Sunday, August 31, 2003

Another here and there situation...

I'm at my dad's work right now...I got more details and information coming up here as soon as I'm done with both here and going to Home Depot to buy massive amounts of fertilizer. Yeah, the summer project of mine is wrapping up...

12 hours later...

Shizzle, I didn't really need to know where Allen was, just go to Electric Ave. and he's bound to show up.

And he did...

I found my new found weapon of choice, AI Artic Warfare Magnun (Magnun Sniper Rifle). Ah man, I was picking off guys one by one this night at Electric Ave. We were all having that late night LAN games and the atmosphere is undescribable. Me and Allen, if we played, we found ourselves in the top 3 in the most kills of the team and people around us demanded to switch on over. This night, with that Magnun Sniper Rifle, I was scoring 23 kills on the Aztec Map. It's unreal.

Afterwards, we sat outside and just chatted for a while. That area is just the hang out place for a lot of people...

I really want to talk to Tara sometime just to kind of catch up of what we've been doing...

This is kind of the highlight of my day...I don't want to type anymore. That's such a sweet gun...looking forward to tomorrow, I don't know why, but I am...

Saturday, August 30, 2003

It's been kind of a here and there type of week from the last post that I described what I did...

I don't know how to begin...

Cindy didn't really mention that she came back on Wednesday night, so we didn't know that on Thursday we could have done something with her. I called Cisco first yesterday because my sister mentioned that he came over to my house, but I was at Electric Ave at that time. So, I thought about getting him to go to Electric Ave. yesterday but he claimed that he was busy. So, I called Cindy next and she said that she was just at home not doing much. Perfect. So, we talked and I think I discovered a universal truth...

1. When girls ask boys to do something, boys will do it.
2. When boys ask girls to do something, it's usually a struggle and very often unsuccessful
3. A group of girls will hang out together on a moment notice.
4. Only close friendships between boys is often the case.

So, when Cindy called Cisco to go hang out with us, Cisco was all for it. It was Cindy and her sister, Cisco, Willy, and I that played at Billiards Arcades for some classic times. I think Cisco came because he wanted to see how good Cindy got at playing Billiards. I discovered that I get consistently good rounds if I change sticks between each game. We were all trying to find the magic stick. Man, I was doing good.

Speaking of universal truths, I remembered talking to Lladira about this concept...

Generally, girls are more excited in entering high school then guys because it's open game of scoping out all the cute guys because they are all as old or older than them and they wouldn't think twice of it. Gradually, as the years pass by, guys are generally more excited about their senior year than the girls because now it's all open game to them, they wouldn't think twice about any girl.

LOL! Total reversal of roles! So you would think that when getting to a university that this truth will still apply. Possibly, but I think that because people are generally ghetto and poor at universities that it's all open season to everyone. Community college, you still got to show your bling blings...

Yeah, I know, I'm rambling...

Anyone want to go to Electric Ave. later on tonight, give me a shoutout. Freakin' tight at night, everyone's there at a computer and we go for an all out LAN game inside Electric Ave, so everyone can talk to each other and it's just crazy what everyone says. Last week, it was the first Counterstrike game of the evening, and I was on the roof in this one level and I didn't know that I was the last one on my team. So, I walked around and I accidently fell off the roof and died and the other team won the point. Everyone inside was on the floor cracking up and commentating on what happened, Allen was right beside me shaking his head. Where's that mutherfucker at? I haven't seen him in a week. Yeah, that time, when he took me home, I haven't seen him in a while and we just talked and hung out until midnight. This was funny at the time:

Scenario: Allen got in a geography class with a bunch of idiots. He was the only A in the class, the second highest grade was a 56%. That's how sad it was. So this one guy had the nerve to tell Allen after something that I forgot what happened...

"Common sense, Allen." - that guy
"Common sense isn't so common!" - Allen
(teacher chuckles to himself)

So yeah, there was another thing that was funny at the time, I'll post that later, but remember, Counterstrike late night at Electric Ave. I fill you on for the details if you catch me...

Thursday, August 28, 2003

Things become more complicated....things become more confusing....and things just doesn't make sense all together...

"Drama makes the world go around (go around)
Anybody got a problem with that? (yeah)
My business, is my business
Who's guilty? Can I get a witness?"

"Life in the Fast Lane" by Limp Bizkit

Maybe today was a mixture of excitment and some confusion in parts. It's hard to know exactly what the others feel, whether they're playing around or they're serious. Mainly one part, an AIM screen hides a lot of things and nobody really can get a good read off of the serious level of others. But then again...

"Everybody defamates from miles away
But face to face, they don't got a thing to say."

"The Heretic Anthem" by Slipknot

When unresolved issues come up and realizing that if such and such didn't happen, then a resolution will never happen. You tried to take action with senses of compassion and compromise only to have it shoved back into your face and you just wait outside until time comes and it never does only to have passerbys trying to reason with you that's it's alright but inside it's not. They know your vulnerability and exploit it to their own pleasure and when all the talk circulates around and you realize that it's happening, you "feel like you were fucked by a train." - The Warden, Shawshank Redemption.

And you wonder how it all started...and realize that it was from a simple subject...and it evolved into shame...

Not just shame, but shame that isn't acknowledged. Without addressing shame, one builds resentment and turns to anger back at the persecutor and it becomes a never ending cycle.

"All the shots I take
I spit back at you."

"Shoot Me Again" by Metallica

I'm tired on being toyed around..."I hate this zoo" - Agent Smith, Matrix.

I just had to let it all out...

"FUCK IT ALL!
FUCK THIS WORLD!
FUCK EVERYTHING THAT YOU STAND FOR!
Don't rely, don't exist
Don't give a shit, don't ever judge me."

"Surfacing" by Slipknot

I probably wished for a happier entry, but I just had that to say...but, today I have to say Lladira is the most awesomest girl there is...details on that later...maybe...but that doesn't really need much explainning...

Wednesday, August 27, 2003

What Is Your Battle Cry?

