Personal History

The investigative report on Hexar's whereabouts and important events throughout his short, pathetic life

May 12, 1981

A date which changed history for the better, May 12th marks Hexar's very first birthday, making him 0 years old. (Note that Hexar enjoys referring to himself in the third persion.).

It's been said that Tuesday's child is full of grace, and I must admit that Hexar is more graceful than you could ever imagine. He also was a smooth ladies' man at a very young age--wait, that's somebody else. I confused the two of them.

February 24, 1983

Honestly I don't remember this date very well. Having been two years old, I can say that my sister Katie's birth was not necessarily something that "rocked my world" seeing as most everything still probably rocked my world. But at this point I did have a future playmate lined up for when me and my sister were old enough to hang out.

Fall of 1988

While it is true that many important things did happen between 1983 and 1988, I don't remember most of them, and certainly not with any chronological clarity. But 1988 was clearly a monumental year for me.

Over the summer, I assume, our family of four decided to move from our house in the West side of Fort Collins to a newer community farther east, nearby where our church would soon have a real building. The biggest reason for this move was the appearance of my little brother, Chris--we needed another bedroom. I was proud to be, yet again, an older brother, and this time I learned a little bit about childbirth and pregnancy and all that good stuff.

1988-1989 Schoolyear

While I don't remember exactly how or when, this was the year I met Brady. Brady and I became very nearly best friends in first grade. We were partners in crime, chasing girls around Werner Elementary and causing all kinds of havoc. I must admit that Brady was the leader and I the happy follower, but I didn't want to lead because then I might have felt stupid.

Brady and I remained friends, often best friends, until even the early years of high school. Since 5th grade, however, we had been attending different schools, and by high school we kinda drifted apart--mainly because Brady was never home.

Fall 1992

This was the year I met Bryan. Bryan and I hit it off pretty well; we both enjoyed nintendo games and all kinds of playground games on school grounds. We played such awesome games as two-player tag, koosh tag, and best of all, follow-the-leader-don't-touch-the-ground, a game of skill and physical prowess in which one person would navigate around playground equipment in a difficult fashion--without touching the sand. I was good at this because I was buff.

Also, Bryan was very good at Super Mario Kart, the one for Super Nintendo. That version of Mario Kart was in fact much superior to the Nintendo 64 version--and still is. He beat me every time at this game.

Fall 1994

Bryan's dad, who had been working for HP, had to move to Boeblingen (forget the umlauts), Germany for whatever reason and the fact that Bryan and I were friends didn't seem to affect his decision. In any case, Bryan moved to Germany for two or three years, and I saw him once when he was in town--and not since. I talked to him once on the phone a while ago, and it was funny because his voice had changed.

Another important event here is my entrance to Boltz Junior High School as a 7th grader. I must admit that as much as I hated all of Junior High, nothing was worse than 7th grade. Everything changed, and fast, and you know how junior high is. Hell on earth.

Despite the junior high experience, there was one good thing that happened this year. One day I announced to my parents that I was going to learn a new language (I had tired of BASIC). So after a little discussion, my dad persuaded me to learn C. Soon, my father brought home a few books home from HP (he used to be a programmer) and a DOS-based C Compiler. I was set. I read that book almost every night for over a month until I could understand it--and in the daytime I wrote test programs.

Spring 1996

Spring 1997

Somehow I survived the turmoil in junior high and "graduated" from 9th grade that spring. Thank God.

Fall 1997

Arrived at Fort Collins High School as a new sophomore. I admit, this also took some getting used to, but High School is a haven compared to junior high. I already kinda knew my way around here since I had taken Algebra 2 at FCHS in 9th grade, and I was stoked to be there. High School was a great time--but now it is little more than a good dream in my mind. On to better things I guess.

Spring 2000

Graduated from high school! Hell yeah! I'm a rock star!

June 2000

Me and six of my friends (Zack, Jordan, Alex, Garrett, Alicia, and Ashley) took a trip which was the best senior-trip I've ever had. Using a minivan and a new Volvo, we set out to drive across Nebrasksa to a place known for its cheese: Wisconsin.

