Respect My Privacy. Just Respect It

(It's kind of crude so like... take discretion)







Okay, I get the fact that half of you have no sense of maturity or realistic mental development, and that's a serious problem that someone else in your miserable life will have to deal with and I will have no participation upon... But that goes for some other time.






So what point do I want to make to you? (It gets a little um... duragatory after this point, read with discretion) RESPECT MY FUCKIN' PRIVACY. DON'T GO INVADIN' MY SPACE UNLESS YOU WANT THE SAME KIND OF DAMN SHIT BACK ON YOU.






How do you think I got to this point (well, fuck off, some bitch obviously invaded my privacy, DUH)?






I was going around at lunch, walking to the bathroom, when some people stop me. Old classmates. (Complications happened recently) They want to knowlike... if I like this girl or not (well if I never told you that means I don't want to fucking tell you yet) and so they start followin... STALKING me, asking.






Then I get this ache to go use the bathroom. I mean like in the behind. So can I just go into my stall of privacy and go use the restroom in peace?






(Okay, if you're straight, the answer is yes. You wouldn't like to be seen with THAT showing, would you?)






No. You get your little fucking minion and turn him into a real-life wanker by sticking that cock-fag under the bathroom door? That's not just disgusting beyond the grasp of imagination, well it is in fact, but it's just sick. Gay.






DON'T INVADE MY FUCKING PRIVACY. LET ME TAKE SHITS AND PISSES WITHOUT FUCKING STALKING ME. YOU ASSHOLES GET A LIFE AND STOP GOING UNDER BATHROOM DOORS. THAT'S A GODDAMN FEDERAL OFFENSE.






(Thank you)
 
 
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Stupid Moron Industry Part 1

Okay, okay, what market do you think will prosper in the 202nd Decade? Economists say we'll be seeing real big booms in areas like commodities and consumer products... I mean sure those areas are always going to good, because if there's no customer, WHAT IS THERE?

Obviously if something's going to push the technological or scientific indistries its going to be some radical discovery - telescopes descover E.S.s on some sort of Super-Earth Planet that seem to be designing some sort of outer-planetary nuclear weaponry to destroy the race of humans and we have 24 hours to negotiate peace treaties with them or 2 million species go extinct...

If that happens then you know two things. First of all, you've been watching too much TNT or BBC. You really need to take it down a notch when it comes to watching cable (by the way, cable is EXPENSIVE). But more importantly, you're in the world of the Stupid Moron Industry. Now this is the 101 on it!

Okay, so how does the SM Indsustry Work? Well, I'll take iPhone Users as an example. First of all, you have those iNerds; the guys that will quite literally tear apart their iPhone on the Dev App and on the desk before them.

And then of course; you have the total morons. They think they know their phone but literally, people have been able to crack the password in faster time. Using a cracker.

These morons; you can't really blame them. Technology just took a huge curve in the 21st Century; over a hundred years ago people would stand around a lightbulb and watch it go on and off with excited comments... "Oh! It works!" "Margie, It's Wonderful!" (If you still do that today, then you've achieved lv. 2 of being a stupid moron)

So anywy, someone's got to help all these people tie their shoes and fix their stuff... That's where this Industry Comes in.

So now, I'm going to teach you (over the course of several posts with some untimely interruptions) HOW I want to perceive history and why it happens.

(Sorry for anyone who got called a Stupid Moron. I will try to find a more constructive way of stating the truth.)

Epic Failure Statements #1-5

It dawned on me that people say stuff that epicly fails all the time. I'm going to share some!

1) Once, I met a guy who torrented freeware.

I torrented iTunes because I couldn't afford the real thing!

(iTunes is Freeware, You're Behind)

2) One time, this guy got really B.S.ey on me.

Me: Okay, okay, I get your point. Can you please stop it?


Him: No you don't get it. See, you people seem to think that...


Friend: Douche, Shut Up! We've had enough.


Him: I'm no douche. He's an idiot!


