Monthly Archives: April 2009
Terrible Video Games
Recently I’ve been really pissed at a few video games that came out this year and the end of last year. I’ve been highly disappointed with EA Games lately and Square Enix. So I guess I will list some of the games I’ve played that I think were and still is total ASS. I’ll probably list a few others as well that has been on for a while now but whatever!
Need For Speed Undercover - This game was so ass it made me sick to my stomach. The races were too easy, the storyline was too lame, the car selection has been almost the same since Need For Speed Most Wanted. The interface was horrendous, the boards or “city” was fucked up. How do you manage to try and be realistic and unrealistic at the same time? What happened to night time? There was Dawn and Noon no Dusk or Evening, and on some of the boards it was hard to see because of the “sun glare”. I think after Carbon and Most Wanted y’all lost your touch, I mean after Need For Speed Underground 2 y’all lost y’all touch. Lets just hope Need For Speed Shift is better.
Need For Speed: ProStreet – Well lets not just bash the latest edition, the runner-up of fail lets bash the #1 contender of fail. This game pissed me off the moment the cut scene for the first race began, how do you manage to not allow someone to control their car? What in the hell was those arrows for is what I asked when I first played it on the Nintendo Wii. Now that I’ve left that gay console in the dust I began playing it on the Xbox 360 just yesterday. I wasn’t expecting a difference but what the hell? As far as the fact that they failed at trying to make it more like a NASCAR video game, they failed at the selection of cars and the fact that the ideas for the game play was fucking idiotic! Its like they ran out of ideas for a video game so they asked for ideas from deaf mute kids, ProStreet my ASS!
The Last Remnant – Why do the characters walk like they got something stuck up their ASS first of all?! Second of all, why do the characters run like they are jogging in place? Please tell me this was just a BETA for an epic game. I mean y’all put not just your foot in Star Ocean The Last Hope but a whole fucking leg man! That games storyline was fucking awesome! Especially at the end, that game was totally not ass! Anyway, I couldn’t stomach that game any longer cause if I heard “Lets do this!” one last damn time, I was going to hurl that game out the window if I hadn’t rented it from GameFly.
Midnight Club Los Angeles – What in the fuck was that supposed to be? I don’t know if it was just me not being able to get the speed up to par just enough to race in against the yellow competitors but come on! I had bought 5 different type of cars and for some reason upgrading them and all that silly shit didn’t matter. I was still racing them green idiots for the past two days when I had the game. Sometimes you’re so grateful you wasted your time waiting on a game from GameFly than actually spending money on a game from GameStop/EB Games. Anyway, they was still flying like a bat out of hell. I tried to race in the order in which they were unlocked as far as Karol sending them to me was concerned but I couldn’t catch a damn break! What made it so ass though was the fact that I couldn’t run over pedestrians, I was expecting the game to be like Grand Theft Auto: IV. Just kidding…game is still ass though.
Vampire Rain - Nothing like a Splinter Cell and Metal Gear game to go bad when they are combined together with vampires you cannot even kill. I only played this game long enough to want to gauge my eyes out and eat them. The game was imported from Japan for us Americans to play. Lets just say it should of stayed there. Nothing like having a big ass gun you can’t use against your enemy because they are so fast and they can kill you with one hit.
I can’t even finish this damn list right now, I’m still getting over a stomach ache. I’ll publish this for now but I’ll be back!

A Relationship That Should of Never Been…
Where should I begin? The beginning is a bit too far but I guess I could start there. Before I do, I would just like to note that life, love, living is what you make it. Whether if its with a companion or alone, its your choice on how it ends.
