Year Analysis

Yes, it's just now the 31st, but I don't know if I'm going to post any before the ball drops.

January

Talked about some names I've earned. Lost talent. My take on relationships. Quite possibly my favorite post of 2005. The post with my favorite comments.

February

Background on my friends. My grandmother passed away. The things I want and the things I like.

March

My thanks to Anh. A bad mood. Some flashbacks. The feeling of all feelings.

April

Why I'm nice. A calm before the storm.

May

The story of an accident from way back. A small BBQ with friends. Listed my passions.

June

My Harman/Kardon receiver blew up. Stupid librarian. Father's day with some praise. My 500th post. First mention on AOTS.

July

My first pinched nerve. When I wasn't being me. Why I don't go all out for anything.

August

Things that suck about the first day of school. The day before. The day after. The qualities that make me. First day of Fall 2005.

September

I helped the police. Saw a really hot scene on Nip/Tuck. Thought out loud for my first paper.

October

Want to go for a walk? My 600th post.

November

A serious article cracked me up. Funny quotes from The Ticket. Another rebirth. And its first real post. My take on the death penalty. A nice Thanksgiving. Things I look for or don't. And November in one list.

December

A great day. A dilemma with Christmas. My take on premarital sex.


Overall, a decent year. I can only hope 2006 will be better.

Answers #1

Before I do my year-in-review, I have 3 questions that I need to answer.

1. Religious reasons. I'm not sure what the answer is, but I know that we don't celebrate Christmas. Or any holiday. We observe something like Passover, but that's it. And really, I don't know why it is. I was born into it, and I stopped paying attention in church when I was 10 or so. I haven't been to church in nearly 5 years. Might be more. But my reason for not going to church is simply because I do not get along with most of the people there. I don't know how to describe it. While their idea of fun is going to a movie, I prefer going to a party with booze and 'other stuff.' While they drank root beer, I was bartending at family get-togethers. And while holding hands is the sign of a serious relationship, well, you get the idea.

Although, some of my friends that I still hang out with today were people I met through church. Well, Pat is the only one that comes to mind right now.

2. If you mean the girl I was into a year ago, I don't really know what's up with her. I haven't talked to her since May. Well, I did send her an e-card earlier this month to wish her luck during finals, but that's it. I decided to keep looking around, and I'm happy with that decision so far.

3. I honestly have no idea. I guess I'll go with the obvious but probably wrong 'a group of helicopters.'

Tomorrow's End

Pat came by again with his XBOX 360. Tons o' fun.

I don't know when, but I really want to see The Ringer. One line cracks me up...

"My name is 'Awesome,' and I can count to potato."

Maybe tomorrow or Saturday. I don't have anything else planned.

Speaking of plans, still no idea of when I want to go back to Austin. It looks like next Friday. I may coax my parents into leaving Thursday night. Eh, Friday morning could work too I guess. I do know that I'm getting my hair color put in Thursday afternoon. Going after a dark red. Might change my hairstyle too.

Either way. The year is almost finished. Great,

Where To Go

Yea, well, screw the questions.

I had my eyes checked this afternoon. Not much change. I also asked about contact lenses for when I play ball. I was hooked up with tons o' free stuff. I need to practice putting them in and taking them out, but it's nothing I can't learn in a few minutes.

Also went shopping. Bought some new jeans, two new shirts, and the Audioslave DVD. All in all, things went well.

I really like being home. Unfortunately, my mom has been sick for a week now. On the bright side, it means I've spent plenty of time with my parents. My dad has the next two days off, and my mom is calling in sick tomorrow. Don't know if there's any plans.

I'm so close to being done. I didn't realize it.

I've been staying up until 5AM lately. There's usually a good movie on around midnight. I watched The Girl Next Door last night. Elisha Cuthbert is sooo hot in that movie. And some of the characters are just hilarious. I watched The Graduate on the night before. Still one of my favorite movies.

Alright. I'm going to pass out for a while.

Just Ask

Eyes and emotions can only show you so much. You have to listen. It is the only way.

It's not about opening your eyes, or your heart. It's about understanding the situation. You have to understand yourself. I don't mean that you find out who you are. I mean that you have to accept who you are.

No class or organization is going to show me that deep down, I like cooking. I've already accepted it. I'm not going to find out that I'm quiet because words can only lead to trouble. I've accepted that as well. I don't have to find out who I am. I just have to accept everything.

Acceptance is important. Too important.

I know my strengths and weaknesses. I know my potential, and I know why I haven't lived up to it yet. I know what I offer, and I know what I take.

Still, I stay silent.

Either way, after looking back to exactly one year ago, I've decided to accept questions. 3 questions at a time, about anything. I will take questions until Thursday night. On Friday, I will answer all questions. On Saturday, I will do my "year in review."

So, get to thinking. Don't leave me disappointed.

