Qube

I just finished what has got to be the easiest assignment I've ever had. It was a fourteen slide power point about ethics. It told about how using "shareware" past its expiration date was unethical and illegal. I felt a little hypocritical once I was done. I can personally thing of about a million times where I cracked a piece of software to be able to use it as long as I wanted.

I need money. I'm going to start selling things. Anybody want to buy an Xbox? Hrm? Some Xbox or PS2 games? I should just gather up a bunch of stuff and go down to the pawn shop. I need my damn license, that's what I need. Then I could get a job and not have to worry about money so much. Jared needs to get me a job at Ace. I could be his lackey. I'd follow him around with a thing of baby power, and whenever one of the people that work in the garden center acts afool Jared would hold out his hand, I would powder him up, and he could lay the smack down.

Yeah. Its like that. Peace.

Philanthropy

Jared keep just sort of giving me things. He left his wireless router over here when he left. I'm telling you, if he keeps this string of donations to the Panguan Fund up he could very well be eligible for tax deductions. I'm not sure if he left it here because he didn't want to haul it back to his house, or because he doesn't want it period. Either would be fine. I should invest in an 802.11b card (think wireless internet) in any case. Even if he takes the router back, it would come in mad handy to just be able to bring my computer over to Jared's house and have it work without tracking big-ass LAN cables all over the damn place; or when he brings it over here for our LAN events, I wouldn't have to track said cable through my living room.

Of course, he could just leave it here permanently, have all of the above be true, and I get wireless internet in my room. That would be nice. If he decides otherwise I wouldn't exactly have very much leverage to sway him otherwise. The monitor, keyboard, and computer I'm typing this on are all his, it isn't as though he's never done anything for me.

Overdrive

That is the perfect word to describe what mode my body is operating in right now. Overdrive.

I haven't slept since Friday night, the only reason I'm still going right now is because of the three cans of Sobe Adrenaline Rush I sucked down last night during our spur-of-the-moment LAN. Yeah. Jared decided he had more time than he thought he would have after his FBLA trip was over, so we set plans into motion to go over his house and LAN again. Jared's dad, however, suggested that we have it over here. I'm guessing he was getting tired of us setting up shop every weekend, which is understandable.

I'll have to admit, getting the LAN up and running at my house was a wee bit more complicated than getting it working at Jared's house. I mean that in, it took longer to setup; once we got it working I have to say it works better than it works at Jared's house. We've both got ample keyboard and mouse room, we both get our own speakers, and Jared can use his wireless internet card. I may just be noticing all of this stuff because being at my house gives me the homefield advantage. I had to go through hell and high water to get the router Jared brought over to play nice with both of my computers, but I finaly got it working right. It took a little config magic to get things trucking like they're supposed to. At current I've got Jared's router "routing" my internet to three computers, which is cool.

Jared went to work a while ago. Its about one thirty now, and Jared left at...I think he left at nine something. He left his computer and things here, he didn't want to go through the trouble of packing all his things up before he headed to work. He tells me he'll be back at about five forty. Jared also left his digital camera here. I've been taking a bunch of pictures with it, just for novelty value.

Arg...I've used the phrase "running on empty" before, but this time I mean it. If I were to lay my head down on this desk, I would be out and counting Zs by the time this entry finished publishing. I've out for now. Peace.

Re-dying

For some reason I feel like telling you a little bit more about that Undying game. Maybe its just because I like it so much.

As you walk around in the mansion (or other places too, the entire game isn't just a mansion) you'll occasionally hear a voice, very faint, say things like "...look..." or "...look around...". You have this ability called "Scrye" that lets you, how should I put this...see things. You vision sort of tints and you see things in the spiritual plain. An example. In the mansion there is this room full of paintings, the wall is covered in portraits and landscapes. If you use "Scrye" you see what was once a normal looking portrait of Jerimiha's (your friend, and the mansion's owner) siblings, turn into a terrifying looking scene where his two brothers and sisters become horrible, bloody monsters. Or when you walk by a lamp-post near the front door and "Scrye" to see the light hanging from the post turn into a hanged man, swinging from gallows.

Ah.. I wanted to write more, but I'm tired. I'll see you guys later. Peace.

Undying

Jared gave me this crazy game called Undying. This is the absolute scariest game I have ever played. I'm this close from saying its scarier than Doom3.

