at my house tonight.
because my uncle ran for sheriff.
i'm leaving.
HAVE to do some major reading.
test in lit tomorrow.
and i'm not ready.
maybe if i'd quit reading whatever the hell i want and start reading the assignments i would be better off?
it's a hypothesis at least.
but hey, they can't complain.
i mean,
i am reading.
Showing posts with label college. Show all posts
Showing posts with label college. Show all posts
11.04.2008
10.27.2008
monster
The UCA Police Department received a call at 9:19 p.m. reporting shots fired. At the same time, a UCA police officer heard the shots and responded immediately.
The first two UCAPD officers were on the scene of the shooting at 9:19 p.m. The incident occurred outdoors between Arkansas Hall and the Snow Fine Arts Center.
The first MEMS ambulance arrived on scene at 9:28 p.m., and the first Conway Fire Department vehicle was on scene at 9:30 p.m.
One victim, a UCA student, was pronounced dead at the scene. Two other injured victims were transported to Conway Regional Medical Center. One of those victims, also a UCA student, died at the hospital. The other victim, who was not a UCA student, was treated and eventually released from the hospital.
The names of the victims will not be released until their relatives are notified.
UCA residence halls and the UCA Student Center were immediately locked down after the incident was reported. However, the UCA campus itself is not locked down, although officers are posted at every campus entrance, and access to campus is limited to residents and authorized personnel. [UPDATE: Access to the UCA campus is open.]
All 25 UCAPD officers were immediately dispatched. The UCAPD's automated alert system was initiated, and every residence hall was contacted by telephone to instruct officials to secure the facilities and restrict access to the buildings. E-mails were sent to UCA student, faculty and staff e-mail systems, as well as the Safe@UCA e-mail listserv. A notification also was posted on the UCA homepage at www.uca.edu, as well as the UCAPD website at www.ucapd.com.
The UCAPD is conducting a joint investigation with the Conway Police Department and the Faulkner County Sheriff's Office.
A person of interest has been detained, although that person is not under arrest at this time.
Classes are canceled at UCA for Monday, Oct. 27, 2008. However, the campus is open and UCA faculty and staff can report to work.
(taken from www.uca.edu)
the info they provided only pertains to what happens on campus and nothing else. like i said previously, shots were fired at josh's apt complex and i also found out shots were fired at my friend will's apt complex.
driveby shootings.
this feels very different from what i could have ever possibly have imagined.
no one feels safe.
and what's also scary is that a man from my school killed someone this year too, though it was off campus.
i was just reading in THE SAVAGE DETECTIVES this weekend about how paranoia and fear can rule out all other emotions and now I'm starting to reread THE METAMORPHOSIS. what's sad is how "on" that concept is...
more later.
The first two UCAPD officers were on the scene of the shooting at 9:19 p.m. The incident occurred outdoors between Arkansas Hall and the Snow Fine Arts Center.
The first MEMS ambulance arrived on scene at 9:28 p.m., and the first Conway Fire Department vehicle was on scene at 9:30 p.m.
One victim, a UCA student, was pronounced dead at the scene. Two other injured victims were transported to Conway Regional Medical Center. One of those victims, also a UCA student, died at the hospital. The other victim, who was not a UCA student, was treated and eventually released from the hospital.
The names of the victims will not be released until their relatives are notified.
UCA residence halls and the UCA Student Center were immediately locked down after the incident was reported. However, the UCA campus itself is not locked down, although officers are posted at every campus entrance, and access to campus is limited to residents and authorized personnel. [UPDATE: Access to the UCA campus is open.]
All 25 UCAPD officers were immediately dispatched. The UCAPD's automated alert system was initiated, and every residence hall was contacted by telephone to instruct officials to secure the facilities and restrict access to the buildings. E-mails were sent to UCA student, faculty and staff e-mail systems, as well as the Safe@UCA e-mail listserv. A notification also was posted on the UCA homepage at www.uca.edu, as well as the UCAPD website at www.ucapd.com.
The UCAPD is conducting a joint investigation with the Conway Police Department and the Faulkner County Sheriff's Office.
A person of interest has been detained, although that person is not under arrest at this time.
Classes are canceled at UCA for Monday, Oct. 27, 2008. However, the campus is open and UCA faculty and staff can report to work.
(taken from www.uca.edu)
the info they provided only pertains to what happens on campus and nothing else. like i said previously, shots were fired at josh's apt complex and i also found out shots were fired at my friend will's apt complex.
driveby shootings.
this feels very different from what i could have ever possibly have imagined.
no one feels safe.
and what's also scary is that a man from my school killed someone this year too, though it was off campus.
i was just reading in THE SAVAGE DETECTIVES this weekend about how paranoia and fear can rule out all other emotions and now I'm starting to reread THE METAMORPHOSIS. what's sad is how "on" that concept is...
more later.
