Maybe Next Year'll Be Better...

True enough, 2008 is coming to a close. Tomorrow night we will all stay up late and bring in the new year. New Years has always been sort of a bullshit holiday, what with me not being one of those moronic party animals... Oh well, I usually try to make the best of it. And, even if it doesn't end up at all how I planned, the night always has a story (like last year where I spent New Years at Denny's...). So, this year, the bros are planning to spend a few hours in a feeding frenzy vortex before heading on over to Kiwi's for a Twilight Zone marathon (thank you Sci-Fi channel for supplying the masses with this treat every year). It's quite mundane and well, not all that out of the ordinary for us... I mean, I always look forward to hanging out with peoples (especially this past semester. One day a week at max was not enough), but this hardly breaks our average night together. I guess I shouldn't complain too much seeing as how I'll still be in good company, and I really don't have any other plans... It just seems like we should be doing more y'know... Plus there's this question looming about my mind as to how I will 'celebrate' for midnight. I mean, Aron offered to suck my dick at midnight, but I don't think he'll even show up. Also if I blow a load that late I'll probably just fall asleep... But the thing is that Maddie asked me what I'm doing New Years, and I don't really mind hanging out with her (at least I'm trying not to... sometimes it can be pretty tough), but if I see her at midnight... awkward... It'll just be really weird, and, although I can't be positive about this, I'm pretty sure that will put a damper on my night... And yet I don't want to just blantently say 'screw off and find your own party', because well 1. I'm not a total jackass and 2. People have already told her they're busy and didn't invite her. I hope that doesn't sound like I'm taking pity on her... pity's not the right message I want to send. Well, anyways, here's to everything coming together, and next year being a bight brighter than the last. I know there's no way to completely rid my life of heart-ache and failure, but I'm trying to be optamistic, which, in today's time, is more than a feat.

In other news, I'll catch you all up on my life's happenings. Hummm... when was the last time I even posted??? That was the night where we were all at Kiwi's and Aron went nutzy... I don't even remember when that was, so I'll just talk about what happened yesterday (I'm clearly confusing myself). So, Steve's parents were out of town. Let me repeat that, Steve's parents were out of town... WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PARTY! But wait!!! What about Steph, the cold dark ice princess with a petrified banana shoved up her ass?!?!?! (If by any small chance Steph reads this, I'm sorry... I know how much my bad grammer affects you). Cool! She had work from 12:30 to 4:30!!! So Catherine drove (Rofl) and picked up Kiwi, Andrew and myself to all go to Steve's while the oppression of Nazi Germany was gone. It was fun. We actually got to walk around Steve's house for once! We looked at all of the pictures on the walls and witnessed their tales of depression, anger, solitude, corruption and dessolation. Plus, we got to be as loud as we wanted, so we were shouting up and down stairs, screaming obscenities, and making less than vague sexual remarks to Catherine... wait... We say shit like that to her anyways, but I guess we were louder doing it now. Plus we ate some of the corn his grandma gave hime (yes, that's right). We also watched a bunch of youtube videos and new movie trailers. Then 4:30 rolled around and we knew we had to sca-dadle on over to the library to pick up Steph, plus I was going to pick up the stuffs I had on reserve. I picked up "Year Zero" and "The Downward Spiral" by Nine Inch Nails, and two more Batman Graphic Novels (Knightfall pt. 2 and The Killing Joke). Steph, however, was not there. So Catherine called her as Steve drove us all home. I needed to be the first to go because I had work (which at this point I was a little late for). I quick ate, and called in saying I'd be a few minutes late. Work was a pain. No really. I felt pain coursing through my body. Damn people and their inability to pick up new tricks... Blarg. So yeah, I just got a call from Kiwi about plans for tomorrow, and I'm pretty sure he'll read this tonight. So. Hi. Although, once I finally got home from work, I looked at all of the books and stuff I'm in the middle of: A few graphic novels, Twilight (I don't think I've mentioned this before, but I've finally started reading it. I'm really morally opposed to these books, but I need to read them to mold a more accurate analysis. That way, I can look down on them with more legitamacy), plus two Nails cds which I've sorely missed. All of these things tempted me back into my graphic novel. Yes, I am making a graphic novel and it will be an awesome tale of mental instability in some renegade vampires (you know... real vampires). So I worked on that for a little over an hour and did a lot of brushing up on the stuff I'd already had 'done'. Then somewhere around midnight 30, I popped in Forgetting Sarah Marshal (one of the movies I borrowed from Steve) and stayed up to watch that. I liked it, just not as much as some of the other Aptow flicks. It was nice to see Seigel as a lead role though. And then when I finally packed up to go to bed, I couldn't fall asleep, so I had a rough night. Yep, that sounds about right. It's time for me to go home now. Fuck you, you don't get any more... bye

Fuck My Life...

Basically, it goes like this: after work last night, I went home and ate a quick supper. Then, the peoples of the van came by my house and picked me up. We drove to Taylor & Dunns to wait for Kiwi. Then Kiwi called us. Kiwi already got a ride home. So we went to Kiwi's. We did the usual. You know, talks about stuff, rofl alot, and pretty much just have a good time. We were there till about 2:30. I got home and went to bed. I got to sleep about 3. My mom woke me up at 8:30. I started work today at 12:30. I've dealt with morons all day.

Chris = Not a happy camper

Yep... pretty much. Yesterday (well... early this morning I guess) was fun though. We watched D-grade movies on the sci-fi channel and watched as Aron start going ape shit (literally, I don't know what got into him). He was acting really retarded on facebook and will likely be a little emo bitch and delete his facebook page (or it could just be court mandated). It was pretty funny though. Aron is one of those few people who you will laugh at as they slide down the downward spiral of life. He even picked up heroin as his latest recreational activity. Oh well. On a brighter note, Steve offered up his younger sister to give me a blowjob. Awwww, isn't that nice. I love how families come together during the holidays!

And as I've stated concerning today, 5 hours sleep for me is not... not good. I of course got used to it during the day, and in a way it is better because I got more free time in the morning, however that groggy feeling just does not sit well with me at all. The reason my mom woke me up so early, is because it was warm out yesterday (yes, 40 degrees is looked upon as warm in Wisconsin. We're hard core!) so Andrew decided to go out in shorts. He also decided to crash on Kiwi's sofa before Steve and I left. Sooooooooooooo, we had to stop by Kiwi's to drop off his jacket and some pants because, go-fucking-figure, it's back in the single digits today. Wow, I love the weather. Yep yep yep. And when I got back home, I decided while I was up I could actually do stuffs before work. So I played Twilight Princess for about and hour, got the boss key for the first dungeon, saved, and turned it off. I, surprisingly enough, got around to taking a shower. My hair was begining to look... shifty. And, as you can see by now, I've been at work for the past 7 hours, and I've only got one more to go. I really think I'll put a bullet in my head if I have to open any more lockers though...

My Butt Itches...

Hey all you cool cats out there! This yo main man C.H. tellin y'all that life's a bitch Maroki... But in all seriousness, I've been pretty busy as of late, and whenever I'm not busy, blogging never really occurs to me. So I'm sorry if reading my blog was your anti-drug, or the one thing out you've your work day you would enjoy, or maybe that one thing that was keeping you from committing suicide.... Yeah, I know I've been really spotty with my posts, and the posts I do manage usually lack that day-to-day flair that I have grown so used to... I promise that my blog will return back to Awesome as soon as my second semester starts and I have loads of meaningless time in a computer lab. But as for now, I'll just try to take a leisurely [lazy] approach.

