The Daily Report 2

The Daily Report

What's Been Happening

I know I said that I would be publishing a daily report, hence the obvious, direct, and retarded name, but I as I posted before, I was going through the Singles V-Day hell. As a Script-Kiddie level hacker, I spent my entire weekend fixing my main Linux box. I even got it to do some awesome looking GUI level graphics. Looking back, it was mostly childish stuff, but it kept me from alcohol, drugs, and even most porn. I could have done more for my education, but I feel that I did well for a Single.

Self Help Shit
One of the few good things to come from that commercialized disaster day was the fact that I realized I need to update myself. Part of this is due to fact that I would want to become a more desirable mate/companion, but I also realized that I was minimizing my perspective on life to only companionship and reproduction. Therefore I took up the quest to improve myself.

Yet the most apparent thought is - WTF! This screams self-help bull shit all over it, but I'm not that kind of guy. Truly it would not be self help, if you read and took the advise of the rich, self-centered bastard that jotted down thoughts while he sat on the can and then sold it to you - the idiot sucker. No, self help is really simpler than that. "JUST FUCKING DO IT ASSHOLE!" is what you scream into your head every night before bed, and soon enough you'll be doing it. Yes you should develop a system. But it should be your system, not the red neck drunks, not the doped up hippies, or the over paid new age councilors, but YOUR system.

For me, I wrote down two lists. One list was short term - or my immediate update list - and the other was my long term - my personal projects. I listed things like getting off porn (I've masturbated up to 6 times a day for about 3 years now), getting back my motivation (its so god damn easy to be a fat ass in the fatest country in the world), and time management (being that a lot of time is sucked into porn, fixing the first problem will help with this one) as short term goals. In my projects, I want to build my own distro, a website (one like 4chan, but better), and of course hack a target.

For implementing these goals I need a dead line. The larger projects are my 5 things I want done in 5 years. My small projects are all happening now. The way I understand basic psychology is that the first 2 weeks are the bitch. After that, your mind had developed, built, and implemented a habit in place. From there, everything becomes routine, which is life as it should be - a good routine, a good algorithm. Though, from time to time, everyone, hackers and people alike, know that anomalies emerge that totally fuck with your system worse then spyware ever can, and then you have to go in and rewrite everything you just spent the last few years setting up - FUCK U LIFE!
--The Student

You build atomic bombs, you wage wars, you murder, cheat, and lie to us and try to make us believe it's for our own good, yet we're the criminals. -- The Mentor

V-Day Hell

Why does Qupid fucking bother?

Yeah I'm kinda of a dick on this day. Mostly I'm a dick to myself and the fact that for yet another fucking year I am single, but I can be dick to people that are fortunate enough to not want to die. I mean, it is proven that suicide rates explode the weeks before the dreaded V-day. For me, it makes me want to have "I'm single and fugly!" tattooed in bold, black letters on the top of my head. Then I asked my self - what is the fucking point?

Lets go back several years, to St. Valentine himself. Or should I say, themselves. Saint Valentine was actually a group of martyrs that died in Rome some time between 200AD - 270AD. Originally, the Catholic Church would celebrate several Valentine Days in reference to their sacrifice for the faith. How the fuck did we go from guys dyeing a horrible death to fucking our brains out over red roses? Commercialization!

Sometime, in the middle of the 19th century (1850s), a move was made by corporate background to create an excuse to sell lots of love based merchandise in one day. Before, when would you sell this kind of merchandise? Anniversaries, weddings, or engagements, but how many of these happened on the same day? Even in big cities it would be minimal at best, and back then they weren't as open about affection as we are today. So to sell lots of fresh red roses, chocolates, and other lovey dovy shit, these bastards took and rewrote history, and created a new "holiday."

Now why am I, and so many others pissed at this holiday? What about Christmas or Easter? Both them are a comercialized sacreleage to the church, True. Yet, everyone has a "family" or group of friends to spend Christmas with, and getting kids to forget about the Easter Eggs is the church's problem. But V-Day hits me below the belt. I have tried hard to find a mate, a companion, and friend to spend the rest of my days with, but it doesn't happen over night.

Now, while most people know that V-day is a fad to sell love stuff, most still follow it as an excuse to spend extra money and time with the one they love. But do you need an excuse? Fuck, will one awesome night make up for a shitty year? I think the best idea of love is the one that I have with my computer. I spend all day with other computers at work, but I come home and want to spend special time with my computer. Its MY computer. I guess that's what make me a hacker, I never get burned out around computers - no matter how much time I spend on them. Getting back to love, its a continual thing, no a closet surprise that happens every once and a while. Personally, I'll plan to love my spouse all the time, then set aside a special day in every month that we can have together. As for my V-Day, I'll probably celbrate the opposte day of the year. Just a nice little fuck you to the corperations that benefit from the sales. As for right now, I'll just say it - "FUCK U CORPERATIONS, FUCK U. I'M SINGLE AND LOVING IT!"
--The Student

You build atomic bombs, you wage wars, you murder, cheat, and lie to us and try to make us believe it's for our own good, yet we're the criminals. -- The Mentor