DoF Rantings

5 Things I Hate by Sichae

Sun, 09 Dec 2007 17:42:20 +0100

5: Kids with hats that haven't bent the bill, still retain the gold sticker on the brim, and have them cocked on their head. Seriously, you look like idiots. I understand that some big Hip-Hop guy did it and now it is cool, but come on. You're not that guy, so don't imitate him. Also, the baggy shorts have to go. Sometimes, when I see people out in public wearing this attire, I don't know if the shorts were made specially long, or if they bought some fat kids jeans. If you are wearing a belt, tighten it.

4: Emo kids. Guys shouldn't be wearing tight pants. I was looking at a photo gallery a couple months ago and saw the top of a person's head with a blue hair thing in it and I thought to myself, "This is definitely a chick." Boy, was I wrong. It was some dude with a lip piercing, waxed eyebrows, and makeup. I'm for people expressing their homosexuality (Be true to oneself), but all the kissing guys just to kiss guys needs to stop. Your music sucks, you suck, your fashion sucks. Go fuck yourself with a pinecone, you are not an individual, you are not unique. You are being abused by the fashion and music industry that is preying on the low self-esteem of the teenaged human. Congrats, peon. Welcome to the Machine.

3: Current Rap music. I like hip-hop, but to a certain degree. Aesop Rock, Fort Minor, Nas' latest album, mcchris (nerdcore), Common. No, I don't know the Soulja Boy dance and I want to punch Lil' Jon everytime I hear, "Okay!" If you are some talentless asshat, you can make money in the rap scene. It doesn't take much. I do believe MC Lars said it best in the song, "Generic Crunk Rap":

Phrase about my gun, rhyme about my loot
Phrase about these haters I sometimes have to shoot
Rhyme about my clothes,
props to my hometown (Carmel Valley!)
Lyrics that say nothing - cause that's how we get down
Phrase about my clique, don't step to me punk
Gratuitous rhyme about keeping it crunk
Big ups to our genre, we do it our own way
It's just too bad our songs don't have anything to say!

2: New "rock" music. I cringe when I turn on the radio to once glorious 94.1. I will take my oldies, thank you very much. Songs about suicide, girls breaking up with you, crying about your parents (save for Will Smith, because he was a badass). There is this generic 70's style of sound that is/was making a resurgence. To me, that is kinda okay because that was great music, but they are totally not doing it in the same excellence. Screamo can seriously just die off. Now. I can't stand the Screamo bellow when it is completely unnecessary. "So cut my wrists and black my eyes/CUT MY WRISTS AND BLACK MY EYES/So I can fall asleep tonight/Or die." Like the new rap scene, it is easy to make money in this way. Even if you are sellout, at least you have millions. :) Great kick in the balls to old rock and roll. Fall Out Boy is not punk, get it straight. There is no such thing as punk in this day and age, unless you go underground or are listening to established punk bands. It is all well and good that you are making music to promote some sort of social issue, but only one doesn't cut it. If I am listening to a CD and one song is about political unrest and the next is about falling for some dude, I am going to get pissed.

1: People who whine and bitch about their position in life, but do nothing to change it. Everyone has the means to create a better situation for them self. "I hate my job and am not making enough money." Get another job that pays more or a second job. "I'm not qualified." Take out a loan and go to college. "I don't want to go back to school." Too fucking bad. "I am going to be short on money this week." Okay. "I can't afford food." Take that gold chain from around your neck and sell it. I am fucking sick and tired of people looking for sympathy, when they know that they can do better. They are just completely unwilling to work towards something better and that is their problem, not mine. "You have to help the homeless." No, I really don't. Sure, I'll give money to them from time to time, but I am not going to completely fund them, as more than half will turn around and spend the money on alcohol or drugs. I'm sorry, but just because the world comes crashing down around you and you don't feel like changing, that doesn't mean that life has to stay that way. Tim McIlrath said it well, "Life for you has been less than kind/So take a number, stand in line/We've all been sorry, we've all been hurt/But how we survive is what makes us who we are."

I don't mean to be a complete dick, but there are things that just tick me off.

I pledge allegiance... by Sichae

Tue, 10 Apr 2007 00:00:00 +0200

As a kid in the United States, we are taught that phrase and repeat it every morning. As a kid in the United States, we are taught to respect and cherish the flag of our country and honour it every morning. When these kids grow up, it loses its meaning, however terrible that sounds. It grows to be a chore that one must endure, rather than cherish. As these teenagers grow, it becomes even more of a chore, due to the time at which this ritual occurs. The chant that once was told to be respected has become nothing more than an obstacle of one's day. Our youth has no pride for a country, a country which shows no pride for its youth.

I pledge allegiance, to the World. That is how I feel. My heart does not belong to a flag, nor a country. It belongs to myself and the world. I awake every morning and thank the world for being alive, not the flag that lies lifeless on the coffins of the soldiers that are just as still inside. My body belongs to the world, not to a country that is taking soldiers away from their loved ones, years before they should be shipped out again. My mind speaks volumes for those that don't possess the ability or the knowledge of the English language, those that are trapped in poverty and third world situations. I support our troops, but not the war they are fighting.

