Thursday, September 1, 2011

Alice 2.2

    I found this pretty sweet program called Alice 2.2 which lets you create your own 3-D world and stuff. I plan on using it for creative school projects and what not, but it can totally be used to mess around with for fun if you're in to MineCraft. This is very basic and you start everything basically from scratch, but that allows you to completely customize the entire thing. You can pick where you are, what goes on, and you can even create your own characters with a little help by the program. Luckily this version comes with it's preloaded "Jesus" avatar (and a Moses looking dude) which I will definitely use to make Jesus do naughty things like get his mack on with the ladies and what not...The possibilities are endless. This was made available through Carnegie Mellon, so it's definitely worth looking into, just that it takes about 10 minutes to download (300mb+) =(
     Hopefully if I have more time I can end up recording some scene or something and show you all. It is very time consuming, so if you got time on your hands and want to learn something useful for school projects or just for fun then this is totally for you. I've only been playing around with this for a day now, but it has tutorials and stuff to help you along the way. I also found a box full of Linux OS's and stuff, labeled "FREE". I guess someone gave up on Linux :P Oh well, one man's trash is another man's treasure. I might try to look into that too. I saw a billboard in California about Linux, so it's obviously in demand, and employers are definitely looking for people who know how to use it, so I'm gonna give it a shot.
    School's started for me...yeah. So I'll be getting my ass handed to me with these super fun classes and all this college application stuff, and I will also be trying to study for my SATs somewhere in there. I'm not too worried about getting into places, I just don't know how I'm gonna pay for it. -_- Peace. 

Tuesday, August 23, 2011



     Have you ever just looked up at the sky and noticed lines going against the clouds? I never thought much of them, but I recently looked into them. You may just think that they are normal contrails, or water vapor that has condensed from the engines of airplanes, but sometimes they last a long time, maybe even too long. Normal contrails may dissipate after an hour or so, but sometimes these can be seen for much longer. Some people believe that something sinister may be going on right above our heads. Chemtrails differ from Contrails, in that Chemtrails are believed to be deliberate in that they have things spraying from planes into our atmosphere. Plus, Chemtrails are bigger than normal Contrails, hinting that maybe they're intentionally spraying something out from them. There have also been reports of higher levels of Barium and Aluminum in the atmosphere and water in areas where these trails have been seen frequently. The frequent sightings of these trails haven't been seen much since before the 1980's. 
    These are definitely not like normal clouds, specifically not natural forming Cirrus clouds, since Cirrus clouds are created higher in the atmosphere, in the Troposphere. So we know for sure that these trails are not "natural forming". Some times you may notice that they appear in grid-like X formations, which are too dangerous for normal flying proximity, and basically it's illegal for planes to be flying this close. This raises some questions as to why a plane would go ahead and do this anyways, what are the chances that two random planes are going to opposite ways that close after one another? I don't think it's just a coincidence...maybe there's something bigger going on?

Thursday, August 18, 2011

Band Kids Are Cool.

Hmm...white gooey liquidy substance? Must be semen...
     These past two weeks I've just been chilling like a villain with my super cool band friends. Since I'm a Senior this year not a single Fuck is being given. I'm finally going to enjoy myself and be social for once. I hate that I don't even know anyone in the Senior class because I go to Governor's School separate from my normal High School. I'm just a really chill ass bro, I go to parties, just sit there, everyone just assumes you're high out of your mind, but no, I am just really chilled out. Mellow..
     This one time at band camp...Actually, all the time at band camp, we always like to grab ice and drop it into each other's genitals. Like the other day, I dropped some ice down my balls 'cause it feels nice, but my left nut started to go kinda numb, so I took it out and dropped it into this girl's cup (pictured above) and she had no idea where I got it from and continued to drink from said cup...if anything, my Mexican ball sweat made it a little spicy...
     Band has been really chill for me, it's basically an excuse to get together with chill ass people and just hang out, unload bodily fluids on each other, and just for real. We make memories here man, and that's what really matters. We're so cool starting our own little gang/posse/groupofcoolestfothermuckersinbandwhorejectalltools, wearing bandannas and stuff because we're effing cool like that. Band has much more meaning to me than just playing lame old music. I hate the fags who go and play the "Oh Hey I'm A Senior" (Eric Williams) card and molest the poor innocent Freshman. I mean...I feel like a creeper just checking them out sometimes...I'm shifting my focus from being a total manwhore this year to just chilling with my homies one last time. I find any excuse to hang out with these amazing mofos, it's not about getting dat booty anymore, I've finally found shit more meaningful than that. : )
Band Camp - 2011 :) 

Sunday, August 14, 2011

Band Camp!

