Cerberus_V666

2 years, 6 months, and 15 days

Mon, 29 Jan 2007 22:31:11 GMT

That's how long it's been since I posted *here*. Picked up a myspace about a year and a half ago, haven't posted much there either, but it does exist...just look for cerberusv6.66@gmail.com.

Beyond that...well...mmm...I think I just felt like dropping that bit of information off for anybody here who follows any comments I've made on any of my friends lj's, ^^. This page is pretty much dead...but...yeah. ^^

SILENCIA FOOLS!

Wed, 14 Jul 2004 22:08:50 GMT

That subject is COMPLETELY random...just had an urge.

To be perfectly honest, I don't even know why I'm posting...it's been so long since my last post that people have even stopped bugging me about it.

Oh well, I suppose I'll blab on about yesterday, which was fun, yet just served to rub my nose in the fact that Fallbrook is full of a whole lot of nothing.

Ahh, screw it...lol..my urge to post just died...in any case, those who care were either with me, or know somebody who was with me...I think I need to go find a cause to write articles about...maybe then my urge to write will come back.

First post of the new quarter

Fri, 02 Apr 2004 22:34:00 GMT

Wow, it's been awhile huh?
Anybody else notice how I tend to begin my posts like that? I mean really, it's quite sad. I even went so far at the beginning of the quarter as to say that I would not only post every day, I'd even give you all a poem today.

God, I'm a hypocrite.

Anyways, summary of my life at Riverside:
First quarter, fun socially, alright academically.
Second quarter: alright socially, horrible academically.
Third quarter: I don't like the trend, so I'm going to break it! This quarter shall be wonderful in all ways, and I shall get off of Academic Probation. Hehe.

Alrighty, that's enough for now. I'm being cheap and copping out, I know, but...ya konw what? SCREW YOU ALL!

:P

A Day in the Life of

Fri, 26 Mar 2004 06:24:21 GMT

A day in the life of Phillip!!!!!

Ah...how productive...
Today Phillip woke up at the ungodly hour of 6am. He talked to people, read stuff, played computer games, read articles on stuff...

Then he went over to Liz's place (woohoo!!!). Yeah, he and everyone else spent like an hour at Blockbuster to find movies, yet they did not even watch the movies they got. (Hmm...).

Everyone played Karaoke!!! yeah baby!!! Phillip sucked. Cute CG guys!!!

Brenda likes pretty boys--pretty boys with longish hair, or at least hair she can run her fingers through without gross-ass gel all over it to make it crusty, hard, or jelllyish. Yeah, I"m just writing random things for Phillip's livejournal 'cuz he's not updating his damn thingy. Oh yeah, Brenda's xanga is the coolest. ^_^ Yeah, I don't know how to link dangit....too bad.

cut to nowhere...lovely

The Butterfly Effect

Fri, 06 Feb 2004 04:10:41 GMT

Arial CYR;Arial;Why oh why did I wait two weeks to go see this movie?

Why the hell didn't I just listen to my gut instinct, and go to see it the night it came out?

Then, I woulda known to save up money, so I wouldn't feel bad about seeing it again this weekend like I'm going to.

In short, it is good...very good...loads of suspense and things that actually surprised me(and that, I must say, is a huge surprise, in and of itself) in the beginning, and...oh,I don't know, just go see it yourself.

It was good, I really liked it, it gets my seal of approval and all that crap.

Now just go see it.

Much Naruto...much!

Thu, 29 Jan 2004 21:18:47 GMT

Hehe...I've been a bit remiss in my posting, and apparently, of my audience of one regular reader and two occasional ones, the regular feels it's her place to complain, and so I bow to her will.

I would have posted more recently, but well, not much has been happening. My life has, in a nutshell, been downloading movies and watching Naruto. In the last 5 days i've watched the first 40 episodes, as well as all of trigun.

Hmm...more later, if I can drag myself away from Naruto for another few minutes.

Fuck this shit, I'm outta here

Tue, 20 Jan 2004 23:46:55 GMT

Long time no post..weekends at home are, though unltimately restful, a bitch when it comes to maintaining all my online contacts.

Nothing more to say...in class...professor spending far too much time on his examples...and, so I surf the net..

Sleep....need sleep

Fri, 16 Jan 2004 17:17:21 GMT

Blahtey Blah....in CS again...didn't sleep last night, no doubt because instead of sleeping night before last, i went to the Rho Delta Chi party...and thus went to sleep immediately after class yesterday, woke up at 6:30, and that pus me at...about 8 hours of sleep in the last 3 days.