10.26.2008
death becomes her
fuck.
the college i've been looking at going to (the one josh currently attends) just had a shooting tonight.
no details yet.
edit: one death confirmed, possible 3. plus injuries. shooting took place at josh's apartment complex but he wasn't there. so fucked. fucked. fucked.
the college i've been looking at going to (the one josh currently attends) just had a shooting tonight.
no details yet.
edit: one death confirmed, possible 3. plus injuries. shooting took place at josh's apartment complex but he wasn't there. so fucked. fucked. fucked.
10.04.2008
esse quam videri
Descartes wondered and, at the same time, stripped everything, even the simple act of writing this response, bare on a philosophical level. I think he raised this question (reality vs. dream world) mostly to explore how powerful the subconscious really is and/or can be. Personally I think it is nearly impossible to differentiate between dreams and reality. Even in our so-called “reality” people suffer from delusions, hallucinations, etc., and even those who suffer from those types of disorders can’t differentiate between what is real. Maybe the human race itself is sick and our minds have bent our thinking into calling a person who sees the truth sick instead. Frankly, the possibilities here are endless.
Recently I watched a film titled VANILLA SKY (excellent by the way) that touched on these exact issues. It was quite interesting in a Matrix kind of way, in that it explores being able to control one’s surroundings in the dream state. There is a Latin phrase that states, “Esse quam videri" meaning, “To be, rather than to seem". I think those words tie in nicely to this topic, but I don’t think it applies only to a physical level. Instead, I think we need to strive to be who we are in our dreams as well -- after all, that is where we birth our futures. Why not set a goal that could actually be achieved? I’m not saying to stop reaching beyond one’s abilities. In fact continue to do that. How else could one grow? What I am trying to say is that I think you can control your dreams as well as your life (obviously, not to the utmost extent, but the majority at least) so that one can shape whatever type of existence they wish to have.
It’s extremely remarkable when every single culture has correlated the dream world with enlightenment. Native Americans would get “visions from the Gods” in order to guide them along the path of life, the ancient Greeks would visit Oracles for advice, the list goes on and on. Maybe getting back to a simpler dimension of reality, one that pushes off all barriers, is what we need to strive for.
Recently I watched a film titled VANILLA SKY (excellent by the way) that touched on these exact issues. It was quite interesting in a Matrix kind of way, in that it explores being able to control one’s surroundings in the dream state. There is a Latin phrase that states, “Esse quam videri" meaning, “To be, rather than to seem". I think those words tie in nicely to this topic, but I don’t think it applies only to a physical level. Instead, I think we need to strive to be who we are in our dreams as well -- after all, that is where we birth our futures. Why not set a goal that could actually be achieved? I’m not saying to stop reaching beyond one’s abilities. In fact continue to do that. How else could one grow? What I am trying to say is that I think you can control your dreams as well as your life (obviously, not to the utmost extent, but the majority at least) so that one can shape whatever type of existence they wish to have.
It’s extremely remarkable when every single culture has correlated the dream world with enlightenment. Native Americans would get “visions from the Gods” in order to guide them along the path of life, the ancient Greeks would visit Oracles for advice, the list goes on and on. Maybe getting back to a simpler dimension of reality, one that pushes off all barriers, is what we need to strive for.
8.29.2008
let earth unbalanced from her orbit fly
getting to my school from conway (town where josh lives now) is an extra 12 miles or so. normally it takes me 20 minutes to get to school. it takes a full hour to get from his place to here. i found this out when i had to skip my 8am class this morning because i didn't leave until 7:15.
traffic sucks.
we were suppose to be discussing the enlightenment period and Pope's Essay On Man. the professor doesn't particularly care for it, but i didn't think it was so bad.
Favorite lines:
Pride is still aiming at the blest abodes,
Men would be Angels, Angels would be Gods.
Aspiring to be Gods, if Angels fell,
Aspiring to be Angels, Men rebel.
And, spite of Pride, in erring Reason's spite,
One truth is clear, WHATEVER IS, IS RIGHT.
traffic sucks.
we were suppose to be discussing the enlightenment period and Pope's Essay On Man. the professor doesn't particularly care for it, but i didn't think it was so bad.
Favorite lines:
Pride is still aiming at the blest abodes,
Men would be Angels, Angels would be Gods.
Aspiring to be Gods, if Angels fell,
Aspiring to be Angels, Men rebel.
And, spite of Pride, in erring Reason's spite,
One truth is clear, WHATEVER IS, IS RIGHT.