Well my Christmas turned out to be pretty good. The last few years I've sort of lost the spirit for all of it though. I mean, I rarely get around to watching all of my campy Cristmas movies, the presents are no longer a suprise, and trying to find presents for everyone on time have all affected my holiday outlook. I mean, I still enjoy the giving and recieving of it all, but now I seem to care more about the time off of school than I do Christmas day. Thst being said, my presents this year were pretty good. I wasn't looking for any sort of blowout gift, so I was pretty content. I got a new ballin' floppy hat, and Wall-E on DVD. I watched Wall-E on Christmas day. My God that movie is amazing... I mean, I really can't go all to indepth with my review because it's all praise... that movie literally got everything right... If you haven't, do your life a personal favor and pick up Wall-E. You will not regret it (and if you do, please seek proffesional help). Yeah.

As for the past few days as a whole, I've really been disecting bits and pieces of my life. I've sort of been giving everything an overview. Like my friend dynamics, my loves and passions, and just who I am, and what things I can do without 'breaking character'. I don't know. It's weird and has actually been fucking up my sleeping patterns (I mean seriously, since when am I not able to sleep through the night... and why do I sleep for 11 or more hours, and wake up with an insomnia like drain in my body...). However, I'm not all too worried about it (for now), despite the fact that I probably should be a bit frightened... Maybe frightened isn't the right word... but I should definately be looking for answers and solutions.

Well... That's about all from me. See, I told you my blog was lacking... then again, I've only got one reader, so what do I care...

Nothing Like The Holidays!

Boy-o-boy have I got some stories to tell... for serious.

Mon. was planned to be the day I would head on down to the UWM (yes, I was wilingly going back... I think it's like crack in my system now). I was gonna do this because A: I needed to finish my Archetecture final B: Because I missed the last episode of Heroes and C: There are plenty of silly videos I wanted to view on Youtube. So, I figured I'd just hop a bus at about noon, finish all of my stuffs around 2-2:30, hop another bus, and be home by 3. I had work at 5 so these times would be perfect... The only problem being of course... the 49U isn't running anymore (sad face!). Sooooooooooooo a vedictive bird just flew over head and took a major shit on all of my plans. Okay. Plan B (yeah I did). My next idea was to trek out to the BD Library (keep in mind it was single digit if not negative temp. out). However, before departing, I realised that they'd assign me some bullshit time limit on the computer, soooooo I knew they wouldn't let me take an almost two hour long test. Well isn't that just stupid... So I was in a pinch. I was about ready to just say fuck it, I'll take it from home (if you don't know, my computer is about as smart as an average shoe). Now, a little afternoon, I had an important decision to make. I knew the whole time that I could still catch the 12, and transfer to the 62 on Capitol, but that would be an over an hour long ride (which I thought to be not worth it). Then... I got it. I was scheduled to work from 5-9 as an extra. The front desk closes at 9 as well. And they have two computers. So, as soon as my shift ends, I'll hide myself away behind the front desk and take my test. It could work! Awe Hell, it HAS to work!!! So, content with my ingenious plan, I went back upstairs and rewatched the first part of HIMYM Season 3 (I just got it back! Happy Face!). And around 4:45, I left and went in for work. Guess what. What? I don't work Mondays anymore. Oh really, then why where you at work? Because the new Men's Locker Room opens. Oh cool! Yeah... so guess what wasn't open when I got here? What? You know... you're a moron... Anyways, the new locker room was not open when I got here, because they didn't clean it... which they were supposed to do on Fri., But they was all pussys and said 'oh a-a-a, the weather is to-to-too bad!!!'... FAIL!!! So I helped clean until we finally opened it around 6:30. Now, I was on as an extra, so I didn't have to do anything, but help people along with the new locker room... so I pretty much sat around reading and coloring... and got paid (SWEET!!!). Anyways, 9 rolled around and I officially hid myself away from human life. I logged in, and started my test. I took a few 'breaks' when other employees talked to me, or my mom called me, but I sat there the whole time and finished my 100 minute test. I finally left about 10:40 (note, I'm usually out this piece at about 10:15 at the latest, and the building supervisors are out at 10:30. So all that was left were me and the cleaning crew). I got home close to 11, and went to bed.

I woke up today with an immense sense of freedom after I FINALLY finished my first semester of collage. And then... I didn't care because I had shit to do. So, first I ate some leftover chicken, then pestered Andrew about the plans. See, we needed to finish up the last little bit of Christmas shopping, and today would be the last day we could do it. And, We had to finish it all and get back to the house by 3 or so, because I needed to get to work by 4. Okay, first: we were going to hop the 12 and take it to Bradley, Then: We were going to walk down Bradley and hit up the 76, Next: We would get off the 76 next to Half Price Books, and we'd hit our stores chronologically, After that: We would take the 76 back to Bradley, go in the library, and get back to the 12 and go back home! It was perfect! However, much like yesterday, shit happened (see title... IT'S A FACT OF LIFE!!!). Everything was sticking with my plan up until we were walking down Bradley. Contrary to what I thought would be the problem, the sidewalks were pretty clear. But, my socks were being little emos, and slipping off my feet in my boots (you know what I mean). So I had to stop in the Library to adjust. My first thoughts were to skip picking up my items on the way there because I didn't want to walk into stores with them. Although, I finally just said screw it and picked stuffs up (Status Anxiety (the book I've previously mentioned) "With Teeth" by Nine inch Nails (I <3> It was a Festivus miracle!!! PLUS! I found a dvd that is a double feature of "Boodock Saints" and "Fight Club". Sweet! Yeah, so far we've stretched the original plans, but things are turning out far awesomer than I had originally intended. So. Here comes the bad news. it was about 2:30 when we got to the 76 stop. Now, for us to wait, catch the bus, walk down Bradley, then catch the 12, would take far longer than half an hour or so. So, time for my quick thinking! Who can/will come down here to give us a ride home? AHA! My mom was at work not 2 blocks from us, and I know she told me once she takes her break anywhere from 3-5. Yippy! (There! I said it! Stop whipping me George!). And, just incase, we thought we'd sweeten it for her and stopped at Burger King. The reason we chose Burger King is because I remembered they had Nintendo toys (W00T for Nintendo memerobelia!!!). So we got some Kids Meals to go, showed up at my mom's work, asked for a ride, she took her break, introduced us to her coworkers (yeah, I'm not gonna remember them), and took us home. I got home about 3:15 which was perfectly fine with me. I ate, got dressed, rested a few minutes, then was on my way again. And I've been at work since. Work was pretty easy tonight and there are about a billion cookies here. So I took an easy shift and showed a very laid back side, as well as helped more than enough people to show I've got manageroial written all over me (W00T for lies and made up words!). And now, I'm done with work and ready to go home, pop in a movie and take my ass to sleep. Bye y'all!!!

(OMG THIS BLOGGING PIECE OF SHIT JUST DELETED A WHOLE PORTION OF MY DAY!!!)

Hrumph!