What can I do? A single person, hidden amongst the pages of history. Never doubt the ability of a single person who has the emotion to call for change. My fist rises through the air, signifying the fight I have left in this body. We can speak for those that are unable to: the soldiers that lost their lives, the children left among the rubble of their fallen Iraqi cities, the families torn apart by this country's arrogance.

I pledge allegiance, to the World.

My Music by Sichae

Mon, 19 Feb 2007 00:00:00 +0100

"Chris, what kind of music do you like?" That is a question that I get asked quite often. Now, some of you may already know the answer, but I'll restate it: Classical, Classic Rock, Rap, Rock, Alternative, Techno, and Punk. The influences for these types of music span my entire lifetime, starting back when I was a youngster, to even more recently (in the last 2 months).

Classical: This one started one day while I was surfing the radio stations. It has been a long time since I've toyed with the dial, so I haven't been up on current music and whatnot, but whatever. I settled on this one channel that was funded/produced by WXXI/PBS and it would play classical music all the time. As I didn't like anything at the time (mainly boy bands and crap), I quickly fell in love and often found myself zoning out while listening to this music.

Classic Rock: Every time I set foot into my father's car, I can be guaranteed 3 things: heat, speed, and the oldies station. Some of my best memories of music are just sitting on my dad's car and jamming out to Queen, The Who, and Creedence Clearwater Revival. As I grew up, my tastes for music became more refined due to this knowledge of form of music.

Rap: Once again, this would have to be due to my eldest brother, as he was the one that introduced me to Ice Cube and the Beastie Boys. As my life went on, I began listening to Eminem and more affluent rappers, but then fell out of it for the longest time. Only recently, while listening to Gym Class Heroes (more hip-hop), Lupe Fiasco, Fort Minor, and Chronic Future (some of their stuff is rap), have I become more involved in the genre. I don't find much use in listening to Eminem's new albums, as the old stuff is where I feel I connected the best with what he was trying to say.

Rock: I've always been a rock fan, for as long as I can remember. My earliest memories of rock would have to be sitting in my brother's room and listening to Korn (technically, they are classified as Nu Metal, but those type of 'media' genres can go jump of a cliff). Ever since then, I had found myself acclimating to different forms of music than my friends were listening to, as they listened to Pop and I would just be rocking out. I can't remember exact bands that I would listen to, as most of them just faded with time.

Alternative: This is a more recent taste, as I've become a bit more interested in coding over the past two years and have found this genre to get me in a coding mood. Beck and Regina Spektor help out a lot with coding, as they are able to soothe me and put me in that distracted place where I am able to focus the best (yeah, it doesn't make sense to me either). Within the past week, I had stumbled upon Tally Hall and have found them to be good for relaxing.

Techno: I don't know who to thank, but I think it may actually be Cartoon Network for this. If I recall correctly, I was watching Toonami one day and they had the music video for Daft Punk's, "One More Time" on. Within the duration of the song, I fell in love. Don't give me that bullshit about Electronica, House, D&B, or any of the other shit that Techno is divided into. Techno is Techno, and that is all there is to it. You can talk until you are blue in the face, but dividing a genre into meaningless counterparts is a waste of everyone's time.

Punk: Yes, the granddaddy of them all. My favourite genre and I'm damn proud of it. Yes, there is a sub-culture that is tied to the whole Punk scene, and I'm not a part of it. I hold true the beliefs, but I don't feel the need to outwardly project through my person the image of a stereotypical punk. Spikes, mohawks, tattered clothes? They just aren't my style. I'm more of an undercover punk, secretly punching people in the nuts while under the guise of a mild-mannered programmer. Bands such as: Refused, Rise Against, Strike Anywhere, Billy Talent, Distillers. I'm in love with it all. It can be hardcore screaming or it can be melodic. Whatever the case, I can always be found listening to punk each and every day of my life. I'd have to say that I enjoy making fun of those that consider Good Charlotte and shit like that to be punk.

Well, there it is. That is my music. Take it or leave it, I care not. If you think that one of the bands listed doesn't fall into the genre that I placed it in, then go fuck yourself. Semantics aren't welcome.

Youth of the Nation by Sichae

Fri, 19 Jan 2007 00:00:00 +0100

No, not the POD song. I used to be one of them, the Youth. Now that I've gotten older and can now look back, I see that the next crop of movers and shakers is sub-par. The MySpace generation, as it is called, chock full of children who refuse to accept reality as it is, and instead hide amongst their keyboards. Anyone can be anything on the internet, and while this was used for lonely guys to pose as lesbians to get some cybering, it is now being used for "artists, poets, and tortured souls" to come out of the woodwork. I'd just like to add, that from a programming point of view, MySpace is leading very impressionable minds to use shitty code generators that output hellish markup that could never make CSS validation in 1,000 years.

