What's your life story?

**Mr-K** · 16 Apr 2004, 02:54 PM

I started typing out my life story and realized that it isn't sad or interesting at all.

Elementary school: I was the fat kid that most people picked on, but that kinda died down when I kicked the crap out of a kid because of it. But I was rather well liked by my classmates outside of that, I was the loud funny one... and I still am the the loud funny one. It was here where I made some of the friends that I hang out with today.

Middle School: Got my ass kicked by a 6 foot tall black guy, who was... probably 12. No reason behind the fight he was made so he started hitting first person he saw. But it was in front of the entire gym which... was about 60% of my entire grade. So I still catch shit about that, but I mean come on, he was like 100 times bigger than I was. In 7th grade I decided to be an ass and abandon my friends to try to be 'cool.' That was really stupid, Middle school sucked so much, it was really friggin terrible.

High School: Got back together with my old friends in ninth grade and started to have a great time. I don't really have any complaints regarding high school besides the general suckiness of it, but I couldn't have asked for better people there. I was nominated for class clown but lost to a friend of mine (who most people agree isn't very funny). Graduated with a 2.9999 because I was a shithead my freshman year and didn't do my schoolwork. Because of it I got into a college I didn't want to go to.

College: Here I am at Christopher Newport University two weeks from finishing my freshman year. I'm transferring out of here next year as I got into Virginia Tech and wait listed at James Madison University, but everyone here is trying to talk me out of it. But I'm gonna go anyway, I don't like this place too much.

So nothing really all that tragic or exciting here.

**Calliander** · 16 Apr 2004, 03:24 PM

Name: Calliander
Date of Birth: October 2nd, 1979
Location of Birth: Yale New Haven Hospital, New Haven, Connecticut
Parents: Both alive, married until I reached age of 20, divorced, but are now living together again and thinking of remarrying
Siblings: Sister, 22 years old
TNL Real Life Friends: Stone, SpoDaddy, SapphirePhoenix
Brief History: Graduated from high school with below average GPA; enrolled for one semester at Eastern Connecticut State University and was kicked out due to tremendous slacking off; continued education part time for a few more semesters at Southern Connecticut State University majoring in Computer Science and achieving average GPA, but lack of funds forced me out; went to work for Apple Computer Reseller, began learning the trade; gained experience in the field with both Macs and PCs, saw that Macintosh was the way I wanted to go; moved to California for a better job with an Apple Service Provider; currently living in Long Beach with girlfriend (SapphirePhoenix)

That's all I can think of to put down.

**Shapermc** · 16 Apr 2004, 03:30 PM

I am bored so I will give the short version. Not many of you know me so this is only fair. Also, this is really not that interesting.

Born: March 26 1981 In Elkgrove Village in Illinois I think.

I tried to think of the next thing, this is not really working. I don’t remember my childhood very well. I remember when I turned 5 I had a party in my parents basement where I got a Light saber that was like twice as long as I was tall. My mom took a picture of me spearing it through my friend’s chest. I think that is why I remember it.

Up through 6th grade the only thing that I really remember is hating Spanish class. Weird reading your guys stuff. I am really not that old, yet remember almost nothing before this time – 12 years old. I remember a sleep over party when I turned ten where my mom rented the entire Nightmare on Elm St. movies that were out. When I was younger I wanted to be a fireman.

In middle school I was ostracized. I just moved from another town and knew no one. I was going into 6th grade and would be with these people through 8th grade and some longer. I had many choices on what language to study in school and for some reason I picked Latin. My time there was not fun and the students mainly did not like me. I remember getting picked on and not being able to find a girlfriend.

9th grade nobody liked me still. Well it felt that way at least. I became more of an outcast and had somewhere around 40 detentions my freshman year. 10th grade I met my friend Micah. Great guy, taught me to do just about every drug under the sun. When I got kicked out of my house a few times I stayed with him. Good times.

