How evil are you?

Greetings all... Sorry I haven't been able to update this as much as I had hoped but hey... i'll try to make it up in the future. As far as being Neutral Evil I would consider that one of the most accurate results i've ever been given. Man... i've been really busy with school, Ren. Faire planning, work, practice... and all other sorts of fun junk. Guys (Marcus, Brandon, Rick, Damien, Guillermo & whoever else I missed)... i'm sorry to hear about all your lady problems... but i'm sure everything will work out for the better. Here's a little advice (or just my comment of the matters):

Brandon = I've been a good friend to you for quiet awhile... but I feel bad because I haven't been honest to you. so I feel that I should tell you what I really thought about your problem. I feel that you rushed into a relationship of that magnitude to quickly. I really didn't want to bring this forward to you at the time because... well... I you we're so happy and lost in love that no matter what I would of said wouldn't of changed a thing. Besides... you went off and did it out of the blue without really giving a notification to anyone else.... but I guess that was your choice.

Marcus = Sorry to hear about Karla. If she wants to go have fun then... let her. You should be enjoying yourself as well. Don't tell me your getting whipped like your brother Damien. Dude... just remember if she comes back... it was meant to be... if not... you know the rest.

Damien = You need to grow so balls dude. Britney is running your fucking life. You can hate me all you want for me saying this... but Britney literally is treating you like a puppet more than a spouse. I know you may love her and all... but how can you really live without having a mutal relationship. I don't want to see you bitter (well at least more than you all ready are... LOL!)

Rick = geez... bro... cheer up. You set her down for a week. That's good... you really need the down time. You have alot of things to deal with right now... so try not to be distracted with the subject at hand to much. She's still willing to get back together with you... but If it were me... I would question those slaps she gave you.

Guillermo = Don't worry dude. Bara will be back some day. You may just have to settle with the Instant Messanger for now. Peace out!

Anyone else? = I think that was all of the problems. Hey Guillermo... I told you I was invincible! If they're anyone I missed or just someone who's in need of advice. Email me at chaoticgoblin@imaterrorist.com. I believe I've said everything ive had to say... so Laterz all!


QUOTE OF THE DAY:

"Smoking kills. If you're killed, you've lost a very important part of your life."

~ Brooke Shields

okay... It so happens that I got lost on my way to the Edgebrook show. The ironic part about that is... this is the first time I missed the exit that leads to Bissonnet. I usually don't get lost easily (or it's probably just my masculine genes kicking making me think I don't get lost easily) and today when while I was in a rush I missed it and ended up in "wonderland". Thank god for my Sentra's good gas milage and my half-tank of gas.

It Really bites today... my grandma was having trouble breathing and so I rushed over to her house to help her in any way that I could but my sister was there already. She took my car and rushed my grandma to the hospital and left me with her four kids. Ricky and Christopher (two of my nephews) don't bother me too much but Anthony (my other nephew) just makes me want to punch his face in. And Ashley(my neice)... well... she's just too young and whiney for me to handle. Apparently I found out that when I yell at her to be quiet she listens. But that strategy doesn't seem to work for anyone else but me. I don't know why. Anyways... I hope my grandma's okay. The last I heard was that the doctors said they couldn't find anything wrong with her. I hope everything turns out okay.

Man... i'm stuck with the three boys (Rick, Anthony & Chris) tonight. Anthony bite Ricky and Christopher keeps asking for me to give him coke. Chris is starting to act like he's addicted to A&W Rootbeer. I'm really starting to lean towards the not wanting kids side.

Hmm... it's about 11 - 12... I dunno. The clock on my computer is totally off. My sister just picked up her kids so I guess it's safe to say that I can finally go to sleep in peace. Hell... I haven't slept well for the past week or so. Insomia just seems to be consuming me for reasons unknown. Probably it's due to all the worry I have. Just to give an update on the situation with those three girls. Well... since I can't choose between them I've decided not to choose one at all. Obviously if I don't care for one girl over the others then I'm not really in love now am I. I wonder how they're going to take it though. Either way... I've made my decision and that's what I'm going to follow through with. Why can't I just be a hermit? Life would be less complicated that way. I feel that I've made a noble choice and that it a decision that I will not regret.

