Corey

[QUOTE=Starwind]5:00am- Get up for school 5:15am- actually get out of my bed (Yes, it takes me fifteen minutes just to get started in the morning)[/QUOTE] [size=1]Well, you have me beat by about twentyfive minutes.[/size]

[size=1][7:00am to 10:00am] Wake up. (usually late) [8:00am] Go to class. [11:00am] Come home. [11:30am] Eat something. [12:00pm] Go to work. [9:30pm] Get home. [10:00pm] Go out with friends/Go online. [12:00am to 5:00am] Get home/Get offline. Rinse. Repeat, with periods of no classes. That's my life, in a nutshell. I hate mornings. And the sun.[/size]

[size=1][center][img]http://www.icemagazine.com/stories/174/images/grateful_dead.jpg[/img][/center] [right]- Image From [url]http://www.icemagazine.com[/url][/right] I thought it appropriate to create a thread about The Dead (ack! rhyme not intended) considering we're entering their 41st year on the planet come 2006. On a whim a few weeks ago, I picked up 'The Very Best of The Grateful Dead'. I'd been listneing to them for just about five years, thanks to my dad, and absolutely love every aspect of their music. Listening to The Dead is an experiance all it's own. They tell amazing stories that are accompanied by beautiful melodies and solos. If the song doesn't convey some kind of 'feel-good' vibe, you're not listening to it loud enough. So... Any Dead Heads around these parts?[/size]

[size=1]Between college and working for about thirty-five hours a week, this month has passed incredibly fast for me. I haven't even had time to shake my presents much less look at how many I have. Yesterday I was relatively frantic due to the fact I hadn't realized Christmas was in two days. I hadn't even started shopping.:animeswea I can honestly say I never peeked at a single present. I was always under the impression that my mother would know somehow. She has incredible hearing and always knew when I did something wrong when I was little. I could never get away with anything in the first place, so I never tried peeking.[/size]

[size=1]The member I'd like to meet the most would definitely be [b]Mist[/b]. Most of the newer members probably don't remember this amazing lady, but we grew one hell of a friendship. [b]Gavin[/b]. I'd really like to meet this guy, and if everything goes smoothly I might be able to in a few months. I'm planning on flying to Ireland over spring break for a bit of backpacking. [b]Jokopoko[/b]. I've been in several RPGs with dear Bill, and such an amazing writer has to be a cool guy to talk to. [b]Annie[/b]. Because she's the epitome of a Goddess. And we share the same birthday. [b]Le Baron[/b]. I've never met an Australian before. It would be a good experience. Plus I hear they have a third arm or something. Well... Only the guys. [b]Adam[/b], simply to shake his hand.[/size]

[size=1]Well, at my highschool, the teachers had to send it out themselves with a seal on them stating that the envelope never touched student hands. I guess they were afraid we were going to forge them or something. You best bet would probably be to ask your guidence department.[/size]

[quote name='nomad19']junkie star wars fan[/quote] [size=1]I think I speak for all the Star Wars fans on here that a junkie SW fan is the best kind. ^_^[/size]

[quote name='Tatsubei Yagyu][COLOR=Navy][FONT=Comic Sans MS]Corey: If you really look into it, Corey means "ravine," a deep narrow valley or gorge in the earth's surface worn by running water. So maybe you wear on people's nerves. ;)[/FONT'][/COLOR][/quote] [size=1]Or it could be my actual name.:twitch: And I do indeed wear on peoples nerves sometimes. Thought it's usually on purpose, and just to see how they react.[/size]

[size=1]December hails the onset of the busy season for my job, which lasts until March. It's been that way for the three years I've been with the company. It's cold, wet, tiring work. But I'll be damned if you can find a better job where you can pull in $400 a week part time in the winter. Sledding is always fun. About a week ago, a friend of mine and I decided we wanted to check out this sledding hill at about two in the morning. So we head over there and find a broken and battered sled laying on the ground abandoned. I pick it up and head to the top of the hill, deciding on the way up that I'm going to go down on it. I take a running start, and fly down the hill. About a hundred feet from the bottom, I clip part of a jump that I didn't see coming. I do a barrel-roll in the air, and land on the broken part of the sled. It resulted in a few fair cuts on my face and neck area. Well worth it, though. And, as always, Christmas Time.[/size]