I remember not feeling challenged in school and just having a C average. I never really did my homework unless it was a report. The only class I remember liking was English. I did quite well in English.

I got a girlfriend my Sophomore year too. It was towards the end of the year, but I don’t exactly remember. She was a year older than I was. It took 4 months for me to get into her pants. I was her first, I felt cool about it, but I guess that I spent too much time with her and my friends thought I ignored them.

My Junior year I was in love, stoned, and made a 2nd place state wide Movie Short. It was a good year. I realized that I needed to graduate early to go to college with my “love”.

I graduated early and went to The University of Illinois Chicago. My Senior semester of highschool I got a 3.5 (out of 4) and graduated with a 2.7 GPA. Not bad.

I went to about 2 weeks worth of class. My 2+ year girlfriend decides that, while I was drunk one night, to go over to my roommates bunk. I wake up early. I open my wrist with a bowie knife. It was frightening.

I moved back home after that. My drug habit increased and I was just doing nothing in life. I stole from my job – stole lots – and was being a complete looser. When I was working at Blockbuster – not the job I was stealing from – an Ex-Girlfriend from HS moved back into town. Almost a year had passed since my last girlfriend broke up with me. I was not over it.

We dated for a bit – Sara is her name - then ended up moving in together after both getting kicked out of our houses. Apartments suck. Roommates suck. Life sucked. I was delivering pizzas and worked as a temp doing data entry.

After the lease was coming up on a year Sara told me I was going nowhere in my life, and that if I did not doing something about it that she could no longer be with me. It was quite more romantic and compassionate than I make it sound. It was raining and we were making up in front of a mall after a fight, rain matted our hair to our faces.

That was a little over 4 years ago. I joined the military (USCG) and that is where I type this from, work. We got married after I got out of boot camp. Shit was rough for a bit, I thought we might get divorced after only being married a year, but we made it.

Now she is finishing up her second year of Nursing School and I have agreed to stay in service until she graduates. I will at that time go back to school. I want to be an English teacher with a minor in Theology.

Actually that turned out longer than I thought it would and I left out a hell of a lot of shit.

lithium · 16 Apr 2004, 03:35 PM

Oct 2nd is my birthday too....

Name: Lithium (Matt)
DOB: 10/2/77
Born: In Battle Creek, Michigan
Parents: married 30 years, living in Iowa
I've lived in: Michigan, Northern Cali, Southern Cali, Florida, Illinois (Chicago), Iowa, Vermont and now West Virginia
Sibling: one brother, 30, in NYC
Education: BFA in Graphic Design from the Art Institute of Chicago, BS in Computer Science from the University of Iowa
story: Er, I've lived everywhere, currently work as a software developer, previously worked as a graphic designer and hated it. I hope to one day become a teacher. My life is generally rockin' right now and so I'm happy about that. Keep it coming. West Virginia is an odd, odd place, but I really like it. It suits me well.

**Opaque** · 16 Apr 2004, 04:14 PM

here's a story for the kids...

I was born in Oklahoma City, Oklahoma on August 22, 1985. I lived there for about a year I think, then my mom and dad moved to Arizona, my mom divorced my dad there and moved me and her to Escondido CA, it's north of San Diego. At this point I was so young, I didn't even remeber my dad, and by the time I was four my mom was dating my future step father, who when I was six married my mom, and now I proudly call him dad.

Anyway, I went to elementry school and did really well. I was moved into all the advanced groups like GATE and Wordly Wise, but I really hated doing school work. I did the crossing guard program, and that was fun.

We moved into our current house right before I started Middle School. Now middle school was not a bad experience for me. I never had a lack of friends, I never got picked on, but, at the same time, it was middle school. Classes were dumb, rules were overly strict, and there was the over all akwardness of trying to grow up, but sucking at it.

I started skateboarding in seventh grade. I picked it up pretty fast, and skated all the way into my junior year of highschool. I was doing a ten stair and I crushed up my left hand. It was two months before I skated again, and the next time I got on a board I rolled my ankle, and never skated again. I was very close to going am too. Luckily this was the off season forthe other sports I was doing. But I'll get there.

