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Guys, I think my cousin is registered on this forum. I'm scared...

Luckily no-one notices me but he might recognize this username.

 

I almost did something bold today but got scared. Aww poo.

I need a good sleep in tomorrow.

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Today our campus had an "All Night Breakfast' session to celebrate finals week and allow students to blow off stress. We got there when it started, so there was a long line. After letting my friend cut in front of me, I realize they were handing off raffle tickets for a prize to be drawn later that night. These raffle tickets were straight off a brand new roll, so they were sequential.

 

One of my friends at the table who was eating with us said, "I have a feeling someone's going to win a prize at this table!"

 

Later on, they called a number: my friend's number. The number that would've been mine, had I not let her cut in line. She won a 19" HDTV, 780dpi.

 

Kindness better pay in karma pts, tbh! I'm happy for her, but still...tv :(

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I got my first custom pc build request today. The customer paid me for parts, software, and labor today. It is mainly a gaming/media production rig. It has the i7 processor, water cooling, 8GB of ram, dual 285's, X-fi 7.1 audio card, a 30 inch display, and a request for cable management (sleeving cables, making it look pretty, etc.). The customer settled on a $220.00 labor fee. The customer offered 300 if I overclocked, but I am not good at that and I don;t want to mess anything up. I have a use for the 50+ feet of cable sleeve I bought now. He gave me a copy of Sony Vegas Movie Studio 9 Platinum and Adobe CS4 to install after I get done. It is like a $3000 build I believe.

 

I hope I do a good job so he will refer me to others if they need builds.

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Today our campus had an "All Night Breakfast' session to celebrate finals week and allow students to blow off stress. We got there when it started, so there was a long line. After letting my friend cut in front of me, I realize they were handing off raffle tickets for a prize to be drawn later that night. These raffle tickets were straight off a brand new roll, so they were sequential.

 

One of my friends at the table who was eating with us said, "I have a feeling someone's going to win a prize at this table!"

 

Later on, they called a number: my friend's number. The number that would've been mine, had I not let her cut in line. She won a 19" HDTV, 780dpi.

 

Kindness better pay in karma pts, tbh! I'm happy for her, but still...tv :(

 

Nice.

 

My college actually does the same thing, or at least they did last year. Not sure if they did this year because I don't live in the dorms anymore.

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Found a poem that I really liked.

 

Let us take a sack of spray paint and spray paint over the paintings

Let us dance through Paris

Kiss in the shadow of the Louvre

Crawl inside its' windows

Scrawl manifestos over the canvas'

Write Morse code on the sculptures

 

Roll a sleeping bag on the floor to sleep inside of

Tell one another a story by flashlight

Unearth everything from before

Bury each other inside the other

Feed grapes to the ants

Light fireworks in the fists of sleeping kings

Kill a monarch

 

Break back outside and

Find a wall to do all these same things to

up and upon against

break the bricks

Climb over them

 

And when the sirens scream

Laugh loud

Hold my hand

And run fast

Run through these streets with me with a bunch of bottles

A bucket of gasoline, a mouthful of matches

A pocketful of paintings and the fresh faced batch of policemen to chase the fires we are lighting

We'd laugh on the shoulder of gold

 

And I thought that the museums were cemeteries where the dead paid the walls to hold what we have

So that we could walk through what we once were

Where children take their skulls to turn into gardens

To pluck for forefathers and farther stars

That on some nights resemble an armless mother praying for her arms to return

Every tooth we tear from our jaw

To fling at the black gloved riot soldiers as another shadow that we are trying to lose

 

Let every giggle be filled with lust

Let us laugh this night away and I will [bleep] you like you were a prayer

I could save me by having my mouth around you

And I will hold you afterwards like you were the pulpit and I was the sky

And this love that danced between that hardness

Was a telephone line of holiness that those two things spoke through

 

Take me into your heart like I was a saint

And you were a face of forgiveness

Blooming in a valley destined to sink further

Be a river with me

Be the storm

The bend in the path

The front porch

The heat in the South

Be a bootful of banjo strings

A fistful of written songs

A mouthful of chocolate dust

 

When they come to take us

Stab them between the eyes

Do not take your hand from around mine

Make a fist with the other and punch spines like gilds, spit, swear,

Kiss them like a grandmother

 

How will open mouthed terror love filled?

And when they come to cut out hair

And ask to hear penance come from inside of us

Say with me loud and trembling

but loud and clear

"I have already emptied myself.

I kissed regret goodbye

Took the hands of another backwards angel

And rode backwards into the rain."

 

When the hangman of morrow comes to hang the sun in its daily execution

Say this with me

"'Sarah we are apples

Our love is an apple

I'm unbuttoning my shirt

Painting a circle over my heart

Please

Just shoot straight."

 

Read or watch the video if you have the time and tell me what you think of it. It's called 'Milos' by Anis Mojgani.

 

I made curry tonight and I went shopping today. ;D

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Found a poem that I really liked.