Something that was totally weird was the feeling that rushed through me when I found an old suicide note that I had written two years ago. You could just sense so much torment and pain from the words within the letter. Why am I still alive you ask? Well... back then... I had the mental capacity to kill myself but... I feel that there was a godly intervention that prevented me from killing myself. Here i'll explain. Big ordeals began to arise... and one day... I just had enough of dealing with so much stress and grief. What really gives me the chills is that I had locked myself in my room and just finished my note. I prepared to jab a dagger in my heart that I had in my room. At the very moment that I pulled my arms out preparing to thrust... in my mind I said to myself "I'm sorry christopher..." why I said sorry... and specially to him i'll never know but at that time... I heard him knock on my door... saying "Michael... where are you michael... are you okay michael... i'm sorry michael." And for some reason I bursted up into tears and just dropped the dagger... and recollected my thoughts. Since then... i've done nothing but hang around christopher... and what's really creepy is... most of my family say that he's acting the same way that I use to act.... and he looks like me when I was little. The thought of this kid following my every footstep... made me reconsider my actions. I didn't want this kid to grow up thinking his uncle was so weak that he killed himself. Instead... I have done nothing but strive to show him all of my skills because he seems so eager to follow my path and get as good as I am. Not bad for a little tike. I feel bad for him because his dad left when he was born. He was born in the middle of a divorce... and I hope he doesn't think it was his fault. Just for the mere fact that I have some kind of connection between him (beyond uncle-nephew connects) that I somehow have become his "Guardian Angel". I belive I have ranted on long enough for tonight. I' may post the note I wrote just for you all to have for your reading pleasure. Until nect time... I bid you all a due. Happy trails.


QUOTE OF THE DAY:

"I must confess, I was born at a very early age."

~ Groucho Marx

Rain...Rain... Rain... hmm... that's all that seems to be happening lately. I don't know why I even bother trying to wash my car... chances are that it's going to rain again. I still need to buy 3 college books... because I B*llshitted my way through an English 1301.108 test today. I don't see how I got all the answers right except for question #1... ("What's the name of the Author who wrote this poem?")

Edgebrook plays tomorrow night... perphaps I should find out how much the cover charge is going to be... oh well. Woo Hoo! Renaissance Festival in 3 weeks!

Perphaps I should get the job at PHOBIA again in North Houston. HEY Guillermo, JoHanna, Marcus, James, Abby, Marisol, Romulo, Phillip, Matt, and whomever else is one of my close friends / Ren. Faire Buddies... if you want to try to get a job at Phobia give me a call. Because I want to try to get enough people to take control of "Terror in the Woods". The house was kool but too boring on my part. Well... hopefully I'll catch you all laterz!

QUOTE OF THE DAY:

"I drink to make other people interesting."

~ George Jean

HA HA! I finally put Guillermo to shame with my "awesome" archery skills. Maybe I should start making bets with him... our competition is getting pretty harsh and difficult anyways. It took me three shots but I finally hit a target Guillermo couldn't hit. At 100 ft... I got an arrow into the middle whole of an AOL free trail CD. We both usually hit the cds and shatter them but I finally got it in without shattering or even cracking the CD. I'd like to see him top that one. Now that's what I call a bullseye. Legolas couldn't do any better himself. Great... at the rate we're going... before long we'll be trying to shoot nickles out of the air. oh well...

I already know... your probably wondering why don't we just shoot regular targets like normal people... well... we've done that already... and bullseyes on those targets are just too easy. Perphaps I should force Guillermo to use my 45 lb. Recurve Bow instead of the 35 lb. beginner bow. Aiming with the beginner bow is just too easy...so perhaps I can put the target way out of his bow's reach... hmm... conspiracy is fun. Well... I got to reply to emails so i'll catch you all laterz!

QUOTE OF THE DAY:

"At my age flowers scare me."

~ George Burns

hmmm... I just picked up this quiz from my friend Vampire's Kitten's Journal of Chaos and Oblivion. I never really saw myself as being disloyal, dishonest and amoral... because I don't have a "wicked tongue" and i'm as loyal to my lover as a dog... But amoral... that could go either way. Why does the Rake bring back memories of the old Tick cartoon shows? oh yeah... that was a funny episode. It was the episode the Tick got turned into a bird I believe and Chairman chip & dale was auctioning him off. I should see if I can download it or buy it somewhere. What is it with rakes now in days... first a tick cartoon show... and then a miget in armour attacking us with one (my friend Guillermo knows what I'm talking about...) and now a seduction quiz. Okay I believe i'm done ranting for now. Laterz Everyone!