Highschool is the logical next place for this to go. Now highschool was alright. I had a diverse collection of friends, alot more freedom, class choices, and again, I never had to go through any of the scolding or teasing you could get in your freshman year. But boy was it fun to dish it out later.

I met and dated alot of crazy ass bitches around this time too. Seriously, three of them had either been in a mental institution, or were put on medication and seeing doctors regularly.

I got my first job Junior Year working at a deli by the beach. It was great. Awesome food, chicks in bikinis, great tips, fun people. I had the best boss ever too. Funny guy, who grew alot of weird vegetables and made us cakes all the time.

Near the end of Senior Year, I left the deli and went to gamestop, I was there until about two weeks ago. I have mixed feelings about the time I spent there. On the one hand I got games at dicount, more hours and better pay. On the other hand, they worked me like a dog, payed me less then they really should have, and I had no free time.

Moving along. One good thing about high school, was all the free shit I got at teh end of my senior year. I won a nice digital camera, a big TV (which I returned and got cash back for, w00t indeed!) and a bunch of free food things through ASB.

I got a 1280 on my SAT's and graduated with a 3.4 something GPA. Also somehwere in there I ran Varsity Cross Country and Track. I Pole Vaulted, which is, without a doubt, the best sport in the history of forever. ASB was a good experience, taught me team work and resposibility, alos I got to play music at lunch and piss of all the black kids when I didn't have rap.

I also lost two cars right after senior year, one in a head-on and another was stolen.

Good Side story: one day I played The Pixies' Where is my Mind, and as you all know it is the ending theme to Fight Club, well two fights broke out during it. Amazing!

I now am a very part time student at a local Community college. I say part time because I stopped going at teh end of last semster and I took this semester off. In my defense, I lived on a couch at Rhydant's house for two months towards the end of last semster and the ebgining of this one. So the going to school, and being able to afford it wasn't really an option. now that I am back at home I'm going to return next semester.

At this point, I am just relaxing and enjoying life. I found a girl I love and I don't really care if I get another job for a while. I have enough games to keep me entertained for a while, food to eat and a place to sleep. It's a good thing.

**dave is ok** · 16 Apr 2004, 04:33 PM

I was born on Friday August 13th 1982 in Winchester, Massachusetts, was a twin ( still am, I was kicked on the way out and born with a black eye if you believe it )and had an overly generous serving of estrogen living with a million girls ( three sisters: older, younger, and twin, no brothers ). I was a quiet kid, shy, sensitive. Played pop warner football starting in fifth grade and continuing through freshman year of high school, started playing guitar in seventh grade and have been in a hundred shitty bands since then, my my first serious girlfriend, Crystal, in eighth grade. We were together for three or four years, until I caught her messing around with my best friend one night, all is fair though, because I kind of swiped his girl from him a couple of months prior. I got into drinkin' and druggin' somewhere in high school, experiment with all the usual things. I was elected class president of my senior class, took my mom to the senior prom as a gag. Worked a couple of years at a drugstore. Started getting terrible panic attacks a year after high school, to compensate, began taking lots of painkillers. Worked a year as an HVAC Technician and two years as FedEx customer service rep. Went on a cruise to Bermuda. Was pretty miserable for these few years, so I'm not going to write anymore about them. Ummmm, got my current job at a law office, moved out of my parents house at 19. Met my current girlfriend ( who is way to good looking to be with me ), a few days after we got together her dad died, so that's how I met her whole family, moved in with her. Got pretty dependant on pain pills, so I cut them out as much as I could. Still trying to avoid panic, whilst thinking about it at least once a day, about to get thrown out on the curb because my landlord ( my older sisters fiance, as well ) got arrested for armed robbery. And thats about it. Played alot of music and video games throughout.

