Below are the 10 most recent journal entries recorded in edgesyscon's LiveJournal:

Saturday, November 5th, 2005
11:27 am	i love you katy (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, August 28th, 2005
8:29 pm	holy shit... well i think that its funny how ive said twice that i wasnt going to type anything in here anymore. then icome right back and type something else. but seriously people, im tired of college! this isnt how this shit should be working out for me. i shouldnt have problems with my roommates, i shouldnt have busses blowing up while im within 20 feet of them. shit this shit is crazy. and now the biggest hurricane in the history of hurricanes to hit new orleans is goign straight for my dorm room. the news said its a category "get the fuck out!" while some news stations said its a category "run nigga run!" but all in all, new orleans will be distroyed. of all the people on the bus i think that im taking it the best, but sometimes it still hits me "all my shit got burnt up on the bus" shit! i still dont know how it actually happend but everyones pretty sure it was the tire. the same thing as on the first bus. (yes, there were 2 busses. but the second one blew up) we were sittin on the bus and then the dirver lady was like ok everyone get off the bus. then we get off and all of a sudden we see flames.... bigger and bigger flames. it took about 3 mins for the entire bus to go up. what a sight. well this is one thing ill never forget, thats for damn sure. now unless something else life-threatening happens to me... this is it. goodbye. and remember, i do this for you all. i love you all. FUCK MY IRELAND JACKET WAS IN THERE!!! Current Mood: homeless (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Wednesday, August 24th, 2005
11:46 pm	the end of the line well people, it was good while it lasted i guess. but i just dont know if im going to be able to continue this anymore. i mean its been 4 days since my last entry. its just not really appealing to me anymore. so this is my real last entry. of all the people who read this, im thinkin only katy is really gonna care. so im sorry katy. maybe ill come back to this thing later? to be continued... (Comment on this)
Saturday, August 20th, 2005
10:44 pm	dear synthia, this is going out especially to you. your the only person that i havent talked to in a while so your a lil behind on the news. within the last few hours it was brought to my attention that my roommate might be leaving. not the school but the campus. "but how did all this happen?" you might be wondering. heres how: 1. i believe we all know how much i hate my roomates laugh. (i was actually able to obtain a recording of it. i will be posting that as soon as i am able to figure out how to do it) even he knows how much i dislike his laugh. i tell him quite frequently how much i dont like it. at times when he might have been laughing i would tell him how much i hated it and i wished he would stop. but i am a very sarcastic person and i would mask the tuth behind my statements with playful smiles and giggles. he would laugh also and put on a little smile. whenever he was on the phone around me he would "joke" with his family about how i didnt like his laugh and whatnot. then i would look at him, smile, and fake laugh it off. it seems he is a very literal person...... 2. while in "our" room one day we were talking about our majors. we then switched to talk about loans and scholarships. it was here that i found out that he was going to dillard univeristy on a full scholarship. (this signifigance of this is that he should be in another housing facility because of his scholarship. now this housing that im talking about is special because the rooms have their own bathroom, they come ready with cable (the freshman dorm that im in does not have cable) they also have wireless and networking ready capabilities. my dorm, has none of that. im only able to access the internet because i can pick up a faint wireless signal from another building.) now we had both made friends that stay in these "mod's", as theyre called. so one day we were in there and i posed the question to him, "why arent you in here?". he told me it was because he asked someone about them and they told him that they were shit. then i asked, "well do you like them?". then he was like "yea, i love them!" so, not thinking to plant a subliminal thought into his head, i asked him why did didnt move into the mods and reminded him that he still could if he wanted to. 3. he doesnt know me. i guess im the type of person that you either love me or hate me. and im sorry im like that. i guess my sense of humor to some people can be seen as "insulting". when i would make these comments about his laugh or the fact that im wondering why he doesnt move out, he would take them to heart. as i said earlier, he told me hes a very literal person. in the "intervention", he confronted me about my comments that i had made. he opened the intervention up by stateing that he was thinking about moving out and into the dorms. i was shocked. i didnt know what to say. so i said "ok.". ow that might have been the wrong thing to say. maybe i should have acted like i cared more than i really did. but then i was thinking, "ok, i dont really know this guy, and if he wants to move out im not going to beg him to stay." so then he asked me some questions