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Thursday, January 31, 2002
[19:08:06 ] #
and whats the deal with having two separate taps for cold water and hot water???? i tell you, this country is insane!!! how do they control the final temperature of the water hitting their hands??? do they swing their arms around from tap to tap calculating the mean time at each hot and cold tap to result in a final external temperature as that desired? just picture that. no really.. do it! picture some old geezer swinging his arms around from side to side between two running taps washing his hands and making a silly concentrated expression on his face.. not to mention if he wants to get some soap on his hands to actually get them kleen as well...
did i forget to mention i slept on a matress today?? well i sure did! take that FBI!!
today i saw the first female beggar. i dont believe it either, she was my age, and didnt look like she had been begging a long time. my hypothesis is that she is one of those students on a sociology project of some sort and went out and sort of tried to look like a beggar and then would jot down her results in her notebook that she had hidden in her very new (it didnt look street-used to me) "hobo-style" sleeping bag.
Wednesday, January 30, 2002
day 14: sleeping on the floor has toughened me. am now etched in stone. almost got hit by car again, missed me because i jumped out of its way. urine has been progressively darkening, not red yet. have been eating healthier. surviving on low fuel consumption. highlights include spotting two big alessandra ambrosio posters bigger than myself. must plan next trip today. should be 5 hours, expecting to be travelling for 10.
Tuesday, January 29, 2002
ohh man travelling is sooo much fun.... but if you cant take long hours of walking around hauling heavy bags around.. well... then maybe not so much for you... ok, i shall recount the occurrences of this one...
the trip commences so: first i had to wake up at 4am.. FOUR IN THE A.M... yes.. insanity and considering how al cho got himself a new cd with some football stuff (which he is a freak over..) and was up all night clicking away and chanting at his new football thing.. so i eventually went to sleep like at 11 or 12 and kept waking up saying: "what time is it" until eventually it was time to get up, and the alarm rang its beautiful tune.. you know the one.. "beep beep..beep beep" so then i got up and started to wake up.. yes, cuz i dont necessarily wake before i get up.. it just happens that way... so we eventually get on the move and out of there.. still dark outside.. and then al cho was all "i dont think there are trams at this time"... "what??" so we go and check, and, indeed, no trams.. till 6am.. and i had to be at the train station at 5am.. and it already was past 4am.. so a nice little run all the way to the station.. carrying my bags (which are not light) and i was lagging behind, you know, cuz of my lack of stamina, due to my sedentary lifestyle, and the fact that im all malnutritioned due to my pessimal eating habits while on this trip (dood, food is expensive) ohh and my pillow had an accident.. since we were all running and in a hurry, i didnt notice my pillow was a bit loose and not attached to the bag, cuz we were carrying it between the two of us.. so it came loose and, well, with the strong wind.. it just blew away right onto the street... and the gutter.. and rolled around a bit until i could finally get it to stop blowing around.. so now the pillow cover has some strange brown stains (and im not kidding either)... it soo gross..
so we eventually make it there, on time... which is good. and we are waiting there (everything is good, we havent even been offered drugs yet.. maybe its just too early..) and then the train arrives and i get on, al cho then decides he wants to go home now, so he does. i choose a seat and settle. theres a bunch of really noisy fools on the train.. but its ok, at least im not sitting in the smoking section... so the train gets moving, and 15minutes later... the train breaks down not only that, we were stuck in some tunnel, so well, you know.. whatever.. (man do trains have a habit of breaking down here.. seriously, what the who..)
ok so then half an hour later it eventually gets moving again.. but not before some shady fellow walks past me giving me a really weird look.. i had had my eyes partially closed and when he walked past i opened them a bit wider.. you know, to let him know that i was awake.. and so he seems a bit.. well, he reacted to that.. which was strange.. so he moves on to the next car.. and i didnt think much more of it... until we were moving again.. when he a while later returned and gave me the same look and i again opened my eyes wide... and again the same, and so he decided to go sit a few seats across from me.. which i found weird.. very weird.. i mean, what was this guy doing walking around like that?? so a while later he gets up and starts walking.. and this guy wasnt heavily packed, he obviously wasnt there on a trip somewhere... and so he bends over some guy who was asleep (the cell phone guy) and takes something.. and i was sort of staring through the seats.. and was like "HOLEY WHAT THE WHO???" (although not out loud) and i was all "did this guy just rob cell phone guy???" so i moved my head to face the walkway, and just stared down to see what the who, and the guy just walked down to the next car, but then he looked back at me, and realized i had been looking, and then.... he made a "gun" with his hand and pointed at me.. and this guy was wearing like a cap that made a shadow that covered his face.. yeah, you know the type.. so it was really freaky... (isnt that freaky mem?) i wasnt scared, cuz i trust in jesus which gives me peace and confidence, and so i dont really fear anything.. (i get startled by loud noises tho, hahha, but thats really it..) so i was trying to figure out what to do, if i should go wake that guy up and tell him, or if i should just start yelling like a little girl or what.. but soon enough "cell phone guy" woke up, got up and patted his pockets and realized he was missing something, and so he asked me, "do you know what happened to my cell phone?" "dood, some guy took it while you were sleeping, he hunched over and took it.. it was some guy with a cap" so since we were at the next station he takes off and does some signal with his hand and then goes off.. i dont know what happened from there.. my journey continued...
so at some point the train announcer says something about missing the station i was supposed to get off at... "this train does not go to station x, passengers must get off at station y and change to a connected train" WHAT?? ugh.. well at least when we got there the guy told us which gate we were supposed to goto... co i get off and run to the gate.. "this train isnt going anywhere" WHAT?? ohh yeah.. nice one... what crap.. so i goto info and ask when the next one comes in the direction i need to go, and i go and wait... so i do... and then i get on and go... then stop at the next station. and ho sham bo! was this ever the coolest coolest station ive ever seen.. it really was... ok, and so by this time i have only eaten an apple so im pretty starving, so i go to the local eat place at the station and asked if they had a plastic spoon they could give me.. "no! no plastic spoon!" ("no spoon for you") so.. no spoon.. no eat... ohh well...
