Woot!
chris lin posted in Personal on March 7th, 2004
Man, what a few weeks I been having. Ever since my last blog, I went to play airsoft twice and the second time I went was today. Before today, it was the weekend prior so I went in two consecutive weeks. I'll keep the summary short and just leave it as "today was the most fun I had ever." The past week during school was hell. I had this essay due and I worked on it all afternoon on Tuesday to get an email that night with my teacher correcting all my sentences, rendering my essay I worked on USELESS. I was so goddamn mad, made me want to go over to his house and beat him with my pencil for wasting all that time and not sending me the freaking corrections earlier. So I had to spend all Wednesday redoing the essay + study for this quiz I had ONLY to show up to class with professor not there. Another stab. My cousin came down again for my other cousin's bridal shower and brought Elise with her. She's growing up so fast, she can walk now! When I first went to their house I just saw her walking around and she went to this old school radio (the ones with all the dials to change stations and the size of a room) and she accidently turned on the radio. Loud noises erupt, she gets all scared and scambers back to her mother. While we were saying "ahh, how cute, she scared herself" she was thinking "HhhhHOLLY shit, they've come to take me!"
On Friday night I went to UCI to visit my friend and go to this party. That's all. On Saturday I went with same friend to Carson to get my gun upgraded at this meeting our airsoft group has before the day we go play airsoft and spent 2 hours to upgrade my gun. Well worth it, VERY WELL WORTH IT. When I played with it today, I noticed the change; I was shooting faster, it went faster and it just sounded different. Of course, they had this thing where they shoot all members who upgrade their guns with their own guns, so I had to run like hell and someone sprayed BBs all over me. It didn't feel like much until one that hit me in the neck and I just started saying things that even Dennis Rodman would be surprised. But yeah, after the 'modding session' Sean and I went to a Brazilian BBQ where they served not ONE, not TWO, but a bajillion different types of meat, all you can eat style. Each worker there basically goes around every table with a different type of meat and asks if you want to try some. There's this thing on this table where if the top is green, they keep coming. If you don't want them to come anymore, you flip it to red and they stop. There were also Brazilian dancers dancing for us while we ate…in 'costumes' otherwise known as bikinis with feathers and not just any bikinis, it the g-string kinds that has like a tooth floss covering their ass. Sweet? Damn straight. But other than that, I need to get the boys and take them to that place, they would love it. All you can eat meat with barely clothed girls dancing. If God wanted to eat somewhere, it would be there.
I forgot what I did the week prior and would've blogged about it but I had no desire to. I am slowly losing my interest in web designing/blogging/coding, don't know why though. Maybe I am at the stage where you just don't want the site anymore. Maybe this is the last year for lat3nt, I don't know. But unless someone gives me a desire to do anything web related, I am slowly fading out. I mean, shit, I got my layout all done and coded but there's just some bugs stopping me from revealing it. Some bugs that can easily be fixed in a while, but I just don't feel like it. Oh well.
I also noticed I stopped ranting. What the hell. WHAT THE HELL. This isn't my blog without ranting. I think I stopped because I stopped working at Coldstone, thus stop interacting with society and realizing how ****ing retarded they can be. Maybe that's it, quitting is the best thing I ever done since I don't have to serve society anymore. I mean, it's sad. I go to visit and you can just see the fed-up-full-of-annoyance-and-pain in the eyes of my ex co-workers. They don't show it, but I have been there so I know. I know. Oh well, tough break :P. If they quit like I have been telling them to, they wouldn't have this problem. I don't know if she got a raise yet but last I checked someone been 'promoted' to team lead but hasn't gotten a raise yet. "WTF, why aren't you quitting?" I asked. "I don't want to make Tasha (current manager) sad," she replied(or something along those lines). Shrug, ****, I can't help stupid. I can help you quit, but I can't help stupid.
I leave with the moral of the blog: If your pants are wet, you peed in them.
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