Me: No you're the idiot. How many fingers am I holding up?


Him: *Squints* THREE.


Me: No there's two behind that.


Him: Pssh


Me: What's the square root of pi squared.


Him: That's impossible. Pi's not a real number.


Me: Actually, it's pi squared, and the answer is pi.


Friend: PWND!


Him: Oh what now? Should I go 'round and 'round saying "I'm a douche, I'm a douche"


Random Walker: ...Yeah you are a douche...

3) I'm a fan of the Simpsons. Remember that episode where Ralph Wiggums runs for President? They ask him "What's your take on illegal immigration?" and he says "Stranger Danger.


4) This asshole was trying to tell this girl that he thought we (the girl and me) were in a relationship. So he's trying and trying to prove it to her and he finally comes up with an analogy.



(That was to the girl, not me)
5) I once read the health warning for some sleeping pills. It said "WARNING: MAY CAUSE DROWSINESS" Yeah you know what? MAY cause drowsiness? First of all, that's a no brainer, and second, I'm not buying them. I want SLEEPING PILLS not MAY CAUSE SLEEPING PILLS. How about you?

You're Edward. He's Bella.

Just A Thought

When I go to college, I want a Japanese roommate, so we can build up a fortress of Instant Japanese Noodles... And when that chick comes to kill us for playing Japanese LPs in the library, we'll just pick up a Marchun ('cauz they're only like .99 a box) and throw it at her. And then we'll have to flip a coin over who's fault it is... =]

An Excerpt Of My (Potentially) Upcoming Book

I realize there's practically no one that really reads my blog or anyone that could care less about what I have to write, especially stories coming out of such an anonymus person that the world never heard of and may never will... But anyway, I just wanted to share this short clip I wrote, the original inspiration for the book. The rest of my story is still at introducing Zachariah, let alone the French Gaurds, and kind of setting the uh... setting, but I still want to include this when I get to the point...


This is the story of a man named Zachariah. He grows up during the purification of the 1340s, and his family dies off of the plague. He goes running into the countryside and hides in their like a nomad living off berries for a while until he finally gets captured.


At the moment, they plan to torment him and he is trying to escape before they whip him and beat him to death with the cross:

“Imprisonment”




March 1346


Orleanais, France






He took a look at his surroundings. The cell was dark, desolate, and bitterly unwelcoming. There was an eerie silence and a single beam of unwelcoming ray of tainted light, nothing comforting to a man of faith like him. At moments it made him feel like he had to be dreaming; any moment he would wake up at his home back in Reims, but there was no such reckoning. He was imprisoned in hill with what seemed like no way out.






It was only a matter of time before they came to torture him. Locking him up in a prison with no one else for company or nothing was only part of it. He was an “impur,” as far as they were concerned, it was his fault the plague had came and killed their families. He didn’t think it was simply punishment to the impure anymore, with the way people went on rampages in the countryside killing all the Jews in the sight, it was simply disease.






The Church refused to accept the idea that such sicknesses were inevitable. It wasn’t simply chance or bad luck that could explain such disaster to them. People all across Europe were dying, and obviously there had to be someone to blame.






Zachariah hated to be imprisoned. He had at one point been a free man, a shepherd; he used to roam the land freely. But with one move, that freedom had been taken from him, and now he was locked in a cage, a cage of darkness.






Behind him, the door opened. In stepped a man of short stature. Along with him came several other men, dressed in simple garments, holding whips and crosses. He stood their thinking now was his time.






Next to him, he felt the jab of a sharp pitchfork. Without thinking, he realized it was his only hope at surviving. He slowly grasped his hand around the handle, and started to pray.






He knew it was against his religion to do anything so violent, but he was hard pressed this time. With one final reckoning, he gave the thought, “Here goes nothing” and swung the pitchfork.

That's all I have for now, maybe I'll one day finish the story.

