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PSP 2000 vs PSP 3000

PSP 3000 is the new craze for all those GAMERS out there. You might think that there’s a big difference between the PSP 2000 and PSP 3000? Let’s see how Sony makes a few modifications of the newest PSP today.

Let’s review PSP 2000 and compare the prototype to it’s modified version, from Fat PSP to PSP Slim&Lite.

The system itself is very light. Incredibly light, in fact; the hardware is now a third lighter than the original PlayStation Portable; the speakers have been moved from the bottom of the system’s face to the top, making the sound easier to hear. The D-pad on the new hardware is raised slightly higher than the original, which is a subtle but nice change; games feel a tiny bit easier to control now. The “nipple” analog stick feels no different than the original, although the new stick is of course tighter than my broken-in original unit. The headphone jack is in a slightly different place, and while the jack is also used for the TV-out cable, it looks no different than the original.

Meanwhile, the PSP 3000 looks almost exactly the same like the PSP-2000 Slim&Lite, but this new version of the PlayStation Portable has a built-in microphone and a better and more detailed pixel screen. Anti-reflective technology seems to be working in this picture. The screen of the PSP-3000 is able to resist glare, so it will work better outdoors. The built-in microphone can be used for applications like Skype for PSP or for online gaming via Infrastructure. A slight rounding of the upper top corners of the new unit has been done. The circle on the back is now smaller for some unknown reason.

So that’s it! Just a few modifications of the system, so for all of you who’s worried to cost more money to get your hands on the new PSP, worry not because it’s just like your PSP 2000 you have right now, but still thinking of upgrading? Grab a PSP 3000 now!

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A Teen’s Suicide Letter

To the man and woman who chose to conceive a child, the result of which was me, when it fit in with their
five year plan;
To the teachers who never really cared, no matter what they say;
To my fellow geeks, dweebs, et. al., who will no doubt receive more abuse upon my passing, as my
tormentors will no longer have me to kick around;
To my fellow students who made my life a living nightmare when they should have focused on their
education;
To those who never cared, never spoke, probably never knew my name;
To the one true friend, whose caring was the only thing that prevented this even from happening sooner;
To the God, if he does exist, who chose to play a cruel, cruel joke on me when he placed me where he
did and surrounded me with so many uncaring faces;
To all of you, goodbye.
I am leaving a world to which I never truly belonged or fit in. Do not weep for me, or mourn my passing. I
say this not because I expect to be missed, but to allow those who truly did not care go on with their lives
with a clean conscience and dry eyes. I know you don’t want to weep for me. So don’t. But I do ask you to
listen to the final words of a young man who has taken charge of his own destiny.

Voice Out!

ANTHEM

Everything has fallen to pieces,
Earth is dying help me Jesus
We need guidance, we’ve been misled,
Young and hostile, but not stupid.

Corporate leaders, politicians,
Kids can’t vote, adults elect them
Laws that rule the school and workplace,
Signs that caution, sixteen’s unsafe.

We really need to see this through,
We never wanted to be abused
We’ll never give up, it’s no use,
If we’re fucked up you’re to blame

Let this train wreck burn more slowly,
Kids are victims in this story
Drown our youth with useless warnings,
Teenage rules they’re fucked and boring

STAY TOGETHER FOR THE KIDS

It’s hard to wake up, when the shades have been pulled shut
This house is haunted, it’s so pathetic, it makes no sense at all
I’m ripe with things to say, the words rot and fall away
My stupid poem could fix this home, I’d read it every day

Their anger hurts my ears, been running strong for seven years
Rather then fix the problems, they never solve them, it makes no sense at all
I see them everyday, we get along so why can’t they?
If this is what he wants, and it’s what she wants,then whys there so much pain?

So here’s your holiday,
Hope you enjoy it this time, you gave it all away
It was mine, so when your dead and gone,
Will you remember this night, twenty years now lost,
It’s not right.