it wasn’t ever my style, and it hasn’t been in college either. my parents kept telling me i’d be fucked in college if i didn’t have enough extracurricular activities to put on my application. well i was going to UO, that was the plan, and i didn’t worry too much about getting in, having around a 3.6 GPA out of high school (i think?). SATs were 1120. not the best, but fuck the SAT. don’t even make me go there on standardised testing. lol.
anyways, yeah. i did my own thing in high school. i chilled with my friends, went to class, did homework, fucked around, turned the homework in, fucked around some more, studied a bit, took tests, fucked around even more, boom, graduated. it was a rewarding experience in a lot of ways, but in a lot of others, high school is a load of bullshit. especially the clique kinda shit. i mean that shit shoulda been done with in grade school, middle school at the latest. if cats are gonna make their own lame-ass groups and leave you out because you don’t fit their bullshit stereotype, they’ve got some growing up to do. once you get to college the cliqueness is all but nonexistent. i don’t think i’ve found any case of there being cliques like that. given, college students aren’t as connected as high schoolers are with their student body, but still…. high school is childish as hell with respect to the cliques issue. i mean i thought that was over in middle school.
middle school i never really ran with the crowd either. fuck running with the crowd. it’s funny how some say you are never truly an individual, because you are always influenced by others in some ways — i.e. we don’t live in a vacuum. that’s implicitly self-evident. sometimes though you can take it to an extreme, where you do everything in your power to not run with the crowd, and then end up doing it anyways because everyone doesn’t want to do what everyone else is doing. that happens too often, and i try not to let myself lapse into that behaviour. i’m just who i am. yes, i avoid pop music and a lot of pop culture like the devil, so perhaps i am one of those running with those who don’t want to run with the crowd, essentially defeating the purpose. i don’t necessarily think that’s the case though. i think we all need to find out who we really are, and go with what we like to do and how we choose to express ourselves and all of that — who one is as an individual as well as a member of the human race.
i’ve digressed. i was talking about middle school. middle school we’re all still trying to find ourselves. hell, i’m still trying to find myself every day in college…. why do you think i write so much on here? so nothing has really changed since then, except i’ve gotten older and a bit wiser. we’re all still groping in the darkness, looking for answers to cosmic questions it would take the brainpower of the whole human race, perhaps even the animal kingdom to answer, and we’re all trying to find out who we truly are. in middle school i remember i was pretty fucking shy. i never had girls and all… i remember i asked one girl out when i was in 7th grade (she was in 6th) and she signed my yearbook, but it was on like the last day of school and i was too shy to do anything about it, so i didn’t talk to her since. i saw her recently at the UO Bookstore when i was working there at the start of the term, and she said “did you go to south? roosevelt?” and i was like yea, i remember you, what’s up? i doubt she remembered who i was or what i asked her all those years ago (that was probably 7 or 8 years ago for christ’s sake). oh well. but yeah, i was pretty girl-crazy even in middle school. always have been and always will be i think… well i hope i’m not one of these days when i finally settle down.
i remember wanting to ask out so many girls but being shy as hell, so i never did. even in high school i didn’t have a girl until junior year. before then i really didn’t know what to do, i was still pretty shy, and i think girls just thought i was crazy. i remember i used to look upon this girl from afar when i was like a sophomore, and she didn’t even know i existed. i was so shy and all, and i kept askin a girl friend of mine to help me out, cos she knew this girl, but to no avail. the girl thought i was nuts i guess. a lot of weird shit went down in high school… i mean i dated a girl briefly for probably a week or so when i was like a freshman, and it was just too much. we didnt even really date; it was a brief fling i think. we “dated” on and off for the next few years, and well, she’s pretty much a psycho bitch these days (cf. some of my earlier posts; you can probably tell she is who i am talking bout). i don’t particularly like girls who try to steal me away from my current g/f and encourage cheating. i ain’t down with that shit. god knows me and jenn have been through enough already, and it’s mainly because of that same psycho bitch. but don’t get me started on it, it’s all over now.
my parents actually unloaded on me today about things and kept imploring me to date “5 to 10 girls over the next 5 years.” well, i’m not going to fill a fucking quota. i’m sorry. i’m happy with jenn, and them trying to undermine my relationship with her pisses me off, because i brought up the problems me and jenn have had over the last month or so (we’ve been good for the past two or three weeks hehe), and they were like “oh, we never knew! why didnt you tell us???” i was like “i didn’t think i motherfucking had to, it wasn’t your business.” my mum keeps tellin me i’m “too young” and that i need to sample some more girls before i get “so serious.” my mum is a master of circumlocution; she talks around an issue all the time, and i finally called her on it because she was annoying me and wouldn’t get to the fucking point. well, then later on, she circumlocuted again, this time about S-E-X. yes. i said it. SEX. twice now. lol. she tells me “you can turn the clock back after having slept with someone by choosing not to sleep together anymore.” i’m like fuck, you guys know, don’t you? i didn’t say that, but i was thinking it. i just kinda looked at her funny and she kept entreating me not to get anyone pregnant. i said i wouldn’t, and that she didn’t need to worry.
i called jenn right afterwards and had to talk to her about it. i felt bad for telling her all that was said, but i felt she had to know. apparently she wants to talk to my mum sola ad solam (my way of saying “one on one” which i just made up right now). thats cool, and i hope it sorts some shit out. i hate the fact that my motherfucking parents (pardon the pun) keep undermining and disapproving of my relationships. it pisses me off. i told them that i didnt know if i’d be with jenn forever, but that we’re happy and enjoying it while it lasts. that’s all any couple can hope to do, at least at this stage of life. so fuck that. if i want another girl and i’m unhappy, then i’ll go elsewhere. otherwise, they need to shut the fuck up and stay out of it. it’s not their battle, and i could really care less what they say about it all. what matters is my decision, because it’s my life. right?
bloody hell. this turned into a long long entry. i dunno if i’m gonna pull out those yearbooks now, but i might still. anyways. much love to all and if you read this, you deserve a round of applause, cos i doubt most people will read this. take it easy and peace.
Ξ Sunday, 30 May 2004 at 01:26 | → 0 Comments | ∇ Normal |
still hangin in here. i’m really at death’s door. i love procrastination. “i guess i’m a sucker for pain,” i said on the fone to jenn. hmm… well. i am going to work on my Lorca essay tomorrow for english, then i’m going to do my Astronomica one. everything will be fine in the end. as i said before, the Astronomica one isn’t due until Thursday really, but I have to do a presentation telling what it’s about on Tuesday. So I have to have a pretty fucking good idea of what it’s about on tuesday. yeah. it’s going to be a long couple nights. very long. yet i will find solace in the fact that thursday it will all be over. until i have to study for finals, that is. that is a piece of cake compared to these, however. no problem. anyways, i’ll be around. much love to all… hope youre havin a nice trip pinkprncess7 — you never did tell me your first name! lol anyways… peace.
