He said he drank a lot.Quote:
Originally Posted by station82o
Also, my life is too boring to describe.
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He said he drank a lot.Quote:
Originally Posted by station82o
Also, my life is too boring to describe.
Mine's been detailed time and time again on this board, in short, I love the good times and appreciate the bad, such as being born 4 1/2 months early, clinically dying four times, and losing most of my eyesight.
I'm too fucking lazy to write a book, so I'm going to do the cliff notes version.
Born September 26 1979. Was an outcast in elementary school, turned into a skinhead in middle school, then joined the drama crowd and the drug crowd in HS. Drank a lot, did a lot of drugs, had some sex, had a gorgeous GF that broke my heart into a million pieces (which I've yet to fully recover from) and dropped out of HS Junior year. Went back at the beginning of Senior year and dropped out again after a semester.
Had a job working at a hotel for the longest time, went to Europe in the summer of '99 with some buddies and had the greatest time of my life, even got to go to the Love Parade '99 in Berlin. Came back, moved out of home, and got myself in major fucking debt over the next 2 years.
Moved back into my mother's house to change my life around. Went back, got my GED, and proceeded straight to the community college. I'm just finishing up my AA now and am transfering off to the University of Iowa in the fall.
All in all, I've had my good times and my bad times. There's some things I'd like to change, but in general I'm happy with what I've had.
wtf... Well i typed it out and the comp FARTED so fine
fuck you too
How long does it take to type: "I was born, I had a stalker, I met Dan, I'm cranky"?
No I was born in 78.
I was drunk. Forgive me.
Born March 26th 1986 in Ste-Annes hospital in Montreal. Grew up in Lasalle, Chateauguay and finally my real hometown Saint-Laurent when I was 6. Grew up and had an awesome time there. Played basketball for the Saint-Laurent team and won MVP on my last 3 years. Won a dozen medals and trophies/awards/etc. School was great, I was top kid of my class every year, but that's not saying much in elementary when your average is 98. I made a ton of great friends and a elementary crush that I still see alot today, and goes to Dawson, a College in the heart of Montreal.
Saint-Laurent kicked all kinds of ass, I remember going to a field trip up north, we called them "classe vertes" where we'd rent a huge ass villa for the whole class and just relax and play sports and video games [that's right, teachers too] all day long. Some fucking great memories. I was also a huge game fanatic back then, finishing Mario bros 3 when I was...3, I started to get a huge facination with games and finally got suscribed to Nintendo Power when I was 10. There was this store near my house "Microplay" and they would have gaming contests in their store every month. I was the youngest player [10] and won 6 contests in a row [which entitles a cash prize of 65$ or any game of your choosing, I took the money]. Needless to say, I'm still pretty much the "gamer" and also bballer of the groups I hang out with. Old habits die hard.
I moved out of Saint-Laurent when I was 12, due to the fact that my parents weren't content with the house we bought and wanted something bigger, especially with 2 brand new sisters onthe way, we needed to start living large. In May of 1998, we moved 20 kilometers West of STL to the West of Montreal, [the West Island], more specifically, Kirkland. Leaving the old gang that took me a while to grow accustom to really sucked but I found out shortly after leaving that the new surrounding suited my personality a hell of a lot more than STL did. Go figure. So I lost the friends, the community, the park next to my house that rocked every Fridays and Saturdays with bball and rollerblading. I lost it all, even my Super nintendo. :(
For 5 years, I went to the "Ecole Secondaire Felix-Leclerc". I won't say that this school has changed me, but because of that great estasblishment I met some of the craziest, funniest and wildest people you could imagine. Grade 7 was a changing point for me, what with me moving and getting used to a completely different crowd. The West Isle is far different from the East side of Montreal. Where I came from, people lived happy little normal lives and didn't really "live it up" but we're glad with what they had. On the first day I moved here, I saw 4 Ferraris and a Viper GTS. I've never seen one in front of me before that day. Gave me a clear idea of what people here are about. My new home was in Kirkland which is a middle-upper class kinda region, so everyone is sort of fed with a silver spoon. Most of the kids we're pretty snotty, they'll treat you badly because you we're different, but once they saw how nice I was, they jumped in and said hello. The rest of my high years isn't much to talk about, except for the fact that my grades we're falling, tremendously. I was always bordering the passing grade and fooling around constantly. I look at those times as pretty grim moments of my life, what with my dad always yellin' at me to do better and start studying again, but i was just having a blast being a kid, and didnt really feel like al this school BS. I straightened out and did better in my finishing year and graduated last year in June 2003 and just moved on. Luckily I still see all the friends I made in the past. June 2003 was also the last year I played in any organized sports association. After moving in 1998, I played for the West Island Lakers, house and some inter city for 5 years, as well as 3 years with interscholar games all around MTL. There was also a Christians competition that I won a couple years back but there's not much to say about that.