Well... I guess I should start by finishing last night. After I left work, I finally saw how much it had actually snowed while I was working. It wasn't much, but that amount put on top of the already annoyingly large amount spelt trouble... So I called up the Eiffler's. The phone was busy... So I thought of someone who may have a phone at the party. I tried Steve's cell (bah!), and he still hasn't added any minutes to it, so it's a worthless piece of shit right now (not that it wasn't before!). Anyways, then I called up Jake. I got him on the phone and asked if anybody there could potentially give me a ride. He started talking to peoples, and then I heard a crash and Jacob started laughing hysterically. What happened?!?!?! Well, it seems that Catherine's fat ass "plopped" down on Steve's bed, and broke the shit out of it!!! Anyways, Steve eventually agreed to leave his own party to pick me up (he's such a nice guy). So, he picked me up and took me back to the party. When I got there, I found Catherine on the phone (noisy hoe!!!), and she tried to sugar coat breaking Steve's bed, so as to make it look like it wasn't her fault, and she's not behemothly fat... (she's really not, and yet at the same time... she totally is). So I hung out wit all of dem until 10 (on the dot), when we were abruptly kicked out my Godzil- I mean Steve's mom... That's when we took our happy asses over to Kiwi's house to continue our rockin' party. We cracked open Jake's chili bucket around 11. The rest of the night we spent just conversing and remembering funny shit. It was awesome and very lolly. We all left at about 2:45. Beau was the first to be dropped off (I'm not really sure about that kid... we call him, he leaves his house, he stays out till 3... His parents probably don't even know where the fuck he went... oh well). As steve drove Andrew and I home, we all admired the 8 or so plows we saw, all just driving around... Not plowing, just driving around... And as soon as I got home... I passed out.

Today was far less exciting. My mom woke me up around 8:30 and told me I had to help with wrapping cookies. So I did... then went back to sleep. I didn't wake up again till about 11:30. I had work at 12:30, so I quick ate, got dressed ect. ect.. Then, I was off to work. My mom drove me because the temp. is supposin' to be in the negative digits... And... well... I've been at work ever since. It's about 7 right now, I'm freezing cold and ready to eat (not because I'm hungry really, just because I'm that bored... don't you judge me!)... And, to put the icing on the cake, I looked up my exam scores... My math grade still isn't up, but my Physics was. On a 120pt. exam I got... a 77... a fucking 77... WHAT KIND OF BULSHIT IS THAT?!?! FUCK PHYSICS AND IT'S DUMB AS SHIT APPLICATIONS IN MY LIFE!!! PHYSICS CAN ALL ROT IN HELL!!! I'm sorry... I had to get that out... I mean, c'mon, what the fuck?!?! I studied pretty hard for that damn thing... I swear to God if I have to take that class over again I'm gonna be pissed! So yeah... that's my Sunday for ya'...

Hey Hey!!!

Here I am again, at work, bored out of my mind, and ready to recount the events of the past few days. Ah... Life is just peachy...

So let's see... the last post I had was on Thursday, which by the way, I was at work doing... Now I'm sure you see no oddity in this at all, well, because I do it all the time (and I'm trying to be an above average employee in order to keep my job. The subconscious need for us to self inflict pain and suffering is a bitch...). However... I never work Thurs... They called me in [bastards]... Okay, moving onto the good stuff. Thursday night was like any other... except for the fact that we had a MASSIVE snow storm coming our way. I personally didn't care all that much. I mean, sure, I had one more exam (architecture) to take care of, but that's still not a good enough reason to run around swinging your arms about all while bitching about the proposed weather. So, I went home, did my few things before bed, then went to sleep... The next morning my mom woke me up to tell me that both UWM (my school), and MATC (my brother's school) have been closed due to the snowfall. She, however, still had work. So, even in my half asleep daze, I was in enough of my mind to let out a pillow-muffled "sweet". After she told me that, I began to wonder if that really was a good thing, because my exam would be rescheduled anyways, and this time probably in a much more annoying place. Well, I didn't get to much time to dwell on it, I fell right asleep again. A little while later, my mom came back into the room and basically said "Now, when I get home you or your brother better not say to me you didn't know school was closed, you both heard me right?" I thought that this was hilarious because almost every time she has ever popped her head into our room to tell us stuff... we likely forget it and have to ask one another what she said. So then she left. I'm not sure when exactly, but I finally was awake enough to actually get out of bed. I did this because I noticed Andrew wasn't in his bed, and the door bell rang. I went to go answer it thinking that he was no longer at home. He was home however, and he got to the door before I did (it was just some punk ass kid asking if we wanted to pay him to shovel our sidewalk (okay, a little background info: I live in a condo, so we already pay for people to do that...). What a bitch... Anyways, so now that we were both up, we talked for a while. Andrew finished Superbad, and then watched Office Space. While he was watching Office Space, I finally remembered to look up who sings "Damn it Feels Good To Be a Gangster" (btw, it's Geto Boys). So he and I were alone the whole day just putzing around the house, trying to find shit to eat. It was pretty cool because he and I rarely see each other at home any more. However, the day was still pretty boring, but that's okay, I've got about a month of break now! I also spent way too much of my time trying to get my computer to be competent... First, I checked my school e-mail and found out that my exam would be moved from Fri. at 5:30 (happy face!), to Sat. at 5:30 (sad face!). But, because my prof. was smart enough to realise that: "hey, people aren't going to show up on the Sat. after semester officially ended!!!", so, he put the whole thing up online to take from Sat. at 5:30, to Tues. at 5:30 (SWEET!!!). I was really happy to read that... Then, I was trying to look up new music, and broaden my horizons, and try to find smaller maybe less known bands. I started off looking up a band that I've heard of probably a dozen times, and was listed in more than one cd booklet under special thanks (they were in Three Days Grace and Breaking Benjamin booklets... I assume because they toured with them or sumtin) Anyways, the band was Theory of a Deadman, and I looked them up on Wikipedia, and everything looked to be okay. So, I searched for a bit to try and find a website that would just stream a few of their songs (for free mind you) so I could just get a taste of what they sound like. Now, my computer- I mean shit box... the fucking tool of Satan- sucks... a lot, so it took me awhile. Well, I finally got to listen to a few of their songs on their website... and... I wasn't impressed. They did some cool shit with the guitar parts, but the vocalist sounded like the lead singer of Nickleback (go figure, he's the one who signed them), except he had absolutely no variation of tone! It was like listening to the same word over and over again! So, after all of that, I ditched the band and moved on... I'm still on the hunt for new music, so if you've got any suggestions for some kick ass underground type of bands, hit me up. Yeah... so, that day, I did little to nothing, and as much as I hate to say I wasted a whole day, it is nice to finally be at least able to piss away a whole day... However, and I'm just gonna throw this in here like it was intetnional, and not at all thought of after I finished typing the last sentence which was a clear way for me to end my summary of the day, I did watch a really cool show from about 11:30 till 1. The first episode, I only caught the second half of. Anyways, it was on MPTV World (a new channel since I finally got around to plugging in our converter boxes). The show was called "Status Anxiety", and it was based off of a book of the same title. Anyways, it was really interesting and thought provoking, something I regrettably don't really look for in a standard tv show. But yeah, it was all about how people perceive themselves (as well as how people perceive others) in terms of social status, and how that causes stresses and anxiety in life. From that, it got me really thinking, and I'm gonna try to pick up a copy of the book. If you're at all interested: http://www.alaindebotton.com/status.asp.

