Stain
04-07-2004, 04:34 PM
Bullshido: Age: 19
Education: High School and no sign of college
Occupation: None and nothing lined up
Girlfriend: Not in years and no chance for the future
Physical Condition: Torn meniscus. Overweight. Chronic bronchitis.
Mental Condition: It could be better. I give up on things easily and
my mind is slipping.
Physical Activities: Training postponed due to torn meniscus. I sucked
at what I did anyway.
Friends: They used to be around but the number is narrowing down
quickly.
Goals: None
Accomplishments: None
Hobbies: MMA
What do I want to do with my life? Your guess is as good as mine.
College? Not Likely
Best Qualities: Self Depreciating Humor
Worst Qualities: Lazy, Unmotivated, Ugly, Overweight, Pessimistic,
Talents: Crying, Complaining
What is my day to day life like? Wake up around 1:00pm when my mom
brings home lunch. I sit at my computer until around 6:00pm until my
friend gets off work. We usually take a 20-30 minute trip to
Lincolnton to go train if we aren't laying out for whatever reason we
convince ourselves is true. During training I have no work ethic and
tap out during rolling due to things such as bad positioning or a
temporary sharp pain. I make no attempt at getting a job, the only one
I did was pushed by mother and I showed up 15 minutes late with "bed
head" and old clothes on, unshowered and unshaven. Around 10:00pm my
other friend leaves his girlfriend's house and meets us after we get
out of training where we sometimes drive up to and possibly over an
hour to a 24/7 semi-fastfood restaurant called "Steak n' Shake". We
usually get back to the house about 3:00am. We purchased a 1000 wat
spotlight at Wal-Mart that has become our latest fascination in
lighting people up in their cars or out on their lawns or porches. On
October 30 of 2003 we were arrested for paintballing houses and people
so we have stooped down to burning people up with a $25 spotlight.
History: I moved to North Carolina from Virginia as a child with my
parents. I was semi-athletic as a child and was social who showed
promise of becoming a good person while getting along with other
children, pulling straight A's in school and doing well in Physical
Education and even contemplated joining the PeeWee Football league.
Around 8 years of age my parents invested in what then was relatively
unknown technology, the personal computer. Sure, I liked it, it was
kind of cool, played some games of Family Feud, Wheel of Fortune and
some others. The next year we upgraded and even got some games
likeDoom, Wolfenstein, Quarantine. I would never be the same.
In sixth grade I got my own computer in my room with an America Online
disk in the mail that called my name. Mom, we have to get it!
Did we have to get it? Probably not, but it would be fun and nice to
have.
Did we get it? Sure, we got it.
Did it ruin my life? Yes.
My first screenname on AOL, Psycho294. What was my most life altering
moment on AOL? Watching a guy scroll a vulgar chatroom graphic of an
extended middle finger with a program called Fate.
"How did you do that"
-With a proggie
"What?"
-A program called Fate
"How do I get it?"
-I'll send it to you
My academic scores dropped significantly. My social life ceased to
exist. My life took a turn for the worse. I was an AOL-Hacker.
Could I have been successful if it wasn't for that one guy, that one
chatroom I just happened to be in?
- Maybe. I'm not the smartest guy to ever live but with a little
hardwork and some effort I'm sure I could be in a university right now.
I spent from sixth grade until graduation piddling around on AOL
wasting away at my life. I didn't even have out of school friends
until high school because of it. I spent three middle school years
rushing home every day to sign online and hit the chatrooms. Even when
I made it to high school I was still concerned more with AOL than
friends. I was so obsessed with the computer I was like a year late
taking driver's education to get my license.
Did anything useful come from my years on AOL?
- I can type fast. I'm fairly computer savvy. I made some cash
spamming, illegally.
Worst things from years spent on AOL?
- I'm borderline socially retarded. At one point I was probably 70
pounds overweight. My grades were poor. I never even took the SAT.
I'm a failure with anything I attempt ranging from women to brazilian
jiu-jitsu to getting a job.
Will the things I learned on AOL benefit me in life?
- Nope. I'll probably never have a job involving direct work with
computers.
My message to anyone who read this?
- If you're younger than I am, do well in school and spend time with
your friends. Learn to be social instead of becoming some basketcase
that hates his life. Get a girlfriend and go out and do things. Don't
be a caged up pathetic loser sitting in your room playing games and
wasting your life away in chatrooms. You will undoubtedly regret it.
If you're older than I am: I don't really have anything to tell you
because I'm not a wiseman, I'm a fool. If you ever lose your job or
something, don't resort to becoming a computer addicted slob. You'll
never get a job and you'll never be the same again.
