Kccitystar

...so JDK gets the boot. To me, JDK was the kind of person that liked to push buttons. I wasn't really the kind of person to take his posts to heart but he was always trying to push buttons in his posts. Somehow his posts always seemed to be about ME and my uniforms, if not insulting my work. Apparently me re-doing logos on an existing EA template isn't "real" to him, as if any other modder from other EA games doesn't have or use templates made from existing EA textures. I don't mind him leaving, but I was looking forward to the uniforms he so heavily praised being the "next big thing". Maybe if he would have shut up about my work and worried about his own, we would have uniforms by now. Unfortunately we don't. ...There's been suspicions that the site heavily favors veterans and those who register first are pressed to read the rules and automatically KNOW what's going on. One way to fix this problem is a welcome email that is sent to the newly registered members (if it is not in place). It is possible to edit it with information they might be wondering about before posting. As for the favorites, I hope the site does not turn out to be like that. I said a long time ago that the reason why the site is run this way is because of the huge amount of members on the site at any given time. Mods can't staff 24/7, and I'm pretty sure they hate babysitting. I'll tell you this though. Banning people should only be used as a last resort, and not used as some sort of solution to every problem. A perma-ban should only be used when the staff feels that it is worth it for the good of the site.

I think you can contact EA to get another key...

I thought this was about random thoughts...and only on sundays...

Well my week was alright...I handed in what was left of my school work and all of a sudden the counselor told me I was like a celebrity in the school yet nobody knows who I am. Basically the conversation went like this: "You're (kccitystar)? Bro you have the highest average in the entire school" "You're kidding me" "Yeah man, 97.5 hasn't been touched yet" "Wow...I only have two classes" "Well, nobody has gotten that high of an average..." Give it about 5 minutes and his student assistants come in to check my work...: "You're (kccitystar)? You got that high *** average?" "I think so, yeah" "I hate you. But I can't cuz you look like an average joe" LOL, I am so great in spanish class. I'm starting to realize that classes are so easy but people just never really apply themselves to the work at hand. Procrastination is a biznitch. Interesting fact...in urban neighborhoods people tend to celebrate an idiot who's getting out of prison than someone who will be making something of themselves in college. Society has gone backwards.

Dan, lol why do I always think Cano's picture in that sig looks like Duque...man I'm trippin off acid... Great sig regardless.

This should be an everyday thing, screw it....

Oh and yes, be sure to add a black stroke to the signature, also known as the "black outline"

I refuse to do a sig of a player who stole the real sandman's music. :roll: Check back tomorrow.

lol i was in a sig making mood, sorry:

