http://www.pmsclan.com/forum/blog.php Discussion forum for PMS and H2O Clan en Mon, 20 May 2013 00:35:24 GMT vBulletin 60 http://www.pmsclan.com/forum/images/pms/misc/rss.jpg http://www.pmsclan.com/forum/blog.php http://www.pmsclan.com/forum/blog.php?b=4795 Sun, 05 May 2013 04:25:35 GMT Well tonight my best bud and I did something we have not done for years. We had a camp fire outside. We have not done that for many years now and... Well tonight my best bud and I did something we have not done for years. We had a camp fire outside. We have not done that for many years now and it was like going back in time and having a good time just sitting by the fire and all she would do is keep poking the fire cause she just loved to do that. It felt good to go back in time for once I really miss those days and it was very cool to do it again. She is my best bud and hope we always can have those good times together cause those are the memories that I will always remember and always enjoy. Thanks bud again for a good night I hope you enjoyed yourself as much as I did. ]]> H2O SCAR http://www.pmsclan.com/forum/blog.php?b=4795 http://www.pmsclan.com/forum/blog.php?b=4769 Thu, 25 Apr 2013 22:50:59 GMT Quick update. I have made it past the boring part of the application. I handed in the written part today and have booked myself in for the written... Quick update. I have made it past the boring part of the application. I handed in the written part today and have booked myself in for the written tests.

After that I have to do the basic fitness test, 2.4 km in 13 minutes. Not too bad :P After that comes the interview process and then a medical exam. And then finally a last interview and hopefully on to basic training then :D

My mother suggested getting a job in the mean time. I'm not opposed to this idea, I could use the money. However, I'm not really sure I would get employed based on the fact that I don't know when I will be sent to basic training. I don't want to be unreliable and unable to commit to a job in the mean time. Opinions would be appreciated. I will most likely venture to the job centre at some point :P

In other news, I'm playing paint ball again on Saturday and I'm super excited. I always go hard in the paint and do crazy rolls and dives. Unfortunately I cut my arm last time I played :P

Tried an upside down push up yesterday and they look easier than they really are haha. Not much other news or deep thoughts that are important enough to write about. Bought the first Game of Thrones book yesterday. Hoping I get into that again. After finishing the Hunger Games trilogy I need another book.

More on the Hunger Games, if you haven't read it go and buy it NOW. It's soooo good I was hooked for a while. And to people who have read it, how did you feel about the ending of book 3? Too me it felt rushed. No spoilers please ;)

Anyway, that is all I can think of for now. Stay safe people of the interwebz!
Peace! ]]> H2O Treebz http://www.pmsclan.com/forum/blog.php?b=4769 http://www.pmsclan.com/forum/blog.php?b=4736 Sat, 20 Apr 2013 13:53:18 GMT Image: http://media.tumblr.com/3b369f9b85d637a527ec039e9a27403d/tumblr_inline_mix1dg4CdM1qln1db.jpg Viewer Discretion Advised: Stream Color...

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What makes a fighting game champion? Is it a collection of trophies of varying shape, sizes or questionable design? Is it perhaps, over sized checks shoved under a worn mattress just in case of a rainy day? Is it popping off at times and places which are neither the time or the place to do so? Nay my friends, fighting game champions are made from the will to go to war against your fellow man and chuck plasma, Tiger Knees and Lightning Loops all over the screen in the name of freedom (and faces like this).

This weekend in Richmond, Virginia, RVA Tournaments presents Civil War V! Players from all over the East Coast and the United States have come to test their skills against each other with minds set on complete and total domination. Whether you're a fan of AE 2012, a MAHVEL monster or an Injustice fan in the making, there will be more than enough action this weekend to leave your eyeballs dryer than the Mojave desert after it's watched half as many matches that you have.