eventually i get back on track.. (late, by the way, because of that stupid train breaking down.. which meant i lost my connection...) so eventually i get on my way to where i had to... and as i was on the way, the train passed by some shop that sold fried stuff.. which made me think how much i wanted to eat some fried stuff... french fries even.. and then... *poof* it came to me like a flash... "i have a fork!!" i had kept that little fork thing from those fries with peanut sauce as a souvenir, so now i had a fork!!! so i whipped it out and started chanting out of happiness and made a little prayer (as i always do) to bless the meal, and thanked the Lord for the fact that i am a weird person who keeps forks as souvenirs and the fact that i remembered this... and so now i had a chance to eat.. without the need to use my bare hands.. which.. you guessed it.. is a good thing..
so there i was, smilin', eatin' my meal... and all was well... eventually i got to where i was heading.. late, yes, but i got there. so i go to the offices where i was supposed to go and they were closed until 9:30am (it was now like 9:15 or so..) so i decided to walk around and get to know the town.. it was really nice.. and really calm.. so i went back to the place and... "there are no more ships leaving today"... WHAT??!? "you're kidding me right?" "no, im not kidding you. the last ship left at 9am" that was the one i was supposed to get.. blahst! so i missed the ship because of that delay that led to me missing my connecting train that led to me missing the train over here. blahst! "so what can i do?" "well, there's a bus that is going to take us to the next port (which is an insane distance away) at 5pm" "ohh no" so i just stayed there laming for a while.. deciding what to do.. so i now had to tell fon cho i was going to be a bit late.. so i had to get a means of making phone calls.. "is there a public phone around here?" "yeah over at the station.. but you need a phone card" "ok.. and can i use it in any country?" "yes, of course" of course. so i bought it. i went over to the station and tried it out. no answer. hmm.. tried another number. no answer. what the who? called my mommy. it worked. hmm.. ohh.. duh! the thing said "enter the city code and then the number".. hahah.. so, foolish me (or i?) was entering the city code and the number... but not the country code.. hahah.. and when i call my mommy i am used to entering the country code anyways.. and since the numbers i got from my friends did not include country codes and since the thing didnt say about country codes (which it didnt have to) i just didnt even think about it... so i managed to call fon cho and tell him that i would call him when i was there, and all he'd have to do is come over and pick me up
so i decided to train it to the other station and be there before instead of waiting for the 5pm bus (which was free, so dont think im being cheap again) besides, what was i to do there for all that time?? i might as well have gone, took the train and get to know a little more of this place.. so i did, i got on the next train to the other port... and i was off again.. it was about 11am now, and i was looking at another 4 hours of journey.. but i had my fork and my pillow (eww), so i wasnt too worried. i got to know a little more of two more countries.. and then i get to the station where i had to change to get the next train to take me to the port. and the gate wasnt signalled yet.. the time was, but not the gate, so i just walked around.. (chickies!!) and then when my gate was announced (16) i went in search for it.. but, oh-oh.. what do you know? the gates only go up to 10... instinct told me "run out of here" it may sound stupid, but, ahh well, you know, it wouldnt be the first stupid thing i did, so i ran out, and looked around, and there was some strange looking shed type place... ohh that must be it... so i walked in, and indeed it was strange place to keep trains in.. apparently this was the international part of the station.. pffff... and the train was all crappy and dirty.. so i get in and i am once again on my way...
after yet another grueling trip, i get to the port station, get off and follow where most people seem to be going.. but, how strange.. i dont see any bodies of water... i thought thats what ports were known for... ohh well.. its a different country... so i go to the info office "where do i get the ferry?" yeah, good luck understanding what the guy is saying... this is supposed to be an information office in an international port... and the guy doesnt even speak english.. ohh well, i sort of understood "bus" "gratis" and the guy pointing somewhere.. so i leave the small station in hopes of finding what the guy was talking about.. so i leave and nothing at first sight, but i walk along, determined to find the way... and then i see some buses and some sign that said "complimentary buses to ferries" but they had company logos that were not not the one that i was expecting, so i then spot one with the right logo and tread along there... dragging my bags (it has wheels) and i notice the bus is empty except for the two guys (the driver and.. well lets call him "other") and the door was closed. so i stand there waiting for them to open the doors (yes, they took their time) and then i ask "this is the bus to the port right?" holey shellfish, does no one speak english here?? and these are the guys that have to deal with tourists constantly.. and i sort of should understand what they are saying, cuz i once learned their language, but holey did i not understand a word they were saying... and i sort of understood something about "no service" and something about "not free" but since i wasnt understanding, the guys just told me to get in (they waved and made way) so i was in, and we waited a while (for other people?) and then we left and a little drive later we were where i had to be. i get off the bus, and there was this unbelievable wind that almost lifted me up and my bags into the air.. wowsers was that some psychotic wind.. so i get in the place and.. again.. pretty much empty.. i go to the counter and ask "hi i want to get on the next ship" "ohh sorry no ships today" WHAT??!? "but i just came from the other port (a million miles away) and they told me to come here!" "yes, but there are no more ships leaving today.. there is a storm. goto the other company." ohh man.. so back on the bus, yep they made me (us) that favor, and took us to the other place.. i purchased my ticket (cuz i had to pay for it.. not much, thankfully) and then i goto the waiting room to get on.. "when will we be leaving?" "10 to 15 minutes" "ohh ok thanks".. and then... 10 to 15 minutes later.. nothing... and then people start talking about delays.. then about some storm a STORM!! and a storm does not mean delays it means cancellations.. so this was waaay bad news for me.. i had no place to stay, i thought i was looking at an overnighter here.. at some remote port somewhere... ugh... so i sat there, sometimes overhearing other people's discussions of how the news was progressing.. and then.... "the other port (the one we were all headed to) has closed" ahhhh!!! i thought, "this is not good news.." and then, people started smoking.. next to me ugh... a while later.. naw, who am i kidding.. like an hour later, people started scurrying to the gates.. and they started letting people on the bus to the ship... so i get all giddy (yah, as if i know what "giddy" means..) and hurry to get in line and then on the bus and then we are all loaded onto the ferry... like cattle but we were there, we were now where we should be, to be going somewhere... anywhere.. and man, was this ever the coolest ship ive been on (that i remember.. i was once on a cruise when i was really young... but that doesnt count..) this place had a restaurant, bar, and even a video arcade and slot machines!!! crazy!! so that was pretty cool.