At the very beginning of the game you walk down this hallway in this big-ass spooky mansion, and as you turn the corner, you see what looks like a bloody guy standing at the far end waving knives all around. Being a trained veteran of the first-person-shooter, I instantly trained my gun on him and waited for him to give me a reason to fire. I started walking towards him slowly, if he was going to run away I wasn't going to waste bullets shooting at the wall. As I was slowly walking towards him, still far enough away so that I couldn't see him very well, the lights flickered and dimmed. I looked towards the ceiling on reflex, trying to see what was happening to the lights, as soon as I looked back he was right in my damn face. I was like AHHH!!! The lights came back on and he was gone. Damn, that little encounter in the first five minutes of the game was enough for me to practically cement it as one of the games that will take up the majority of my time this weekend.

what's bad about it is that the entire damn mansion looks like an unsafe place to be. You know how you can be playing a scary game, and there will be places that you sort of feel safe in? Perhaps an infirmary full of medical supplies? Or the main hall where the lights are strong? Undying is totally devoid of such places. You're in a bad situation no matter where you are. For instance, I was walking around in this bedroom, looking for a key to the East Wing of the mansion, when I hear some glass shatter. I think; "Oh, here it comes. Time for the generic bust-through-the-window attack." I back up from the windows and aim at them, waiting for the inevitable break-and-enter. Hell no. This game will have no such crap. A goddamn monster reached through the wall and pulled me back into the hallway. Right through the damn wall. I was like AHHH!!! I'm telling you, this game is going to make me piss myself before I reach the end, and I'm only playing on "Easy" mode.

I would hate to see what it'll throw at you in "Nightmare" mode....

Zip

I'm in the library again, passing the time with another quick journal entry. Get ready people, panguan is about to drop it like it's hot.

I'm trying to get plans underway to make this week's LAN happen at my house instead of Jared's. I have no real problems with having my LANs at Jared's, its just that it would be nice to have the homefield advantage for once. I would also like to sit on a chair that doesn't assault the blood vessels in my legs. I'll see what happens.

The school day is short today. I doubt lunch will last long enough for me to get a sizeable journal entry written, but hey, I'm trying. I don't have anything planned for my extra three hours at home today, but I plan to enjoy them never the less.

I've got this crazy dual-monitor setup going on at home. I've got to tell you, it isn't as cool as I thought it would be. My second monitor is about half a foot higher than my eyelevel; I have to look almost straight up to see it. This hurts. I've got to find a better way to set it up so that I don't break my neck everytime I glance up at my media player. Ouch. My neck actually hurts. I've got to fix that when I get home.

My report card will look okay this six weeks. I've got a 94 in Computer Apps, a 78 in Honors Physical Science, a 74 in Latin II (I forgot to turn in a project worth 15 points. Ouch), I'm not sure what I have in Honors English III, but I'm almost sure I'm passing. The only reason I don't say "I'm positive I'm passing" is because if I do, something will happen and I'll fail.

We're reading "Catcher in the Rye" in English. That book is the business. I've only read the first 40 pages, and already it sounds exactly like a journal entry I would write. I had to stop myself from reading the entire damn book last night so I wouldn't get ahead of myself.

I'm going to stop and post this. Sometimes Blogger takes a while to post, and I'm not sure when lunch ends. Peace.

Rush

I was at Jared's house night before last. Saturday was this week's LAN; let me tell you, I'm never going to get tired of those things. I could do them every week, hell, I could do them twice a week and still have just as much fun. So far we've had both of them at Jared's house, but I'm going to try and find a way for me to host them at my place. Jared's house is fine, it's just that I don't think that Jared's parents are going to be keen on us doing this every weekend. It isn't that I don't have the space, it's just that I don't have a way for him to get internet access from inside my room. I'll try and figure something out.

Quake III has become our game of choice. We still play a good amount of Counter-Strike, but we played far more Q3 than we did CS. Quake 3 is probably better for LANs anyway; high speed games are more fun with less people. We recorded a demo of us running through Q3DM1 with God mode and unlimited Quad-Damage with the BFG10K. Jared reached 300 kills in about five minutes, I wasn't too far behind, either; I think I racked up about ~285. It was mad fun. I watch the demo we made and I remember the awesome time we had.