Anywho, on to today. Today, I woke up around 10, exactly when I wanted to get up. However, I layed around until about 10:30. I finally got up though, and had to almost immediately help my mom in the kitchen. Andrew had gotten off work at 10, and was home now, so he helped to. Little did I know the cookies we were making were for Steve's Christmas [get together] Party. So we left the house at about 11:35-11:40 so that Andrew and I could help my mom make a few errands. We got done (oddly enough) on time, and only got to Steve's about 15 minutes late. From there we ate, watched some Youtube videos, and started up a Wii Sports Tennis Wimbledon Tournament (if you don't know, that was totally inspired by an episode of HIMYM). I unfortunately couldn't really get into it because I sadly had to go to work. I could have called in, but I really didn't want to dump a shift, which I had told someone I could work over a month ago, onto someone else at the last minute. So, instead I just called in and said I'd be an hour late. So, I finally tore myself away form Steve's basement, and started the trek to work. Now I know good ol' BD isn't the best at paying any attention what so ever to their sidewalks... but I knew they were all up in arms about gearing up to battle the 'monstrous' snow storm... However, no sidewalks from his house to work were shoveled... none... So I trudged through all kinds of banks of snow in my work clothes. I was a little over half way there when Jacob called me. Normally, I'm pretty okay with talking to anyone on the phone, but now I really wasn't up for chatting because I could hardly hear him (I was walking on the side of the road at this point) and my hands were freezing... So anyways, I walked about another block, and saw a car sitting on a side road infront of me. I was too far away to make out who it was, but I could see they kept looking at me. Also, they had a black jacket on with two white stripes running down it. They were also taking stuff off the front seat and moving it to the back. So, I was very curious at this point... And as I got closer, I saw that it was Katie Easton (random). But she offered to give me a ride the rest of the way (swoot). So I got to work and was glad to see it was about 3:05... Whew. Now I've been here since (it's about 7) just doing my thing... and typing this. It also started snowing again, so that makes me want to walk back to Steve's a bit less... I'll probably just call and see what's up before I decide to walk anywhere. Yeah... that sounds good. Until next time party people!

Dude, I Totally Miss You. I Really Freakin' Miss You!

Yeah, I haven't blogged AT ALL lately... I guess I just really haven't had the time. And seeing as how I didn't have a computer at work this weekend, and I don't have to be on campus much, except for when I have to take a test...so ... no blog... Sorry, i know how much you all cared.



Anyways, lets recap. Thurs. night was pretty laid back. I was supposed to hang out with Holly after she got off work, but she never called me... So, fuck it, I took a slow night. Then Fri. rolled around and I was officially done with my classes. So, I took my new-found time to finish oodles of stuff around the house. I also want to report that Fri. was the day my family and I got a pizza, bought The Dark Knight (we got a 3$ off coupon with the pizza) and we had a pizza movie night (W00T). I've seen the Dark Knight before in theaters, so this time through was more or less my deeper analysis of it. The movie is fantastic, no doubt about it, but something about the trasitions and progression just seemed... off. I don't know, I can't really explain it, but it moved in a very unideal way. I'm not trying to say its bad or anything, but something about it bugged me. Oh well. Then a few hours later, I hung out with the peeps (TGIF... the only day I congregate). We all had a 'conference'... actually we had 3, but because Jake came later (via the 12) and Kiwi had work (via work). That was tons of fun. Really. Sat. was boring, and even my 3 hour shift felt like an eternity. Holly called me again on Sat. and asked if I wanted to hang out. I said I had to study, which was true, but I didn't. And, as it got later, the lazier I got... and somewhere around 8 o'clock, I said 'to Hell with it', she ditched me on thurs... fuck it... I'm gonna stay home. And that's just what I did. Sun. came and went. I studied for my math exam the entire shift (somehow it took me all eight hours to finish that damn review...). One more day. Mon. was also very slow for me. I tried studying some more, but I felt really confident after that review sheet, so I didn't. I did however finish my art project, and ended up liking it more than I thought I would. It was a collage, so I really didn't put much effort towards it (not my cup o' tea (and I do fancy tea)). While I made that, I watched The Dark Knight again. The Joker is just plain funny... it takes you a few times to catch all of the subtleties, but he's really funny. Then around 6, I went outside (Goddamn it was cold) and caught my bus to campus. I felt really dumb starting my school day at 6pm, but, you gotta do what you gotta do. The 'final' on tonights radr: art. That's right, an art final. Not art history, or anything that involves any sort of written word or aquired knowledge... we just had to show up. At 7pm on one of the coldest nights this year... Oh well... suck it up. Improvise, adapt, and overcome. We had a critique of all of our work and a public hanging of these peices that took far longer than anyone had expected (it took about 2 hours). So by the end, we were all pretty fed up and just wanted to leave. I missed the 8:51 bus by about 5 minutes, so I had to knock around a half an hour before the good ol' 9:22 49u (The last bus home... que the music). I got home around the norm of 10:15-10:30. I helped my mom around the kitchen so she could get some sleep and I finally got up to my room around 11. My original plan for the night was to stay awake until Tues. and hop the first bus down to campus. I turned on Season 1 of Earl (I started rewatching the fisrt season this weekend). Around 12:30 I realized that idea was retarded... I set my alarm, packed all my stuff, and made sure I was already dressed. I was pretty paranoid that I wouldn't wake up on time though, so the sleep I did get was spotty at best (still better than none though). And now on to today...

I woke up near perfectly this morning (which is insane for me to do... 5:30... C'mon!). I got up, made myself breakfast, brushed my teath, made sure I had everything I would need, all while keeping a ninja lke silence because the rest of the house was sleepy-bye. I ended up being like 20 minutes early, so I sat around for a bit, then left to catch the bus. The first 49U was at 6:30, and I planned to be on it, so I made sure I was out there with plenty of time to spare. I even walked to the middle stop because there's a streetlamp above it. The bus almost didn't stop for me, but it did and I was inside somewhere partially warm. I got on to campus right on schedule and showed up to my testing room a good half an hour early (I was the first one there...). To celebrate my victory of successfully getting to my final on time, I tapped my final red Amp. It kept me alive (and did it in a tastey way!). The test was actually pretty easy. Well, I mean, it wasn't easy, but I know I did well on it. There were only about 2 questions that I had any sort of problems with, and I added it up in my claculator. If I got both of them completely wrong (but I likely would get some partial credit), I would still get an A on the test. So I left. I did however stay the entire two hours of the test time, which was crazy because there was only about 30 questions. Before I left campus I checked my e-mails and Facebook (all of which I've neglected since Thurs. morning, so, don't feel bad about yourself blog). Then I went outside and took the next bus home. I had the same bus driver there and back... nice guy... never seen him though because I'm usually not frequenting the bus this early. Anyways, I got home (I was freezing on the walk from the stop home... plus I had to shit...). I talked with Andrew for awhile before popping in Superbad. We both reheated our chicken from the night before (it's a recipe from Grandma Jen, who is basically just a Kaplan (my mom's fam) family friend. It sounds goofy as shit and was afraid to eat it at first, but it kicks sooooo much ass (the reason I was afraid of it is because it called for half a bottle of french dressing an a lot of cranberrie sauce...)). Andrew left about half way through the movie, leaving me to finish it (he missed the part he said he wanted to see the most: "Nice mullet asshole"). When it ended, I set my alarm for 2:30 (it was about 1). I figured a little nap would help me out. And boom! I was asleep. I slept till the alarm rang. One of my front teeth really hurt... so I went back to sleep. Some how I woke myself back up at about 3 and got up. The nap helped, but not right away. I felt really groggy... anyways, I quick ate something and got ready for work. I wasn't all too excited for work today because I had a meeting to try and keep my job (which is total bullshit). the two hours of work before my meeting was very dulkl and boring... then came the meeting... It was just like my first interview about 7 people all saying the same thing (some clearly shining brighter than others...). Anyways, that ended soon enough... but I'm still pretty paranoid about it. Now, it's closing time, and I'm more than ready to get the Hell out of here...

