I knew they would appear, saw not a single one
So I'm estimating, what 2.5 months since I've put anything in this piece of garbage? I guess it's because I'd been busy making good use of my time, but far and alas, with nothing to do on a school night, I feel like taking up some cyberspace.
The devils game was fun as hell. Still, the rich people section has no soul in comparison to the good old section 217, but I took a look across, and none of my heroes were in attendance today, alas... dissapointed. Still there were some hightlights like the High Five guy that had the epileptic reaction of a goal making him go fucking nuts and try and high five people anyone in sight. I still think it was a gay man's secret handshake. Two reasons, one because bret partook in it and think about it.
High Five - HIV
coincidence? I THINK NOT!!
"STOP THIS ENTRY!1!!1!"
me: what yu0 say?
GLAAD: your remark is an offensive attack on the gay community!
me: but... its a livejournal...
GLAAD: we demand you take off your joke where AIDS and gays go hand in hand!
me: but... its a livejournal...
"STOP THIS SCRIPTED CONVO!!11!!11"
me: What the fuck now?
DoC: We are the defenders of comedy! We demand you halt this unfunny conversation that is going absolutely nowhere!
me: just give me a few more lines, I SWEAR THERES A PUNCHLINE!!
DoC: ENOUGH OF YOUR LIES!!!
me: ok. but if you think this journal is bad take a look at this
DoC: Oh God! The lack of comedy! Onward to save humor!!
In truth I haven't done much, I really don't care for this thing, but I like the sound of my typing, so I'm just gonna ride this LJ thing for a little bit longer.
The first half of the year have revolved around the Trifecta, school, work, and gaming. Yesterday I went down to the Bronx to further improve my Tekken 4 skills, the people I meet in tourneys are good people, cool to hang out with, and we just spent most the day chillin with games, and watchin some funny ass vids. There's also the huge ass arcade like stick holder that racist John built for the two dreamcast joysticks that reside in my home. And since tis the season for games, that's how I will spend most of my free time.
There have been obstacles like the collective Caldwell Police, sidelining my crappy Plymouth for two weeks, not to the mention the 50 million fucking realtors that call me about visiting the house. As they interrupt my classes and run up my phone bill, I now search for a place to move that takes a dog, so the mighty shanehunter will have a new home.
School is absolutely divine. I love my Vietnam and Creative Writing classes. Mass Media is tolerable. The challenge will be passing them. Creative Writing wont be a problem however, cause there are no exams, the others however, will be interesting to see. My story is going on 10 pages single spaced, and after all the tweaks and such, i could possibly have more. I got a B+ on my Mass Media paper, although I failed my last 2 history quizzes, and i dont know how i did on my media exam. As I hit the home stretch of the first semester I can look forward to free time, good tips, and a new place to live. If I do get a new place to live, I'll probably celebrate it with a huge ass Tekken or 3rd strike gathering, that'd be fun.
My continuance of rambling brings me on to music, as the new Dreamtheater CD fucking rocks, just plain rocks like none fucking other. I could use "fucking" as an adverg as much as I want, it wouldn't explain how great the CD is.
Just to wrap up this pointless entry, I have to wonder how fucking pointless and stupid is this site? I swear to god, back in the day diaries and jourals had like keys and locks on em, granted they were easily broken into, but thats the thing, they were private, and people put private stuff in em. Nowadays with the online journal people still put private stuff in it. A message to all those who do so. YOUR FUCKING STUPID, YOUR PUTTING YOUR SECRETS ON THE INTERNET!!! EVERYONE HAS ACCESS!! KILL YOURSELF KTHXBYE.
LJ's are written by people as stupid as mentioned above, or are written by people that post daily cries for help, who are afraid of speaking to people about their problems, and just want people to feel bad for them. I've said this before and I'll say it again. Whether I am one or the other, the reason I know I write on this is because its free, and free stuff rules.
And I disintegrate.
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The devils game was fun as hell. Still, the rich people section has no soul in comparison to the good old section 217, but I took a look across, and none of my heroes were in attendance today, alas... dissapointed. Still there were some hightlights like the High Five guy that had the epileptic reaction of a goal making him go fucking nuts and try and high five people anyone in sight. I still think it was a gay man's secret handshake. Two reasons, one because bret partook in it and think about it.
High Five - HIV
coincidence? I THINK NOT!!
"STOP THIS ENTRY!1!!1!"
me: what yu0 say?
GLAAD: your remark is an offensive attack on the gay community!
me: but... its a livejournal...
GLAAD: we demand you take off your joke where AIDS and gays go hand in hand!
me: but... its a livejournal...
"STOP THIS SCRIPTED CONVO!!11!!11"
me: What the fuck now?
DoC: We are the defenders of comedy! We demand you halt this unfunny conversation that is going absolutely nowhere!
me: just give me a few more lines, I SWEAR THERES A PUNCHLINE!!
DoC: ENOUGH OF YOUR LIES!!!
me: ok. but if you think this journal is bad take a look at this
DoC: Oh God! The lack of comedy! Onward to save humor!!
In truth I haven't done much, I really don't care for this thing, but I like the sound of my typing, so I'm just gonna ride this LJ thing for a little bit longer.
The first half of the year have revolved around the Trifecta, school, work, and gaming. Yesterday I went down to the Bronx to further improve my Tekken 4 skills, the people I meet in tourneys are good people, cool to hang out with, and we just spent most the day chillin with games, and watchin some funny ass vids. There's also the huge ass arcade like stick holder that racist John built for the two dreamcast joysticks that reside in my home. And since tis the season for games, that's how I will spend most of my free time.
There have been obstacles like the collective Caldwell Police, sidelining my crappy Plymouth for two weeks, not to the mention the 50 million fucking realtors that call me about visiting the house. As they interrupt my classes and run up my phone bill, I now search for a place to move that takes a dog, so the mighty shanehunter will have a new home.
School is absolutely divine. I love my Vietnam and Creative Writing classes. Mass Media is tolerable. The challenge will be passing them. Creative Writing wont be a problem however, cause there are no exams, the others however, will be interesting to see. My story is going on 10 pages single spaced, and after all the tweaks and such, i could possibly have more. I got a B+ on my Mass Media paper, although I failed my last 2 history quizzes, and i dont know how i did on my media exam. As I hit the home stretch of the first semester I can look forward to free time, good tips, and a new place to live. If I do get a new place to live, I'll probably celebrate it with a huge ass Tekken or 3rd strike gathering, that'd be fun.
My continuance of rambling brings me on to music, as the new Dreamtheater CD fucking rocks, just plain rocks like none fucking other. I could use "fucking" as an adverg as much as I want, it wouldn't explain how great the CD is.
Just to wrap up this pointless entry, I have to wonder how fucking pointless and stupid is this site? I swear to god, back in the day diaries and jourals had like keys and locks on em, granted they were easily broken into, but thats the thing, they were private, and people put private stuff in em. Nowadays with the online journal people still put private stuff in it. A message to all those who do so. YOUR FUCKING STUPID, YOUR PUTTING YOUR SECRETS ON THE INTERNET!!! EVERYONE HAS ACCESS!! KILL YOURSELF KTHXBYE.
LJ's are written by people as stupid as mentioned above, or are written by people that post daily cries for help, who are afraid of speaking to people about their problems, and just want people to feel bad for them. I've said this before and I'll say it again. Whether I am one or the other, the reason I know I write on this is because its free, and free stuff rules.
And I disintegrate.
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