A Day

Christmas was at my door. So I turned out all of the lights, muted the TV, and hid behind a couch. Just another day for me.

The Cowboys actually won, so that was a nice thing on Saturday. My dad missed all of the game because it started at noon and my dad doesn't get home until after 3PM. Still, he was quite happy.

Today was no big deal. I woke up at 1PM and did the usual morning stuff. I really did nothing after that though. Around 4PM or so, my Dad and I went to a nearby school to shoot the ball around. Felt good. It was probably 68 degrees or so. It's supposed to be warmer tomorrow. If it isn't to windy, I'm sure we'll do it again.

But the best thing about tomorrow is all of the sales. I want to get some more jeans and khakis. Oh, but the thing that sucks is everyone will be at the mall. I don't want to do that. Few people know I'm in town, and I would like to keep it that way. Then again, I did get a haircut, and I do look good...

I've been home for a week now. The only thing I miss about Austin right now is that I haven't seen my nephew in so long. I'm sure he's yelling my name everyday.

The year is almost over, which means it will be time to reflect soon. I remember what I did last year, and that seems like the plan so far. That makes me wonder about what I was doing exactly one year ago.

Bad idea.

Alright. I plan on waking up before noon tomorrow, so I'm going to sleep now.

Relax

Well, I upgraded my dad's computer. He has a new Nvidia video card and a Sony DVD-ROM drive. Pat helped me out with some of it. And he drank plenty o' beer.

Wow, that XBOX 360 is nice. Played Need For Speed: Most Wanted, Perfect Dark Zero, and Call of Duty 2. I have to say that I had the most fun with Need For Speed. My skills (hitting cars and signs) made the cops hate me. There's nothing I love more than starting a car chase.

Still, no alcohol has touched these lips.

But I did have my 2nd soda in the past 4 months.

I figured I would have been bored by now. There's not much for me to do around here. I sleep until 1, watch TV for a few hours, and then sit around some more. But it's exactly what I need. I have to relax as much as possible, which means I have to do as little as possible.

Speaking of which, I'm going to lay down and watch TV. Might be fun.

Thor's Day

Going to have plenty of fun.

Pat said he'll stop by with his XBOX 360 so I can check it out. Plus, my dad is off tomorrow, so there will be plenty of entertainment.

I talked my mom into buying some Egg Nog. Not crappy Schepp's Egg Nog. I'm talking Braum's. That's the good stuff. And today, we went to the liquor store. Picked up some rum, something for my dad, and some wine for my mom. I forgot what my dad got. I think it was some Canadian Whiskey, Seagram's perhaps. Don't know if I'll touch any, but maybe. Maybe.

Also did the haircut thing. Same ol' style. But I think that I'll change it whenever I leave. I'll have to put in some dark red highlights for sure. Don't know if I want to let my hair grow out or not. Eh, I have plenty of time to think about it.

Eh, that's all for now.

In Town

First, here's to a speedy recovery for J.

I've been in town for two nights, and I've been out two nights. Awesome. Just what I need.

Eurotrip is going to be on in 12 minutes. That's one of those movies where if it's on, it's good to watch. Would I go rent it? No. But if I need something to watch, it's not a bad choice.

Went to Hooter's. The waitress mentioned a boyfriend, which is a no-no. I still left a good tip though. I'm a good tipper. And the burger came out real nice. I forgot to say "medium-well," but oh well.

Tomorrow will be fun. I'm looking forward to two hours of Nip/Tuck. We finally find out who The Carver is. It's been a season-and-a-half in the making. Every fan has already guessed all of the main characters, so someone is going to be an obnoxious fool about it.

Ooh, and Boston Legal will be on too. And House! Man, I love Tuesdays.

I'm already looking forward to dinner tomorrow. Don't know what I'll eat, but I can't wait. Oh man, I just know I'm going to put on a few pounds while I'm home. Eh, that could be a good thing.

Some songs to listen to:

Nancy Sinatra - Bang Bang
Tool - Disposition
Al Green - Let's Stay Together
A Perfect Circle - Thomas

And with that, I head to bed.

Semester Finale

Wow. It's all done. Amazing.

But I'm not completely stress-free. I need to turn in my instrument. And I can't do that if I'm in Dallas. Totally screwed. I'll either have to come back early, or absorb the punishment. I'll probably come back early. Sometime after New Year's Day.

Once again, the cold wind brings back old memories. Times when I had patience, but not enough. Back when a certain person had little to no courage. Or once upon a time when my words got me whatever I wanted. Oh, that was quite a time.

I had a really weird dream. Someone I haven't seen in a long time, just appeared and instantly became part of my family. And as a friend. So weird. (Yes, female.)

I also had a dream of a room. A normal-sized room, but it was a shower. The entire room was a shower. Amazing.

