Month: March 2004

  • Here I sit, staring at the rectangular lights upon my desktop. Fingers moving in a robotic manner. "Tap, tap, tap..." Unwilling to compensate thoughts for sleep. Unwilling to compensate thoughts for progress. Within the vicinity of my apartment, I continue to rot as maggots crawl in and out of the wounds of my cadaver. I fester and release an uncurable plague upon those who cross my path. If the fear does not hit you, if it is not enough to cause you to sweat, begin your sickness, or even vomit... Perhaps you should approach me if you think you are 'fearless'; perhaps you should learn to give up before your fallacy hits you in the face like a solid concrete brick wall laying in the middle of a walkway. What are you willing to give? Is it time? Is it effort? Is it blood? Is it pride? Is it money? Is it sweat? Is it your life? You cannot win.


    Bored, nothing like a couple seconds of creative writing. I really need a faster computer, I want to play new games with the highest settings and no lag.

  • Push yourself to the limits, until you break, until you bleed, until you can't go further anymore... This feeling is burning inside me... I want to do grouse grind again...


  • "If God hadn't wanted us to eat animals, He wouldn't have made them out of meat."


    Yea, no real point to my newer entries... just a refreshing one liner until my brain recovers.

  • Today was a good day, cleaned the place up and done some fun stuff.

  • Grr... fucking hate my dad, although he can be ok at times. Can't wait until I grad, then I get to live with my mom in Toronto.Ahahha, then no more stupid smoking father who nags for things he never said not to do. I don't want to see him anymore.

  • Yay, computer fixed.  Boo, I am friggen exhausted.
    Yay, plans for weekend!  Boo, I am friggen broke.
    Yay, some spare time.  Boo, I need to sleep.
    The moral of the story, don't be tired or broke.

  • What the fuck. My computer is a peice or shit headache, I want to throw it out the window. When I get a job... first priority will be a new computer, omfg... Formatted 3 times and none of my cds worked, so I had to wait a day and borrow Eric's cd. Now I installed and sure I guess it was okay, but now I find out xp is a fucking dirty hooker and needs activation... So I need to re-borrow the cd again saturday to format and reinstall this peice of shit. Aggghh, fucking headache. If only I knew to install the last version on the cd rather than the first retail one. Fucking, oh my... Hand me a gun and I will gladly shoot my computer to smitherines.


    Secondly, I just hiked 3/4 of Grouse Grind today, up and down - so my legs are killing me. I feel so tired, and yet here I am pounding away on my keyboard staring at this stupid Xanga. What a stupid waste of time. Grr, the pain and stress never ends... Then weekend. A busy weekend, agghh!! Hopefully I can get a good amount of shut-eye.

  • STUDY DAY #2: +++
    Frick'n, one more day until my stress is gone, two more days until all stress is gone! Two tests over the next two days, yay... The funny thing is I'm actually working for it, gotta make my 3rd term mark shine - after all it is the final term... Forever, wahaha... Then I'll celebrate on Thursday after school by running up Grouse Grind, my run to victory! Hopefully I won't die out like during the summer, yet I really doubt that I'm ready to run all the way - because I'm alot worse than in the summer... Gotta train for it! This summer I'm gonna run up that big clump of dirt once a week!


    EDIT: Haha... good memories, since I've started working out more - my hunger has increased... and so has my liquid consumption, fun. -.-;; Got sidetracked and worked out for like 20 mins during intermission of homework.


    EDIT: Sidetracked yet again...

  • STUDY DAY#1: +++
    Fucking zits, fuck you stupid ugly things... Need to start sleeping more, bleh... day after tomorrow expect alot more zZz... Meanwhile it's study city, even though this stuff is so easy.

  • RESUMES Day #1: +++
    Har, har... Booyaka, I've been handing out resumes like crazy - hopefully the shotgun effect works. PLUS, each and every resume says I want to work out at that specific store I gave the resumes to. Yarr, take that ya bastards and hire me with a high pay job right away... Erm, please?

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