Friday, May 10, 2002

happy place



where is my happy place? when people are down, or there's something very wrong, they think of their favorite place in the whole wide world, or their favorite memory.

i don't have one...

everything that's happy was happy, but now isn't.

i don't have a girlfriend anymore,

my dog is too old to play,

my computer only has 128mb SD ram... (that one really makes me sad)

i dunno.. i think of the good ass times, like the dorms..

but i don't chill with those kids no more.



what is it? i dunno... that's the biggest problem. i don't know enough to make any decisions.

i think about a decision that must be made, but just like what religeon, i'm not 100% knowledgeable about the decision. and so if i don't know what i'm getting into i'm not sure if i want to make that decision...



so i get all confused, stressed out, and panikie... so i tell myself go to my happy place!



but where does that get me? i lost my happy place =(

Thursday, May 9, 2002

updating



i feel like updating... i need to.

if practise makes perfect then i've almost achieved unperfection.

ie, my spelling.

i could go back and change it, but it'd actually me going forward in time, to change something that i've previously done, and thus changing history maybe for the worst. so i'm going to leave practice with a 's' and i'm going to not find how you really spell achieve, even if it's right i'd not know.



so i read my brother's blog and he's so upset at people living their lives the way that he thinks he should be living his. it's weird cause in a sense i wrote that in my previous post. i just looked at it with a totally different perspective.



so anyhow, i had this training on religeon. and i wasn't sure what to do.

they put signs all around the room: jewish, catholic, christian, prodistant, wiccs, rastafarian, non-believer, other....



i went to other.

they had agnostic, but i wasn't sure i even belonged there. religeon is such a weird subject, it's almost eaiser to say i'm a christian and not do shit for it, than to say i'm nothing, and well not do shit. people were trying to label what it was i had decided on for me, and the fact of the matter is that i've not decided, so how could they? maybe their religeon gives them special powers that i don't have...



i was kinda biffed about the whole discussion so i just told people my analogy. analogys are great, you can give someone who has no experience in a subject a parallel to something that they do have experience in. it's all about that if a = b and b = c then a = c theorm. i mean that's the basis of more than one could imagine.

but yea, so i told them that asking me what religeon i am is like asking a person who's never watched TV what's their favorite TV show. i mean they've heard stories, and they've talked to people about TV shows extensively. but they still have never seen one. so how could they really choose ?

answer: they can't. so i couldn't. besides i don't like TV that much anyhow.

but this is about religeon... or is it?

Wednesday, May 8, 2002

loser



sometime i just feel like a loser. even tho i didn't really lose anything... well at that time.

it's just that my peers are going places, and they have things.

i'm going places and i have things too.. but the places i go are to school, and to parties where i'm possibly the oldest person there, and the things i have are small material things.



altho it only takes a few people to make it feel like everybody!



like when i was 16, two of my friend had cars... lots of kids i knew didn't have cars, but to me it felt like everybody except me had one. and i wanted more than anything to get one.

it finally happened and boy it wasn't so grand, cause by the time i got one, i felt like there were so many other things that other people had that i didn't!



damn, it's been so long, i feel so old, yet i'm so young!



i'm not sure what to say here to express what i feel.. i just talked to someone who i pretty much only know from my past and it kinda put me there. in the past.

i don' t really like the past.

i like the changes that the future brings.

change is the only proof that time exists



and i haven't been proving time exists lately. guess that's all that's troubling me
so excited about this!

Wednesday, May 1, 2002

contest for the best cartoon in the world...

check it out,

you comment on different blogs to put in votes pretty fun!



main site



so i took another quiz sent to me by the fray and guess who i am!