Life's No Fair; It's Better That Way

Have you ever sat down at night after a hard day of labor, feeling partially relieved and yet dissapointed that while you are working your butt off, your boss is on vacation in Tahiti? Or maybe you were younger, there was that time when Jerry ran off with the toy you found, and you wanted it back.

There's always going to be that upper guy, the guy that has a bigger pocket (unless you're Bill Gates), the guy with more power (unless you're Obama), and the guy with the bomb (now if you're a terrorist... I really don't want to talk to you. EVER), but that's all the luck of the draw. Some of us were born rich, came into the right industry at the right time with the right ideas, and *boom* we're higher than we thought we could ever be.

But that's not fair. For as that multibillionaire dines on his fine dinner of caviar sushi (I find that disgraceful), you're stuck with the styrofoam plate of Panda Express. Yeah, that guy is probably enjoying his buttox and you're not, whatever happened to that kid in Africa? He would probably give everything he ever earned to eat that "junk" you have; it would be the BEST thing he ever tasted (obviously this is a guy that HASN't met a dirt-rich-steak-for-breakfast-everyday dude).

So before you sit down in your (death)bed, think about this... You're life isn't perfect or anywhere close, but it could be a LOT worse... Optimists always go further in pessimists; It takes optimism and commitment to become a multibillionaire, you know?

And anyway, if life was fair, it wouldn't be that much better anyway... It would be plain, no fun, no unfair in your favor. So just think about that.

Yes I'm Back To This

I took a break from blogging for a couple of weeks to just... catch up with life. I started writing my own book (this be the second to successfully bypass fifteen pages, the first was a fiction story about how the seven wonders of the worlds are portals to alien worlds, I gave up once I found myself writing the word "phoenix"). It's about a Jew in France during the years of the purification (1340s) and I like the fact that the topic is highly avoided.

I don't think it's going to get published (or even finished); don't get your hopes up.

So I've come a long way from being a programmer, a nerd. I'm in the media team right now helping plan out Career Day (I get to produce videos... They [almost] treat me like one of their own, with the exception of the occassional cuss slang ever now and then), I'm getting some high hopes for a major event that might happen in my life; a major event I was thinking wouldn't happen all this time... But I'm not going to talk about that unless it actually happens; I'm not going to get MY hopes up to be letdown.

Life's doing fine. No I'm not killing myself in bed with a knife tonight. I think I'm fine rejoicing the good there is, and feeling good knowing that life isn't perfect, but if it was there'd be no fun in it at all.

Conclusions I've Drawn

Recently, I've been working on videos for the school Career Day advertisement "campaign." I've gotten some pretty good work out with Windows Movie Maker, and all in all, it's going good for me.

I've quit the idea of becoming successful of a project... Off a webpage. Maybe sometime in the future, I can orient a business and use a webpage, but web programming isn't where the money is... The industry DOES demand web programming, but with all the recent WYSIWYG and applications like blogging (see this) are so much simpler and considerably less expensive than paying your friend's hopeless nephew to go write a webpage for your business... Not to mention that they get done faster and you have more supervision and control over the website.

So in the end, I just decide to be who I am, to study, to improve my fundamentals, my foundations in all of my subjects and turn up in a higher point of life. The world of programming requires you to learn several languages over the course of your life, and in the end you lie there, a muddle that can mistaken code from one language to another... In the end, it would be considerably more simple to go into a field that didn't require you to learn alien, even if it is even more considerably ever-changing, like business for example.

I'm going to be aiming for an MBA, and maybe a minor in English, so that not just can I write memos, but maybe memoirs. I want to be someone, I want to be successful for once in my life.

No I'm Not God

I don't know how long it takes for some people to realize that just because I'm so smart, it doesn't mean I have like.... godly powers or anything.

Maybe intelligence is a gift, but only in the early years. Intelligence can be gained with commitment and determination; it can be lost without the two. It's all a question of which you choose to do.