4.27.2008
fall '08 schedule
Monday, Wednesday, Friday08:00 World Lit II
10:00 Physical Science
11:00 Spanish III
12:00 Lab (Wed. Only)
Tuesday, Thursday08:00 Intro to Philosophy
09:30 American Lit I
3.31.2008
specTACKles
phantom planet is officially a "no go".last week i worked my normal amount of hours (24) and got paid $88
i found this out at the bank when i was trying to put it in my account.
i showed my boss today and received the correct amount:
$173.48
big fucking difference asshole.
oh and i didn't do so great on my lit test today.
a fucking lit test ...
what is wrong with me?
2.08.2008
ug
worked from 8:00am-12:30pm.
seth = exhausted.
now it's time to write a paper on language.
sometimes life sucks balls.
seth = exhausted.
now it's time to write a paper on language.
sometimes life sucks balls.
1.28.2008
retrocation
My dad has really been talking about furthering his education lately. He loves reading especially, so starting today he went to the library to check out something of a more "literary" quality than he is used to reading; although, most of what he reads is very well written. At the same time though, like most non-traditional college students, he is extremely scared to go to college. I hope he does it though. If he doesn't, he will regret it the rest of his life. In fact, he already is. He claims that after high school he didn't do anything but start a family and immediately start working, and he says that in a manner that makes him sound like a petty person. That is not true. He went to mortuary school in Dallas, TX for a couple of years and became a certified embalmer. From there, he completed enough apprentice work to also become a funeral director. Besides that, he did apprentice work as an electrician before mortuary school, like his father before him, but determined that that career path wasn't meant for him. Basically he feels like programs such as that don't qualify as secondary education, and I don't understand why. Whether you receive a BA or a MA or, in his case, a certificate, it is still an accomplishement that requires you to further your knowledge. Plus, the knowledge he received is actually used in his line of work. How many college graduates do you know that that actually happened to? According to the numbers I've seen, most people don't. Still though, I like seeing the passion he has, and has always had, for learning. He never wants to stop, and I can't see anything wrong with that.
12.11.2007
nobody wants to get drunk and get loud
lacy gave me the new elliott smith book yesterday. it's amazing. it's full of great photos, hand written lyrics, letters, interviews, and all kinds of stuff. it actually got me to put down hunter s. thompson for a little while. oh and the best part, it came with a cd that had 5 previously unreleased tracks that were recorded by him (solo acoustic) at Largo in LA. it sounds great.
schools out. finals were fine. i'm sure i did well on all of them. bad news though -- my car decided to hate me yesterday. i was studying in the car while listening to elliott for about 45 min. or so. I went to class, finished my final and went to my car so i could go to work. it wouldn't start. immediate thought: battery is dead. wrong. radio, lights, everything was working. it just wouldn't start. next thought: starter/alternator. turns out that was wrong too. bought a coke to eat through the small amount of corrosion on my battery cables and connections. still won't start. try to tighten the cables. won't budge. they feel firm. i have nothing in my car to knock it with (i.e. a hammer) so i use a shoe. still won't move. called dad. he brought me wrenches. then i still had to jump my car because the battery was weak -- not dead. pain in the ass. oh, and it was drizzling and a mite chilly. Yeah, you heard me - chilly. In Arkansas. As in 40 F with a pretty cold windchill. Today it's 75 F. Mother Nature is confused. But it's not quite winter, so I won't complain too much. I just wish it would get colder all ready and stop with the intense fog and drizzle/rain.
actually went to a rock show last night. first time in awhile. to be honest, it's the first time in awhile that someone decent has come. effin arkansas. hate you. anyway, the main attraction was Deas Vail. a band from AR. what the hell? the lead singer can sing so high it's almost unreal. also saw Ludo, a weird band from St. Louis. Very funny. I think their albums would suck, but a great live band. A bit like Weezer with comedy. Strange, off the wall lyrics. They danced and made faces, i dunno, like I said ... strange. Saw Edison Glass too. Pretty good. Bought their cd during their show. then another guy in the band started singing. i literally thought it was girl. kind of bizarre. another band was opening. i think it was called Treaty of Paris but we missed them because we got there late.
i also learned of a new organization called (can't remember--will find out). They fight to end child sex slavery. Seemed very cool. I'm gonna check it out. You probably should too. It made me want to go on tour with bands to help inform people of such things. you know, do my part. these kind of things matter. i'd rather concern myself with those types of issues than the usual crap i deal with.
i have a company party tonight. i think i'm getting a bonus check.