So, what have we got? Our country's youth, as a whole, is growing steadily weaker. Yes, we still do have our athletes, but more and more common do these "MySpace Kids" appear. No longer is their value in virginity, or pride in being drug-free. These kids pursue ever more dangerous means of gratification, and at the same time, they don't care what happens to their bodies in the process. Anything, when used in repetition, can create an addiction. I saw it with drugs when I was in High School. If things keep on the way they are going now, within the next 10 years, a quarter of the country will have some addiction that is drug-based. Thanks belond to the hippie generation of the 60's telling their kids it is okay to experiment with life-threatening drugs such as heroin or cocaine. Good job.

But, I digress. I have friends that have done drugs and they are still cool people. Yet, there is one small thing that separates them from this new crop: moderation. My friends all know how much to do, how often to do, what to do, and how to be safe. The new youth is rushing to get high, that they aren't taking the steps to be safe about it. Personally, I'd rather that my friends not need drugs to get to a "normal" place. However, it is not my place to say anything about their lives and I will continue to be their friends.

I guess I'll end on the note, that if I hear one more person saying that marijuana should be legalized, I will beat the living shit out of them. It is a stupid idea, the economy would not benefit as well as you think, people would move to ever more dangerous means of high, cartels would be more present, the rate of dropout would increase, the amount of junkies on the streets would increase, the amount of homeless would increase, and drug related violence would skyrocket. It is not a good idea and it never will be.

Console Wars: 7th Generation by Sichae

Tue, 24 Oct 2006 00:00:00 +0200

This upcoming generation of gaming is the first that I have ever reported on, yet I have existed throughout the majority of gaming generations. This time around, we have the Microsoft Xbox 360, the Sony Playstation 3, and the Nintendo Wii. Each has it's great points and each has it's faults. If anyone were to visit any of the respective forums, whether it be on gamefaqs.com or any other gaming site, you will find their respective fanboys mouthing off their respective views. After you sift through all of the bullshit and console-bashing, you find the area of enlightenment.

Microsoft Xbox 360: Our first look will be the Microsoft Xbox 360, hailed by many as "Sony Killer." Having gotten a year head start on the other two competing companies, they have shown that they are here to stay and have a large game library. Having a large game library has created successful consoles/systems in the past (Playstation, NES) and has destroyed others (Sega CD). The plan can be seen as buckshot, where the company puts out so many games, that even if 95% of them are crap, that last 5% is full of amazing games that drive the system (creating franchises, which inevitably lose much of their flavour. Example: Halo). The 360, as it will hereafter be referred to as, sports some hefty hardware with the ability to make games look quite elegant and retain massivity. Yet, this console, like it's previous incarnation, was/is wrought with bugs, hardware failure, and shitty games. While many look forward, when the console will have competition (starting around the Holiday Season), one can't help but wonder if it will perform as well as many would hope.

Sony Playstation 3: Next, we've got the Sony Playstation 3. Often the whipping boy of gaming elite, it does provide the power to contend with the 360. However, the inclusion of Blu-Ray, SIXAXIS, and the Cell Processor, haven't been favoured upon by both stockholders and gamers. Blu-Ray, a new type of disc medium, capable of holding 20 GB and more, had caught Sony's attention and they devoted much time and effort to including it. Ken Kutaragi, the CEO of Sony, had the rationale of making the console future-proof. As any gamer knows, the lifespan of a console is 5 years. Sony is trying to make the PS3 last for 10 years. They are banking so much on Blu-Ray, despite it's inevitable failure. Here are some reasons:

1. Many families have somewhat large DVD collections and are not going to pay to get Blu-Ray duplicates of said DVDs.
2. The TV market has been trying to get people hooked on HDTV for several years now. The majority of households don't own an HDTV, so they can't fully take advanted of what the PS3 has to offer with its Blu-Ray.
3. Including the Blu-Ray is going to cause Sony to lose hundreds of dollars per console sold. Sony's stock reflects this, showing that the consumer and stockholders don't have faith in Blu-Ray.

SIXAXIS, otherwise simply known as tilt-motion sensing, was unveiled in some sort of effort to somehow compete against Nintendo's Wii Remote, nowadays known as the Wiimote. Player's will notice, when they open up their PS3 packages on November 17th, that the Rumble Feature has been left out this time around. Sony claims that it had to be canned, due to it interfering with the motion sensing. Nintendo's Wiimote functions with rumble and motion sensing. Sony couldn't include the Rumble Feature because of a lawsuit. Naughty Sony, stealing technology.

Nintendo Wii: Nintendo's Wii, along with the DS, are hoping to expand the gaming market out of the current 16-24 male demograph. With the release of games like Nintendogs, Brain Age, and Animal Crossing: Wild World, Nintendo has effectively expanded the market to include older males, women, and kids lost in MySpace. This time around, Nintendo is not seeking to compete in the Console War. If they wished, they could've included all of the brute strength of the other two participants, but they didn't. Relying on disruption, Nintendo may very well win this console war. Not because of power, but because it will grow the market. With a strong launch and the loosening of reins on third-party support, Nintendo is going to do quite well in the 7th generation, whether people like to think or not.

George W. Bush by Sichae

Sat, 22 Jul 2006 00:00:00 +0200

George W. Bush, elected in 1999 to serve after William Clinton, has been running this country into the ground for the past 6 years. Since the beginning of his term, he has put money into the Military Branch, in order to secure his, and other wealthy oil tycoons, oil interests in the Middle Easy. This money, that has been so generously given towards the slaughter, rape and humiliation of Iraqi civilians, could have gone towards the Education of this country's youth, so that we wouldn't end up with another mistake like 'Dubbya.'

After September 11th, 'Dubbya' pushed towards a War on Terrorism, seemingly unheard of until a direct attack on the USA. Now using his power as president on such things as the Patriot Act, which deprives many American Citizens of their right to privacy, Legalizing Government Phone Taps without Consent, and whipping the entire country into a racist frenzy, has shown what his ability of President truly is.

'Dubbya,' possessing the gall to do so, went around the United Nations and began sending troops into Iraq, to find Sadaam Hussein (an old scar of 'Dubbya's father) and secure oil interests. Since then, America, as well as many other countries, have experienced a dramatic rise in oil prices. While some of this is attributed to Hurricane Katrina (as seen in the US), much of it is due to the close monopoly on oil reserves, where just a few groups can decide the prices of oil.

It seems like we have a couple more years left of him and we are going to have to tough it out. Sadly, he is too stupid to realize that his approval rating exists below 40% and much of the country is pissed off about his recent veto of a bill to allow more funding towards Stem Cell research. If it were me, I'd want to protect the lives of those that are already living, rather than those that have no sentience, no thought, no being.

All I am saying, I guess, is: Fuck you, George W. Bush. Fuck you right in your arse.

Know-It-Alls by Sichae

Fri, 02 Jun 2006 00:00:00 +0200

Now, I use that term, Know-It-All, loosely because they don't actually know it all. I recently got into a verbal altercation with a person about a stupid subject and it suddenly hit me. "Why am I arguing with this girl?" I've known her since I have been a youngin and I know, or should know by now, that her word is law. She can never be wrong and arguing against her, or saying something that she doesn't think is right, is futile.

Which brings me to my current rant: Those that don't accept other's idea and opinions. If you ever run across one of these people, make sure to avoid any argument. It will only end in raised voices, mud slinging and exhaustion. Ever played tennis against a brick wall? They are fucking relentless. After this argument, I said to the girl, "You need to understand how the world works." Now, I didn't say this in a demeaning way towards women, but I meant that she needs to realize that there are times when she will be wrong and she will just have to accept them.

If you ever find a Know-It-All rampaging about, lock your doors, board up your windows, hide your children and get out your shotgun, because nothing will detour them other than death.

Happy Beaner Free Day! by Thalia

Tue, 09 May 2006 00:00:00 +0200

Disclaimer: Plenty of my friends are of Hispanic descent. In fact, a very close friend of mine is only legal because her mother gave birth to her in this country. So while the following are my true thoughts and feelings, I am not racist or prejudiced against Hispanics.

Congress has been toying with the idea of passing a legislation concerning the 11+ million illegal immigrants who have-and are- flocking to the United States. Recently these immigrants decided to make a stand to show us their importance in our economy.

On May 1, 2006 almost five hundred thousand Mexicans gathered to protest carrying signs. (They were trying to show us what it would be like to not have them there by pouring into our streets full force. ...Brilliant) Many signs they carried were in Spanish. Of those written in English, one caught my eye. It read, "People aren't criminals." You have got to be joking. You are seriously trying to tell us that all those men and women in prison aren't criminals? Or are you telling us that they aren't people?

These people think they aren't doing anything wrong by being here. They are 'just making a better life' for themselves. Ahem. They are illegal immigrants. Did everybody catch that? ILLEGAL. If you want to live here, a helpful tip would be to start off on the right foot. Breaking the law, sadly, is not the way to go about things.

Regardless of their legality, they are still here and that?s a cold hard fact for many of the bordering states. You would think that they would have the least bit of consideration for our country, since they just so happen to be making money here and sending it to their families back in Mexico. However, there are only a slim picking among them who can speak English. We're not even talking fluent English here. The only reason I can communicate with many of the salesmen who come a-knockin? on our door at a minimal level is because I've picked up Spanish from hearing it constantly. If I can do it, why can?t they? People get paid more if they?re bilingual. We're accommodating them. Sure they can keep their language, culture and customs, but when you're moving to a new country, you are expected to learn the country?s national language. It's just common sense. If you live here, you live by the rules.

Here's just how big of an impact they tried to show they had on us: 55 illegal immigrants were packed into a van and attempted to drive across the border. This van crashed into another car because it was driving on the wrong side of the road. They were only trying to show support for their comrades down on Wilshire Blvd! ><

What gives them the right to cut in front of millions of other people queuing to get a Visa? A wait which might end up futile due to the Mexicans constantly pouring into our country without their fair share of waiting. What makes the Mexicans greater than the other hopefuls who are following the laws of this land to become a citizen in this country?

I must say, I was a big advocate for this day. Why? Because I could walk down the street without some chunti whistling at me. Because I didn't have to see trucks packed with dirty Mexicans double parked with their emergency lights on as if that made it all better. Because there was no traffic. Because all the beaner owned stores were closed for the day, and I could give less than a damn since the only people who shop there are the beaners themselves.

