Uh oh, post number two, and I'm pointing out mistakes with post number one. On all of the blogs that I have read that are long and interesting and funny, I have noticed one thing in common. They all have melodramatic beginnings in which the blogger posts about the opening of the blog. I apparently missed that memo and preceded to be the dumb american I am by skipping right over any form of introductions and right into the crazy content. I sincerely apologize. To remedy this, I'll name off all the details you guys need to know about me in the post.
My name is Andrito, which is short for Andrew (not really short, but, wait...1,2,3,4,5,6,7....wait a sec, Andrito is longer than Andrew! No! NO! Well, whatever the case may be, Andrito is still a hell of a lot more fun to say than Andrew unless you opt for Andres, which is really hard for those of us who are hispanically challenged (I mean that in the least racist way)). My last name is Bandito because my last name is, well, Bandito. I'm not going to tell ya my age because it would really stupid if I let it leak out how old I am. Suffice it to say I am currently learning the difference between "capital" and "lowercase" letters in school (11th grade). I play the sport of lacrosse very intensely once a year for about a week, after which I sort of shuffle around on the field looking like some aquatic dwelling animal lost on the subway in New York City. I am making numerous jokes very much all the time. My success rate in making people laugh at any joke I give is very good, one of the highest in the country for my age level. Currently it's at a 92.5% for light chuckles, 80% for laughing out loud, 65% for knee-slapping side splitting fun, and a tragic 7% for sending people to the hospital due to laughing related injuries. Luckily, if you don't count weekdays, this has only happened twice.
I play with squirt guns. I mean I PLAY with them. I'm in high school, and water guns still fascinate me. I have a bucketload of 'em, and I paint them, modifiy them, and use them in paintball-ish games of 1HK and CTF. In fact, if you look at me and my friends from a distance of about ten miles away, it ACTUALLY looks like were doing something useful like hiking, picking up garbage, enjoying nature, or hacking down trees to create the world's first completely wood powered computer (Those sniveling fools at MIT think they're going to beat us to it, but we're going to shove this project in their face so hard, they'll wake up and all their calaculators would have gone back to Texas.).
I'm definently an A-Personality, I love being with people, but actually have a suprisingly small circle of close friends. Id rather spend time with a few good friends then a whole bunch of lukewarm conformists.
Don't get the wrong idea, I'm not a big anti-conformist, I'm not gothic or emo, I just like to act a little different to set myself away from the crowd. Sort of like peace protestors in China. You want to stand up for what you believe in without standing up high enough for people to blow your brains out.
I like hiking, swimming, biking, running, breathing, walking, talking, being, playing, and ing.
I like to play video games. Though mostly I'm not into games as much as other people myage, if I get going in Halo it's a bit hard to stop me. I'm not talking about killing me in the game, I'm talking about physically seperating my fingers from the controller. I really like Halo, and though I've never played Half Life, I've learned that I'm required by Halo fan law to say that Half Life and Half Life 2 both suck beyond belief.
I'm big into politics and culture. I watch PBS (gasps) listen to NPR (sound of gun being loaded, pickaxes sharpened), and am a registered moderate (worse than being a democrat or republican, in this country if you stand for compromise you're apparently a terrorist. I wasn't around when this country was being formed (though I wish I was. I hear George Washington threw some pretty crazy parties), however I get the impression that if our founding fathers were away today, they would tsk-tsk, and then go back to growing mud or whatever they did in thier spare time.
I like movies and music. I like soft rock, stuff like Coldplay, Audioslave, Spoon, Creed when they were godless (everything but the last couple days of their career). I like to listen to some Linkin Park if I want to feel twelve again.
I eat a healthy diet consisting mainly of food. My liquid intake for a day usually consists of 10% filtered water, 5% soda/juice/milk/vinegar etc., 5% crazy non-alchoholic energy drinks, and roughly182% green tea (I did the math and unless the decimal system was voted out of use by the U.S. congress, then those figures are entirely correct).
I wear New Balances because they're made in the U.S.A., though currently I'm wearing Adidas. Sometimes you just can't resist the smell of exported labor.
Boxers not briefs.
The next post in this blog'll be something that matters, perhaps a rant or something.
Until then, peace.
Tuesday, September 05, 2006
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Boxers not briefs.
-Letting me obtain that information so easily? You're easy I didn't even have to buy you dinner and tell you you were pretty or anything to figure out some details about your undies lol
(I'm pretty sure you've figured out who's left you all the random comments at like 1 in the morning cause it's the only person who doesn't really have school tomorrow, but just so you don't think I'm a 40 year old dude talking about your underwear it's Maggie)
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