schools out. finals were fine. i'm sure i did well on all of them. bad news though -- my car decided to hate me yesterday. i was studying in the car while listening to elliott for about 45 min. or so. I went to class, finished my final and went to my car so i could go to work. it wouldn't start. immediate thought: battery is dead. wrong. radio, lights, everything was working. it just wouldn't start. next thought: starter/alternator. turns out that was wrong too. bought a coke to eat through the small amount of corrosion on my battery cables and connections. still won't start. try to tighten the cables. won't budge. they feel firm. i have nothing in my car to knock it with (i.e. a hammer) so i use a shoe. still won't move. called dad. he brought me wrenches. then i still had to jump my car because the battery was weak -- not dead. pain in the ass. oh, and it was drizzling and a mite chilly. Yeah, you heard me - chilly. In Arkansas. As in 40 F with a pretty cold windchill. Today it's 75 F. Mother Nature is confused. But it's not quite winter, so I won't complain too much. I just wish it would get colder all ready and stop with the intense fog and drizzle/rain.
actually went to a rock show last night. first time in awhile. to be honest, it's the first time in awhile that someone decent has come. effin arkansas. hate you. anyway, the main attraction was Deas Vail. a band from AR. what the hell? the lead singer can sing so high it's almost unreal. also saw Ludo, a weird band from St. Louis. Very funny. I think their albums would suck, but a great live band. A bit like Weezer with comedy. Strange, off the wall lyrics. They danced and made faces, i dunno, like I said ... strange. Saw Edison Glass too. Pretty good. Bought their cd during their show. then another guy in the band started singing. i literally thought it was girl. kind of bizarre. another band was opening. i think it was called Treaty of Paris but we missed them because we got there late.
i also learned of a new organization called (can't remember--will find out). They fight to end child sex slavery. Seemed very cool. I'm gonna check it out. You probably should too. It made me want to go on tour with bands to help inform people of such things. you know, do my part. these kind of things matter. i'd rather concern myself with those types of issues than the usual crap i deal with.
i have a company party tonight. i think i'm getting a bonus check.
12.06.2007
good night princes of maine, kings of new england
i just found out that i am a reason for a possible soon-to-be divorce. the husband thinks that something is going on between his wife and me. he is wrong. he has been told so. now he realizes that we "share a connection" that he is lacking with her. they are utterly unhappy, but are sticking it out for the kids. she told me she kind of wants to have an affair in spite of him. politely i told her no with the whole "don't bring yourself down to his level / make him right" speech.
and i just watched cider house rules again.
and i took the entire day off to study for finals tomorrow.
(i didn't study)
and i just watched cider house rules again.
and i took the entire day off to study for finals tomorrow.
(i didn't study)
12.04.2007
tuesday, bloody tuesday
Apparently, at some point this afternoon I cut my thumb open. Don't know how, when, where, or anything. In fact I didn't even realize it until I saw some of my blood on some of the decals I was printing out. Then I found it all over my clothes, the table, my face -- practically everywhere. But boy, does it taste good.
Saw Reservoir Dogs this weekend. Bought it for $4 at Wal-Mart.
Got a bit wasted too. Wine, Rum, Tequila (petron actually). Good times.
Set up the Christmas Tree (loads of fun -- ha)
Read a little Hunter S. Thompson. Very good. Inspirational in fact. Makes me want to write. But really I shouldn't -- finals are this Friday and Monday. I'm thinking of taking off all of Thursday to study for Biology and Spanish. Well, just Biology really. 35 Chapters. Plus 15 some odd labs. All has to be memorized. But I'm not sure. I'm not working more than a half day.
Do you hear me? Can you believe what I just said? Taking off work to STUDY. Seriously. As in, no bullshit. I must be sick or something. The Sunshine must be getting to me.
Saw Reservoir Dogs this weekend. Bought it for $4 at Wal-Mart.
Got a bit wasted too. Wine, Rum, Tequila (petron actually). Good times.
Set up the Christmas Tree (loads of fun -- ha)
Read a little Hunter S. Thompson. Very good. Inspirational in fact. Makes me want to write. But really I shouldn't -- finals are this Friday and Monday. I'm thinking of taking off all of Thursday to study for Biology and Spanish. Well, just Biology really. 35 Chapters. Plus 15 some odd labs. All has to be memorized. But I'm not sure. I'm not working more than a half day.
Do you hear me? Can you believe what I just said? Taking off work to STUDY. Seriously. As in, no bullshit. I must be sick or something. The Sunshine must be getting to me.
11.28.2007
have you ever heard a death rattle before?
I got in a very strange mood this afternoon when I got home from work. Haven't felt that way in quite awhile. I was hit with a wave of anxiety and depression. My world flipped upside down. All I could think about was drinking. I wanted to drink until I couldn't move. Until I would fall asleep. I wanted to get higher than I've ever felt. Remember when I chunked those pills HKD? It was probably a good thing. I wanted to fix a lot of things. Felt like saying things I shouldn't. Made dozens of phone calls to people I haven't talked to in a long time. Some of them in years. I didn't talk to anyone. I would hang up the phone. If they called back I would ignore it.