We've also found our new LAN drink. "Sobe Adrenaline Rush" is now our (or at least my) LAN fuel of choice. That stuff will keep you front and center. I only wish I bought more. Jared talked me into buying a can of "Starbuck's DoubleShot". I don't like that stuff. I should have bought like four cans of Adrenaline Rush, then I wouldn't have fallen asleep at five in the morning. Staying up until five in the morning may sound like a feat to some people, but when you're at a LAN, the goal is to bust out and all-nighter and keep it going well into the next day. If I had a can of Adrenaline Rush when I started falling asleep, I would have been ready to Rock n' Roll until three that afternoon. The funny thing is that Adrenaline Rush actually tastes good. Red Bull gets you juiced, but it isn't exactly tasty. I'm going to stock up on this stuff next week.

I brought that check my mom made out into Reel-Time and asked if I could break the check and get my change back so I could go elsewhere and buy food for the LAN. They said that they would break it if I bought something, anything would do. I was looking around the shop, just trying to find the least expensive thing I could. A fig bar, a piece of gum, something small like that. I ended up buying two comic books for 3.95 apiece. I know you're thinking "Wha? Least expensive? There have to be things in there for $.25!" I know, I know. But these are Devil May Cry comics. You know, like the video game. No? Ah, well. You don't have to understand for them to be awesome. As a matter of fact, I liked them so much that I stopped by the store again on my way home so I could buy the third one. I haven't read them all yet, but it would seem as though they're current. The last page of the third one advertises for "September swag", and then shows a bunch of cool shirts and hats. Seeing as it's September, I assume the fourth issue isn't out yet. The artwork in them is amazingly good. The sort of stuff that makes me realize that I absolutely suck at drawing. I couldn't even think up stuff that looks this good. I know it's possible to practice and learn to be moderately good with a pencil, but the guy that draws these comics has God-given talent the likes of which I'll never even come close to attaining. I'll make some mad high-quality scans when I get home today so I can show you how cool they are.

As you probably know, Jared just sort of gave me an entire computer a few weeks ago. He also gave a monitor, as my old one was horrible for gaming. It was damn-near impossible to put a high quality picture on it without it either getting really fuzzy, or just popping and turning off. Well, I figured as long as I had and extra monitor around, and I had an extra VGA adapter in my old computer, I might as well throw the old card in my new box and hook up the monitor. Now I've go monitors akimbo in my room. Don't get my wrong, my old monitor still sucks, but its alright for opening a media player on while I play games or do other things on my main monitor. I haven't really tried anything spiffy yet. The idea to try it struck me at about nine last night, so I only had an hour to set them up an see if they worked; on top of that I had to take a shower and do the dishes before bed at ten. I had just enough time to set them up, plug them in, and see that everything worked. They do, and they're awesome.

Wow. This is quite possibly the longest entry I've written to date. I'm impressed. I'll stop now and wrap it up. Peace.

Prepare

I'm getting all revved up for this week's LAN.

I've got my computer in my dining room right now. At first the plan was to just sort of set it in here so that it would be easier to move out the door when Jared came to pick me up; but I figured that as long as I had all the parts in one place, and I had broadband internet within my reach, I might as well hook it in and load it up. I've got like a million things downloading in the background as I type this, mostly things like demos and patches, some music. This LAN is going to be a lot better than last week's. This time we actually plan to play games, not just sit around and talk about playing games. Last week we sort of woke up and realized we only had about two hours left before Jared had to go to work, then we gamed like crazy. They were a good two hours, but we plan to make sure tonight is more game-filled. Even though my computer doesn't exactly rock the house, I'm sure I'll be able to hold my own in the majority of tonight's events.

Levi said he was coming too, but he doesn't have a computer of gaming-quality. I guess he plans to spectate. I don't mean to sound rude or mean, but I'm not cutting down on the amount of fun I plan to have just because Levi will be sitting there doing nothing the entire time. Maybe he can join in on some of our less hardware demanding events by using the old busted computer in Jared's kitchen. Levi said that he would buy and bring some Red-Bull for us to drink; we need LAN-fuel, I'm sort of counting on Levi to come through and keep us gaming throughout the night and into tomorrow morning.

(~Five Minutes Pass~)

On second thought, I can rely on myself for the majority of my LAN fuel tonight. I just asked my mom (I know, I'm a bum. So sue me.) for some LAN money and she handed my a $20 check, made out to Reel-Time.

