'Ehya, again, everyone. Yes, school graduation is finally tomorrow ... and my birthday's the day after that. How awesome, eh? I'm gonna be wearing a black suit jacket ... a white dress shirt ... black dress pants ... black dress shoes ... a red striped tie ... newly-fixed glasses ... and a clean & cut ... well, haircut (shocking to those of you who actually know me) ... yeah, this graduation's gonna be kickass.
xD
Well, I saw Jade post his dedications up on his Gaia journal yesterday, so it made me feel laggy and left-behind.
So, here I go.
*ahem*
Jaeden Braselton -- Yeah, man ... it's a been a rough & wild (though I can't say it hasn't been fun) ride all the way up the past 3 years. I remember the first few days we had just become friends that your hair was very, very long (ponytail to be exact) and, looking at it now, it could not really be much shorter unless you completely shaved your head. We've gone through some major changes, good and bad I suppose ... and you're definitely one of the best friends a guy could have-- ... but we'll get to continue our friendship next year, so what's with the long goodbyes, eh?
Quotes -- "Sticks and stones may break my bones, but you'll always be f*cking retarded."
"What did I do? Why is it always my fault!"
Predicted Quote of the Future -- "No, I did not murder and mutilate the hooker in my trunk, honest! ... how long will I be put away with this? At least let me keep my rap book! ... aw, man!! You're taking those, too? Damn it! ... that's not evidence! ... -- no, that blood's mine!"
Christian Thomas -- Mm ... only two years I've had to put up with you and your retarded antics, but, to tell you the truth, I've enjoyed every second of it. xD Even if I insulted you, even if we've pissed each other off beyond compare, I believe we've only done it because when you stop acting retarded things get boring ... and we don't know what each other's limits are, so we push it. It's always an accident, and we talk it out like big boys by the end, but you're also one of the best friends a guy could have. -nods- =P
Quotes -- "I completely owned a guy on XBOX Live for yelling 'n***er'.
"Nice comeback, now wipe it off your chin."
Predicted Quote of the Future -- "Wait, she was a guy?!? Aw, damn, I think I'm gonna be sick ... especially after all the things we ... OH MY GOD!"
Zheqi 'Larry' Tan - You've been a great friend I've had for a whopping 4 years. Yikes, that's been awhile. And, as expected, you've become successful just as predicted. Congratulations to your future endeavors, Larry. Sometime in the future you'll probably be able to get me a wonderful job somewhere if my plans don't turn out the way I'm hoping. So we'd better stay in touch ... and, no, it's not just to use you ... ... ... I think ... ... ... -ninja- xDD
Quotes -- "You're teh suxx0rz."
"For the win!!"
Predicted Quote of the Future -- "-- ... and there you have it -- the cure for cancer. Any questions?"
Aranya Lutz - Yes, yes ... cannot forget you ... although I'm not really leaving you and rather joining you once again ... oh, boy ... well, this is an awkward moment ... I don't really have anything to quote you because of the long absense in talking to each other ... and nothing from 3 years ago doesn't apply anymore. Well, I s'pose this was pointless. Sorry! ^^;;
Yes, I've suddenly grown lazy and may add some more later on. 'Love you all.
Peace out.
--"Reaper"
Wednesday, May 31, 2006
Saturday, May 27, 2006
*thwak* It Wasn't Me!!
Kelly: God, he looks almost like my brother ... and it makes sense, because he can't keep a girlfriend for more than a day.
Sam: Hey, Glenn. 'Sounds exactly like you.
Glenn: I dunno, Sam, you tell me -- how many girlfriends have you had?
Sam: -runs over to hit me very hard-
And that's how most of the day went. Most of it. At least afterschool yesterday I was able to run over to EB and pick up Hitman 2: Silent Assassin for the PS2 and Hitman: Contracts for the XBOX, along with Robot Chicken: Season 1, the DVD Box Set from Target.
Oh, yeah. And they all pretty much kick total ass so far.
I already had Hitman: Codename 47 for the PC and I think that GameSpot should cut it a lil' slack -- that was awhile back, so the game wasn't quite up to par with modern day versions. The game had a very good premise and very good gameplay ... there were a few occasional glitches, but later patches ... well, patched (no pun intended) up the problems.
Robot Chicken, on the other hand, rocks completely. The show is awesome and can be seen on Cartoon Network's (channel 54, for me) [adult swim] block of programming later on into the night. Fated Souls, my Gaia role-play, is still moving along quite nicely ...
