I Was Morally Oppesed To Doing Shit Today

Let's see. My math class last night was interesting... It seems like it'll be pretty easy if I pay attention (btw: Trigonometry). My instructor kinda sounds like the Hispanic version of Apocolyptica (They kinda talk like this). After class, I hit it, and ran to the bus stop. I knew that the next bus didn't come till 3:15 or so (I got out of class at 2:50), but I was hoping that a bus was late or something, and I could hop on that. However, no such luck. I had to wait till the next bus... which was late. So I didn't get on the bus till about 20 after. Which sucked, because, I had work... So I got home at about 4 (when I supposed to be at work), called in and said I'd be there at 4:30. I tried to quick eat, but I ended up taking half of my supper with me anyways. Work actually went pretty well, but I was still really tired by the end of it. Went home, got dressed, chatted with Andrew for a bit, then went to sleep.

Thus we get to today. I woke up this morning at about 4:08. I checked the clock (that's how I know the time it was!), then fell back asleep. So I woke up again, this time about 4:44... Dammit! So I went back to bed again until about quarter after 6, woke up, and waited for my alarm to go off so I could shut it off. It's crazy, though, my sleeping habits have never been like this... ever. I mean, during break, I kept having hard times falling asleep, and now I'm actually waking up on time and on my own... It's really fucking weird... But I got up, packed my stuff and got ready to leave. I was ready for at least 20 minutes before I had to leave, which led to me being really bored... I finally just got up and left. I was early for my bus, but a strange late/early bus came by, I shrugged "eh", and got on. Low and behold, this wasn't a real bus, or a real bus driver. Turns out he just wanted to rape me and steal my skin. So I kicked him in the throat and crashed his bus into the river. Okay, so that was all bullshit... but seriously... I got on campus and went to the Union lab (where I am now), and soon met Aubin. He and I were talking for a bit before he took a picture from the UWM home page into paint and added his own flair to it:

See?

Then, I introduced Aubin to Aron E., you may remember this silly jackass from earlier posts. Aubin laughed at him for a while (who can blame him), then I headed on off to class. I don't really want to admit it, because I do find it interesting and all... but architecture theory is a really boring class. I took about a 10 minute nap in there, class ended early, then I went on back to the Union (btw: Aubin wants to start telling people the 'union' is pronounced 'onion').

So, I listened to music, and started eating. It was really early, so I didn't want to eat all of my lunch, but I was oddly starving. As I was eating, I was writting the script to my highly anticipated "Cappy" film. I finished a scene when This morose mutha' fucka walks by me. So Steve sat down and we chatted for a bit. We both traded bits of our schedules, and he had to leave to grab something to eat before his class started at noon. So, I finished up my English homework, and headed to my computer lab. AAAHH I WANT MY LAPTOP! HURRY UP YOU DUMB UPS GUY!!!

So, while on the computer, I checked all my e-mails and such, looked to see if all of those chapters were really online for my art history class (they weren't... I think I'll just hold onto the book for now), and am listening to the entire "Appeal to Reason" cd by Rise Against off of youtube (retards who post songs with still screens and call them videos...). So far it's been really good (btw: both singles and their accompaning videos are amazing!!!). The only thing I could say even remotely negatively about it, is that Tim really doesn't scream at all... Oh well, you move on (mainly because I'm not one of these jerk-offs who feals the need for life to be put on hold while I bitch and bitch because things aren't going the exact right way for me). Yep. Now I'm probably going to go to the archy store and buy my supplies for my arch class on Fri. (I really don't want to buy another text book or any more expensive as shit supplies...). Mhmm... And then, at 3:30, I've got my english class. I just want to go home... I just want to go home, lay down, eat something, and chill out... I haven't felt like doing anytihng today. It's like when you know it's cold outside, but you're inside. That nice warm, comfortable, secure, safe, and mildly arousing feeling... I want that like right now!

What Time Is It?