....

Shit.

They don't call themselves "Reel-Time" anymore. They're "Eastern Shore Treasures" now. Arg. This is going to be awkward. I'll have to have my mom void this check and make out a new one. Geez. I don't think she'll be happy about this. It's my bad, really. She said "Make it out to Reel Time?" I was just like, "Uh..Yeah." Gah. Here I go.

Yeah. She made me out another check. Jared's here. I'm off.

Evade

I'm in the library right now, staying away from the cafeteria and all of sounds and smells that make me think of food. I forgot to get money before I went to school this morning, and I'm not about to bum money off of anybody I know. I'm shafted until I get home.

I forgot to do my Latin project...Again. It was due on Thursday, and here I am on Friday, still without my project finished. *sigh*...

The six weeks ends today, or rather it ends on Monday; most teachers set the cut-off date today, though. I'm pretty sure that I'm passing all of my classes, so I shouldn't have anything to worry about. I'm totally lost in Honors Physical Science right now, but I doubt that one week of total crashing will bring my 80 average into the danger zone; we don't really do very many things in there that she records a grade for. I hope to at least save grace with a 75.

I wish I had more to write about, but I'm really just burning time until lunch is over.

I'm looking forward to Jared's weekly LAN this week. Even though we've only had one, and this is the first week I've had one to look forward too, I've sort of turned it into my reason for living. I really look forward to the weekend LANs, they rock the house.

Okay, done writing. Peace.

Amaze

I haven't stopped by to write an entry in a while. I've posted recently, but I haven't really written in a long time.

I stayed home on Tuesday of this week to see if I could do one of my projects for English. It was due that day, and I thought it was a major grade; turns out it really wasn't as big as I thought it was. I stayed home to see if I could get a video camera from someplace, seeing as how I needed one to even attempt my project. We had a video camera at my Grandma's house, but it had been sitting in a box for 13 years and didn't really work right. It worked a little, but it couldn't play or record on any tape, and the display is all funky looking. I called Jared and Levi, but Jared was at work, and Levi had work to do. I was out of luck in every sense of the phrase. I never got it done, and I came to school empty handed the next day. Such is life.

Me and Jared had an awesome LAN party last Saturday night. Technically, it was a LAN party, but it was fun as hell never the less. I really can't remember verbatim what all we did that night, but it was boatload of fun. I won't try and write any entry about it, because truthfully, I couldn't do it justice. We plan to make it an annual event that goes down on every weekend. We've got plans to invite Russell to this weekend's LAN, but I haven't talked to him myself, so I don't know if he can make it or not. Damn, these are fun. I'll have to look for and download some new games for us to play.

I haven't been working on my writing lately, my stories. I'm disappointed in myself a bit. I can't express with words home much I enjoy writing. Nothing feels as good as creating entire worlds armed with only your imagination and a pen. (I use a computer, but saying "pen" sounds better, don't you think?)

I've still been drawing in my free time. I've yet to surprise myself like I did that time in Computer Apps, but I would guess that I'm getting better.

I've gotta' go. I'm in class right now and the period is almost over. Better to pack it up now than make a mad rush as the bell rings. Peace.

Back in Black

I had changed my Blog's template, but I've (as you can see) changed it back. The other theme wasn't as cool looking in the long run as I thought it was; plus, Jared said that he liked the black better, so I changed it back.

I'm still learning how to make my own template, but like I said, its a lot harder than it looks. I'll keep at it.

Library Blog. Proof that a gamer does experience boredom.

Basically, what panguan said is right. I don't have enough time to post a lot of journal entries, but sometimes at school, like now, I can slip one in. I haven't been doing too much lately, besides gaming, homework, and work work(money). I went out and bought (yes, bought) Unreal Tournament 2004. I knew I couldn't download it easily, being that it takes up 6 CDs, so I bought it. I know this is a first for me, but it was really nice to buy a legitimate game. And even better to play it without cracks and such. It runs great on my PC, even better than the demo did. Probably about twice the framerate, with even higher setting than before. I suck onli9ne, because e I'm not used to the gameplay anymore. I'm more used to CS right now, and they are very far apart on the spectrum of gaming modes that your brain utilizes when you play. (my theory) HA.