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I've been thinking of moving again. For college this time though. Seriously thinking about Virginia. I have family there and my cousin works at Radford College so I could get a discount to a very good school. Good writing program. Completely unlike the shit hole I am currently attending that has, unless I can figure something out, trapped me for an additional semester due to not scheduling enough classes. And only for 2 more classes -- physical science and world lit. II. I can't find a way to be able to take more than 13hrs.
The only thing I'm worried about is how it will affect me being able to travel.
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Someone cares.
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I've been thinking of moving again. For college this time though. Seriously thinking about Virginia. I have family there and my cousin works at Radford College so I could get a discount to a very good school. Good writing program. Completely unlike the shit hole I am currently attending that has, unless I can figure something out, trapped me for an additional semester due to not scheduling enough classes. And only for 2 more classes -- physical science and world lit. II. I can't find a way to be able to take more than 13hrs.
The only thing I'm worried about is how it will affect me being able to travel.
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Someone cares.
11.13.2007
sleeping lessons
this really makes me hope that The Shins play somewhere close (possible SXSW or Bonaroo).
3 working days until I'm out of school for a full week (god bless the pilgrims).
thinking about hiking a mountain that's about an hour away. i've been wanting to do it for the past month. hopefully i'll get to and be able to take some nice pictures.
ps. i haven't forgotten the spidey pics -- just haven't found the time to download them yet. but really i should. i haven't even looked to see if any of the Bright Eyes pictures turned out.
now i have to study for my last biology and world civ tests. well, at least the last ones before finals start (yippee . . .)
EDIT:
so i'm suppose to be studying but the following distracted me (really, it's Claire's fault).
(my personal fav)
10.29.2007
kids dressed up like jason just aren't scary, okay?
went to 3 different haunted houses tonight.
ended up meeting with a bunch of friends instead of just the girl i've told some of you about (she is beautiful).
another girl that came was pretty much all over me the whole night.
kinda interfered.
the last house was by far the best.
it was a maze type of thing.
you couldn't see a thing most of the time.
i've never been anywhere with that many strobe lights.
i was just waiting to have a seizure.
()()()
in other news, i tried writing my first sonnet today.
have to have one done by wed. for class.
i ended up with 11 lines and didn't realize it.
so now i have to figure out where and how to add 3 more lines to the thing.
in creative writing today too, humphrey passed out JABERWOCKY (spell?) by Louis Carol.
awesome.
we were just talking about him at work on friday too.
and i even think i talked to hkd or erin about it as well.
small world, eh?
yes, i think so.
oh, and i studied while driving to class today (30 minute drive) because i completely forgot about the huge biology test i had.
not cool.
got my history paper back too.
made an 83.
not bad.
but i'm not really happy with it.
but i don't really care that much either.
maybe if i started taking notes, going to that class, and paying attention i would do a little better on the tests.
maybe.
()()()
and now,
without further ado,
goodnight my friends,
for it is time for bed.
ended up meeting with a bunch of friends instead of just the girl i've told some of you about (she is beautiful).
another girl that came was pretty much all over me the whole night.
kinda interfered.
the last house was by far the best.
it was a maze type of thing.
you couldn't see a thing most of the time.
i've never been anywhere with that many strobe lights.
i was just waiting to have a seizure.
()()()
in other news, i tried writing my first sonnet today.
have to have one done by wed. for class.
i ended up with 11 lines and didn't realize it.
so now i have to figure out where and how to add 3 more lines to the thing.
in creative writing today too, humphrey passed out JABERWOCKY (spell?) by Louis Carol.
awesome.
we were just talking about him at work on friday too.
and i even think i talked to hkd or erin about it as well.
small world, eh?
yes, i think so.
oh, and i studied while driving to class today (30 minute drive) because i completely forgot about the huge biology test i had.
not cool.
got my history paper back too.
made an 83.
not bad.
but i'm not really happy with it.
but i don't really care that much either.
maybe if i started taking notes, going to that class, and paying attention i would do a little better on the tests.
maybe.
()()()
and now,
without further ado,
goodnight my friends,
for it is time for bed.
10.16.2007
idioteque
Maybe something is wrong with me.
Maybe not.
Some of you may remember Benoit, the French (actually Corsican) foreign exchange student my family "fell" into hosting. More specifically, how much the kid got on my nerves. Long story short, I was brother/dad while he was here. Maybe chaperon is a better word. You decide.