I'm the Total-Non-Doucher with his shirt off :P

     This year is looking out to be pretty sweet for me, I'm kicking off Senior year with band camp. It's cool to hang out with all your old friends, and seeing people who've graduated come back to say hi and stuff. It's also cool to see the chicks who were Seniors when you were a Freshman be all like "Amg...You got even sexier now! Let's bang." I play clarinet, and this year I'm actually the section leader which is pretty cool. I've been playing Final Fantasy: Crisis Core, so I always tell them shit like "Embrace your dreams, and have honor" and what not. It's cool to finally be able to inspire them the way I always wished someone would've inspired me. I am the role model I always wished for. I can totally see them absorbing my ideals like when I say, "Jesus that kid is annoying, grow the hell up" or something, I'll see them go tell their friends...Omg yeah I think that guy is really annoying, and it's all good. I'm glad that these kids finally have an open-mind and aren't lame religious cows without a mind of their own. I guess my job is done, and I've left behind my legacy, just like the Seniors when I was a Freshman guided me, I feel like I've fulfilled my duty and passed on the torch to a cool bunch of kids. I'll definitely come back and make sure they're filling those shoes ^_^ I'm looking forward to this year. 

Monday, August 8, 2011

Ron Paul!


     Yes. He is the man. America's Gandhi, fighting for true freedom from all the corruption going on in government. How? By limiting said doucebags. IRS = Boom. Gone. I feel like I work hard enough for my money that I deserve all of it, screw income tax. I just printed out my Voter Registration Form! ^_^ I'm excited that I'll be 18 just before the whole shebang. Everyone else planing to vote should definitely give him a look. He's fighting for the Constitution, not a way to manipulate it, but to defend it and its honor. We need to stop messing around in the business of all these other countries, and we only do it because we're scared. America is a filled with a bunch of vaginas who always need to watch their back. If we would stop messing with them, terrible things like 9/11 wouldn't have to happen. I'm not saying that we deserved it, but they didn't do it without any reason. I found a nice video if you're interested in boning up on some Ronnie P. 


Wednesday, August 3, 2011

X-Men: First Class, first class horseshit that is.

     Well, now that my Summer is basically over, I've just been watching a lot of movies...and porn...mainly Hentai...the kind with tentacles....
     I've seen X-Men: First Class twice already in theaters and the first time it seemed a lot better for some reason. I enjoyed myself more the second time because I was with better company, but I enjoyed the film itself more the first time. When we first got into the theater (its a really crappy theater btw) the movie had already started, so it was dark and my buddy was trying to go find a seat and one of the seats wasn't flipped up and he tripped over it. Luckily it was him and not me, but I was smart enough to lift up the seat when I passed thanks to him ^_^ Then to disturb everyone else around us even more, we snuck in some drinks (big deal...) with us, which exploded when we tried to open them. I started to geek out laughing, I was like "Shit, we're getting thrown out and we just sat down." but it was all fine.
   The second time I actually decided to take in the quality of the movie into account, as in the first time through mainly one just wants to get the story line absorbed.
     I don't usually write about movies and stuff, but I really wanted to write about this one, throughout the whole movie, I just couldn't stop thinking how shitty it really was. The story was great, but there was just horrible acting, graphics were crap, and...I just can't believe how badly they effed up Beast. I mean...he looked so fake, they weren't even trying. It also really bothered me that they tried to throw in more than one reference to Xavier turning bald, I was funny the first time, but they pushed it too far. Once Hank (Beast) asked to shave his head for Cerebro it was funny, but then he kept going on about stress and how he'd lose it...and that just killed it for me.
     I'm not usually too picky with movies, and I still think its a good movie, it was just done in a hurry it seems. They just wanted to throw something out there to remind people that X-Men rocks. This movie just seemed really low budget because the graphics were just really bad. I also think Mystique looked gross in her natural blue form, but in the other ones she still managed to seem a bit sexy. They could have tried a little more on the characters in general to make them more realistic...even though I understand mutants aren't real -_- (3 nipples is not that great of a mutation...sorry bud).
     I did really enjoy Magneto, his character was definitely what made the film for me. I liked seeing how he became so corrupt (or enlightened?), and he really made Xavier look like a pansy in every situation. I really disliked the acting of Xavier's character though, maybe it was his lame British accent, but I just think he was trying too hard to seem smart and sophisticated like your everyday "Professor" instead of like Proffesor X who is no ordinary Prof. Still all in all, a good movie, and I loved Wolverine's cameo when he's just like "Go fuck yourselves." when Xavier and Magneto try to recruit mutants haha...

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Let's Talk Economics...