Originally Posted by youandwhosearmy

. 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). -

So of the three, how many of those guitars were mine?

**g0zen** · 16 Apr 2004, 05:02 PM

I was born on February 6th, 1983 at the Bristol Memorial Hospital in Bristol, TN. My early childhood years were spent in a dilapidated house in Piney Flats, TN only a mile from an infamous haunted house (The Allison House) and a road renown for fatal car accidents. My first experience with games came pretty early, when I played Dark Castle and a Star Trek game on my parent's Apple II. At age 5, they got me my NES and there was much rejoicing. I lived there until about the age of 6 or 7, when my parents had a pretty messy divorce.

The next few months I spent on my Grandparent's tobacco farm while they battled it out in court, in the end they opted for joint-custody of me. This didn't work out well because immediately after the divorce my mother moved down to Florida to live near her father and put the house me and my Dad were living in up for sale (her father had bought it for them as a wedding gift, I think). Luckily, no one wanted it so it stayed on the market for the next three or four years.

After a couple years living with my Dad during the school year and my Mom during the summer, my Mom forced my Dad to turn the tables and made me live down there with her during the school year. I hated this arrangement because my Mom at the time was living in Tallahassee and because of the district she lived in I had to go to an entirely black school. Because of my size (I was a pretty big kid, even then) and my distinctive hillbilly accent, I was beaten down pretty regularly. The only good memory I have of this time period is on Saturdays my Mom would take me with her to the mall, and while she got her hair done she gave me like twenty dollars in fives to spend in the arcade. I'd piss that money away pretty quickly, playing World Heroes and that hologram game with the time-travelling cowboy.

Eventually we moved out of Tallahassee to live closer to her father, my grandfather, in Bristol, FL. This arrangement was better for me because the school was populated with moronic redneck kids who made me look like a genius in comparison, I held one of the highest grade-point averages in the school my entire time there. Naturally, this didn't make me any friends, so I spent most of my free time alone playing on my NES.

Finally my Mom got to the point where she couldn't afford to keep me around anymore and sent me back up to live with my Dad full-time. We had to move into an apartment next a bowling alley because someone had actually bought the old house. We lived there for maybe three years before moving into the house I'm living in now, right next to the old family tobacco farm (which has since become grazing land for the cattle of a local rancher because the tobacco industry screwed all the TN farmers).

Through high school I made most of the friends I have today, got into games hardcore during that time and haven't looked back, graduated in 2001 and immediately went into the local Community College where I'm going for a degree in Socio-Behavioral Science.
I've only had a few jobs worth mentioning since high school, the most entertaining of which was that I was an announcer for a local wrestling federation (it was a real deal operation to, not backyard), but had to eventually quit because they couldn't pay me for traveling expenses. After that I was a Bagger / Cashier at a Food Lion, but had to quit that because they wouldn't schedule me around my classes. Since then I've been unemployed, but a full-time student.

As it stands right now, I'm about two or three credits shy of my Liberal Arts degree, I'll be transfering to ETSU either next fall or spring of '05. Not much else to say, I've left a lot out, but most of them are just funny (and / or tragic) stories.

**Rhydant** · 16 Apr 2004, 06:43 PM

My life is pretty bland, so I'll break it up into years.

I was born on December 27th, 1984 at Palomar Medical Hospitol in Escondido, CA. Right in time for dinner.

Before 1st grade: Don't remember much. Didn't go to preschool, just stayed home and played with my Ninja Turtles.

1st-3rd Grade: Don't remember alot about this, either. I was the best person at reading and math in my class, and had alot of friends. Got my NES around this time.

4th: Moved, and went to a different school. I met Opaque here and alot of other people i still see every now and then.

5th: My dad lost his job and started drinking. Heavily. Me and my two sisters moved in with my mom. Life was pretty rough because my mom wasnt exactly prepared to handle 3 children all by herself ( we had lived my only my dad fo about 3 years prior). But we got through it.