Prowling on the tundra, cutting down all who dare stand in the way using a thorned whip, cometh Starfox0064x! And he gives a low grunt:

"Vengeance and goo flow from my veins! I hereby void your warranty, and send you back to God!"

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Tuesday, August 26, 2003

Man, this is the longest stretch that I haven't posted anything...And I think I'm going to continue that on tonight. Yeah, I do got a lot of things to share, but I'm just not feeling it now. I've been having computer problems and I just got to sort them out and then I may get back to this crap. Stupid Roxio won't install on my computer, argh!

Wednesday, August 20, 2003

I found out my room assignment in college today and Cindy knows that dude Milton Lin as I saw on my shoutout box. I got his phone number and anybody that got free long distance, tell me that you have it and I'll give you his phone number and you can..harass him or whatever. Great roomate, am I?

"You changed my heart, and made a spade."

I've been laying in my bed for nearly 3 hours straight and haven't seen the state of unconsciouness...So, I guess I'll be just playing Marvel vs. Capcom until I get frustrated with one team and quit and then I'll fall asleep...it works sometimes

It's 1:25 am and I'm still wide awake...

Tuesday, August 19, 2003

I guess I'm able enough right now to do a rundown of what's been up with me...

Sunday, probably from the shoutout box, I went to Covina as I promised to Sheryl to see the short flag competition. Freeways in the morning are awesome. No cops, and everybody doing 80-90 MPH, and everyone trying to find lanes that achieve those speeds. Asking me to do that for a little over an hour was absolute bliss. Also, a reward and more bliss for not crashing or getting lost is to see all of the Oxnard short flag girls at the other end. (bitting knuckles) LOL! The Embassy Suites was pretty sweet and I tried to find the area that they were going to compete at to perch, but the tennis courts were closed off. Eventually I found them and I think they were surprised that I made it. Maybe I ought to give Lladie a thearupeutic knee massage, it's just what a goddess deserves! Sheryl, saying she got high this day, she loves that stuff that she was on! I was just amazed by all of the performances from all the divisions. Congrats to them for winning first place in overall! They definitely deserve that. It was extremely hot there, and driving home, I almost fell asleep behind the wheel on the freeway. I mean, traffic wasn't going that fast, and I was running on 6 hours of sleep that night, so I felt myself getting into microsleeps when I was only going for a blink. After that, several times I didn't feel the steering wheel anymore and when I jolted awake, my car kind went left to right slightly. But, I'm alright...

Monday, I wake up and chatted with Becky and I find out that she was leaving tomorrow. I haven't seen her online and stuff, so I was trying to find things to do for our last hang out, but her plans were booked. But, I with Josh and Meghan that I saw at her house came over at 8:30 to see her before she goes up to Lewis and Clark. Meghan and Josh had to leave before me, so it was just me and her there and we talked about all of her stuff in her boxes and how deep her supply list was. Oh yeah, Josh had a couple of Spongebob Squarepants car fresheners and he gave me one. Awesome. It was nice seeing her before she went to bed. During the late hours, Danielle comes online buzzed and all the conversations can be read on her blog.

Today, Becky was online in the morning and she chatted with me until she had to go up to Oregon. Most of the day, I was kind of reflecting, "Whoa, pretty soon my life will be different, I'll be having boxes of stuff everywhere, and I just wonder how everyone around me who is still here would feel..."Everything seems to be accelerating quickly that I just question in my mind the famous quote, "Am I awake or still dreaming?" Maybe a little more light hearted aspect of the day was when I went to my orthodontist and waited there a long time. Luckily, they had playing Lilo and Stitch and the whole waiting room was bustin' up laughing at the funny moments that makes us question, "Is that Disney?" And when I was called up, I sat near the television set and the doctors saw me there and said, "You were enjoying Lilo and Stitch were you?"
"Yeah, I did," I responded with a smile.

Monday, August 18, 2003

I don't really know when I'll update this thing...I'm not really into it tonight...I got an orthodontist appointment tomorrow and I got to pick up my sister, grr!

Sunday, August 17, 2003

Playing God

This is what happens if you let my mind run wild for a period of time. Yeah, this was inspired by digging up grass in my front lawn. How I was able to get 7 pages, singled spaced, 1 inch margins all around off of lawn labor is pretty sickening. I just threw stuff together, I didn’t bother to go back and improve upon it because I felt just completing it was sickening enough. If you ever wondered what my mind was thinking sometimes…maybe this will get you a little glimpse.