This year's Civil War tournament slate boasts 13 games:
BlazBlue Continuum Shift Extend (360)
Dead or Alive 5 (PS3)
Guilty Gear XX Accent Core Plus (360)
Injustice: Gods Among Us (PS3) – Interactables and Transitions enabled
The King of Fighters XIII (360)
Mortal Kombat (PS3)
Persona 4 Arena (360)
Skullgirls (PS3)
Street Fighter X Tekken Ver.2013 (360)
Super Street Fighter II Turbo (ARC)
Super Street Fighter IV Arcade Edition Ver.2012 (360)
Tekken Tag Tournament 2 (PS3)
Ultimate Marvel vs. Capcom 3 (360)

Civil War V will be streamed on two streams this weekend: Team Sp00ky and Funky P will be holding it down all weekend long so be sure to give both streams some love. Links to both streams will be provided below.

Thanks for making it this far guys, but I think it's time that you went and enjoyed a war the way it was meant to be. So sit back, relax and let it be known that anyone who tries to disturb your Civil War weekend will be met with Soul Fists!

Tournament Organizer:
RVATournaments

Updates with Shoryuken:
Shoryuken.com

Streams:
Team Sp00ky
FunkyP

Civil War V trailer:
Civil War V Trailer ]]> H2O Gotham http://www.pmsclan.com/forum/blog.php?b=4736 http://www.pmsclan.com/forum/blog.php?b=4693 Thu, 14 Mar 2013 09:57:23 GMT So I moved home few weeks ago. I won't lie I've been a bit of a bum. Especially these last few days in particular. Currently waiting on a reply to my application to the Airforce. It's been a little over a week and I've had no reply. I not the worried type, as long as I can remember I've never really panicked or stressed about anything. But this time is a bit different. I put all my chips on this and I'm hoping it doesn't fall through.

If I said that boredom has set in, it would be an understatement. It's hard in particular, all my friends are doing something with their lives and I'm stuck at home. Yeah, I run twice a day, try to eat healthily, but at the end of the day something's missing. I need something to do. My mum has me doing housework for her. It's not enough. I thought about a job, but I'm not sure how long I could commit to that. The application process take between 1-4 months typically.

Not really sure anymore. Plus the fact that it is like five degrees outside doesn't help. I mean, I don't really know what I've done since I've been home. I've let life float by. Forgot to post the adventure that is round the world travel. It's been one of those weeks. Could not be more ready.

While I'm here I may as well share the story. So I was mid flight from Vancouver to London. It's about a nine hour flight. These three guys a few rows in front of me are arguing. I'm not entirely sure why, but it went along the lines of they weren't sharing the arm rests. To paint the picture; The cabin is dark, the lights are dim and 90% of the people around me are asleep. I'm sat 2 rows behind the curtain. (The curtain separates the classes. The row next to the curtain get's extra leg room and you can pay to pre-book your seats.) Out of nowhere one of the three men raises his voice and after a few shoves the cabin crew are there. And the commotion begins. (Awesome diagram skillz)

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X= Me
Y= Idiot 1
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So idiot #1 and his mate idiot #2 are travelling together. They are about 20-25 years of age.
Idiot 3 is travelling by himself and he is in his 40's. So they have argued since take off. Everyone on the plane is pretty PO'd at them. Back to the scene. There is shouting between the idiots and the sleeping are now awake.

The lady sat next to me, Sarah, is in her mid 40's. She's friendly and has probably been one of the best co-passengers I've sat next to. Real nice lady.

In the heat of the moment And older man a few rows back shouts out: "Hey guys... can you take this outside please?"

It must have been about 3 seconds before the whole cabin area burst out in laughter. Possibly one of the funniest 'had to be there' jokes I've heard.

Back to the scene though, Sarah eventually get's up and changes seats with idiot #3. And let me say this, up until he moved I was sort of on his side, but after sitting next to him for near 3 hours I can safely say he is the worst. WORST. Co passenger ever.

