Einstein 2.0

 

They say Einstein was a pacifist, but now we have proof otherwise, introducing EINSTEIN v2.0!
I have rebuilt him faster, stronger, better... He also makes an awsome martini!
Anywho, I did this for Billy last night and I don't even know if he's seen it yet, but whateva.
I made one for Chris' contest, but he signed off before I could unveil it for him, ahh well, he shall see his soon enough.

~Sean

It's a Monday!

Wow, do things usually happen to me on Monday?
No.
I usually do the whole school/home/work thing, so why should this day be any different?
It wasn't.
But Billy got McDonalds!

If anything else happens today I shall post, and I am giving free range to my readers to post whatever the hell they want, I may criticize it, but it's my fucking tree!

~Sean

p.s. Chris said there is "not enough Chris" in my blog, so there you go, you are here twice Chris.

p.p.s. Three times!

Third Post of the Day?

Third post of the day... Damnit I must be bored!
I am.
I saw this on myspace and I had to post it here for people who matter... lol. you guys don't matter.
Just kidding.
Or am I?
On with the questions!

[ ] I listen to Dashboard Confessional
[x] I have cried myself to sleep
[ ] I have woken up crying
[x] I have cried over an ex
[ ] I have cried in a corner
[ ] I have cried next to a window
[ ] I own a billion sweaters
[ ] I own an argyle sweater
[ ] almost NONE of them fit properly
[ ] i wear chick pants
[ ] I wear eyeliner
[ ] My friend gave me eyeliner for Christmas
[ ] I cried out of joy when I got that eyeliner
[x] I have all 12 myspace pictures
[ ] most of them are of my head in wierd lighting, are black and white or are of me in weird hats/fancy clothes
[ ] i.type.like.this.sometimes
[ ] I've written songs about a breakup
[ ] I still cry when I read the lyrics
[x] I play guitar
[ ] It's almost ALWAYS acoustic
[ ] I keep a dream journal
[ ] I have at least one stuffed animal on my bed at all times
[ ] I change my default pic often
[ ] I would NEVER step foot into Hot Topic
[ ] I paid for my cell phone ringer
[ ] I cry every time I hear it, bc its one of my favorite songs
[ ] I dont personally know 99.99999 percent of my myspace friends
[x] Nobody understands the real me
[x] I have dyed my hair black, blue or deep red
[x] I am a straightedge
[ ] I dont hang out with non-edges
[ ] I have friends who have never seen my haircolor
[ ] Real punks tend to beat me up alot
[ ] I am a camera Whore
[ ] I love to have girls do my hair and make-up
[ ] There is a phrase such as "music is my boyfriend" on my myspace
[x] i love to give and recieve hugs
[x] i hate germs
[x] I have been to a therapist
[ ] It was because my mom didnt understand me
[x] I am self-concious all the time
[ ] I like the way I look when Im crying
[ ] I dont do sports.
[ ] I just stand around during Punk/Ska concerts (SKA SUCKS)
*just to clarify, I WILL kill anyone who says Ska Sucks!*
[ ] I cant skank
[ ] I have borrowed clothing from a member of the opposite sex before
[x] I know that Emo stands for emotional
[ ] I usually spend over an hour to get ready to leave my house
[ ] I only have like 5 billion hair products
[ ] I spend so much time on myspace that I know HTML
[ ] One of my myspace pictures is of me crying
[x] My best feature is my hair
[ ] My special talent is to be able to "emo flip" my hair
[ ] One of my myspace pictures is of me making a kissy face
[ ] I almost never spend more than two dollars on a shirt
[ ] I reapply my eyeliner up to 200 times a day
[ ] I have wished I was never born
[ ]"caring is creepy" means something to me
[ ] I know who that song is by
[ ] I just started listening to their cd
[ ] And now I'm crying
[ ] I know that Sunny Day Real Estate is not a real estate agency
[ ] I have their cd
[ ] Guys with mohawks are hot
[ ] I dislike animals which are bigger than me
[ ] This includes large dogs
[ ] I have never gotten a detention
[ ] Mostly because I cried my way out of it
[ ] My screen Name has X's in it
[ ] My Screen Name has the words bleed, tears, dream in it
[ ] My screen name has a combination of those words in it
[ ] I write my own poetry and songs
[ ] I never get around to putting a melody or chords to it though
[ ] I have stayed home from school because I was depressed
[x would have our 3 year anniversary... or something] Valentines day makes me think of how awful my life really is
[x] Black band t's
[ ] Saucony Shoes
[x] or Converse
[x] in a color other than black?
[x] In a bright color?
[ ] messenger bag?
[ ] adorned with pins?
[ ] patches?
[ ] kept on the bag with safety pins?
[ ] I'm all about being vegetarian
[ ] I am friends with "peta2" on myspace
[x] i check my myspace everyday
[ ] I can take any word and quote a song with that word in it
[ ] I say goodbye on the internet with one of these <3
[ ] I have sung "screaming infedelities"
[ ] I change my myspace constantly
[ ] I am welling up with tears

Yep, if you take it in it's original context it would say that I'm 20% emo. Which, I must say, is bullshit!

~Sean

Sedul Kal-Bi

Told yeh I'd have a follow up!
Burn!
Anywho, the plans to go to Fugi-U fell through when we got there and found out it was quite closed... I felt a bit put out because I was looking forward to finally eating there. It opened at 4 o'clock and no one really wanted to wait 3 hours.
So instead of making it a shit-tastic gas wasting 2 hour outing of just driving to Missisauga and back, we decided to try the place across the street.
Twas called Sedul Kal-Bi, hence the name of this post, and tis a Korean and Japanese Cuisine place. Looked like the jenkiest crack house on the outside, but inside, twas quite fancy. They had like... A bridge going across a little pond. It also had like, authentic Japanese furnishings and crap.
So yeah, the food was really good, some of it was quite spicey, but I loved it... And I learned how to use chopsticks, twas fun to learn, and quite easy.
Anywho, lots and lots and lots of food... all of it soooooo dam good! Like... god... I recomend it to anyone!

265 Enfield Place, Mississagua, Ontario L5B 2Y6
(905) 615-9065

Dam good eats, and now SlothTree has sold out *tear* Just kiddin, I'll never sell out, but if someone was to give me money for doing something I may do that thing... But I guess that just makes me a whore or whatever.
And now I have finished getting the information for my Key Terms, but now I've got to type it up and find someone to print it out for me... Dang.
Well, the light outside is darkening, and I hope someone comes online who I can talk to... So bored.

~Sean

Whirling Dervish

My weekend has been quite enjoyable.
Friday was good, I went to school and did the whole History thing. Ugh, that chapter review is seriously going to kill me... With poisoned paper cuts? Anywho, after History I went to Billy's house to chill and play some of the 'ol video games, man... I really want Quake 4! lol... Then it was off to English, where I fell asleep after Brett's presentation... The Teacher was talking, and my mind was like "Time to sleep Sean!"
Yep... Then I chilled with Billy and he beat Quake 4... Twas genious that you had to shoot the thing supplying energy to the heart's shield...
Hmm, I finally paid off the gym! *streamers and confetti fall from the ceiling*
Yeah, but now I am poor, because I was too sick to make that last paycheck too big... But I'm back to working 3 nights a week, and saturday morn, as apposed to 1 night a week and saturday morn. Also, tis official, I like my job. Probably only if Cass is coaching though :P
Hmm, I finally got my gun body back to Vance, so he should be able to fix it now. He was in the NC all of last week, so no time to get it to him then. Then I just stayed at Top Games because it's been a while since I spent quality time there insulting people and being insulted in return. :)
I also went back to my old roots of being paid to do Timmy runs, I got like... $1.25.
Yeah... so... yeah
And Saturday wasn't nearly as bad as I thought it would be. At work only 3 people showed up, so Cass said we could go home early (4 o'clock) but then we would have no lunch, I didn't mind... No lunch means less money spent. But then she said that we'll have 3 10 minute breaks... as apposed to 3 15 minute breaks... Didn't understand the reasoning of that, but whatever. My first break ended up being 15 minutes because I was on a sale, then Cass had be grab her a peach juice from downstairs. My second one was like, 17 minutes, because we got a pizza and that was basically our lunch. And then our third break was 20 minutes because Cass came in 10 minutes late. All in all it was a good day, had fun talking to Therese... lol.
After work I came home and it was still day out, that rose my spirits to new heights!
I came home and talked with many-a-person online, which was fun, and then I had to go and help Mom with purchasing the groceries. Since she had just got her tax returns back she felt it was a good time to buy a hell of a lot of food. :P I'm not complaining... Other than the fact that It was be who carried in all 6 full boxes of it from the car to the house, lol, better than if they were in bags I suppose.
And now my friend, we come to today... But I guess since my dreams are still fresh in my head I'll give you a bit of them.
As usual with the dreams I remember, tis a zombie dream.
Alright... something about a disease going around, and then the army gets called in to like, cleanse the city. But then the dead bodies get up and start kickin ass. Umm... It's wet for some reason, and like... night, street lamps are on, and we're running down a street, kinda like Mainstreet downtown. And someone is running along the sidewalk, but on the street, and he goes by a sewer grate and gets grabbed and like, totaly bitten. We keep running... I don't know why. It blanks out there, but I remember something about someone going in the sewers and being pulled down into the water by a zombie... she thought it was her dead friend of something.
Okay, now that's fucked, here's another one. Mind you I was listening to Charly and the Chocolate factory before I fell asleep.
Aight, there was some sort of contest happening, and the first day it was announced I won it, but then I had to translate some crap, and the army got involved... Yeah, that's basically it.
If anyone could translate these dreams of a feverish mind I would be much appreciative. Don't just say I'm crazy, because I already know that!
Anywho, today I have to do that damnable chapter review for History, but that's nothing compared to what I'm doing for lunch!
Finally, Tis a day that I'm not sick or working, or going out with friends! I can go to Fugi Yu!
Some Japanese food place that like, my mom, sis, and gram always go to, but I've always been busy when they went. It had better be dam good.
I may give you all a summation of the events that happen there if I feel it fit, but for now, I'm tired and I've got to do homework.

~Sean

Fuck Winter!

Okay, here's my little post on winter.
Fuck it up it's stupid ass! And don't even think about giving it a reach-around. I'm not going to give the average "Canadian" bitching about the weather, in fact, I love the weather! I love the snow, and all of that, I'm not too hot on the getting sick part though, but I'd much rather be sick in winter than summer.
The reason I hate winter is... STATIC!
I fucking hate static! You know those god damned experiments where you give a rat a food pellet that is electrified? It learns not to go for it doesn't it? I now fucking hesitate every time I even go near a fucking door knob!
I know that seems funny, but it pisses me off. Tisn't just some little shock that you're like "was I shocked?" This is the shit where it's like... You can see the fucking static between the knob and my finger, the shit makes me like... pull back my arm!
Yeah, I can fix it with a humidifyer or whatever-the-fuck, but it just wouldn't be winter without it.
Now onto the fact why I want summer.
No more fucking school for the break. I'll be working full time downtown, which means I get to spend my lunch time enjoying gore park and walking around in the sun while bands play and hobo's ask for money... I fucking love downtown! I'll have my god damned weekends off! I'll be able to like... go to amusement parks and shit like that for my weekends! My mom will be able to drive me to shit on Saturdays because I won't be working, and I doubt Nikki will have a job... No offence Sis.
Man, I am so looking forward to that summer shit, I went to WWW once last summer! ONCE!!! Granted I was there for 7 hours straight with no shade or sun-screen, and subsequently aquired a blistering (and yes, my skin did actually blister for about 3 days afer) sundburn. But I want to go there more... like... every fucking weekend more! I'll have enough money to do that, as well as save up like it's going out of fasion.
After that shit I'll be going back to school for another semester, there-in my bitch ass will finally turn 18 (yay! porn, lottery tickets, and credit card! :D)
I'll get my G2 (I'm planning on going for my G1 after I pay off Barb...) and I'll be able to drive off into the horizon!... And then come back and sleep.
This whole almost being an adult thing is fucking ludacris, I'm 17-years-old! And I know, everyone is saying "Well I'll remember that next time you ask to be treated like an adult" The thing is that I don't ever fucking ask to be! I don't see all the hype in it... You get to do jack shit and whatever you want, you have no obligations, and everything is payed for. If any fucking kids read my blog (doubtful, I don't think anyone reads it anymore) don't ask to be treated like an adult, cherish these last few fucking years of pissing around and doing nothing of consequence! Soon I'll have to apply for college/university *cough*Mohawk!*cough* and pay for that shit, I'll have to pay rent, I'll have less of my earning given back to me on tax returns... BLAH!
And these days all kid's my age see on TV are our fucking idols making it big and doing jack shit to get there. Bands that get a lucky break; sluts that have rich daddies and sex tapes to make them popular; and just the usual 25-year-olds playing the role of highschool kids and distorting out views and shit.
Ahh well, I'll work my ass off at the shittiest job ever, make a reasonable amount of money, and go to school so I don't have to be like those poor fucks who are like... in their 30's and working at Protocol like it's a real fucking job. Here is how you can tell whether or not your job is real.

A. Is there anyone under the age of 20? (Excluding like... 1st year interns) If so, your job is worth jack shit.
B. Is your management actually organized and there? If no, then fuck that shit.
C. Do you have a human resources? Do they actually have company events such as: Picknicks, Sports events, Fundraisers? I guess you can have a real job that doesn't do that... If you're in the trades or some shit like that.
D. Do you make less than $11/h? If so, I can beat that most weeks... So you suck.
E. Do you ask if they want fries with that? Pretty fucking self explanitory.

All in all, I don't know what I want to do, and seeing as I graduate this year, if I don't get my shit in gear I'm pretty much fucked... Thanks BB for that beautiful $2500 scholarship to get my through my first year though. :)
How did this all come from static electricity you may ask? Good question.

~Sean

Happy Valentine's Day!

Yeah, that's enough of that. Not much to say, I'm alone on my room playing GTA2 and eating SweetTarts... Yay for love! *cries in corner*

~Sean

I dunno

I was going to post something yesterday, but for some reason I didn't, now I don't know what to post about.
I came home and finished my history stuff, and math stuff. I watched the theatrical version of Alien Ressurection for the first time... I really like the extended edition better. I fell my ass asleep after that... Woke up abouts an hour later and felt rather refreshed.
I've still gotta write up my English crap... University classes give me quite a lot of homework...
Being bored is such cracker shit. I hate it!
Well, I've got nothing to do... at all... other than my English...
Argh!

~Sean