... aside from the odd fact that for my poll there only 7 cast members (including myself) ... but there are 8 votes. O.O;; Obviously, some people are poll whores even if the poll doesn't pertain to them whatsoever.
Ech, I'm back off to level more warrior in WoW to 18-and-beyond and play the next to levels Contracts.
Ola.
--"Reaper"
Sam: Hey, Glenn. 'Sounds exactly like you.
Glenn: I dunno, Sam, you tell me -- how many girlfriends have you had?
Sam: -runs over to hit me very hard-
And that's how most of the day went. Most of it. At least afterschool yesterday I was able to run over to EB and pick up Hitman 2: Silent Assassin for the PS2 and Hitman: Contracts for the XBOX, along with Robot Chicken: Season 1, the DVD Box Set from Target.
Oh, yeah. And they all pretty much kick total ass so far.
I already had Hitman: Codename 47 for the PC and I think that GameSpot should cut it a lil' slack -- that was awhile back, so the game wasn't quite up to par with modern day versions. The game had a very good premise and very good gameplay ... there were a few occasional glitches, but later patches ... well, patched (no pun intended) up the problems.
Robot Chicken, on the other hand, rocks completely. The show is awesome and can be seen on Cartoon Network's (channel 54, for me) [adult swim] block of programming later on into the night. Fated Souls, my Gaia role-play, is still moving along quite nicely ...
... aside from the odd fact that for my poll there only 7 cast members (including myself) ... but there are 8 votes. O.O;; Obviously, some people are poll whores even if the poll doesn't pertain to them whatsoever.
Ech, I'm back off to level more warrior in WoW to 18-and-beyond and play the next to levels Contracts.
Ola.
--"Reaper"
Friday, May 19, 2006
Christian's Albino Babies ...
Alright, I have a large rant for everyone right now. Christian, Larry -- feel free to use my facts against your parents if it helps you get even one step closer to Marina before it's too late to register. Christian, you ask me why I don't switch to Marina? Simple. In comparison, Seaside sucks compared to Marina. Look at it this way -- you have the International Bachelorean Program coming up that will make the school globally (note -- not locally, like Seaside) recognized, and we will be representatives of our school around the entire world. The first day Livermore has told us of a 'huge celebration'. Dunno what that's about, but some people won't be there to see it, eh?
The IB-Program is wonderful in itself, seeing as how that looks wonderful for colleges. Now I have to address Christian: you said that you prefer Seaside over Marina because of the sports? If you can't wait a damn year to go to an actual educationally focused school and get the surveys in to join back onto a sports team that you'll get to help create, then I dunno what the point would be. And, Larry, I'm assuming your problem is over the advanced Math that you're taking. At Marina, you could probably take Pre-Calculus at MPC over the summer and Calculus during the school year back at MPC all over again during the school year, scrapping your Math period for PE. You'll get to keep music, have all your regular classes, and still be taking an activity outside of school (what you'd have to do for PE if you aren't taking it zero-period or seventh-period).
And then, Christian, you claim you're being forced to go to Seaside, but you'd go to Marina if you could. Doesn't seem like it when you run around the school yelling, 'SEA-SIDE!"
>>;
So come on, guys. Get your act together. This is a new school we have all been waiting for over the past 7 years. And now that's here you're just gonna let it slip through? New technology, wonderful education-- ... we'd be pioneers, yet you refuse to do some convincing?
To shame.
Well ... I'm all outta steam. I'll post some actual relevant stuff later that applies to people who actually don't know me.
>.<
--"Reaper"
The IB-Program is wonderful in itself, seeing as how that looks wonderful for colleges. Now I have to address Christian: you said that you prefer Seaside over Marina because of the sports? If you can't wait a damn year to go to an actual educationally focused school and get the surveys in to join back onto a sports team that you'll get to help create, then I dunno what the point would be. And, Larry, I'm assuming your problem is over the advanced Math that you're taking. At Marina, you could probably take Pre-Calculus at MPC over the summer and Calculus during the school year back at MPC all over again during the school year, scrapping your Math period for PE. You'll get to keep music, have all your regular classes, and still be taking an activity outside of school (what you'd have to do for PE if you aren't taking it zero-period or seventh-period).
And then, Christian, you claim you're being forced to go to Seaside, but you'd go to Marina if you could. Doesn't seem like it when you run around the school yelling, 'SEA-SIDE!"