I still live in Kirkland, and done with middle/high school, I go to John Abbott College in St-Anne-de-Bellevue, about 10 minutes off the West coast of Montreal. It's one hell of a fine school. About all the friends I made went downtown to Dawson College because its far nicer and the ratio of girl/boy students was insanely satisfying, but I decided to stay at Abbott because it took a good 8 minutes by car to get back home and 10 by bus as oppose an hour or two if I went downtown. So far, I'm doing fine, and trying to resist the temptation to just socialize and fail like everyone else is.
Afterwards, I plan to probably move far far far away, which is a weird thing to say since I usually hate moving, but one of my best buds is moving to Ottawa next year after we both finish at Abbott and I believe it would be a great idea to go study there, seeing how I'm someone that doesn't like to move around all that much. I thought about Journalism but I'm not satisfied with just going in that kind of career. If so, I'd like to be editor or something, because I was born to lead. Yeah, that's right.
I was born in the King Edward VII Memorial Hospital on the island of Bermuda on August 2nd, 1980 to Donald and Joan. My father had been moved to a hospital in England, having been diagnosed with terminal Leukimia. He died on Sept. 10th, if I remember correctly.
My mother moved back to the US, Medford, MA to be exact, to be with family and try to cope with the loss.
I started off in catholic school, but that changed after it became ridiculous for my mother to try to afford it. We lived with my grandmother, and to this day we live in the same house. She was a great lady, liked to spoil her grandchildren.
So I played my sports, videogames, and did reasonably well in school.
Around the time I began high school we began to notice my grandmother was losing it. So my mother and took shifts taking care of her. Around this time I got my first job, at a hosiptal, doing food service during the week, and transporting duties (for patients) on the weekend. Met some chicks, blew a chance with a really hot one in there I remember, began dating my first in a long line of manipulative psycho bitches (though this one takes the cake at five years) and began smoking cigaretttes somewhat maniacally.
Got into music. Enjoyed it. Hated working with all but the most compatible of other people musically. Built up a practical haven in my basement of various musical equipment (Fully customized Drumkit built one cymbal at a time, Three guitars, one Bass, two amps, one mixer, one four track, one keyboard/synthesizer, various professional mikes...THE WORKS).
Then my basement flooded and I just recently got the will to start this shit up again, though its for much different reasons then before.
Got a 1230 on my SATS, but finshed with a substandardd GPA (2.345) if I recall. Had some fun with drugs, till it became unfun. Wound up with a scholarship to a school that ended up going bankrupt, never got my shit together in that area. Broke up with my chick. Wound up bouncing around from job to job. Quit working for awhile when my Grandmother died.
Took time off from life by being ridiculously lazy for two summers I never got to myself because of my grandmother and bitter resentment for the responsiblities shoved on me when I was young.
Never owned a computer till 2000. Found out about the internet, and sadly became a "livejournal saved my life" tool. Found Gamego when I found Shidoshi's live journa and asked him what the hell happpened to Gamefan. For all I make fun of the internet and how lame I for being on , I have met a bunch of great people online, (including M :tu: ), and have had a lot of opportunities I would never have even fathomed, because of this thing. So I can't complain.
At the moment, at 23 years old, I am struggling for perfection and fighting off unrealistic delusions of granduer for what I want to accomplish with my life, though not too hard as you need to be a bit unrealistic to get somewhere on this planet.
Thats about all I'll say. If you want more you can frigging IM me.
Later.
-Daniel-
this thread makes me feel old
* Born September 30th, 1983, around the time Australian one the America's Cup. Suck it!
* As a kid I was obsessed with elephants; used to draw a lot (mainly elephants); ran around the backyard nekkid a lot, I have this classic picture of me watering the garden nekkid with a bucket on my head. I used to put records on all the time by myself, at the time I loved Talking Heads, The Cure, Paul Simon, B52s, and Elvis Costello.
* In primary school I was pretty much the "weird-best-friend-of-the-most-popular-kid-in-school". NES = me to stop drawing and being creative.
* Ruled at school but I got in trouble A LOT! I called my 1st year teacher "a grumpy old bitch"... but was still accelerated to a combined year 2-3 class. More trouble throughout primary school. I started puberty REALLY early... which sucked... although resulted in "show me yours, show me mine" moment in year 5".
* High school I was pretty much in a multicultural group of boys that weren't arseholes but weren't nerds either (I had to pretty much hide the fact I loved videogames so much to be accepted in said group). Puberty started to fuck me around harder... fucked up my voice hard and made my skin look like the Somme. And just as I was hearing through the grapevine from multiple sources that the nicest girl in school and some others had crushes on me :(
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