So after we land and collect our bags. Sarah passes me and stops. She asked me how the rest of the fight was. I simply replied: "Next time I'm gunna be the hero, 'cause I'll never forgive you for that". We both laughed and said bye. After that I was picked up by the fam and driven home. I've been a bum since. The end for now. ]]> H2O Treebz http://www.pmsclan.com/forum/blog.php?b=4693 http://www.pmsclan.com/forum/blog.php?b=4680 Sun, 03 Mar 2013 22:17:53 GMT Well we are just right around the corner for a new system. Who will you trust with your hard earned dallors? Will the choice be Playstation, Xbox, or... Well we are just right around the corner for a new system. Who will you trust with your hard earned dallors? Will the choice be Playstation, Xbox, or the newest Nintendo thing. ]]> H2O darkosdreamers http://www.pmsclan.com/forum/blog.php?b=4680 http://www.pmsclan.com/forum/blog.php?b=4672 Mon, 25 Feb 2013 16:10:55 GMT So Robert, aka Salty H2O, has been gone for almost 3 years as of next month. The first year I s as having nightmares about him, as in thinking he... So Robert, aka Salty H2O, has been gone for almost 3 years as of next month. The first year I s as having nightmares about him, as in thinking he suffered and that he hated me for how much I hassled him the day he passed away. About half the 2nd year I started having good dreams about him from getting a hug to him telling me its gonna be ok. And then last night first time I dreamt of him in idk how long... but I dont get the dream at all...


I have no idea where I was, but I walked up behind a gentlemen playing basketball I said hey, and he turned around and it was my brother I asked if I could play with him he nodded and said yes, after us playin for awhile he said hey I have to go now as he was holding the ball and he just disappeared no hug no I love you nothing... I just stood there very confused as the ball just dropped.

I dont get this dream and I have no idea what to make of it.... ]]> PMS Mz Salty http://www.pmsclan.com/forum/blog.php?b=4672 http://www.pmsclan.com/forum/blog.php?b=4670 Sun, 24 Feb 2013 01:31:14 GMT So, today I decided that I need to work on my figure again. I used to be very happy with my body. Then I just gave up and let it go. I'm only at 125(according to my really old scale), but at 4ft 11, it looks like a lot more than 125. And I'm just not happy with that at all. So.. I started on myself today. I'm home alone this weekend so I figured when is a better time to start than tonight? While nobody else is home? I can do this. I just need to keep at it, and not quit. I want to be happy with myself again. ]]> ms gobbles http://www.pmsclan.com/forum/blog.php?b=4670 http://www.pmsclan.com/forum/blog.php?b=4669 Fri, 22 Feb 2013 00:22:11 GMT Well for those of you that know and dont know me I am currently working on a horse farm feeding in the PM. I also have my horse at this farm as well... Well for those of you that know and dont know me I am currently working on a horse farm feeding in the PM. I also have my horse at this farm as well so it has its advantages. But lately from when the super bowl happened I have not been paid lick, so its not only been frustrating its also been insulting and makes me feel like crap. I have known this person from when I first started riding horses which has been a long time for me and just seeing the back stabbing over the last 5+ years really hurts.
Some background on this over ther last year or two...