>>;
So come on, guys. Get your act together. This is a new school we have all been waiting for over the past 7 years. And now that's here you're just gonna let it slip through? New technology, wonderful education-- ... we'd be pioneers, yet you refuse to do some convincing?
To shame.
Well ... I'm all outta steam. I'll post some actual relevant stuff later that applies to people who actually don't know me.
>.<
--"Reaper"
Saturday, May 13, 2006
Many Men Wish Death Upon Me ...
Today was funny, stupid, fun again, and then touching.
Allow me to explain.
Mr. Wright (our music teacher) made a kid cry second period today. I know, it doesn't sound like a funny thing. But the timing and context? You'd've had to've been there to've understood it. Anywho, here we go:
Mr. Wright: -tosses baton at stand- -yelling- Gabriel? Do you want to suck at the concert? -gets up and walks over to him- -uses his pen from his pocket to tap Gabriel's bow- UP BOW! NOT DOWN BOW! -pockets pen and walks back to his chair-
Gabriel: Don't touch my bow.
Mr. Wright: Well, I wouldn't have to if you're doing what you're supposed to. -exasperated breath- Measure 68. One, two ... -sighs- -yells again- ... GABRIEL! GET YOUR ELBOW OFF YOUR KNEE, BONEHEAD! ... AND GET YOUR FEET ON THE GROUND, DON'T HAVE THEM ON YOUR CHAIR-- ..."
Gabriel: -on verge of tears- F*ck this, I quit. -begins to put violin in case-
Mr. Wright: Fine. -taps baton on stand as if nothing happened- Alright, Measure 68. One, two, three & ...
-plays as Gabriel leaves the room and walks up to the office-
xD Alright. And then the stupid. I was in line and our idiotic counseler, Mr. Cortez, randomly pulled some people out of the lunchline to send to the back.
Me: -standing there-
Jade: -in front of me- -Zack bumps into him- Dude, what're you doing
Zack: Sorry ... -scoots back-
Cortez: -walks over- Alright. I've had enough. From you ... -points to Jaeden- ... to you ... -points to Christian, right behind me- ... I'm giving you 5 minutes to get to the back of the line. I don't want to hear excuses. Just go.
Oh, we left alright. After cursing him out as we passed him. >>; The fun portion was that I got to skip PE again for Music.
Hoo-rah.
And then the touching moment was that afterschool I stopped back by Ione Olson, my old Elementary School to meet my old 1st grade teacher whose name (ironically) is Mrs. Glenn. We chatted it up for awhile, blah-blah-blah, nothin' you're interested in ...
... and-- ...
... ---disconnection--- ... xDD
--"Reaper"
Allow me to explain.
Mr. Wright (our music teacher) made a kid cry second period today. I know, it doesn't sound like a funny thing. But the timing and context? You'd've had to've been there to've understood it. Anywho, here we go:
Mr. Wright: -tosses baton at stand- -yelling- Gabriel? Do you want to suck at the concert? -gets up and walks over to him- -uses his pen from his pocket to tap Gabriel's bow- UP BOW! NOT DOWN BOW! -pockets pen and walks back to his chair-
Gabriel: Don't touch my bow.
Mr. Wright: Well, I wouldn't have to if you're doing what you're supposed to. -exasperated breath- Measure 68. One, two ... -sighs- -yells again- ... GABRIEL! GET YOUR ELBOW OFF YOUR KNEE, BONEHEAD! ... AND GET YOUR FEET ON THE GROUND, DON'T HAVE THEM ON YOUR CHAIR-- ..."
Gabriel: -on verge of tears- F*ck this, I quit. -begins to put violin in case-
Mr. Wright: Fine. -taps baton on stand as if nothing happened- Alright, Measure 68. One, two, three & ...
-plays as Gabriel leaves the room and walks up to the office-
xD Alright. And then the stupid. I was in line and our idiotic counseler, Mr. Cortez, randomly pulled some people out of the lunchline to send to the back.
Me: -standing there-
Jade: -in front of me- -Zack bumps into him- Dude, what're you doing
Zack: Sorry ... -scoots back-
Cortez: -walks over- Alright. I've had enough. From you ... -points to Jaeden- ... to you ... -points to Christian, right behind me- ... I'm giving you 5 minutes to get to the back of the line. I don't want to hear excuses. Just go.
