Teammate92

Another year passed... So much done, and more to be done... I guess my 21th year in this world was best, so many achievements in life was complete, everything is going well, and I think this year is going to be great too, maybe less than last, but cool too... 22 years ago I was born, and here I am: In hangover, unshaved, with red eyes... But happy, yeah, I'm pretty much happy now, and you know what? Everything is awesome! Event trough I don't want to be an adult much, I miss old times, but I have to move on.

Aaaaaah... That was good 2.5 years as IT-Tech... Well, at December I thought it was time to move on, I've started to scearching new job. A week ago (I had to stop scearching while holidays) I found one, and go to the interview, after I've explained that to my boss he said I should stay here, because... Well as he said he need the guy like me: Like working, never leaving anything undone and etc. But seriously? I think he just don't want to scearch new guy instead of me, so, my paycheck got doubled, and I got new responsibilities like watching servers, fixing more things (Yeah, right like fixing almost all electronics at work isn't enough, now what? Fixing coffee machine or lights?!) Actuallly, I think there's no much changes after the order of my promoting will be singed and finished than more money in paycheck, and the heads start watching what am I doing... (Better stop playing Counter Strike in free time at work... And start playing someting like Rome: Total war... The first one... My boss really like it, or Heroes of might and magic III... Yeah, everybody in IT like that game, I do aswell) In total: My life getting better and better... But honestly? I really hate being an adult... Where's my 6 years now? Almost 16 years behind...

Last five or six months I've discovered fanfiction.net website (Maybe I could done that long before, but who am I to argue?), and started to read many good fanfictions in specific genres like Crime, Drama and Love stories... (Okay, this sounds weird for the guy who know as crazy minded 21 years old guy what listening Rock music, but here I am. Paradoxical, Isn't it?) I'm reading those love stories and finishing 'em with words (Not like "Ah, that was a great story!" or "I wonder when that happens to me" Ew... That sounded weird) "Wow, that guy made it from the friendzone! Hah! Fairy tale!". I guess that's a reaction what happens when emotionless bastard like me read books (I mean fanfics) like those. No, actually I like how storyline goes in drama or *Shudder* (I still don't like showing in public what I'm like reading genres what kinda not for my life style) Love stories... Crime fics are full of cliches... Actually, all stories (Books Fanfics) are, But I like how it goes like guy and girl what best friends since... 'dunno... entinity? Become lovers (You guys pretend what I'm going to throw out typing those words, Because... Well... I like it) And there's going tears, sobs, arguing, shouting, and etc. then a flashbacks, they recall old memories of good times, admitting they love to each other and a curtain... The end... (Okay, now I feel I did wrong decision starting this entry) So, well... I have to admit: I need to sort my mind, actually even myself got confused of that... Or it's normal? I don't know. Maybe it happens with people when they getting more mature

Damn it, I hate dogs! Yesterday I was attacked by one in front of workplace, Bastard got bite me in my left leg, tear my jeans and actually tear of half of it... Now it's shotrs I guess. So now i should take another rabies shots course, yep, another, I getting attacked by dogs third time in 10 years, why the hell me? Do I so easy target? I did something bad to this dog? No! I just walking pass of it, and then suddenly was pounced by that tramp and... Well, s*beep*t happend... Actually about easy target, in those few seconds while it tear my leg I hit it in eyes few times, but dow was stubborn and didn't let go, I had to strike quickly or be "fragged" so I hit the dog directly in the eye by my finger completely blinding it... And I hope it will never forget it! I know I did something horrible, but in personal defense I had to do that, I hadn't any weapon or couldn't hit harder than I did, in that moment my head was without any other good option except that one... Well, now I'm going to the infarmary to get rabies shot... I hate needles too...

Those Scientologists always so stubborn? Or I just had to meet headstrongest two? They come over my home about 5:30 AM (Yeah, fu*beep*ing, trying to give me thier book or something, join them and talking weird things about some aliens. About our entire race controlled by those aliens and I should put some weird "special" glasses what that Scientology "Church" selling (Wait, there was old movie about something similar!) Well, I refused, and they become angry starting talking about I'm a slave or something... I just close the door and started looking through the peephole what they going to do. Well, I thought they would do something with my door and I could just bring my gun (I know it's airsoft but It can quickly change the situation to my side) and make them leave or I could call the police but... I think they come over in few hours (Yeah, living in two blocks of local PD makes them come over quick as possible! Hah! Fat chance!) They just stand there few seconds and start to knocking to the next door, I guess my neighbor gave them same hospitality as I did