Happy Beaner Free Day everyone. If only God were more willing to give it to us every day of the year.

eBaumsWorld Sucks by Sichae

Thu, 23 Feb 2006 00:00:00 +0100

Where I live, there are tales of how Eric Bauman, a success from the gutter, rose out of my hole-in-the-wall town and made it big. This gives hope to us kids that think [the] Webster [area] is shitty and there is nothing to do. However, on his rise to fame, Eric has done some very naughty things. Tsk tsk...

Eric Bauman, over the course of his tenure with eBaumsWorld.com, has been caught stealing many flash animations, such as the ones on this list. When the authors have confronted him about this, he has met them with a plethora of different responses, ranging from, "Sure, I'll take it down." to "No." Despite this thievery, people still frequent his site by the thousands every day. In an attempt to settle this score, I am going to personally boycott eBaumsWorld.com and I urge others to do it as well.

To combat Eric Bauman, authors such as Neil Cicierega, of Lemon Demon Music, ALTF4 and LegalCondom have created eBaumsWorldSucks (link in LegalCondom). This website hosts lists of complaints, lies and alternatives to eBaumsWorld.com. Through the use of this website, the world is slowly being notified of Eric's injustice.

Fredryk Phox has also created a video detailing Eric's rise to fame, stealing flash animations and such. If you want to check it out, go here.

Now, as an artist, I am able to relate to these Flash Animators. I wouldn't want my work stolen without my consent and if it were to be, as it has in the past, I would get quite outraged. Here is a small list of alternate sites that I visit rather than eBaumsWorld.com:

[ DumpaLink ] [ Albino Black Sheep ] [ GPrime ] [ Break ]

Goth Kids by Sichae

Mon, 23 Jan 2006 00:00:00 +0100

It is hard to begin here... mainly, I hate Goth kids. Why? Despite them being a step above Emo, they are still quite horrible. What characterizes a Goth? More than likely, you are going to be seeing them wearing a trench coat, dressing in black, wearing those "bondage" pants, and usually they wear makeup.

Now, onto why I hate them. First off, they are buying into a commercialized genre that is probably taken control of by people that just want there money. I mean, I would find it weird if I began to see a set of companys producing similar products with skulls and shit on them. That is why I wear whatever I want.

Gothic Music... jeez. Not much can be said for a whiney, kill myself, living in self loathing music.

Along with the Goth kids, you get the Wannabes. These are the folks that have their parents go off and buy them the clothes to wear, then they walk around, trying to act all depressed and hating the world and society, yet they are buying into some sort of fad. I love it when the basis of fads tend to contradict themselves. Oh well.

Well, that is about it. I hate Goth kids. Here is something that I say to all Goth and Emo kids, "Use a Hacksaw! Make it count!"

Over Sensitivity by Sichae

Sat, 21 Jan 2006 00:00:00 +0100

Recently, I came upon something rather strange on my website. I was trodding through the rants page, and noticed that someone had marked up the smites on the Marijuana rant. I know it was one person, because I highly doubt I get that much traffic in the span of an hour. Also, the views prior plus the amount of smites suggests one person.

The person that did this, probably happens to be an over-sensitive nancy-boy/girl that didn't like the taste that it left in his/her mouth. If you don't like what I have to say, fine, smite it once. Don't be a fuckin' dick and decide "lol im gunna be cool rofl!1!11." Because, you know what, I really don't want to hear it.

I put in those Applaud/Smite links so that you can voice your opinion in an anonymous way. If you wish, I can remove this feature and just leave you to your sticky keyboard that your pudgy little fingers are running across right now, trying to devise some sort of tactic to get back at me.

So, to that anonymous poster, I have one thing to say to you, "Fuck you, but have a nice day."

Pop Culture by Sichae

Mon, 09 Jan 2006 00:00:00 +0100

It is the night before my interview and I am sitting in my room, staring at the ceiling. My mind is lost in contemplation. I press a finger to my temple, and begin to think. Thinking about what I had heard earlier that day. Someone had told me about a certain carnal act that had been done. Then I began to think, "These are young ones... why are they in such a hurry to lose their virginity and give in to carnal lusting?" That is my main motivation for this piece. I hear it every day while walking in my school, "Oh, he fingered me..." "She gave the best head..." Then, I turn to look and I see that it is some punk freshman, which is barely sprouting into his pubescence. A caustic smirk crosses my lips, as I shake my head in disgust. The sheer fact that there are people in such of a rush to lose their innocence is unnerving. I am not here to whine and complain; but to inform and enlighten.

The culture of the early 70's and 80's can be to blame. With the introduction of birth control and such things as pornographic cinema, more and more people were being introduced to a world that they would only see when they had come of age. Sexual Education was soon introduced into public schools. This led to a rise in premarital sex, and a disavowing of the morals and rules that had shaped out ancestors. Pop culture is doing nothing to help. I am able to turn on the television, see ads for Condoms, Sex Shops, and Dating Phone Lines, all on a single basic channel. I change it over to a music station, in order to listen to some music... and what do I see? I see people talking about sex, drugs and rock & roll; a common adage to the Generation X time period. Children are growing up on these things, only to become a person that is seeking out some form of companionship, so that they may carry out the actions that they have seen on TV; perceiving it as "cool" or the "right thing to do."