Anyway, a few days ago my dad mentioned that he had called, as he sometimes does. Today, whilst at work, I caught myself thinking about how I would like to go visit him. We had kinda poked around the idea while he was here, but I was never actually serious. Now I am. I'm kinda thinking "the island is beautiful, I'll get to see part of Europe, French girls, he'll be better in his home land, etc. to justify myself. Also, if such events occur, I would actually have to fly into London first. Thus, I would have to make a mandatory pit stop.
So tonight, after I got home from work at 8:00, end writing this post, study for my biology lab practical exam, study Spanish test, and finish writing two short stories I'm going to look for our Rosetta Stone stuff and start learning French. Well, maybe that will have to wait until tomorrow.
There have been a couple of signs pointing me in this direction lately too:
1) Fat girl in Spanish discovered that I sound French when I speak Spanish (very peculiar).
2) My fortune at the Chinese place said, "take any approaching opportunities to travel overseas because the opportunities may never resurface."
Maybe not.
Some of you may remember Benoit, the French (actually Corsican) foreign exchange student my family "fell" into hosting. More specifically, how much the kid got on my nerves. Long story short, I was brother/dad while he was here. Maybe chaperon is a better word. You decide.
Anyway, a few days ago my dad mentioned that he had called, as he sometimes does. Today, whilst at work, I caught myself thinking about how I would like to go visit him. We had kinda poked around the idea while he was here, but I was never actually serious. Now I am. I'm kinda thinking "the island is beautiful, I'll get to see part of Europe, French girls, he'll be better in his home land, etc. to justify myself. Also, if such events occur, I would actually have to fly into London first. Thus, I would have to make a mandatory pit stop.
So tonight, after I got home from work at 8:00, end writing this post, study for my biology lab practical exam, study Spanish test, and finish writing two short stories I'm going to look for our Rosetta Stone stuff and start learning French. Well, maybe that will have to wait until tomorrow.
There have been a couple of signs pointing me in this direction lately too:
1) Fat girl in Spanish discovered that I sound French when I speak Spanish (very peculiar).
2) My fortune at the Chinese place said, "take any approaching opportunities to travel overseas because the opportunities may never resurface."
10.04.2007
the initial countdown to the rest of your life (is not here). quit wasting your time. quit being pathetic.
9:00am - 4:00pm = classes today. Lab took 2hrs. and we still didn't finish. We were making up last week's because she had a meeting. Stupid fuck. I was tired.
5:00pm - 9:00pm = painting. In a space that was not exactly what I would call "well ventilated." We weren't high at all. Nope, not at all. I felt like I was in high school chemistry huffing paint pens and sniffing the chemicals in the back.
Approx. 9:22:21 = Josh throws a full glass of ice water on me while in his car in response to me commenting on how his grandma is a GILF.
Approx. 9:36:56 = We arrive at Wal-Mart to buy me some new pants. I was terrified of future chafing. Didn't get any, but came dangerously close to getting some nice old guy, elastic banded waist, navy shorts (with 5! pockets). HKD calls. Basically hangs up on me. I would have too. I wasn't exactly "myself." Had Wendy's.
10:30pm - 11:45pm = cleaned the funeral home. at night. boo hiss rah. scary. no there were no dead people in there this time. yes, sometimes there are. no, they don't freak me out. no, i don't want to take you with me sometime. you will freak out. or you will be completely disappointed when you don't because you realize it's really nothing special at all. just a lot of hype.
12:23am = bed.
5:00pm - 9:00pm = painting. In a space that was not exactly what I would call "well ventilated." We weren't high at all. Nope, not at all. I felt like I was in high school chemistry huffing paint pens and sniffing the chemicals in the back.
Approx. 9:22:21 = Josh throws a full glass of ice water on me while in his car in response to me commenting on how his grandma is a GILF.
Approx. 9:36:56 = We arrive at Wal-Mart to buy me some new pants. I was terrified of future chafing. Didn't get any, but came dangerously close to getting some nice old guy, elastic banded waist, navy shorts (with 5! pockets). HKD calls. Basically hangs up on me. I would have too. I wasn't exactly "myself." Had Wendy's.
10:30pm - 11:45pm = cleaned the funeral home. at night. boo hiss rah. scary. no there were no dead people in there this time. yes, sometimes there are. no, they don't freak me out. no, i don't want to take you with me sometime. you will freak out. or you will be completely disappointed when you don't because you realize it's really nothing special at all. just a lot of hype.
12:23am = bed.
9.21.2007
this will not be worth your while
fiction isn't true, but it does tell the truth.
Wilco was amazing, but I left my camera at the house. Very, very good live though.
And I was the most kickass brother in the world and took E, my lil bro, to his first concert and bought him a t-shirt (no one else could go; plans, work, money, etc.). He liked it a lot but it ran a little long for him.