I met Cedric on a social networking site, I had just moved back in at my grandmothers place because she needed help with her grand kids. I haven’t been on that site in 2 years before I had moved out so I decided to see if the site was still up and running, and it was. I was 19 at the time and being that he was 25 or 26 then he seemed younger than that. We talked online for a while, its a blur who started talking to who first, anyway we talked on the site for a while then migrated to Yahoo Messenger then gradually we started talking on the phone. We got up to the point to where we decided that we should finally meet up some where, at this time we weren’t together because I don’t believe in internet relationships. So, we set up a day and I met him downtown except I didn’t get to see him, I waited for a good hour or so and decided to get on the bus and go home. So an hour after I get home Ced messages me on Yahoo Messenger asking where was I, I told him I was in front of Tower City and I hopped on the #6 when I thought you weren’t coming. He then began asking me was that me who got on the bus when he was getting off? He mentioned the pink Nikes I had on and I then began to say yea, so we set up another day and this time he came and picked me up, I thought it was really cute at the time. So we’re on the #8 bus heading downtown and he’s looking at me asking all these questions on the bus like they couldn’t wait til we got to his place. Mind you, when I saw him in his pictures, he looked a lot taller but when he finally came to pick me up all of that changed. I thought he was one of my younger sisters friends coming to see them but it was him. I was light way embarrassed because of that.
Anyway, we get to his place and he grabs my bags and hooked up my Nintendo GameCube that he decided that we should play. We made it more interesting by making it a strip game, the rules were simple, for every race we did who ever lost had to strip off a piece of clothing. Well I was winning but Ced was making up all of these new rules the whole time so we dismissed that idea and decide to go in his room and watch the movie Life. I had a few drinks around this time so after me being intoxicated I don’t really remember what happened. That following morning I had a hangover and my stomach was upset I kept vomiting so he suggested I take a shower cause my pores were just reeking Aboslut Apeach Vodka so I hopped in the shower and he suggested I drink some water, well it was making me sick so I drink it anyway and decided it was time for me to head home, he wanted to walk me to the elevator but when we hit the corner right where the elevator was I said, “I think I got to throw up…” then I threw up and we headed back to his apartment. I was feeling great then, but I wanted to clean that mess up that I left in the hallway but Ced insisted that I just head home and that he will get the janitor to clean it up. So I finally leave and made it home with my GameCube and I decided to take a nap. At this point, I didn’t know what to think, my head was hurting so I couldn’t think too much but I don’t know what he thought of me, I mean that was my first time meeting someone off of a website like that and you know first impressions are everything. That whole time though I really wanted to remember the night before but never could, it kind of frustrated me that I would get that loose like that. Even though there was some things going on with at that time and I needed an excuse to get away from it all but I was expecting to do that in the comfort of my own home.
I thought Ced was adorable and really funny, even though I couldn’t remember most of the night after I got drunk, I had a pretty good time. Well as time progressed we became a thing and he made me happy and I guess I made him happy. I believe at one point we were in love, I mean it were times where I didn’t want to go home or there were times where I just wanted to be around him, I missed him a lot and we told each other we loved each other a lot. My life was okay at this time, it was the end of 2006 and I really thought I was going to bring in the new year on a good foot and I did for a minute.
After we got comfortable with each other, that’s when the arguing started. Its February of 2007 and I’m arguing with him and the fact that he’s still on that site. He would just say he on there for entertainment and such but I knew better, or maybe I was just paranoid. I mean the arguing would just make me unreasonable decisions and a few of them were me leaving him. Well I had gotten enough of him around Spring and decided to call it quits and I left him and started messing with someone else April and May but that didn’t last long and I was with someone else in June, that relationship lasted a good 7 months. To this day I still don’t understand what I saw in that fool but I’m glad he dumped me like he did. Shows me that there are cowardly, pitiful, sad men out there and that was just a lesson I needed to learn. I was hurt about that for a while but I got over it. Ced was in and out of the picture towards the end of the relationship I was having with someone else. Well when it was over we began talking again and I kept leaving him because it felt like I was wasting my time with him, It was like how it used to be.