I'm starting this one early because I'm angry as hell and I can't seem to find a place to take it out. And so I begin. For all you over-protective parents, this one is for you. I can't seem to understand how a teen is ever going to venture out into the real world when the parent just doesn't understand that they cannot control their teen anymore. When I say "control" I mean by quitting the babysitting. I simply do not understand. I come home late, my grandmother starts the crap. I watch TV for more than a few hours, my grandma starts the crap again. I play some PlayStation 2, in comes my grandma starting the crap. I refuse to argue with her because I know she is wrong. You see, when you begin to smother your teen with all that TLC and all that mumbo jumbo, it's fine, but when you having to know everything that your teen is doing 24/7, it begins to instill this baseless fear on them. My grandmother is essentially the one who raised me but that's not the point. What annoys me to no end is the fact that, first off, I am 18. I have my own things, I pay my own cell phone bill, I have a job in a sense fixing computers, I have my own TV, I have my own cable box, I have my own set of house keys. I should be able in a sense to have my own LIFE without people having to meddle in my business. My mother never does stuff like this to me, mainly because she understands. She understands where I come from when I say that I'm an adult now and I should be treated as such, and this kind of treatment is the reason why I react with defiance when my grandparents always want to baby me with a bunch of nonsensical crap. And so I let my friend hold onto my laptop because there was going to be a party tonight and he was the DJ, and the music that will be played at the party is stored on my laptop's hard drive. I will be coming to his house in the morning to pick up my laptop and the other items which I took to his house. Now, this "friend" is somebody that has trusted me with things they hold dear to them, and essentially I've grown up with him since I stopped wearing diapers (technically I still do, according to my overprotective parents). We go waaay back, so to speak, and my mom has met him and he's been to my house ever since we were children. Now, because I let him use the laptop for the night, my grandmother wants to be overprotective all of a sudden and accuse me of trusting too many people. Now, if I would have trusted too many people, I would not have damn near any of the things I have now. By this point I begin to think that she is trying to instill this fear into me, as if I should feel uncomfortable letting my friend hold onto my laptop the next day, given the conditions I stated earlier. I believe that eventually this will lead me to getting anxious over the smallest, stupidest things, which is why I paid her no mind. Personally I am not a man that will try to prove anything to anybody but if I have to prove that I am an adult then so be it. It has been observed that children have fewer falls, tumbles and injuries when left to play by themselves than with parents constantly cautioning them, and ready to leap forward at the slightest sign of danger. I'm not a child, but the observation with children can be compared accordingly. I'm believing that my grandparents just do not trust me to be sensible and responsible. (remember this, I have my own things and I've taken care of them) I'm sick of this overprotective crap, because OP parents unintentionally send out a message to their teens/children that they are incapable of handling things by themselves. Parents want to shield their children from all conceivable harm, but for how long and to what extent? Parents need to remember that children do grow up. They cannot expect their children to hold mommy or daddy’s hand forever as they make their way through life. Children and adults do not tiptoe through life, they romp, they run, they jump, and they explore. Given this scenario, parents should accept that scratches, cuts, bruises, and broken limbs are all a part of childhood. Parents who constantly run interference between their children/teen and the real world are actually doing more harm than good. Children and teens, as they grow in maturity and experience, they are capable of making more choices for themselves. They can begin to deal with the consequences of their mistakes. The parent who tries to protect the child totally from this process does the young person no favor. "Smother love" produces emotional cripples, persons incapable of making decisions and exercising responsibility. A parent who gives the child an appropriate range of freedom and encourages the process of independence is saying, "I trust you, I believe in you, I want you to be your best self. And I am always here to help if you need me." Get where I'm going with this? It's all about Control, isn't it?.... *plays Janet Jackson - Control*

-...family came over and my bro (BigJay, formerly known as GameGuy) and sis (who doesn't follow video games) are staying for the week, while mom and dad head on out to Puerto Rico to handle a death in my pops' family. -I've been dying to rearrange my computer equipment but my desk will not let me do so. -I've been wanting to rebuild my computer and be able to put mods out quicker, but I have not been able to get the money, and I've modded Total MLB and done countless other things, participated in tons of other events out here and haven't gotten jack squat, except a "thank you" or a "you're the man" type of props. I do over a gazillion jerseys (rough estimate, don't kill me because i'm not accurate), and I don't get paid for nothin. -I fixed a computer over the weekend, gave it a fresh reformat and reinstalled all of the guy's programs, installed some anti virus and microsoft defender, and as it turns out this guy is super picky with everything, and he wants me to charge him some cheap 40 bucks. I do all of that and I get paid that little? Gives me a reason not to do any computer related junk with this dude ever again. I want to smack him with a loaf of bread and say Mr. Wonder called, but he's my friend's pops, so I don't bother. -I recently bought a Michael Jackson DVD. I'm a big MJ fan, and I can safely say Michael Jackson: Live in Bucharest is LA CURA("the cure" in spanish). Call him a pedo or a rapist or whatever you want, but nobody and I mean nobody throws a better show than he can, especially when he executes his dance moves and his dance sequences with military-like precision. -I recently managed to see some amateur video of Daft Punk, performing live at Coachella a couple weeks back. Those guys blew everybody the fsck DOWNTOWN. The way they can gather up all 3 of their albums and just literally fragment every song to it's main bassline or vocals is just extraordinary. I'm amazed, and now I know why the demand for DP to perform live in the USA is high.

Well, my phone was insured and I've recieved a new one. However, a buddy of mine that knows the jerk who took my phone decided to negotiate and come to a compromise. Turns out, the thief sold my phone. However, I got paid 300 dollars by him because my friend told him my mother called the police. I don't care though. When I catch him in the street, I'll make sure he doesn't steal again, but because the situation is still a hot topic around my neighborhood, I don't plan on taking action until people forget all about it (i.e. around september or whatnot). I finally had a day where I could just hang out and have fun, and that was yesterday. I spent all night partying and just having a good time. Silent Hill is an awesome movie if you got friends that joke around to make it funny as hell. I basically broke night with my boys and we still haven't slept yet. Well, I did. I got home around 7:15AM EST, hit the bed at like 7:25, and woke up around 4 this afternoon. Now my sleeping cycle is all screwed up. and I'll need another day of rest to "reconfigure my settings" so to speak.