Six gentlemen in black suits, white button shirts, and neckties of various colors sat in grey office rocking chairs around a brown oval table with four monitors inside a glass window at the center of the table. Each had a briefcase opened with various folders of papers and his own personalized laptop computer. After each man got acquainted with each other, a brown combed back haired, brown eyed man wearing a green with a gold lining at the widest width of the tie sitting at the head of the table push his chair back to get up to walk to the window that covered one side of the room. He saw out of the window below various skyscrapers of various heights, cars of various designs and colors utilizing the roads and stopping and going at many intersections, and above a bright afternoon sky with a few lightly white clouds and the sun beaming down causing a shine off of Stanley’s black-buffed shoes. While still looking outside he finally broke the silence in the room, “We are the most powerful people of the Republic of Sidewalk.”
“Indeed,” the other five men agreed.
“I call forth this meeting to discuss a problem brewing in the nation and everything around us,” said Stanley.
“It’s apparent amongst the people that all of the available resources will be depleted very soon,” said Charlie, a red, combed back headed, blue-eyed, red tie wearing corporation owner who sat to the left side near the head of the table.
“Once the resources are gone, we won’t be able to produce the goods to sell to the consumers,” said Dan, a curly blonde headed, brown eyed, blue tie wearing corporate CEO who sat next to Charlie.
“If that happens, we won’t be able see the multi-billion dollar salaries that we are used to seeing,” said Fred, a green eyed, brown haired corporate CEO who sat at the other head of the table.
“That is what draws my concern,” said Stanley. “We don’t have a lot of time to discuss this matter. We need to draw up plans and ideas of how we are going to get resources.”
“We have found ways to renew resources that are once believed to be non-reusable…” said Dan.
“But,” interrupted Stanley.
“The methods of renewing the resources are too costly, and we have been sucking the bottom class people of their money for so long that the increased prices would discourage them in buying our products, thus we lose money,” said Charlie.
“Have the exploration team found any of use in the Crabgrass forest?” suggested Fred.
“We all know that the trees and the undergrowth of the forest have no use to us,” said Stanley. “The properties of the plants cause a mysterious disintegration when we try to harvest or even classify, and immediately that it disintegrates, it regenerates.”
“Our exploration team have found one thing,” said Dan. “There are several geysers within Crabgrass Forest which the plants gets their nourishment from.”
“Can we harvest the geothermo energy from it?” questioned Stanley.
“We all know that we can’t establish a building on Crabgrass Forest, for the building would be devoured by the forest in an instant,” said Charlie.
“We’re all doomed then,” said Stanley.
“Not necessarily,” said Dan. “Do you remember the tales about a civilization said to be on the other side of Crabgrass Forest?”
“My grandmother once told me about it,” said Charlie. “But it is just a wild fairy tale. I mean no one has ventured deep within the forest and came to the other side and came back to tell about it. Crabgrass Forest is endless.”
“Well, if the tale is right,” said Dan, “then there will be something with unlimited capabilities at the other end.”
“What is that?” said Stanley.
“I don’t know,” said Dan, “I mean the story about it has been instilled in all of us since we were very little. But, I recalled that this civilization was granted something so ultimate, that it’s just something indescribable.”
“You’re not making sense here,” said Fred.
“I’m suggesting that we go into Crabgrass Forest and keep on going and never stop to return,” said Dan.
“That’s just insane!” exclaimed Charlie. “You’re meaning to say that you want us to pursuit something that’s just a fairy tale!”
“The civilization in the story was meant to be a perfect one where none suffered and everyone shared the wealth,” said Fred. “Judging how our society is, I do not believe that a civilization like that exists. Mainly because all of us here do not want it to exist in this society.”
“Yeah, we like living comfortably off the misfortunes of others,” said Charlie.
“I have a bad feeling about going into this mess,” said Fred.
“It comes down to two choices,” concluded Stanley. “One choice, we can just sit here and do nothing while the nation’s resources are all gone, there are massive riots, we get our throats cut by the people, etc. The end of the world as we know it. Or, we can pursuit this fairly tale, and who knows, we might find this civilization and gain the knowledge of this unlimited possibilities. The choice shouldn’t be that hard.”
“Agreed,” said Dan. Stanley, Dan, Charlie, and Fred look over to the two other members on the right side of the oval table who each adorn all black sunglasses and blue neckties who sat their ominously without speaking a word throughout the whole meeting. “We have the congress and the president on our payroll,” said Charlie. “We should have no problems of Congress and the President to approve the use of thousands of the Republic’s military to march into Crabgrass Forest to find what we’re looking for on the other side.”
The two brown haired men in sunglasses nodded their heads in acknowledgement. They are known to be able to pull the strings necessary to have done what the four wanted.

Three weeks afterwards, the Republic of Sidewalk raised 50,000 battle hardened infantrymen adorned with identical blue, gold buttoned uniforms, black boots, a blue had with a shinning black bill, a rifle, and a backpack of supplies to last for a year. Their mission was to march into Crabgrass Forest never to return until they reach to the other side…


“Hush!” said a silent voice underneath the thick tall grass.
“I can’t see what we’re hunting!” said a voice louder than the first.
“Damn yuppie!” said another silent voice. “Talk that loud and you’ll scare away the game! When I tell you to go, you spring up with the rest of us and kill what’s ahead of us.”
“This is exciting!” said a voice. “This is my first hunting experience ever!”
“Quiet!” said another voice. “Now get ready.” The anticipation and excitement of the kid on his first hunting trip was overwhelming. He immediately charged with his wooden with a sharp stone tip spear at a lightly brownish dear with antlers on its head. “CHARGE!!!” hollered the kid.
“ZACK!!!” hollered the others of the hunting party. “Get back here! You can’t go at it alone!” Zack learned the hard way. The deer lower its head and just when Zack was about to spear it, its head was below at Zack’s stomach region allowing the deer to lift up his head and flip Zack in the air.
“EEEEE!!!” cringed his fellow hunting party members as Zack came crashing down to Earth. The deer ran away amongst the others seeing that humans were in the viscidity.
“Looks like we’re not going to have deer meat tonight,” said Demitri grabbing Zack’s hand assisting on his get up. “How about that for your first experience at hunting?”
The three teenage brothers wearing deer skin wrapped around the lower extremities to the knee all with brown fuzzy hair and brown eyes headed back to their tribe somewhat proud for their brother Zack’s first hunting experience even though thy did not have anything to bring back. Their bodies were tanned dark from their love of the outdoor adventures with a thick black line underneath their eyes to reduce the glaring of the sun. They trekked across the Savannah of Blueberry at mid-afternoon talking amongst themselves about the day and tomorrow’s adventures. They finally arrive to their tribe which was located near Crabgrass Forest. Saw Wood Tribe was the biggest community of all tribes on the vast Savannah of Blueberry with many huts set up and many people from all over coming to either live or trade goods. The brothers were greeting amongst their friends and families and took part in the festivities of the night.
“Thanks to my brothers who got me out of going to pick vegetation, I get to go and hunt now,” thought Zack. “Even though we may not catch anything, we still get to eat.”


“Is this what I think it is?” said one of the frontline infantrymen behind the bush in the Crabgrass Forest.
“This must be the civilization that has been told to us by our parents,” said the general of the frontlines.
“It seems too primitive to be a society of endless possibilities,” observed another soldier.
“Maybe it’s what inside this civilization that has the endless possibilities,” said the general.
“What should we do now?” asked one soldier.
“We wait here and observe them to see if they are any of a threat to us,” said the general. For nine months, the frontlines have walked through the thick Crabgrass Forest and made it to the other side in the cover of the night. Though the society to them was thought to be primitive, the soldiers were at awe with the camp fires and seemingly perfect happiness exerted by every individual in the community, not apparent in the soldiers’ society in the Republic of Sidewalk.
“Amazing!” exclaimed by one soldier looking through his binoculars. “It’s like buffet out there, everyone is getting something to eat without paying a dime!”
The general got his binoculars out of his backpack and observed the festivities. He looked at the other soldiers and the other soldiers looked at each other and conversed amongst themselves. “I’ve never seen this much sharing going on before,” said the general. “I mean, where we all come from, we’re used to seeing homeless and starving people with living along side with the rich and powerful of society. But, this here is just something remarkable. Everyone has what they need, shelter, clothes, food, and most importantly happiness. This is not a primitive society by any means.”
“What have we done wrong?” pondered one soldier. All of the soldiers looked at the ground for they knew what was wrong with their society, it was just too complex to answer.
Meanwhile, Zack turns around at the festivities and looks at Crabgrass Forest and notices many unusual figures in there. “Brian!” shouted Zack to his brother.
“What’s wrong Zack?” asked Brian.
“Do you notice anything usual in the forest?” asked Zack
Brian looks carefully in the forest and saw the same thing that Zack did, many unusual figures in there. Both Zack and Brian talked to more people about their discovery and soon the whole Saw Wood Tribe stared into Crabgrass Forest.
“They’ve spotted us!” shouted the general, dropping his binoculars.
“They’re approaching our position!” shouted one soldier. “What should we do!”
The general was caught off guard by the sudden turning of actions by the tribe. “Open fire!” shouted the general. The soldiers acknowledged. They took out their rifles and started shooting at anyone approaching them.
The tribe screamed seeing several of their members dead and the things that the figures were firing made holes in everything that came close to Crabgrass Forest. “What’s going on?!” shouted Zack to his brothers who were retreating deep into their community.
“They’re just too strong!” shouted Demitri running away. “We can’t stop them!”
“Hold on, is this what the Creator means by being provoked?” said Brian with a shot of inspiration flowing through him. He felt charmed with the sounds of the bullets hitting his wooden hut.
“Where did the elders hide the as they say, “ultimate possibilities?” asked Zack while hiding in the same hut as his brothers Demitri and Brian.
“Do you think it will stop them?” asked Brian.
“We have to try, come on, the elders’ hut is not far from this one. It’s in there,” shouted Demitri. The brothers on a count of three rush out of the hut laying low avoiding all of the gunshots being heard all around them. Each of them made it to elders’ hut without being hurt. They looked down and saw that their was a door on the ground. “Legends say that this door is extremely heavy and only the ones that are destined to use what’s inside can open it,” instructed Demitri.
“Let’s just pray that the Creator is on our side,” said Zack. All three grabbed a hold of the ringed doorknob. “On three,” instructed Zack. In sync with the count, all three struggled but successfully opened the door.
“Yeah!” shouted Demitri.
“We don’t have time to celebrate!” interrupted Brian. “We got to quickly find out what’s inside and hopefully it’ll stop all this madness.” All three went down an inclined plane into the dark. They felt all around but eventually felt something unusual and brought it back to the upper level of the hut. The brothers examined at what they found in utter confusion. The design of it wasn’t anything they have seen before and the materials extremely out of the ordinary.
“How do we work this thing?” said Demitri.
“More importantly, was is this thing?” questioned Zack.
“What does this little hook thing do?” asked Brian. He pulled back on the hook and a massive pale blue ball shot out of the nozzle completely destroying the hut leaving the brothers wide open in the outside.
“There’s more of them!” shouted a soldier who spotted the brothers.
“Pull back on the hook and let’s see what happens!” shouted a nervous Brian. All three brothers did as they were instructed. Massive pale blue balls fired at the soldiers making massive explosions, uplifting the earth and causing the soldiers to fly everywhere.
“Retreat to the forest!” shouted the general. All of the soldiers followed the orders of the general, but the brothers kept on firing at the soldiers. “Hopefully the forest can protect us from their weapons,” said the general. The brothers fired at Crabgrass Forest and kept firing until they could see no more soldiers standing. The entire community of Saw Wood crept up behind shocked at the events that transpired. The brothers couldn’t move a muscle, they stood there for a long time staring at their weapons. Most shockingly to all of them, Crabgrass Forest didn’t regenerate as they suspected, it stayed broken.


The community stood there silent before the elder approached the brothers to break the silence. “What were you doing in my hut?!” shouted the elder while smacking each of them on the head. The elders in each tribe had naturally bald head, believed that the Creator took hair out to instill greater knowledge within.
“Geez man!” shouted Zack. “We were only trying to help!”
“Aye, this is bad! This is bad!” insisted the elder scratching his head. “I don’t know what this all means. By confusion means that we are weak, and to get strong again, we need knowledge of this whole situation.” The elder looked at the dead bodies of his people and from the invaders. “So it goes,” the elder said. “Never before in the history of Savannah of Blueberry have we have this happen before.”
“This man is still breathing,” said Brian as he was examining the bodies.
“All three of you who went into my hut will carry this unconscious man to the Sacred Realm of the Sacred Highway,” instructed the elder.
“Dammit!” shouted the brothers.
“We need to have together all of the elders of each tribe in the Savannah of Blueberry at the Sacred Realm immediately to discuss this matter,” said the elder to the community. And it was so. On one lunar day, people and elders of all corners of the Savannah of Blueberry traveled to the Sacred Realm, a naturally made stone structure on top of a hill. On top of the hill within the stone structure was flat with areas to sit or stand. The people believed that this was the area to call upon the Creator for it overlooked the Sacred Highway. The Sacred High was a beautifully white pavement where it was believed the Creator step foot on to create the world as the people know it. Following the Sacred Highway would lead one to the Forbidden Land guarded by a monumental white gate. No mere mortal can step foot on the Highway or he will be banished to who knows where in an instant. Also, many have ventured to the foot of the gates only to be deterred by the foulest stenches that once they were there, they have never been grateful coming back and breathing fresh air again.
“Place the invader on top of the stone table,” ordered the elder of Saw Wood. The three brothers tossed the unconscious soldier onto the table placed at the center of the main room of the Sacred Realm. The audience have gathered around lighting up torches to witness the first time something foreign under the nighttime lunar sky. The audience examined every aspect of the soldier, amazed by his uniform, what he had in his backpack, his rifle. “I’ve never seen such material,” some would murmur.
“How did they create this?” others would say.
“He must have come from an extraordinary society,” said the elder of Fuchsia, settling down the crowd, “a society that creates many wonderful things that we have no knowledge.”
“We must find out these things or else we’ll be weak compare to them!” insisted the elder of Saw Wood.
“So the legends of a civilization where people could create anything that they can imagine does exist,” said the elder of Dandelion. The audience murmurs amongst themselves.
“Indeed,” said the elder of Saw Wood. “There’s no doubt that these man came from the other side of Crabgrass Forest. But, his men came and attacked us. If they create wonderful things, can they be evil?”
“You did claim that all of his adorn the same stuff, right?” asked the elder of Fuchsia.
“Yes,” answered the elder of Saw Wood.
“Then they come from a society similar to ours where people share their creation with one another, it is just that they are highly advanced then we are,” insisted the elder of Fuchsia. “We were just caught off guard by their presence, that’s all.”
“But one would think that they could have approached us on a more friendlier basis instead of killing,” said the elder of Saw Wood. “I mean, they killed my people with similar objects like the three brothers learned to use.” The elders examined the rifle placed next to the soldier and it showed the same characteristics as the “endless possibilities” with the shape, nozzle, and trigger. “We were fortunate that the brothers were able to use it when we needed it,” said the elder of Saw Wood.
“If we need assurances of the matter, we need to call upon the Creator,” said the elder of Fuchsia.
Everyone in the sacred realm looked at each other. “The Creator hasn’t been summoned in over ten millennia,” said the elder of Dandelion. “It’s been warned to us that if we call on Him and He’s sleeping, then there would reek chaos!”
“We have to take the risk,” said the elder of Fuchsia. “We know too little.”
“Alright,” said the elder of Saw Wood pointing at the elder of Fuchsia, “but if He is pissed, then we’ll all blame you.”
“You’re a nice man,” sighed the elder of Fuchsia. “The three brothers, get the summoning scrolls in the other room.”
“Why do we have to do everything for the elders?” yelled the brothers.
“You guys are the chosen ones, so it’s only fair that you help these old men out,” said the elder of Fuchsia. The brothers did as they were told and gave each person in the Sacred Realm an old, almost worn paper scroll passed down from generation to generation. No one knew how to reproduce the paper or make the ink that inscribed the melody. However, each tribe sang the tune every night, so each person had no problems being in sync with the song. Everyone started chanting the song that hasn’t been chanted for over ten millennia in the Sacred Realm. They sang for several minutes and stopped abruptly when the white gates opened for the first time in a long time.


“He’s coming!” shouted everybody in the Sacred Realm. Immediately, everyone bow down to the ground and closed their eyes, for if they saw how the Creator looked like, they would go blind, and still they wouldn’t know how the Creator looked like.
“Get something to write with!” ordered the elders to the brothers. “The Creator might say something important for generations to come.”
“I promised them that I would sleep until Sunday, and I hear the chants from that one Meredith Monk song filling up my mind,” said the Creator.
“My apologies for waking you up Creator,” said the elder of Fuchsia. “But our people is in a crisis right now.”
“What happened to Crabgrass Forest?!” exclaimed the Creator. “It’s been ruined!” All the people in the Sacred Realm were nervous thinking that it was the end for them. “I guess I have to preach to you guys,” said the Creator. “There’s three things that I wake up for, the short flag girls (primarily Lladira and Sheryl), Danielle, and Kira. Keep them in your hearts and they’ll give you salvation. I’m done here, I guess it’s time for me to go back to sleep until Sunday.”
“Creator, didn’t you wake up today for Danielle?” said the elder of Saw Wood.
The Creator paused for a moment.
“You did something at a place called Jack-In-A-Box for Danielle,” said the elder of Saw Wood.
“You elders can sense everything that I do,” said the Creator. “You guys are good…very good….I guess you’ll say that you got me up at right moment. Ok, how may I help you.” The Creator looked down at everyone and saw the ultimate weapons and an unconscious man from the other society. “I’ve never would have thought that the Republic of Sidewalk would make it this far.”
“Republic of Sidewalk?!” exclaimed everyone.
“Did the Creator create another society?” questioned a few people in the Sacred Realm.
“Just as I created your society, I created other societies simultaneously,” said the Creator. “Two societies with distinct gifts and knowledge for survival. I wanted to experiment how these societies grew up, but I didn’t know the consequences for making you.”
“Consequences for making us?” said the elder of Saw Wood.
“Yes,” said the Creator. “The truth of the matter is that I did not realize that the Republic of Sidewalk would advance so much and your society advance very slowly. I feared the imbalance between the two groups so I granted your society the gift of the ultimate weapon ten millennia ago and ordered them not to be used if you were threatened. I would not have thought that the other society would progress this far, but I’ve underestimated their potential.”
Everyone below stood silent, no one had anything to say to the creator.
“I know you are living in fear, don’t,” advised the Creator. “Take this as a great opportunity of learning. There’s many things that you can learn from each other, how you go about it, I leave it up to you.” The Creator looks at Crabgrass Forest and says, “I’ll pile up the destruction at the center of the forest and on Monday it’ll be gone.” And it was so. While doing His task, He thought random thoughts to Himself, “A primitive and an industrial society, or as they say now, a Socialist and a Capitalist society. I’ve observed that the common Capitalist people strive to make things equal where everyone shared the wealth and a Socialist society strive to make living better. Needs are essentials to survival. Wants are progression of needs, but turn into needs if one’s survival depends on it. So how could you distinguish want as corruption and want as progression? Two distinctly opposite societies have found each other and have changed their mentalities. Even though the soldiers fired at the curiosity of the tribe, still they wanted to end suffering and corruption in their society and the tribes resorted to killing to survive. Which society will survive? It’s not like the classic Europeans and Native Americans, for in this case, the Native Americans have a superior technology that the Europeans do not have. How’s it all going to play out?”