6th: Middle school was... interesting. I had alot of friends and enjoyed life quiet a bit. My older sister stole my SNES and sold it to someone. Bitch. Started getting into computers around this time.

7th: Our apartment manager misread our lease, and so instead of having 2 months to move out, we had 2 weeks. Chaos insued and we moved in with my mom's then boyfriend. Around this time my older sister was getting into alot of trouble, and my dad was preparing to move back out to Colorado to take care of my grandmother. He decided to take my sister with him. My other sister and I went out to visit over the summer. While at my mom's boyfriend's house thing sucked. I had to live with his two snotty children and hear our parent's yell at eachother. My grades fell, and we were more or less kicked out. Lived in a hotel and at my aunt's house for 2 or 3 days and my mom found another apartment. I played for the school hockey team, too. And during one un-supervised practice (our coach was a ditz) the team decided to turn on me. I was the target of every shot and every stick if i went near someone. They wouldnt let me off the rink until I snapped and two handed one kid's face. Probably the worst day of my life.

8th: We were still kinda recuperating from the previous year. My sister moved back from Colorado, and I got in a fight nearly every week with this one kid named Tim. I'm really now sure why we hated eachother so much. Nothing big happened (which was good) and i flew under the radar for a good amount of time. Also, started hanging out at TNL and in the GF_Tavern. could be sooner, but i forget.

9th: We moved into the first house I ever lived in. First day of high school I was nearly knocked to my ass by some Senior. Then alot of my friends wouldnt talk to me. I was alone for a few days until i finally found someone I knew who I could hang out with at lunch. I was really terrified of high school for the first few weeks. My uncle gave me his old snowboard and took me up to Big Bear, and that was my new thing. The year went by and I made a couple of new friends and ended quietly.

10th: Over the summer I had started playing football for the school. But i caught bronchitis and couldnt walk across a room without hacking up a lung. So that ended pretty quickly. My mom had gotten back with her boyfriend (mentioned above) awhile back and the two decided to get married. Great. He make an addition to his house and we move in. I work as an I.T. intern at my mom's office and make $9 for building computers and playing games. Went to my first concert ever. Saw Radiohead at the Hollywood bowl in LA with Opaque. Life was great.

11th: Things turn to shit at home and my mom and step-dad of 2 months get devorced. We move out to a small apartment right nextdoor to the high school. Nothing new or anything we couldnt handle. I stopped hanging out with my two best friends for no apparent reason. When ever I see them around its kinda akward. Opaque and I walked to my house every day after school to watche Cowboy Bebop and playe video games. Played hockey for the school, flew under the radar abit once more, and things started to pick up. Best year of high school.

12th: This year was really layed back. As a senior in my high school you didnt really have to do anything. So i didnt. still passed all my classes and graduated with a 3.25 and an SAT score of about 1180. I met a really amazing girl during this time named Laura. I still see her every week or so, but have yet to make a move. Got my first real job at Home Depot pushing carts and loading shit. Not great, but the money was good.

First year of College: I go to Palomar Community College. Its like high school with cigarettes and an arcade. Not horrible. We move into a house the next city over during the summer. Then move out about 4 months later. Turns out the owner of the house had died and his family sold it to someone else. No one told us. The joke is on them, though. The house's foundation is cracked.

At Palomar I made a grip of new friends. One including TNL's NGEFreek. Good times. Then in Febuary I crashed my truck into a Honda CRV. Another set back. I search for a job for 2 months until I find one, then walk out on that after two weeks. The following day i get a job at a drug store (Long's). And thats where I am now. Things are going pretty well right now. I'm building a portfolio in graphic/web design, I have a good job, and am more or less happy.

Now: I take a shower and go out for abit.

Wow. that was long.

Originally Posted by Opaque

Good Side story: one day I played The Pixies' Where is my Mind, and as you all know it is the ending theme to Fight Club, well two fights broke out during it. Amazing!

Yeah... that was a good day.