Today is Spanish test day. I'm not really excited.
Tomorrow is apartment hunting day. I am excited. And am getting prepared to be bummed out by the prices. So it's possible that you see a drunk post sometime tomorrow.
oh and hkd just burned me something like 350 songs. which of course i am completely UNHAPPY about.
yeh right.
meh.
Wilco was amazing, but I left my camera at the house. Very, very good live though.
And I was the most kickass brother in the world and took E, my lil bro, to his first concert and bought him a t-shirt (no one else could go; plans, work, money, etc.). He liked it a lot but it ran a little long for him.
Today is Spanish test day. I'm not really excited.
Tomorrow is apartment hunting day. I am excited. And am getting prepared to be bummed out by the prices. So it's possible that you see a drunk post sometime tomorrow.
oh and hkd just burned me something like 350 songs. which of course i am completely UNHAPPY about.
yeh right.
meh.
8.20.2007
day one
Started school today. I did NOT want to go this morning. God, I wish I could catch up on sleep.
I started the day off with Biology and first thing couldn't find the room I was suppose to be in. The reason why? My schedule has room numbers like this: SC16. That was it. The problem? It was suppose to say SC165. It was like that for every class. Good thing ASU doesn't have a very big campus or I would've been screwed. My teacher's hair makes her look like she could be a member of Tegan and Sara's band. She already started us off on a shit load of notes. And I found out that instead of dissecting a frog at the end of the semester, we are dissecting a pig fetus. Obviously I'm really looking forward to that.
Class 2: Creative Writing. The only class I'm happy about taking. It's really gonna get me writing lots more. Hopefully the stuff will be good enough to post so you can have something a little more entertaining to read around here (not to mention more often). Bad news though, we are starting off with a 4-5 week section of creative Non-Fiction. That's not exactly my cup of tea. Then it's followed by 5-6 weeks of Fiction, which in turn, is tailed by 6-7 weeks of poetry. He made a random comment too, when someone asked about the length of our first essay (rough draft due this Fri.). He said, "Your essay should be like a mini-skirt - long enough to cover the subject but short enough to keep me interested."
Class 3: Western Civilizations Since 1660. This guy loves maps. Gonna have 3 different ones for every test. He seems to really enjoy his stuff though. I like history but if he doesn't make the class interesting, I'm not going to be able to stay awake - the class is right after lunch, which equals nap time.
And finally, without further ado:
Class 4: Spanish II. Very, very small class of 8 people. 6 girls, 2 guys. Normally this would be a good thing. In this case though, it's not. They are all extremely over weight. Except for one exception, every girl's reason for being in that class was, and I quote, "to be able to actually speak to my boyfriend!" This was, in most cases, followed by a momentary lapse of time filled with what I like to call "Giddy Giggling." Fuck me. Not really. That wasn't really an offer. In all honesty I'd rather go without any action for 20 years than that. I mean, I could survive. The other guy in the class plays bass so we talked music a bit. He's into classic rock and metal. He seems a little slow, but he's really good with numbers. Crazy shit, I tell you, crazy shit.
I started the day off with Biology and first thing couldn't find the room I was suppose to be in. The reason why? My schedule has room numbers like this: SC16. That was it. The problem? It was suppose to say SC165. It was like that for every class. Good thing ASU doesn't have a very big campus or I would've been screwed. My teacher's hair makes her look like she could be a member of Tegan and Sara's band. She already started us off on a shit load of notes. And I found out that instead of dissecting a frog at the end of the semester, we are dissecting a pig fetus. Obviously I'm really looking forward to that.
Class 2: Creative Writing. The only class I'm happy about taking. It's really gonna get me writing lots more. Hopefully the stuff will be good enough to post so you can have something a little more entertaining to read around here (not to mention more often). Bad news though, we are starting off with a 4-5 week section of creative Non-Fiction. That's not exactly my cup of tea. Then it's followed by 5-6 weeks of Fiction, which in turn, is tailed by 6-7 weeks of poetry. He made a random comment too, when someone asked about the length of our first essay (rough draft due this Fri.). He said, "Your essay should be like a mini-skirt - long enough to cover the subject but short enough to keep me interested."Class 3: Western Civilizations Since 1660. This guy loves maps. Gonna have 3 different ones for every test. He seems to really enjoy his stuff though. I like history but if he doesn't make the class interesting, I'm not going to be able to stay awake - the class is right after lunch, which equals nap time.