Why wisconsin? Jordan knew a guy who owns a cabin up in Wisconsin right on Heart Lake, and managed to secure us a spot there for a week for us to relax and enjoy life. We cooked hotdogs and burgers over the fire, set off firecrackers, and launched potatoes into the lake. In the mornings we'd make breakfast and either tan on the dock or go for a swim in the clean lake. Life was simple, and life was great. That cabin is my picture of a dream house.

After spending a week up at Heart Lake, we took a trip down to Chicago to see the city. We were pretty worried about pickpockets, but we had no trouble with that because we were overly cautious. we spent two days walking around Chicago, and I really like that city. Zack and I were the only two that actually wanted to get to the top of Sears Tower though--what's up with that?

The next thing we did was to spend a day at Six Flags in Illinois. That was a blast--the lines were pretty short that day. I made it a personal goal to ride every rollercoaster there, and I did. The best, however, was the "Flying Bull" (I think). God, I could ride it all day. It's the smoothest rollercoaster I've ever been on, and it feels like you're soaring--I can't recommend it enough.

Eventually we had to go home, and this marked a sad moment. It was nice to get out of the car, but the time we spent those two weeks were magical. I believe this trip marked my entrance into adulthood, as well as most everyone else's. We took care of ourselves, planned the entire trip, and came out better people in the end. There were a few disputes, a few problems to work out, but in the end this was one of my happiest memories.

August 26, 2000

This was the day I arrived in Boulder with all of my earthly belongings, only to try and fit it all into a small dorm room in south side Smith Hall, floor one. How different Kittredge looked at that time amazes me. I was very pumped about this school year. A few days later my roommate, Mark, arrived.

Although at first things were awkward, I helped Mark unpack his things from his sister's car and that seemed to help ease the discomfort. They promptly set out to re-arrange the furniture. I didn't really care though.

Mark and I became good buddies. I'm not sure exactly how this happened, but we were always willing to talk about things that were going on, and since we were both quite laid-back we ended up not having a single fight all year. How did this happen? I don't know. Luck I guess.

Our dorm hall was so kickass. Our floor was great because every single person on our floor was friends with each other, except of course for Max and Anastasia, and they were roommates. I feel sorry for that situation. If only they could have gotten along. In any case, our hall instituted what is known as "Monday Night Football" for a short period of time, where two players, decked in hockey gear, ran towards each other at full speed in the middle of the hall. The person carrying the football had to get past the defender. Multiple injuries ensued, but the rush was not unlike the way it is in Fight Club.

We also got into some bad-ass dodgeball games at our dorms. Late at night we'd go down to the piano lounge with a miniature basketball and played every-man-for-himself dodgeball. The basic rules are as follows:

• Everyone starts in the center of the room, and one person throws the ball at the ceiling.
• Any person who gets possession of the ball can throw it at another player.
• Any person who is struck by the ball is out and must get out of the way.
• If you catch the ball thrown at you, the thrower is out.
• You are not considered out if the ball hit another wall or object first.
• If you cannot hit your opponent(s) directly, you are allowed to throw the ball at a far wall. Only far walls count.
• If you and another person grab the ball at the same time, you must try and get control of the ball from them--but no fighting.
• You cannot simply "tag" people by touching them with the ball. You have to throw it.
• The winner is the last man standing.

I find it unfortunate that I could not have stayed in those dorms, with those friends, again next year, we all must move on.

February 25, 2001

This was the day I met Megan. She and I had been chatting briefly over the Internet, and by this time she had moved from Indiana to Fort Collins, Colorado, to live with her brother and work at his music store. So I agreed to meet her, and we went to Keystone to go snowboarding. This was a lot of fun, but I didn't really talk to her much. After they dropped me off, I kept seeing her every once in a while.

Spring Break, 2001

In lieu of spending all of my savings on a spring break trip, I decided instead to go between Fort Collins and Boulder. In Boulder my plan was to look for apartment options for the summer and fall, and I only spent a short time there.

While I was in Fort Collins, I spent a good deal of time with Megan, to the point where I felt like we were basically "going out." At first I wasn't sure if this was what I wanted, but I realized that I very much enjoyed having Megan as my girlfriend.

May 7, 2001

Early in the morning, I finished my last final for Algorithms, and that was the most relieving feeling ever. I had spent the entire week straight studying every chance I could get for my finals, and now I was done. I knew I'd gotten about an 85% on that final, but I didn't care. Time to partay!