If you didn't learn a lesson from this, hopefully you got a good laugh
out of it.
Education: High School and no sign of college
Occupation: None and nothing lined up
Girlfriend: Not in years and no chance for the future
Physical Condition: Torn meniscus. Overweight. Chronic bronchitis.
Mental Condition: It could be better. I give up on things easily and
my mind is slipping.
Physical Activities: Training postponed due to torn meniscus. I sucked
at what I did anyway.
Friends: They used to be around but the number is narrowing down
quickly.
Goals: None
Accomplishments: None
Hobbies: MMA
What do I want to do with my life? Your guess is as good as mine.
College? Not Likely
Best Qualities: Self Depreciating Humor
Worst Qualities: Lazy, Unmotivated, Ugly, Overweight, Pessimistic,
Talents: Crying, Complaining
What is my day to day life like? Wake up around 1:00pm when my mom
brings home lunch. I sit at my computer until around 6:00pm until my
friend gets off work. We usually take a 20-30 minute trip to
Lincolnton to go train if we aren't laying out for whatever reason we
convince ourselves is true. During training I have no work ethic and
tap out during rolling due to things such as bad positioning or a
temporary sharp pain. I make no attempt at getting a job, the only one
I did was pushed by mother and I showed up 15 minutes late with "bed
head" and old clothes on, unshowered and unshaven. Around 10:00pm my
other friend leaves his girlfriend's house and meets us after we get
out of training where we sometimes drive up to and possibly over an
hour to a 24/7 semi-fastfood restaurant called "Steak n' Shake". We
usually get back to the house about 3:00am. We purchased a 1000 wat
spotlight at Wal-Mart that has become our latest fascination in
lighting people up in their cars or out on their lawns or porches. On
October 30 of 2003 we were arrested for paintballing houses and people
so we have stooped down to burning people up with a $25 spotlight.
History: I moved to North Carolina from Virginia as a child with my
parents. I was semi-athletic as a child and was social who showed
promise of becoming a good person while getting along with other
children, pulling straight A's in school and doing well in Physical
Education and even contemplated joining the PeeWee Football league.
Around 8 years of age my parents invested in what then was relatively
unknown technology, the personal computer. Sure, I liked it, it was
kind of cool, played some games of Family Feud, Wheel of Fortune and
some others. The next year we upgraded and even got some games
likeDoom, Wolfenstein, Quarantine. I would never be the same.
In sixth grade I got my own computer in my room with an America Online
disk in the mail that called my name. Mom, we have to get it!
Did we have to get it? Probably not, but it would be fun and nice to
have.
Did we get it? Sure, we got it.
Did it ruin my life? Yes.
My first screenname on AOL, Psycho294. What was my most life altering
moment on AOL? Watching a guy scroll a vulgar chatroom graphic of an
extended middle finger with a program called Fate.
"How did you do that"
-With a proggie
"What?"
-A program called Fate
"How do I get it?"
-I'll send it to you
My academic scores dropped significantly. My social life ceased to
exist. My life took a turn for the worse. I was an AOL-Hacker.
Could I have been successful if it wasn't for that one guy, that one
chatroom I just happened to be in?
- Maybe. I'm not the smartest guy to ever live but with a little
hardwork and some effort I'm sure I could be in a university right now.
I spent from sixth grade until graduation piddling around on AOL
wasting away at my life. I didn't even have out of school friends
until high school because of it. I spent three middle school years
rushing home every day to sign online and hit the chatrooms. Even when
I made it to high school I was still concerned more with AOL than
friends. I was so obsessed with the computer I was like a year late
taking driver's education to get my license.
Did anything useful come from my years on AOL?
- I can type fast. I'm fairly computer savvy. I made some cash
spamming, illegally.
Worst things from years spent on AOL?
- I'm borderline socially retarded. At one point I was probably 70
pounds overweight. My grades were poor. I never even took the SAT.
I'm a failure with anything I attempt ranging from women to brazilian
jiu-jitsu to getting a job.
Will the things I learned on AOL benefit me in life?
- Nope. I'll probably never have a job involving direct work with
computers.
My message to anyone who read this?
- If you're younger than I am, do well in school and spend time with
your friends. Learn to be social instead of becoming some basketcase
that hates his life. Get a girlfriend and go out and do things. Don't
be a caged up pathetic loser sitting in your room playing games and
wasting your life away in chatrooms. You will undoubtedly regret it.
If you're older than I am: I don't really have anything to tell you
because I'm not a wiseman, I'm a fool. If you ever lose your job or
something, don't resort to becoming a computer addicted slob. You'll
never get a job and you'll never be the same again.
If you didn't learn a lesson from this, hopefully you got a good laugh
out of it.