If you came here just for the "Find Tre Cool" game
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Wow, I really let this website turn to shit, haha! I started this page when I was in 8th grade (sad, but true) when me and my friend Lauren, inspired by another friends page and on a Dr. Pepper high decided to make a page dedicated to total randomness. Lauren bailed after about 2 days and then the page became mine...all mine!!! It's hard to believe that was almost 5 years ago...I'm a freshman in college now, but I don't have the heart to scrap this baby. With ever re-invention of myself, this websites been there: from my grunge/snowboarder days, to my alt-rock college kid phase (that I went through when I was 15...hmm?), to the discovery of pop punk (The Queers and Screeching Weasel...when pop punk was GOOD). At the moment, I think I'm slowly becoming a gutterpunk. Cool!

Ready for a rant? I think it's time for a rant!

I am so tired of hearing guys complain about how "Nice guys finish last." Now I know a lot of nice guys and after extensive study of this supposedly rare breed of male, I've come to this conclusion as to why these "wonderful" boys remain dateless: Nice Guys don't like Nice Girls.
It's sad, but it's true. Let me clarify this a bit. I'm not saying that the girls Nice Guys go far aren't necessarily nice, because that's not true. Usually the girls Nice Guys go for are smart and funny and beautiful and kind-hearted and, well, in a word, PERFECT. There are exactly 12 of these perfect girls in the world, and the problem is that every Nice Guy is in love with these 12. And can you blame them really? I know a few perfect guys, and, yeah, they're fun to have crushes on (oh wow, I'm in college and I'm still using the word "crush" as a noun), but I understand that Mr. Perfect has a girlfriend and probably isn't paying much attention to me, so I'm not sitting around waiting for him to realize I'm the one. This is the difference between Nice Guys and Nice Girls. The Nice Guy will wait his entire life for one of these perfect girls to realize that he's amazing and fall madly in love with him. And then the guy wonders why the girl thinks of him as just a friend. SHE THINKS YOU'RE JUST A FRIEND BECAUSE YOU DON'T DATE! SHE PROBABLY THINKS YOU'RE GAY!!!
Nice Guys always complain about how the girl their in love with dates assholes and then bitches about them to him. I know this because I'm a Nice Girl, I'm the girl the Nice Guy bitches to. The thing that is most upsetting about the Nice Guy is that he doesn't realize that he's guilty of the very injustice that he feels the world has handed him: he's ignoring a perfectly Nice Girl. I can almost guarantee that every Nice Guy has at least one (probably 2 or 3, since there are more females than males in this world) Nice Girl that he bitches to about the perfect girl. And more than likely, the Nice Girl is in love with the Nice Guy. The Nice Guy says to the Nice Girl in his nightly rant about how unfairly he's being treated because he's such a nice guy, "Why doesn't she realize how great I am? She has love right under her nose and doesn't realize it," and the Nice Girl wants to scream because that's exactly what he's doing to her! The last Nice Guy rant I read mentioned how girls are idiots and they should know that when these Nice Guys are listening to them bitch, they should know that it's not just because they're nice guys (although that's a big part of it because Nice Guys feel the need to constantly reitterate how nice they are), it's also because they want to date them. But what they don't realize is that it goes 2 ways. The Nice Girls aren't just listening to you because they're nice, they're listening because they want to date you. But you'd never want them because they aren't perfect.
When I even mention this argument to Nice Guys, they get all defensive and say "What, are you trying to say, I'm not good enough? That I should settle for something lower than what I deserve?"
Okay, first off, that attitude should automatically make you not a Nice Guy. You should forever be stripped of your title if you even think something like that. Second, I'm not talking about "settling". There are very few people who are genuinely unnattrative in this world. The problem is that every Nice Guy goes for the same girl: the girl that is noticeably perfect. She's usually more outgoing or more involved and that's why he spots her and then pursues her. Most Nice Girls are pretty, and smart, and funny, and all around decent human beings, but they're shy, or reserved. You don't notice them, but they're there. And when it comes down to it, most of these Perfecy Girls started out as Nice Girls. But since Nice Guys don't notice Nice Girls, they started dating assholes. For all of you Nice Guys out there who want to know the answer to the eternal question, Why Do Girls Date Assholes?, try to follow along...
It all comes down to self-esteem. After being rejected by countless Nice Guys, the Asshole comes along. He's dashing, or funny, or cute, or whatever that girl needs him to be to think "Wow, this guy likes me." The double-edged sword with assholes is that they go for girls with low self-esteem. They can see past whatever was holding the Nice Guy back and for some period of time, make this girl feel genuinely special. And then she gains self-confidence (which, remember, is the only real difference between a Perfect Girl and a Nice Girl) and all of a sudden, all the Nice Guys suddenly want her. The only real problem with Assholes is that, well, they're Assholes, they wouldn't be lumped into that group if they weren't cheaters or jerks of some other type. But if she loses her self confidence, those Nice Guys aren't going to want her anymore. So she continues to date assholes (at first, it's hard to tell who's an asshole but after awhile, you get good at it, and I admit, I've dated guys I knew were assholes on purpose for the self-esteem boost). It really is an upsetting process. Once a girl starts dating assholes, it's hard to stop because they can't go back to the Nice Guy rejection (it's one thing to break up with an asshole because you can laugh it off and say "Hahaha, he was an asshole anyway" but the self-esteem is non-existant when you break up with a nice because it's like "oh wow, he was such a nice guy"); it's easier to just date assholes.
So Nice Guys, if you're tired of being dateless, please, save us from ourselves. The few couples I know with really great relationships all started with Nice Guys realizing that they had these amazing Nice Girls in their lives and asking *them* out instead of waiting for a girl WHO HAS A BOYFRIEND! All she needs is to gain a little confidence and before you know it, *you're* dating the perfect girl.

