Post by Daath on May 4, 2004 23:24:32 GMT -5
Well my name's Josh, and we'll do this my way.
1984 - I was born on a military base in Colorado. My parents had been dating a year before they married, some what due to their love, perhaps somewhat due to the fact my mom was a month pregnant with me. We moved into my grandparents home in Oklahoma so my dad could finish up some schooling. From there we moved to Germany where I learned fluent German and Italian, which I retained for the first 5 years of my life.
1985-1990 - Stuff, I don't know what happened, I was a baby dumb asses. Two brief highlights, one is that my brother was born 1987 and my grandmother got me the original Nintendo for an X-mas present.
1990 - I wasn't allowed to go to kindergarten because I was too young to do so at the time. Being a fall birth sucked ass, but it was all the better to shape my mind.
1992 - Not too important, one thing stuck in my mind was that while living at my grandparents home I got jumped by some neighborhood kids. I don't remember why or if there was a reason. This probably attributed to my loathing of the human populace and my seclusion to books and video games.
1993 - My family finally settled down in Pearland, outside of Houston, Texas. It was a different place, but honestly after moving around so much it was a great place to be. I started 3rd grade at their public schools and it was pretty great. From there I became a huge dork and had a collection of dork friends. Made my first memorable best friend, his name is Nathan.
1995 - I was still a dork and hardcore gamer. I also began to burn myself out with school, trying always to impress my teachers, peers, and most importantly my parents with how good I really was. This probably effected me more than being jumped. And even though I had friends, I still more or less felt like an outcast, I probably just wasn't very social.
1996 - Hit pretty bad because my best friend, Nathan, moved away to England. Sucked because we pretty much did everything and always goofed around. I knew his family pretty well and vice versa. We tried to write each other, but you know how kids get lazy, and we eventually lost contact.
1997 - Fractured my right shin playing soccer at school. All I have to say is I schooled a kid in soccer, and without even realizing what was about to happen, he kicked me in the shin and that was that.
1998 - Lost contact with all of my friends but a guy named Derek. We were friends for a long time and played alot of video games with each other always being freaking dorks.
1999 - Moved from Pearland to Austin, Texas. Lost all contact with my friends and began despising my parents for the move. I guess I was really getting into teenage angst at that time. During the first few months we lived here I had no friends and went through a serious depression. I officially burned out and could give a fuck less about school, dropped heavily in grades and skipped just to be asleep or play video games at home. I eventually fell in with a few other people and started to smoke pot. Convinced there was no God, I became an Aethist, and started an irrational "I hate God" campaign. Got introduced to the internet and chatted at a few band chat rooms under the monicker of 'Dedlight'.
2000 - Still dealing with depression, I started doing better in school, but I also started doing coke, X, speed, and acid. I tried a line of heroine. Things I would never ever ever advise. Experimentation can be very very painful and make you feel like shit. I remember one night I tried to hang myself because I 'was so alone and no one understood me' kind of angsty bs. That failed obviously, but I was still depressed and angry at my parents, the world, and 'preps'. I was also starting to have more and more 'unexplained' insomnia fits. Online note that I was a more or less important figure at a chat room place called 'Castle of Dragons' under the monicker of either Morbid Visions or Silver Aeon. I got expelled from school for the first time during the last month as well.
2001 - Nothing special really, around December/ January I had a full break down, my parents caught me doing a line of coke and I got carted to temporary rehab and a brief visit with a shrink. Rehab made me quit doing drugs, but I was still a bit of a drinker. I gave up on the depression, but it's left me a cold, distant, and analytical person. Junior year I started turning things a bit around in school, except for being expelled for a month on the first day.
2002 - Started smoking regularly along with drinking. I drank just to be happy and feel or not to feel like a machine. Junior year was a bore really, but I started to pick up on writing again, a previous hobby that I stopped because I felt it was being more self-indulgent than productive. I became an official Satanist a few weeks before my 18th birthday.
2003 - Stopped drinking regularly and now only do it at parties or get togethers..or whenever I'm bored. Quit smoking anywhere between 2 and 4 times. Got into a few accelerated classes and enjoyed the challenge they proved to me. During the spring of '03 I got my first tattoo, the cross on the back of my neck. Still proud of it and what it means. I also started dating my current girlfriend in November of 2003. Graduated in May. During that time, I stumbled and started to read all sorts of different higher thought philosophy books. My favorite is Nietzsche and Kafka.
2004 - Still reading philosophy and German literature along with some higher thought classics. I write still as well. I work at Dell and working on getting a Real Estate License, to start getting in that business. I play video games still, and on the under side I'm still a big ole dork. My girlfriend knows it too, but somehow she deals with it. Hopefully in a few months I'll be moving out and on my way to being my own god damn success. Also in March I went to Dallas and got my 2nd and 3rd tattoo. I got Mr. Eff and Psycho Doughboy tattooed onto my arms. Both are characters from Johnny the Homicidal Maniac comics, and they just remind me of human nature too much to resist. See, still a dork.
