<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2844109846138457937</id><updated>2024-09-04T15:33:36.528-07:00</updated><category term="Business"/><category term="things I hate Rage computers people numbers"/><category term="Ad"/><category term="Advertising"/><category term="Anger Class Economics"/><category term="DS"/><category term="Finance"/><category term="Google"/><category term="Interest"/><category term="Lawyer"/><category term="Loan"/><category term="Money"/><category term="Nintendo"/><category term="Rage"/><category term="Rondo of Swords"/><category term="Spectral Force Genesis"/><category term="Tutorials"/><category term="insurance"/><category term="vent"/><title type='text'>RAGE BLOG</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anger-rage.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2844109846138457937/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anger-rage.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Angermanaged</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338400677249158717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj97UsYsOcfGfH-wQoFB3BIrLNCEjNzjCJ8BcQ9nOAdYPMY-j3nxlLKAt5BvzEEcOKB4UzntONZp_TleOHjWhfFlhrYDbO-7cTjl9VkGZhDxEuUeTXw76H8hRbmQlFr/s220/1284404559156s.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2844109846138457937.post-6428908071491027211</id><published>2010-10-05T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T13:23:57.706-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="DS"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Nintendo"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Rage"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Rondo of Swords"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Spectral Force Genesis"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Tutorials"/><title type='text'>Dropped out of the loop for a bit</title><content type='html'>Sorry followers... I just haven&#39;t been feeling the rage spirit for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;
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The topic for today is games that don&#39;t put a tutorial section in the beginning of the game. I have gotten two lesser know titles for the DS lately. Both have pissed me off thouroghly. I don&#39;t understand why games don&#39;t have tutorials in the story mode... Instead they put them in these menus that it takes a few minutes to navigate. The games I am talking about are&lt;br /&gt;
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Rondo of Swords and Spectral Force Genesis&lt;br /&gt;
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These two games which would be impossible to play without the tutorials just neglect to put them in. They don&#39;t even say their is a tutorial they just fucking hide it from you. Gamestop was kind enough to keep the previous saved games on their when I bought it. In both games the previous save from the owner never even got past the third mission. Well there is a reason you fucking game companies... Put this shit where people can find it. I mean I love Rondo of Swords. This game is amazing and perfect for alot of people but noone is going to give it a chance with this shit going on. I barely did.&lt;br /&gt;
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On the other hand Spectral Force sucks a huge dick. That game is so backwards fucked I don&#39;t even know how to describe it. The entire game is so complex that I can&#39;t imagine anybody actually liking it except the creators.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anger-rage.blogspot.com/feeds/6428908071491027211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anger-rage.blogspot.com/2010/10/dropped-out-of-loop-for-bit.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2844109846138457937/posts/default/6428908071491027211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2844109846138457937/posts/default/6428908071491027211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anger-rage.blogspot.com/2010/10/dropped-out-of-loop-for-bit.html' title='Dropped out of the loop for a bit'/><author><name>Angermanaged</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338400677249158717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj97UsYsOcfGfH-wQoFB3BIrLNCEjNzjCJ8BcQ9nOAdYPMY-j3nxlLKAt5BvzEEcOKB4UzntONZp_TleOHjWhfFlhrYDbO-7cTjl9VkGZhDxEuUeTXw76H8hRbmQlFr/s220/1284404559156s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2844109846138457937.post-6187743081035704203</id><published>2010-09-29T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T07:36:30.143-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Business"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="insurance"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="things I hate Rage computers people numbers"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="vent"/><title type='text'>Well, it has happened</title><content type='html'>I knew this day has been coming. I can&#39;t believe it took this long either... I finally hate myself. I have reached the state of people that I absolutely detest. The don&#39;t study for tests to blind to notice what is actually going on. My lack of sleep has worn me down to the point that I barely try any more. Just yesterday I was dozing off in class when I for some reason decided to check what day my business law test was. It turns out that I actually had it in about 20 minutes in a building that takes 15 minutes to get to instead of what I previously thought Thursday. So I did what any reasonable person would do and I scrambled my ass over to the building wrote my name down and stared at what was bound to be the last straw.&lt;br /&gt;
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I took forever on this test. When I study and attempt to do my best I hate being anything other then first or second to turn it in. Yesterday was a different story though. I was almost last to finish that overworded piece of shit. I cannot believe I forgot to study for it. I mea I went to the fucking study session where that bitch of a T.A. yelled at us in insurrance speak for two hours. That would be the only reason at all that I would get any points on this...&lt;br /&gt;