1UP!

OK here we go. It's sunday, and on friday, I had my phone stolen by some petty thug. An black male at that. Well, I was basically robbed. This guy, who is familar to me only by face, as I have seen him on repeat occasions due to the fact that I hang out with his cousin, approached me and wanted to see my phone. Apparently someone must have told him that I had a Motorola i930, a phone I heard out on the streets that he wanted to buy off of someone. Apparently he wanted to see my phone, and because I was cool with his cousin, I let him. Yes, I know, I shouldn't have given him my phone, but the guy gave me a handshake and everything giving me this false friendship....so he looks at my phone, checks out the features, he asks me how much do I want for the phone, and so he pulls out a wad of money out of his pocket, and he says he'll buy it off me right now. I said my phone was not for sale. So he decides to close it and walk away with my phone. He has an accomplice with him, so I cannot really beat him down to a pulp, but my pride was shattered that day. To everyone, it looked like I gave him the phone, but all of this happened in a store, and in retrospect I could have just stood at the entrance and he would have returned my phone, if not I coulda kicked his ***. God I'm such a dumbass. However after that day, I've come to realize that no matter how cool you are with someone, it will never amount to anything because everybody will backstab you at one point in your life. You can never trust anybody, and if you do, you cannot trust them at a level in which you can trust yourself, meaning if you trust yourself 100%, keep your friends at a 25% trust. I might sound confusing but that's how I am. I don't give a hoot about anything and anyone right now, and I'm frustrated as hell with the african-american community. Why the fsck is it that they do this? Why is it that most black males turn out to be drug-dealers and thieves? What makes them do this? Are they the only race that embraces everything other races consider a no-no? Is it because they think it's ok to be hood, broke, violent, uneducated, etc.? Now, don't call me a racist or anything like that, because I am a minority also. I'm just sick of seeing blacks complain about how the white man does this etc, how cops harass them, how they can't sell weed, how even with affirmitive action, negro funds, etc., they still can't work for a better future...it annoys me. I'm sick of seeing blacks complain about things like it's expected to be handed to them. Seriously, asians, indians, mexicans and every other non-white race came here to this country to be somebody, they lived in the same ghetto and not only did they have to endure the racism of the white man but also black people who didn't want them "in their neighborhoods". I was one of those people. My family were those kinds of people. I never felt and I still don't feel comfortable living in a predominantly black neighborhood, for the sole fact that I'm hispanic and that I don't speak in ebonics, although I do, but I mastered a method called code-switching, in which I speak a certain way amongst my peers, but amongst strangers I keep things professional and avoid slang. I don't feel comfortable knowing that every single time I go out to buy something with the money I worked hard on earning, there's somebody out there that is always jealous of what another person has and instead of working hard to reach that level of whatever it is, they want to steal it because they find it easy. I don't feel comfortable coming outside with something I know I paid alot of money for, and having somebody plot and scheme on taking that away from me. For example, I don't want to settle for a Honda, when I got the money to pay for a Ferrari, just because somebody might want to steal it. That's a blow to my pride, big time. I don't get why people wonder why a high percentage of arrests and robberies and all sorts of misdemeanors come from blacks. It's because they put all of this on themselves. Now, I don't respect black people who believe that stealing and doing things the illegal way is what's right just because it's hard growing up or whatever. If an asian or mexican man who came to America with 20 bucks with a wife and 2 kids manages to work himself up to live in a good neighborhood, can have a nice house makes a decent amount of money and send his kids to go study at the best universities, any minority can do the same. I can't stand living in the conditions that I'm in, i.e. always coming outside fearing someone might try to rob something else I have, always fearing for my life whenever I walk towards territories where there's heavy drug traffic, you know? Stuff like that....so I'm planning on moving...where to? I do not know. All I know is that I can't stand living here. Now, I know after you all read this you can consider me a racist, whatever label, but I do not care. I don't hate a race, I just hate stupid people who can't help themselves and put the blame on others. If it's a majority of a certain race or whatever, so be it, but I'm at a point now where I don't give a hoot about anything or anyone for that matter. I lost my phone in the most embarassing matter anyone has ever seen. -KC

ABACABB...you took it way back, this was the code to draw blood in Mortal Kombat!