Bah! I think you suffered enough!

Friday, August 15, 2003

So I stopped for a little bit on my story to do more typing...(confused look)...

The story is kind of out in the antelopes type of deal...I'm just messing around with it. Right now, I want an electric guitar...I don't know why, but I want one.

Randomness mentality...

Thursday, August 14, 2003

Task done...getting Danielle food...

Continuing on, my sister wanted me to drive by her work so that she could pick up her paycheck. We're just cruising down the Cultural Center of Ventura, it's kind of like the Rodeo Drive of Ventura near Seaside Park. Do you guys know about this one lady named Angeline who was running for governor here? She made the news awhile back. She dresses kind of, maybe a little too, scandalous. My sister and I got a glimpse of her getting out of her pink Corvette, we were just trippin'.

Yesterday, was just that, yesterday. Nothing much went on that was of any significance. But, talked to Sheryl and she wanted me to go up to West Covina on Sunday to see the short flag competition. She said so nicely, so I have to go now. Anybody else want to go, just give me a shoutout, I can't handle all the ladies myself! Hehe!

I got inspired into a story when I dropped off food for Danielle when she was trying to make believe that the lawn that I'm hacking up was a battle scene. So, with the time that I spent on the month's project, my silly mind conjured up a story and I'll be writing it right now.

So Tueday morning was the last time I updated...later on that Tuesday, I began to do my month's project and that was to totally destroy the front lawn. I did a little bit because I didn't know what my dad wanted or wanted me to do that, but when he got home, I discussed that I was going to do it and I've been dubbed up on plenty of hours of playing WarCraft so I wasn't going to take any prisoners with hacking up the lawn. If there was a rose bush in the way, that was going to be gone...but not until I make a nice bouquette out of it...maybe then I give it to Lladie, hehe! So, I hacked up the yard a bit and then my sister calls me to pick her up from jury duty....be back for more...just got another task ahead of me...

Tuesday, August 12, 2003

Damn telemarketer woke me up today...I guess I got to update now...

Yesterday Danielle wanted to hang out with almost everyone, and I was the first to go. Yeah, she got me hooked on the tea lattes at the Coffee Bean. It was fun hanging out with her. Then we jetted over to Lladira's house and she gave me the dip that I was interested in. Took Lladie to her friend's place, almost ran over a pigeon when I was taking Danielle home, then I jetted home to try that dip. So, I grabbed a bag of tortilla chips and flipped on the TV and started just eating the chips and dips. Aww man, went through the whole bag of chips and finished off the rest of the tip tht was left. That was some addictive stuff. But, it meant that I had to do a bike ride tonight to burn it off. So, I went to the Pacifica track and just made lap after lap during dawn. There was a big full moon out that night and it was just a beautiful setting for my exercise. The Pacifica track was just dark and I was alone on it, the backstretch had Oxnard and it's bright lights. The front stretch had the moon rising from the horrizon over the hills. Turn's one and two had Pacifica High School and the Stanley Morgan buildings and its bright lights. So, lap after lap, I was just enjoying the sight that each part of the track had to offer. It would have been awesome if I had a significant other there to have my arms around, sitting on a blanket in the middle of the field and just enjoying the stars and the moon.

After watching RAW, I went online and just was overwhelmed with chats, it was insane. There was some that I clicked with, but there were just too many subjects plus I was sleepy which didn't really help anything. If I kind of ignored you, I'm sorry.

Today, I got to pick up my sister from jury duty. I'm expecting not much because yesterday was somewhat eventful, so today, I'm just at home all day...

Monday, August 11, 2003

I could not sleep until 11:00 even though I was up until 1:30 last night. I don't know how I spent 4 hours on the bike riding, it's strange. While going around, I stopped by Francisco's house and chatted for a little bit. His family was going to start some high rolling gambling and Cisco had to participate I think. So, a 15 minute break, and I was off to Brian's house to check on him because he came from the Metallica concert yesterday. But, he was working as his brother points out. It was 8:45 and didn't stop again until 11:30 last night. I think it was because of two pervasive thoughts that I kept trying to clear out of my head, but it haunted me. You can probably guess what they are...Kentucky Fried Chicken...(confused look) I had to smell that restaurant going up and down Gonzales. But, take the K and the C and you'll know the obviousness of the two things that are pretty much the unknown variables that my mind has drawn out. But, last leg, I almost got raped by these 4 girls as I was discussing with Cristina today. But, yeah, I burned a lot of tri-tips...

I started bike riding at 7:30 pm...

Cwc986: bike ride? this late?!? be careeefulll!!!

Auto response from Starfox0064x: Bike ride to burn off all of the excess food...

Cwc986 signed off at 11:02:23 PM.
Cwc986 signed on at 11:04:16 PM.
Starfox0064x: (huff...puff...)

Auto response from Cwc986: Just hit the lights before you leave...
You know, of the million things that you
"had to say"
you'd think sorry just might have found its way in there
somehow,
someway,
....anyway.

Starfox0064x: I'm back finally at 11:30...

Sunday, August 10, 2003

Deftones - Minerva (The Song Currently on the Radio Station)

I get all...numb
When she sings it's over
Such a strange numb
And it brings my knees to the earth

And God bless you all
For the song you saved us...

You're the same...numb
When you sing it's over
Such a strange numb
It could bring back peace to the earth

So God bless you all
For the song you saved us...oh...
For the hearts you break, everytime you moan...

I get all...numb
We're the same numb
And it brings our knees to the earth

So God bless you all
For the song you saved us..oh...
For the hearts you break, everytime you moan
And God bless you all on the earth...