hour later, it was getting off, more cattleness, and off to the customs and immigration place... and this is where my trip begins to suck. everyone was just going straight through.. just fill in a form and show your passport.. well not for me. ohh no. for me it was a complete and thorough investigation. "and where are you going? and what is your purpose in vising this country?" "to visit my friend" "what friend?" (so i told him) "what is his address?" (so i show him) "and what do you do where you live?" "i study." "what do you study?" "im learning german" "and how much money are you carrying?" (so i tell him) "let me see." let me see??? let me see?!?? what is this??? (so i hand over my cash) "and do you have any other way of obtaining money if you run out? do you have any bank cards?" "yes but they i cant use them here" "let me see." what is going on??!? (so i show him) "you know you dont have a lot of money on you.. this country is very expensive" "..." "and what do you plan on doing here?" didnt you already ask me that???? "visit my friends" "and what are you going to do??" man!! "i dont know.. touristy stuff..." so then he walks out.. i was like.. "aha! cool! hes going to go get me some student discount things and brochures..." he later comes back.. he had taken my passport and some stuff of mine.. i later found out it was that he had gone to call fon cho to verify my story.. he had called and asked if he was expecting anyone, so fon cho told him exactly what i had already told him.. so then he went on with the interrogation.. and i was disappointed that he had come back without brochures or anything... and then he's just like "ok." and i was "ok." i could go now.. half an hour later (or was it more? ohh well, time flies when you're having fun...) so i get all my stuff.. which was now all sprawled across the guy's desk, since he had made me show him all of it... and for a while i sort of worried cuz i couldnt find my phone card.. (did this guy go through all this to rob me? he had looked at my money and counted it.. he could very easily have stolen a few bills without me noticing... ugh.. stupid guy) i later found it and left... and as i was walking down the hallway i noticed a bunch of officer types hanging around, i thought they were waiting for me or something.. and then these two walk straight at me. so i stopped and looked all freaked. but they were just... well.. walking.. so i went on..
and you know? i later realized that this had been the first encounter with racism, it was the first time i personally experienced racism.. against me. and you want to know why i was interrogated?? because of my facial hair... can you believe that crap???... man.. you wanna know why there's violence in countries with cultural variety.. because of this stupid damn racism. i cant believe how there isnt more violent uprisings of blacks against whites in places like the U.S... and you know, it speaks volumes about black people, and not only blacks, but also oriental people, latins, and other asians... it shows how much they are willing to stand, and still be non-violent. i think that if you ever meet someone who is even remotely different to you, you should respect them deeply. you dont know what they may have to go through.. simply because they are not like others.. take these words to heart. im serious. you may read about racism and hear about it and be like "yeah, that sucks.." but you dont really know what its like until you live through it.. and i only lived a trivial experience... now imagine what people getting randomly beat up or yelled at have lived through... you cant can you..
ok off the seriousness and back to my trip... so this place was now all empty, everyone had already gone on their way.. you know, cuz they had been allowed through immediately... and there was no information office... i know.. i know... so where to now? there was no one to help me.. and there were just a few people here and there, so i, once again, went outside.. "courtesy bus" ohh nice... so now i just had to wait for the courtesy bus.. no idea where it was going.. but hey, it was probably what i needed to take.. so a short while later it arrives and i get on... it then drops us off at some really strange looking (not to mention freakishly small) station... it looked like one of those ghost train stations from those movies.. you know.. the ones that dont actually really exist, and when you walk out they disappear into the dust.. yah, i know.. it was very twilight zone.. and it was empty except for some lady with two drunks and some other people. i asked at the desk where/how i was supposed to get to where i had to go... he wasnt of much help.. really confusing stuff.. and then the lady comes up to me "do you know what you have to do?" "nop.. heh (*nervous laugh*)" "well, you have to get the this to go there and the that to go there, but you are better off doing that..." *puzzled look* and then the drunk guy comes up to me and says some stuff at me.. and the lady: "did you get that? he proposes that you do this.." and you know, as much as i distrust drunks (not to mention that they piss me off for being drunk) i trusted him. and did as he said.. so i got on some bus.. which i prolly shouldnt, since i only have a rail ticket.. but the lady assured me it was "freee!!" yelling as i left... which was even more movie-like.. dood, this sooo could have made a nice episode of "twilight zone"... you know, because it was soo freaky (isnt that freaky mem?) and the fact that no one would believe this to have really happened... so i get on the bus.. not really knowing where the who i was going... and this is one loooong bus ride.. (an hour?) and then it stops and most everyone gets off.. except me and some guy who was even more lost than me.. he didnt even speak english... and so i ask some guy.. "hey, does this get me where i have to go?" "ohh no, you are waaay off.. this isnt the bus at all" "ohh no" so the guy goes and asks the driver "you have two guys here who think they are going to some destination.." the driver then says something to the extent of saying we were ok there.. so then the guy was like.. "yeah its ok, you are on the right bus.." phew.. "thanks!" so we were on the right track.. no pun intended.. and another longer trip after (another hour?) i get to where i had to get (according to the drunk guy.. so.. well.. you know..) so i asked the driver "now to get to this place.. i can go from here right?" and ohh goodness, this guy had such a heavy accent but soooooo heavy.. i have no clue, to this day, what the who that guy said.. i got the point that i was at the right place, but as to the rest of our conversation.. well.. only he knows...
so i get off the bus and walk on to the station (that was a relief.. at stations i felt at ease.. as much at ease as was possible given the situation..) and i go to the info place.. so i asked "which train takes me to where i have to go?" "well you have to take this one and then change there and take another..." no clue. he was clear and all, but man, i had such a confusion upstairs (thats what i refer to my cranial region) that i just said "ok thanks" and took the train the guy said. and so i try the door and some guy was like "hey, this part of the train isnt going anywhere.. you have to get on over there" "..." ohh yeah.. that makes sense.. why is this country sooo insane?? so i get on (yes i did thank the guy..) and i sit down where there were some people.. you know, justin case.. so i sit down, and i notice it was two chickies (sweeet) but i later realized it was those.. easy type girls.. so i wasnt inclined to talk to them... i just sat there and stared. hehehhe, well not psychotically.. although, i can just imagine the face i had after all that stuff that day... ohh and then theres the grease on my hand from opening that train door... (it wasnt automatic)... well, eventually (yes, i do realize how often i use that word.. but that's exactly how it feels.. i feel it helps to portray what i was going through quite well) the train stopped where (i guessed) i had to get off... so i got off and there were more people here than i had seen in a while... which was good.. so i go to the info office "um, can you tell me how to get to this place?" and the guy gave me this really really crazy face.. and pointed at some other guy who was on the tracks.. so well.. i walked away.. slowly.. and asked the other guy, and he told me (in a really really grumpy and almost unintelligable way) that there was a train that went to where i was headed in about half an hour, but that if i didnt want to wait there was an alternative.. i later found out i would have had to have paid for the alternative, which did not make sense... so i waited for the other train.. but i wasnt too sure which was the train i needed to get, so i asked again (someone else) and he/she (cant remember) said "its this one." so i got on. i was almost there...
