Tuesday, January 27, 2009


Aw, fudge. The contents of my bookbag got water damaged because my Fuze spilled. Freaking defective lids.


My Thought for the Day:

Sometimes I think that what happens in life just sucks and other times become the best things ever. And then there's the mundane middle ground where people spend their time gazing in a semi-state of hypnosis doing nothing with their lives. I'd rather have the extremes just because it makes life so much more exciting, but without the mundane parts, the extremes would just become normalities. So I guess I'm thankful for the times that I'm a lazy ass and refuse to do anything.


Life right now seems so busy and complicated for me. I'm really busy with my classes and I am not liking either PHYS172 and MA162. But then again I really shouldn't complain since I have thirteen credit hours under my belt (although I go to about 9-10 of them) this semester just like last semester. Well, I could have taken CHM115 and CHM 116 but I tested out of them, so what's the point? The major I'm applying for doesn't require any further chemistry classes. Also, I entered college with sophomore standing. Yay for AP credit. Yay for laziness.

When I'm not in class, I'm always in hanging out on fourth floor Harrison in Greg and Mitch's room.They've got a PS3, 360, and Wii so those things satisfy my free time, but it's always a fight with Mike who likes to take over the 360 to play Fallout 3 or Force Unleashed. I'm so sick of watching that guy play Fallout practically 24/7. Someday, I'm going to get him addicted to World of Warcraft so he won't be spending his time on the systems for the rest of his life. It's an evil plan, I know, but oh so satisfying.

To think about it, during the week, there are 168 hours. Of that, I spend 84 awake and 84 asleep. Of the hours I spend awake, I spend about 14 hours attending school and about 70 hours in Greg and Mitch's room. So that's roughly 83.33% of my waking time spent in Harrison. How sad. You see, Dan and Jasen are in my last class of the day on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays while Mitch is in my last class on Tuesdays and Thursdays, so I always follow them back into Harrison. A lazy bastard like me doesn't want to move back to my own dorm especially when I have to walk in the cold, so I tend to melt into the futon and stay there until dinner time and the re-melt into it afterwards until 12:00 AM when I decide to haul ass back to my dorm. I should really cut down.


From a song I'm addicted to (click the words to read the full lyrics):