QUOTE OF THE MOMENT:

"Even if man could understand women he still wouldn't believe it."

~ Alex Brown

Greetings Journal/Blog and everyone that has nothing else better to do... I'm totally sore! I just got back from the tournament and man... there were alot of new faces. I placed 21 out of 53 which isn't bad but isn't good. Oh well... I just got to practice alittle more. The next tournament that I will be competeing at will be in November. Scott Brown (fencing head-coach of St. Thomas University, Tutor at Clear Lake Fencing Club and assistant coach of the South Houston High School fencng club (fancy title huh?) should be having an E & Under tournament in October... but I believe it's only for foil so that rules me out. I hate being penalized for being so good (j/k!)... even though it's kinda the truth. Tournaments that I can actually fence in are becoming hard to find... Mainly because i'm nationally ranked as a "D". I suppose i've confused a whole lot of you so... i'll try to put it into a form that you may able to understand.

NATIONAL RANKS
There are generally acceptions to who has what but this is generally the outline of how National Ranks go.
Important note: National Ranks, if not defended, generally decrease to a lower letter after every season goes by.

"A" = The best of the Best earn these ranking...mainly olympic fencers have this awarded to them.

"B" = This is the highest award that can be obtained without becoming an Olympic fencer.

"C" = Top fencers within the state generally earn this award...

"D" = Top fencers within the Division generally earn this at big local tournaments.

"E" = This is the first step to becoming a National fencer. Hard to achieve... but still a prestigous honor.

"U" = Unranked. If your new to fencing them your a "U".

In order to lose the "U"...a National ranks must be earned at tournaments.

As I already said... i'm sore and super tired right now so i'm going to go lay down and regain my strength. Hopefully I will get around to emailing all my friends back... for they have been so patient with my strive for "Swordfighting perfection" that I at least owe them that much. Just drop me a line whom ever about whatever. Laterz!

My email is : chaoticgoblin@imaterrorist.com


QUOTE OF THE DAY:

"In my house I'm the boss, my wife is just the decision maker."

~ Woody Allen

Greetings everyone! I've been meaning to post this for quite some time but it always slipped my mind.

Your score indicates that your personality might be best-suited for a position as a Shadow. Shadows were elite trained fighters who conducted night missions against vampires and zombies. Unlike members of the Assault Team, Shadows generally worked alone. The best Shadows tended to be loner types who possessed a combination of supreme confidence and a problem with authority. An ideal Shadow candidate was young and single, as the job's training requirements and strange hours allowed little time for a personal life.

That's me all over...well... I've got a tournament to win (j/k!) tomorrow morning so I better sign off and actually get some sleep. Check out these pics of me kick @ss:
Kyren vs AJ
Kyren vs Ko

QUOTE OF THE DAY:

"Blessed are the young, for they shall inherit the National Debt."

~ Herbert Hoover

Greetings Everyone... finally a day without rain. Don't take me wrong... I love it when it rains but an over abundance of anything is never good. I finally got a current copy of my fencing schedule and i'm going to post it on here. Not only for your viewing pleasure but also for me to have as reference. (I tend to forget things whether it be a fencing tournament date, a friend's birthday or even my name...) Here it is:

CALL TO ARMS TOURNAMENT
Where: University of Houston (Central Campus)
2nd floor University Center in the Houston Room
When: September 7, 2003
Type: Open Foil, Epee & Sabre
Fees: Approximately $20 (USFA Required)

"E" & UNDER TOURNAMENT
Where: Clear Lake Fencing Club
When: November 1, 2003
Type: Mixed foil, Women's Foil & Mixed Epee
Fees: Approximately $15 (USFA Required)

"D" & UNDER FOILTOURNAMENT
Where: South Houston High School
When: November 15, 2003
Type: Mixed Foil
Fees: Approximately $5 (USFA Required)

JUNIOR OLYMPIC QUALIFIER
Where: Salle Mauro Fencing Academy
When: December 7, 2003
Type: All (Foil, Sabre & Epee)
Fees: Approximately $15 (USFA Required)

SPRING OPEN TOURNAMENT
Where: Clear Lake Fencing Club
When: April 10, 2004
Type: Open Foil, Epee & Sabre
Fees: Approximately $15 (USFA Required)

"D" & UNDER FOIL TOURNAMENT
Where: South Houston High School
When: April 24, 2004
Type: Mixed Foil
Fees: Approximately $5 (USFA Required)
Note: Registration closes at 9:00 AM