     So I just recently came upon this link and I every American should definitely read this, and everyone else too so that they can laugh at those silly Americans! Mwahaha....

     I've been hearing a lot about the economy about to collapse, and it definitely kicked in when I watched the College Conspiracy video on "Life's Questions" (Great blog btw, you all should definitely check that out as well). 
    What I like most about that link is that I agree that things should go back to the way they were. America was much better off when people could compete for business instead of having to be regulated by government. It destroys the basic idea of a Free Market in a Capitalist system. The government just needs to back off and let people try to run their own businesses, its survival of the fittest, and the government shouldn't help out every company that was doomed to fail.    
    This whole economic shit hole that has risen has even led me to consider joining the military. I have no way to pay for college, I have a job, but there's no way that job can pay me through college, and I don't want to end up with some stupid loans I'll be paying back the rest of my life. I feel the military is a safe bet, but I'd be trying to go NROTC instead of just enlisting. 
     I think I'm just going to keep working for the next year and investing all that money in gold stocks. I've looked at the shares and they've been steadily increasing for the past 20 years (that's as far as the chart would let me see) so it seems like a sure thing. I figure it'd be better than letting my money sit in the bank getting 0.001 interest or something lame like that. In 10 years I'll probably sell it all, and by then who knows how bad things will be. I think it's just good to plan for the future, especially when you have a good idea of what's about to come. Bye bye America. (The economy anyways...)

Peace, V.

Sunday, July 24, 2011

Captain America

Yeah so I just saw Captain America last night and I am pretty disappointed. It was either this or Harry Potter, and now I really regret it. First of all, I feel that they didn't even advertise it a whole lot and it just sort of came like a fart in the air, silent but deadly. I felt it stunk pretty bad, the bad guy Red Skull or whatever was really gay and looked like an alien and it was just completely unreal in a bad sense. I lost interest really quickly and could not relate to much of this. I kind of got some deja vu when Captain America came back from the past, and it reminded me a lot of The Time Machine which was another movie that I feel had potential and was ruined. (Getting side-tracked, but The Time Machine had a really good plot! I just thought it got stupid with the monsters that came out at night and then that one Satanic looking weirdo was just creepy...) Anyways, I felt like I had to watch this movie just because I am excited for the Avengers, and I guess it's kind of nice to see how it all started. My favorite part was getting to see Tony Stark's (Iron Man) father back in the day, Howard Stark, what a badass. This also reminded me that Edward Norton wasn't going to be The Hulk and angered me even more...I'll wait until The Amazing Spider-Man, and if that fails (which I have a feeling due to the preview, it will) at least I have my DC Comics which never lets me down. I can't wait for The Dark Knight Rises. 

Sunday, July 17, 2011

Six Flags

 Yesterday I went to Six Flags with my cousin. This is us on Goliath. This was the last ride we got on and like all the rides that night, totally worth the wait. Definitely my top three with Tatsu, and Deja Vu. I go hardcore.
 In the loading station, there were these huge spiders (thus the Spider-Man look) and I was bit by one on the back. Some kid behind me in line pointed out there was a spider on my collar, and I freaked out (I was wearing a shirt over the gray one) and apparently made the spider fall into my back.  After that everyone started looking up and we saw three huge spiders in the ceiling looking like they were going to eat each other. I calmed down and thought to myself "Hey, maybe I'll end up getting some sweet new powers" and this was me testing them out. When we went to go see the picture after the ride there was yet another huge gross spider on the counter and my cousin was the one to flip out this time. The guy behind the counter was laughing his butt off saying "Chill man! It's dead! I killed it earlier!" What a d-bag. In case you couldn't tell, we hate spiders...
 After that, we went to get some sexy funnel cake. There were two lines that had opened up, and being a man, I looked at the cashiers first and decided to go with the sexier of the two. Her name was Johanna, or so said the name-tag. So as usual she asked "What can I get for you guys?" and I thought I'd spice up her day and said, "Anything, what's your favorite?" and she threw me this pitch that I wasn't really paying attention to, so I just said "Sounds good." Then, we continued macking, as she gave me all these options to choose from, size of drinks, flavor, toppings for my funnel cake, the works. I decided that I can not decide. -_- She just kept making it harder. I can't make up my mind for things, and she was saying "What kind of drink?" (5 minutes later I decide) "Size?" (FML). "Do you want ice" (I'm sure she was just teasing by this point...) I just ended up saying GOFORIT. Then to top it off, some gay guy had to be the douche-of-the-day and be a total cockblock. When deciding which size to get, I said "The middle one" (while putting my head in my arms in the Ijustwanttogetthehelloutofhere position not even paying attention) she said "Oh =( I'm sorry, we only have two sizes" in a cute I know this sucks for you voice. (I do that so you can visualize it easier/better ^_^ ) "THE BIGGER ONE" which was where the gay guy came in saying "So sir, would you say that bigger is better?" First of all, unprofessional. Second, who the hell are you? You're talking to me like we're friends, I CANT EVEN READ YOUR NAME-TAG BRO. I hate when gay guys hit on me, so not freaking cool. I tried to keep cool in front of Johanna so I was like "Well, not if we're talking about cell phones. What are YOU talking about?" and the homo of course said "I think we know what I'm talking about *wink* *wink*". So much faggotry. He ruined my night, but overall I still had a kick-ass time. When I was paying, I signed my phone number, but I have yet to get any texts. She probably things I'm gay. Thanks asshole.

