Yep. I could've gone ot the Spectrum to hang out with cool people today, but fate had it that i had to fucking to to hacienda fuckign height to hang out with my equally fucking cousins. But I suppose some family time was in order, since i trade about an average of 20 words with my brother every day, mostly consisting of 'shut' 'the' 'fuck' 'up' 'retard' 'stupid' 'faggot' and 'gayass'.

So I had the opportunity to talk to Tiffany (my cousin, not any other deritives thereof) and I learned a lot about the school system in our less-than lucky asian countries. Here are a couple of interesting tibits that I gathered:

-Students fear the teacheres for their grades, the teachers fear the students for their lives. Students actually beat up their teachers in class, throw them out of the room, and lock the door

-Fights aplenty. One of my cousin's friends got their forearm chopped off by a watermelon knife (basically, an oversized butcher knife) in a fight. Ouch.

-Hot girls sell their pictures for 5 bucks apiece. And the sad thing is, people actually buy them. Some guys write them notes, but they just rip them apart right in their face and laugh.

-Someone have a grudge against you? You better watch your stuff, because some people dump food into your backpack, and throw it out the window

-Classes are separated by sex, with the girls in one building and boys in the other. Gays and lesbians run rampant because you dont' see much of the other sex.

-Photo-machines are a new addiction: some students are known to take $80 dollars worth of these pictures in one day. These are then sold to guys for money.

And well.. That's' it for me. I'm going to try to convince my parents to take me to the spectrum to hang out with Mike (yanh)... damn you elijah for loosing the number!

I'm out. Lates

I'm willing to manipulate people through combustion.

No, I'm not racist. And note that I do not plan to eliminate entire races: but some races just seems to piss me off more frequently than others.

It is getting close to the last straw for that special someone. If that fucker pisses me off one more time... I'll be able to choose between turning him and his entire kind to turn turbines or contribute to our greenhouse effect (third choice: fertilizer). When the time is right, of course.

Seig Heil

Das Reich,
Out.

THE FOB bysystm: would you like some agent orange poured into your lungs?
erijna1 uNique: uh...
erijna1 uNique: is that the stuff from evangelion
THE FOB bysystm: ?
erijna1 uNique: that oxygenate your lungs
erijna1 uNique: without you needing to breathe
THE FOB bysystm: no...

Who wants some (agent) orange juice?

A pretty boring, pretty normal day...

The Ten Commandments. Revisted.

Thou shalt no God but me adore:
'Twere too expensive to have more.

No images nor idols make
For Robert Ingersoll to break.

Take not God's name in vain; select
A time when it will have effect.

Work not on Sabbath days at all,
But go to see the teams play ball.

Honor thy parents. That creates
For life insurance lower rates.

Kill not, abet not those who kill;
Thou shalt not pay thy butcher's bill.

Kiss not thy neighbor's wife, unless
Thine own thy neighbor doth caress

Don't steal; thou'lt never thus compete
Successfully in business. Cheat.

Bear not false witness -- that is low --
But "hear 'tis rumored so and so."

Covet thou naught that thou hast not
By hook or crook, or somehow, got.

And one about decisions:

A leaf was riven from a tree,
"I mean to fall to earth," said he.

The west wind, rising, made him veer.
"Eastward," said he, "I now shall steer."

The east wind rose with greater force.
Said he: "'Twere wise to change my course."

With equal power they contend.
He said: "My judgment I suspend."

Down died the winds; the leaf, elate,
Cried: "I've decided to fall straight."

"First thoughts are best?" That's not the moral;
Just choose your own and we'll not quarrel.

Howe'er your choice may chance to fall,
You'll have no hand in it at all.
G.J.

The above was taken from the Devil's Dictionary, which is a lot more useful than the real one. Credits are given so that special someone cannot bitch about me plagerising

Commando Kelly
Hidden Valley Ranch Dressing

You people need to calm down... I have no idea what's gotten into you guys.

That, and track is a lot of fun. My legs were violently shaking for reasons unknown, althought i inquired the coach and he told me to drink water and stretch...

Some brand new feelings. Imagine my leg muscles like pistons: now, after running, it seems like someone ripped the cylinder open. Yes, it hurts like a sonuvabitch.

We need to learn some songs so that we can sing them while we run. Blood upon the risers? Ballad of Rodger Young? Theme of the 101st?

Nothing else to do...

Oh yea, that, and I figured out why I'm not getting along with my family: theyre all fucking hypocrites, and my dad feels the need to find fault in everyone elevate himself. What a faggot.

man jefff... if you want to post, press 'post and publish', not just 'post'...
i dunno how many times i've told you this now

now onto the real post:

you all are (actually, just a few of you) exhausted after winter formal... and the general opinion was that it was pretty fun. Well, MY reason for not going to winter formal was because of chinese new year (lots of bs there) and well.. i did a lot of nothing.

On the night of winter formal: went to some house near winston's for a church dinner party thing. A great way to spend the first day of chinese new years. Our church moms made a shitload of dumplings and cooked it in this huge pot, churning out around 50 dumplings ever minute. It was sick as hell.

Tonight: I went to some freshman's house and had some fob burritos (they were worst than previouser, just basically wrap sushi recipies stuffs into seaweed and sand paper. It sucked

And i didn't get jack money so far. this is gay.