OK, so I mentioned the past. So what? I don't care. I just discovered many interesting facts while typing this. Many. Here are a few:

• I saved a girl from a horrible future, even if it meant breaking her heart.
• A guy I hated in high school is still a terible person.
• And a guy we weren't too sure about isn't even sure about himself.

I'm almost done reminiscing about high school. It's been a long time, and I should be thinking about recent good times. In fact, when I was walking on campus earlier tonight, I remembered all of the times that I stared out of my dorm's window. My second dorm. It was high enough for me to see all of downtown. I always spotted on building that had blinking red lights. And I always wanted to be on the roof of that building. I don't know why, considering that I hate heights. But those lights blinked every night. And when the wind blew against the window, that was heaven. Definitely a feeling I'll never forget.

I think they want to wake me up at 8 or 9 tomorrow morning. Not gonna happen. I still have to pack, and I would much rather sleep than eat breakfast. Besides, my stomach is picky when it comes to breakfast.

Now that I'm thinking about it, I'll probably come back early anyway. My nephew is going to be really upset once I leave. That kid is really attached to me. He'll say my name before he says "mama" or "dada." And when he doesn't see me, he looks for me.

Either way, I better get ready. And get some sleep.

Hours

I just reached my 20th hour of being awake.

I can't say that I aced my finals, but I can say that I gave it my best shot. And that's good enough for me. I have one more to go, then I head home for a few weeks.

I guess my plan is to rework my final paper and read the book again for the class. Memorize it all, absorb every letter of every word. That should do it.

But for now, I need sleep. I might have to wake up and finally turn my horn in. Depends on when the office is open.

Get It Over With

If I had my own Wikipedia page, what info would it contain?

The countdown begins. And I really don't want to take any tests. I'd much rather take part in an interview to determine my grade. And I really hate dealing with people. That tells you how much I don't want to take a test.




Anna Benson. This picture was shown on ESPN's Pardon The Interruption. Kornheiser asked, "If she was stuck in your chimney, how happy would you be?" Very.

I hate baseball. But if I could get tail like that for sitting on a bench and throwing a ball every five games, I would.

Alright. I have to sleep. From what all of my profs said, taking a test on minimal sleep is not the best idea. And I get the two hardest finals tomorrow. Spanish and EE.

One Day

I can finally relax, even if it's only for a day.

I have two finals on Friday and one on Saturday. I'm actually going to study so I can ace these tests. OK, I probably won't get a perfect score. But I'm at least going to put forth more effort than usual.

The weather is finally starting to be normal. When I was sitting outside, it rained a bit and the wind was fairly cold. Real nice. I think it's supposed to snow in Dallas on Saturday. Too bad I won't get in until Sunday.

I really want to spend time with people during this break. I also want to sleep 10 hours a night. I'm not sure which one is not going to happen.

Eh, I'm tired. I'm out.

Do It

I just spent 4 hours doing a lab. And I'm only 75% done. I can't finish it until I get to campus tomorrow. I also have a lesson in the afternoon, so I don't know if I want to wake up early and try to get my lab in, or just go to my lab after the lesson and press my luck. Eh, I usually have good luck, so why not? Besides, I want extra sleep tonight.

There's something I want to talk about, and that thing is premarital sex. If you don't want to read it, I suggest you visit your second favorite blog. And I just know someone is bound to disagree...

The reason why some are told that premarital sex is wrong is because once you get married, and you're a virgin, you don't know what you're missing. Therefore, you're not curious to find other fish and see if the water is better elsewhere.

But while many suggest that marriage is about love and trust, there's a third ingredient that few will not accept. If neither the husband nor the wife has a satisfying sex life, then all is not right. Sex is important. A little SAT sample: Marriage is to engine as sex is to lubricant. (Yea, I did that on purpose.)

Nearly all of my friends have had premarital sex. And I don't fault any of them. I can't.

My dad told me something, and this shows how cool he really is. When I was 11 or 12, he said, "Son, as far as sex goes, if a woman offers herself, it's difficult to say no. I would understand." He didn't tell me that premarital sex is wrong, even though our religion is strict about it. He told me that temptations are everywhere, and no one can refuse them all. And it wouldn't make me evil or a bad person to do things before marriage. (Yes, with all of the attention I was getting from females, he had to inform me at a younger age. It was in my best interest. Seriously, if you ever see pictures of me from that era, you would be in awe of how cute I was. Was...)

My dad is so cool. And all of my friends think so too. Now that I think about it, he did a really great job as a father. I think I'll build him a new computer while I'm home.

In conclusion, there's nothing wrong with getting a sample before you tie the knot.

And now I'm going to sleep for a while. Maybe I'll dream about something controversial and write it down for you.

To You

The red and green decorations have been up for nearly a month. Malls are filled with kids and parents looking for that special something. Couples find new and exciting ways to keep each other warm. Real warm.

And now the dilemma begins.