like: "tim, do you really want me to leave?", "tim, why did you tell me it wasnt to late for me to leave?", "tim, why do you always make fun of my laugh?", "tim, why arent youo sayig anything back to me?". i really didnt know what to say. i asked him why he was leaving and he told me because he didnt like the dorm officials, the rules are to strickt, he thinks one of the dorm officials likes him (i heard that and i was like WTF?! why are you complaing? im horrible i know...), he doesnt like the community bathrooms, and the mods are nicer. but after all that he told me that his main motivation to leave was "me." let me explain this, each and every little comment i would make he would store in his head. i guess in a round-about way, he is leaving to make ME happy. very interesting. i mean i feel a little weird about the fact that hes moving out, but ive already began moving the furniture around and pushing the beds together. to tell you the truth i tell katy "i fucking hate you!" and she keeps on truckin. i tell everyone i hate them. i tell them i hate them as people. i dont tell them i hate certain characteristics about them. i tell them i hate them as a whole. and once i tell his i dislike his laugh, hes like ok well im up and out of here. well, thats all i have to say i guess. maybe ill put more later. and i know this might seem like im mad but im really not. i guess i can just say this, "frankly my dear, i dont give a damn." Current Mood: touched (Comment on this)
11:35 am	is it time to update yet? because last time i updated i was told that i do it too much and that i should really slow my ass down. so i waited a couple days and here i am. a couple thing i would like to talk about today: new orleans people are in a class of their own. ive seen some rough shit out here already. some sad shit too. the men out here are not afraid to touch these women. excuse me, not touch, but hit/fight/bite/kick/throw bottles at/smack/jump/punch them in the ovaries. the guys really dont care. i was out on burbon the other night and needless to say, there were some drunk ass people and some not so drunk ass people. but one thing caught my eye for sure. this man was standin on the corner when this woman walks by. i couldnt hear what he said to her but he grabbed her arm then she yanked it away and proceeded to walk on down the sidewalk. this is what i couldnt believe, this man throws a bottle at her head! with amazing accuracy. the bottle doesnt break, but her ass fell right to the ground. he was runnin over to her when i couple of his friends stopped him. its a good thing they did, cuz no tellin where that woman would be right nowif they didnt. god bless them. that was the men, but what about the women? the women here are out of their mind. they think they can do whatever they want to do. they go around hittin on people. (physically) cussin people out. they think they own the world. now with attitudes like that, i can see why these niggas be beatin up these bitches. and they strong too! the same night, only earlier, this man punches this woman in the face. not let me explain this to you. he punched her in the face. she had a cup in her hand and didnt even drop it. she went back a lil, but she held on to that drank. but once the man stepped back a lil bit, she dropped her cup. took 2 steps towards him then stopped. next thing i knew he had about 3 bitches on his back, 1 on his leg, and the main bitch hittin him in the face. i was like "naw, that nigga'll be ok. he just cant fall to the ground." then what happens? hes on the ground. it was over. kicks to the ribs. kicks to the mouf. kicks to the ass and back. kicks everywhere. oh well though. all i can say is a quote from the late great dave chappelle, "glad it aint me nigga!" the weather here isnt that much different from houston. but it does rain alot more. like ill go in a building and it will be all clear outside. i hear one clap of thunder and about 2 mins later its pourin. the campus has a bunch of lil baby squirrles on the campus. they are so cute! i mean shit. they dont knoow to run away from people so they walk all close to you. they wont let you grab them, but they will walk right up to you. im going to feed the ones outside my dorm. i want to make them my pets. and they walk most places too. like the ones i used to have in my neighborhood ran everywhere. they scurried all over the place. these baby ones walk. have you ever seen a baby squirrle walk? it might be the cutest thing in the world. my roommate might be moving out of the room. long story, but i dont know for sure yet. if so party like a muhfucka! or maybe ill be sad and lonely like a muhfucka..... Current Mood: productive (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Wednesday, August 17th, 2005
