I know I already posted... But... I can't get into GenMay... AAH!! I get a 404!?
Oh GOD no! Please make it come back.
Wednesday, July 31, 2002
Everyone who knows me knows that I own 5 computers ( I own one computer, but you know what I mean) Anyway, The only one I have ever opened has been the EMachine. But, yesterday, I opened and took apart the KCC premium. The KCC premium has an AGP port, an additional 3 slots to put either another HD, or a CD burner, and 4 slots to put the stick of RAM into ( I've been told the name countless times, but I still can't remember...) So, instead of buying a whole new computer, I think I'll upgrade some things on this one, and save ooohh... 600 bucks.
So, later this weekend, I'm going to head down to PC Place and look around. I've never been there, but I hear good things about it. Here's the site : www.pc-place.com
So, later this weekend, I'm going to head down to PC Place and look around. I've never been there, but I hear good things about it. Here's the site : www.pc-place.com
Tuesday, July 30, 2002
Nothing really happened today. I went to work as usual... and a church youth group came and helped out.
Yesterday, I saw complete ownage of Kenji's little friend Kevin. Kevin thought that he knew everything there is to know about cars and made fun of my Pontiac GTO...which is un-excusable. So, major thanks to Andrew who completely beat the pride out of this kid and stuck him in his place. I wish I had a camera, because the faces of complete humiliation were oh-so-very satisfactory.
Yesterday, I saw complete ownage of Kenji's little friend Kevin. Kevin thought that he knew everything there is to know about cars and made fun of my Pontiac GTO...which is un-excusable. So, major thanks to Andrew who completely beat the pride out of this kid and stuck him in his place. I wish I had a camera, because the faces of complete humiliation were oh-so-very satisfactory.
Sunday, July 28, 2002
I woke up at 3 today, watched Harry Potter and did homework.
Wowz, I'm pathetic. I haven't sent any of the presents yet. Also, I have 3 letters sitting around that still haven't mailed yet. (Sheena, I sent one but it came back saying you don't live there anymore.... !?!?)
Ugh. I don't feel too healthy. Coughing, sneezing and headahces...(Although I don't think the loud music is helping the headahce situation)
Wowz, I'm pathetic. I haven't sent any of the presents yet. Also, I have 3 letters sitting around that still haven't mailed yet. (Sheena, I sent one but it came back saying you don't live there anymore.... !?!?)
Ugh. I don't feel too healthy. Coughing, sneezing and headahces...(Although I don't think the loud music is helping the headahce situation)
Thursday, July 25, 2002
Haha. My mom = retard.
Okay, I need to explain some background info before I start the actualy story. My brother, Kenji, who is 10 years of age, made a new friend after moving to ABQ. They see each other EVERYDAY. Kevin, the friend, comes at 8 in the morning and usually stays till dinner. I swear, they're buttsex buddies or something. They sure hang out together enough.
Anyway. Story goes as follows.
::WARNING:: The content of this story involves the female monthly cycle. *ahem* So, don't read ahead if you don't particularly like these things. ::WARNING::
So, I come home and figure out... the 'visitor' has come. Shit. So, I walk into the kitchen and say to my mom, 'The fuckin' monthly visitor is back.' And she goes, "Again? Well, you better send him home, it's dinner time." My dad and I start laughing our asses off because she thought we were talking about Kevin.... and just thinking about sending 'the monthly visitor' home.... hahaha. Idiot...
Okay, I need to explain some background info before I start the actualy story. My brother, Kenji, who is 10 years of age, made a new friend after moving to ABQ. They see each other EVERYDAY. Kevin, the friend, comes at 8 in the morning and usually stays till dinner. I swear, they're buttsex buddies or something. They sure hang out together enough.
Anyway. Story goes as follows.
::WARNING:: The content of this story involves the female monthly cycle. *ahem* So, don't read ahead if you don't particularly like these things. ::WARNING::
So, I come home and figure out... the 'visitor' has come. Shit. So, I walk into the kitchen and say to my mom, 'The fuckin' monthly visitor is back.' And she goes, "Again? Well, you better send him home, it's dinner time." My dad and I start laughing our asses off because she thought we were talking about Kevin.... and just thinking about sending 'the monthly visitor' home.... hahaha. Idiot...
Wednesday, July 24, 2002
Today, was the first day of my 'volunteer work.' It's not really volunteering on my part, because I was against signing up.
Anyway. I work at the local foodbank. My only friend is the boy who is the janitor for a summer job. I work from 8 o'clock in the morning to 4 PM. I haul bigass boxes around and I stack shelves with food, and take down moldy things. Although this job is boring as hell, there are some stories that come out of it.