I first felt guilty back in kindergarten. It was St. Valentine's Day, and we all had paper sacks for the valentines that were given. I would receive a bag full, but I had not given any out. I don't celebrate Valentine's Day. This was a confusing time for me. Should I accept these valentines? Should I reject their thoughtfulness? What do I do?

I concluded that rejection is painful, so smile and give thanks.

This went on for many years, until Valentine's Day was reserved for couples only. And when I didn't receive any valentines, I felt relieved. There was no decision to make.

What does this have to do with Christmas? Well, like Valentine's Day, I don't celebrate Christmas.

I never had to face this problem when I was in school because we never had school on Christmas Day. I didn't think about it at all. Even when teachers decided to show Christmas movies during class, I would inform the teacher of my beliefs and accept the option to sit in the hallway. While other kids colored pictures of Santa, I drew my own pictures. While other kids gazed at the brightly-lit tree, I looked out of the window. And I never once held a grudge against anyone. I never wanted to interrupt their time to be happy.

I haven't been to church for many years now. But I still have my faith. This year, I'm really put to the test.

I have my family, and I have my handful of friends. The only group I'm thinking about is my collection of friends. No one in my family celebrates Christmas. So, I only focus on friends I trust. Friends I would do anything for.

I want to get presents for my friends. Not necessarily Christmas presents, but just gifts. Something to let them know that I do think about them. I do care.

At the same time, I believe that it would be wrong of me to accept a gift during this time of the year.

I like giving. I like watching someone's face light up when they hold what they've always wanted. I like making people happy.

While I'm at it, I should also mention that I'm single, I like cooking, and I like shopping.

Almost Done

So great. "Indecent rubbing." Check it out.

And for those of you with iPods, this could be real fun. At night. And alone.

I'm just happy to be home. Spending so much time on campus sucked out all of my energy. I can't explain how I'm still awake.

It was warmer today, but that doesn't mean it was warm. A nice jacket was necessary, but some people went overboard. There are some fashion trends I just don't understand. But then again, I don't really care. As long as I look good, I'm happy.

I didn't realize that a nice clean shave draws many looks from the opposite sex. Nice.

But I do know that a fresh haircut always lures the ladies. Nothing was funnier than when I would get a haircut, go to church (once upon a time), and just get stares. The good kind of stares. But yea, I would never hook up with any of them. Not my type.

Oh, the dreams have been haunting lately. No nightmares or anything like that. I just see people from my past that I wish would disappear from my memory. I don't want to think about the past anymore.

And now I'm going to sign onto AIM and go to sleep. Yea!

Ice Cold

What an interesting morning!

I did the usual stuff, like wake up, brush my teeth, etc. But when I got out of the shower and checked UT's site, I lost all motivation to continue my routine.

At 9:02AM, UT decided to close the campus for the day.

(It's not even that cold. The wind chill is only at 11 degrees. Oh, and the suck part of cold weather in Texas? Pizza delivery chains decide that driving pizzas to a customer is wrong. I understand that it's strictly for the safety of the driver, but I'm willing to pay a better tip if it gets to my door. Risk versus reward. Come on now.)

So, I have no idea how I'm going to finish my unit tests, and I don't know what to do about the paper that was due today. I figure the prof will send an email soon or something.

But what I really hate is that temperatures are going to rise soon. The high for today is supposed to be 38, but tomorrow the high is 50. This means that I'm going to have two tests tomorrow, no matter what. Oh, one more day off would be so nice.

And while I would like to go outside and enjoy the wind, I should probably study all day.

Cooler Than Cool

Well, the university shut down because it's cold. What a bunch of chickens. Then again, no class is always nice.

I was in the middle of a unit test when they announced it. Everyone had to leave. It sucked.

I'm going to spend all of today working on my paper. I'm writing about blogs. I have to give a history of newsgroups, explain what blogs are and what they represent. What are the benefits and weaknesses of blogs? How are they used?

Oh, it's so cold here. But a little colder would be nice. I think it's 38 degrees or so outside, with a mixture of light rain and sleet. And that wind really kills the ears.

I was tempted to go outside and shoot the ball around. If I can feel comfortable in this weather, I should feel comfortable in any weather. And I could do the same workout from Rocky.

Alright, I need to start typing.

Vulnerable

I really, really need a vacation.

Yes, I know that this semester is almost over. Still, I'm worried about whether or not I'll have my sanity at the beginning of next year.

I enjoy some of my classes. I hate the others. Almost half and half.

It really sucks because I know I'm going to do something great one day. I still have all of the motivation necessary to do so. I don't mean to toot my own horn (beep, beep) but the talent is there. All the qualities I need, I have. But it takes small steps. And I'm too impatient.

It doesn't help any when you can't imagine what you'll be doing five years from now. I can't even imagine what I'm going to do next week. I'm screwed.