Its 2008 at this time and things have gotten worse for me as far as family and my health was concerned. I was ready to commit suicide but I don’t know what kept me from doing it, I was so ready to just end it. Now that I think about it, I don’t recall why I wanted to end my life, I just hope I never feel like that ever again. I mean its been like that for 18-19 years, I thought I was over thinking about death. Anyway, my family as being a royal pain to me and was giving me such a problem I just wanted to get away from it all. I think at this time I was talking to Ced yet again and I was just being to myself and just hanging with a few of my male friends. Well, I cut them loose as soon as I got back with Ced. Anyway, I was bringing in 2009 on a sour foot but I had Ced there with me in my mind because yet again I broke up with him just to want him back. Around October or November of 2008 my grandmother decided to kick me out and to have the police do it as a bonus. I had just left Ced again and when I had moved back in with my grandmother it was like she didn’t want me to and I didn’t know why I didn’t keep entertaining that idea that she didn’t but I ignored it. Well after 2 weeks she had decided to kick me out so I had the police drop me off at Ced’s house, at this point I’m so angry with myself I just began crying. Ced was in the other room knocked out so I tried to keep it down. What is so interesting about Ced is that when I’m sad he have this vibe or body language as if he don’t know what to do, when my best friend died I could feel that he felt really awkward standing there rubbing my back. I just wanted to hug and just cry on his shoulder but then I just felt that would just make the awkward feeling a lot worse and I didn’t want to do that.
Well from that point on to now we’ve been together since. I haven’t broken up with him, we still argue but not a lot, I mean what relationship don’t have arguments? During this whole time, I just tried to focus on making him happy cause I pictured how he would be before he even met me and he seemed like he was alone with only his friends to come by and break his shit or have someone rob him. I seriously just wanted to be there for him and I still do, I honestly don’t want to lose him. When that shooting happened here in this building I didn’t know what to do, I was just thinking about the worse case scenario that afternoon and that made it worse, I was so scared and I just knew if he was killed or hurt I would never get over that. He may not realize it but I really love him more than he will ever know. We don’t tell each other we love each other any more but I think we need to. I’m not going any where and neither is he, I’m going to be there for him even if this relationship don’t work out. It just feels like, I’m the only one that would, could, will put him and his bullshit I guess. I don’t know how else to put it but its not bad bullshit its Ced bullshit…lol. I mean he’s him and and someone sane or some what sane wouldn’t be able to tolerate his behind. He don’t have to worry about being alone any more he has me to piss off and then five minutes later make me laugh. In all my years on this Earth, he is the only one that I can just get made for 2 minutes and just be okay after that. I can never stay mad at him, I never been the one to hold grudges but they usually last longer than 5-6 minutes, I just cannot stay mad at him. That’s probably why I kept coming back to him. Its not that I enjoyed what he was doing to make me leave even though I think it was just me being over emotional, it was because I could actually say I love him and meant it.
He always tried to make me happy but I guess I was used to not being happy I didn’t know what made me happy any more, I was too focused on trying to make him happy but he always told me to not worry about him and that he will be okay. If I would of listened to him, I wouldn’t be here right now. Even though I make fun of his height, I love all 5’5″ of him and I hope he knows that I adore his high-yellow behind. Even though he tried to kill my stuffed dog when I first met him…even my ex tried to kill him so I just gave it to my grandmother. I didn’t like red, neither
does Ced, and neither did that horrid ex of mine so I guess that was a sign to get rid of it. Here’s a picture of him in the act…
For a minute I was convinced when he said that we were too alike for the relationship to work, well I beg to differ. We may have some things about us that are the same but we are totally different in so many ways.
Another thing, he’s a Christian, I’m an Atheist. I don’t have a problem at all with his religion and he don’t care about my anti-religion. That’s just one of the things we can agree on, a religion doesn’t make a relationship stronger. I’m living proof that it doesn’t, it doesn’t make it stronger or weaker. It depends on the person and what they believe or don’t believe in. Anyway, I’ve said some hateful and cruel things to him and about him over the years. I just hope he know I’m sorry and I didn’t mean any of that shit I said. He knows I say shit when I’m angry regardless of what people say about what people say when they’re angry. He pisses me off cause I love him, I wouldn’t get so angry with him if I didn’t love him. He’s crazy though to want me to give him 3 girls and 5 boys. I want all boys but he wants 3 girls, I mean I can understand why though but that’s something I’m not going to mention in this blog. All in all this relationship should of never been one but I’m glad it did and I’m happy/grateful that he’s in my life. He’s exactly what I need to have a reason to wake up in the morning.
