It Begins......

In my 25 years of life, I have never kept a diary, journal, notebook, or any other method of collecting my thoughts and ideas. Recent events and future changes are forcing me to reconsider this policy of mine. As time changes, so must we; thus this Blog was created to hold the myriad of thoughts that pass through my mind on a daily basis. Bear in mind that I have a strong sense of racial pride, and some of what I say may come off as “hate speech”. Well I have a saying for that, “The truth is called HATE by those who hate the TRUTH”. If something I say seems racist, I really am not concerned if you’re bothered. I say it because thats how I feel, and I never feel anything without good reason.

It would probably help, however, if the people reading this knew something about the one they are reading about.

I am 25 years old, born at sunrise on August 17th, 1982. I am six feet tall, weigh about 175 lbs. My hair is light brown with a slight mix of blonde, my eyes are considered to be “amber” colored, although they do change at times. I do not smoke nor do drugs, nor am I a big fan of drinking, although I might consider having one at a good restaurant on a special occasion. I am not very muscular, but most people arn’t so I’m not bothered. I am however a first dan (Degree) black belt in World Taekwondo Federation Taekwondo, and I also am an avid target shooter, using both my AR-15 and my .40 semi-auto pistol on a regular basis.

I graduated high school in 2002, in a class of about 129. It was a small school, perhaps 500 students or less. I was joint-enrolled in a community college, so I was in college before actually finishing high school. I became disinterested with the community college and, foolishly, stopped going, I was 22 when I decided to quit college. I held a job for a while in a company I was not too fond of, and because of events which I consider to be highly illegal, I lost my job. It was then I decided to go back to college and fulfill my dream of becoming a Prosecuting Attorney.
I was married on March 15th, 2006 to a young lady whom I’d previously met off the Internet. I am living proof Internet relationships CAN, with enough patience, work out just fine. We will celebrate our 2nd year anniversary this coming March. Without my wife to keep me sane, I fear I may have lost it a long time ago.

At the present moment I am enrolled at Troy University (www.troy.edu), working on my Bachelors of Science Degree in Criminal Justice, with a minor in psychology. I have always been extremely interested in the legal field, and it amuses me that most people going for a degree in CJ want to be police officers or corrections officers. Any idiot with a GED can become either, so why pay the money and put in the time? My Law School of choice won’t accept me without a Bachelors Degree, which is the reason I myself am going. I’d go now if they’d take me, but I digress, I take the Law School Admission Test (LSAT) in February. The score is good for 3 years..

In addition, I also am an avid ghost hunter, and co-founder of the Wiregrass Ghost Hunters. I’ll post some pictures from various hunts at a later date. I’m also Pagan by faith, and I do not agree with the Judeo-Christian religions nor their ways of life. In the end, you’re fighting over which invisible man in the sky is better, and this is a silly waste of time, time that could better be spent NOT arguing over such trivial matters.

Even if I am 25, I still hold an interest in video games. I’m not really concerned with Next-Generation consoles, I perfer the older classics; the NES and Genesis mainly. Flashy graphics no more guarentee a good game than 8-bit graphics guarentee a bad one. I think quality of games comes more from characters and storyline than anything else.

This should suffice for an introduction I’d say. I will say that I am a believer in brutal honesty, no matter how “Politically Incorrect”, “Racist”, or “Intolerant” it may sound. I don’t give a goddamn if you are offended or not, it is neither my place nor concern to tend to your bruised emotions. If you are so thin-skinned as to get upset over typed words on the Internet, perhaps you, not I, are the one in need of help.