[size=1]I am probably going to get myself reamed out for this... But I absolutely hated The Muppet Movie. Muppet Treasure Island was so much better.[/size]

[size=1]Check out the attatchment on my post Tatsubei. That's what we see. Caption: [b]1-[/b] "As Mr. Wolfe demonstrates, a little bit of exercise before meals creates a hearty and healthy appetite." [b]2-[/b] "Who says playing with your food is a bad thing?"[/size]

[size=1]I'm not a prep, or a punk. Nor a nerd or a goth. And I'm not one of those stoners, That hides their stash in a sock. I am not a cheerleader, Or a wigger with a beater, Or one of the 'gangstas' With the fake diamond in their ear. I'm not anti-social, Nor popular with all. I hate R&B, And going to the mall. I guess I don't fit, In any kind of role. My mom put it best, "Corey, you're an assh*le."[/size]

[size=1]Well, Mr Samedi. I'd say that your banner and avitar seem to mean that you have an extremely [b]DRY[/b] sence of humor, but you're trying to [i]grow[/i] into something that isn't totally terrible. You have over 2300 posts, which shows a little bit of vanity. And the fact that you're married to yourself only increases the narcissistic qualities of your personality. But, who know? I could just be jumping at shadows. ^_^[/size]

[size=1]For those of us that don't know what the BPA is, would you explain? It sounds interesting.[/size]

[size=1]I was browsing the 9/11 thread currently in the Lounge, when I realized none of the posts I made were showing up. I refreshed the page to no avail. I brough tup my profile, and clicked on the 'find all posts by this member'. They showed up there. About twenty minutes later, my second post of the thread showed up. At the same time, I noticed posts 11-14 of the thread were missing. They all 'reappeared' after about an hour, but I'm worried. Now some of the threads are having format issues for me (see attachment). I'm not sure if there is some kind of conflict between the program I use (Safari 2.0.2 [416.13]), or maybe OB itself.[/size]

[size=1]Speaking of offtopic discussion, where did the post/s I made go? This thread seems to have undergone a censor. EDIT- I apologize everyone. There must be something wrong with my browser. Brasil talked with me, and apparently, I'm the only on that can't see some posts. Again, I'm sorry.[/size]

[quote name='Shi no Tenshi']On another note, I find Corey's post rather insensitive considering Attimus only asked a question without adding hyperboles to seek attention. Yes, we all get by, but it can be daunting when you're just about to go into these sort of situations.[/quote] [size=1]Would you rather have had someone tell you flat out what to expect instead of going into it with your hopes soaring unrealistically high? I found out the hard way, and I wish I would have had someone to do exactly what I posted. And every statement I ever make is meant to be taken literally, unless otherwise specified.[/size]

[quote name='kenshinsbabe][SIZE=2][FONT=Georgia]Sure we may have deserved what we got, but do you really think it's right for other countries to take out their anger on our government by killing thousands of innocents? Do you think anyone did anything so horrible to deserve to be killed in an act of terrorism?[/FONT'][/SIZE][/quote] [size=1]Define innocent please.[/size] [quote name='kenshinsbabe][SIZE=2][FONT=Georgia]In my opinion, this isn't true. If we don't keep the past in mind, we'll keep making the same mistakes over and over again, and this will happen in the future. The only thing different will be that there are different thousands of people.[/font'][/size][/quote] [size=1]No one's perfect. Mistakes will always happen wether you try to stop them or don't. It's one of the defining characteristics of life. Coincidentally, death is also a part of life. Now answer me this... What's worse? A terrorist faction driving a few planes into a couple of buildings, killing a few thousand people? Or a nation sanctioning the drop of a bomb that not only wipes out near 75,000, also causes radiation poisoning in the careful guise of leukemia?[/size]

[quote name='renayiiq']Do you have any idea how long that could take?[/quote] [size=1]Yes. I do.[/size] [quote name='renayiiq']Because most jobs that pay well require at least SOME college, I don't think that college should be so god damned expensive.[/quote] [size=1]It doesn't really matter what you think, because they will still charge ridiculous amounts of money that people will be willing to pay to get the jobs that pay well. Enjoy your life while you can. Because you start a brand new one when you hit college. And it certainly isn't easier.[/size]