Most feel that nothing shall change after they are done. They say, "Oh, life will just go on, the same as it was." Not true at all. Life, as you know it, shall change. For you see, you have lost one of the things that defined who you are; your innocence. You have lost the very inner child that would allow you to be who you truly are. But now, as you have tasted one of the Forbidden Fruits, it may or may not become a lusting for you. Most that go into this stage at such an early age, find themselves as a kid in a candy store. Meaning, that they are able to find it quick and whenever they wish. This becomes a problem. Seeing as how they usually rush into it headfirst, they are ill prepared. This creates such problems as Teen Pregnancy, Epidemic STDs and depression. Depression is the result of an empty feeling, that the person shall feel, since they are not really committing themselves to a single person, but committing themselves to many.

Relationships have also broken down in the past decades. What with the lax feeling of polygamy and free love, many have become comfortable in having sex with multiple partners. Some may feel an attachment growing, when the other partner may just wish to service and leave. But, this though of non-committed sex can bring many problems and emotional dissociations. I have been through this, so I am able to speak from experience. Even though one may be toying with another's feeling, it still will bring them about pleasure, that they were unable to find elsewhere. This wonderful tapestry, is what we call our lives.

A wide sweeping statement may be made, saying that "Our Generation is full of pot-smoking, nymphomaniacs; whose only goal in life, is to get paid and then get laid." But, I shan't make that statement. As there are many, such as I, that do not partake in any of these actions. I shall also say that it is a person's choice, whether or not they wish to lose such a thing.

Who am I? by Sichae

Fri, 06 Jan 2006 00:00:00 +0100

Okay, there seems to be some misconceptions about me, mainly created by those that wish to insult me or something. Maybe they are just trying to detour their own shame; I don't know. But, here we go. I am going to lay it out so that everyone knows.

A) I am not emo. I am a huge advocate for the "For Every Emo Kid You Don't Punch, I'll Punch Three" campaign. There is absolutely no way that you could even begin to make the connotation that I am emo. If you want to attack me because I have long hair, read the blog entitled "Locks of Love."

B) I am not a poser. I am a genuine person. I am rarely ever influenced by anything. The only time that I am influenced, is when I choose to be. By saying that I am a poser, is merely showing that either a) you are just projecting, due to your own self-hatred, b) you truly are a child and can't come up with a good enough insult, that you have to fabricate some sort of bullshit.

C) Yes, I do wear a hat. It happens to be charcoal (dark gray). It represents Fox Racing, but the reason why I were it is simple: it is comfortable. Keeps my head warm, serves a purpose and as a bonus, has a fox on it.

D) Onto my music tastes. I listen to Punk. Not shitty punk, but real punk. Punk was created to serve one or two purposes: rock against the mainstream, speak out against social/political reform. I listen to rap/hip-hop. It has a great beat. No, I don't listen to generic "bitches, pot and beer" rap/hip-hop. I listen to [rap/hip-hop] groups such as: Fort Minor, Gym Class Heroes and Kanye West. I listen to Ska and Reggae, mainly because this music makes me feel good and gives me something to move about to.

So, if anyone ever feels the need to call me emo or a poser, they are wrong and are just wasting their breath. If anyone says that my hat is black, they really need to get some glasses. If anyone says that I listen to shitty music, I don't care. I enjoy it and that is all that matters. If you don't, that's just fine.

Christmas by Sichae

Sat, 31 Dec 2005 00:00:00 +0100

Yes, I just wrote a blog entry on my good Christmas, but here comes the rant portion of it. Amazingly, despite my best efforts I fail once again to purchase presents for anyone. I love it how my parents buy gifts for people, slap my name on it and give it away. It gets even better when the product doesn't work, and I catch flak for it. Oh well.

Next up, my Christmas happened 3 days late. Why? Because my brother is in the Navy. This means that whenever my family wants to do things as a family, such as Christmas, we have to wait for him to get home. Sadly, the Navy is gay and wouldn't let him go early.

That just about ends my Christmas rant.

Marijuana by Sichae

Thu, 24 Nov 2005 00:00:00 +0100

Here's my beef with Marijuana:

1. I hate Potheads. They are some of the slowest, idiotic jerkoffs that have ever walked this earth. They usually smell of Pot and/or Nag Champa, which is a popular incence used by Potheads.
2. Marijuana affects the memory. I have a bad enough memory as it is... if I smoked, I would probably forget my name.
3. Pot smells like shitty dog food. I don't care what potheads say, "It smells good." It doesn't. The only good smelling thing about pot, is the incence.
4. Yes, it is part of the Rastifarian Movement, but one of the lesser aspects.
5. Attracting so many posers to liking Bob Marley. Just because you own "Legends" does not mean you are a Bob Marley fanatic.

I have been offered to smoke with friends a lot and I have declined everytime. Pot doesn't do anything for me and I don't need it to aid my life or make me feel better. That is what Ska is for.