Oh, we left alright. After cursing him out as we passed him. >>; The fun portion was that I got to skip PE again for Music.
Hoo-rah.
And then the touching moment was that afterschool I stopped back by Ione Olson, my old Elementary School to meet my old 1st grade teacher whose name (ironically) is Mrs. Glenn. We chatted it up for awhile, blah-blah-blah, nothin' you're interested in ...
... and-- ...
... ---disconnection--- ... xDD
--"Reaper"
Tuesday, May 09, 2006
TAPS -- That's About [As] Pointless As ...
Me: "I was getting so f*cking pissed off at Whitson today during PE. She forgot to put my name on her list for any court of basketball, so she wanted me to fill in for any absent person she could find. There were 4 half-courts and 2 full-courts. I got assigned to a, you guessed it; half-court, with 3 other 7th/6th graders."
Larry: "Who?"
Me: "Steven, the Special Ed. 7th grader, Brian, the sixth grader, and Isiah, some new kid who's in some grade. -waves hand- I dunno-- ... it's not important, anyways ..."
Larry: "Okayyy ..."
Me: "Anyway ... alright, so everytime I would score a basket? Her head was turned. Everytime she looked my way I was standing idly at the side, waiting for the ball. The other 3/4 of the time, the three of them had the ball and were standing behind the basketball pole talking about some sh*t that wasn't relevant at all. I watched her as she marked our 'F's for the day on her clipboard. Everytime she did look and I had the ball? I missed the shot ..."
Larry: "But you were still dressed out! And participating!"
Me: "I know, but missing 200 shots during the 45 minute period doesn't leave much of an impression ..."
Larry: "True."
Me: "... --so, ... I ended up having the ball at the end and passed her to put it in the gym cart, right? As I walk by, she calls my name. I almost wince, turning around to her. Then she comes out with, 'Next time I'll look at placing you in a more productive team. By the looks of it, it seems that you would've done something had you had the opportunity to work with a functional team.' I nodded with a smile, put the ball in the basket, and ran off to the locker room to change, again. -- ... but in the end, it was all good."
Larry: "-shocked- What the hell? That was absolutely freakin' pointless. If it's 'all good' by the end, what was the point in telling me all of that?"
Me: "-laughing- I dunno ..."
Larry: "Look, ... that's about the same as you telling me that you were walking along and you got arrested for something you didn't do. The cops throw you in jail, but 10 hours later they come to your cell, unlock your door and tell you your crime was that you stole a balloon. But it was a mistake on their part because they forgot today was 'National Free Balloon Day' ... 'so it was all good in the end' ..."
Me: "-still laughing- ..."
... and then ...
Timmy: "Can I get $2 from either of you guys?"
Me: "Do you have a 5, Larry?"
Larry: "Yeah."
Me: "-gets out wallet- I'll give you 5 ones and you can give me the five so you can give two of the ones to Timmy."
Timmy: "What the f*ck? Why don't you just give the money?"
Me: "Because then I won't be the one to give you money; it'll be Larry who's losing out."
... shortly after the transaction, whilst Larry and I wait outside Jack in the Box for Timmy to return ...
Me: "So why are we waiting?"
Larry: "I dunno ... it's not like he's magically gonna pay me back right now."
Me: "How do you know?"
Larry: "Look, he went in with my money. Where is he gonna get the money to pay me back right now? He's not ... well, it's not like he's going to summon some magical rainbow and run along it to the end where he'll find a pot of gold, A.K.A. his 'bank account', within the time period he runs inside and back out."
Me: "True, true."
... and, also ...
-in San Filippo's class-
Daniel: "Alright ... -enthusiastic, hearing the office called for him- ..."
-heads for the door, San Filippo's back turned to him-
-blows a kiss to the class, waves, ducks out, ducks back in, and flips off San Filippo, jogging out the door-
-class starts to laugh-
San Filippo: -wheels around- What's so funny? -serious-
xDD
And, in other news ...
--"Reaper"
Larry: "Who?"
Me: "Steven, the Special Ed. 7th grader, Brian, the sixth grader, and Isiah, some new kid who's in some grade. -waves hand- I dunno-- ... it's not important, anyways ..."
Larry: "Okayyy ..."