I'm in Latin 3 right now, and I finished my Power point presentation a couple of days ago, so I'm set. Basically I'm just wasting time, or using time that would be wasted otherwise.

Me and Panguan had a LAN party last weekend. It was pretty sweet. Pang bought Mster Chief from our local geek outlet, AKA video store. He watched our gaming from then on. Kayla came over while we were setting up and made us pizza, fuel for the soul. Because my LAN wasn't configured to actually be a LAN, and I didn't want to set it up then, we played CS most of the time. We joined random servers and played on the same team. Which I know, doesn't really count as a LAN party, but it was fun. We plan to do it this Saturday as well. Althought this time I have my LAN set up properly.

I'm also devoting some of my time making a web page using HTML. I guess every self respecting computer lover goes through one of these stages every once in a while, because I've done it a few times now. I hope Pang will find some good use for it, or something. I don't know. Maybe I'm just doing it to be doing it. E-commerce is way better than digital-communications. Far superior, and I don't have to do any menial, basic, application tasks like I used to. Barrett and I just sit in the corner, do HTML, and browse the internet. Sometimes we chat about unimportant things like world peace or something.

I think that's all for now. w00t.

Style

I changed my blog's template. I hope you all like it.

I've been working on making my own custom one, but it's a lot more complicated than it seems. Until I'm done with my own I've decided to change to this theme.

Peace.

Roll

I didn't go to school today. I planned on staying home and doing my third and final project for English, but it didn't happen. I tried to get my Grandma's old camcorder to work, but no matter what it didn't cooperate. I called Levi after school let out, but he couldn't come over to help, he said that he had work to do. I can understand this; considering he had plans to leave Mrs. Sherman's class, and now he can't, he does have quite a bit of shit to sift through if he wants to get a respectable grade this first six weeks. I also called Jared, or rather I called his house, Jared was at work. Jared's mom offered to let me go and borrow her camera, but I declined. I feel awkward enough around Jared's parents, I don't need to go over there while Jared, my only stabilizing factor, isn't there to take a $300 piece of video equipment home with me.

I have just resolved to not worry about it, it probably wasn't even worth taking a day off from school to try and fix. The video was only one third of a project, and even it the project is a large grade, I only missed 33% of it. This will give me a 67% (66.6 rounds up to 67) if she puts them all together as one grade. If she leaves them apart, that's even better. No matter how you look at it, one thing isn't going to drop my average 10 points to failing. (I hope)

I haven't been writing here as of late. I written, I just haven't posted, and while I am perfectly willing to share whatever happens to come across my mind, laziness often prevails and stops me from completing the march from my room to the kitchen computer to use the internet so I can post. Yeah, I'm that lazy.

I gave Jared posting rights here, the entry before this one is his. If he ever has anything he would like to say, he can post it here. He tells me he doesn't have enough time to keep a journal of his own, and with him juggling work and school, I believe him. He can drop in here whenever he wants.

Its late, I should go. Peace.

E-Commerce.. The ramblings of a rouge dork.

Yeah, well I got transferred to this class, instead of the dreadful digital communications. Me and Barrett get to do all kinds of HTML and whatever. Mostly look at computer mods and random internet stuff. I'll post a couple of G-mail convos from the early days, just for entertainment.

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starts with barrett
So there. I now have Gmail.

wow. Good, now we can talk during 3rd period.

Yup... I forgot to drop that damn class on friday...

you were going to leave me alone in that intelligence deprived hellhole?.. damn you

why yes, I was! MUAHAHAHAHAH. Anyways... it's 3rd period now and Iguess we can communicate like this... but the office is probablywatching.

so?
they're not about to mess with anything involving google. They already got sued once.Plus, most people arent exactly savvy to g-mail's existance, because its still in beta testing.

yes, this is true. G-Mail bez deh undaground shizit. Word.

True dat dawg

They have http://gmail.com blocked, but add the WWW and it works. Theysure are sharp... lol. This is far and away the dumbest collection ofsubhumans I have ever seen. Too long in here and I'll be calling for genocide...

true dat. genocide really wasnt that bad
it does make you value your computer skills though

haha, I did those dumb drills in about 5 minutes, and this guy next tome can't do that many words in three hours. Damn I feel superior!

haha

Yeah, I would feel sad, but then I realized that I'll never see him again after this class. I wish they would just remove the warning labels from dangerous products to let natural selection take its course.

Wow. Nice barrett. Like the "do not insert this curling iron into anyorephus" label?

haha, there's a swedish chainsaw with "Do not place near crotch." I mean, if you need to be told that shit you should be castrated.

And btw, in the case that you were going to see alien v. predator ou tof sheer boredom or masochism...http://tim.movementarian.com/archives/000487.html#more

srew that. I wasnt going to go see it anyways. Movies like that are like movies made after video games, or video games made from movies.They just always end up sucking.
most of them do anyways.

mmm trojan horse, using that ever so sneaky backdoor entry
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That was about 30 minutes of G-mailing. W00t.

Anyways, since this is my first post on panguans blog.. I think I'll say a couple of things.
MY COMPUTER PWNS...except.. My fucking video card. Goddamn that GeForce 4 mx440 bullshit. Im buying the new fucking GeForce 6800 Ultra. Screw the money. I need something thats worth putting in my computer for a while without having random driver and directx problems. Gotta go.

Joke

I've been on my computer all day downloading music. Not new music really, just all the music that I lost when I got my new computer and had to reformat my hard drives. I've also been using the new Windows Media Player 10 "test release" that came out a while ago. It totally rocks the house. I've also been wrestling with my old busted CD-Burner for the last hour. I didn't really care that it was broken while I had my old computer, seeing as how it couldn't really burn CDs anyways.

I haven't written my Thursday letter to Mrs. Sherman yet. I really don't have anything to say to that woman. Well, I've got plenty to say, but nothing that I could actually say without severely hindering my ability to pass her class. Her entire "Thursday Letter" idea is a joke. She tells us we're supposed to tell her what we think of her class. If I told her what I really thought of her class she would not be happy with me. I think its a class full of bullshit, really. Actually, I find the entire high school deal just a big barrel of bullshit. I don't need to know one damn thing they've taught me. (I'm employing hyperbole here, I'm sure there are things I've learned that I use.)

As you can probably tell, I don't get too worked up over school. Like I have stated before, all I need to do is walk into a job interview with a good looking 3D Maya video, or some nice looking source code to land a high-paying gig. Even if I don't end up a high paid 3D animator or programmer, I'll still be happy. Its sort of sad that people waste what is supposedly the "best time of your life" in school working towards having a high-paying job. Money doesn't equal happy. I've made it my personal goal to be happy without having to bust ass all my early life. Sure, I'd like to be a rich programmer, but I would be happy working at an EBgames talking about and helping people with video games all day. Seeing as how games and computers are my passion, working with and around them everyday sounds good to me. I'm rambling, I'll stop now.

Neither here nor there

I wrote this yesterday, so when it says "today", it means "yesterday".

I didn't go to school today. It was one of those days where the instant I gained consciousness, my mind was just like "Screw school. Just roll over and go back to sleep."

Who am I to argue?

I didn't really do very much, now that I think about it. Most people skip school so they can do things like go to the beach, go shopping, or some other activity that the unintelligent teenagers of today do. I'll have none of that. You guys can run to the beach and get skin cancer if you want. You're also welcome to walk around at the Wal-Mart and get you wallet lifted; no, really, be my guest. When I skip school, I just hang back at home and relax; or so that's my motto, I was actually quite active today. I spent most of my time out in the living room killing time until Alien started on TV. That movie is awesome. I also went to a restaurant on Harker's Island and ate a big-ass cheese burger for lunch; much better than that over-priced slop they serve up in the cafeteria at school. I also used my idle time today to finish some homework that I neglected to do this weekend. All of it was from Mrs. Sherman, as per the usual. She is the only teacher I have that dishes out homework on the weekends; I swear, sometimes I think she's just out to ruin my day.

Rodents

Lets get this out of the way. There are three Modest Mouse songs that I like. Three (3). There may be more, but I haven't heard them yet.

Float On
Paper Thin Walls
Third Planet

Thats it. Like I said, there may be others that I like, but at current I'm unwilling to shirt through hours of emo to get find them. Get it, got it, good.

Vacation

I didn't go to school yesterday. It turned out to be one of those days that I just woke up and thought. "Meh. I'll take the day off. Go back to sleep." I did. I wrote a bigger entry about my day yesterday, I'll post it when I get home.