Man... I hate Salle Mauro ... a club full of hotheads, sorelosers and cheaters. They are not getting past me this year... Not after how my friend Marcus & I got screwed last year. How could anyone expect us to win when the directors are coaches from the academy itself... especially when they lean in favor of their own pupils. This year... I going all out. I will take the qualifier spot from those arrogant fat cats. Okay... if your wondering about my grudge against Salle Mauro... I can explain how that came to be. First off... The academy is headed by an arrogant, decietful coach (Mauro Hamza) whom at one point was Secretary of Gulf Coast division while Andrey Geva (Another Salle Mauro "lacky") was headchairman of the the Gulfcoast division. They held "fair votes and elections" without telling anyone else but the parents of the Salle Mauro Fencing Academy whom which he forced them to pay to become USFA members so they could vote in thier children's stead... because in order to join Salle Mauro... anyone under 18 must have USFA and their parents much have USFA membership or Hamza (the Head coach) would refuse to teach their child. So elections usually resulted in being one-sided. Secondly... Hamza only offered his Academy to important tournaments such as Qualifiers, Divisional and Sectional Tournaments... and no one could fight to have the location changed due to the crooked voting system. Last year's Junior Olympic Qualifier would have been a dangerous situation if not for John & Matt (Sorry guys... I forgot how to spell your last names)... members on the Gulf Coast division Board. Because before they got there... the tournament went on without Mask testing... weapon inspections... and first aid. Three very vital elements especially when people are going at each other with swords. I literally left with a bruised left arm... and my friend phillip left with a bloody nose. Don't think we were the only ones that left home hurting... one of their own left with a fractured knee due to my Power Lunge (Yeah... I name my attacks now) I don't care what anyone says... Right of way should not be given to "the flick". I wish there was a good way to explain it to all of you out there that don't know what the fencing attacks i'm complaining about are. I'm going to stop now before I end up writing a novel on how much I hate Salle Mauro! Well... just to lighten things up... check out this Lawsuit against "Hooter's."

I VOW TO EVERYONE THAT IS READING THIS SENTENCE THAT I WILL NEVER JOIN SALLE MAURO AND I WILL NEVER SIDE WITH HAMZA!


QUOTE OF THE DAY:

"Never think your opponent is dead until your sure that your rapier is hard to take out of his skull..."

~ Anonymous (Note: I truthfully forgot the guy's name who told me this...sorry)

Greetings once again... I didn't go to school today... well... college that is but I did stop by at my old highschool to say a quick hi to my old fencing buddies. I'll be seeing them Sunday at the University of Houston... sure is going to be weird competing against them as an unaffiliated swordsman... but oh well. I guess it was bound to happen someday... Man it sure is raining alot. Just my luck... the day I finally get around to washing my car and it rains. grrr... I'm not sure whether or I filled you all in or not. I no longer drive "old betsy" (aka... 1984' chevy blazer... has an engine that shuts off spontaneously, an air condition system that's shoots out hot air in the summer and cold air in the winter, brakes that aren't much to brag about, the driver's seat belt that is "unfunctional", the entire truck shakes when moving at 30 mph or over, has a very loose steering wheel, has headlights that move around while driving, has windshield wipers that work only when you "catch them just right"... and a death trap/spring loaded glove compartment that launches out at you when you open it the "wrong way".) because now I have a 2003 Nissan Sentra. Man... I had "adventures" in that truck. The stories I could tell... but I'm pretty sure it would take up 5-7 pages just writing down half of them. If your wondering... what type of "adventures" well... lets just say they vary from "The Attack from the killer hobo" to "The day I almost broke my leg". I may post a few stories here later on if some event reminds me of one them. I have to reply to alot of email so I think i'll end this blog now. Later everyone! Oh one last thing... I refound my old band's site that has a couple of pictures of my former bandmates and I.
Check out the pics here: New Moon Insanity.


LYRIC OF THE DAY:

"Emptiness is Loneliness and Loneliness is Cleanliness and Cleanliness is Godliness and God is empty just like me..."