 

Let us take a sack of spray paint and spray paint over the paintings

Let us dance through Paris

Kiss in the shadow of the Louvre

Crawl inside its' windows

Scrawl manifestos over the canvas'

Write Morse code on the sculptures

 

Roll a sleeping bag on the floor to sleep inside of

Tell one another a story by flashlight

Unearth everything from before

Bury each other inside the other

Feed grapes to the ants

Light fireworks in the fists of sleeping kings

Kill a monarch

 

Break back outside and

Find a wall to do all these same things to

up and upon against

break the bricks

Climb over them

 

And when the sirens scream

Laugh loud

Hold my hand

And run fast

Run through these streets with me with a bunch of bottles

A bucket of gasoline, a mouthful of matches

A pocketful of paintings and the fresh faced batch of policemen to chase the fires we are lighting

We'd laugh on the shoulder of gold

 

And I thought that the museums were cemeteries where the dead paid the walls to hold what we have

So that we could walk through what we once were

Where children take their skulls to turn into gardens

To pluck for forefathers and farther stars

That on some nights resemble an armless mother praying for her arms to return

Every tooth we tear from our jaw

To fling at the black gloved riot soldiers as another shadow that we are trying to lose

 

Let every giggle be filled with lust

Let us laugh this night away and I will [bleep] you like you were a prayer

I could save me by having my mouth around you

And I will hold you afterwards like you were the pulpit and I was the sky

And this love that danced between that hardness

Was a telephone line of holiness that those two things spoke through

 

Take me into your heart like I was a saint

And you were a face of forgiveness

Blooming in a valley destined to sink further

Be a river with me

Be the storm

The bend in the path

The front porch

The heat in the South

Be a bootful of banjo strings

A fistful of written songs

A mouthful of chocolate dust

 

When they come to take us

Stab them between the eyes

Do not take your hand from around mine

Make a fist with the other and punch spines like gilds, spit, swear,

Kiss them like a grandmother

 

How will open mouthed terror love filled?

And when they come to cut out hair

And ask to hear penance come from inside of us

Say with me loud and trembling

but loud and clear

"I have already emptied myself.

I kissed regret goodbye

Took the hands of another backwards angel

And rode backwards into the rain."

 

When the hangman of morrow comes to hang the sun in its daily execution

Say this with me

"'Sarah we are apples

Our love is an apple

I'm unbuttoning my shirt

Painting a circle over my heart

Please

Just shoot straight."

 

Read or watch the video if you have the time and tell me what you think of it. It's called 'Milos' by Anis Mojgani.

 

I made curry tonight and I went shopping today. ;D

 

 

 

The poem was very nice, but the dude's voice kind of ruined it. I just stopped the video and read it to myself after the first few seconds of him speaking. I liked it.

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Found a poem that I really liked.

 

Let us take a sack of spray paint and spray paint over the paintings

Let us dance through Paris

Kiss in the shadow of the Louvre

Crawl inside its' windows

Scrawl manifestos over the canvas'

Write Morse code on the sculptures

 

Roll a sleeping bag on the floor to sleep inside of

Tell one another a story by flashlight

Unearth everything from before

Bury each other inside the other

Feed grapes to the ants

Light fireworks in the fists of sleeping kings

Kill a monarch

 

Break back outside and

Find a wall to do all these same things to

up and upon against

break the bricks

Climb over them

 

And when the sirens scream

Laugh loud

Hold my hand

And run fast

Run through these streets with me with a bunch of bottles

A bucket of gasoline, a mouthful of matches

A pocketful of paintings and the fresh faced batch of policemen to chase the fires we are lighting

We'd laugh on the shoulder of gold

 

And I thought that the museums were cemeteries where the dead paid the walls to hold what we have

So that we could walk through what we once were

Where children take their skulls to turn into gardens

To pluck for forefathers and farther stars

That on some nights resemble an armless mother praying for her arms to return

Every tooth we tear from our jaw

To fling at the black gloved riot soldiers as another shadow that we are trying to lose

 

Let every giggle be filled with lust

Let us laugh this night away and I will [bleep] you like you were a prayer

I could save me by having my mouth around you

And I will hold you afterwards like you were the pulpit and I was the sky

And this love that danced between that hardness

Was a telephone line of holiness that those two things spoke through

 

Take me into your heart like I was a saint

And you were a face of forgiveness

Blooming in a valley destined to sink further

Be a river with me

Be the storm

The bend in the path

The front porch

The heat in the South

Be a bootful of banjo strings

A fistful of written songs

A mouthful of chocolate dust

 

When they come to take us

Stab them between the eyes

Do not take your hand from around mine

Make a fist with the other and punch spines like gilds, spit, swear,

Kiss them like a grandmother

 

How will open mouthed terror love filled?

And when they come to cut out hair

And ask to hear penance come from inside of us

Say with me loud and trembling

but loud and clear

"I have already emptied myself.

I kissed regret goodbye

Took the hands of another backwards angel

And rode backwards into the rain."

 

When the hangman of morrow comes to hang the sun in its daily execution

Say this with me

"'Sarah we are apples

Our love is an apple

I'm unbuttoning my shirt

Painting a circle over my heart

Please

Just shoot straight."

 

Read or watch the video if you have the time and tell me what you think of it. It's called 'Milos' by Anis Mojgani.