9:32 pm	the evesdrop... i feel bad. because ive been listening in on my roommates conversations. not intentionally! but on accident... see i dont mean to listen to him, it just happens. i think it was yesterday when he was on the phone with someone and i was in my bed. yes! he was on the phone with his mom. he knows i hate his laugh and all of his friends know i hate his laugh. so he was tellin his mom about it while i was layin down. its quiet in the room, its just him talking so i felt that he wanted me to listen. i was obligated. and so, i did. he was all like yea and he hates my laugh and lah blah blah.... then hes like: "tim, can you hear me?" i didnt say anything.... "tim! can you hear me?" / "what?! nigga shit. you see my ass layin down!" / "can you hear my conversation?" / "no! i dont give a fuck about your conversation!" / "oh ok... so anyway, yea he doesnt like my laugh and hes always talkin about it and stuff. i dont know why. everyone else doesnt mind it. yea, i know... (then i lost focus)...." but the main reason im here today is for this. just recently, within the last 5 minutes i wasnt listening and this is what i though i heard... "you thought i was straight?" once i heard that i gasped. then he looked at me (i saw him with my peripheral vision) so i had to cough. i had to act like i was just breathing in, in anticipation to my cough. whew! i dont think he noticed it. but the dorm we live in is called "straight". after that lil scene he was like so your outside? so i guess he said something like "you outside straight?" the tircks the mind can play on us petty humans. well thats it for today. or should i say now? i really need to think of more stuff to put in here. i mean, is this really entertaing to you all? tell me please. Current Mood: devious (6 Comments |Comment on this)
2:40 pm	So what else now? I have no idea. Just recently I had to take my placement exams for English and math. No, nevermind im not going to talk about that. Theres nothing to say about it. so anyway, about my roommate. (theres always more to say about him) I think hes becoming more comfortable around me. This is bad because his laugh is becoming louder and longer. I know none of you actually know what it sounds like so I have an idea. I have a microphone. I will engage him in a friendly act of laughter. Then once he is at his peak, I will record it and then put it on the internet. His laugh will become world-wide and he will forever be known as the skinny black man with wirey hair that goes to dillard university who has the most obnoxious laugh ever. I was watching family guy earlier today when he came into the room and told me that he loved family guy. I was like ok that’s cool. But then I heard his laugh. Now this wasn’t his normal laugh, this laugh was a loud screaming echo. Remember that my floors are tile and the walls are of concrete. So, needless to say, I hit him in the face. No I didn’t. but I wanted to sooo bad. I had the whole fight scene planned out in my head. But I guess I respect him. Shit, that’s bad! Then later on I was talking to katy on the phone. Ok let me back up a lil bit. I walked to radio shak today to get an antenna for the tv. (fuckin freshman dorms don’t have cable) so I was flippin channels while he was on his cell phone with whoever and I was on my cell phone with whoever. then i come across springer and the title is “honey im gay” or something to that effect. I was like “ummmmmmm, no.” so I changed the channel. Then I got this idea… I was like let me see what he says about the show. (if you didn’t know, I think hes gay, my mom thinks hes gay, my grandparents think hes gay, random people in my dorm ask me if my roommate is that faggot, and my sister, whose never seen nor heard him, thinks hes gay) so I flip back and let the channel sit there for a second then turn. Theres this black guy on there who, to me, is noticeably gay. And I got to thinking, how can this woman who hes with not realize it. I mean this guy was beautiful! Im getting side-tracked. It didn’t take long at all. Like a second after I turned he was like “hey, wait! What was that with that black guy?” then I was like oh that was just jerry springer. And then he gave me the saddest sigh ever. I didn’t care. I still wasn’t about to turn back. stay tuned.. for more of "The Dillard Experience" (Comment on this)
Monday, August 15th, 2005
1:41 am	College here we go... right now im in new orleans. its interesting. its different. its still humid. the women are hairy. the men are huge. everyone has dredds or twists. (the ones with twists will soon have dredds) theres so much to tell and so little time. well ill start here.... we all know about the last night of me and katy so theres no reason to go back over it. i will say this though, i miss her so much. does that make me gay? well i guess that would make me the opposite of gay. thats good. :/ ok getting off track.. my roommate. i hate him with a passion that i have never known before. hes the worst person in the world. i hope all the bad things in life happen to him and only him. hes a skinny black man with wirey short hair and hes the most religious person in the world. he wrote me a 4 page letter over the summer, to introduce himself i guess.... well anyway now. he sounds very femine. and get this, he doesnt want to keep intouch with any of his other friends so hes tryin to make new ones here. and because hes doing that hes bringing ev-er-y-sing-le person he sees to our room. theyre mostly women... hairy new orleans women. and occasionally a guy. another femine guy. this looks so bad for me. hairy women and femine guys comin to my room all hours of the day. its like a circus. minus the clowns. my room is small and boxy. it has four walls and tile floor. stragely enough, my room is the only room without carpet. why? because god hates me. the air conditioner doesnt want to turn off. when i try to turn it off it shocks me. did i mention