Monday, July 11, 2011

Universal Studios City Walk

   I hit up Universal Studios City Walk yesterday, and holy shit, had the time of my life. My cousins convinced me to go, I was like dude this sounds like a walk around the mall. Lame. It was actually amazing. At first it seemed pretty dumb seeing these kids in bathing suits to jump around in the mini geysers. I mean the beach is like 5 minutes away. First place we went into was Hot Topic. I saw this pink Pikachu shirt and this Invader Zim shirt that said "Gnome Sayin'?" I shit myself! I say that shit all the time. Too bad it was in the chick's section. Seriously, why do chicks get all the cool clothes, all we get is lame crap with skulls. Such faggotry. -_- Anyhoozle. I found out I am a size Medium ^_^. They had a sweet ass Pikachu backpack but you can't even put anything in there. Totally lame.
    I found my way to the Harry Potter table and bought myself a Gryffindor braclet, pin, and one of those long straps you put keys and shit on. I'm not even a real hardcore HP fan, but I know people who would envy me for my HP swag. After that we walked past the Brazilian dancers at the Samba who were actually dancing to "Shake that Monkey" and "Cat Daddy". One of the dancers was handing out some leis. She only had a few left and she was giving them out to everyone so I had to get my hands on one, mainly since she was sexy as hell. I flashed her and she was like "Oh my!" and put her hand over her mouth in a sexy fashion. So I got lei-ed? Hehe. She beckoned me to come on stage with her and I was like, are you kidding me? This hot ass Brazilian dancer with the tiniest shorts on totally wanted me. I jumped on it. I got the personal booty show of my life. It was like having Shakira air sex me, I came multiple times without even touching her. 
   I was texting a girl at the same time, and this dancer took my phone and added her info. Her name is Monica ^_^ After dancing for an hour or so I got tired and left and she blew me a kiss. My cousin wanted to help find me a girl to mack on so she asked me the hardest question of all. "Are you more into a big ass or big boobs?" I could not decide. Asian of course, but I can't pick a preference. I feel as if though I'm a booby man, but there's only so much you could do with them. It's hard to find an Asian woman with a decent body. To further my love for Asians, we went to go eat sushi. Luckily we got a cute Asian waitress, but of course she had to be flat-chested. So much sadness. =(
   It was my first time trying REAL wasabi, and holy hell, that shit stung. I felt it all over the inside of my face. I can't even describe it. I got a kick out of some fat guy trying to get out and when the door wouldn't open he was like "Stop toying with my emotions door!". Fucking hilarious. Since I work in a restaurant I left a sweet ass tip, 20 % ;) I tried talking to her in Japanese, but she was like Chinese or something. Lame. After all of that we got to see Enrique Iglesias showing up for the premier of some Spanish soap opera. That douche. Does he have to be so damn perfect? He's taller than I thought in person, and he doesn't have his mole anymore.
    I had a dream about the dancer that night too, she was in the car with me and I was dropping her off, and she was trying to get out, but apparently the door was locked or something? So she kept trying and then decided that maybe it was the child lock so I put the window down for her to unlock from the other side. She just wanted to put her ass in my face. I love those naughty but yet not wet dreams, and I got sick rhymes yo. 

Friday, July 8, 2011


     It's been a while. I've gone to California to visit my peeps, since this is where it all started. I sort of sucked driving all the way here, but I did get to drive all through New Mexico, I felt like a badass (even if it was on cruise-control). There are absolutely no gas stations there, and once you finally get to Arizona they fuck you in the ass with 4 dollars a gallon since they know they're the only gas station around. Doucebags.
     We finally got here at like 3am (PST, mind you) and went straight to bed, my whole body hurt from being cramped in the car for 36 hours (which is actually pretty quick...). I felt I was even going a little crazy in the car, maybe it was the claustrophobia or the heat, who knows, but I was getting very irritable very easily. I even started talking to myself..."Chill out man, it's almost over."
     Luckily before the long ass trip, I put a GBA emulator on my PSP so I could play some Pokemon on the way here. I have caught every single one of those little fuckers in my path. I'm on my way to become a Pokemon master.
     We went to a spa here in LA, and my god, they have the sexiest Asian women here. I am in love all over again. No happy ending, but I did get boobs all up in my face which rocked. I hit up the beach a few times already since there's like 50 within a 20 mile radius. There's a houseparty a block away I'll be going to later, so maybe I'll have some pics for you guys ;) Apparently it's going to be full of hoochies and pot heads, can't wait.
    I'm in a bit of a rush if you couldn't tell, but I promise I'll write something more entertaining here soon. Lost of stuff to do here.

Saturday, June 25, 2011

Latinos know how to party!

Me, Memo, and my Mom

I can't really diss my people, and it's only fair that you don't judge the whole by a select few, but damn, there are some really shitty Hispanics living around here.

I went to a Mexican club the other night to listen to a pretty famous band called Los Alacranes Musical. The people at this club though, and not to mention the club itself, were just plain gross. Your typical drunks everywhere with trashy girls who exchange drinks for dances. The guys there try to compensate for their small dicks with long ass boots that could rupture a man's rectum with a well aimed kick. Think of clown shoes, but mixed with stilettos? Their hair is always ridiculously gelled up in some tacky ass fashion, or covered by some lame hat when they have no hair and most of it is on their back and ass. Even the girls were pretty furry. They had meaner side burns than I did and some pretty hairy arms. I don't mean to sound like a pompous douchebag, but honestly these people had no class or dignity. I feel that this scene of music is dying, all you really get is a bunch of old drunks and busted up looking whores. I did get a kick out of seeing all these guys come up to this girl who was trying to talk to me, I don't remember how old she was but I'll guess 24? She was completely drunk so I didn't have it in my heart to take advantage of her. I know, I'm a gentleman, what can I say. I just ignored her and guys would come one by one to ask her to dance. It was hilarious seeing the face on the poor sucker after they took a hard rejection, they almost wanted to cry it seemed. It's pretty sad when some kid half your age is scoring chicks and you're an old ass man crying about it.

Douchebaggery aside, there was a fight that went on in this club (Yay!) It was sort of messed up though, a bunch of drunk guys, two to one. The guy went out cold. A third guy tried to go in making the fight even more unfair, but everyone backed up as soon as he stopped moving on the ground. Everyone was screaming "Don't touch him!", but people are stupid, he was just unconscious, it's not like he fell from a 10 story building or got ran over by a truck (although the blood on the floor might make you think that). Nothing affected his spine that could cause paralysis. Trust me, I learned my shit from the Miami Project. My dad and I helped the guy get up on his feet. Honestly, it sort of bugged me to see that these people made no effort to intervene or to help the old drunk out. It was very inhumane to just leave him and not go for help and I'm pretty ashamed that those people are my race. Like I said, I know not all of us are like that, and these are only the small percentage of Hispanics. Mainly the stinky lazy ones that you would see at a Wal-Mart, not Home Depot or Lowe's. Most of them are not even from Mexico...El Salvador actually. They're the nasty, hated, inbred rednecks of Latin-America who join stupid little gangs like MS-13 which none of you fuckers should even be scared of, they're all a bunch of pussies like most gang members. I just want to punch every single one of them in the face, but I'll be too busy getting a High School diploma and going to college.

My mom and Peter (Pedro)
It was pretty cool to hang with the band after the show though. My mom is a pretty hardcore fan so I got to go back with them and talk to all the members. I was pretty surprised when they knew her name already. She stalked them pretty hard on facebook. The main singer seemed kind of like a douchebag since he was the face of the band, I guess he kind of deserves to be a little cocky, they're a good band. We really got to talk to the saxophonist and the best advice he could give me was "Don't get pregnant." We talked about high school band, and that's where it all started for him. My mom was showing me off to them trying to tell them how smart I am and stuff being in Governors School, but I don't consider myself too smart. He seemed like a really humble, chill dude and it sort of cheered me up knowing that there are actually some dignified Hispanics out there.

Thursday, June 23, 2011

River Rats


     These past few weeks have been pretty crazy for me. So many...illegal activities...I think I could use a little breather. Although it's been exciting, I think it'd be smart to just step back for a while and just reflect on all the crazy shit that just happened. Don't want to start leading down a bad road, I'm smarter than that anyways. Partying like crazy, sweet ass nights with beautiful girls, living life basically, what more could a teen ask for. I went canoeing down some crazy rapids the other day, my brother's canoe ended up getting wedged perfectly in between four random trees. Fuck. It was a bitch getting that sucker out, pushing against the current, well over 1000 lbs of force as the water filled the canoe, took 4 big guys and myself (I weigh 125...) to move that deathtrap. The worst possible thing that could have happened would have been someone getting a leg pinned between some rocks, but luckily we all made it out okay. We managed with some minor bruises being banged up on rocks while floating down the rapids on our backs. Maybe it was a bad idea to keep drinking out of that bottle of Patron after it had been dropped and mixed with a little river water. Shit was expensive though, I felt bad letting it go to waste I suppose. All of this partying has been for my brother. He's moving to California for school and stuff, I'm sure gonna miss hanging with this crazy kid. I feel as though my Senior year is going to be a complete waste of my time, I want college already, I need to get out there on my own. I am totally ready for it. I'll just have to make the best of this next year I guess. Plus, I've got this cute Asian girl I've always wanted to be with, so I've gotta make something happen or I'll regret it for the rest of my life ;)

Monday, June 20, 2011

Pool Story, Bro.

   I know I've been slacking, living life and what not. Well, my recent exploits are kinda naughty, and I don't really feel like writing about them, I'm not one to kiss and tell and some things are just better off unsaid ^_^. Last summer though, me and some buddies of mine snuck into the pool in my neighborhood to chillax and be bros. At this point in time, the pools had all been drained, and one of us had the genius idea to go tee-pee some people's houses, but I felt that was for chumps, and I had a better idea. I was like "Yo, gimme that roll of toilet paper" and made my way over to the Kiddie Pool. I pulled my pants down and plopped a nice hot steamer in the middle of the kid's pool. No one was managing the pools during this time, so that bad boy just roasted for the next month and a half. I gotta watch out who I tell though, since apparently I told the son of the guy who managed the pools. Good thing they switched companies this year because apparently, the ones who worked it last year let people take shits in there. Whoops.

Monday, June 13, 2011



     Whoa, holy shit, is this some Satanic blog now? No, its not, calm the fuck down, you're safe. It's just a Heartagram, logo of the band H.I.M., don't you dare compare it to that faggot hatchet boy of the ICP, those juggalos are just psychotic and have serious issues and if you listen to them go fuck yourself. My hate for that shitty band aside, HIM was a band I really got into when I was younger, a skater and what not, inspired by the greatness of Bam Margera. He featured the lead singer of HIM, Ville Valo, on his show Viva La Bam (greatness, will be missed), and they both shared the symbol so I really got sucked into them. It wasn't even for the music, although they did have a few good ones, I just got into them to be fully enveloped in "Bam-ness" if you will. I wanted to be just like that dude, he was a hardcore motherfucker. I really despise the band now that they've pretty much sold their souls and gone pop-ish, which I completely despise. Not for the lack of talent, but because people who listen to mainstream ruin it for the rest of us, much like Juggalos, just because they dress like complete inbred fuckheads, I refuse to ever hear that disgusting band.
     The symbol is pretty meaningful itself, stands for Love (the Heart) and Death (the Pentagram), showing that they go hand in hand. Not that I completely believe that they do, it's still a pretty cool looking symbol with meaning, and it looks badass to me so I totally want a tattoo of this. Of course, I wanna be just like Bam and get this tattoo right above my pubes. It might be kind of a waste, since I don't go flashing my pubes often, but maybe on my back or arm? I'm not sure. I still think I might go with my pubes right?