Hooray!... And Now It's Time For Finals

I woke up this morning, and despite myself, I actually got up. When my alarm woke me up, I was still really sleepy... No, I mean really sleepy... I think I took a little nap on the toilet after I got downstairs... So, like every morning, I ate, got my stuff, and headed out... well that's not true, I ate, got dressed, then went back to sleep. I slept till about 11:25, grabbed my stuff and left. Before I was even able to hit Green Bay rd., I saw the bus whiz by me... Now, I left probably about 11:29 or so, so I figured that was just the 11:25 a little late... well as it turns out, that wasn't so I waited another half an hour for the next bus. This bus however was the bus Steve was taking, so I chatted with him for the ride there. We finally got to campus and I convinced him to walk with me for a bit (his class didn't start for another hour...). Physics this morning was really laid back and I didn't even need an energy drink to keep me awake. We got to leave a half an hour early too. So then I had to wait for my discussion to start. That class too, was just a slow review. I tried my best to pay attention, but before tests, I always seem to have a great grasp on all of the subjects... Then I came back to the Union and ate before wasting a lot of time on the lollernet (Curse your stupid status Kiwi!!!). So about 12:20, I left to Math. I was the first one there (class starts at 12:30...), so I thought I was gonna be one of the few who cared to show up. However, everyone seemed to pile in after that. Math was also a review (go figure), and I tried my best to finish drawing on my graph paper (I didn't finish... sad face). I did pay attention to a few bits, but I know I'm gonna study this weekend and Mon. so I'll be fine (I hope). What am I saying, I'm gonna study select parts of my body off! I can do this, I know I can. Why? Because: Chris House... Architect! (It's my only motivation in school)

Is ALMOST Done With This Semester!!!

This morning, I woke up about 8-ish (I don't know why my mom woke me up so early...). Needless to say, I went back to bed for about another hour. After that I was up and moving. I turned on some music and hung some lights on the tree (I'm still not done). I also made myself a BLCTBBQ. That's a bacon, letuce, cheese, tomato, and barbecue sandwhich. I forgot to toast the bread, so it was pretty loosey-goosey, but it still tasted good (mmmmmmmm bacon...). Anyways, then I sat around and played with my music for a bit, snaking on randoms until it was about 11. I went upstairs, checked my schedule, and the bus I wanted to take would be about 11:30. So I figured I had a good half an hour or so. So, I actually went upstairs, crawled into bed... and read... I know! Crazy right??? I mean, I get a lot of reading done on campus, or at work (less so now because I spend more time on the comp.), but at home?!?!?! So anyways, I read till about 11:15, when I went down stairs, took a shit, and finished my buisness in the bathroom. When I got out, I looked at the clock... 11:30! God dammit! The whole morning dragged on and on, but no! Not those 15 minutes! Damn... So now I had to wait till noon, when my class starts at noon thirty... So I slowed myself down a bit before finally heading out. Some how, I actually got to campus early, and got to class only about 2 minutes or so late. We took the 'final' (it was just a test/quiz thing...) in my physics lab, before completing an actual lab. Both of those were pretty rough... Neither of them made me happy... at all. So I left...and went to the Union! There, I actually had to wait for a computer (this rarely happens any more... or at least not that long...). So I finally got on a computer, and checked my time. I had about an hour before my next class. Sweet, it's time for Heroes. So I watched the latest episode, and I really liked it. The time travel parts were both interesting and fun (it wasn't fun when you found out that Hiro was the one who offed his mom though...), the Gabriel returning to Sylar was funny and almost a guilty pleasure, and, as you can all imagine, the Haitian is a fuckin' beast! Plus Sylar was pretty pimp in that situation. Although, once the Haitian left, wouldn't Arthur come back to life like Claire and Sylar have? I kinda figured he'd still be alive, but maybe his 'powers' don't really work like that, and maybe his old ass is finally dead... who knows, it's not like they've got any writers who knew what was going on any more (zing!)... So once that was over I shuffled on over to Wiki-Nation, where, we had a 'party'. Basically, we all acted like we normally did, only now there were about half the class, and our instructor actually intended on us acting this way. We had popcorn and ginger snaps, as well as the coap de grace: Spritzer! Lemon, peach, and raspberry spritzer!!! I know, right! Right?!?! So, needless to say, we got pretty spritzed up. We were spritzing all over the place. It was pretty sweet. I did notice however a strange absence by a mysterious character who claimed to want to join attendance... hmmm... Anywho, that was my last class of Wiki-Nation ever. In a way, I'm sad to see it go, because it was one of those "Mental stability" classes, but I'm on to bigger and better things (hopefully). Now I'm at my secret computer typing away at this and counting down the minutes to... wait for it... wait for it... I hope you're ready for this... MY LAST ART 101 CLASS!!! Woo-Hoo, now all I need to do now is pretend to be interested for about another 2 and half hours and then I'm free!!! Holy shit... And then, after tonight, I've got one more morning of Physics and math before the end. Then I get Fri., yes, all of Fri., off to do nothing but organize study material for finals. I'm not going to study, I'm just gonna put everything in it's own neat piles so when the time comes for me to start cramming for an exam that typically encompases a majority of the overall classes score... I'll be ready. K. There's somebody next to me now, so I'm gonna take that as my signal to sign off for now. Bye bye all!

Global Warming My Ass!

Hi! I'm at work right now and I'm pretty bored? Why? Because there's too much damn snow for anyone to want to leave the comfort of their home and come work out at the Y. And the people that have braved the weather to squeeze in their excersize... well, let's just say I've already had some very... colorful things to say about them (wow... I never realized how racist that seems in text... sorry... I'm not a racist I swear... well maybe towards Pepsicans, but they deserve it).

