VENTING

Okay. I am SO FUCKING PISSED OFF AT BROWN WOMEN. They are THE WORST people to deal with when troubleshooting computer problems. They are fucking stupid, slow, retarded, don't listen, can't follow instructions and are just plain old DUMB.

Fucking dumb bitches. You either need to learn how to manuver a computer PROPERLY and know what the fuck a start menu is and what the fuck right click means or learn how to speak fucking english you fucking tards. If you want troubleshooting in your own language, fucking go back to where you came from you ugly fat cow.

Don't fucking bitch at me saying "OH YOU DELETED IT, YOU LOCKED ME OUT" BLAH BLAH BLAH. FUCK YOU! I already fucking said that I didn't touch my computer! And when you say "My AS400 isn't there" USUALLY that means that you can't see it. NOT that you can't log onto it. If you can't log onto it then SAY THAT you fucking cow. Don't say "my AS400 isn't there! You did it!" How the FUCK did I magically make your fucking Icon dissapear? YOU DUMB COW! And when i'm telling you to do something. LISTEN! Don't fucking keep saying "I call you guys everyday and a different person keeps saying this and that" Listen, I don't fucking care about your issues with my co-workers. That's beef between you and them, not me. Bitching to me about it only pisses me off more and frustrates us BOTH and we BOTH can't do our jobs properly.

I was so close to losing it today. SO close. I was going to fucking bitch at her and hang up. Fucking cow. Congradulations, you're one of the only people who've actually managed to get me so fucking worked up. Asshole. Fucking go back to wherever the fuck you came from. Like the fucking toilet where shit belongs. Fuck, I'm done.

Good ol' times

Wow, has it really been that long? 2 weeks have passed since my last post. Wow. Seems like a lot longer. A whole lot has happened since then. So many things I can barely remember.

Well for starters, my parents are back from Taiwan. It's nice having them back in some ways, and in others, it just isn't that great. LoL. I miss my freedom to do what I wanted when I wanted. Oh well, that nightmare will soon become a reality soon enough. Yes I said nightmare and most of you are probably thinking why the hell I said nightmare when I just said it was so good. Well, the reason for that is simple. Most likely the next time i'll be able to have that sort of freedom is when i've moved out. Which means bills bills bills!!

So what other things are new? Nothing really. My brother just got a promotion about a week ago so we went out and celebrated. Dinner on him of course =). That was a pretty cool night. Had lots of fun, and laughs.

What else what else. Oh... my CRX project is moving along very slowly. I don't know why my motivation keeps slipping. I'm so pumped to do it one day, and the next it's like it's gone. It's horrible. I think it's some kind of genetic thing going on in my body that all my family has but i'm trying to fight it.

On the plus side to this, my engine will probably be comming in a months time! How awesome is that!!! =D i'm so happy for that. And I do believe that's all I can remember right now. Haha, So I think i'm gonna go

NEW YEARS

The new year has come and it's time to get one of my resolutions into gear. I've decided to write in this thing at least once a week. Also, i'm going to try and not use slang in this blog either. Wonder how long this will last.

Let's begin.

Terrible start for the new years. Roughly 2 hours after the stroke of midnight, I pulled one of the stupidest things i've ever done in my life. The first stupidest thing i've done while on this earth was probably starting a fight with someone back in SAM. The second stupidest things that i've done in my life are expressing my anger towards a wall and probably permanantely injured my right knuckles.

So what happened? Well simply put, I left a party without telling anyone I was leaving and I had some alcohol to drink. Was I drunk? No. Was I tipsy? A little bit.

So this is my perspective of the whole thing. I was talking with Nigel at the time and he mentioned to me how Linda was mad. I asked him if he knew who/what she was mad at and I thought it was at me. So after that conversation I went to find Linda. I asked her if she was mad at me and she brings me to a chair and tells me to wait. I took that as a brush off. So at that point I was nearly convinced that she was mad at me. So I went and sat down on the floor of the "party" room and just thought about what went wrong. Kept thinking and thinking trying to analyze every second of that night.

I couldn't really pinpoint a distinct moment where I may have done something to anger her. Aside from when I first arrived at her house. Could be other things that have happened that I think were okay but she didn't. But to me I don't think I did nething that bad.

So i'm sitting there on the floor thinking about all these things and crinkling up bits of confetti and throwing them in a corner. Then after a while, my mind was thinking and said to me. Well if she's mad at you, what the hell are you still doing here? I thought about that for a while and figured that my brain was right. Not the brightest thing to do concidering receptors in my brain were being blocked off by the alcohol that I had.

So what ended up happening? I left. Like a ghost I vanished. Got up, grabbed my keys on top of the display case and my micellaneous items and left out the front door. Well that was just the beginning piece of this domino game.

Once I left, I was pretty pissed off. Not at Linda or anything but at something else that happened in the party room. This however isn't up for discussion. So in my blinded anger I decided to go find that mother fucker who sold me that CRX. I vaguely remembered where his house was but I couldn't remember the house number. So I drove around once and I couldn't find it so I just went home. When I reached my house, I got in, and went straight to my room. Got changed and put on my contacts and went to bed. After that I was out like a light.

I woke up in the morning at like 11 ish and ate. Watched a movie and then felt very tired. So I went and took a nap. I then woke up at 7pm. I got up and I was searching for my cell phone. I couldn't fucking find my cell. So I called it. *ring ring* I couldn't hear it. Oh shoot! I put it on vibrate the night before! What do I do now? I tear my room appart searching all my usual spots. Guess where it was. Common, I'll give you one guess.

If you guessed my car in the center console you're right. I left my phone in the car for the whole day. I check it when I found it and the message "15 missed calls". Holy fuck that must be a new record. I take a look at who the calls were from and they were all from my friends at the party. Shit. I close that display and it says that I have 6 new messages. Got a couple from Shirley, one from Nigel, one from Mike.

Damn. Now that was one of the stupidest things i've done in my life. Wouldn't you agree?

Sorry to have made you guys worry everyone. =( Terribly sorry for that. Especially to Linda and her family. Sorry...