It's one of them days where after just kind of stuck at home, the next day, you're just out all day. Yeah, it's one of those times. Started with Cindy's birthday party which was awesome seeing a lot of my friends for a little bit before they all go to their colleges. One highlight of it was that, (sigh...) it was just a meatfest or something...man, I've never eaten that much tri-tip in one day, but it was GOOD!!! Some revelations went on which were funny and dammit, I left my GameCube at Cindy's house. I hope her brother John doesn't mess things up with my set. Her brother's just insane, he's all climbing on me like I was a tree or something. But, it didn't end there. Later on, Meghan, Becky, and I went to Wagon Wheel Bowling and took advantage of the unlimited bowling from 9:30 pm - 1:00 am neon nights. I bowled my personal best at 157, which was on the second game, and it's always the second game that I do the best. Then after, it was all downhill with mediocre scores. It was fun hanging out with them today almost all day. Tomorrow is probably one of those days where I'm just at home and probably going to do massive exercise to burn off all of the tri-tips and birthday cake. Yeah, another bike trip is coming up...

Friday, August 08, 2003

Yesterday's main objective was to find a present for Cindy because her birthday is tomorrow. I didn't really have classes in the morning because I was done with everything that needed to be done and got A's in both of them. So, it was Thrifty Thursday at the fair that day, and if I won a prize, which I haven't in the past, then that would be Cindy's gift because the sentimental idea was that I had to earn it pretty much. Not just any prize where you play and you can win something, I mean if you do win, you get it, and if you don't, nice trying. Didn't accomplish it. A couple of rides and I was out of there.

A day before, I switched my key chain to the one Lladira gave me from the Vatican. I guess it was one of the break times between homework that I decided to take it out of the covering. Unlike my other classes, your grade was based on two tests, the mid-term and final. So, I was extremely nervous and just very antsy coming to class. But, I think that man upstairs did His magic when I put on the medallion keychain and behold to me standing at the door of my classroom, Lladira looking all angelic like. I ran to the door, and almost ran over my sister who was coming back into the classroom. Lladira made my nervousness go away when she wished me luck on my final and I wished her luck on hers. I think I did pretty well on the final, I only had about 3 questions that were a bit funny to me, so ended summer with some good symbolic revelations and a very high note.

Afterwards, still I needed to think up of Cindy's present. So I headed to the Pacific View Mall and looked around to get some ideas. Actually, first thing I went to was Videogames Boutique. There, I played on the X-Box Ghost Recon and on the GameCube this one sword fighting game which was pretty sweet and difficult. But, I walked around from store to store, and I came across one that kind of had something I thought was interesting for a present. After that, went to Electric Ave., met up with Allen there, and played counterstrike for almost two hours.

Today, I've just been either on the computer playing videogames and on my GameCube set. It's unhealthy, yes, so I got to do something more constructive tomorrow or whenever. I'll just go to bed right now, prepare for Cindy's B-Day tomorrow.

Hmmm...(yawning)...don't really feel like updating just yet. All I have to say is that I caught a mosquito in the jar and commencing experiments to it tomorrow...

Thursday, August 07, 2003

Keeping it short and sweet...

Nominate me for Governor of California!!!

This whole recall thing is just ridiculous, and putting my name in the race would make it even more ridiculous...

Tuesday, August 05, 2003

Did a short break here to check the mail. This letter lifted my spirits up a bit...

From: miriamchoi84@hotmail.com
Subject: Fwd: joke

>1>Bob Smith, my assistant programmer, can always be found
>2>hard at work in his cubicle. Bob works independently, without
>3>wasting company time talking to colleagues. Bob never
>4>thinks twice about assisting fellow employees, and he always
>5>finishes given assignments on time. Often, Bob takes extended
>6>measures to complete his work, sometimes skipping coffee
>7>breaks. Bob is an individual who has absolutely no
>8>vanity in spite of his high accomplishments and profound
>9>knowledge in his field. I firmly believe that Bob can be
>10>classified as a high-caliber employee, the type that cannot be
>11>dispensed with. Consequently, I duly recommend that Bob be
>12>promoted to executive management, and a proposal will be
>13>executed as soon as possible.
>
>>Regards,
>>Project Leader
>>
>>KEEP READING...
>>
>>Shortly thereafter, the HR department received the following memo
>>from the
>>Project Leader:
>>
>>Sorry, but that idiot was reading over my shoulder while I wrote
>>the report
>>sent to you earlier today. Kindly read only the odd numbered lines
>>for my
>>assessment.
>>
>>Regards,
>>Project Leader

Currently stuck at Ventura College right now by my sister going out with her friends and another part, I do not want to be home with my mom and dad under the same roof. I had an informative day today that probably would make anyone happy, but this morning really scared me. At 5:30 am, I woke up to my dad just yelling and I don't know who got slapped, my mom or my sister. But, to be able to wake me up after going to bed at 12:30 last night, it was pretty loud. I don't know how it started or what happened, which my thoughts dwelled on most of the day. That morning, as I was getting ready for school, all I knew that my mom was in her bedroom, my dad was downstairs with my sister in tears and were rather silent. I could not draw any conclusions from that and was too afraid to ask fearing that I would incite something. But, my mom was upset all day today, which meant it was really serious. I'm just confused and a little shaken up right now, so I may seem half me and half someone else if you ever talk to me. But, hopefully things can get back to normal...

Monday, August 04, 2003

Objective of the night: do as much essays and as possible until 12:00. I only have today and tomorrow to finish a bunch of assignments so hopefully I could get 9 reports in for psychology by tonight. I've done 4 so far, 5 more for two hours, I can do it...

My sister got snagged using my dad's credit card for other things other than schooling. She has a job...(turning wheels in the head)...I just don't get her...maybe that's why she's been hiding from my parents for several days this week. Another person having a bad week...

Maybe studying keeps me away from overconsumption...