and now i had a problem. these stupid trains didnt have any signs or announcements as to which station we were at, so i grew a bit restless.. and with reason.. but it all sort of relaxed a bit when i heard these two guys discussing, of all things, musical directors... you know, of the orchestra variety... which i found extrememly weird.. i mean, these guys were discussing the styles and beats and stuff like that about musical direction as if it were sports! it was very cool.. you know, if simply because i have never seen such a thing...
so at every stop i looked like a paranoid android whipping my head around at each window to see if i could catch a glimpse of the station's signs to know where i was at... i eventually knew where i had to get off and so i got off.. and was like.. "dood.. i made it" and so i tried the phone card again (yes, correctly) but it didnt work at all... stupids, it wasnt a global card.. i guessed they just understood that i wanted a card to call anywhere, but not from anywhere.. ahh well.. now i must change my currency and get some coins... i called fon cho and said... "dood... im here.." "man, what the who happened?? did they stop you for taliban??" "man, dood, come pick me up.. ill tell you about it.." "ok.. ill meet you at so and so.." uhm.. ok, as if i know where that is.. but whatever, i set out to meet him there.. wherever "there" was... so he told me "just take a right from that station and keep walking and ill meet you along the way.." "ok" so i leave the station.. but well, i am now a traveller, there are certain things you pick up on as a traveller.. so i made sure and asked some guys outside the station (they were uniformed, station workers.. i dont ask people on the street.. you never know who's waiting to find a tourist to rob..) "where is the place i have to goto?" "ohh you just go left from here.." left.. so i head off.. left.. and then i get to a place which was well, i guess either another part of the station i just left, or some other station with the same name but, you know, on the other side of the street.. so, had i been there.. i would indeed have had to head to my right... hmmm.. glad i asked.. crazy friggin country!!! so i meet him and i was like.. "i made it.. " "man what happened??" "ohh man......" and so i told him.. it was now 11pm... i was ELEVEN HOURS LATE.. i was supposed to be here at midday (and dont you dare criticize me for calling it that as opposed to noon whatever the crap you call it..) and i had arrived at 11pm... man.. what a trip.. i had been travelling since 4am.. a change in timezone (by -1 hours) and arriving at 12am time where i had left from.. this equated to a nice TWENTY HOURS of a trip, hauling my heavy bags around and putting up with not knowing what was going on or what people were saying at me.. (and yes, at me...) and now i finally got here.. and then the person in charge of the housing didnt have a matress available.. so fon cho offered me his bed.. but it was too kind of him, i couldnt accept, so i slept on the floor.. no mattress (spelling?) or anything just some sheets.. and yes, my pillow... and ive been sleeping on the floor since (the housing person has sort of been.. well.. absent..) but im ok.. im not too much of a picky person.. so im ok... at least im not lost in some strange country..
Friday, January 25, 2002
[18: 03 :22] #
ohh and i forgot to mention how that perfect girl was taunting us.. she was in some shop trying on clothes (pants to be precise) and then she was all taunting us and stuff.. it was waaaay cool.. painful, but cool... ohh and also the fact that incubus guy (i already proved i know his name.. i just think "incubus guy" has a cooler ring to it..) signed that postcard (as opposed to perfect girl)
ohh and we have some new things to tell as well.. theres the "cho" thing... that is, you get the first part of your first name and add "cho" to it... so for example, if your name is "bob" you would be called "bob cho" or if your name is "alex" your name would be "al cho" and so on... and so forth..
you want links to INCUBUS?? enjoy incubus
, incubus online
... ill incorporate these to the other post and then del this one.. but for now.. itll have to do..
ohh but i first have to create the chris cho fan club... hey mem, one must prioritize...
Thursday, January 24, 2002
[23: 01 : 00 ] #
what a day!!
WHAAAAA!!! was today the BEST
day like.. well.. ever
.. ok, chronologically, and i will build the tension up for the surprize.. yeh, theres even a surprize
ok so first off, i gotta mention that we were approached by not one, not two, not three, not even four, but five
count them, five
guys trying to sell us drugs
.. the last guy even offered me extasy
... what the who???
so i was like "dood, why do these guys keep trying to sell me drugs??" to which codename:jeopardy
responded: "dood, maybe its cuz you look like such a junkie
".. hahahaha.. gee hahaha.. thanks... and we also went "window shopping"
.. pff hahah, im sooo not explaining that one.. we even saw a male hooker
!! and not that he was being all gigolo
.. no, i mean this guy was trying to pass off as a female
... *pukes* ohh and not to mention the sheer amount
of sex shops
and weirdness we saw.. whoa.. ever had a chocolate penis
?? well.. im glad to say, neither have i.. eww..
ok, now on to the goodness... first we decided to walk into this "castle" or something type mall.. it was really cool.. so we were just messing around and then we decide to go to the second floor, so we walk to the stairs, and.. and.. ohhhh momma.. holey bakesales!!!
right next to us, just standing there, there was just the most perfect perfect perfect
(did i mention she was perfect?) chickie ever
!!! we almost drooled all over ourselves.. ohh dood was this girl ever the most beautiful girl we have ever
said she was more beautiful than any girl on any magazine cover or movie or my chickie section
or anywhere else for that matter.. this guy was shocked.. and you know what's funnier still? we had had an "argument" where basically he was telling me off for wanting to meat chickies and for saying that a lot.. "why do you want to go meat chickies man? its not like you are going to make out with them or anything, its just your sexual urges taking over..." (and some other stuff.. he was basically criticizing me for wanting to go up to pretty girls and talking to them and meating them... so i finally understood what he was trying to say at me, and so we were ok) and now he
was the obsessed one, he was going crazy over this girl.. like completely crazy.. we sort of ended up going around the place in circles just to be able to look at this girl.. yah, very stalker-like, but she was with some guy (codename:jeopardy
said it was her boyfriend, i decided it was her brother.. you know, easier on the ego
.. he was some ugly gay-lookin' sucka) so we were "following" her around, but i really felt weird about it so we went to another store.. and what do you know, another perfect girl!!!!