So I got kicked out of the barn by a barn manager she (the farm owner) brought into the farm. At first it was great and things were working out. Horses were getting fed and taken care of, the bosses kid was being looked after and as well as the bosses mother who had recently been in a car accident at the time. Well as time went on things started to go down hill and people started getting nasty and stressed out over simple thhings. A while later after all the stress got to me i moved my horse to the farm across the way but the drama didnt stop there. With this new farm theree was a lady who would consistantly take our feed from the old farm for her use before a lesson with an outside trainer who i didnt really think much of. It came to the point where she was saying that my old man who i had to give to the farm owner because we could not keep up with board on 2 horses was being neglected, this turned out to be false. This barn manager at the old farm ran alot of people off the farm, one of them being a paid boarder which had its ups and downs. Well its about mid summer and for an unknown cause my horse is starting to go feral which really was not a good thing and becoming dangerous to both me and himself. So i called the vet out when he was due to have his teeth done, talked about how he was behaving and how unlike him all this was. A few days after the teeth were done we gave him an injection of an expirmential antipsychotic called prolixin. This would only take affect when i moved him again for the second time after i got him back in 2009-2010 after being a few months fresh off the race track. Well jump forward a month or so and im leaving the new farm to return back to the previous one because the care was not what i was hoping for at the new place. So upon my return im back in good standing with the farm manager and we hit it off well or so I thought. At this point my horse is still acting nuts but im now taking lessons from her and progressing well for what I can get out of said crazy horse. Later on down the road I ended up having the flu, a very mild case of it with just a fever and body aches but right after that I ended up getting food poisoning. This lasted for about a week, the start of it was very mild untill the next day where I wake up with my intestins feeling like they are being ripped apart, yes I know not a pretty thing to think about lol. So once im fully recovered or well more like 70% better i get an email from the farm owner that the barn owner that the manager called the vet out to give my horse depoprevera(sp?) you know that good old birth controll shot, well yes its used in horses too lol. Well the affects on a gelding would be hormone controll if there was an imbalance. Needless to say i was pretty angry and sent the farm owner a nasty email saying I never gave authorization to have it administered, well the response I got back was that the manager said we talked about giving it to him which was complete bull. In haste i went to the farm and asked the manager to come out so i could talk to her about what happened, what she told me compleately shocked me to the point that I knew or thought I knew what were lies and what was truth. It was at this point i went off on her and almost told her to f off and that she was anythiing less of a manager because she didnt have the guts to call me when it first happened. I was told at this point that the owner told the manager that she would call me to tell me but that never happened. After a bit another manager who quit working at the farm just up the road brought in her 2 horses and all bell broke loose. Finally after a few months of everyone yelling and complaining about everyone else the farm manager leaves, everything starts to calm down for the most part. The new boarder who seems happy here at first was easy to deal with, her horses though not so much. Once again the farm owner gets in a friend who I know and who the owner first met through me to help feed during the week days so im just doing weekends. From a month or 2 before the farm manager left to when this friend of lauras came in I was feeding these horses being told that i would be compensated somehow. Well that was a load of bull and lies. I finally handle my frustration by telling the farm owner i had enough of being used and told crap and being treated like crap as well.

So forward to 2012/2013, so I started working back at the farm over the summer for some extra money because im straped and needed it badly. At first this was going well but recently when we were walking our horses down the drive way she admits to me that she can no longer pay me to feed and thatwe would work something out. Well that usually ends up with me being used and taken advantage of. So from super bowl till now its been 3 weeks from when I was last paid. I pretty much sent her an email today saying that I could not work for her anymore after this weekend.
So I finally did it, I got rid of the job and im feeling so much better about it but at the same time im feeling like crap because the advantage of my feeding was that I would know they were being fed properly and being taken care of, it was also an advantage for me because I was already out there to begin with. Lucky for me she understood and did not blow up or frek out which im sure she is now but she also told me how she could not do this much longer. So this gives me the chance to look for a better fitting farm, i do know she wants to drop the farm on my hands for the price of 1.2 mil....where am i going to get that money? So she sugested my dad which she thinks that he has tuns of money and that it grown on trees for him. I have to keep telling her we are barely getting by and that i would crap my pants if the farm was really worth that much with all the issues it has between the house and the 2 barns on the property let slone the plumbing and maybe electric work