So maybe I was born a curious, intelligent child, but what ultimately is that coming from? It's curiousity... The seeking of wanting to learn more for the sake of learning more... The hope for answers in the search of the million year old questions... Why are we here? WHY do we live? What's the meaning of living? The same questions man asked on his first moment here.

The problem is not everyone seeks to learn for the sake of learning, know for the sake of knowing. Most people are quite contented with knowing that they have a sense of knowlege... And assume that those who have more have too much. It's not a hard assumption to come to, but it's also a very cold one... It shows that you don't seek to know, knowlege is not a conclusion you want, you just want to have fun by knowing that you can induce ignorance upon yourselves.

In the end, it all comes down. Maybe I'll be successful and be looking down upon those who called me a failure and sought to make an insult of me every time I did something wrong, every time I got a problem wrong on a math test, every time I knew something that was above their heads.

I'm okay with that. It doesn't really matter how it all comes down in the end to me, but I just want to become successful first... Become someone, the best person I can be. Be able to sit down at night and not look back and say "I should have been like...", "I could've done...", "I would be..." I want to be able to sit down and know that there's nothing I really have to regret... That I can be satisfied with being who I am.

These are my thoughts... If you want to live your life differently, there's no one telling you that you have to, but then again, no one ever told me I had to read so much, that I didn't have to fit in.

A Place Where I Belong... A Place Away From Here

When it comes to fitting in, I always fade out... I've never exactly had the personality traits of a popular person, but then again I had a bad start... I've grown up being the "nerd" and in a way the outcast, and if I were to blame one exact factor, it would be my intelligence. I'm just above the point where I really need to fit in with stupidity...

As I sit on my bed, I sit there, recalling... Sometimes I think of... A better place. A place where I can actually properly fit in with a group... I've gotten closer to finding the people I want to associate with, but still... One can't dream for perfection right?

I guess a lot of people are just jealous of me, but still they don't deal with it right. First of all, they should be content with what they are and not covetous of those above them, but what justifies being a nuissance (asshole) and driving other people crazy just to prove they have some worth in this world?

These are my thoughts... Some good, some bad.

How-To-Be-A-Stalker 101

It dawned on me recently that if some moronic 40-year old can sit behind a Linux all day long and come up with ideas for parodies, like how-to-fail, then what's stopping me from being a parodizer? So now, thus I proved to you, from a world reknown standpoint... How to be a stalker!

1. Poles are friends. Hug poles. Dance around poles. Dive down beneath poles. Just enjoy spending time with poles because poles are stalker's best friends.
2. Walls are also friends. Hide behind walls. Climb up walls. Just know that the wall is the second best friend to a rogue stalker.
3. Know the risks you are taking. Like all straight people have a gaydar to make precautions when approaching homosexuals, all stalkees have a built-in sense of paranoia, which means that in the event you come too close or stay for too long in one spot, they will easily do a 180 or a 360 and pwn your ass.
4. E-Stalkers are not the same thing as Stalkers, in fact, they're as different as "a" is to "A" (I could tell you the difference between the two except that would be trying to teach you rocket science... Given you're not a physicist). Anyone and everyone is an electronic Stalker, all it takes is to press someone's name and all their info just comes and pops up on you... However, not everyone is a TRUE, REAL stalker. It takes discipline, patience, and some wild kung fu moves.
5. Kung Fu looks awesome and wicked in the movies, but in reality, it's only wicked to the user. It's a slow, unrefined technique in the case of a CQBR with a hot blonde, so you need to use something that will really protect you... Tai Chi.
6. Don't try stalking the stalker. Not just does that make you a stalker-stalker, it means that you don't have good tastes. You go after HOT people, like viets and blondes, and if they're stalking, that means they're not good enough.
7. Anything that ends with a zero is a bad sign. Just know that.
8. If you are being pursued by your former stalkee (now your stalker), and you happen to be running straightforward into a wall of really old, thin plywood, do not under any circumstances try to break it down, even if you ARE Chuck Norris. Chances are you may succeed.
9. When using your own sense of paranoia, if you feel the urge to turn around and see a blue and red guy hanging from the ceiling from silk threads, that means two things... a) He's a stalker b) He's also Spiderman
10. Know when to trust your instinct. When do you trust your instinct? When your instinct tells you it's okay to trust your instinct.