Fun stuff.

Another sleepless night

Wed, 14 Jan 2004 09:32:47 GMT

And for the second time in the past 4 days, I go without sleep.

I don't know whats up with me...I just can't seem to convince my mind to turn off...nothing really wrong with that, I suppose, other than my need to be alive during class tomorrow morning.

Bleh.

on an unrelated note, i was talking to Brenda on AIM, and she pointed me out to the LJ's of a number of people we knew in high school, with the added comment that she was surprise at how superficial they all were. See, these individuals were the AP class/Club presidents/all around good student/popular/whatever the hell else you wnat to call them individuals...

What caught my attention wasn's so much the fact that these people(all at the least better than average acquaintances of mine) were so superficial, but rather, the fact that I rarely encounter and LJ or blog of substance.

People are superficial, period.

Even my own LJ, at this point, contains nothing of any significance whatsoever. My old blog, www.insidethebox.blogspot.com, is only slightly better.

well, more on this subject some other time, no doubt

Sat, 10 Jan 2004 03:41:54 GMT

Ehh, forget it...no desire to go clubbing tonight.

Being 18...

Sat, 10 Jan 2004 02:38:55 GMT

Tonight, for the first since I turned it, I'm actually gonna take advantage of being 18...first a little serving of The Last Samurai, then off to the club go I.

^_^

Buses....ewww

Fri, 09 Jan 2004 06:32:09 GMT

Does anybody here realize just how difficult it is maintaining your balance while standing on a bus with a driver who doesn't know how the hell to brake softly when you have 15 pounds of STUFF slung over your shoulder?

GRRR.

Utena good

Thu, 08 Jan 2004 23:09:10 GMT

Just saw the Revolutionary Girl Utena AMV, And the Two Shall Meet, and I now have an irresistible urge to go see both the movie and the TV series.

Liz.....gimme!a

Good TA's who happen to be bastards.

Thu, 08 Jan 2004 22:04:22 GMT

And another post from me, this one about the nazi TA I have for my CS lab. Unlike my previous TA, regardless of how quickly we complete the assignment, he still requires us to sit on our ass doing nothing for the remainder of the three hours.

Of course, now that I have my laptop, I really didn't sit on my ass doing nothing, but still, it's the principle of the matter.

Another post!!!!

Wed, 07 Jan 2004 21:34:06 GMT

Hmm...what to say...I"m sitting in the library...have realized that I missed my 7 am class becuase I thought it was at 10 am.

*double frown*

And, on another note, for some reason the wireless network has NO POWER AT ALL for my computer in my little corner of the commons. Not good, very annoying, especially when you're anxiously waiting to learn the location of one of your classes because, after all, the school doesn't know what the hell their doing, it's the day of the first session of the class and it's still TBA.

argh.

I like those one line expressons of emotion...I really do.

Oh, and about the happy aspect of my annoyance...I"m using my laptop on the wireless network in the library with no trouble at all, and the internet is good.

Posting while in clss

Wed, 07 Jan 2004 17:28:01 GMT

And now, since I can use my laptop while in CS 12, I am posting!

yay, go me.

Anyways, just a quick note...I realized that I really really like philosophy...logic is fun, although I must remember to actually disagree with people who are wrong...I tend to just sit there and watch whenever anybody poses a seemingly difficult, though flawed, question.

OMFG I MISSED A POSTING DAY!!!

Wed, 07 Jan 2004 03:36:28 GMT

I'm almost annoyed at myself.

Almost.

^_^

A tiny digression...has anybody else realized how blasphemous the phrase OMFG really is?
1. You're using the Lord's name in vain.
2. You're referring an act which is generally taboo, in direct relation to God.

Oh well, isn't as though I care...atheists have that luxury.

^_^

Anyways, I finally got my laptop over the Christmas break, after many trials(to be described below), and got myself on the internet at UCR last night. Of course, me being me, I started to write my first post, which was essentially nothing but me exulting over my new laptop, when I found that my laziness had far more power than I thought it did and was forcing me to go lie down...after about five seconds of which, I realized that laptops are mobile, and I could go online while lying down...

Unfortunately, my ethernet cable's about 3 inches too short for me to actually lie down and type, so the potential post for last night died.

*pauses for a moment of silence for what could have been*

*continues*

Alrighty, on to the trials and travails of my quest to gain a laptop. It's really quite simple. My father got a laptop from Fry's Electronics the day after Thanksgiving with the intention of giving it to me as a Christmas/Birthday gift...he took it home...checked it out...everything worked fine...I received it on Christmas...it stopped working later that day.