BART!

anyhow, that's not what's on my mind.. i'm thinking about game.



not like hunting deer or anything, like guys hunting girls...



i was talking to one person about another person and we were wondering "how does he get chicks?" we concluded that he has no game, and well it's hard to get the girliees with no scheme right?

wrong.

no game is game.

the girls like a honest, non "try to get in your pants" type of guy.. it's just that there's all these other guys that have game that make them look better than they really are.

girls have game too but we're neglecting that for this entry.



but yea, so then i reflect on myself...

so there's not really many girls that spark my intrest really.. but there's this one right. and well i'm thinking what's my game? i don't really have much game do i?

so i'm wondering if i'm the nogame kinda guy rite?

nopes... i'm like in the middle of no game and game. which is technically NO GAME.

like i don't have enough game to get chicks, but i have enough to scare them away and see that i'm not a gameless guy.



all this gaming... take the quiz, bart needs no chicks!!!

quiz

Monday, April 29, 2002

biffed



so i got jacked today... by guess who?

fuckin microsoft!



so i pirated a copy of win xp and now i'm running that rite.. ok so who buys that kinda stuff these days anyhow... that's not the point. point is that i went and purchased with 25 of my own dollars the stupid fish screen saver rite.... yea so what big deal i bought a 25 dollar screensaver... it's been done before ...



BUT they only give you three of the fish... and the fucking shit head fuck fucks want you to pay 21.95 more to get all 15 fish!!!

iv'e been cursed with a love for fish i swear!



such a sucka. it's just wrong, wrong wrong wrong.



now that i've shown exactly HOW inteligent i really am, i'm going to look at my fish-screensaver...





damn!

Wednesday, April 24, 2002

just took a quiz...

made my rainy day a bit brighter.

thanks nancy



turns out that i'm bubbles!

who knew:

bubbles, she's the cute one!



here's the link to the quiz i took... more on birthday's later

boobs



boobs, every guy thinks boobs are important, no matter what they say they are important! i mean it's one of the few things that defines a woman, and well if a guy likes a woman then he's going to like boobs since they're part of a woman.

AND

since guys are big on them, well, so are girls! girls care about boobs too, they want them to look nice, be nice, and attract attention from guys. maybe not at all times, but sometimes they do.



THE QUESTION:

so what about those girls who don't have "the perfect boobs"



do guys still like those girls??



THE ANSWER:

hells yea. just cause a girl doesn't have the perfect rack doesn't mean she's not the perfect girl, or woman for that matter.

i mean i see lots of pretty girls that i think would be more attractive sexually with bigger boobs...

BUT that doesn't mean that they should get their boobs done to look so.



fake boobs are a turn off.

first off if someone is so vain as to pay thousands of dollars so that their boobs are bigger isn't someone that i'm looking for.

second off if money isn't an issue and they're filty rich and the few thou isn't really a big deal to them it's still a turn off that they're not happy enough with what they look like already.

i personally think it's very sexy when a girl is comfortable with her body, and content with what she has. even more so if it's NOT the typical hourglass shape body.

i mean i like a typical bikini model body as much as the next guy

but it's different.

the principles

the priorities

there's so much that is just plain wrong...



it's like me going out and getting a fake sixpac... (cause i've got a fat gut)

but it'd just not really be ME.



and that's what i ultimatley want, ME... wait no, damn man... blogging's got me losing my mind and my thoughts in one consecutive manner...

bottom line, i don't like fake boobs... let's boycott them!

Tuesday, April 23, 2002

went to frisco.

ate

went to berkeley

ate,

went to oakland

ate...



the bay was a good ass vacation for me. the only negative reprocussion was that today (monday) i still felt like i was on vacation.

i mean being a tourist is pretty draining, specially walking up that hill before lombard street (the most crooked street in the world)

the most curvy street



it's strange... i hung out with people that i don't really hang out with, well not normally. and i realized that there's lots of people in the world that i've not gotten to know and prolly would love to spend time with.

it's kinda sad that there's prolly kids i'd get along with somewhere else on this planet and i'll never get to even know them...



what if in some far away country is the perfect girl for me?

and i'm the perfect guy for her.



but since we're so far away we'll never meet and we'll spend all our lives looking for eachother but not finding each other and settling and ultimately end up miserable at the age of 70...

i guess it happens to people, could happen to me.

and my girl!