 

I made curry tonight and I went shopping today. ;D

 

 

 

The poem was very nice, but the dude's voice kind of ruined it. I just stopped the video and read it to myself after the first few seconds of him speaking. I liked it.

Aww, I thought he had a calming voice. But yeah, I guess some poetry is better left read than spoken.

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Soo tired today.. Was up until 4. Had someone over keeping me up, and she twitched in her sleep so I didn't sleep much after 4 anyway.

 

Did alright in a poker tourny though, top 20ithish. Went all in with a high 2 pair and he was slow playing a straight, while I thought he was chasing a flush #-o

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i slept, worked, then slept again :D

I wish I could say the same, but I am currently unemployed. January 5th, I go back, though.

 

Gonna get a haircut for the first time in 4 years. Yeah, you can guess my hair's pretty long right now, but gonna be short and tidiy in some minutes :D

I could never let mine grow for that long. It is bugging me right now, after only a couple of months.

 

I just had lunch, so I think it is nearly time to go back to my room and play PS2/Wii. Maybe watch some TV at 3:30-4:00.

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Just got done with finals. Im so drained right now, its not even funny. But now I have a nice three and a half week break :thumbsup:

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Albel/Justin

Albel doesn't say anything anymore, just comes in, leaves an arrow and vanishes into the night :(Probably
practising some euphonium

You nearly had me fooled, you fooler you

Euphonium/10.

9/10. To me, always associate Albel with musical stuff in OT.

Everyone with a goatee and glasses is Albel now.

lmfao albel m8 wat r u doin, hi though.

 

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Just got done with finals. Im so drained right now, its not even funny. But now I have a nice three and a half week break :thumbsup:

Its hard to celebrate when your in college, so many things I can get into now

 

And man it's snowing like crazy were I live. Id say 2.5 inches as of now, and its growing fast. Going to be snowed in for a while :ohnoes:

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[hide=Quotes]

Albel/Justin

Albel doesn't say anything anymore, just comes in, leaves an arrow and vanishes into the night :(Probably
practising some euphonium

You nearly had me fooled, you fooler you

Euphonium/10.

9/10. To me, always associate Albel with musical stuff in OT.

Everyone with a goatee and glasses is Albel now.

lmfao albel m8 wat r u doin, hi though.

 

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Today I as good as finished my finals. Got an 8am Saturday final tomorrow ( :evil: ) but it's as good as aced. I expect it to be the easiest final I will ever take in my life. In case you're interested, it's for a class called "Research in Psychology I," a class on basic statistical procedures used in psychology as well as some basic info about writing psych reports. Did I mention I'm considering majoring in math and took AP Stats in high school?

 

Anyway, I'm just gonna chill tonight. Not much going on around campus, everyone's being boring and studying for finals or something, what's that all about? :razz:

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^Last time a snowday was predicted here, we got half an inch of snow, and weather just nasty enough to make walking there miserable, but of course not enough to cancel school.

 

 

 

Oh, and I recently made a Facebook account which was a friend's nickname (which tends to annoy her). I made all of its info and profile identical to her, with a silly profile picture.

 

I thought it was hilarious, and figured I fool around with it for a few days, and then take the credit and laugh with everyone.

 

 

 

Except it really scared the crap out of her. I mean, she was totally freaking out over it.

 

So, I've deleted everyone from the account's friends list, and am going to just let this be forgotten....

 

 

Oh well, it's just a good thing I used my secondary secret-alias email, rather than my normal one.

The only difference between Hitler and the man next door who comes home and beats his kids every day is circumstance. The intent is the same-- to harm others.

[hide=Tifers say the darndest things]

I told her there was a secret method to doing it - and there is - but my once nimble and agile fingers were unable to perform because I was under the influence.

I would laugh, not hate. I'm a male. :(

Since when was Ireland an island...? :wall:

I actually have a hobby of licking public toilet seats.

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I was going to go have pho soup with some friends, and this kid we didn't like tried to tag along. I pretty much ignored him, then he was with us at the bus stop. We got him to go on a bus and then we took the next one, but he stopped at the next bus stop, spotted us, hopped on our bus. We got to our destination and ran through the mall, I don't think he managed to see us.

Matt: You want that eh? You want everything good for you. You want everything that's--falls off garbage can

Camera guy: Whoa, haha, are you okay dude?

Matt: You want anything funny that happens, don't you?

Camera guy: still laughing

Matt: You want the funny shit that happens here and there, you think it comes out of your [bleep]ing [wagon] pushes garbage can down, don't you? You think it's funny? It comes out of here! running towards Camera guy

Camera guy: runs away still laughing

Matt: You think the funny comes out of your mother[bleep]ing creativity? Comes out of Satan, mother[bleep]er! nn--ngh! pushes Camera guy down

Camera guy: Hoooholy [bleep]!

Matt: FUNNY ISN'T REAL! FUNNY ISN'T REAL!

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Gonna get a haircut for the first time in 4 years. Yeah, you can guess my hair's pretty long right now, but gonna be short and tidiy in some minutes :D

Your head must feel so light :P

 

I heard a physics teacher say that we were supposed to get 6-12 feet of snow... I'm pretty sure he meant inches...

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