Anywho, this morning I woke up at about 6. I was just awake enough to roll over and hit the light on my alarm. Now that I've discovered that it was 6, I figured I had another half an hour before the alarm clock would go ape-shit, so I went back to sleep... or at least I tried. I knew if I fell back asleep though, I probably wouldn't wake up with my alarm... Soooooooooooooo I settled for a half awake/ half asleep resting combo thing... Anyways, I got up at 6:30 and went downstairs. I got dressed and ate breakfast (I watered down my instant oatmeal too much... sad face). So, right around here the time was about 7 and my class doesn't start till 9, and there are about 3-4 buses I can talk (or want to take) in that time... Do I have any other option? I went back upstairs and went back to bed. I woke up about 15-20 after before I officially made up my mind to catch the 7:35 bus. So I stayed in bed... I had a few more minutes right? I woke up again at 7:30 and threw myself out of bed, picked up the rest of my shit and bolted out of the door. Somehow I managed to get to the buss top on time (it was a few minutes late due to road conditions). So I got on the bus and Beau and Nate were up at the next stop. They got on the bus but neither saw me. No one was sitting next to me until the last park and ride where, as fate would have it, the one person I didn't want to sit next to me... sat next to me. There was nothing wrong with her or anything... it's just that she comes into work all the time, and is one of those people that no me by name... and well... I really didn't feel like having any 'oh what a coincidence!' Blah blah blah small talk. So I did what any [ab]normal person would do... I pretended to be asleep... It worked perfectly. Then I got off of the bus and checked the time. It was already 8:30 when I got to the Union. I just pretended to be asleep for an hour long bus ride... *sigh* the lengths I'll go to... So instead of logging on to a computer and almost immediately logging off, I opted just to go to class... Oddly enough, Beau was walking the opposite way (he got off at a different stop for NO reason what so ever...). So we walked for a bit talking (he revealed to me that he did see me 'sleeping' on the bus, and was tempted to throw something at me). It was during this chat that he revealed to me that he waas going to skip class and go home... That's right, he just took an hour long bus ride to school... just to go back. That crazy fuck! So I continued to class regardless. The snow was really annoying because it was coming down horizantal thus peircing at my eyes every time I looked up. Physics was a bit sill, but I brought a monsoon, so at least I stayed awake for most of the class (most). Then I left and went back to the Union. I decided to go downstairs because it's usually less crowded and there's still a few computers I can use. So I ate and read, and briefly went online before my next class. I only ate half of my lunch, so as I was going to math, I got a little hungry. This seemed to subside during class however. I found out I got a 75% on my last test (sad face) , but the quiz scheduled for today was automatically entered as a A because we braved the weather and came to class. Plus, she added 3 points to it, so we all got 13/10 points on that quiz. I thought between that and one dropped quiz score that my grade would vastly improve, but it just went from an 83% to an 85%. I guess I can't complain too much, they are still free points, but I'm really shooting for an A in the class which basically means I need to got like an A+...+... but I doubt it. All in all, I'll finish off on a stable enough base for the class. So we reviewed for the whole hour then left our own ways (I want to remember to shake all of Super Groups' hands on the last day of class... They've been such an influence on me). I caught the bus and took it home. I was SUPER hungry by the time I finally got my door open (plus I was wet form the snow... there's nothing more annoying than obstacles infront of a meal). I also had a bit of a debate with myself as to what I was supposed to eat for super... up until this mornign had been chilli, but I'm pretty sure that had changed as of this morning because my mom had finished the enchilladas). I stuck with the enchilladas because someone had already eaten some, so I couldn't be to blame for anything... I downed that in about ten seconds. I was still really hungry so I made myself a grilled cheese. I was still pretty hungry, but I knew I didn't have enough time to whip up something else to eat. So I left to work (early). I've been here every since. I got some of my different hours worked out with the boss[es], so I'll be getting some more hours while I'm off, which is good because my job is well... pending. So it's about that time, I'm gonna go now. Bye-bye...

They All Want Me To Be A Robot!

So, it occurred to me last night: I haven't blogged in a while. When I realized that somewhere around 10, I contemplated if this marked the end, or the slow downward spiral of my blog because I really had no intention of writing after I thought of that...But, as I'm sure you can tell, those thoughts were all but eradicated when I remembered today that the UWM union is the loneliest/ boring place on Earth... So here I am writing and there you are (theoretically) reading.

So, my weekend was pretty dull. Even Fri., the one day that people really tend to hang out was all but a bust. I showed up around 10 (had to assist my mom with some photo stuffs) and knew when I got there that I'd have to leave around midnight because Steve wasn't there. Plus, about half the time I was there I was trying to make my schedule for next semester (btw, despite the the close to eight hours a week of architecture classes, and an art class that starts at 8 in the morning, this semester looks much better for me. At the latest, my days will end at 4:45, with less bullshit time in between classes). Then Sat. and Sun. I worked and was just generally lazy. I watched a few movies ("I Now Pronounce You Chuck and Larry", "Accepted", and "Guess Who". All of which are great comedies with immensely important messages behind them. And because of my first dabble in the college life is almost over, "Accepted" hit the most personal note for me) sat around in my jammies and tried to finish up some of my art projects (MY art projects!). So Mon. rolled around and I had a somewhat lazy morning. I finished my art homework (it sucks) and tried hanging more lights on the tree. I'm still only like a third done... So I moped around the house until about 2:15 when I started getting ready. I was running all over the place, despite the fact that I more or less excepted the fact that I'd be missing the 2:36 bus... So I finally got all of my stuff together and left. Amazingly, I just caught the 3:03 bus (if I didn't... I likely wouldn't have even gone to Wiki-Nation... it's not worth it). So I got to campus right as class started and weaseled my way in. Class was boring (Only one more class left. So, yeah, Kiwi, the "party" is Wed.) and I'll be presenting my flaming piece of shit project on Wed. We all left early and I walked back to the Union. I ate, listened to music and read the newest Post. Holly had called me during class, so I texted her for a bit. Then I started trying to work on my math exam review. I got bored and gave up on it after a little bit. My eyes were getting pretty heavy at this point, so I instead of getting a nap in left to find my computer in perfect isolation. I really like this thing (except a huge ass dance class show thing just got out right next to me so it's a bunch of people talking and cramming in a small area). Now, I'm gonna go one more flight upstairs and go to art. Art will likely not make me happy because 1. I forgot some crap at home and 2. We have one more class in which to finish a large scale project... Fuck... So here I go, wish me luck...

Oh My God!... A Day Where I Couldn't Read A Post From Kiwi Before Posting My Own!!!

That chair... That fucking chair! I stayed up until 3:30 am working on that damned thing. I ended up having to use pieces form old Erector Sets to make the chair glide as I wanted it to. Once I finished I basically just went upstairs and passed out. I only got about 4 hours of sleep before I had to wake my ass up again and head down to UWM. i was woken about three times in that four hours too. So when I finally got up I packed my stuff, made sure my chair was nice and safe before heading out. I missed the first bus by about a minute, which sucked A LOT of balls. It is ass cold out today and I had to stand there for a good twenty minutes. When the bus finally came, I got one and mentally went over all of the crap I had to do in the archy building before my shit was due. Long story short, I got there, my chair was safe, I tried printing off the rest of the project, some bullshit happened, and I ended up getting all of my stuff done and got to class maybe about 5-10 min. late. It was all good though. Class was dull and we were just wrapping some stuff up before review for the final. I ended up taking about a half an hour nap (oops! See title). During class, I also realized that I didn't eat breakfast today, which is why I'm so damn hungry, and can't wait to finish Heroes and going home. One thing I do want to comment on about this episode of Heroes is: at the very end of the last episode Noah (H.R.G.) was looking through his sniper scope at Gabriel and Elle finally embracing and well... making out, but at the start of this episode, they were completely naked lying together all sweaty and out of breath. That's when you finally see the bullets come whizzing through the window. So my question is this: Did Noah watch them have sex through his little scope the whole damn time??? If so, that's REALLY creepy... Or maybe, he couldn't shoot, you know, what with the moving targets and all (lmao)... Yeah, I really don't have much to say, It's Friday, and I just feel like dieing (not literally, I just mean I want to pass out... alot!). However, when I get home, I have to finish the work my mom wanted me to do on some pictures. That and, I really don't know if peeps is doing anything tonight... we usually do on Fri., but there's a lot of stuff going on so, we'll just have to see. K, bye-bye fanlets!Pizza ^.^
Happy Face!!!