*frown*

So, we took it back...got our money back...went to a number of computer stores...found another laptop, one better than the previous one, and got that one instead, with me paying the price difference.

And so, now I have a laptop.

Anyways, I shall now post my schedule for the new quarter here at wonderful UCR (note the sarcasm) so you can all gasp at how much free time I have.
Monday:
8:10-9:00 Philophy 008, Introduction to Logic
9:10-10:00 Computer Science 12, CS for engineering 2
10:10-11:00 Philosophy Discussion

Tuesday:
3:40-5:00 Economics 002, Macroeconomics

Wednesday:
8:10-9:00 Philophy 008, Introduction to Logic
9:10-10:00 Computer Science 12, CS for engineering 2
10:10-11:00 Economics Discussion

Every other Wednesday:
3:40-5:00, Technical and Critical Analysis of Electronic Gaming Seminar

Thursday:
8:10-11:00 Computer Science 12 Lab
3:40-5:00, Economics 002, Macroeconomics

Friday:
8:10-9:00 Philophy 008, Introduction to Logic
9:10-10:00 Computer Science 12, CS for engineering 2

And there ya have it folks....a shytload of free time, which shall hopefully be filled with work, because money is good, and I tend to spend too much of it on books.

Anyways, peace out ya'll, and because Tipso says so, I'm a grape, and very pokeable!

Hell yeah.

'cause Clover did it

Wed, 10 Dec 2003 22:21:05 GMT

1. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.
2. Am I loveable?
3. How long have you known me?
4. When and how did we first meet?
5. What was your first impression?
6. Do you still think that way about me now?
7. If I was an ice cream flavor, which would I be and why?
8. What do you think my weakness is?
9. Do you think I'll get married?
10. What makes me happy?
11. What makes me sad?
12. What reminds you of me?
11. What song reminds you of me. Why?
13. If you could give me anything what would it be?
14. How well do you know me?
15. Do you consider me a good friend?
16. When's the last time you saw me?
17. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?
18. Would you make a move on me?
19. Do you think I could kill someone?
20. Who would play me in a movie?
21. What book or movie character would be my best archnemesis?
22. Describe me in one word.
23. Do you think our friendship is getting stronger/weaker/or staying the same?
24. Do you feel that you could talk to me about anything and I would listen?
25. Do I cross your mind at least 2 times a day?
26. Are you going to put this on your livejournal and see what I say about you?

Another Day, Another Entry

Tue, 23 Sep 2003 01:03:30 GMT

I'd just like to take this opportunity....to say....that my posting will be rather more infrequent than I actually planned up until about halfway through October, at which point I will have a laptop and will spend an unhealthy amount of time on the internet.

Thank you, come again.

First Day of Freedom

Sun, 21 Sep 2003 04:33:45 GMT

Ahh...freedom. As I sit in my room, I remember hearing the word reverberate through the walls of my apartment as soon as one of my suitemates parents left. I wonder now if I, too, was perhaps supposed to feel the same relief he did when my parents left, rather than a rush of misery at the realizatioin that my family would go home, and my little sister would cry herself to sleep tonight...is very likely doing it even as I write.

*sigh*

Such is hte price college extracts from my framily. My mother must walk up the hall each day with thek nowledge that I will NOT be at the end of it, my dad must look elsewhere for someone with whom to discuss the vagaries of life. My brother must finish his last year of elementary school and take the first steps of the path to adulthood with a shoulder to punch when things go wrong, as they always do. My grandmother...well, lets just let is suffice to say that she'll resume the solitary day life she endured before I graduated. Even my dog will, for the next few weeks, mourn my absence ever night.

*sigh*
And in exchange for the stability of a house which is a home, I have received a four bedroom suite, seven roommates, the opportunity to shape my future, and the right to destroy it.

All in all, a fair, though painful, trade

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Suitemate status:

Augustine: Pretty nice guy, a bit more serious than the rest of us when it comes to things that we must do, but all in all somebody I'd enjoy hanging out with.

Benjamin: Very cool guy...laid-back guitar player....another winner. ^_^

Eddie: Another interesting individual, in the good way...an, as he puts is, "emo-freak".

Toms: The token white guy...we've got 5 asians, 1 mutt(Black/Mexican, me), 1 black guy, and Toms...Track and Field guy...went to private high school...got a, as he puts it, "chill dad", so it's all good.