Me: "Anyway ... alright, so everytime I would score a basket? Her head was turned. Everytime she looked my way I was standing idly at the side, waiting for the ball. The other 3/4 of the time, the three of them had the ball and were standing behind the basketball pole talking about some sh*t that wasn't relevant at all. I watched her as she marked our 'F's for the day on her clipboard. Everytime she did look and I had the ball? I missed the shot ..."
Larry: "But you were still dressed out! And participating!"
Me: "I know, but missing 200 shots during the 45 minute period doesn't leave much of an impression ..."
Larry: "True."
Me: "... --so, ... I ended up having the ball at the end and passed her to put it in the gym cart, right? As I walk by, she calls my name. I almost wince, turning around to her. Then she comes out with, 'Next time I'll look at placing you in a more productive team. By the looks of it, it seems that you would've done something had you had the opportunity to work with a functional team.' I nodded with a smile, put the ball in the basket, and ran off to the locker room to change, again. -- ... but in the end, it was all good."
Larry: "-shocked- What the hell? That was absolutely freakin' pointless. If it's 'all good' by the end, what was the point in telling me all of that?"
Me: "-laughing- I dunno ..."
Larry: "Look, ... that's about the same as you telling me that you were walking along and you got arrested for something you didn't do. The cops throw you in jail, but 10 hours later they come to your cell, unlock your door and tell you your crime was that you stole a balloon. But it was a mistake on their part because they forgot today was 'National Free Balloon Day' ... 'so it was all good in the end' ..."
Me: "-still laughing- ..."
... and then ...
Timmy: "Can I get $2 from either of you guys?"
Me: "Do you have a 5, Larry?"
Larry: "Yeah."
Me: "-gets out wallet- I'll give you 5 ones and you can give me the five so you can give two of the ones to Timmy."
Timmy: "What the f*ck? Why don't you just give the money?"
Me: "Because then I won't be the one to give you money; it'll be Larry who's losing out."
... shortly after the transaction, whilst Larry and I wait outside Jack in the Box for Timmy to return ...
Me: "So why are we waiting?"
Larry: "I dunno ... it's not like he's magically gonna pay me back right now."
Me: "How do you know?"
Larry: "Look, he went in with my money. Where is he gonna get the money to pay me back right now? He's not ... well, it's not like he's going to summon some magical rainbow and run along it to the end where he'll find a pot of gold, A.K.A. his 'bank account', within the time period he runs inside and back out."
Me: "True, true."
... and, also ...
-in San Filippo's class-
Daniel: "Alright ... -enthusiastic, hearing the office called for him- ..."
-heads for the door, San Filippo's back turned to him-
-blows a kiss to the class, waves, ducks out, ducks back in, and flips off San Filippo, jogging out the door-
-class starts to laugh-
San Filippo: -wheels around- What's so funny? -serious-
xDD
And, in other news ...
- Here's the link to Shadow's, Maine's, and Kaiser's profiles to our role-play, Fated Souls on Gaia. Check them out, and make sure to thank Maricia for them. ;-)
- I'll be uploading a video of me getting stuck and lagging on a Wind Rider (Horde) on WoW to YouTube sometime soon. Be on the lookout. I'll post it here as soon as. xDD
--"Reaper"
Wednesday, May 03, 2006
YCS - You Can't Spell
Me: Wonderful. Now I have to explain to her why you were acting like a jackass on her comment page!
Luke: Why would you tell her I'm a jackass? I was just ... slow!
Me: Alright. Dumbass then. We'll combine what we both said: 'slow' is dumb, and 'ass' is ass.
Luke: C'mon ... I don't want to get into an on-line argument.
Me: Oh, it wouldn't be much of an argument. You'd say something and I'd say something to completely own you. You can't beat that.
Luke: Bitch.
Me: *pft* I'm not offended by that. You probably can't spell it, anyway.
Luke: Damn it!
xD I found that funny afterschool today.
Sa-thoo-la-hoo! xD
--"Reaper"
Luke: Why would you tell her I'm a jackass? I was just ... slow!
Me: Alright. Dumbass then. We'll combine what we both said: 'slow' is dumb, and 'ass' is ass.
Luke: C'mon ... I don't want to get into an on-line argument.
Me: Oh, it wouldn't be much of an argument. You'd say something and I'd say something to completely own you. You can't beat that.
Luke: Bitch.
Me: *pft* I'm not offended by that. You probably can't spell it, anyway.
Luke: Damn it!
xD I found that funny afterschool today.
Sa-thoo-la-hoo! xD
--"Reaper"
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