Anime Motivational Posters That I Found Funny
Thanks to my friend James for the e-mail and the links. ^_^
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The Sims 3: How to Install Mods
The Sims 3: How to Install Mods
Step 1
Download “Resource.cfg”
http://www.mediafire.com/?sharekey=690a5617
http://qshare.com/get/854978/Resource.rar.html
Step 2
Place the “Resource.cfg” file
For Windows Users
Default location is — C:\Program Files\Electronic Arts\The Sims 3
If you use 64Bit OS — C:\Program Files (x86)\Electronic Arts\The Sims 3
Note: If you installed the game in other drive,then change the “C:\” path according to the drive you install the game.
For Mac Users:
- Go to your Sims 3 application “The Sims 3.app“
- Right-Click (or Control-click) on it and select “Show Package Contents“
- Navigate through Contents/Resources/transgaming/c_drive/Program Files/Electronic Arts/The Sims 3
- Paste the “Resource.cfg” file into this folder.
Step 3
Create the Mods folder:
- Go to “The Sims 3″ root folder, create a new folder called “Mods“
- Now in Mods folder create another folder called “Packages“
If you have done everything correctly then it should look like below example
Example: E:\Program Files\Electronic Arts\The Sims 3\Mods\packages
Here after in this “Packages” folder you have to place Mods/Custom Contents which will have “.package” extension.
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Boyfriend Suggests I Cook Chili on a Stove in a Mixing Bowl, I mean WTF!?!
Should I start from the beginning or no? I think I should but its a long story but I guess since I don’t have shit else to do and I’m still a little pissed about it, I guess I’ll start from the beginning…
See Ced decides to take 2 frozen chicken breasts out of the freezer, rinse them off and stick them in the slow cooker yesterday. I told him that maybe he should let the chicken un-thaw before he stuck the chicken in there being that its a slow cooker. He insists that he don’t want it cooked right away so I left it alone. The next day, he realizes that he has overcooked the chicken and leaves it in the slow cooker to cook longer but decides to add barbecue sauce. So the horrid chicken now with Open Pit Original Barbecue Sauce is simmering in the slow cooker causing the whole place to smell like overcooked chicken with Barbecue Sauce and it was annoying. Anyway….Popeyes was having a 8 piece chicken box for 5 bucks today, so Ced wanted some so I sent him to go get some. The Popeye‘s he went to, was so crowded he decided to go across the street to the Save-A-Lot and buy ground meat and bread causing an overdraft on my card. Now I’m pissed about the smell and now I have a overdraft to pay that I cannot pay right away.
Now I’m hungry with nothing here to eat that I can make right away. So Ced gives me suggestions and it went something like this…
Me- “I’m Hungry”
Ced – “Eat something”.
Me – “Like what?”
Ced – “We got ground meat now.”
Me- “Oh.”
Ced – “You can make meat loaf.”
Me- “I don’t want meat loaf.”
Ced – “You can make burgers.”
Me – “I don’t want burgers.”
Ced – “You can make chili.”
Me – “I don’t want chili.”
Ced – “Well just eat raw ground beef. [I think this is where I was on the verge of being pissed off...]
So after he gives up in making suggestions, he leaves the room and I changed my mind on the chili and decided that chili sounds like a good damn idea. So being that Ced doesn’t have the proper pots to cook in my only resort was to use the Slow Cooker, but his chicken was still in there simmering for no damn reason. So I ask him can he come and take his fail out of the slow cooker because the little pot he had was too small, and the one pot that would of been right but all of the Teflon was gone and it was rusty and from what I learned in Home Economics that’s not safe or good to cook or eat out of.
So he gets annoyed, I get mad cause he think his chicken should marinate in barbecue sauce. He suggests I stick a mixing bowl on the stove and cook the chili out of that. Then on top of that he makes me the one that’s wrong by telling me there is no difference in cooking in that rusty pot than cooking in a thin mixing bowl. I don’t know how he was raised per-se but I know I was raised when I wanted to cook I used the right cookware. I don’t use bowls to cook chili out of, so he goes on saying that the only difference between the pot and the bowl is that one has a handle. So now I’m even more angry because he’s insulting me, and the fact he hasn’t taken into consideration that that damn chicken has been done for a good 5 hours and he believes that the sauce needs to be cooked too or “simmer” with the chicken.