Architecture Chicks Are Hot...

So, let me begin by telling the bullshit that went down last night... For my art class, we had to sit through some artist give a lecture to us... Well, they called her an artist, in reality, she had an unhealthy obsession with water. Well, I sat by the rest of my class (well, most of them anyways) and was actually remotely social (remotely). So, needless to say, I got a few minutes of shut eye as we were barraged with pictures of water, Chinese people, and awful jokes. Then it was back upstairs for class. We didn't do any drawing today, just brain stormed for our final project. Then at around 9:15, I was out the door (mind you, my bus comes at 9:22, it's also the last 49U of the night). I got to the stop at 9:20, but was outside and looking down the sidewalk around 9:18 or so. I was standing there until 9:50... Fucker must have come WAY early. So right about now, I'm breaking a ten hour day, and I just want to go home and get some sleep. So I curse the MCTS gods, and hop on the 62. Now, I've never riden the 62, so I, in all reality, have no clue where the Hell it's going. I mean, Andrew told me basically what to do if I'd ever missed the last 49U, and I was pretty sure it was the 62 that ran into the 12. So I get on, and just for the sake of safety, I ask the bus driver if this bus would run past Capitol and Teutonia. Her response was "Look at the sign, this bus says 62 Capitol"... Okay, I can read you dumb bitch, I just want to know how to fucking get home; now answer my God damn question before I put us both on the news... God she pissed me off! How is she going to respond to me like that, when the chick in front of me asked her if she was laying over long enough that she could finish her cig... So, I walked away from the bitch- I mean dus driver- and sat down, knowing that I was actually going to school and will likely amount to more than driving up and down Capitol at night... So I took the 62 and took in all the sights (Hey! There's a J J's! Hey! There's a KFC! Hey! There's another J J's! Hey! There's a drug deal!... and they call me a racist). However, towards the beginning of the ride, a bus pulled up next to us. And, fuck my life it's the 49U! What the Hell is he doing out here over forty minutes late that son of a bitch!!! I was tempted to try and get off of my bus and hop on that, but the 62 has way too many stops for me to catch the 49U. Fuck. I watched all of the street signs carefully because I really just wanted to find Teutonia, catch my bus and go home. No more dilly dallying. Just as I suspected, others were getting off at Teutonia, so I just stepped out when they did, and also like I suspected, the bus driver didn't say shit to me when we stopped at Teutonia, even though I was right behind her... Okay, whatever. I stepped out and stood under the 12's shelter. I was there for a good twenty minutes because the first 12 to go by was the Hampton one, so I would have ended up far from home and much more angry... So I ended up getting home around 11:15, and passed out immediately (I'd been on campus since noon...).

Now, onto today. My alarm had no effect on me, so my mom had to come get me up. I collected my stuff, ate and was out the door. I missed the 7:25 bus by only a few seconds, and had to wait till the 7:35. Nate and I were the only ones on the bus, so we talked practically the whole way. Once on campus I chatted with Beau at a comp. in the union, and checked my Facebook as well as various e-mails ect.... Then I was off to Physics. I forgot an energy drink this morning (again), so I was flying by myself. I was doing good for the first half, but then I just crashed. That was the first ever clicker question I have ever missed... I woke up just as he was showing us the results (damn!). After I woke myself up again, I was good till the end of class, then I was off to my physics discussion. Discussion is always pretty easy and laid back, so I was fine. He should us the answers to last weeks test, and we reviewed for the final (from the answers he gave us, it looks like I did a lot better on this test than I thought I would!). So once that was over, I hit up the union to eat and maybe get some math studying done. I ran into Nate at his SDS table and ended up sitting and talking with him the whole time (about 11 to 12:15). I ate in that time, but I didn't study (damn!). So I got to math and did good on a majority of the test, but there were a few questions that were just like sticks up my ass hole (and in case you need some background information about me: I do not tend to like anything shoved up my ass hole...). Bah! Oh well, I'm gonna kick some ass on the finals, I swear! I gotta kick a few of those B's up to A's (plz?). Yeah, then I went to the archy building (screw people, this building is pimp). I studied a bit then took an archy quiz (the one they re-issued since the Thanksgiving debackle) (10 out of 10 points!!! W00T!!1!). Then I just chilled out and checked when the archy store opened up so I could buy my box tomorrow morning (I ain't gotz no moneyz... sad face). I waited around till about quarter to 3 so I could meet with an archy advisor. I ended up waiting there until 3:15 (she was talking with some student about resumes). So, when she finally called me, she pulled up my record sheet (classes, placement test grades ect. ect.), wrote down some classes, initiated some small talk, gave me the sheet, told me she'd put me in the School of Architecture (FUCK YES!!! CHRIS HOUSE, ARCHITECT!!!) and she sent me on my way. Not only was that really cool, but it was -dare I say it- borderline awesome. Now, all I need to do is register for said classes and return back to awesome. The kid is back! Wooo! Yep yep yep! Also, I'm still in the archy building typing my blog (a bit of a change of pace) and , as my title implys, Architecture chicks are hot! Not like "I'm a slut that tries to hard to suck dudes cocks" hot, but the "I just woke up and am not a bitch" hot! It's crazy cool, I swear! Anyways, now I'm gonna go and finish that damned chair for archy...

I Simply Don't Want To Show Up To Classes Anymore...

Hey hey! So I woke up today around 9, and got up more towards 9:30/10. I knew I had time before my first class, so I figured I could cross some stuff off the personal list before heading out. I really need to get my archy crap done, but I decided it would be a waist of time to drag it all out, then put it all back... so I decided to finish up some work on the comp. First I wanted to rip the cds i got from the library, then work on some photos my mom wants printed off. However, my computer would not allow me to do such simple tasks. So, I got some instant oatmeal for breakfast and started copying those cds. It took me all the way up until i had to leave, and even then not all of them were done... So I cursed out my computer (A LOT!!!) and left for the bus. I was happy to see the bus come (no, I mean really happy) because I haven't been feeling so great, and it was snowing all over my art portfolio. So I got on and headed down to campus. Along the way my shuffle hit some really good songs, which made me happy. So I walked on over to the Physics building for my morning lab. I got a lab back (10 out of 10 baby!) and we did another lab (really easy!), so I wasn't all that upset today... Then I hit up the union and ate my lunch. Then I found one of them there comfy chairs, read for a few minutes then closed my eyes and put my head down. I wasn't actually tired, I was just resting, however towards the end there, I really did start to dose off... Which wasn't really good, cuz I had a class, so like a lightning bolt in a comfy chair: I sprang up, picked up my shit and went to class. Wiki-Nation was slow (just consisting of project presentations), but a few friends and I kept reasonably occupied. Towards the end of class I got in the middle of a Facebook chat (blarg... I really want to straighten things out, but Facebook was not one of my chosen medias... horay for likely screwing things up more!). So i left class with the intent of going straight to the union lab, finishing said conversation, and then leaving to eat (oh meso hungy!). however, I ran into Beau walking through the union so I chatted with him for a bit... turns out he was half an hour late for his class (...Rofl). So I finally got to the lab and a computer opened up right away (yeah, that's right!). I continued my Facebook stuffs all while trying to write this blog. It really hasn't ended... I was just convincing enough to stall the conversation. I'm the type of person to want to make serious conversations more personable... thus a facebook chat wouldn't do... Plus, and to be quite honest, I'm scared. And is that not to be expected? I mean, at the core, I'm really not a secure person, and i get nervous easily... But enough of that. Right now I'm watching Blunty300's newer videos (haha, porn). Well, I've still got art class tonight, and hopefully it won't be one of those more gay classes where he talks at us about stupid shit he finds relevant. Okay, I'm gonna go now...