DOOOD!!! so we were just basically going crazy.. codename:jeopardy
had it baaad... i think he was fully converted into "chickiedom"
which is basically that he has entered into an insaner world
(which reminds me of the amount of mindlinks
we've been having.. very cool) he now knows how to truly appreciate a beautiful girl when he sees one.. so i said, "we soo have to get her autograph and a picture" but codename:jeopardy
wasnt too up for that idea.. so eventually i arm myself up with the courage to do so, so i ran and got some writing implements, so i go and purchase an adequate postcard to get her to autograph it (and yes, i am
aware of how dumb we sound.. hahahh) so anyhoo, eventually the (now labelled) "perfect chickie
" leaves and part of us leaves with her.. (no that is not some gross thing, i meant it poetically.. you sick, sick minded people...) and then "chickie #2"
(the other girl) was never found so then we decide to just leave.. so we do, and then i almost got hit by a car
.. i mean isnt this the best day ever???
not only that.. we begin to walk out, and then we were at this place and i looked over and was like "chikieee" (as i so often do when i see one..) and then there was this guy
next to her.. and i was ike "this guy seems familiar.." so i look over again.. and "ohh man!! its the guy from INCUBUS!!!"
"what? are you sure??" "yeah dood, it is
" "ahhh dood!!" he was even wearing that brown cap thing and all.. KEWL! so i go up to the dood and say "sorry to bother, but, are you the guy from INCUBUS??" "umm yeah i am" WAAHH SWEET!! (at which point i can hear codename:jeopardy
making fun of me for referring to him as "the guy from INCUBUS
" but i was sort of shaking and stuff so i didnt care.. "can i get an autograph?" "ahh yeah sure dood" sweeeeet
man this guy is soooo the coolest.. he even started some small talk.. "hey the weather's been great" and "you dont happen to have seen a glove" (they had apparently lost one of their leather mittens.. ) man this guy is soooo cool.. at which point codename:jeopardy
has a spark of genius
... "hey, ask him if you can take a picture" "dood cool!!" so i asked him, "ohh yeah sure cool" and i took a picture with the GUY FROM INCUBUS (brandon boyd)
so i was all "im going to start a fan club!!" so.. now i have the responsability of starting a fan club in an insaner world... so as soon as i get back home.. i have to get to that.. yeah.. so that was my day..
ohh and some girl on a tram smiled at me.. which was really cool.. she was pretty.. ohh well... *sigh*
[9:44: 03 ] #
ok, so today we finally made it up at a decent hour of the pre-noon (meaning we didnt sleep throught the whole day.. which is good) so hopefully we'll get stuff done.. if not, well.. theres always that "group sex inn"... hahhahah.. that is sooo gross!!! *gag reflex kicks in*
Wednesday, January 23, 2002
[19: 05 :36] #
"to read makes our speaking english good"
[17:10: 03 ] #
it is easier to enter the USA as a terrorist than as a refugee
and how many times have i spelled "the" as "teh"???
i cant believe how tired we get... its like one day we wake up half decently early, and teh next... well.. not. i dont know what it is.. perhaps the cold winds (that keep trying to lift us up off the ground... and im serious too) or just the fact that codename:jeopardy is a sleepaholic
what ever happened to right said fred??
what ever happened to right said fred??
Tuesday, January 22, 2002
ohh and today i ate this black candy
in the shape of some urinating boy
.. and that stuff tasted sooooo horrible
.. but sooo horrible.. my mouth started salivating saying "if you dont get this crap out of my mouth, i will flood it out!!
".. man was hat stuff gross... we also went to a playground...
you know youre getting old, when you consider playing at a playground exercise
. hahah.. sooo true.. ohh and then we went to some post office and there were these two girls that kept staring me down
.. at first, i thought i had a gross booger
hanging out of my nose or something.. but it wasnt
.. so i just had no idea.. and it wasnt like they were staring at me cuz im attractive (which im not) because they would have been smiling at me or something.. which they werent
.. so i still dont know, i had a theory though, maybe they thought i looked like some guy on a "wanted"
poster, and thats why they were staring me down... ahh whatever.. its not like they reported me to the police... right??
the other day we say a real pimp.. it was really freaky.. hahah.. he had the whole colored suit and hat and all.. im not sure if he actually had a cane or what.. but still.. hahah... very funny....
Sunday, January 20, 2002
microsucks does it again
. ever cherished your privacy?
well so does microsucks, it cherishes your
data, for what? theyre not telling... but they like to know exactly
what you are doing, and own
what you type when you are talking to your friends and business partners.. you know that really great idea you had to fix up your company and make millions
?? well, it now belongs to microsucks... you know, since you said it over msn
.. hmm.. what can i say? sorry? nop.. its your own stupid fault... thats what you get for NOT listening at me.. yes.. at
profile syndrome, distance syndrome, and.. of course.. the chris cho syndrome...
[22:54: 06 ] #
today on "exotic adventure", more arm-writers, more annoying people and more strange occurrences... stay tuned...
adventures in trying to get the hot water to work.. ohhh man.. it was one of those old gas-heated water type things... so the flame would go out and we'd have no hot water... which, well, wasnt pleasant... it was like yelling across the house "is it on??" "yes! hurry!!" so you run get in there set the water on and let it sprinkle some warmness on you, only to hear "its out!!" and then that nice freezy feeling creeping up through to your bones.. and then running out, wet, and trying to get that thing back on... for the whole thing to happen all over again.. not to mention the times where you had just enough time to soap up.. right before it went out again... argh!! why? WHY?
hey, you know what i just decided i have to do someday (soon).. is to go to the movies, and order a big tub o'popcorn and eat it all up... with chopsticks
Saturday, January 19, 2002
[23:54: 08 ] #
hahah, have you ever tried bribing a cop or something with one dollar?? hahah.. dont do it.. hahah it doesnt work!! hahahah
"you should never underestimate the unpredictablity of stupidity"
pink is of the RULEZ!!! .... iiiiii'm coming uuup so you better get the paaarty staaarted... man is she cool!.. when i become famous (or whatever) im sooo gonna meat her.. seriously... ohh yeah and brittany murphy is now declared the best actress alive... i must update the FAQ.. some stuff to fix around.. plus i must fixate the site around, it needs it.. it wants it... it demands it.. and so it wiiilll be done!!