And that's how to be a stalker 101! Yes, I know that's a bunch of bs, but I just want to let you know that I am not a 40 year old creep, just a person on Earth like you. Or are you...

My Insights on Music

Okay, the 2000s weren't a really good decade for rock and music in general. We saw big uprisings of teen music stars and just in general, young adult pop stars that really take away the goodness in music. Epic bands like Blink 182, Stabbing Westward, Sunny Day Real Estate, and recently... Fall Out Boy, they all disbanded, and although some of them started to reemerge near the end of 2009, it was a little late after a decade dominated by T.I. and Taylor Swift... Those kinds of people.

So now, entering a new decade, there's a lot of potential for better chances in terms of the music industry. With big albums coming out like The Dreaming's "End In Tears", Four Year Strong's "Enemy of The World", and Angel & Airwave's "Love", there's plenty of room for some good rock and roll.

Blink-182 and Sunny Day Real Estate are back and better than ever, and although Cute Is What We Aim For broke up last year, their (Dave, Jeff, Mike) new band, Nocturnal Me, is definitely heading in the right direction (the direction I want it to go to)

Rufio, Panic! at the Disco, The Cab, Hey Monday, The Ataris (The Graveyard of the Atlantic), Motion City Soundtrack (My Dinosaur Life), Never Shout Never (What Is Love?)... They all have announced new records coming out this year, and the long awaited follow-up to My Chemical Romance's The Black Parade is set to come out this year. Sunny Day Real Estate and The Academy Is... have rumored new records. It's all coming down to new stuff...
So basically, there's a lot of big records going to be coming out from a lot of my favorite bands, and some new stuff from new ones (Nocturnal Me, We Are The Sky), so all in all, 2010 will be a big year in music... Unless Taylor Swift screws it up.

My Life... What Is The Meaning Of Life?

I've stopped programming; there's no need to force myself to do the things that I do not enjoy, I might as well enjoy the rest of my er... teenagehood before it turns into adulthood.

So anyway, my aunt's coming over, I've had some serious talks with my parents over the fact that the school isn't teaching me anything and that there should be some alternatives, and I've ran into some issues with spammers, stalkers, and generally annoying people. Just a typical, wonderful weekend in the life of me.

I'm going to end my night by just saying some of my thoughts recently on what we are and who we have become. If you don't like the ideas of phillosophies and intricate universalized thinking, I suggest you turn back... now.

Okay, so what are we? Well, deep down inside, we're all the same thing, we're all our father's little child, our mother's precious baby. No, I don't mean like sissy or hottie, yes that would mean baby, but I mean we were all a baby at one point, weren't we?

From being a baby, we slowly grew. We took in what the system had to teach us, and what our parents wanted to teach us that the system didn't. In Kindergarden we learned how to add and subtract, how to read and how to write the alphabet, and in First Grade they taught us how to add larger numbers, and how to start reading picture books.

Well, we've all (hopefully) came a long way from those days of stumbling on 4-letter words, and hopefully for the better. Now we read through novels and memos, we do large and vast thought processes and think nothing of it. Our minds of utterly evolved since the time of our birth.

What does life mean? Well, does life have one general meaning? I think we should consider the fact that life is all about what's important to different people, and since different people consider life to mean different things, then in that case the meaning of life is a personal thing, like what's our name or when were we born.

You determine what life means for you. You don't know quite what all that means until you lay in your deathbed, recalling upon all those thoughts you lived and experienced throughout those years of good and bad. But when you do, you know what was meaningful for you, who made you who you are, and ultimately, what lies out there for people.