THIS IS MEANT TO BE A JOKE RANT. IT SHOULD NOT BE TAKEN SERIOUSLY. If you do take this seriously, then go here.

Emo by Sichae

Mon, 12 Sep 2005 00:00:00 +0200

The current fad. You will see it popularized by men wearing tight clothing and makeup and women looking like dykes. Emo is one of the lowest forms of human, just shy of being a transvestite.

Along with the Emo fad, you have the reoccurence of Emo music. This is really bad music... I mean, really bad. Bands such as: Fallout Boy, My Chemical Romance, Circle Takes the Square and all of that bullshit. People will defend to the end that this is good music. They are high.

Emo kids are usually bisexual, as they see that they can be what they want. Most of them are whiny bitches, the other part is too busy putting on bad makeup. Like I said, they are the lowest form of being and should be eradicated as soon as possible.

If you see an Emo kid, take the following steps to "teach" him/her about what is good:
1. If they are carrying an MP3 player or CD player, promptly disable the device. We don't want them to be whining over music.
2. Roll up your dominant hand's shirt sleeve.
3. Pummel the shit out of said, "Emo Slut."
4. Steal any cash they have on them and walk away.
* If any other ones pop up, take care of them in the same manner.

In following these steps, we shall be granted the freedom of good music and non-whiny bitches.

School Techs are Brilliant by Selekta

Tue, 30 Nov 1999 00:00:00 +0100

There I was, in Economics. The school administrator pokes his beany head through the classroom door. He calls me into the hallway, and I am put in front of two of the biggest jack-asses I have ever met. The school tech support. It seems as if they had qualms with me uploading Mozilla Firefox onto the school network. Judging by their response of it, they obviously had NO idea what it was. They rifled through everything from "hacker tools", to putty applications in an attempt to nab me for the recent netsend messages flying around. (which I DIDNT send.) Just because some fuck with a keyboard and my CAD account can start some shit, doesnt give the tech's an excuse to NOT know what Firefox is. SO. Rather than ME getting nabbed, my kind sysadmin Murph caught the brunt of things, and is now banned from school computers. Those whores, they think they run an efficient operation. I'v used faster computers snagged from the garbage end of a YMCA parking lot.

Robbery in the Boonies by Selekta

Tue, 30 Nov 1999 00:00:00 +0100

There are some scummy people in this world. Low people. Apparently, there is someone out there lower than low. The greatest scum of all.

After careful thought, I determine that the easiest way to piss me off, lose my trust, and make me want to kill someone, is to steal from me. Last night at some point, one of you rat-fuckers out there thought it would be a good idea. 200 dollars worth of graduation money from my father was given to me to pay for my insurance down payment, and was stolen out of my car just hours later. Lets point fingers, now. I left the money out in plain FUCKING view, and left my doors unlocked. You are thinking, "What a stupid fucker. It''s your fault." I cant help but deny this fact. However, the money was stolen when I was parked on my friends lawn out in the boonies. I''v parked there many times before, and rarely do I lock my doors there. Nothing has ever been stolen. I didnt even think that the goddamn street he lives on gets enough traffic for anything to happen, period. So here it is. The one time. Some greedy cunt-slut out there caught me with my undies around my ankles, and drove one home. Good job, prick. I hope you are happy with yourself. There is one thing that I can promise, although. If per twilight fucking chance, I find out who did it........

Imagine the concept of unpleasent with me for a moment. Just, take in the principle of displeasure. Imagine chaos with me for a moment. Imagine the worst thing that could POSSIBLY fucking happen to someone. Imagine a caustic, venemous hate that encircles you''re skull, and fills it with unspeakable horrors. Got it? Good, now quadruple you''re IQ, and multiply it by the feeling in the pit of you''re stomach that I just described. Not even then, will you begin to grasp the mere thought of what I would do to you. May god have mercy on your soul, and the souls of all those around you in a 5-mile radius. If I find you, I am going to turn you''re world upside down. The sky is falling.

For all those people out there who have been victimized by one of you soul-less cretons, let me speak on their behalf...

FUCK YOU RIGHT IN YOUR EAR.

Lock cars, and keep money stashes out of plain sight, morons. If you learn nothing else from me at all, learn this.

steveHATESyouALL by Selekta

Tue, 30 Nov 1999 00:00:00 +0100

You know the kind I'm talking about. They slink about your Boon-dock streets at night, fishing pole and tackle in hand. They lean out their windows to hassle you as you walk by. They fued over ugly girlfriends, and over who will continue the family wreath. It's 2005 and they still rock Y2K t-shirts, and sip Busch from a bendy-straw.

BULLSHIT!!

I hate those rat-bastards! Rednecks, you are probably thinking? My answer is, not exactly. Rednecks are cool. The people I am talking about...I can barely put my finger on it. They may sometimes appear to be normal, but really, they are pretentious fucks who will believe any goddamn thing you tell them. These people come in all shapes and sizes.

Lets see what we've got here:

The Beaker: The first, and probably the worst of all the pretentious fucks in the genre. This guy looks around like a moron, face scrunched-up and such. He is up to no good, for sure. Common beakers are also classified as Rubbernecks, and Busy-bodies. After all, there is nothing worse than someone who cant mind their own business. Or is there?

The OWL: These fuckers hover behind you while you are doing something. They practically rest their sweaty, prickly chin on your shoulder as you work away at the task at hand. You cant help but grimace as the OWL's murky breath slithers by your ear. There is a special place in hell for these pricks.

The Leaner: Need something done? Dont ask the leaner! Yes, this lazy sack of shit wouldnt do a lick of work unless you dangle an Italian sausage in front of him/her. Instead, he/she finds a spot, and then begins to lean in the most dramatic of ways. Even to the point of going spread eagle on any given surface.

The Big-timer: Is this rant almost done? GOD you have been taking forever! C'mon, c'mon, lets GO already!! SHUT THE FUCK UP!! Dont you big-time me, you pompous waste of flesh! I do things at my own pace.

Mr. Naive: These guys never know whats going on. They have their thumbs shoved SO FAR up their asses that they cant think clearly. The kind of guy that talks before he knows whats being discussed. The kind of guy that still uses "Phat" and "tight" as slang for "Cool" and "sweet". A couple swats over the head with a tack-hammer ought to fix this chap.

The infamously inconsiderate Cell-phone man: Get off the phone, cum-stain. You have no friends, and your clothes are unfashionable.

So there you have it. The banes of my existence. The very bunch that make my daily life a living hell. All I want to do is work, sleep, eat, horizontal mambo, and "ill" with my homies, without you dodgy fucks robbing me of my thunder. Get bent.

Letter to Administrators by Sichae

Tue, 30 Nov 1999 00:00:00 +0100

It has come to my attention, that there are certain School Administrators that feel the need to bar us all. In order to constrain us all to the morals and values of a dead era and hold us true to words that they have no right to impress upon children, have decided to dismiss one of the key factors that can bring about a certain feeling to a person; clothing. To this decision, I am writing this piece. This is not meant to bitch, or to moan, this is to inform and enlighten.

It is the most primal of human characteristics to be able to present one, in order to ascertain a mate. Due to this subliminal calling, most dress in a way to show themselves as a veritable mate. On Thursday, May 12th of 2005, Joe Pustulka had come onto the student and faculty-run news program, and stated the 5 rules of the "Respect and Protect" Code of Conduct, one of which, being appropriate dress. He had stated, and I quote, "... no one can sit, walk or concentrate without being distracted by this informal dress. There is too much underwear showing, and too much cleavage." Now, as we all know, cleavage is the space between the bosoms, or breasts.

Now, as we (or at least most) should know, primal man as well as any instinctive and self-sustaining mammals, sought out the best mate for them by the largeness of the breasts. As adolescence and the teenage years are the most fertile, when mammals are the most virile and strong, thus making us all veritable candidates for procreation. Now, I am not here to say that we should all be doing it like horny little bunnies, but to take away one of our means of finding a companion is just wrong. As most like to pride themselves on their ability to find someone not based on looks, there is still an underlying thought to the vanity of themselves and their counterpart.

In closing, I find that there is almost no need for a school to put a cap on how we can and can not express ourselves. If a woman wishes to dress herself, to keep cool, then let her. Do you wish for her to get heat stroke? So what if a man wishes to drop his pants below his waistline, as it is more comfortable. Are you going to impede his ability to feel comfortable in a classroom? Much attrition has been met over this subject, and it is about time to end. A happy student is a good student. You are not making us happy by controlling us.

Vampire Freaks Rant by Sichae

Tue, 30 Nov 1999 00:00:00 +0100

It is rather disturbing, to see what I have seen here. I come in, and I see the depressed, wallowing in their own self-pity. I see the sadists and the masocists, giving and recieving pain . . . only acknowledging you, if you do treat them like shit. I mean, wake up! The world is going to eat you alive. You feel that you can just live in that hazy bubble that you call a life, and all your troubles will go away.

Well, they won't ... unless you truly make an effort to make them go away ... What is it about this, that stops you? Apathy? Do you not give a shit about a word that I am saying ... Is it true hopelessness? Do you not feel that you can get out of this ... Do you feel, that you can not change a thing ...

Well, I am sorry, but death is not much the answer, and as humans, we do seek out pleasure. Some find it in drugs, some in doing good ... each person is different.

Those that feel the need to self-medicate, in order to stay happy, are extremely messed up. Same to those that feel the need to cut. Some have been through what you are going through ...

They didn't puss out, and neither should you ... I know that I am to be flamed for this ... but I don't give a fuck. Because hopefully, this won't fall on deaf ears ...

One final thing
If you're going to whine, and bitch enough, to be stupid and slit your wrists, at least do it right. So that I don't have to see the bullshit photos all of you cutters post afterwards.

It's not expression.
It's not artistic.
It's for hits and attention.
Shut the fuck up, and grow a spine.
Carry the weight that we all have to or at least slit your wrists properly.

The world's going to eat you alive little kid.
Now stop posting that bullshit, and go drown in a bathtub of rose petals.
~*~Ninja Kitty Kat~*~