*Spoiler alert!- This post contains a rant that I may not feel the same way about later, but feel the need to talk about it now*

So last night was very laid back for me. I got my jammies on, and just chilled. Okay, quick side note, one of the best feelings in the world is being inside with jammies on (possible slippers if you're into them, I know I am! Also, comfy blankets are pimp as Hell) while it's all cold and dark outside and you can see/hear the wind. You get this warm, comforting... just awesome feeling. You know, it's nothing matters... you're comfy, and you can just relax... Anyways, back in (ha, that's what she said). So I finally got around to beating Lego Star Wars II last night. I didn't complete it yet though(I'm about 50 something %, and before you say anything about that score, you don't get Vader (One of the only two Sith in the game) till the last level. And every level before that has extra challenges that you need the dark force to accomplish). Andrew got home around 10:30, we talked for a bit, then went to bed around 11.

This morning, my mom was in a rush to get out to somewhere for some meeting thing, so she was running around trying to make sure I was awake and such. I was laid backand moped about (even though I knew I had to hurry so I wouldn't miss my bus (again)). Anyways, I ate, packed my stuff, then left. The good news, I waited for about a minute before my bus came, the bad news, I was on a bus going to school. So Beau and Nate were at the other stop and Beau and I chatted a bit on how we both need to get our acts together and work on archy (A LOT!!!). Then he and I visited the Union lab like always. I pissed away time on Facebook, and making this picture:

Lol

But then I had to leave to go to Physics. I started off the class really well. I was awake and taking notes. But then I started nodding off, and the last half of the class was pretty choppy... But I did get the extra credit question right! There was also a hot chick sitting next to me today (she always sits in my general are, but the class is a lecture, so you pretty much just pick out any seat you want depending on when you get to class), not that it matters much: 1. I'm not the type to just strike up conversation 2. It's a lecture, so no one really talks to one another... we all just sit 3. She's always texting, which I've taken as a general rule means they've got a boyfriend (yes that logic is horribly flawed, but think about it... it almost makes sense). So then that class ended and headed on over to my physics discussion, which I was hoping would help me for an exam in lecture on tues... It didn't. But I did get a perfect score on my quiz, so... whatever. Then I walked my happy ass back on over to the Union. It was about here that I realised how much I hate people. Let me explain. If someone says or does something stupid, you can correct them, fix them, teach them something... BUT WHEN EVERYONE IS DUMB AS FUCK YOU JUST WANT TO BEAT THEM OVER THE HEAD WIT A GOD-DAMN HAMMER!!! Now, I've been around a lot of stupid people (well the ballpark is a thousand meters...), but I'm really sick of this whole "I'm a college student lah-dee-da" attitude. Just because you're in college, that doesn't give you the right to be an obnoxious fucking dumbass... Moving on...I ate, looked over some math crap... and then just sat there. It was about 11:30, math didn't start till 12:30... but I just sat there.

I zoned out kinda. It was like all of my senses turned off and I was just staring out the window... but I was still thinkin' about stuffs. What stuffs you ask? Everything really. Just where I am in life, and where it is I want to go. It's not like there's anything (terribly) wrong going on in my life... just the idea that it could be better, because it has been before. Things in life, the decisions you make always look different in retrospect. It was like I was dissecting the past x years of my life, wondering why the good things didn't last longer, and why the Hell I ever did the stupid things (yeah that list is very plentiful (being added to continually)...). It was weird, and yet pretty cool. And kind of fun bring up all of those memories, the good and the bad mind you... So, I sort of slept with my eyes opened thinking about life for an hour before returning to reality and going to math.

Math was boring (go figure), and I wasn't a happy camper after taking the quiz. I was okay during it, but after, I realised I got a few things wrong, which on a quiz is no good (it's only ten points... you make a single mistake and it's like an A-/B+...). But that finally ended (I gotta study for a test coming up in that class too... Fuck) And that brings me up to now. Sitting, yet again, in the Union lab. I gotta take an Archy quiz, which, I need to good on. I really need to break away from these straight B grades... I need to throw some A's on this bitch!!! Sorry. So, I'm gonna actually do some work for a bit... BAI!!!