Alright, I'm done complaining. I don't feel better, but tomorrow is another day.

Sleep Is Good

Ugh, what a long weekend. I know, I said 'ugh.'

I'm finally heading to sleep. I've been studying for a unit test tomorrow. I want to complete as many as possible in the next four days. I'm really going to give it the ol' college try.

Nothing new to speak of this night. But I will divulge more information tomorrow.

FBombAndy, signing out for tonight.

Images To Dreams

If I had to die, I wouldn't want it to be in this room. I would want clouds, and a blue sky, and maybe a girl in a bikini. I mean, come on, someone is going to die and all they get are bare walls? Yes, I have too much sympathy.

Eh, today was alright. I was really off during my French Horn lessons. Oh well, better to get it out of the way. CS 349 was alright. Nobody was in a talking mood, so the prof had to tell random stories. They were funny though.

Alright, I'm going to take a unit test tomorrow morning. Hopefully I can get it done on the first try. I need to speed things up, otherwise I'll be taking tests on Saturday. No, wait. There's a ton of college football on Saturday. Well, there goes that idea.

Erik and I are going to Best Buy and Toys "R" Us. I'll probably get a toy for my nephew. He likes basketball, so I might get him a small basketball goal. Something like this.

Alright, I'm all sleepy-eyed. I'm out.

End November

Well, my plan is to go to seep at 11:20 and wake up at 6:50. Just a plan though.

Awesome.

Speaking of Elisha Cuthbert...I love gum.

I really hate it when I go to a site and there's background music. I usually have WinAmp going, so once the background music starts up, it's a hideous mashup. Of course, I'm speaking about MySpace. I don't like MySpace. I'm not a fan of FaceBook right now.

Holy crap! It's going to be December tomorrow! That didn't occur to me until just now.

The high temperature for December 3rd? 80 degrees. That's just ridiculous. Sometimes, I hate living in Texas.

Hmm...from now on, I'm going to do a monthly review on the last day. Let's review the month of November.

• No trip to El Paso. Yay.
• High school kids do it, anywhere and everywhere.
• Teh b00bs!
• Switched blogs.
• Do it before you get married.
• No more revealing clothing.
• Pain relievers and walruses.
• Teri Hatcher has "ugly crying face."
• EE sucks.
• Bit my lip. Twice.
• Packing.
• Traffic.
• Fun.
• Boring bookmarks.
• No more muffin tops!

Finally, I'll leave you with some lyrics to think about.

"If you're free you'll never see the walls.
If your head is clear you'll never free fall.
If you're right you'll never fear the wrong.
If your head is high you'll never fear at all."

Audioslave - Exploder

This Is Why

"She's so hot it's juicy."

-Corby on Elisha Cuthbert (It's her birthday today. Listening to The Ticket.)

Current top 3: Elizabeth Hurley, Kelly Carlson, Elisha Cuthbert.

I Like What I See

I filled out a survey that was sitting in my junk mail folder. One of the questions was, "What is the first feature you notice in the opposite sex?" I know that I answered jokingly "teh b00bs!"

And now I think about what exactly makes someone sexy to me.

I have to say that one feature I am very critical of is a woman's legs. I notice the muscle tone, the curvature of the quad and hamstring, the proportion of the upper leg to the lower leg, and the ratio of leg length to the entire body. I know perfect legs when I see them.

Unfortunately, the second thing I notice is a woman's rear. I say 'unfortunately' because most of the females I see today do not have a rear to look at. This whole fashion trend of wearing jeans that are too tight and hug right below the waist is terrible. I hope it's fading out. Too many 'muffin tops.' And too many times I see a profile where the back leads directly to the leg, with no curve at all to spot.

However, I am proud to say that eyes are third on the list. Nothing is better than a brunette with blue eyes.

Yea, getting all three is a rarity. I'm willing to wait though.

As far as personality goes, I can't pinpoint what I like, but I'll try.

• Women who understand that Mavs games are important.
• Women who understand that every once in a while, I'll want complete silence.
• I like a woman who takes time to make sure everything is perfect.
• Women who call me.

I can tell you what I don't like.

• Extreme feminists. (The ones who don't shave.)
• Women who burp out loud, on purpose.
• Women with more than two pets. (A cat, a dog, or both is fine. More is not.)

Eh, I'll think about it some more.

Buy Stuff!

Absolutely hilarious. It takes balls to market this product.

Another outrageous product. A good Christmas gift for someone who loves fruit. Someone who really, really loves fruit.

Nothing extraordinary today. My stomach didn't cooperate with me this morning, so I only went to two of my classes. Eh, not like the third one matters. I'm going to wake up early tomorrow so I can take a unit test before CS 349, and possibly take another unit test after class. Hopefully.

Amazing. I have a list of sites I check daily, and there's nothing new. A congressman admits that he accepted bribes, one head coach gets fired while another is arrested for drunk driving. I'm waiting for that one big event that leaves everyone in shock. It's almost Decemeber. Something has to happen.