This week is going to be interesting. Seeing as how I took the day off yesterday, I'll only have three days of school to drudge through before I'm out for another weekend. Sounds like a good deal to me. Today shouldn't be that bad. It's Wednesday, so I'll have to get my Thursday letter written to Mrs. Sherman tonight, that'll take all of fifteen minutes. I'll probably have a boatload of stuff to do in Honors Physical Science, but that goes without saying; she always sticks us with a bunch of junk. Mrs. Schooley doesn't check her homework for correctness, though, so I guess it shouldn't be that great a challenge to complete. My first period Computer Apps class is a joke, so I'm not even thinking about what I missed in here. I could probably miss an entire week of this class and finish all the work they did in one class period. 4th period Honors English...Now, with that class I'm not so sure. We had a substitute on Friday, so we didn't really have any homework over the weekend. I was supposed to read part II of 451, but I neglected to do so. I'll skim through some notes later this class period. Speaking of English, I need to go and print my Vocab, see you guys later. Peace.

Lets get it started in here

Jared's new computer is the bee's knees. Before I actually walked into his room and saw his new PC with my own eyes, I had a sort of disregard for all of Jared's descriptions, even when he brought a complete system spec sheet to school for me to look at, I just sort of thought "Meh." Sure, I was happy for him, but I just wasn't excited like I should have been.

I shouldn't have thought "Meh." Not at all.

His new system is indeed a rig to be proud of. Not only does it perform very well, it actually looks good doing it. I used to think that things like lights and glass panels were retarded--just people with too much money throwing it down the tubes. No. No-ho. His computer glows. It glows. You can turn off all of the lights in Jared's room, open his bedroom door, stand at the far end of the house, and still see his computer emitting a soft blue luminance. Whenever you're feeling down on your gaming luck you just flip this little red switch in the back of Jared's computer and watch the blue tubes flood the entire room with blue cold-cathode light. The lights give you magical gaming powers.

I stayed at Jared's house last night, helping him to enjoy his new system. You have to understand, enjoying a new computer system is sort of like going cow tipping: it's fun by yourself, but it's much more satisfying when you've got buddies nearby. We installed a whole load of games. I put emphasis on "installed" because we didn't really play any of them. Sure, we started them up and tested them out, but we were mostly just playing them to prove we could. It doesn't matter if you like the game or not, you just have to see it run flawlessly on Jared's beast of a computer.

We also spent a fair part of the night getting Jared's old computer ready for me to take home with me. I put my old computer's video card and memory into my new computer, and Jared let me use his spare monitor and keyboard+mouse so I could make sure things worked just right before I took it home. He even tossed in an extra stick of memory and a monitor, just for good measure. He practically gave me an entire computer system. Jared sure is a swell guy, isn't he?

We spent most of the night up to our eyeballs in computer parts. Here are some pictures of me messing with Jared's old computer.

Windows XP setup is boatloads of fun. - [Picture]

Parts everywhere. - [Picture]

Jared's new computer is packed to the brim with cool looking blue lights. Check em' out.

Glow. - [Picture]

Lights. - [Picture]

I'll write more later, now I think I'll go to sleep; 10:30pm is too late for me to stay up on a school night, if I don't go to bed now I'll drag ass all day at school tomorrow.

Start

The weekend is underway.

I just rolled out of bed, Wayne woke me up so he could go off to work. He left about half an hour ago.

I guess I'm happy the week is finally over, the past five days has been a hell of a ride. First it was the progress reports that go handed out on Wednesday; mine were all passing, but that really isn't what matters. Its all about how much missing work you have. I think its a law of nature that parents' eyes immediately gravitate towards the letter "F", especially when in its capital form. An entire paper full of As won't stop them from bitching about that homework assignment you forgot to do. I think this week marks the only time in history that I've actually gotten my progress reports signed. Usually they go right in the trash can as soon as they're handed to me.

I turned in my debacle of an essay to the substitute we had in Mrs. Sherman's class yesterday. I think the essay part is alright, but I only have one text reference, and I didn't put a page number. I probably failed; its not that I give a damn, though. I write at least twenty pages of journal entries a week; I think I"m confident in my ability to use words to express myself; I don't need a bitch of teacher that makes at least two grammatical errors per sentence to tell me I "need to improve". She can go kill herself; and I hope it's painful.