But at least its done now, i can relax and start to get my sanity back. So theres my rant, it felt great but so sorry for the long winded post and the long, long recap on how this all came about lol ]]> PMS Ostara http://www.pmsclan.com/forum/blog.php?b=4669 http://www.pmsclan.com/forum/blog.php?b=4661 Sun, 10 Feb 2013 00:23:45 GMT So, it's always awesome when your family goes out and doesn't even bother to invite you out. They tell you to stay home with the dogs and then leave. Yeah sure, I'll stay home with the dogs while you guys go out and have fun tonight. I don't get to go out. The closest thing I get to going out is going to town to spend a couple days with one of my friends. Other than that, I'm stuck at home. Nobody bothers to ask me "hey want to go do something today?". Every time I had money, I always offered to take them to do something or to offer to buy lunch or dinner just so that they don't have to cook. But when it comes to asking me, they're like nope, you get to stay home while we have the time of our lives. I like going out and having fun too. I won't even get to do anything on V-day. I swear, it feels like everyone is mad at me and they won't talk to me about it. If they have a problem with me or if I did something wrong, I want them to tell me. I don't want to be left in the freaking dark. If they don't want me in the house anymore, I want them to tell me. Not ignore me. ]]> ms gobbles http://www.pmsclan.com/forum/blog.php?b=4661 http://www.pmsclan.com/forum/blog.php?b=4654 Fri, 01 Feb 2013 23:31:25 GMT As some of you knew, I moved to New Zealand in January 2012. That was the biggest decision of my life, until now. I left school this year to... As some of you knew, I moved to New Zealand in January 2012. That was the biggest decision of my life, until now.

I left school this year to pursue and IT college. All was well, up until I was refused a grant for a student loan. This altered everything. I had no idea what I was going to do or where to go from there.

Most kids, I say most but I really mean the kids I grew up with, knew what they wanted to do with their lives from about age 13. For me that never happened. I had no idea what I wanted or how to decide. This IT course would have been fun and interesting but I'm not sure that was what I really wanted. And then it hit me.

At this point I knew what I wanted to do. I woke up and did about an hours research and found I was eligible to apply and had exceeded the necessary qualifications required. I am joining the Royal Airforce.

All seemed well but as always there are set backs and cons. The main one was friends. When I moved to New Zealand I left everyone behind. I was relatively lonely and had no-one really to talk to. But moving back means that I sacrifice a guaranteed summer. For those of you unaware the UK hasn't had a decent summer since about 2004 :P

But at last I know what I want to do with my life and I am genuinely happy. Had this Idea to make like a little vlog/documentary for each day in the airforce training period. Should be quite cool.

Anyway, so there is my story for the past 12 months condensed into a few paragraphs. If anyone has some sort of military experience a few pointers would go a long way, thanks and good day,
-Treebz ]]> H2O Treebz http://www.pmsclan.com/forum/blog.php?b=4654 http://www.pmsclan.com/forum/blog.php?b=4649 Thu, 24 Jan 2013 02:41:35 GMT On May 22, 2011 at 5:41 pm, the deadliest tornado in almost 60 years tore through Joplin, Missouri, killing 160 known people. Those lucky enough to... On May 22, 2011 at 5:41 pm, the deadliest tornado in almost 60 years tore through Joplin, Missouri, killing 160 known people. Those lucky enough to survive lost their homes. Joplin not only lost hundreds of people, but they also lost their Mercy-St. John's hospital. Almost directly across the street from the hospital was Freeman's hospital. Virtually untouched. Photos, videos or even words don't even begin to describe the devastation the city of Joplin endured that night. The tornado left behind a 14 mile path of destruction, taking out everything in it's path and severely damaging things not directly in it's path. Cars were overturned, crushed and stacked upon each other. While I may not have been in the city that fateful day, I sympathize with the unfortunate. I have family and friends in Joplin. I have ex-soon-to-be in-laws that live in Joplin, and in a town a few miles north of Joplin. The tornado was an EF-5 with 200+ mph winds, ripping everything apart. Some say it was Satan's doing. Himself alone cause the cold front from the north and the warm front from the south to collide and descend from the skies. At this point, I believe it. My ex's aunt and cousin's lost their house to the tornado. My friends lost their homes and their friends.