[size=1]You can kiss any financial aid goodbye if your parents have [b]any[/b] assets that total over $100,000. My family is relatively poor aswell, but a few years ago my aunt made my mother her power of atterny (sp?). We now 'own' a property somewhere in the middle of Wisconsin, and by doing so totally screwed me over on any chance of financial aid.[/size] [quote name='Attimus331']I'm pretty poor, my parents won't be able to pay for my college education, so i'm going to have to come up with the money on my own through scholarships, etc.[/quote] [size=1]Poor baby. My parents never planned on helping me with college. Free rides help no one. Do what most of the 'poor' college students out there do. Get a job and pay for it yourself.[/size]

[size=1]I remember when this video first came out, I showed it to the girl I was dating at the time. She said that it scared her. I told her it made me laugh. It pretty much caused the first serious fight of that relationship. Anyway, it still makes me laugh. It's my personal opinion that my country got what it deserved. "OH GOD!!! THEY FLEW A PLANE INTO A BUILDING AND KILLED THOUSANDS OF PEOPLE!!!" Yeah? So? We've been terrorizing other nations for years. This is what we get. Besides, it's in the past. Who gives a ****. Stop looking backward and start looking forward. The past doesn't hold any advancement.[/size]

[size=1]The first thought that comes to mind is "Idiot." The second, "reckless." The third? Pure puzzlement. I'm confused why anyone would want to do this to their child, even if their political beliefs completely oppose it. It's a risk, plain and simple. And now a child died. I believe my first thought is most acurate.[/size]

[size=1][b]?-[/b] "Well. You're quite the strangely dressed one aren't you?" Flagg whirled around to see who spoke. He stopped, but the world kept going, and fell to the ground, face first. A small grunt escaped him, and then the world draped itself in black. He heard the person speak from far off, but couldn't make anything out. His vision cleared, and he found himself propped against a tree, the man kneeling in front of him. "Are you ok?" Flagg made an attempt to talk, but all that came out was a gurgle. [b]Flagg-[/b] "No..." That summed everything up in one simple sylable. Nothing was ok. The very fabric of existance might unravel, and he had to save it. [i]Save[/i] it. He wasn't the hero, but the antihero. The so called 'bad guy'. In prior lives, he murdered kings and 'served' bloody ones. He wove himself into and out of every single world present in all dimensions. He was the 'Grim Reaper'. He was the 'Boogieman'. He was the thing that went bump in the night. And now he had to help, instead of hurt. "No, I'm not ok." But he wouldn't say any of that out loud. "I'm dehydrated, and have reason to believe I've recently died." He look into the ma... Boys eyes, and felt a small flare of hatred spark to life inside his black soul. The boy flinched, sensing the change. [b]Adian-[/b] "Umm..." Flagg smiled his beautifully fake smile, and extingushed the look from his eyes. It was an art, deception. One he'd had eons to master. [b]Flagg-[/b] "Sorry about that... Thought you were someone I once knew. Trick of the light, I guess." He tittered, the sound of bones falling on cold pavement, and tried to rise to his feet. He sat down quickly when the world started to grey over. "Not quite yet..." He looked at the boy again. The hatred was still there, but he subdued it. Not letting it shine through his mask of friendliness. "So," he cleared his throat, "what name do you go by?" The boy straightened up. [b]Adian-[/b] "Adian, Adian Tepet. Nice to meet you..." Flagg smiled his most insincere genuine smile. [b]Flagg-[/b] "Randall Flagg."[/size]