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I hate what I have become and I hate insomnia.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anger-rage.blogspot.com/feeds/6187743081035704203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anger-rage.blogspot.com/2010/09/well-it-has-happened.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2844109846138457937/posts/default/6187743081035704203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2844109846138457937/posts/default/6187743081035704203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anger-rage.blogspot.com/2010/09/well-it-has-happened.html' title='Well, it has happened'/><author><name>Angermanaged</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338400677249158717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj97UsYsOcfGfH-wQoFB3BIrLNCEjNzjCJ8BcQ9nOAdYPMY-j3nxlLKAt5BvzEEcOKB4UzntONZp_TleOHjWhfFlhrYDbO-7cTjl9VkGZhDxEuUeTXw76H8hRbmQlFr/s220/1284404559156s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2844109846138457937.post-7486956504688749350</id><published>2010-09-27T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T07:32:46.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Business TA</title><content type='html'>Last night I spent a good chunk of my time trying to study for a law test that I have. First off I got their ten to fifteen minutes early just to wait outside with all the other good students. Come class time I was still waiting outside for this damn ta (teachers assistant) to show up. Then when she finally got their she treated evryone like crap and refused to be helpful in any way. I mean for a study session you should be helping people answer questions not reading from an outline. the whole night seemed like I-robot. I am sorry you need to ask the right questions...&lt;br /&gt;
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Then when we finally got started on actual material that she decided was important all she did was yell at a speed I can&#39;t even describe. It didn&#39;t even matter how many times she repeated herself if she just reads it as fast as she can. Even if you asked her to slow down and repeat what she had just gone over she would reply with the same thing she previously said twice as loud and just as fast. It didn&#39;t even make sense... I mean why host this study time for the sake of the students then not actually do anything for us.&lt;br /&gt;
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I really don&#39;t know why people act the way they do...</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anger-rage.blogspot.com/feeds/7486956504688749350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anger-rage.blogspot.com/2010/09/business-ta.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2844109846138457937/posts/default/7486956504688749350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2844109846138457937/posts/default/7486956504688749350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anger-rage.blogspot.com/2010/09/business-ta.html' title='Business TA'/><author><name>Angermanaged</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338400677249158717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj97UsYsOcfGfH-wQoFB3BIrLNCEjNzjCJ8BcQ9nOAdYPMY-j3nxlLKAt5BvzEEcOKB4UzntONZp_TleOHjWhfFlhrYDbO-7cTjl9VkGZhDxEuUeTXw76H8hRbmQlFr/s220/1284404559156s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2844109846138457937.post-6638104631199391473</id><published>2010-09-25T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T10:48:57.289-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Anger Class Economics"/><title type='text'>These people...</title><content type='html'>The people on this campus are driving me insane. I don&#39;t understand how 20-somethings and up can act the way they do... It is just mind boggling. This behavior is alright for say a ten year old or a highschool dropout (In my opinion they should have about the sam IQ). I mean just last night I had four to five people standing right outside my appartment window dealing drugs :/ DRUGS get that shit away from me you low lifes.&lt;br /&gt;
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Setting drugs aside these people act like college isn&#39;t a big deal. I know that I seem like I don&#39;t care sometimes, but I really do. I always come back and do my homework and study no matter how small the quiz. Though it seems like the &quot;cool guys&quot; of campus are above studying. There parents aren&#39;t here to scold them so a D or F is a resonable grade... I just had an Econ test a few days ago. She told us that someone got a 20% on it. A fucking 20%...It is multiple choice test you dumbfucks you should be able to guess at a higher percentage then that. I don&#39;t understand what you think you are doing. Paying thousands of dollars to go drink and hit on whores. It just doesn&#39;t make sense to me. Though I suppose the worse everyone else does the better off I will be in the real world. That is just one more person that I won&#39;t have to deal with in the job market.&lt;br /&gt;
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Even if they won&#39;t be my competition I don&#39;t think it will matter. I don&#39;t think I will make it to the job market these days. Everytime I hear that someone did that terrible or see some cheap bitch walking around not even able to speak english I lose my faith in humanity and a little more of my sanity. I figure at this time in two more years I will be in a padded room after tearing out someones tongue for asking me to help them with their shit........ I really don&#39;t care about other people but if you plan on continueing to act the way you are please...please don&#39;t do it around me. I just can&#39;t handle any more of this shit you lowlife fucks</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anger-rage.blogspot.com/feeds/6638104631199391473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anger-rage.blogspot.com/2010/09/these-people.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2844109846138457937/posts/default/6638104631199391473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2844109846138457937/posts/default/6638104631199391473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anger-rage.blogspot.com/2010/09/these-people.html' title='These people...'/><author><name>Angermanaged</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338400677249158717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj97UsYsOcfGfH-wQoFB3BIrLNCEjNzjCJ8BcQ9nOAdYPMY-j3nxlLKAt5BvzEEcOKB4UzntONZp_TleOHjWhfFlhrYDbO-7cTjl9VkGZhDxEuUeTXw76H8hRbmQlFr/s220/1284404559156s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2844109846138457937.post-4813831068483537990</id><published>2010-09-23T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T13:55:00.674-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="things I hate Rage computers people numbers"/><title type='text'>Things I hate</title><content type='html'>1. I hate slow walkers that get in my fucking way when I try to get to class&lt;br /&gt;