[4: 05 :29] #
wha!! dood, so i decided to check the count at my main page... (the start page when you type www.insaner.com) and guess what the count was at... no really..guess! well if you guessed 1000, you were wrong, dead wrong... but if you guessed 666.. you were right... isnt that just incredibly freaky mem??? what the who?? i mean last time i checked it it was a normal number... hahhaah.. dood, this is waaaay freaky...
crap, i sooo have to fix that menu.. soon! it looks soo crappy, ahh well, i'll do that when i get back...
sweet!!! i just remembered one of the things i had forgotten... and that was about "codename:noga".. what that has to do with anything is as good a guess for you as it is for me (whatever the who i meant with that... hahah lool! i so have to go sleep...)
so i was trying to watch "snatch" (*giggles*) but 5 minutes at a time sort of makes it a bit not worth it... stupid p.o.c. .. i dont know whats wrong either.. tried a diff codec, tried a diff player... nothing.. ahh well, i have to go sleep now.. we're goin on a trip tomorrow.. weeee
Friday, January 18, 2002
so today we made more history.. so i have some new arm writers.. shall we begin? ok
-first off, crizo will now be known as "chris-cho".. hahahah... "henree-hee!"
then theres those stupid steps.. ohh man they were annoying.. its like you either have to walk like an idiot, taking little stepsies, or you have to take freakishly long strides...
-ohh yeah, and the fact that codename:jeopardy lives right around the corner from "the group sex inn".. which we still dont know if it means "an inn called group sex" or the headquarters for a group called "sex inn".. or well... a place where group sex is practiced... all of them nasty thoughts.. ewww... such a classy neighborhood..
-ohh and before i forget, we ate french fries with peanut sauce, which well, tastes like peanut butter.. french fries a la peanut butter... hahah it was actually quite good.. mmm.. it really was..
-"ohh ive always wanted to get me a czech mate".. hahahh (this just occurred right now)
and there was another one.. but, hot jiggly poo, i forget.. again.. crap, and codename:jeopardy cant either.. hahah..what the who...
Thursday, January 17, 2002
so.. all in all it was a good day today.. tiring as they come.. man was it tiring.. ugh.. i wish i could have slept in the train... ohh well... i shall sleep in a while... ohh yeah.. today made history... "teacher, can you please remove your feet?" and... ahhh what was the other one?? too sleepy to even remember... hhahaha.. ohh man... how lame... expect it as soon as i remember...
i just watched the truman show.. yes, i did.. no, shut up, im telling you.. so the deal is, i can see how they didnt give jim carrey the oscar, it was great acting, but there were certain things that i thought took away from the performance as a whole.. as for the movie, i found it entertaining (read "good") but i thought the ending was too abrupt when it came... never mind, you know what i mean...
ok, i would have posted earlier, but, "codename:jeopardy" didnt was running ie, so it screwed up my post, so i had to dl, and install opera and then we had to leave, and then we were walking around teh city and then now we finally came back... and so here i am.. so i was going to say, my trip was a success, (as you may already have noticed) i did almost miss my connecting train, but i didnt, as a matter of fact i almost missed my stop, as a matter of fact i had to force it open and almost jump out.. oof was that ever close.. hahha.. so i eventually made it.. and we did several neat things.. (hahaha that sounded gay) so we went back to school.. hahah no, im serious, we had to go to some school and we just hung out at the cafeteria, hahah it was cool.. and then we went to college.. it was like i went through five years of my life in one day.. hhahah.. including the future... isnt that freaky mem?
Wednesday, January 16, 2002
ohh and a section on "bob, B.O.B., and &B.O.B.;" will soon be up.. (yah, in a MONTH maybe.. hahahah.. ) it has been written, and needs only be formatted and uploaded.. and *poof* there it is.. (or was it hoot? ahhh whatever, nobody listens to mc hammer anymore... "hammah time!!!")
[16:42: 08 ] #
today i go at midnight on my trip, i will be visiting codename:jeopardy, crizo, and another friend from school.. this trip is going to sooo be of the RULEZ!! (woot to bob! *wink*)
im thinking of having a section in my site: "things that have been said about me" i think that would prove to be an interesting section...
Tuesday, January 15, 2002
i was in the bathroom (yes, kleen indeed! woohoo!) and, have you ever noticed how battle axii have two blades?? i mean, dont you just want to kill the guys on the other side? i guess its one of those kamikazee weapons.. which would explain why people dont use them anymore...
[22:17: 00 ] #
yesterday there was this "chickie" on tv, and i thought ohh man, nice body.. and then they show her "above the neck area".. lemme tell you a few things i find really unnattractive in girls.
b: drinkers (of alcohol)
iii: "blondes" (meaning girls who bleach to "be blonde" as opposed to it being a fashion statement)
dee: ho's (of the "easy" variety, and any other falling near there)
faiv: basically any lack of moral values (liars, cheaters, take your pic..)
hahahah i was just thinking (the other day, while discussing him with, well lets call him "keyword:jeopardy") how crizo will one day be just another urban legend.. where people are going to say stuff like "no way, i hear his real name translates to 'exotic flower' or something.. its ancient greek!!" or "yeah, a friend of a friend of mine once even gave him bejota... i swear!!" while others will remark "dood, he's a straight descendant of joan of ark" and you know, the funny thing about urban legends is that they are based on the truth...
isnt that freaky mem???
[19:34: 09 ] #
so i am just a few days away from my trip.. this promises to be quite cool, quite. i might even ride on a hovercraft for the first time in my life.. but who knows.. anyhoo, ill keep ya posted.
Re: virus 'sulfnbk.exe" which Norton failed to detect - why ?
It's a HOAX! sulfnbk.exe is a valid Windows file, not a virus.
isnt that an oxymoron
at least SOMEBODY
knows what is what
[0: 04 :58] #
so guess what, no really GUESS!! i got my belt.. woohoo!! thats right, today my dad came home and said "hey, i got this for you" and i was like "thanks" and you know, woohoo!!
Monday, January 14, 2002
i think its just when i drink the ice pee in the morning that it tastes so bad.. when i drink it while im eating its not so bad..
Sunday, January 13, 2002
[21: 04 :41] #
i just "hacked" bob's computer.. hahahah.. what a riot..hahahh, i bet he'll be thinking it twice before continuing using winblows eks pee.. hahahah
ok, so i finally got to writing up that dream i had, so here it is:
i dreamt that we were like at some theater somewhere (bob and i) to watch a movie or something and that there were these two girls there and now that i remember one of them was my brother's best friend and there was this guy i really didnt like back in school (cuz he didnt like me.. as a matter of fact, it was the guy that i liked the least of all.. and thats a tough position to get to right there) and he was like at the back of the theater and he saw me and i thought it was all really weird because this was where i live now, and what the WHO was he doing here?? and then he was all like refusing to come and say hi to me.. (how typical of that guy)... well, the thing is we were there and suddenly they, for some reason, the girls drugged me up.. with some really nasty stuff... like some translucent yellow liquid that they injected me... and then i was all drugged and weird... so anyhoo i get drugged and i start to get all weird and wanting to throw up and then i begin threatening the girls and i tell that girl i was going to call her mom and tell her whole family and that i would tell my brother (well, in my dream it was quite a threat, though it was more like a child would threaten someone).. but i was talking all weird, you know how they talk like in slo-mo in those movies? well thats how my voice was coming out...so weird... and then suddenly i was still a bit drugged but then, suddenly, i noticed that bob had boobs...BOOBS!!! bob is a GUY... he has a BEARD like ME!! and in my dream he sort of developed BOOBS.. and not like small kiddie boobs... like real large boobs!! and thats where i noticed that the drug effect had worn off, and then he started crying... (hear this) because he was actually a GIRL who had been taking hormones to become a man so that i would fall in love with him!!! what the WHO????? (its not that the dream was implying that im gay, but rather that he thought that by being a man it would facilitate it for him to become my best friend (????) and so i would fall in love with him the girl.... man that dream was WHACK!!! that has definately been one of, if not THE weirdest dream i have EVER had in my WHOLE LIFE!!!!!!!!! HOLEY!!!!!!!!!!!!! there were some other parts with my brother and stuff but they were.. well.. "normal" and besides i cant remember.. but still, WHAT THE WHO!!!!!!!
have you ever tried "light ice tea"? it smells like pee and tastes like it even more.. blagh.. wait, not that ive tried pee, cuz i havent, but rather if there was a liquid that tasted like what pee smells like, that would be "light ice tea".. ohh man is that stuff ever gross... ugh.. bluagh.. and i have a wole 6-pack of it waiting for me to drink it... ohh man how gross...
ahh my stomach is speaking.. i wish i had eaten something yesterday.. or today.. maybe i should at some point.. if only my dad would tell me when he makes food, instead of eating it by himself...
[16: 09 :42] #
i had several dreams this morning.. i think one had to do with apes or something.. ohh yeah, i just remembered.. it was me and my mom and there were these apes trying to take our food and we were in like this big back yard (like the types that restaurants and big houses sometimes have) and then there was this guy there, i think it was my old p.e. teacher, im not sure.. in any case thats not the cool dream, i cant remember the beginning too well, but it was sort of like one of those "xena" type environments, (as if that makes sense.. but its as good as i can describe it) and there was this girl (yes, quite pretty.. and yes, black hair.. and NO it WASNT xena.. hahah.. FOO') and some guy.. and there was like a big sort of cave-type wall, and they were sitting there trying to do something, and i dont even know what.. and then i was like attracted to this girl.. ( *eyes widen* ) and then it was like we were going out, and we were in this large place (still in that strange cave place) that sort of looked like (now that i think back on it) that last dungeon in disney's "aladdin" (with the fire and the falling rock that was floating on the lava..except that it was REAL.. ahh whatever you know what i mean) and then i was on a seat with her and some people that used to goto school with me started criticizing me for being contradictory (like my dad does soo often, being wrong) and then i felt someone peeing into my pants from behind (i know.. what the WHO??) and so then i woke up (..in my dream.. yes i know, i dreamt that i was dreaming!!! isnt THAT freaky??) and then i went to the bathroom to clean up.. you know, cuz in my dream they had peed on me.. so i went to the bathroom, and my girl was there, but i wasnt wearing a shirt, so i was all ashamed (like im going to try to explain that..) and then i was in the bathroom and then thats where i think it switched to the ape dream.. but what was soo cool about this dream?? well, dood, i had a girl!! sweeet... i know, i know, im a loser.. bla bla bla.. spare me... but i think this was a waay cool dream.. and whats cooler is, i dont know who that girl was, SO, that means i havent met her yet which in turn means that I WILL MEET HER!! (cuz you know how i dream about people i havent met...) soo.. someday you will all see how i met this perfect girl (cuz she was with me) first in my dreams.. and then later in the waking world... and i just hope i meet her quick.. cuz holey moley am i lonely...
Saturday, January 12, 2002
[20:46: 00 ] #
ohh and lately, i've been swearing and cussin' in my dreams, its soo strange, i used to not even talk at all in them.. people would ask me, "what language do you dream in?" i said "i dont talk in my dreams.. its just events..".. but then it was that i started dreaming words.. and now i say bad words in my dreams.. what the who is that all about?? it must be all this repressed anger and sadness i have.. agh, yes, what shall we do about it... ohh well, its just something i have to go through, and grow from...
you know what really sucks? that feeling that nobody likes you, or cares about you. i mean i try soo hard, sooo hard to get people to like me and appreciate me, but i feel its all in vain... its like people say: "wow, that guy's nice" "yeah, but lets not call him up or invite him out to do stuff.." "yeah, i KNOW"... and so here i am...
today my dad crossed the line. you know how he doesnt like to give me stuff i want? well this time he didnt give me something i needed. i told him, "hey dad i really need a belt, my pants are falling down" and so we find one like i was looking for, and i was like "so should we get it?" "well if you want it get it, but i'm not paying for it", you know i dont like the whole concept of l337, but, if that ever gave a definition for "suxX0red" seriously.. and the belt was cheap too.. it was less than what we had just spent on a meal a second ago..
[0:28: 02 ] #
went to see "2001: a space oddysee".. at LAST.. i know i know... so i finally saw it.. and i wasnt impressed.. it was as weird as kubrik could make it.. i could have done without all those strange pauses in the flow of the movie.. had it not been for those i might have appreciated it more.. elsewise, it was a good movie.. not that i'd recommend anyone see it, but, culturally speaking, you would need to..