With him its like I’m wrong every time he does something that pisses me off. If he would just realize how trifling it was to me that he would suggest that I cook out of a mixing bowl because he wanted to hog the only thing in the house that we can use to cook out of then maybe he would of just shut the hell up. I’m not one to get mad and stay mad, especially at him or anyone else I care about, it only took me 5 minutes to calm down and I’ve forgotten damn there why we were arguing. My whole point is, what the fuck was he thinking making such a stupid suggestion? Do I look like a caveman? Do I look like someone that lives in the jungle and all I have is a bowl and a campfire? He must think I’m his puppet and whatever he suggest that I do I’m going to do it, well he got another thing coming.

The Sims 3: Unlock Hidden Traits Mod
The Sims 3: Unlock Hidden Traits Mod
This Mod unlocks the hidden traits.
Unlocked traits are:
Pyromaniac: Ignite random things around you.
Immune to Fire: Sim becomes fireproof.
Makes No Messes:Sim will not make any mess.
Burglar: Sneak anywhere.
Can apprehend Burglar: Should be able to apprehend burglars.
Can Salute: “Salute” appears under Friendly menu.
Pizza Appreciator: More positive mood points for eating pizza.
Rocker: Natural feeling of rock-stardom.
Note: You must be logged in or have an account to download this mod.
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What the…?!?!
I don’t know about you or your sense of humor, but my friend who is always sending me such funny e-mails has been going around the internet finding pictures of people and I guess things like it.











Fail indeed.














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I use this one every CHANCE I GET.























What to do when your heart wants to stand up and scream but your mind won’t let you?
I have this feeling inside of me at times that makes me want to scream. There is a good 21 years worth of things bottled up inside and I have yet to find that one to actually tell them to. I haven’t cried in years. I think I was 15 or 16 the last time I cried. I mean really cry like just let it all out, real big crocodile tears but now, it feels like I need to scream and I don’t understand why. I mean, why now? I’ve been holding it in all of this time and I’ve been fine with that, now I have this urge to want to scream and cry about things I didn’t shed a tear for not once. It isn’t anything I’m guilty of or regret is just that, really bad things has happened to me in so many ways and I don’t know where to begin.
I keep picturing myself in the middle of a crowded room screaming until I can no longer care that people are staring. I want to cry so bad it makes me sick sometimes, the thing with that is I don’t know how to cry any more. Its been so long, I don’t have a clue to how to cry or to shed one tear. I don’t have a family at all, its just me and my boyfriend. My best friend is dead, he died on his way to come pick me up last year and someone hit him. When that happened it took a good 72 hours for it to sink in, I didn’t know what to do with myself, I cried a little that day but I stopped and after that day I didn’t shed not one tear, I got over it so fast its like I never had a best friend that died. Its been like that since I can remember. When something tragic happens its only tragic for 24 hours or so and then I’m over it. Some call me heartless because of that, others call me pathetic, a lot of people call me cruel but that isn’t my fault I don’t know how to react or handle pain.
I got so many things on my chest I want to let go but I’m so scared to because it’ll feel like I’m betraying myself; I made a promise to myself that I wouldn’t open up to anyone being that they wouldn’t understand also because I wouldn’t even know where to begin. I have this barrier up and I fear it will never come down for as long as I shall live, I don’t think I want it to. A lot would argue that this crap I’m going through isn’t healthy but I believe holding all of this pain in is keeping me sane, keeping me from going into a screaming rage. I know if I ever get that chance to truly scream or cry like I want, I won’t be able to stop.
Everyday I wake up and every night before I go to sleep I want to scream and cry, cry and scream. I just want someone to listen to me for once without a single judgmental thing to say to me. I’m so sick of psychiatrists just sitting there nodding their heads and handing me anti-depressants, I don’t want that any more, I want my best friend back, I want to be able to sit and talk it out without someone trying to butt in telling me my emotions are wrong.