James: I dunno...He's been out the whole day, getting stuff from his house, and won't ebe back until tomorrow evening.

Ikenna: My roommate, the token black guy to match Toms' token white status. Yet another individual who doesn't seem to be enough of a dick in any aspect of his personality to be a less than choice roommate.

One other guy: Can't remember his name, just like James, he hasn't been in at all.

Disasters at Disneyland

Fri, 05 Sep 2003 23:19:21 GMT

I was planning on saving any more posts to this blog, as well as a revamping of it's template, for my first day of college, but I heard about the incident at disneyland today, and just had to do a little bit of research on it, and comment.

Firstly, I checked for some sites about previous fatal accidents, and came up with this one,
which is actually impartial enough for me to link to it and possible give them some hits.

Then, the next link I click on yielded the following article, which I refuse to link to, and will instead copy the text of. It was written by one John Marr, author of Murder can be Fun.

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Beneath Disneyland's glittering facade lurks something malevolent, something lethal. In the Magic Kingdom, life is not all pixie dust and happy, fairy tale endings. Behind the mouse's perpetually forced grin, there is more than a trace of the death head"s grimace. For not all of the millions of "guests" entering the park in search of fantasy and pleasure survive to see the Electric Parade. They will leave the park in body bags, struck down by fantasy "attractions" run amok.
Defenders of the All-American Way of Life, Orange County style, will immediately counter with the old transportation argument: "Why, you're more likely to die on the way to the park than inside." And right they are. Although history does not record the number of Disneyland-bound families wiped out on the Santa Ana freeway, other modes of transport do demonstrate the dangers. In 1968 alone, the Disneyland/LAX helicopter service suffered two of the worst civilian chopper crashes in U.S. history. In May, a helicopter carrying 23 people lucky enough to leave the park alive disintegrated in mid-air and crashed. There were no survivors. Less than three months later, a Disneyland-bound chopper crashed on a Compton playing ground, killing all 21 would-be "guests" and crew on board. Even the stroll from the parking lot to the park entrance is not without its risks. In 1987 a gang fight in one of the lots erupted in gunfire, leaving one youth dead and a bystander injured.

But this is beside the point: to place yourself at the mercy of Disneyland itself is to risk mangling, mutilation, and even death. From 1955 (when the park opened) to 1963, Disneyland's safety record was flawless. Not all of their "guests" left happy, but they did leave alive. Tragically, this perfect record ended in May of 1964, instituting the era of carnage that continues today.

The killer attraction: the Matterhorn. The event: a party for 10,000 Long Beach Elks and their guests. Its tragic first victim: 15 year old Mark Maples of Long Beach. Near the summit of the simulated bobsled ride, Mark felt a sudden, inexplicable need to stand up. It's not clear whether he merely wanted to stretch his legs or was confusing the ride with more traditional Angeleno sports as surfing or skiing. His friends heard a thump, some noise, and Mark was gone; no screams or triumphant shouts of Kawabunga! He landed on the track a few feet down, with a skull fracture and various internal injuries. He never regained consciousness, and died four days later. The Matterhorn had claimed its first victim. The Matterhorn would earn its underground sobriquet of "widow maker" in January, 1984. This time its victim was no innocent, hi-jinking teenager, but a respectable, 48 year old matron. Dollie Young of Fremont had been enjoying an impromptu Disneyland visit with old friends. Disney workers swear they had buckled her in but, two thirds of the way down the slopes, her so called "safety" belt was definitely unbuckled. She fell from the car and, as she bounced along the track, a second speeding sled smashed into her. She was pronounced dead at the scene from massive head and chest injuries.
Equally hazardous to park visitors is the PeopleMover. Hurtling through the sterile corporate future of Tomorrowland at a speed of two miles per hour, it is plainly a menace to the life and limb of every guest. In August of 1967, less than two months after its opening Rick Yama, a 15-year old boy from Hawthorne, innocently attempted to change cars as the PeopleMover passed through a tunnel. Unfortunately, he slipped and, as the papers reported, was "found wedged between two cars with his head and the upper part of his body crushed".
The PeopleMover killed a second time under even more tragic circumstances: a Grad Night party. On the sad June night in 1980, the park was filled close to capacity with 18,000 young people celebrating their high school graduation. The crowd included 260 graduates of San Diego High. Only 259 would survive to receive their diplomas. In the early morning hours, their classmate Geraldo Gonzalez attempted to change cars as the PeopleMover tore through the "Super Speed" tunnel. He stumbled and fell. A second speeding PeopleMover train struck, crushed him beneath its cruel hard rubber wheels.