I find myself searching for another bookmark, something to give me a reason to stay up 5 more minutes. Alas, I find nothing.

And right before I laid down, I read one post. "What makes someone sexy to us," indeed.

A Fireside Chat

...without the marshmallows.

Sorry. It's been a few days. A few hellish days. Well, except for the part about spending time with family. That was nice.

I was able to hang out with Robert and Pat during this little vacation. For those of you who do not recognize these names, I'll give a little background for each.

There are people in my family that I have no blood relation to. They are people who look out for my family, and my family looks out for them. Robert is closer to my brother's age. They both went to high school together and such. Back in the day, when I was a young'n, Robert babysat me. He's pretty much a brother of mine.

Same goes for Pat. Pat is a bit older than me, but only by 5 or 6 years. Most of my humor comes from hanging around Pat. He would spend weekends at my parents' house. We'd drive around, go to the mall, or just grab a camera and find funny stuff. Another brother of mine.

Either way, we all told stories at my parents while eating ham and such. Plenty of laughing and catching up. They both live in the Dallas area, so I don't get to see them often.

Heading back home sucked. I went to bed at 3, woke up at 7, and my stomach was cranky. There wasn't much traffic, so it only took 3 hours to get home. Unpacked, fell onto my bed, and passed out for 3 hours. Unfortunately, naps like that aren't good. Always leaves you feeling groggy and what-not. Also, that nap threw my sleeping schedule off even more. Didn't go to bed until 6 last night and didn't wake up until 2 this afternoon.

Ugh, I have to go to school tomorrow. That sucks. But then again, it's only 2 more weeks, and then finals. Afterwards, I'll head home for 2 weeks, try to relax as much as possible, and then come back and prepare. This spring semester is going to be rough, and I intend to put forth ore effort than I did this semester. I need to stop being lazy. I need to focus. Then I can graduate, get my nice job, get a nice car, and get a nice place. I can't wait.

Either way, time for sleep.

Hey Man

...slow down. Slow down.

That settles it. Next Thanksgiving, I'm not leaving town. I don't care who is showing up in Dallas, I'm not going anywhere.

Traffic was a nightmare. Most of it was unnecessary. I'm glad I don't drive, because I'm afraid that if I did, I would constantly be in a foul mood. Punching the steering wheel, cussing at the top of my lungs, and flipping off many a driver. What should have been a 3-hour trip lasted nearly 5 hours. (Yes, I know some of you have had much longer car trips. Or bus trips.)

Tom Cruise bought a sonogram machine. I hate him.

Jessica Simpson is getting separated? Eh, she has serious man-face going on in some of her pictures. I guess it'll be interesting to see who she tricks next.

And these cases just keep popping up. You know, back when I was in high school, we didn't have teachers like these. And even if we did, none of them were attractive.

Alright. I'm tired. I'm going to pass out for half of a day and see what happens.

Countdown

...to food, drink, and sleep.

I'm packing. Kind of.

I'm reloading my Shuffle for the 3-hour drive. I don't plan on talking much or listening to talk, so I better get the best of the best. I would list all 80-something songs, but that would take forever. So I'm not gonna. Let's just say that Audioslave, A Perfect Circle, and 'other' are getting a much needed boost. (By 'other,' I mean podcasts from The Ticket.)

My lessons went well today. I'm slowly learning how to play the piano. I just looked at some sheet music, worked my way through it slowly, and then increased the tempo. A couple more years of this, and I could be legit. Nothing more calming than music.

My second class for the day was cancelled. Didn't know about it until someone showed up and was like, "Oh, I think we don't have class today." So I left. Came home, ate some powdered donuts, and did not much else.

I guess I'll log onto AIM, see if anyone's awake, and then finish packing. Eh, I think I'll just skip to packing.

Oh, and I will try to post while at home. My parents have cable internet finally, so I'm not going to miss anything. Oh, and there's supposed to be crazy mad sales on Friday, so hopefully I can upgrade their computer.

Hope everyone enjoys their food and what-not.

It Could Be Worse...

...I could be a turkey.

Well, I'm going to bed really, really early tonight. I have to wake up for Horn lessons tomorrow morning. I want to get to campus an hour early so I can work on my solo before the lesson starts. I really want things to be perfect.

Jeans. Brown shirt. Sounds ok for tomorrow.

Tomorrow and Wednesday. That's all I have left before I head home for a few days. I'm really looking forward to it. I need some relaxation. My plan is to eat a ton of ham, a ton of pumpkin pie, and drink tons of egg nog. I love egg nog so much. Well, except for that one time I started downing it and I was 4. Same effect as milk-chugging. But I've learned my lesson.

