Tuesday, May 31, 2005

This is the end.

Saturday, May 28, 2005

What is happening to me?

Good night.

Went to Club 511 with Omar, Sarah Robertson (pretty hawt), and Neal.
Celebrated Omar's b'day.
Got drunk.
Cockblocked.
Danced like hell with Sarah.
Felt bad about cockblocking.
Was told that the cockblocking was ok.
OK!
Tired as shit.
Going to bed now.

Thursday, May 26, 2005

Thoughts and Musings at a Randalls deli...

Sunburned/Overtanned Lady #1
"Wow, this bitch needs to stop overtanning herself. You can just smell the smoke coming offa her."

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A dialogue:

Dumb lady: "Hi, I want a #6 [sandwich]."
Me: "Ok. 6 or 12 inch?"
DL: "6."
Me: "Ok." I proceed to cut the correct bread (multigrain). As I finish cutting it through the middle...
DL: "Oh, do you have wheat?" I pause, and...
Me: "Yes, ma'am." I proceed to cut another bread.
Me: "Did you want the meal deal, ma'am?" A meal deal is a medium drink and a bag of chips for a dollar more.
DL: "Yes." She goes off to look at the soda choices. Comes back and...
DL: "What size cup?" and goes for the soup cups. I interrupt and point...
Me: "Those cups, ma'am."
DL: "Oh, right right." She goes and gets the medium cup and goes to the soda machine. She comes back and...
DL: "Which one is the Nestea?" Well, goddammit I can't see it so what am I supposed to say?
Me: "Uhmmmmm." She goes, comes back and...
DL: "Only water's coming from it."

OY! The white switch underneath the tea gives you water!!!

I leave the sandwich and walk around to show her.
Pressing the correct switch, and thus showing her how to get tea, I start towards the sandwich table again.
DL: "Which switch do you press?"

You are the dumbest fuckin' lady alive.

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Sunburned/Overtanned Lady #2
"You have the complexion of an overused ash tray."

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Sunburned/Overtanned Lady #3
"Gosh, you tanning is like bleaching a pig... completely unneeded."

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"Shut the fuck up and let me finish explaining the answers to your dumbass questions!"

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"Is that your nose or a deformed strawberry?"

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"Why do super fat people buy like 10 pounds of meat and cheese? Oh wait. . ."

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Europeans
"What the hell is a 'poond'?"

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"Take off your dumbass sunglasses. Maybe then you can READ your deli choices instead of asking me to tell you all of them."

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"Why should I cut your deli meat so goddamned thin when you so clearly are not so thin. It would seem to me that you would need to get as much as you could into one bite instead of taking pecks."
Lumines = pwned
999,999
1 skin to go

Thursday, May 19, 2005

Kokuryu has been coming out more than he should...

I am not a good person. I took advantage of a pornstar (phonetic) twice. Got drunk and drunker. Yeah I am not a good person.

Thursday, May 12, 2005

Uhhhh...

Uhhh, I got an A in Chemistry, which means more than likely, I got straight A's this semester. I don't deserve an A, but rather a B, but I am not complaining. I think it's a blessing when the best thing you got going for you is your grades. But it's also sad too that you don't seem to have much else...

Tuesday, May 10, 2005

Every day, I feel myself becoming a darker person. The light and the darkness within me continually pull at each other, fighting for dominance, in a neverending match of tug o' war. I can see what I am becoming and I fear it. Even now, I feel something growing in the pit of my stomach, that makes me hate, and drives me to become more powerful than I've ever been. I hold it back in all the time, knowing that strength and aggression aren't always the means to an end. But I hate limiting myself for the sake of others. I hate stopping a power punch from crushing through a head because I am concerned for the other's well-being. I hate catering to stupid people who don't know of their own stupidity. I hate not being what I want to be. I just want to kill something. God, I don't know what to do anymore. It's as if my life is not my own, and though I pray to You every day, I can't stop myself from feeling this way. I shudder as I feel my physical potential ripple through me and I am truly afraid. I want to know it, but I am scared it will consume me. Please God, hear me. Pacify my soul. I am not strong enough to bear your heavy gifts.

Wednesday, May 04, 2005

Now today...

I did ridiculously well on the cumulative Chem test, and I didn't even study a fifth of how much I studied for the last test, on which I got a non-curved 76. What the hell is up with that? I played video games and watched kickboxing last night. Hardly any studyin'. Maybe that's what I needed, a release.