May 12, 2001

I drove Megan to DIA this morning, on my birthday, so that she could catch her plane to Indiana. She was going back for two weeks, at the end of which was her graduation ceremony for her high school (she had moved to Fort Collins after finished her second trimester).

After that, I drove down to see my good buddy StirFry in Denver, and got to go to Mongolian Barbecue with him and some other friends. What a great meal--plus StirFry paid for my dinner because it was my birthday. Awesome.

Lastly, I drove up to Jordan's house as he was having a get-together. May 12 is his birthday too, but he's a year younger. This was a pretty good time, I got to see some people I had not seen for quite a while.

May 16, 2001

Woke up that morning at 7:00am, and Nick and I drove down to Boulder with Megan's truck and my car, both loaded with my stuff. Then as I went to my first day at IBM, Nick was basically given the task of moving things into the apartment. Unfortunately we couldn't move in until noon, so Nick had to wait around for quite a while, but he did move almost everything out of my car and Megan's truck into the apartment. He also was going to drive down to Denver to get our free furniture.

Only problem was, Nick's friend Chris disappeared to get tickets to Germany, and therefore Nick could not go down to Denver to get our furniture. I was surprised when I left IBM when Nick had my buddy Jordan in the car, and even more surprised to hear the news. But as it turned out, we drove Megan's truck and Jordan's truck down to Denver and got everything in one fell swoop. I can't thank Jordan enough for being there at that time.

After an extremely taxing workout from moving furniture into the apartment, especially Nick's desk, Jordan said his goodbyes and we were left to put together our beds, because honestly we were too wiped out to do anything but sleep. I was happy though, because all that was left as to put everything away.

May 25, 2001

After work, I drove down to DIA to get on a plane to Indiana. I've never ridden on a plane completely by myself before, but I managed to get where I needed to be correctly. Luckily the guy I sat next to on the plane was one of the coolest guys I've ever talked to. Seriously.

I was quite happy to see Megan on the other side. It was late though, and we were tired, and she was going to graduate the next day.

May 26, 2001

Megan had her graduation ceremony this morning. It was really pretty cool, and I liked the speakers a lot.

June 7, 2001

Nick and I held a party at our apartment because he was going to be leaving the next day for the Ukraine--he went on a mission trip for two months. This was a great party because Nick invited the girls and I invited the guys, haha.

The only downer was when Megan pulled me aside and said, "I think we should stop seeing each other." I was very hurt, and not just for myself. But we are still friends. I built her a computer soon afterwards because the parts arrived.

August 20, 2001

On or around this day, Brandy and I decided we shouldn't really be dating anymore. Okay, to be honest it was more of her decision than mine. Oh well.

October 4, 2002

Elisa (my girlfriend of about a month) and I went down to Denver to get into an eFoam party, only to find out that they didn't know about our tickets which we purchased online. So we went back home, and I was pretty dejected about the whole thing (perhaps unreasonably so). But, as we were driving into Boulder via US 36, we suddenly noticed something in the left lane which was not moving. It was a car, and before Elisa could swerve out of the way we smashed into it at 60 MPH and ricocheted into the ditch on the right side of the highway. After careening through the grass for fifty feet, we came to a stop and got out. I got several cuts all over my face, and Elisa was bruised on her knee, but we were basically okay.

The thing which was really scary was that I asked Elisa to put on her seatbelt as we were leaving Denver, and she reluctantly did. I can only fear what might have happened had we not been wearing them at the time of the accident.

December 17, 2001

Elisa and I broke up this day. :-/

January 12, 2002

This was the last day of the Denver Christmas Confererence put on by Campus Crusade. I seriously feel this conference changed my life.

March 25, 2002

Went to Vancouver to visit my cousin Lara at her art school (Emily Carr). What an awesome vacation. I'm glad I finally got to leave the country and see new places.

May 5, 2002

I got baptized today at Flatirons Community Church. I prepared a little speech which basically said that, for all of my life, I've been intellectually able to accept Christ's resurrection but that there was a huge chasm between my head and my heart. This was because I wasn't willing to give up control of my future to God, but once I gave it all up, everything changed. It's like being a new person. I wanted to solidify this by asking God to baptize me into the Holy Spirit with a fire that will never go out.

May 17, 2002

Departed for Austin, Texas for my summer internship with National Instruments.

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