~ Billy Corgan ("Zero")

Man... I really hate sexist people... whether they be feminist or masculist.... i'm pretty sure I spelled that wrong but oh well. Okay...Gather around kiddies... here's today's story... There's this girl in my animation class named Jessica. She showed up to class late and walked in while the professor was lecturing... but no body really noticed her and the professor went on. She proceeded to look for a seat near the presentation the professor was demonstrating... and when she didn't find an open seat she remained standing for at least 5 - 10 minutes. Then finally I decided to just let her take my spot because I wasn't paying attention to the presentation anyways... he was explaining a bunch of stuff that I already knew. I got up and walked my way towards her... I told her that she could sit in my chair if she wanted to but then from out of no where she outlashed at me saying that I wouldn't have given up my seat to her if she weren't a woman...then proceed to bitch and complain about how males now in days are so single minded and deceitful ... disrupting the rest of the class as well as the professor. I just walked away from her... and proceeded to move to the back of the room whether she wanted the chair or not. The professor calmed her down and then continued on with his lesson. I swear my ears were burning for the rest of that class period... This being one of the few times that I didn't outlash back at my "verbal asailant"... I feel that i'm glad I didn't make a permanant enemy out of her. The irony of it all is that in the end... she took the seat that I gave up. So i'm not sure whether that would be considered a loss to her or a neutral ending to us both... I guess it really doesn't matter.

Off that subject... I finally renewed my driver's license today... for it being expired for 2 1/2 years... they sure didn't ask very many questions... they seemed more eager to take my $24 bucks more than anything. I learned alot for this guy I was talking to as I stood in line waiting to get me renewal. Who knew that all the lines on a school bus had a meaning... I thought they were bumpers or just for decoration. Apparently they're suppost to tell the driver where they are or something like that. I got school again tomorrow so I better stop now before I get into another story like good old Mr. Goode... if you don't know who he is... i'll explain him later on.


QUOTE OF THE DAY:

"The secret of creativity is knowing how to hide your sources."

~ Albert Einstein

Greetings Net surfers! I'm in a better mood tonight... I guess letting off "steam" through my shinai (Bamboo Kendo Sword) really helped clear my mind... I kinda feel bad for the other person on the other end of my fustration but I hardly knew him anyways... but I guess that still doesn't make it right that I beat him to a bloody pulp. oh well... what's done is done I guess... no use trying the change past... just learn from it and move onward to the future...

Damn Guillermo... he stole my title of "Super Awesome Godly Archery champion of the Universe"... but i'll get it back from him... tomorrow. I can't see how he beat me when I hit the target 3 out of 6 times and he only got it once... damn that arrow split.

I was talking to my best friend JoHanna today (not to be confused with my ex-girlfriend Joana)... and she seems to be acting as her same old big sister self. It sure felt good for her to just lay her head on my shoulder and talk. I really haven't been able to talk with her for longer than five minutes for two years. It's wasn't that we didn't have much to say... it was mainly due to outside involvement. Either I was too busy with tournaments and competitions or she had some super jealous boyfriend that really didn't like me for no reason at all. I wasn't sure what I did to him but man... he really "mad dogged" me alot. Well... that all ended he finally put his hostile words to actions and ended up face first on a street curb. I didn't want to fight him but throwing an unopened beer can as hard as he could purposely and connecting with my head... that was the last straw. Okay... if your wondering what I did to prevoke such an action... well... let's just say I was being my sarcastic self... he couldn't take a god damn joke (first joke I ever made towards him) and then lead from can into my head and his fist into my face... then his head into the street. I'm not a very hostile person but I can and will defend myself up to the point where I will stop my attacker from harming me, my friends and themselves. That's the only reason why I beat on him until he stayed down. I know I felt bad doing that in front of JoHanna and all the rest of my and his friends (was suppost to be an intermixing party)... but it had to be done.

Thank the spirits that I haven't been in any fights since the end of last year. I hope I can go this entire year without having to hurt someone with my fists... That would make for a pleasent year. Anyways back to what I was saying... I had a good talk to Johanna and she gave me some pretty good advice that I may post up on here later... but I'm not sure if one of the three is reading this so i'll just keep this information between me and johanna. As I said it sure was good just to be with her... and if your wondering... no... I haven't fallen for Johanna... We've been like this for the longest time but things changed. Hopefully things will turn better for me... at least I know most of my friends are going through less strainous things. Well... I got school tomorrow... so I better end this blog now. Catch you all laterz!


LYRIC OF THE DAY:

"I want to thank you mom... I want to thank you dad for bringing this f*cking world to it's bitter end..."

~ Marilyn Manson ("Disposable Teens")