Yesterday, I was prepared to do homework to end the summer session with an A that I didn't have to take the final. So, usually I like to lay in bed for a moment to plan how to go about writing an essay for Mellinger. I thought about it...had a good idea...thought about it more...and more......and more.........zzz.............
Yep, sun was still kind of out, and I was fast asleep at 8:30 last night, or dawn for that matter. Becky said that it was due to the lack of sleep I got over Friday and Saturday and stuff where I just stayed up and my parents woke me up the next morning even though I was pretty much in my REM stages. But, that night, got scared with sleep paralysis, and had a very interesting dream where Cindy was in it. I thought about it a lot during today's college classes.

For the longest time, I was thinking about the symbolism of the word Zion from the Matrix series. That got answered in Sociology class today where we briefly went over Judaism. A paragraph from the course readers said, "Jews have often suffered persecution at the hands of the surrounding society. From the 12th Century on, European and Russian Jews were often forced to live in ghettos. After the Nazi extermination of six million Jews during the Holocaust, more and more Jews embraced Zionism - a movement calling for the return of Jews to Palestine and the creation of a Jewish state." Zion connects with humans being enslaved in the Matrix by the machines and the survivors were forced to make their settlement underground and establish a state for humans. You guys probably already knew that, but it serves as a revelation for me.

From there, today's psychology topic was all about human sexuality. More indepth sex ed...yeah. Probably the newest thing that we haven't discussed in that class was perversion and how the list of perverstion has shrank considerably in the last fifty years or so. Things like rape, child pornography, beastiality, public masterbation, aroused by touching, and it's not the word narcolypsy, but it's something else which is pretty extremely...out there, that it makes me sick knowing that it exists. Everything else is not perverted, even sado-maschism. Spelling is horrible today...

People have been having a bad week this week...something about the Ventura County Fair. But, maybe these things from David G. Myers can uplift people's spirits:

1. Realize that enduring happiness doesn't come from making it
2. Take control of your time
3. Act happy (putting on a smile makes people feel better)
4. Seek work and leisure that engages your skills
5. Join the movement movement (exercise)
6. Get rest
7. Give priority to close relationships
8. Focus beyond self (reach out and help someone else)
9. Count your blessings

Sunday, August 03, 2003

(cont...) So we're there at Electric Avenue and I signed up for a membership and it gave me three hours worth of playing. None of the servers were working for some reason in other areas which pissed off most of the gamers there. So, we just played each other who was in Electric Avenue. It's pretty hilarious on the headset where we're just sending voice messages of us dying and just making sound effects whenever they killed somebody. We didn't have a day where one person is complaining about getting shot a lot where we just gang up on that person and just talk to him to get off before just absolutely wasting him. That was a funny time. We spent a good two hours there before heading home. Right now, two things suck, AIM is not working, and I got homework to do...blah...

It's one of them lazy Sunday's as Danielle points out. Didn't really want to go anywhere or do anything, but lord beholds Allen comes swooping by and he wanted me to go to the fair with him. I was all for it, but my mom was, I don't know...she just suggested me that I didn't go to the fair because she knew about my plans on Thursday. So, take the initiative, we decided to go to Electric Ave and just play Counterstrike there. To kill two birds with one stone, I asked Allen to take me to The Coffee Bean so that I could get Chai Tea Latte for Danielle, headed towards her house and the rest is summed up in her blog. Gotta eat now, be back for more...

Saturday, August 02, 2003

I gotta do a bike ride right now...

Christopher is the #11 most common male name.
1.035% of men in the US are named Christopher.
Around 1267875 US men are named Christopher!
source namestatistics.com


Ngo is the #2556 most common last name.
0.005% of last names in the US are Ngo.
Around 12500 US last names are Ngo!
source namestatistics.com

Currently, I'm home alone doing nothing much...

My mom's company had a picnic today at some ranch in Moorpark. A little bit new, but we didn't really have much to do other than pet some goats, donkeys, goats and stuff. Looking at a goat straight on is kind of creepy. The pupil of their eyes is just a black line, sporting a goatee, and having those devil horns. I need help trying to figure out what to do because everyone else seems to be at the fair right now.

Friday, August 01, 2003

I'm a Giant Squid?!

Christopher is a Giant Squid that emits Ultrasonic Screams and Clouds of Inky Smoke, controls Human Thought, Freezes Solid when Cold, and has Webbed Feet.
(Strength: 8 Agility: 3 Intelligence: 9)
Unleash your Giant Battle Monster.

Interesting day at the clinic. I need to get my third dose of shots before heading to college. So, the lady doctor takes me in and she notices that I'm going to college and stuff and seemed really excited for me. I told her about my major and stuff and she was interested in knowing chemistry. I was surprised that she, a doctor, didn't really take chemistry at all. So, I think I gave her a lecture on like organic chemistry and simple combustions and how it relates to how a human functions. After that, she was ready to shake my hand for my leave in her office, but I reminded her that I didn't get my immunization. She laughed and the she lectured me on having relationship with girls while injecting me. Through it all, she suggested that my future wife that'll I'll meet will be the one attending the same graduate school as I am and to leave the college girls as just friends and nothing serious. Ok...(smirk...)

ShDwLoNe: im more worried about u.....
ShDwLoNe: to tell ya the truth..
Starfox0064x: worried about me more?!
Starfox0064x: why?
ShDwLoNe: remember pickrels words!!!
Starfox0064x: LOL!!!
ShDwLoNe: don't let it happen...
ShDwLoNe: N....mr....English 4 AP....CALCULUS..BC...PHYSICS AP...
Starfox0064x: there will be a lot of girls there to keep the distraction off of the books from time to time
ShDwLoNe: there were plenty of girls back here...
ShDwLoNe: so just be careful....
ShDwLoNe: dun want nothing to happen to ya...
ShDwLoNe: then..become gay..or something..
ShDwLoNe: i dunno....find a solution...
Starfox0064x: fuck no!!!
ShDwLoNe: lol
ShDwLoNe: im j/k..
ShDwLoNe: :-)
Starfox0064x: I hope you are...
ShDwLoNe: hey..im not chow....
ShDwLoNe: o god...taht reminds me..
ShDwLoNe: he's my roomate!!
ShDwLoNe: =-O
Starfox0064x: LOL!!!