I drew these two pictures of some anime-ish looking people, but I'm reluctant to post them. They don't exactly look very good. The anime style of drawing is wholely different than everything I've mildly grown accustomed too over the past two weeks. The shapes of everything are different, especially the eyes. Damnit. I still haven't put any of my drawing up at panguan art, this is starting to piss me off. I'm sure I'll get around to it eventually.

I think that's enough of an entry for one morning. Peace.

Clocks

The week is almost over; even thought if still feels like I've only just rolled out of Monday morning's bed, I almost aboard Friday's bus. The week has gone by uncommonly fast, it still feels like I've just come back from the weekend, making every day feel like a Monday. I've also got the three day weekend to look forward to, I'll have a gaming-night on Saturday.

Wayne will be at work, and I'll be free to use the computer until the wee hours of the morning. I take advantage of nights like those to play time-consuming games that I never get the chance to play while Wayne is holding his Gestapo grip on my and my brother's computer time. I don't see why we're always limited to an hour of time a day. No matter what the situation is, he always tells us to "wrap it up" after an hour; even if nobody is in line to use it, he gets all defensive and makes damn sure we don't get more time than he feels we need. I've long since resolved to give him bad advice and help whenever he asks for it, by way of revenge. It may seem childish, or immature, but I don't care. He shafts me, so I'll shaft him. What I really love is when he kicks me off the computer, and then calls me out to it five minutes later to help him with something; I always say "Sorry. Can't touch the computer. My time is up."

I have this bastard of a vocabulary test to take in Honors English III today. It's one of those crossword tests; the kind without a word bank. I've got steadfast plans to cheat, of course. I can write small amounts of information on the inside of my jacket sleves, right around my wrists. I'll put all of my vocab words there, making it much easier to remember and spell them. Mrs. Sherman will be out today, we'll have a sub. This is a good thing, a very good thing. Considering how I hate Mrs. Sherman, my day just got about 58% brighter. I'll quote Levi,

"With Mrs. Sherman gone, my weekend starts early."

Peace.

Hunger

I'm in the library right now, avoiding the lunchroom and its smell. If I even wonder remotely close, I'll get hungry. It would be very bad for me to get hungry right now. Considering that I'm flat broke, I would end up begging for change from other people, then I would owe them money. Not good. I'm at a loss for things to write about, but I don't have anything else to do. Bess blocks any sites that I find even remotely entertaining. I used to be able to get to this site that let you play cards and pool, but that turned up blacklisted as of yesterday. The common "stday" loophole has also been patched, limiting my ability to search for things to do.

Ouch.

Damn, I'm hungry.

Click

I'm in Computer Aps again. I really don't like writing from in here, I end up writing about the same things every entry. I guess the fact that it's first period, I'm at school, and this isn't my computer all come together to narrow the scope of my thinking. It also doesn't help that the room is full of people; making private and deep thought next to impossible.

I've still got to finish my "American Dream" paper for English class, its due tomorrow. Apartently "due" really means "due". Samantha informed me how she tried to turn hers in a day late, only to get the shaft and take a zero. I don't see what Mrs. Sherman's problem is. She pretends to be an easy-going person; she acts like she cares what you have to say. She even makes us crank out these bogus letters to her every Thursday, she wants us to "tell her what's on our minds". I'll tell her what's on my mind. Death. Hers, to be exact. Well, maybe not death, but certainly horrible injury. Bad enough to make her hang up her teaching career and go off to live far, far away from me.

Sorry if the above seems a little harsh, but its the truth. Everybody things thoughts like those, I'm just the only one that will admit it. She's a horrible person that I see no need for.

Enough about her. I've already spent more than a year worth of journal entries about her when I was in Journalism class, I don't need to resume the trend. I promise to thing of something else to write about next time. Peace.

CANDY

I just ate 105 M&Ms. Green M&Ms, to be exact. I'm in my 1st period Computer Apps class. We're don't thing activity with Excel where we calculate what percentage of a bag of M&Ms is what color. Our bag had 105 green ones. I ate them all. I wish I had a PE class this semester, because I could seriously go out and run a mile right now. I bet I could, seriously; that's how pumped up these M&Ms have me right now. I estimate my blood is at least 25% M&M, and 10% hard candy shell.

See you guys later. I'm having trouble concentrating on my Journal with this many M&Ms in my system. Peace.