1984 - I was born on a military base in Colorado. My parents had been dating a year before they married, some what due to their love, perhaps somewhat due to the fact my mom was a month pregnant with me. We moved into my grandparents home in Oklahoma so my dad could finish up some schooling. From there we moved to Germany where I learned fluent German and Italian, which I retained for the first 5 years of my life.
1985-1990 - Stuff, I don't know what happened, I was a baby dumb asses. Two brief highlights, one is that my brother was born 1987 and my grandmother got me the original Nintendo for an X-mas present.
1990 - I wasn't allowed to go to kindergarten because I was too young to do so at the time. Being a fall birth sucked ass, but it was all the better to shape my mind.
1992 - Not too important, one thing stuck in my mind was that while living at my grandparents home I got jumped by some neighborhood kids. I don't remember why or if there was a reason. This probably attributed to my loathing of the human populace and my seclusion to books and video games.
1993 - My family finally settled down in Pearland, outside of Houston, Texas. It was a different place, but honestly after moving around so much it was a great place to be. I started 3rd grade at their public schools and it was pretty great. From there I became a huge dork and had a collection of dork friends. Made my first memorable best friend, his name is Nathan.
1995 - I was still a dork and hardcore gamer. I also began to burn myself out with school, trying always to impress my teachers, peers, and most importantly my parents with how good I really was. This probably effected me more than being jumped. And even though I had friends, I still more or less felt like an outcast, I probably just wasn't very social.
1996 - Hit pretty bad because my best friend, Nathan, moved away to England. Sucked because we pretty much did everything and always goofed around. I knew his family pretty well and vice versa. We tried to write each other, but you know how kids get lazy, and we eventually lost contact.
1997 - Fractured my right shin playing soccer at school. All I have to say is I schooled a kid in soccer, and without even realizing what was about to happen, he kicked me in the shin and that was that.
1998 - Lost contact with all of my friends but a guy named Derek. We were friends for a long time and played alot of video games with each other always being freaking dorks.
1999 - Moved from Pearland to Austin, Texas. Lost all contact with my friends and began despising my parents for the move. I guess I was really getting into teenage angst at that time. During the first few months we lived here I had no friends and went through a serious depression. I officially burned out and could give a fuck less about school, dropped heavily in grades and skipped just to be asleep or play video games at home. I eventually fell in with a few other people and started to smoke pot. Convinced there was no God, I became an Aethist, and started an irrational "I hate God" campaign. Got introduced to the internet and chatted at a few band chat rooms under the monicker of 'Dedlight'.
2000 - Still dealing with depression, I started doing better in school, but I also started doing coke, X, speed, and acid. I tried a line of heroine. Things I would never ever ever advise. Experimentation can be very very painful and make you feel like shit. I remember one night I tried to hang myself because I 'was so alone and no one understood me' kind of angsty bs. That failed obviously, but I was still depressed and angry at my parents, the world, and 'preps'. I was also starting to have more and more 'unexplained' insomnia fits. Online note that I was a more or less important figure at a chat room place called 'Castle of Dragons' under the monicker of either Morbid Visions or Silver Aeon. I got expelled from school for the first time during the last month as well.
2001 - Nothing special really, around December/ January I had a full break down, my parents caught me doing a line of coke and I got carted to temporary rehab and a brief visit with a shrink. Rehab made me quit doing drugs, but I was still a bit of a drinker. I gave up on the depression, but it's left me a cold, distant, and analytical person. Junior year I started turning things a bit around in school, except for being expelled for a month on the first day.
2002 - Started smoking regularly along with drinking. I drank just to be happy and feel or not to feel like a machine. Junior year was a bore really, but I started to pick up on writing again, a previous hobby that I stopped because I felt it was being more self-indulgent than productive. I became an official Satanist a few weeks before my 18th birthday.
2003 - Stopped drinking regularly and now only do it at parties or get togethers..or whenever I'm bored. Quit smoking anywhere between 2 and 4 times. Got into a few accelerated classes and enjoyed the challenge they proved to me. During the spring of '03 I got my first tattoo, the cross on the back of my neck. Still proud of it and what it means. I also started dating my current girlfriend in November of 2003. Graduated in May. During that time, I stumbled and started to read all sorts of different higher thought philosophy books. My favorite is Nietzsche and Kafka.
2004 - Still reading philosophy and German literature along with some higher thought classics. I write still as well. I work at Dell and working on getting a Real Estate License, to start getting in that business. I play video games still, and on the under side I'm still a big ole dork. My girlfriend knows it too, but somehow she deals with it. Hopefully in a few months I'll be moving out and on my way to being my own god damn success. Also in March I went to Dallas and got my 2nd and 3rd tattoo. I got Mr. Eff and Psycho Doughboy tattooed onto my arms. Both are characters from Johnny the Homicidal Maniac comics, and they just remind me of human nature too much to resist. See, still a dork.