I know where I was that night. I remember it clearly, as a matter of fact. My ex and I had our own apartment. We were celebrating his 21st birthday. He had invited a couple of his friends over and they bought a bunch of booze and began drinking early in the day. I was being a good kid and didn't drink. Somehow, I knew there was something about that day that didn't feel right. I remember a Jehovah's witness coming to our door, my ex, drunk as he was, answering the door to talk to this guy outside for a good hour or so. We all thought it was funny, but the rest of us stayed inside. Later on that day, all but one of the guys went home. It got really cloudy and warm really quickly. Then it started pouring down rain. The sirens went off a few times, but we didn't think much of it. If anything, we could just go down to the basement if we had to. Little did we know, we would have to. Anyway, the sky suddenly turned a bright, ominous orange. I sat outside, watching it rain and watching the sky. After the second or third time the sirens went off, we decided it was time to go to the basement. Now, we didn't live in Joplin, but were close enough to the city to be scared. We were in our basement for a good couple of hours. It felt like it anyway. The sky went from orange to red to dark, dark gray, almost black. It started raining harder and it started hailing. I was afraid the basement was going to flood, or a tree would fall in our building. Where our apartment was, there was a huge, really old tree right outside our front window. So us and our neighbor to the right of us would have lost everything. His family lived in a town a couple miles north of Joplin. We tried so hard to get ahold of them for the first couple hours after the tornado. Just to make sure they were okay. The tornado passed them.

Going through that sober was extremely sobering. And the city doesn't look much better now than it did then. There is still blood staining the streets in the neighborhoods directly impacted. There are no longer debris and torn up cars everywhere. But there is still no St. John's. There are a lot of homes that have yet to be rebuilt.

Why am I telling you this? I have no idea. Every since that night, I've been thinking so much about it. How sad it was. How many people I knew that I lost. How many people I could have lost. That night was my cousin's 18th birthday. I could have lost him if they hadn't decided to turn around on their way to the casino they were going to. Sunday, May 22, 2011 was a devastating day. This may not be a national distaster, and most of you won't care. But I remember it all. It will be 2 years this coming May. Not a day goes by that I don't think about it. ]]> ms gobbles http://www.pmsclan.com/forum/blog.php?b=4649 http://www.pmsclan.com/forum/blog.php?b=4647 Tue, 22 Jan 2013 09:59:00 GMT There's this weird sensation, I'm sure other pet owners get this too, when you realise that your pet completely depends on you. It's weird, not really sure how to take it. For example, I walk my dogs twice a day, and I let them off their leash sometimes. Previously I was apprehensive of this, but I know as soon as they go they'll come back. Why? Because they cannot live without their owner. It's a weird feeling, knowing another creature's life rests solely upon yourself. Myself. But the more I think about it the happier it makes me. Hmm strange.. ]]> H2O Treebz http://www.pmsclan.com/forum/blog.php?b=4647 http://www.pmsclan.com/forum/blog.php?b=4645 Mon, 21 Jan 2013 11:44:25 GMT So I have dogs, rottweilers. They aren't the biggest, most brutal looking rottie's in the world but they are good dogs. Well trained and not over fed like 90% of the other rottweilers I see around town. Anyway, every time I walk them someone always talks smack. It's funny, because they are usually in their cars with their doors locked or across the street. Same thing everyday. I mean I'm no tough guy, but anyone can talk crap from across the street. Oh well haters gonna hate. ]]> H2O Treebz http://www.pmsclan.com/forum/blog.php?b=4645 http://www.pmsclan.com/forum/blog.php?b=4644 Sun, 20 Jan 2013 21:46:10 GMT Not Blogged in a LONG time. Oh well, I shall start again. Today... or maybe tomorrow. Hmm.. or the day after. Anyway Life has been decent for a... Not Blogged in a LONG time. Oh well, I shall start again. Today... or maybe tomorrow. Hmm.. or the day after. Anyway Life has been decent for a while, since my last blog. A lot has changed and I've learned a thing or two along the way. Now to go and kill myself at the gym fun fun fun... Exercise, Y U NO FUN? ]]> H2O Treebz http://www.pmsclan.com/forum/blog.php?b=4644 http://www.pmsclan.com/forum/blog.php?b=4638 Tue, 15 Jan 2013 02:01:38 GMT 4 years in the clan today 4 years in the clan today ]]> PMS TheSkittles http://www.pmsclan.com/forum/blog.php?b=4638