Friday, January 11, 2002
[3:11: 06 ] #
"the thousand mile journey begins with the first step", biotch!
littlebeatnik(02:55 AM) : thank you...that insanity test thing is really cool
insaner(02:56 AM) : are you?
insaner(02:56 AM) : insane i mean
littlebeatnik(02:57 AM) : yep..very much so. As soon as i read that i wasn't supposed to laugh...i started to. it's like saying to someone "don't think about snails". you can't help it
insaner(02:57 AM) : hahahh.. what the who?/
so i guess we have another insanity case in our hands.. "DOCTOR prep the O/R.. STAT!"
Thursday, January 10, 2002
you have to be dead
to support microsucks... pfff.. what idiots..
doesnt it make you mad how many spammers
are abusing icq
??? sheesh... what the who...
hi! come check out my new web pics!
pfff... stupid spammers
my... head.. hurts.. will... go.. sleep.. now...
Wednesday, January 9, 2002
[20:52: 06 ]
Tuesday, January 8, 2002
[17: 08 :13] #
im going to overhaul the menu... soon
that nirvana song... heart shaped poop
what the fog?? it is all fogged up outside!! this winter weather is just getting insaner
hahah this is cool... habbo hotel
[14:18: 07 ] #
do you.. funny
"I won't say ours was a tough school, but we had our owncoroner. We used to write essays like 'What I'm Going to be If I Grow Up.'"
- Lenny Bruce
Saturday, January 5, 2002
[21: 08 :14] #
"am i hot or not?" .... who cares??? pfff... hahah... would i want to be considered hot? sure why not? would i be hurt if i was not?? maybe a little... but would i care? ...... no!... theres more to life than looks... besides, if people considered me "hot" and then one day i got hit by a car in the face, or was invloved in some freak gasoline fight accident.. then it would all be gone.. so being hot is only a commodity, and something one shouldnt weigh much when seeking a life's partner for instance, but when looking at chickie pics... thats all there is....
one more, from the brochure of a Tokyo car rental firm
"When passenger of foot heave in sight, tootle the horn. Trumpet himmelodiously at first, but if he still obstacles your passage then tootle him with vigor"
How a sewage treatment plant was marked on a Tokyo map
"Dirty Water Punishment Place"
hahahah.. isnt that just of the funniness?? hahah... i wonder what i might sound like trying to speak japanese....
Friday, January 4, 2002
i just went to see "ghost world"... excellent.. truly excellent movie... do NOT i repeat.. do NOT miss this one... excellent performances, story line, direction.. it was excellent.. have i said that yet?
here is a typical (and actual) bob
deadduck(00:31 AM) :
did you eat yet today?
insaner(00:32 AM) :
its past midnight.. so.. NO.. being the case that day=sleeping period then yes
deadduck(00:33 AM) :
yeah. sleeping periods are fun
insaner(00:33 AM) :
they are the best
deadduck(00:33 AM) :
sometimes even better than wake periods!
insaner(00:36 AM) :
what? by sleep period i refer to the "sleep cycle".. where one "sleep period" is equivalent to the time that transcurs between two awakenings
deadduck(00:36 AM) :
two awakenings as in between the time that you awake up until the next time that you wake up ~24 hours from then?
insaner(00:37 AM) :
yes.. something like that..
Thursday, January 3, 2002
i had another skinhead dream... this time it was a group of skinheads (all of them huge of course) that were looking to kill me or beat me to a pulp... but for some reason i was not afraid. it was like i felt i could reason with them and i started to do so, until their leader, some old fat guy, came up to me and tried to command them to kill me or something and somehow i happened to have a pencil (or something) in my hand so i stuck it right into the guy's stomach.. which seemed to not have any sort of effect on him.. then we (i was with some girl and my sister i think) ran into some room where the windows were covered with thick curtains and we just stayed there.. i dont remember what happened next exactly but we eventually got out and the dream changed into something else.... i can remember in my dream thinking that they wanted to kill me because i had long hair as opposed to their shaved heads...
Wednesday, January 2, 2002
people who dont stand for anything piss me off... simply because its like they are just aimlessly going about life doing nothing, letting everyone and everything push them around and tell them what to do...
[20: 06 :33] #
i will prolly be going to the neither worlds soon to visit a friend... that will be cool... i might also go to the england and scottish country
[0:34: 06 ] #
ohh man... i must wake up early tomorrow...again... i havent had a decent (amount of) sleep in like three months... that is soo crap
Tuesday, January 1, 2002
another crazy dream today... this time i'll tell it all in one go.. so i dont leave it hanging in the air like all those other things... so this one was basically that i was friends with jenny mcarthy (yes i know.. blegh... its just a dream man...) and that i was acting like i didnt know that she was famous, and then she asked me if i wanted her to sign a book she wrote for me, in the sense that she had written a book and given me a copy and asked me if i wanted her to sign it... and in the dream i was trying to trick her into writing her name (i know, what the who is signing if not that, but, hey, its not like i havent dreamt weirder things) and so she refused to write her name so i wouldnt find out she was famous... or something stupid like that.... hahahah... yes, my dreams....
hey i might as well tell you another one i had a long time ago... so as a matter of fact, i have never been a britney spears fan... ever... the first song was not all that annoying... it was weird, but not all that annoying... *NSYNC tho, i find cool... if only because of Kim Smith in their videos.. but then they actually started making music that was not pop crap i mean, these guys are not annoying... these guys are cool but, britney, is not... britney is crap, she is a disgusting sell-out and nothing more than a marketing icon which i find completely disgusting.. not to mention the "example" she is giving to all the poor little young girls out there who have as a role model... now dont get me wrong, i think she has a great body and what not.. but do NOT expect her to EVER get into my "chickies" section... EVER... i find girls who give bad examples soooo unattractive... they make me sick... girls who smoke, drink, sleep around, do not take care of their body and all those things that are so "in" with some people these days... they just make me look the other way and think poor girl.... i will try to let them know, cuz i'm not a hypocrite, but i will not try to associate myself much with them... anyhoo i was talking about my dream... so the thing is that i was friends with britney and justin (timberlake, as in from *NSYNC), and knowing her and all made me realize that she wasnt like what i think of her... yeh, that was my dream... if only she would stop selling her body and start trying to sell her singing ability (of which i doubt the existence)... then maybe my perception of her would change... but, alas....
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