Ha! My nephew does this thing where he gets tense and makes a face. No, he's not crapping. If you flex your muslces at him, he does it back. Don't know where he picked it up, but it's hilarious.

Great. I just bit my lip. Again. In the same place.

I give up for today. I'll recharge and get back to you tomorrow.

Hey, EE...

...FU.

I hate EE classes. In fact, I think they are at the top of my list. That's right, EE jumped over the Spurs to end their 2-year streak at number 1.

So, right after EE 316, I have Spanish. A unit test is supposed to take 50 minutes. Being the responsible person I am, I started my test 10 minutes before class began. I always do this because I hate being late to my next class. I turn in my test with about 20 minutes to go before Spanish starts. Good timing. Except that the TAs take 10 minutes to grade one test, and if the graded person has a question, then that just adds to the amount of time wasted. There were only 2 TAs, and about 3 people were in front of me to be graded. In short, I started my test at 10:50, turned it in at 11:35, and it wasn't fully graded until 12:30. Yes, I missed Spanish.

The software we use to test our circuits was written by an Electrical Engineer. As a result, it crashes whenever you do anything. EE people should stick to what they know. Let the CS people write the software. Morons.

After class, I decided it was best for me to walk into a bathroom and count to 10. I was minutes away from punching a random object and breaking every bone in my hand. Metal, porcelain, I didn't care. It would have made me happier if it were an EE undergrad.

It's not hard to grade. You grab the answer key, see if the test and the key match up, and if not, mark it wrong. Simple. Very simple.

So, so frustrated.

Your Time Has Come

So, Modblog has been down for quite some time. At least 4 days now. As a result, I've updated the link for LittlestNinja.

I feel like I didn't accomplish anything this weekend. I slept all of the time. Then again, I am pretty burned out. I thought I had this half-week and then one more week. Turns out there's another week I forgot about. Just when I thought it was over, it's not. But it also means I have an extra week to finish my unit tests for EE 316. I need to take Unit 13 tomorrow. That leaves 7 or so to do by Decemeber 9th. Not impossible.

I finally watched a full episode of The Boondocks. Absolutely hilarious. You should really check it out.

About 3 episodes ago on Desperate Housewives, Teri Hatcher's character broke down on the street. I didn't say it before, but I'll say it now. Teri Hatcher has a terrible, hideous crying face. It was hard to look at her.

Oh, and I watched My Boss's Daughter last night. Yea, I know. I was awake and I was bored. Well, I realized that Tara Reid isn't on my list anymore, and I'm not sure when she stopped making the cut. I also remembered that Carmen Electra still has something goin' on. Too bad she married Dave Navarro. Now it's all ruined. Eh, like it wasn't ruined when she married Rodman.

Hmm...current top 3? Monica Bellucci, Eva Longoria, Keira Knightley.

Ha, Christina Aguilera is married now? I feel sorry for the husband. For some reason, I just think that no matter how many showers Christina takes, she'll always be dirty. Wouldn't touch her with a 10-foot pole.

This is scary. I live in Texas. And if someone points me out in a lineup, this could happen to me.

Yet, I can't say that I'm in favor of the death penalty. I also can't say that I'm against it. I know, I just wrote that I wouldn't sentence a cat to death. But at the same time, if a person has taken innocent lives, I can't imagine not giving them the death penalty. If they are mentally-handicapped, I can see that as an exception. A 25-year old person who has the mental capacity of a 12-year old can't be tried as an adult. It wouldn't make sense. And that leads to another issue. At what age should we allow the option of a death penalty? Some 16-year olds are very intelligent and aware of their actions.

The one question everyone has to ask their self, is if someone killed a loved one of yours, what would you want to see as a fitting punishment?

It's really a big mess. Some might argue that we are not in any position to judge another human being. At the same time, a criminal must be judged and sentenced. We cannot wait for punishment by a higher source. I mean, what, do we just handcuff the guy and watch? Do we let the person loose and say they'll pay for it later?

For anyone who uses text from the bible as an argument against the death penalty, you should read Revelations 13:10.

There's the argument that if one innocent life is condemned, then the death penalty is a failure. I can see the reasoning behind this. It's a solid argument. But you could also ask about all of the innocent 'lifers' in prison. What about the innocent people who are sentenced to a decade or two, but die while in prison?

How is this really different from the ol' witch hunts? Throw them in a lake with their hands and feet tied together. If they float, they're a witch, and if they sink, they were innocent.

And even that was better than any punishment from the Middle Ages.

Either way, time for more sleep. I think I have a long day coming up.

Mirror, Mirror

...you're looking sexy!

A great concert. Made me very happy.

I skipped my one class for today. I just didn't want to wake up and leave home. The bed was just so nice and warm. But I'll wake up tomorrow morning. I'll go to my first two classes and then come home. I don't know why, but I'm getting migraines again.