Now I'm sorry if I didn't get you right; if I don't represent you properly. I'm just young, and I'm talking of my mind. I will progress significantly, in this day 2020 I will be a different person, and I will be closer to MY meaning of life.

My Perception

I've spent a lot of time recently working on thinking about what I can do to make myself recognized for once in my life as someone significantly smart and influential, not just the "nerd" I've grown up and continue to be... If you've ever been in a situation like mine, and you probably haven't, you've heard advice from your parents to go out there or to just cope with it, as one Japanese proverb stated, "What's must be done must be done."

Up until now, I've been living life as just life, something to live, not really living for anything succesful or a noble goal, coming to think about it... I've wanted to be recognized for being a somebody, being someone who could do something other people can't... And in a way I can, although web programming isn't the answer maybe...

Perhaps I can pursue being who I am, watch the way this economy goes and watch the flow of the stock market, continuing my studies... Trying to stay ahead of the grade curve, trying to seek that one opportunity to be so more successful... It maybe in phillosophy, it may even be in programming, but whatever it is, it's coming...

I mentioned earlier that I would go out with a big bang, thus the codename of my "latest" project, Big Bang, a reinvention of the user login interfaces using better technology... Perhaps a lot of JQuery and AJAX may not be the answer to getting people to find a more advanced, useful technology than the ones we have today, but the new generations should be able to handle these devices if we can accomplish them right.

I'm not going to try to make anything big with the technology, I'm not going to try and get hosting or advertising, any of that stuff... I don't want to operate too much with money or any of that, so I'm probably going to sell it off to a small business, prefferably in an expanding economical area (I started watching Wall Street Journal recently; it's brought me a lot of dawning upon to this world)

Maybe if it seems well I'll try working on that late concept I once dubbed "Nerd Nation" but after this point, I think I feel almost at the point where I don't want to try programming anymore... I don't want to be a professional programmer; I shouldn't start acting like one... I might still experiment with the concept these languages can offer to me, but truth to be told, I think I want to pursue a career in the medical science field... perhaps oncology or virology.

Why do I not want to be a programmer? It's more than me being selfish about money and that stuff... But how far are we going to go to get the latest technology? How far will we go to get that experience of perfection that we've waited for? In Japan, they're experimenting with Plasma Rooms and Robotics, but ever new invention leads us close to corruption and extinction... We need to stay independent or else, when it malfunctions, and I don't know when... But if we need robots in our life, what do we do when those robots aren't there? I don't want to be thought of the guy that patented human extinction.

And even if it pays 4 times more, medical sciences are better in serving the community. If we can find a safer cure for cancer, if we can cure something, or at least if we can get closer to achieving that cure in the near future, than even if it exhausted someone's life, they can go to their grave knowing that they helped human society...

These are my thoughts. If they're too radical for you, well, this is what I want to accept the world as, this is what I want to think. Your business should be elsewhere... Maybe even your own blog.

One last thing... Don't take me as a technology hater. I embrace all the latest inventions, the latest novelties, and I wait eagerly for some good software or something worthawhile, and I sometimes dream of making them, but I just want to be somewhere where I KNOW I'm doing something good for people, even if those people never did anything good for me.

Welcome to Perceptosophy

What is Perceptophy?

Perceptophy is the personal blog of a young amateur programmer, phillosopher, and basically... intellectual person.

Why Perceptophy?

Well, it's a mixture of my perceptions and some of my phillosophies along with updates about what I'm doing... I just think that a name like Perceptophy describes the whole purpose of this best.

What if I don't like what's here?

Well, then that's your issue because I just post what I want to. There's plenty of other half decent blogs out there, and as to why you want to do this one, that's a matter of your own choosing.

What's the point of this again?

It's my personal perceptions, phillosophies, and doings. If that doesn't meet what you want or expect from a blog, I can assure you there are plenty of other "safe" alternatives.

So what do I do?

Watch what I do, observe, and make constructive comments.

Thank you.