I'm starting my own distro!!! Soon, I'll have pictures loaded so you to can be as cool as me. I've been talking about starting my own d-i-y punk mail order business for a while now, and I'm finally getting off my lazy ass and doing it. To see what's for sale so far, click here.

Summer 2001:

Oh man, summer sucks. I've been spending my days working at Dollar Tree and Hot Topic. It's quite odd. Only the old, the hickish, and the ghetto dare to cross the threshhold into Dollar Tree, and only the pierced, the poppy, and the depressed set foot into Hot Topic. Fun fun fun! I've realized that, though there's hours of fun, content wise, on this site, visually it's kinda poopy. And there's nothing really symbolic of "me" in it. So, I'm going to start updating it. Oooh, and ranting! Because ranting is fun. Anywho, I'm off to listen to evil little children satanically chant "Happy Birthday" at my brother's party. Pity me.

Summer 2002:

Wow, if I thought last summer sucked, this summer is hell. In order to pay for the $3000 computer damn Drexel University requires that I buy, I have to work 60 hour weeks. That's 7-13 hours a day, every day, from June 10th until August 30th. Damn, damn, damn, damn, DAMN!!! My 9-5 job (or 7:30-4, as I've come to discover that no one actually works 9-5 anymore) is at a mortgage company. Yes, the Purple Haired Freak has gone corporate! It's interesting though...corporate America doesn't mind my purple hair. Or my blue hair. Or my green hair, for that matter. In fact, I've been informed that someone at this mortgage company has a mohawk, though I have yet to find him. And there are a lot of people with facial piercings (like septums and labrets, not just eyebrows and nose). Plus, I've discovered that the definition of "Business Casual" can be manipulated in such a way that I can justify wearing bondage pants to work. Score! My nights and weekends shall be sent slaving to Hot Topic. Though I can't really complain, I love it there. I really do like helping people, and the fact that I get paid to stand around, listen to decent music, and talk about "Joe Momma" doesn't hurt either. I still hate the store...the idea of the store though: a corporation that takes traditions I hold sacred and whores them to the masses. I mean, come on, Hot Topics are usually located right next to the Gap. But I know I'll miss this job when I have to quit. Where else can I say "Cokehead and Cambodia" and people know instantly which CD I'm talking about?

Freak Of the Month

I've always been a narcissist, so I'm making myself the freak of the month

This is me from last Halloween when I let Jess from Hot Topic (the devil) dress me up as her "little punk rock grrrrl". Sadly enough though, the only thing she did was take what I was already wearing and put patches and a chain on it, haha. Oh yeah, and for the curious, Lauren (the girl that started this site with me years ago) is the angel.

Someone sent me a link to all of their great poems and stories and stuff for the Freak Page. But I lost it. So if you have anything like this (stuff like Sean's Story Corner (parodies) is good too) send submission my way.

I'm looking for submissions to this section too. Stories about how nice people lost out in the end. I'll make this easier. If you have a story to share (hell, make one up), submit it right here: