XboX! YOU ARE MINE!
I used to Hate the Xbox 'cause it belonged to Microsoft and, essentially, to Bill Gates, who I hate. I don't even know why (Cough! Poser! Cough!) 'cause I use his crap every day. heh. I hated it until I saw screens of Splinter Cell, MechAssault, and Rainbow Six: Raven Shield. Those images turned my hatred into spluttering, liquid, mushy love for that behemoth home entertainment system. I especially love Live! for its possibilities.
Don't get me wrong--my first love is always the PS2--I fed off the PSX for around three to four years and its revamped version took my heart at "hello".

Ee-to-da-Ex-Am!
I got this shit-ass bullshit exam tomorrow--5th december.
Shit that all I have to do is memorize shitty words and their meanings and all that shit. Shit. Exams in general suck ass totally. People tell me that tests, and exams, and all that shit are meant to let teachers and shit be able to tell how good you are in a certain subject. If they're only used to tell how good you are something, then why are we graded? Why does our future depend on something meant to determine our skill at a given subject? shit. This is shit.

Chocolat
This really cool choc-o-lat-eer, i think it is called, opened near my house recently and my mom likes to purchase their goods. Amazing stuff. There's this one hunk of chocolate filled with this softer chocolate. I'm not gonna say "sinful" 'cause I didn't covet my neighbor's wife or anything (I don't even know where people got that usage of the word from) so I'm just gonna say, "you don't have this chocolate and that makes me happy. Plus its cheaper than godiva."
Goodbye. heh heh heh.

Mouth = Shovel
My mouth is, effectively, a shovel, and everytime i open my mouth it fills a large, hypothetical hole with my humor. everytime someones finds my humor droll, the shovel panics and starts to dig instead of fill the hole. and everytime it digs, my mouth utters another lame joke, thus pumping adrenaline and then horse steroids into the shovel.
What I'm trying to say is: My mouth digs my grave everyday. Sometimes I hate it...so I write.

Sam Fisher, extrodinaire
I'm told (by gamespy, my brother and many other sources.) that splinter cell is the cat's whiskers. I'm told by the part of my brain that wants things that it wants splinter cell. i think i'll get it. once i purchase an Xbox.
Splinter cell is, I'm told, awesome. Sam Fisher is, I'm also told, a cool guy that could hold his own in a scuffle against the likes of dave "solid snake" [last name unknown] and shinobi. I'm told he can grab enemies from behind, put a gun to their heads and threaten their lives in turn for an escape route or somesuch thing. any guards witnessing this taking of a hostage will hesitate in shooting at fisher, as they would if they were flesh and blood in the same situation. FIsher can also sneak around, use nightvision, InfraRed and pick up bodies to hide them. he can also pull off this snazzy move where in a narrow corridor he can jump at a wall, kick off it and leap across to the other wall. he can continue this until he is high enough and then wedge himself between the two with his outstretched legs and stay there, out of sight in case of patrolling guards.
I'm also told, visually by video footage and by my brother, that the game has dynamically dynamic (thats not the official term. just one im using.) lighting and ultra realistic shadowing. My brother saw footage of him hanging and monkey swinging over flames on a pipeline and his shadow was on the cieling being cast by the light source below. amazing, I'm told, simply amazing.
-i have to go.

SLACKERZ R ME
I awoke from my nightly slumber fifteen past the noon of today. I have not yet touched anything resembling a computer studies textbook. I strike my previous statement from the record. I predict that I will do less than 00.0001% of work today. I'll start tomorrow.
Y'know, Bjork is sickeningly wierd. I saw that "banned" video last year and nearly threw up. What video, you ask? The one where her nipples create a blood-red cocoon around her. Disgusting shit. Apart from her wierd-ass videos, I don't think much of her music. What is that? Icelandic Electronica-esque semi classical music?
You want good music? Incubus.
Crazytown I hated. I heard "Butterfly" and not only wanted to puke, but I wanted to puke on them. Their guitarist pissed me off. He looked like some skinny, psuedo-goth loser with badly gelled hair and Me calling him skinny is quite something because I a freakin' stick. They looked normal in this clip of their video "Drowning". That "Shellshock" guy (the second vocalists extremely annoying name. Or was it the first vocalist's name?), i think it was him, went Ol' Skool in that video. Looked wierd after the phreak/goth image in "butterfly". s'okay. The song was decent though. Decent for today's teenage angst standard for music, like Sum41 (which is one band I like). Music. Tames the beast. Unless it's Limp Bizkit and KoRn. Then you have a moshpit and 150 casualties. That's why they rock.

Ah crap.
1.50 am here. I'm not asleep. Apparently it's my exam week this week but my first exam doesn't start 'till Friday the 29th. Crap. More work.
I'm staying home from school on "Study Leave" so I can "Study". I know I'm going to be studying, maybe forty per cent of the 24hrs tomorrow--forty-five, tops. I've got so much stuff going on. Weblogs to read, various webcomics, my site (still under construction but up nonetheless. There's a link on the left.), these posts. It's getting confusing. Then I have college applications, SAT reexams to take in December. Fuck I'm tired.
Sorry I'm not too funny tonight, it's just that I'm so fucking tired.
It's really wierd. I go to bed between 1.30 am and 3.00 am and I wake up at around 10.00 am. Yet I still go to bed at 1.50---2.00 am that same night. I don't understand it. My brother tells me to shut down the PC, but I always have some last minute change in a post or a webpage design that lasts an hour, and then I start opening other windows and surf 'till I can't take anymore.
I'm exhausted and I think I'll sleep now.
Sleep is good. I wish I were being paid by these people to advertise. hmm.....sleeeeep.

I Honestly Care
In case you were wondering, I do care. Just not now....
freaks....heh.