Thursday, June 9, 2011

The One That Left

L for Love, but seriously, Kira for the fucking win.
     Everyone has that one person that completely changes their lives forever. She meant the world to me. Christina was sweet, but trite naive, she wasn't for me. No one quite says it like Trophy Scars though :). We met because I needed a reed for my Clarinet. She was new so I thought I could pressure her into giving me one. She totally caved. I told her my name was Jesus, but at this point I didn't really like her. Apparently she wrote about me in a diary of hers, kind of like I'm doing now, but I thought it was kind of sweet. She actually let me read it, and asked me to write a page in it. I never did, but I guess this is me making up for that. I'm not good at writing meaningful things, so I kind of just let it go.
     We sat next to each other in football games, and it totally blew when I saw her give some guy a hug and found out it was her boyfriend. I kind of felt like an ass, but he seemed like a douchebag so I kept talking to her and stuff. She was a tease, she'd say stuff like "Wanna be my boyfriend?" just to see my face light up. She knew I was totally digging her.
     At our Homecomming, she showed up with her doucebag boyfriend, and she wanted me to dance with her, but she said I had to ask him. Fuck that, but I did it anyways. Of course he said no, but only because he's a pussy, he knew he had lost her when he looked at her eager face. So we got our one dance, and I'm not even sure how it happened but we ended up bumping heads, and we just sort of stood there with our heads resting on each others. As she put it she "Totally wanted to suck my face off."
     So she broke up with her boyfriend at a football game and came crying to me, and we dated for a while. I don't know why, but I was completely crazy, still am, about this girl. I was completely obsessed, I don't know what it was about her, she was just perfect. I loved everything about her, we'd be complete assholes to each other just for fun, and it was amazing, I could be my natural douchey self to a girl and she enjoyed it.
     I just hate that I fell so in love with this girl, I have to live my life, and she's just a distraction. We'd have periods of time when we'd just stop talking, then we'd be all "I missed you" and it'd just go in a cycle. I had to get out, so I told her I never wanted to see her again. Luckily, she's moving this summer, so I'll never have to see her again. My whole year pretty much revolved around her, and I'll always associate my Junior year in High School with this one girl.
     I made her promise that we'd never talk, we even de-friended each other on facebook (whoa) so you know it's for real :P. I'm kind of glad she's leaving, I can finally get back to worrying just about me. I know it'll just take some time, but I'll get over this girl. I care so much for this girl, and it sucks to have to do this, but I know it's the right thing. I just wasn't meant to be. I told you I wouldn't write this, but I know you're reading it right now and you promised you'd leave for good. So we're even. Douchebag. I love you.

Thursday, June 2, 2011

I Love Asians

     I admit. I love asians. More than white chicks, even more than most of my fellow latin chicas. They're my favorite flavor. This one in particular is pretty special. She's really innocent and has never had a real boyfriend surprisingly for how cute she is ^_^. I drew a picture of her a la Napoleon Dynamite, to show my appreciation. 
    This girl is really cool because she's fun to mess with. She doesn't really catch on when you mess with her, and it bugs her when I say "moist". Idk. I randomly say "I'm so moist right now." Anyways, shes real innocent and stuff so it makes it even more fun to say naughty stuff around her. 
    I dig her, but I hate making a move. I refuse to make a move because I'm afraid it will be recieved as being creepy and I will never let myself be that guy. *cough*EricWilliams. 
AS I was saying. I totally like this girl, but I'd hate being friendzoned. I don't really talk to her, we don't text or anything. She's called me before just to talk, but I won't let that get to my head, it doesn't really mean anything. She's actually really cute in real life, but I don't feel like being that said creeper and posting one of her Facebook pictures. 
    Take my word for it. Even if you don't like asians. I don't know if I really even want to date her, I just kinda wanna hang out with her and stuff. Maybe get an ice cream or something. Maybe its just my whoremones, but I've been digging her for quite a while. Am I being a pussy for not doing anything? I act like I'm not too worried about it because I don't want to force anything and I don't want to seem desperate. I just go with the flow, and if something happens, it'll happen. I also don't want to get too close, because there's always that chance that she'll totally diss me and no one wants a bad hurtin. Ah jeez, I could use some advice?  

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Coil Guns

     So I'm in this nerdy kind of thing called Governor's School. I'm sure some of you have heard of it, anyways, we're pretty much done with the learnings so we're messing around with all the stuff at our disposal. 
This is a nerdy post, so if you don't like knowledge gtfo. Save yourself the trouble. =) 
We're making coil guns, basically an electromagnet powered projectile. 
We took the circuit boards out of disposable cameras and removed the capacitors to have a huge storage space for our gun. 
Then we soldered all of the capacitors (10 in total) together and charged them up. I'm not gonna lie, I suck at soldering, shit took forever. I also ended up researching if getting shocked multiple times caused doesn't. *-*
Anyways, we charged these bad boys up and used a hollow pen  to make the gun and wrapped a copper wire around the bottom of it with a shit load of wrappings to get an awesome magnetic field around this sucker. 
End result: a tiny little bink that hits the ceiling and gently falls back down, enough to make a middle schooler find out his body now makes fluids. 

tl;dr - I made a gun with Physics. 