Rides aren't the only attractions at Disneyland; nor are they the only killers. Consider Tom Sawyer Island, located in the middle of the Rivers of America, accessible solely by raft. Although it and the surrounding river are as fake and man-made as Sleeping Beauty's castle, it appears to be an innocent, rustic oasis of nature in a sea of synthetic "imagineering." In reality, the land form beckons guests to their deaths, much like the Sirens of classical mythology.

The island's sinister spell claimed its first victim in June, 1973. Bodgen De Laurot, an 18-year Brooklyn man, and his younger brother, decided to watch the nightly fireworks display from the island. Unfortunately, the rafts to and from the island stop running at dusk. After the fireworks, the brothers found themselves stranded a la "Swiss Family Robinson" but, rather than build a tree house, they did what any true red-blooded American young man would do Ñ they swam for it. History does not record if the river was too swift, the water too cold, or the distance too great. What is known is that only one survived. In June of 1983, the island lured a second young man to his death in yet another Grad Night tragedy. That evening, Phil Straughan of Albuquerque and a friend "borrowed" an inflatable rubber maintenance boat for an impromptu nighttime cruise. Near the deadly island, they struck a rock and Phil was flung into the river. Phil, a football player, was no match for the power of the Rivers of America, whose four feet of cold, cruel water closed in over his head. Rescuers recovered his drowned body an hour later.

The entire park exerts a similar, irresistible lure. For years, management has hyped Disneyland as the American Mecca, making every American feel that they must make the pilgrimage. The only catch is that the park charges a stiff admission price—not everyone can afford it. One of these poor souls never made it in, and died trying. Guy Cleveland, a 19-year old Northridge man, attempted to enter the park along the monorail track. He climbed a 16-foot fence, disregarded the security guard's shouted warnings, and evidently ignored the sound of the rapidly approaching train. It dragged him thirty or forty feet before it could stop. The newspapers could only describe his body as "badly mangled". By far the grimmest and most widely-criticized events in Disneyland's blood-splattered history was the park's first homicide in March 1981. The victim was Mel Yorba, an 18-year old Riverside man, who was attending a private party thrown by a local defense contractor. His family recalled that the young people were simply out "to have a good time".
The "good time" ended around 10 P.M. in the deadly confines of Tomorrowland. James O'Criscoll, a 28-year old man from San Diego, accused Yorba of touching his girlfriend. There was a scuffle; blows were exchanged. O'Driscoll pulled a knife. Then, either O'Driscoll brutally stabbed Yorba, or Yorba stumbled while lunging forward, impaling himself on the blade. The jury believed the former. Eventually this scuffle would cost the killer eight years to life for second-degree murder and Disney would be found negligent (park officials did not call paramedics) to the tune of $600, 000, making Yorba (or at least his family) one of the few victims to win compensation for his injury.

Yes, beneath the sunshine and smiles, and behind the fun and fantasy, lurk true danger and real death. The crowds queued up in the hour-long lines aren't just media-tranquilized consumers. Rather, they are sheep being led to the slaughter by a startling array of anthropomorphic rodents, pigs and puppets playing the part of the Judas goat. Those treasured E-tickets are but one-way passes to the morgue.

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Good god, is that thing biased!! Hell, most of those deaths are candidates for the Darwin Awards.

Anyways, I suppose this incident, and the fact that I was planning to go to Disneyland next week before I heard this, and am still planning on going in spite of it, just goes to show that disney can afford to kill people.

"For the love of beatings, I shall discombobulate the entire world!!!"

Thu, 28 Aug 2003 01:58:56 GMT

A Real Post

Sat, 16 Aug 2003 00:10:37 GMT

I suppose this is my first real post, considering how the previous one just doesn't, by my standards at least, cut it.

Anyways, onto the thought of the moment...I just got done watching John Q., and for some reason, all throughout the movie, at all those emotional scenes where it shows how the protaganist has the support of the masses, I actually felt touched. It was a strange sensation...generally, movies don't have any effect on me, simply because they're movies, and thus, not worthy of emotion, and this movie didn't cause any sensation such as that I felt this time when I watched it the first time. I don't know what's wrong with me...feels kinda weird.

Finally!

Tue, 05 Aug 2003 02:38:47 GMT

...and so I have an LJ, w/o the client.