Story #1:
In the pastry isle, there are outdated and rotting items that have to be sent to the garbage everyday. My job, is to take them off the shelves and make sure they're accounted for. So, I pull them off and put them into the shopping cart to be hauled away. So, as I was de-shelving these things, this lady came and started trying to sneak things from the garbage cart. She's trying to be all inconspicuous and steal them, so I turn to her and say, "Excuse me ma'am, but those are all heading for the trash. They carry diseases..." She goes, "Oh..." and walks off, leaving her cart there. She didn't come back. I think I scared her away.
Story #2:
(I have many jobs at the foodbank. Another, aside from pastry, is the bread isle. It's harder than it looks to shelf bread. I have new found respect for people who work at any convenience store.) Anyway, I'm stacking th bread, blah blah and this spunky old guy comes up to me and says, "Are your parents punishing you?" I just kinda laugh and say, " Uh, I moved here and I don't really get along with many people, so I'm here." Either way, he praised me for my work...
Okay, enough of the boring stories, chances are, if you've read this far your either extremely bored, or you care about my life thiiiiis much. ::shows small space between thumb and index finger::
My word, is 'wowz' don't use it.
Anyway. I work at the local foodbank. My only friend is the boy who is the janitor for a summer job. I work from 8 o'clock in the morning to 4 PM. I haul bigass boxes around and I stack shelves with food, and take down moldy things. Although this job is boring as hell, there are some stories that come out of it.
Story #1:
In the pastry isle, there are outdated and rotting items that have to be sent to the garbage everyday. My job, is to take them off the shelves and make sure they're accounted for. So, I pull them off and put them into the shopping cart to be hauled away. So, as I was de-shelving these things, this lady came and started trying to sneak things from the garbage cart. She's trying to be all inconspicuous and steal them, so I turn to her and say, "Excuse me ma'am, but those are all heading for the trash. They carry diseases..." She goes, "Oh..." and walks off, leaving her cart there. She didn't come back. I think I scared her away.
Story #2:
(I have many jobs at the foodbank. Another, aside from pastry, is the bread isle. It's harder than it looks to shelf bread. I have new found respect for people who work at any convenience store.) Anyway, I'm stacking th bread, blah blah and this spunky old guy comes up to me and says, "Are your parents punishing you?" I just kinda laugh and say, " Uh, I moved here and I don't really get along with many people, so I'm here." Either way, he praised me for my work...
Okay, enough of the boring stories, chances are, if you've read this far your either extremely bored, or you care about my life thiiiiis much. ::shows small space between thumb and index finger::
My word, is 'wowz' don't use it.
Thursday, July 18, 2002
Although I posted today, I felt a strange urge to come back here. I made my own bot for AIM... Because I was lonely and I wanted to talk to something that would amuse me.
In the GenMay, today, there was a thread named: 'Attention Whores' It was all about flaming the attention whores in that forum and others. And what to my wonder... the biggest whore of them all had to poke her fatass in there and say her input on who was an attention whore. Yet, she wasn't on that list. Grrr... whore.
In the GenMay, today, there was a thread named: 'Attention Whores' It was all about flaming the attention whores in that forum and others. And what to my wonder... the biggest whore of them all had to poke her fatass in there and say her input on who was an attention whore. Yet, she wasn't on that list. Grrr... whore.
Well, I won't say what happened to me yesterday, because 1) it was very embarrassing.. and 2) It was a really fucking long ordeal.
Today, My mom took my brother and I to 'Old Town Albuquerque', where they have small shops and antiques and what not. I bought a couple presents for about 5 people. Most are completely random, and some have meanings. If you recieve a package in the mail from 9621 San Bernardino Ave... then you were one of the 5. Congratulations.
Today, My mom took my brother and I to 'Old Town Albuquerque', where they have small shops and antiques and what not. I bought a couple presents for about 5 people. Most are completely random, and some have meanings. If you recieve a package in the mail from 9621 San Bernardino Ave... then you were one of the 5. Congratulations.
Tuesday, July 16, 2002
Haven't blogged in ::gasp:: a whole 4 DAYS!!! Oh no. What if something exciting happened in those 4 days, and I didn't write in my beloved blog!?!?!? Well, to update you, nothing has happened at all. Still no friends, still sit on my ass etc.
I installed BW and got a B.net account about three days ago and I've been on and off all day, everday ever since. Infact, I played from 10:00 (When I got back from school) till 3:30 today. I am terrible, and I am a heavy weight on whomever's team I am on, yet Aaron always select me to be with him. The nice guy. Maybe, eventually I won't suck so much dick and I'll get better at it.
Eversince the butt-crack of dawn, today has been a shit day. I had to awake at 6:00 to go to La Cueva's pre-registration shizat this morning. We went, filled out numerous forms and then talked with the counselor about which classes I had to take. For some, they were nice, waved some and just gave me the full credit. But for others, I'll most likely have to take summer school to make up for. Then, after coming home, I had to watch my brother and his new friend while my mom went to shop. I hate kids. Especially kids who think they know more than me. Dumbshit kid... 200MHz is NOT more than 2.0GHz. I've had no peace and quiet, I have a headache... and I want to go home goddammit.