Jesus Freaks

I don't necessarily have a problem with religion, I hate those who feel they have to "convert" you to "save your soul". It bothers me that they use scare tactics such as "You will burn in hell for your sins you heathen" to instill fear in people's minds. The other day at work, a customer at work left me a lame little booklet called "The Letter". It was a little religious pamphlet about some lady who gets a letter from a friend from Hell where the doomed woman tells her that she could have saved her, although she was religious, it was all her fault because she never explained the bible to her. It's apparently not enough to believe in god anymore, now you have to convert others or else you're screwed too is what I got from it basically.
I'm not religious at all. I don't believe in ghosts, superstitions, or other things that most white people (sorry, I'm a tad racist) freak out about. These things to me are just in people's heads and they have weak mindsets for not being able to see past them. I can not seem to find how there are so many ghost hunting shows and why people even watch them. They're all so stupid to me (the shows not the people). Don't get me wrong, I loved Ghostbusters, but people who take it too far and are constantly paranoid about it, that's crossing the line. People are the same with religion, they feel that they have to go to church everyday or else they will burn in a fiery pit of doom.
Just recently familyradio thought they could predict the end of the world, and guess what, we're still here. This to me was just  another sad attempt to increase church attendance. I haven't been to church in so long, and you know what, I am so much better. I don't have to dread the days of church knowing that my entire day will be ruined. I only used that time to sleep anyways. I don't hate religion because it does do some good. It keeps order from the chaos that would ensue if people realized they were free to do what they want. This fear of Satan or the devil or demons, what have you, keeps people from killing each other and doing horrible things. Sadly, common sense is not enough to tell someone not to steal. Okay, killing might be an exaggeration, but you get my point.

Side story behind my little post
This girl at my school (I'll leave her name out for her sake) had good intentions. She tried getting me into her church and I tried getting into her pants. I can't really take her seriously. I straight up refused because of the way she asked me. I felt like she just wanted to show off that she brought someone into the religion, and that's not how its supposed to work. I will not follow any religion because religions are all centered around money, either by "forced donations" or tithing I guess, which they make you feel guilty for not giving. I always hated seeing my mom put her hard earned money into something that she could always do on her own for free, and I'm glad she does now. This girl got really upset that I was talking to my friends about it, and she is a pretty dramatic chick at that. So this is how the conversation went afterwards:
"Why? (in a sad overdramatic voice)"
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"Oh...and your sister is beautiful."
Yeah, now you understand my struggle. Just as you might imagine, I walked away saying to myself....What the fuck...
She came up to me the other day asking if I were mad at her, and it definitely should've been the other way around. I had just bashed her religion (in a douchey way, not gonna lie) and destroyed everything she believed in using totally badass logical facts. Women...
Anyways, she tried talking to me again today, and she was asking why I told my friends about that, and I didn't really want to talk about was awkward so I pretended to listen, and luckily I was facing her back, so she kept talking to herself cleaning her instrument as I walked away. I wonder how long it took her to realize I was gone...-_-

tl;dr: Religion fucks you up.

Tuesday, May 31, 2011

The Reason Behind the Name

     SevenFoldsIn, its not the number being able to literally fold over itself, its about the idea of a piece of paper only being able to be compacted so many times, seven to be precise, and the end result is a tiny triangle looking like a paper football. The symbolism? I guess this is my way of trying to collect all my life events into this blog. Even though my life has been pretty pathetic and uneventful (I mean the most exciting part of today was convincing a girl I had been shot...pretty lame when I think about it) , I feel there's some things I've always wanted to share with the world, and a diary is no fun unless someone steals it and reads it, so think of this as reading my own personal little diary. I choose Helvetica not because it looks good or anything (since it really doesn't) but since it reminds me of someone. Yeah, sappy, but it's meaningful to me. 
     The name actually came from the band Avenged Sevenfold (R.I.P The Rev) as the name for a character I made in some video game...I'll just say it...Maplestory. I'm ashamed, I know, how could I. I was young, understand please. No need to F3. I just kept using it for other stuff you know, screen names and what not, and I just saw a deeper meaning in it. Laying in my bed, not being able to sleep, that's when I think the most, and I just sort of rearranged the wording of it from SevenfoldSin, to what you see now. I kinda like it, its almost like a transformation for me, from an angsty teen, to a complex individual or so I hope.
      I pondered on what may compel a person to really want to read about another person's life, I mean especially when I haven't done anything particularly exciting, and I have no answer for what could've convinced your crazy ass you to do so. Maybe you're just some creepy stalker, or someone with no life, but seriously, we all want to know if some things happen to just us, if the events we encounter in this world are special or unique to us don't we? I just kind of finished watching The Social Network, so I've been inspired if you will. I feel like maybe someday I'll be someone real important and people will want to say, "Holy shit man! I know that guy! I read his blog!". (Read as in the on-going version of the word not to be confused with the "red" pronunciation).
     I'll try to keep this as entertaining as possible for you I promise as I tell you all about my sad little life, so to get you going here's a picture of the sweet ass dump I just took. Enjoy.

For you sick fucks who actually scrolled down looking for it...wth guys. Wth.