2. I hate morons that talk to their phones like they are on speaker even when they aren&#39;t&lt;br /&gt;
3. I hate people that act like fools just to attract the other sex&lt;br /&gt;
4. I hate peope that can&#39;t support themselves into their 20s&lt;br /&gt;
5. I hate people that don&#39;t have a personality&lt;br /&gt;
6. I hate peolpe that act like chameleons...Those bastards can&#39;t just be themselves&lt;br /&gt;
7. I hate people that act differently around friends&lt;br /&gt;
8. I hate people that tell me to grow up. Its MY FUCKING FREE TIME I WILL DO WHAT I WANT&lt;br /&gt;
9. I hate people that judge you even if you haven&#39;t met them&lt;br /&gt;
10. I hate dumb people&lt;br /&gt;
11. I hate men that spend all their time in the weight room&lt;br /&gt;
12. I hate all things pink&lt;br /&gt;
13. I hate people that get henna tattoos&lt;br /&gt;
14. I hate fat people that act like they are tough shit&lt;br /&gt;
15. I hate fat people that wear tight clothing&lt;br /&gt;
16. I hate fat people that sweat so fucking much they can never smell sanitary enough to stay in the same room with&lt;br /&gt;
17. I hate fat people that claim genes as their excuse&lt;br /&gt;
18. I hate fat people&lt;br /&gt;
19. I hate snobby people&lt;br /&gt;
20. I hate girls and guys who cheat on there partners&lt;br /&gt;
21. I hate police who dont listen&lt;br /&gt;
22. I hate dissobeidant dogs&lt;br /&gt;
23. I hate the fact that parents lied about santa&lt;br /&gt;
24. I hate having to shave&lt;br /&gt;
25. I hate people that blinly follow religion&lt;br /&gt;
26. I hate people who dont reply to txt messages&lt;br /&gt;
27. I hate people that act above me&lt;br /&gt;
28. I hate fucking hypocrites&lt;br /&gt;
29. I hate dealing with illogical people&lt;br /&gt;
30. I hate being late&lt;br /&gt;
31. I hate people not committed to their words&lt;br /&gt;
32. I hate people that don&#39;t go to class&lt;br /&gt;
33. I hate people that wear their socks to fucking high&lt;br /&gt;
34. I hate slow internet connection&lt;br /&gt;
35. I hate people breathing over my shoulder near the ear&lt;br /&gt;
36. I hate people that don&#39;t respect my &quot;bubble&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
37. I hate people that cover my entire feed on facebook with status updates every two second&lt;br /&gt;
38. I hate people that need to use twenty fucking ! and ? when they comment&lt;br /&gt;
39. I hate leechers&lt;br /&gt;
40. I hate people that look down on porn&lt;br /&gt;
41. I hate being unable to sneeze&lt;br /&gt;
42. I hate dead batteries&lt;br /&gt;
43. I hate people on the internet. Bunch of winy no good bitches &lt;br /&gt;
44. I hate IT tech people&lt;br /&gt;
45. I hate people that think I don&#39;t know shit about computers&lt;br /&gt;
46. I hate people that think I will just fix their computer for free&lt;br /&gt;
47. I hate when my gf won&#39;t let me do shit for her&lt;br /&gt;
48. I hate when people don&#39;t let me fucking sleep on the weekends&lt;br /&gt;
49. I hate everything that makes me wake up before 10&lt;br /&gt;
50. I hate school. It really is a joke...I haven&#39;t done or learned shit and yet I am costing through with ease</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anger-rage.blogspot.com/feeds/4813831068483537990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anger-rage.blogspot.com/2010/09/things-i-hate.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2844109846138457937/posts/default/4813831068483537990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2844109846138457937/posts/default/4813831068483537990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anger-rage.blogspot.com/2010/09/things-i-hate.html' title='Things I hate'/><author><name>Angermanaged</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338400677249158717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj97UsYsOcfGfH-wQoFB3BIrLNCEjNzjCJ8BcQ9nOAdYPMY-j3nxlLKAt5BvzEEcOKB4UzntONZp_TleOHjWhfFlhrYDbO-7cTjl9VkGZhDxEuUeTXw76H8hRbmQlFr/s220/1284404559156s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2844109846138457937.post-6837043676072804899</id><published>2010-09-22T19:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T13:36:14.254-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Ad"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Advertising"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Business"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Finance"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Google"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Interest"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Lawyer"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Loan"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Money"/><title type='text'>RAGE</title><content type='html'>I am getting so sick of these damn allergys. I wake up and I itch everywhere. It gets fucking old really fast... I have to swallow about 5 pills just to stay sane these days. When pollen hits I feel like scratching through my flesh till my heart nolonger beats.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anger-rage.blogspot.com/feeds/6837043676072804899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anger-rage.blogspot.com/2010/09/rage.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2844109846138457937/posts/default/6837043676072804899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2844109846138457937/posts/default/6837043676072804899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anger-rage.blogspot.com/2010/09/rage.html' title='RAGE'/><author><name>Angermanaged</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12338400677249158717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj97UsYsOcfGfH-wQoFB3BIrLNCEjNzjCJ8BcQ9nOAdYPMY-j3nxlLKAt5BvzEEcOKB4UzntONZp_TleOHjWhfFlhrYDbO-7cTjl9VkGZhDxEuUeTXw76H8hRbmQlFr/s220/1284404559156s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>