I’ve always believed strongly in my heart that crying was a sign of weakness being that I was raised by people who used abuse to keep me from having my own mind. Not once have I’ve fallen and cried was there someone to hug me and tell me it was going to be okay. Not once have I lost someone and it hurt me so much that I wanted to stay in my room and cry till I died was there someone there to hug me and tell me It’ll will get better. Not once did ever I know what affectionate was. As a child and well into my teens I was forced to suck it up and get over it, I was made to act as if crying was a sign of me being a weakling. They would make fun of me when I cried, laugh, mock, pry at me me for being someone with feelings. Now that I’m older I can still hear them make fun of me when they laughed and mocked me, I cannot even think about crying and I can hear them standing around me pointing at me laughing. Now, I’m always on the defensive, I don’t let anyone try and be affectionate towards me. I don’t like hugging because I feel that I’m weak if I show someone I care about them.
I know how to get mad easier than anything else, I know how to just have my guard up and be on the defensive all of the time. I keep trying to put in my head that my family doesn’t control me any more, they can’t make me feel bad for showing emotions but it doesn’t work. I feel trapped within my own emotions and I feel like I have no way of getting away from them. I want to be able to say I love you to someone without feeling awkward, I want to be able to hug someone without hearing my family scream at me, “stop being weak you fool, we don’t hug people around here”, I want to break out of what my family has done to me but before all of that I want to just scream and cry and I don’t even care If I don’t have a reason to do so, I just want to be free of what my family has done to me and I feel the only way I can do that is to just scream and cry.

The Broiled Diver
Fire Authorities in California found a corpse in a burnt out section of forest whilst assessing the damage done by a forest fire. The body was dressed in a full wetsuit, complete with a dive tank, flippers and face mask.
A postmortem examination revealed that the diver did not die from burns, but from massive internal injuries. Investigators then set about determining how a fully clad diver ended up in the middle of a forest fire. They found that, on the day of the fire, the person went for a diving trip off the coast – some 20 MILES away from the forest.
The firefighters, seeking to control the fire as quickly as possible, called in a fleet of helicopters with very large buckets. The buckets were dropped into the ocean for rapid filling, then flown to the forest fire and emptied. The diver was scooped out of the ocean, into the bucket and dropped over the fire.

Malin Kundang [The Indonesian Myth]
A long time ago, in a small village near the beach in West Sumatera, lived a woman and her son, Malin Kundang. Malin Kundang’s father had passed away when he was a baby, and he had to live hard with his mother.
Malin Kundang was a healthy, diligent, and strong child. He usually went to the sea to catch fish, and brought it to his mother, or sold it in the town.
One day, when Malin Kundang was sailing as usual, he saw a merchant’s ship which was being raided by a small band of pirates. With his bravery and power, Malin Kundang defeated the pirates. The merchant was so happy and asked Malin Kundang to sail with him. Malin Kundang agreed.
Many years later, Malin Kundang became a wealthy merchant, with a huge ship, loads of trading goods, many ship crews, and a beautiful wife. In his journey, his ship landed on a beach. The villagers recognized him, and the news ran fast in the town: Malin Kundang became a rich man and now he is here. His mother, in deep sadness after years of loneliness, ran to the beach to meet her beloved son again.
When the mother came, Malin Kundang, in front of his well dressed wife, his crews and his own glory, denied to meet that old, poor and dirty woman. For three times she begged Malin Kundang and for three times yelled at her. At last Malin Kundang said to her “Enough, old woman! I have never had a mother like you, a dirty and ugly peasant!” Then he ordered his crews to set sail.
Enraged, she cursed Malin Kundang that he would turn into a stone if he didn’t apologize. Malin Kundang just laughed and set sail. In the quiet sea, suddenly a thunderstorm came. His huge ship was wrecked and it was too late for Malin Kundang to apologize. He was thrown by the wave out of his ship, fell on a small island, and suddenly turned into stone.

AIDS Mary
A group of young college women went to Florida for spring break. While there, one of them met the perfect man and fell madly in love. By the end of the week they were engaged but when spring break ended the girl had to fly home.
When they were saying goodbye at the airport, the man gave her a ring box in which she assumed was an engagement ring. When she got home, she excitedly told her family and friends all about “Mr. wonderful”, and with them gathered around her she opened the ring box, which contained a toy skeleton and a piece of paper which said “Welcome to the world of AIDS.“
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