Too Much Carbon Monoxide For Me to Bear!

Yeah... today wasn't all that exciting. I woke up around 2 in the moring (It was weird) and remembered to set my alarm for 6:30. So at 6:30 I woke up again and headed downstairs. My mom was already up and moving about... I really think she acidentally took some crack coccaine, because she had been up since 5 cleaning and hanging Christmas deacorations (I should hide my stash batter...). Yeah, so I got dressed and ate breakfast before heading out for the bus. I was actually hell-a early 9about 7:06... bus wouldn't come till like 7:25 (which is the bus I usually miss, and catch the 7:35, or the one closer to 8)). So I met Beau on the bus and we talked about archy for awhile (he just now started thinking about what he's doing for his chair project, and we bitched about that STUPID 10pt quiz over break(however, I did get an e-mail today saying that that had been extended, suprised happy face!!!)) So we got to campus, made fun of some guy with a wheelie bag (your bagpack weighs ten pounds, pick it up and stop being a little annoyning bitch...), and then we hit up our computers. While in the lab I realised I had forgotten an energy drink, so I would have to stay awake Han style... solo... Long story short, my head bobbled (damn you conceptual physics!!!) After physics, I went back to the union to eat. I ate about half of my lunch and tried to put my head down for a nap. I was listening to music and resting my head on my pillow, so my nap turned out to be a two hour long attempt at finding a comfortable position and trying to relax... It was one of those naps that doesn't refresh you, it actively makes the rest of your day worse... so I finally got up and went to math. It was a review day, and I actually did my best to pay attention the entire time. We filled out a lame ass evaluation of the class and thus got to leave early. Not that it mattered much, my bus comes at the same time for me nonetheless. So, I caught the bus home, rested for about half an hour, got up, ate, and started in on a bunch of crap my mom wanted me to finish while we were both in the house at the same time. Then it was off to work. Work was a pain. The towels were dissapering, there were a lot of people coming in and out the whole time, plus all of the employees seemed to be miscomunicating and yelling at or about one another... (and they want to down-size! BAH!!!) I did however get to finish Batman: Knightfall today at work. It's a pretty cool graphic novel (basically the Batman equivalent to The Death of Superman (which is also a powerful graphic novel)) This one is however a lot more psychological as it shows the wearing away of Batman and the growing fatigue (mental and physical) he suffers from. Now I need to pick up the nect two volumes... That reminds me... I still need to read the Rebirth of Superman (Anyone else think that's a representation of Jesus??? I thought so... it's not all that subtle). I also finished listening to "Scars on Broadway" (their self-titled) and "Hot Fuss" by The Killers. The Scars cd was pretty good, they managed to make some really interesting sounds through out, however the lyrics, as good as they were (if a bit pessamistic), were very repetative. A few songs seemed they just looped the whole thing... And the Hot Fuss cd I liked more than I thought I would. I mean, I knew it would be "good", but I figured I'd just be sort of indifferent. Lik I'd listen to it, but it's not somehting I actively like. However, there were a few songs that I liked more than others (strangely not many of them were the singles... (sorry, but I'm still not a fan of "Somebody Told Me")) Well, now the fire alarm is going off, so I'm just gonna head home... bye-bye!

Is Anyone Really Listening?

(I just found out that by hitting enter in the title box, your post will be posted...)

Anyways, today has been... not what I had expected. I mean, I woke up around 9 and got up about 9:30. I watched "The Pick of Destiny" ($2 black Friday dvd) and started really working on my chair project for archy. When that was done I went downstairs and ate something (thanksgiving leftovers mostly). And before I knew it... it was 12:30, which was about the time I remembered I had to return all of my cds to the library... So I quick hoped on the 12, got off at Bradley, cursed the inadequate human race for not even attempting to shovel the damn sidewalk, and got to the library. I dropped my stuff off and picked up some more cds. I saw Steph there and had no idea that she would be working (out of all the times I've headed to the library on Mon. mornings, this was the first time I'd ever seen her). I walked back to Teautonia (someone please give me the real spelling for that...) and caught the bus back. It was about 1:30 when I got back, and somewhere around 2, I wondered just what the fuck I had accomplished in that time... I was really not looking to classes today. I've got more important shit to do than go to class just to sit down and mock it, but oh no... my grade would implode if, God forbid, I didn't show up to the class I'm paying WAY too much for... So I left and actually caught a bus before 3. I got to class, chilled out outside for a few minutes, than went inside. Class was gay, and very boring (go figure) and here is about when I ran into my wall... It had nothing to do with the class, my anger spawned from Facebook, and it just threw me into a place I don't want to be right now. I mean, I've been having a lot of problems just trying to get by lately and every time things are lloking up for me... that I'm okay, something gets fucked up, and everything for me has to change. And really... I'm sick of it. I've been so bipolar lately that I have almost no control over my emotions, they change at such an alarming rate, that i don't know what to do with them anymore! I constantly just feel the urge to break... to give up... to finally just colapse... But then I start to wonder: If I fell right now, would there be anyone to catch me? Would anyone be willing enought to set their life aside momentarily to help me? Or would they be too busy for any one elses problems? Am I even worth their time? Because I know that as soon as someone offers me their hand, it will be the time that I want to be alone, and as soon as their gone, I'm stung by the lonliness. I can't seem to win any more. It's like I'm constantly fighting a loosing battle. I have my momentary victories, but just as I get to celebrating, comes the loss. I've been in the union now since about 5 (I forget my supper today, so I probably won't anything again today), and all I've done was read a boring short story, type a response, and write this. During all of this time, i keep playing "I Don't Care" over, and over, and over again, because it just shows me what I've been trying to do for so long. Tell myself that I don't care enough times until I start to believe it myself.

It's times like these I could just kill away my feelings. To die for that comfortable numb. When the only thing you want is tranquility and a peace of mind.

Mybe they're all right... Maybe this can all be summed up by a loud "EMO!" shouted at me. Who knows, maybe I am. Maybe I have no right to sit and argue about how sad I am, and how, my mental health is diminishing... I mean, fuck... That's all just another example... I can't win. No matter what I loose. This is all just really fucked up for me right now, and now is the time when everyone seems to be at their highest bitch level. So, I'll finish with a quote that form fits my situation, but doesn't help me in any way, shape, or form: "When it rains, it pours"