WE'RE NOT SORRY IF YOU BOUGHT IT!

Okay, seriously, I have to bitch for a quick second. I've really liked ICP's shit for the last couple of years, everything I've heard new and old...but they've fucked themselves this time. Hell's Pit, which is supposed to be the culmination of their story, their most "wickedist" album ever...big expectations and shit, ya know?

It's. Fucking. Terrible.

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So my Mom comes home from work this afternoon and brings the mail into the house. She tosses me this little-ass package and I have no idea what it is -- I haven't been expecting a package, nor did I recognize the senders' address. I tear the package open and reach in...and what do I pull out?

A Trojan fuckin' condom.

I shoved it back in the package and turned to my Mom and said, "Well, that was unexpected." And that was, or so I thought, the end of it...until this:

xXxJamieMadroxXx: What'd you pull out?
Dgener8puf: a Trojan fuckin' condom
xXxJamieMadroxXx: SUPRISE!!!
xXxJamieMadroxXx: lolololol
xXxJamieMadroxXx: That was from me
xXxJamieMadroxXx: lolololol
Dgener8puf: oh, you fucking whore
xXxJamieMadroxXx: omg hahaha
xXxJamieMadroxXx: I forgot all about that

Survival

Not only must I survive the semester, but I've got to find a way to actually excel. In class and in life. I'm at a crossroads and I can't determine how to save myself.

I like myself...yet I don't like myself. It's difficult to explain, but there's alot of things that bother me, especially lately, and while I like myself right now...I'm not who I NEED to be.

I don't get enough sleep every night. I put off my homework. I want to get into the entertainment industry, but I can barely run one of the cameras at school. I have a gut, which is beginning to really bother me. Yet I'm too lazy to go play basketball or workout in any fashion. But, I feel like I'm lazy for a reason, in that respect. My feet are so terrible that I'm hurting within 30 minutes of running up and down a basketball court.

So...I don't know. I'm lonely. And everything has pushed me to the point where I almost feel empty inside. Everything I do, it seems, is more for the simple fact of "going through the motions" than it is for my own personal love/benefit/etc.

I put together a video package tonight of our family vacation to Virginia, set to "Time 2 Ryde" by the Psychopathic Rydas, haha. It was pretty good. Took me six hours (approximately) to edit it. Frankie and Wendy liked it, so that was cool for some first-batch feedback.

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On the bright side, there was some FUCKED UP! weather today. It was rainy and dreary this morning and then when I left for my second class, it turned into a torrential downpour. It was cool, really, except for the fact I was on my way to school and I could barely see. Then, within the one hour I was in class...everything changed. I walked back to my car and it was warm, it was sunny, the skies were blue, you'd barely had known it rained as bad as it did an hour earlier. It was unbelievable, but only reaffirms the fact that Iowa weather is FUCKED UP!. So, that was the most interesting thing about today, I guess.

Time for bed. I wish there was something to cheer me up. G'night.

No-Fuck Monday

Professor: "Something something is screwed up. Ya see that? I didn't say 'fuck' because it's only the first day...it's the first Monday...it's the No-Fuck Monday! Something something shit."

Tech Chick: "You just said 'shit'...I thought you weren't going to cuss?"

"No, I said it's the No-Fuck Monday, not the the No-Shit Monday. It's too early to say 'fuck,' but it's okay to say 'shit.'"

(later) "Well, I don't care, I'm going to say it...it's fucked up."

"C'mon, now, you can't say 'fuck!' It's the No-Fuck Monday!"

Etc.

I wish I could tell the story better, but my professor and one of the TV tech people persons went on that little dialogue this morning and it was hilarious as fuck. FUCK! It was almost too funny to be completely random, and almost seemed rehearsed, but knowing this professor (I've had him before), it was ad-libbed and random and just funny as Hell.

***

AOL is full of Nazis. I hope they all rot in Hell.

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I spent $185 on books today, with another $25 to be spent on one last book. So I'm getting off easy this semester. That is very sweet...cuz it means I have money left over for cool shit, like concerts and CDs.

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I have a class tomorrow with this dude I've had class with the past two semesters. He's a cool dude, and this class is gonna suck, so at least we can keep it entertaining and/or suffer together. If anything interesting pops up, I'll be sure to tell the story here. If I can remember details, that is... =o(

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For a good "read" (if you wanna call it that), then check out www.ctrlaltdel-online.com. It's a web comic about gamers...and it's really funny, trust me, even if you're not a hardcore gamer.

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I just thought I'd add another "***" break in there, either to entertain you, or possibly piss you off. Oh, wait, I have something else!

Confusedperson56: if she asks me i'll be like ya your a fT BITCH
Confusedperson56: fat*
Pakman1388280717: I cried
JTSpoiled: lol ... that's mean, Nikki.
Confusedperson56: im j/k
Confusedperson56: i would be like oo your the prettyest whale ever
Dgener8puf: LMAO!
Dgener8puf: prettiest whale ever
Dgener8puf: that's fucking classic
Dgener8puf: ::writes that down for later use::

Seriously, that's some brilliant ownage right there.

Until next time, when something interesting happens hopefully,
PZ,
J.Cizzle.