[size=1]I'd like to mention that I did not write this, nor do I know who did. I don't exactly agree with every bit of it either. Just thought it would be interesting to what kind of conversation is generated from it. ??? [u][i]Nice Guys[/i][/u] This is a tribute to the nice guys. The nice guys that finish last, that never become more than friends, that endure hours of whining and bitching about what ******** guys are, while disproving the very point. This is dedicated to those guys who always provide a shoulder to lean on but restrain themselves to tentative hugs, those guys who hold open doors and give reassuring pats on the back and sit patiently outside the changing room at department stores. This is in honor of the guys that obligingly reiterate how cute/beautiful/smart/funny/sexy their female friends are at the appropriate moment, because they know most girls need that litany of support. This is in honor of the guys with open minds, with laid-back attitudes, with honest concern. This is in honor of the guys who respect a girl?s every facet, from her privacy to her theology to her clothing style. This is for the guys who escort their drunk, bewildered female friends back from parties and never take advantage once they?re at her door, for the guys who accompany girls to bars as buffers against the rest of the creepy male population, for the guys who know a girl is fishing for compliments but give them out anyway, for the guys who always play by the rules in a game where the rules favor cheaters, for the guys who are accredited as boyfriend material but somehow don?t end up being boyfriends, for all the nice guys who are overlooked, underestimated, and unappreciated, for all the nice guys who are manipulated, misled, and unjustly abandoned, this is for you. This is for that time she left 40 urgent messages on your cell phone, and when you called her back, she spent three hours painstakingly dissecting two sentences her boyfriend said to her over dinner. And even though you thought her boyfriend was a chump and a jerk, you assured her that it was all ok and she shouldn?t worry about it. This is for that time she interrupted the best killing spree you?d ever orchestrated in GTA3 to rant about a rumor that romantically linked her and the guy she thinks is the most repulsive person in the world. And even though you thought it was immature and you had nothing against the guy, you paused the game for two hours and helped her concoct a counter-rumor to spread around the floor. This is also for that time she didn?t have a date, so after numerous vows that there was nothing ?serious? between the two of you, she dragged you to a party where you knew nobody, the beer was awful, and she flirted shamelessly with you, justifying each fit of reckless teasing by announcing to everyone: ?oh, but we?re just friends!? And even though you were invited purely as a symbolic warm body for her ego, you went anyways. Because you?re nice like that. The nice guys don?t often get credit where credit is due. And perhaps more disturbing, the nice guys don?t seem to get laid as often as they should. And I wish I could logically explain this trend, but I can?t. From what I have observed on campus and what I have learned from talking to friends at other schools and in the workplace, the only conclusion I can form is that many girls are just illogical, manipulative bitches. Many of them claim they just want to date a nice guy, but when presented with such a specimen, they say irrational, confusing things such as ?oh, he?s too nice to date? or ?he would be a good boyfriend but he?s not for me? or ?he already puts up with so much from me, I couldn?t possibly ask him out!? or the most frustrating of all: ?no, it would ruin our friendship.? Yet, they continue to lament the lack of datable men in the world, and they expect their too-nice-to-date male friends to sympathize and apologize for the men that are jerks. Sorry, guys, girls like that are beyond my ability to fathom. I can?t figure out why the connection breaks down between what they say (I want a nice guy!) and what they do (I?m going to sleep with this complete *** now!). But one thing I can do, is say that the nice-guy-finishes-last phenomenon doesn?t last forever. There are definitely many girls who grow out of that train of thought and realize they should be dating the nice guys, not taking them for granted. The tricky part is finding those girls, and even trickier, finding the ones that are single. So, until those girls are found, I propose a toast to all the nice guys. You know who you are, and I know you?re sick of hearing yourself described as ubiquitously nice. But the truth of the matter is, the world needs your patience in the department store, your holding open of doors, your party escorting services, your propensity to be a sucker for a pretty smile. For all the crazy, inane, absurd things you tolerate, for all the situations where you are the faceless, nameless hero, my accolades, my acknowledgement, and my gratitude go out to you. You do have credibility in this society, and your well deserved vindication is coming.[/size]

[quote name='RiflesAtRecess][font=trebuchet ms']January 20th or 21st, one of those days, it's unlcear... but one of those days, first semester ends. One of those days, I get my life back. I have all my important classes this semester, Art, Science, Math, and English. Homework from the three core classes everyday, consisting of an essay, chapters to read, pages of math to do, and hours of struggling. Not to mention I have to stay after in art class until 5PM on most days to finish anything I do in that class.[/font][/quote] [size=1]I shed a theatrical tear for you, smile, and hope you'll be going to college. 2006 will mark 20 years on this earth for me. A new year of classes, hopefully in which I'll be starting my clinicals. New Years Resolutions I'll break. And more of the same piss-and-moan crap from people. Other than that, hopefully it will be the same as 2005. I thought it was a good year.[/size]