Pain relievers are something else. I normally don't take them. Unless you're going to pass out from the pain, tough it out. I broke my arm in the middle of an afternoon, went to sleep that night, and finally went to the doctor the next morning. Wasn't a fracture, it was a complete break. Almost through the skin.

Oh, but I still think back to last August. Those sedatives were awesome! I've never felt that relaxed. Don't worry, I won't turn to hard drugs to recreate that feeling. I'm not like that. But I am going to lay down soon and just do nothing. That should be good enough.

People on the bus are creepy. Well, some of them. People try to talk to me, so I just nod my head and stare out of the window. Unless you're a chic, I'm not going to listen to you. Oh, and you better be easy on the eyes.

Looks are important. Now, I'm not going to say they mean everything, but no one wants to marry a walrus. Have you looked at a walrus recently? Ever noticed how no one says that their favorite animal is the walrus? There's tons of stuffed animals out there, but none in the form of a walrus. Either way, I'm not encouraging anyone out there to get plastic surgery. I don't like fake.

Alright, that's enough. I want some sleep.

Motion

...sickness.

I just don't feel well tonight. I'm going to just go to bed right after I'm done typing. Lessons early tomorrow morning, then my favorite class, and then some time to nap in the afternoon. I'm going to a French Horn choir concert tomorrow night at 8PM. It's going to be awesome.

As you can see, I've taken down the Google ads. I'd much rather have pictures than some ad for toilet paper.

Oh, and the cat on the left? Don't know whose it is. My bro found it and it sorta followed him. We've put up posters with a picture and a phone number, but nothing yet. My mom doesn't want another cat. So, unless the owner claims her, we're going to have to find one of those no-kill animal shelters. What? I grew up around cats and dogs. I like both. And if there's anything that pisses me off, it's hearing about animal abuse or neglect. The owner is at fault for letting her out, and I'm not going to give this cat a death sentence because of it.

I found some shelters. If we don't hear anything by Friday, we'll take it there.

Sputnik Monroe. Sounds good. Check them out and see if you like. They have a free song titled EEE Funk. Not bad at all.

Oh, and my lessons were cancelled. That's alright though. Still have a concert to go to. I'll get my music fix.

Alright, time to dream.

You Must Be Cold

...it's very visible.

It's finally getting cold here in Austin. It's a bitter-sweet thing. I love cold weather so much. Nothing is more invigorating than a cold wind hitting your face. Let's you know you're alive. But, skirts and tight, thin shirts disappear. Nothing to smile about once it's all gone. Nothing to look at when it's all covered up.

Find out if you're drunk.

I've decided that drinking is going to be a part of my life again. Things were just so much easier when I had a drink or two in me at all times. Classes felt twice as short, the homework assignments were too easy, and all of my standards were lowered. I had a reason to smirk.

Hell, I also fell asleep easier. And I didn't have ulcers back when I drank. I also didn't stress out. Alright, that solves it. Drinking is my solution. Now, I'm not going to start getting wasted everyday or anything. I just think some Bailey's and a Frappucino would be a nice kick-start in the morning.

There's a very odd sound coming from outside. Very weird. I better check it out.

What Is Love?

The blood is love...

I'm thinking about whatever it is that I love. Honestly, I guess I'm not thinking about anything.

I've had many a female love me. Or so they said. Which shows why I'm still single. I'm not looking for love right now. I haven't been looking for love at all in my 21 years of existance. I'm just looking for fun, easy, no-strings-attached fun. The kind of fun where you wake up in the morning, grab your pants, and run out of the door. The kind of fun that ruins your life because you know you'll never experience anything like that again.

There was a speaker on the edge of campus Friday afternoon. He was shouting "the word" about how we're all going to Hell. He talked about pre-marital sex and how it's sinful and what-not. Some of the other students were just laughing at him. One said out loud, "I was going to Hell anyway." I don't think pre-marital sex gives you instant damnation. I can only imagine a few actions that just couldn't be forgiven.

By the way, that AXE body wash, phoenix-scented, is killer.

So yea, birth control is awesome. I saw an ad for something called the NuvaRing. All of the women in the advertisement looked so happy. They must have been happy because now they can share their "goods" with any guy that walks by. Makes me happy too.

So, my plan is to get some sleep, dream about models, and wake up for school. Begin...now!

Again

Yep.

Don't know what to say.

You can find all of the old stuff at fbomb.blogspot.com.

I just figure it's time to talk about all of the things I said I never would. Religion, politics, whatever. I know I'm going to step on toes, but I also think that everyone will hear something they like.

By the way, today is my parents' 30th anniversary. Who says love doesn't last?

In fact, that will be my next post. After I take a shower. Got a haircut, and all of it is on the collar of my shirt. Sucks.

"God-forsaken but never too late with my
Halo--I'm complete
Halo--with me underneath
Halo--I'm reborn
I can do no wrong"

Audioslave - The Worm