-The Bonds on Bonds show had some interesting moments. Hall of Famer Mike Schmidt wondered whether or not he would have roided with mega millions at stake...then they showed the clip from two years ago when, at Spring Training, Barry suggested steroids don't help one's hand eye coordination. Was this a denial? Or was it Barry's coy way of saying "steroids aren't why I'm great." Barry feels singled out, but he must realize it's not personal. It's that paranoia rearing its head. If a light hitting second baseman hits five homers one season, roids up, and then comes back and leaves the yard 12 times, no one cares. When the best player in the game is assaulting the past, it doesn't matter if you're black, white, Scotch Romanian, or from outer space, people take notice. Especially when there are books, leaked grand jury testimony, and the obvious physical transformation that seriously question the claims of a clean past. While he hasn't endeared himself to many in the media, contrary to his own beliefs, no one is making it their personal crusade to take down Barry. I find his persistent attempts to compare himself and what he's going through to Hank Aaron truly repulsive. The hate mail must be difficult to see, but the 755 home run man faced it because of the color of his skin, not because of the perception he was cheating. One phrase. "There's no crying in baseball!" - Well, my aunt passed away two thursdays ago, and that's been like a reality check to me. My whole family is still in denial or whatever, but it'll sink in eventually. As for me, I've moved on, seeing as when it's our time to go, it's our time to go, you know? - It seems like I can't friggin have anything out here. First I get a new cell phone last fall, and now that I get ahold of the i930 there are people that want to steal it? What the hell? I get infuriated because there will always be bitter friggin people that are too lazy to put in the work to buy something themselves so they take it upon themselves to steal seeing as it makes them feel better. I don't care, I'm fighting for this phone, seeing as I forked up a considerable amount to have it, and I'm not gonna let some punk try to take it away from me. I'm insured but that's not the point. - Total MLB 1.08 came out this weekend, and after a couple uploads I got the right version out that everybody would enjoy. Only thing left is a bunch of small changes and I'm set for the season. - I want MLB to contract a couple teams, at most. Expansion (Marlins, Rockies, Devil Rays, and Diamondbacks) in the 1990's led to a dilution of talent and guys wearing major league uniforms who should have been calling Triple A home. We blamed all those home runs last decade on smaller parks and juiced balls and that was some of it, but we now know it was also steroids (and some cork too). And part of it was simple - less talented pitchers serving up bombs. Fewer teams would equal deeper pitching staffs and potentially fewer home runs. Contracting two teams basically cuts down on the demand for talent and salaries go down considerably.

Yeah basically that's the thing, the Yankees can afford to make make mistakes, seeing as money is not an issue.

-I purchased a crapload of stuff yesterday. I got my Nextel phone hooked up, and the total amount for everything was 530 dollars, what the deuce? I mean the phone itself was 350 bucks with service, but then I had to make a 150 dollar deposit. What the hell else? I also bought an HDTV. A Samsung 27 inch...it's pretty good and I like the quality. It supports all modes including 720p. I'm gonna have a blast watching my yankee games in HD. - Mentally, I'm not where I want to be right now. I feel I shouldn't have spent all of the income tax money. My aunt, she's in her final hours I guess, as she has developed pneumonia and she's been in a nursing home for quite some time. She still remembers who I am and when I came to see her I could not contain my sadness. I left the nursing home bawling my eyes out. She's been like my third mom and I share great memories with her. When nobody wanted to visit her on any given day, I stepped up to the plate and went to see her. I love her with all my heart, and she'll move on to a better place in perfect health again. Thanks for the memories auntie. - And so I get the news that my first Nextel bill will come out to 250 and change. More money that I have to pay for. I better get to fixing more computers, seeing as I need that money NOW more than ever. Nobody has donated for my Total MLB update but in the end, its OK. I guess. I'm in huge debt right now. -KC

Damn, you had a car in high school? I'm 18 and even I don't have a car yet! However I'm trying to buy one, but don't want to break 1,000 for one.