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12 years agoSilentkill99
13 years agoSilentkill99
I don't know why, but i just haven't really been into this site as much as i used to. I don't know, i think it's just worn off on me after awhile. So for the time being, i'm out. I'll check in once in awhile, go through my messages every couple days or so, but other than that, i'll pretty much not be here. I've got a lot of mods saved up (yup, i'm a mod whore), so i'll be despencing them now.
So to those about to rock, i salute you.
13 years agoSilentkill99
Name: Bryce Hillman
Birthdate: December 15, 1988
Birthplace: Jersey City, NJ
Current Location: my bedroom. Oh, that. Hamilton, NJ
Eye Color: brown
Hair Color: light brown with chlorine bleached blond in some places
Weight: about 155-160 lbs
Tattoos: want one...
Overused Phrase: i actually need to get one of these, stat.
Drink: root beer
Alcohol Drink: don't like the stuff
Body Part on the Opposite Sex: can't really say. People will get offended.
THIS OR THAT
Pepsi or Coke: Coke. It has more bite.
McDonalds or Burger King: McDonalds, because of the Big Mac
Strawberry or Watermelon: Watermelon
Hot tea or Iced tea: iced tea
Chocolate or Vanilla: vanilla
Hot Chocolate or Coffee: coffee
Kiss or Hug: kiss
Dog or Cat: dog
Rap or Punk: punk
Summer or Winter: winter. It's the swim season
Scary Movies or Funny Movies: funny movies
Bedtime: before midnight, preferably
Most Missed Memory: if i remembered it, it wouldn't be missed.
Best Physical Feature: my elbows (how stupid is this question)
First Thought Waking Up: damn alarm clock...
Goal For This Year: ask someone out, get a job this summer, and survive my finals
Best Friends: Peter Park
Weakness: pretty girls
Fears: i don't know. I'm afraid of a lot of things, but i usually have more than enough courage to overcome them. Except talk extensively with hot/popular members of the opposite sex. That's tough for me.
Heritage: 50% Cuban, 50% German.
Ever Drank: a glass of wine, once.
Ever Smoked: nope
Ever Smoked Pot: nope again. Don't really like people who do, too.
Ever Been Drunk: this is really tough when you don't drink.
Ever Been Beaten Up: not yet, but i'm working on it (fight club, here i come)
Ever Beaten Someone Up: again, working on it
Ever Shoplifted: never
Ever Skinny Dipped: no, but it'd be fun to try
Kissed The opposite sex: yes
IN A GUY/GIRL
Favorite Eye Color: blue
Favorite Hair Color: any
Height: a little shorter than me, so about 5' 8", 5'9"?
Style: just fun with their own thing. Preferably not overly goth or emo, though.
Looks or Personality: i'd like her to be pretty, but it's not a necessity. Personality has to be good, though; i'm not a fan of ass holes.
Hot or Cute: either is good
Drugs and Alcohol: neither, but an occasional drink wouldn't be too bad
Muscular or Really Skinny: has to have a little of muscle on her; can't be sticks
Number of Regrets in the Past: 2
What country do you want to Visit: Europe (i know it's not a country, but i want to visit Europe in general)
How do you want to Die: peacefully, in my sleep
Been to the Mall Lately: yeah, to get fitted for a tux
Do you like Thunderstorms: yes
Get along with your Parents: yup
Health Freak: not a freak, but i do exercise a lot and try to watch what i eat
Do you think your Attractive: i wouldn't say i'm ugly, but there are people who are hotter than me
Believe in Yourself: sometimes. Could use some work, though
Want to go to College: yeah
Do you Smoke: no
Do you Drink: no
Shower Daily: yes
Want to get Married: yes
Do you want Children: yes
Have your future kids names: one; came up with it as a joke with one of my friends, and i liked it (and happened to remember it), so i figure i might as well use it if i can
Age you wanna lose your Virginity: some time before 40 (even though i already know i'm going to end up like the guy in the movie)
Hate anyone: there are a few jerks at my school, but no one here in particular.
and that's me in a nut shell. I was really bored.
13 years agoSilentkill99
Now I know why people smoke.
Really just had a terrible afternoon, but it?s more than bad enough for a full week, at least. Let?s recap:
Start out well. Got a nice breakfast of French toast and hash browns with Cinnamon Toast Crunch. Went to first period (Pre-Calc), got a 92 on a test, and had an overall nice morning. The rain didn?t even bother me that much, as I had on my nice rain coat (more on this later).
So I hop on a bus to Great Adventure, as was the plan for the students taking physics this year, and headed over. It was raining there as well, but again, nothing too serious. Did the assigned packet of work I had to do with my group, nothing to worry about. All?s well.
After lunch, I hit the arcade. As the rain is just letting up, there?s virtually no-one even in the park, much less in an arcade. So my friend and I decided to blow a few bucks on some games since we had a few extra hours before we were supposed to meet to leave. I set my stuff down with my jacket and his, and we play for an hour. Everything?s great.
We go to grab our stuff to leave, and it?s gone. Some fucking ass hole had actually taken our jackets and my bag. I had a towel, pair of shorts, a text book and my aunt?s new camera in there, and some jack-off stole it. I had my back turned no more than 5 minutes while I was playing a game and my friend happened to be watching, and in that short span of time, someone actually came in, grabbed our stuff, and walked out. All in all, everything cost around 900 bucks (my jacket was fuckin expensive, and the god damn brand new camera wasn?t cheap, either). My friend and I reported it to security right away, taking no more than 10 minutes. At least I?m semi-responsible.
So I get home, and my aunt is ok with the camera deal; she?s like that, and I can?t really complain. I?m still beating myself up over it, though, and I?m going to pay her back for it eventually. I still have a sense of honor to protect here. My mom, though, didn?t it as well. She?s upset about a lot of things, and they?re really seeming to get to her. Any ideas on how to make it up to her would be fantastic.
Over and out.
I?m taking a philosophy class at my high school right now, and we basically spend the entire time asking difficult, ethical-based questions. I?ve found it very rewarding to ask myself these questions, and the discussions I?ve had with my friends in class has also been very revealing. So, I want to try it out here. Each week or so, I?ll post a question dealing with serious ethical problems and decision making, and everyone can discuss it. Really think hard about your answers; give a genuine answer to them, and explain why you chose that path. Keep working away the layers until you reach a definite answer and reason why.
Here?s a commonly asked question in philosophy to start you guys off with.
The Heinz Dilemma
In Europe, a woman was near death from a special kind of cancer. There was one drug that doctors thought might save her. It was a form of radium that a druggist in the same town had recently discovered. The drug was expensive to make, but the druggist was charging ten times what the drug cost to make. He paid $200 for the radium and charged $2,000 for a small dose of the drug. The sick woman?s husband, Heinz, when to everyone he knew to borrow the money, but he could only get together about $1,000; half of what it cost. He told the druggist that his wife was dying, and asked him to sell it cheaper or let him pay later. But the druggist said, ?No, I discovered the drug and I?m going to make money on it.? So Heinz got desperate and began to think about breaking into the man?s store to steal the drug for his wife. Should Heinz steal the drug?
Try to look at this problem from all angles, legal, moral, personal, etc. And please respect people?s opinions.
13 years agoSilentkill99
Write some feelings/ideas/etc. If you have a question about a reference, i'd be more than happy to answer it for you.
When I went out to kill myself, I caught
A pack of Hoodlums beating up a man.
Running to spare his suffering, I forgot
my name, my number, how my day began,
how soldiers milled around the garden stone
and sang amusing songs; how all that day
their javelins measured crowds; how I alone
bargained the proper coins, and slipped away.
Banished from Heaven, I found this victim beaten,
stripped, kneed, and left to cry. Dropping my rope
aside, I can, ignored the uniforms:
Then I remembered bread my flesh had eaten,
the kiss that ate my flesh. Flayed without hope,
I held the man for nothing in my arms.
13 years agoSilentkill99
IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢d like to make a public apology for my horrendous effort at playing first base. Team, IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢m sorry for sucking so bad, and I feel that my head on collision tonight was Karma/God/whateverÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s way of saying Ã¢â‚¬Å“sit the fuck down and stop trying to play. You suck at it.Ã¢â‚¬Â And I should probably heed a deityÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s advice.
Let me explain. As a fun, after school type thing, the deans (a private school thing) at my school sets up softball games for everyone. We get to pick teams from the student body, and there are a few extenuating rules for it (like no more than 2 varsity soft/baseball players on your team, stuff like that), but after classes and such, before people have to be back in their rooms for study hall (another private school thing). ItÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s usually pretty fun, but some people just get really into it; I mean, fuck guys, people are ordering shirts for their teams! Our team all plays the same sport (we play swimming), and we have team shirts from the season, which we pretty much all wear. These other guys, though, all have organized logos and crap for a Ã¢â‚¬Å“fun, afternoon activityÃ¢â‚¬Â.
I know I suck, and it doesnÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t really bother me too much. I clearly bothers a good amount of other people, and since we keep losing I canÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t really blame them. I know IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢m not the only bad player, but hey, IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢m a fall guy, itÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s my job to take peoplesÃ¢â‚¬â„¢ blame. And I know that some higher power doesnÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t think I should play, because during my exceedingly pathetic attempt at first, not only did I lose about 6 or 7 runs (at least), I got into a full body collision. It was actually pretty awesome; I snagged the ball off the ground with my bare hand and went for the plate, but I kept going cause of God forsaken physics, and the runner couldnÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t stop in time. Needless to say, he hit me like a fuckin train; it felt like we bouncing through the air for at least 10 solid seconds, until gravity finally got its ass in gear and settled us down. While fun, though, it was all exceedingly painful, and now my left arm and leg are sore as hell and probably going to bruise tomorrow. Swim practice should be interesting with them.
What else is new: I managed to leak water from my shower upstairs down into my den today. Apparently, the grouting around my tub reallyÃ¢â‚¬Â¦I donÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t know, Ã¢â‚¬Å“isnÃ¢â‚¬â„¢tÃ¢â‚¬Â. ItÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s just not there. Anyway, water from the shower leaked down and into the crack, ran down a foot or so, then bled into the ceiling above my den on the first floor. So now, due to me attempting to be clean from the god awful sport of softball, IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢ve added a sweet brown stain to my ceiling. All in all, itÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s been a bang up day.
Actually some good news: I had a terrific bacon, egg and cheese this morning. It was from a local shop downtown from my school, and it was orgasmatastic. And I won a game of volley-bear before my Latin class today (yeah yeah Lefty, I know). IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢ll have to post a journal just about that class sometime; itÃ¢â‚¬â„¢d easily fill a couple pages. Other than that, thereÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s nothing.
13 years agoSilentkill99
My last period class on Thursday is really, really boring. It's U.S. history, and we're covering the great depression. There's literally nothing to do most of the time, except sit and contemplate the pros and cons of stabbing yourself in the temples with your pen.
Example: my friend just held his breath for 51 seconds on my watch. That's what we do sometimes in the class (i held mine for a minute 5 seconds). And now we're watching one of the most boring movies in existance: The Grapes of Wrath. It's good and all, but it's so damn sloooowww. And now i have to pay attention, because i might have an essay on it. God damn.
13 years agoSilentkill99
I'm currently in the middle of a Hell Week. Had a Latin test today that I bombed (very painful), a History test tomorrow, and a pre-Calculus test Friday. Not only does this suck, I also have regular Latin and Physics homework for tomorrow, a circuitry lab write up to do, an English essay, and a book to finish by Friday (the books not bad; IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢m pretty much done with it as it is). To complicate things even more, I have to attend a college fair tomorrow. The catch 22 of my age kicks me in the nuts again: IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢m supposed to be focusing on my future in school, while I need to focus on my present in school so I can get to a future school. Normally I wouldnÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t care much, but my parents put a lot of pressure on me, and it really gets to me at times.
My brother is going back to the hospital tomorrow. HeÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s been home five days so far, and I did get to see him when he got back, so itÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s ok. HeÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s starting another cycle of Chemo, and itÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s pretty much downhill for his physical condition from here, but hopefully this bitchÃ¢â‚¬â„¢ll go in into remission and not come up again for a good few decades (as in, at least 50 years. IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢m willing to let him go at 90+ to it). That and my dog Brandy is dying. SheÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s literally on her last days/36 hours alive. SheÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s terribly sick, has arthritis, hasnÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t eaten her food in days, and is not growling at people when they come by. SheÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s 11, though, and sheÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s lived a very good life; IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢m happy with how we treated her, and I honestly feel I was her favorite. SheÃ¢â‚¬â„¢d always come sit by me when I would watch TV, and she always listened to me as well (which is more than I can about most of my family). Funny story about my dog: she was fascinated with the faucet in my bath tub, so sheÃ¢â‚¬â„¢d often run in there, hop into the tub, and wait for someone to turn on the faucet so she could get a drink. SheÃ¢â‚¬â„¢d wait for hours on end for some water, and IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢d often find her asleep in there. ItÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s not like she wouldnÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t drink from a dish; she just liked this more. I think years after sheÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s gone, thatÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s what IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢ll remember most about her. I have to be honest; IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢m going to miss her.
Had my spring concert last night (IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢m in the orchestra and our schoolÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s jazz band). We played a lot of good music: stuff from the Doors, Carmen, Bolero, and a funk/jazz song called Chameleon. The chorus and vocal groups had some great songs as well; overall, it was a very fun night.
CanÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t think of too much else to say; if I do, IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢ll write about it later. As for now, work time.
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