the constant condensation on the floor? mix that with the shocking of the conditioner and what do you get? the death of timothy richardson, freshman. (the walls are light light blue and the floors are emerald green with specs of white. our decorator was retarded) i miss katy. next in the list, the food. the food is desirable. i dont know what that means but i heard someone say that somewhere about the food that they had to eat. moving on.. umm i really dont know what else i could say right now. the only 2 thoughs crossing my mind are that i hate my roommate and that i miss my katy so much. actually i thought that this entry was going to be alot longer than it really is. oh well though. i dont really mind the college life, but its not like i know what the life is yet. oh! i know what i can talk about. the french quarter. too many fuckin people for me, but its interesting and somewhat fun. im cordially inviting everyone to new orleans this year for mardis gras. a hotel room will be rented on burbon street and we will have fun. thats basically it. ok ive been instructed to stop typing in here and go to sleep. im not going to go to sleep but i will stop in here. im too tired to remember all the shit that ive been through the past couple days. RECAP im in college, i hate my roommate, my room sucks,.......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................i miss HER so much. (im such a little punk) ......not that long Current Mood: -------------- (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, August 7th, 2005
5:52 pm	not as great as it seems... Tax free day is a very dangerous day. Sure, it may seem like "Woahmg, s'tax free! That means thigns are cheaper!!" This is untrue. Anti truth. Dis trust. Bad good. What you save in actual dollars and cents, you pay for IN BLOOD. People are fucking crazy when it comes to shopping, especially women. I could go on a long, stand up comic rant on how guys know what they want, get it and leave....and how women spend more time then men shopping, and how humorous the more time spent is....but i dont have the attention span to d-Hey a blue car! Anyway, i did go shopping today. At the mall, of all places. I didnt actually buy anything, but just being there was enough to put me off shopping for a while. As soon as i walked in, i saw giant masses of people...engulfing smaller people in order to become bigger, eviler blobs of people. No where was this more apparent than in the food court. On normal days, the free sample guy would be standing there and occasionaly hand out samples. Today, he didnt have a chance. Crazy, fat bitches swarmed him and ate everything in sight, and part of his hand. Then they ripped off his arm and started eating his body. If you werent behind a counter, you were considered a free sample. People were eating the floor and chairs and tables. A large black woman ATE A BABY. THE BABY IS NOW DEAD, PROBABLY. Crazy, i know. And i thought crazy fat people were the worst of it. The actal shops, that sold clothes to people who could fit inside them, contained the worst. The healthy, dangerous soccer moms. Much more agile than the fat bitches. And with an agenda....schools coming up and everyone in their way is trying to stop them from getting school clothes. Like me. Im sitting there, minding my own business when one of them bumps into me. She flips out and starts yelling at me, how i should be more careful...and how her son played and won soccer, the entire sport. I wasnt havin none of that, so i punched her heart out and Hogan body slammed her through her kid. And then i tried to go to the bathroom. There was a giant line of women waiting to get into the womens restroom, because women have complex genitallia that makes pissing retardly complicated..apparently. The guys bathroom was normal, everyone obeying the code and what not...until some lady walked in...saying something about how the womens line is long. Of course its long bitch, just because you cant piss normal doesnt mean you can take up our manly bathroom space. So i organized a gang rape. A little problem getting the union organized...but that was settled with a stronger dental plan. And whats the deal with airline food?! *no offense intended towards teh ladies. Im sure your all not crazy* ** I know that im going to have to go actually clothes shopping sometime...i just hope i can get through it. Supposedly im getting help with it, but it might not be enough.** Ok, so i decided to make another entry. BUT! That, most deffinatly was the last one. I promise. Current Mood: exhausted (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Saturday, August 6th, 2005
1:14 pm	some hard as fuckin shit that i will never have to deal with ever again. i still have room for more ok, so i actually wanted to try and fix this thing up. you know, make it more appealing to the eye. but this shit is sooo fuckin confusing! the tutorials make no sense. AT ALL! jibberish. i have no idea what to do or click on. i barely made it here. so this is what i came up with. in order to save all (4) of you the trouble of hateing my little "online diary" im not going to write anything else in here. this is my first and last. thank you all and goodbye. p.s. i feel so popular with 4 friends. wait, i dont know if i was being sarcastic or not...... :/ Current Mood: bitchy (4 Comments |Comment on this)