And finally, without further ado:
Class 4: Spanish II. Very, very small class of 8 people. 6 girls, 2 guys. Normally this would be a good thing. In this case though, it's not. They are all extremely over weight. Except for one exception, every girl's reason for being in that class was, and I quote, "to be able to actually speak to my boyfriend!" This was, in most cases, followed by a momentary lapse of time filled with what I like to call "Giddy Giggling." Fuck me. Not really. That wasn't really an offer. In all honesty I'd rather go without any action for 20 years than that. I mean, I could survive. The other guy in the class plays bass so we talked music a bit. He's into classic rock and metal. He seems a little slow, but he's really good with numbers. Crazy shit, I tell you, crazy shit.
7.31.2007
i don't eat special k bars because i'm fat
Yesterday was not all that great.
Spent a lot of money on school.
Spent nearly $300 on 3 books, and I still have to get another for my creative writing class (they were sold out). But their machine didn't want to accept my card. So I had to get on the phone with the bank for about 30 minutes and deal with all of their shit. Finally got it done. Got kinda stressed out and put into a bad mood for the rest of the day too. And then all I could think about was, "that $300 could've bought my plane ticket to Canada."
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Car went to the shop to get the dash lights fixed. Apparently the dimmer switch on 1998 Ford Mustangs likes to go out. It should have taken no more than an hour to fix. I took it a little before 8:00am. It's still there. And it's noon. The next day. What makes it even better is that it's my cousin working on it.
Also have to buy new shocks soon. At least two. I'm not exactly sure though. I'm just tired of all the squeaking when I drive. And the wind noise from the NEW top I had installed because they didn't do it correctly. They left a gap. Ass holes.
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I guess my mum is officially going crazy. I'm not a big proponent of taking medication, but I really think she needs to be on some anti-depressants. And now she's running Brandon and his new wife off. Christin came over while Brandon was in Wisconsin for military duty, and my mum told her something along the lines of, "I don't know why you and Brandon moved here. All of your family lives there, and you don't even really know us." Leslie witnessed this event and the way she said made it sound terrible. Obviously this really offended Christin. We don't think Mom really meant it that way. She sometimes has serious trouble communicating. But mom's getting really down lately too. About everything: money, relationships, me, etc. Just anything and everything. Finally we've all started talking (Leslie, my dad, and I anyway) and hopefully something good will come of it.
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Actually some good stuff happened too. For example, I went to Danielle's house and jammed for about 3 hours. I wrote about 10 new songs that we've been working on. Everything is going really good. She even tried her hand at some lyrics. They didn't turn out half bad. Really, they remind me of some of Metric's lyrics, with a little Radiohead influence.
Saw an interview with Beck that was really interesting too.
Oh and I ordered Tegan and Sara's new album The Con for Danielle online so that she could get the DVD with it. Of course, I'm ripping it from her. It's really good stuff.
Spent a lot of money on school.
Spent nearly $300 on 3 books, and I still have to get another for my creative writing class (they were sold out). But their machine didn't want to accept my card. So I had to get on the phone with the bank for about 30 minutes and deal with all of their shit. Finally got it done. Got kinda stressed out and put into a bad mood for the rest of the day too. And then all I could think about was, "that $300 could've bought my plane ticket to Canada."
+
Car went to the shop to get the dash lights fixed. Apparently the dimmer switch on 1998 Ford Mustangs likes to go out. It should have taken no more than an hour to fix. I took it a little before 8:00am. It's still there. And it's noon. The next day. What makes it even better is that it's my cousin working on it.
Also have to buy new shocks soon. At least two. I'm not exactly sure though. I'm just tired of all the squeaking when I drive. And the wind noise from the NEW top I had installed because they didn't do it correctly. They left a gap. Ass holes.
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(I want this car)
+I guess my mum is officially going crazy. I'm not a big proponent of taking medication, but I really think she needs to be on some anti-depressants. And now she's running Brandon and his new wife off. Christin came over while Brandon was in Wisconsin for military duty, and my mum told her something along the lines of, "I don't know why you and Brandon moved here. All of your family lives there, and you don't even really know us." Leslie witnessed this event and the way she said made it sound terrible. Obviously this really offended Christin. We don't think Mom really meant it that way. She sometimes has serious trouble communicating. But mom's getting really down lately too. About everything: money, relationships, me, etc. Just anything and everything. Finally we've all started talking (Leslie, my dad, and I anyway) and hopefully something good will come of it.
+
Actually some good stuff happened too. For example, I went to Danielle's house and jammed for about 3 hours. I wrote about 10 new songs that we've been working on. Everything is going really good. She even tried her hand at some lyrics. They didn't turn out half bad. Really, they remind me of some of Metric's lyrics, with a little Radiohead influence.
Saw an interview with Beck that was really interesting too.
Oh and I ordered Tegan and Sara's new album The Con for Danielle online so that she could get the DVD with it. Of course, I'm ripping it from her. It's really good stuff.
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