Heut' ist nicht mein tag...
I installed BW and got a B.net account about three days ago and I've been on and off all day, everday ever since. Infact, I played from 10:00 (When I got back from school) till 3:30 today. I am terrible, and I am a heavy weight on whomever's team I am on, yet Aaron always select me to be with him. The nice guy. Maybe, eventually I won't suck so much dick and I'll get better at it.
Eversince the butt-crack of dawn, today has been a shit day. I had to awake at 6:00 to go to La Cueva's pre-registration shizat this morning. We went, filled out numerous forms and then talked with the counselor about which classes I had to take. For some, they were nice, waved some and just gave me the full credit. But for others, I'll most likely have to take summer school to make up for. Then, after coming home, I had to watch my brother and his new friend while my mom went to shop. I hate kids. Especially kids who think they know more than me. Dumbshit kid... 200MHz is NOT more than 2.0GHz. I've had no peace and quiet, I have a headache... and I want to go home goddammit.
Heut' ist nicht mein tag...
Friday, July 12, 2002
Sunday, July 07, 2002
I blog, only because Kenji kicked me off SC. Well, the other day we bought a new HP. (Fuck yeah!) I'm not worthy of such a computer. Well, actually its 'the family computer' so I don't think they'll let me install anything other than AIM on it. Bummer.
Other than buying the HP and unpacking everything, I went and saw La Cueva High School today. It's a good sized school, three stories tall and is larger than RHS. Has about 2,400 students and all that jazz. I'm supposing the school colors are black and red because they painted the school accordingly. It almost looks like the house of Satan, complete with a glass roof over the Main hall that looks similar to the roof over the Regal Cinema 8 in the Columbia Center mall.
I still miss Richland. My room is decorated with RHS stickers everywhere...
Well, Kenji's outside with the neighbors, so I return to my game.
Other than buying the HP and unpacking everything, I went and saw La Cueva High School today. It's a good sized school, three stories tall and is larger than RHS. Has about 2,400 students and all that jazz. I'm supposing the school colors are black and red because they painted the school accordingly. It almost looks like the house of Satan, complete with a glass roof over the Main hall that looks similar to the roof over the Regal Cinema 8 in the Columbia Center mall.
I still miss Richland. My room is decorated with RHS stickers everywhere...
Well, Kenji's outside with the neighbors, so I return to my game.
Thursday, July 04, 2002
Well, in a matter of minutes, we'll be out watching the illegal fireworks, while we light off our own junk. The funny thing is, almost everything was banned because of the drought, but that stopped no one from buying bigger better shit. And as soon as my mom stops her 'Make everyone miserable" spree, we'll get around to lighting them off as a family. Until then, here I sit with a popsicle in my mouth and my fingers tapping away at the keyboard. Holy shit, this is starting to sound like a book, how creepy. Anyway, I miss everyone back home and I hope they all have a 'Happy Birthday USA' day and light some shit on fiya!!
Wednesday, July 03, 2002
I forgot to say what the address for the new one was. hcrcrasian.blogspot.com
Wow... it's amazing how quick people turn on you when they know they wont have to see your face anymore. Brian took sides with Kurt and both bitched me out... and said that I was never nice, when in truth, Brian has bitched constantly about what Kurt does. Hm.
Wow... it's amazing how quick people turn on you when they know they wont have to see your face anymore. Brian took sides with Kurt and both bitched me out... and said that I was never nice, when in truth, Brian has bitched constantly about what Kurt does. Hm.
Well,I just got another blog. Something I can play around with. I want to keep this one the way it is... and just play around with the template on the other one. I'm learning hexadecimals and I needed something to work with. Good news eh? I may even post on it, but this will remain as the primary blog.
Tuesday, July 02, 2002
I miss everyone so much, even though it is only been a few hours since I've seen them. I guess I could live without seeing them for one night only because there was some consolation in the fact that I would see them the next day. Moving turned out to be easier and harder than I thought it would be. Settling in and finding all the food was easy. I claimed my room, the 3 car garage and the computer and called it good. But... my only friend is my dad and he's off to work at 7:30min the morning till 5. This will turn out to be the worst summer of my entire life... but I'm not exactly looking forward to school either. The garage here would've been perfect for a LAN party. There is a sound system built into the garage and there's is quite a bit of space and it remains colder than all of the house...too bad I don't have any friends.
I'm making some changes to this computer. I'm too used to having my large array of songs to choose from, and my dad only has 15 songs. I made sure that the first song I downloaded was 'Morning Glory' by Jamiroquai. And I've listened to it all morning. Now to move onto other things. Goodbye all.
I'm making some changes to this computer. I'm too used to having my large array of songs to choose from, and my dad only has 15 songs. I made sure that the first song I downloaded was 'Morning Glory' by Jamiroquai. And I've listened to it all morning. Now to move onto other things. Goodbye all.
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