I STILL HAVE A BLOG!?!?!?!

I really *must* be fuckin bored right now. Honestly, I kinda miss writing. Well since... 2007...(seriously?... haha, ok) ... erm... a bunch of shit... but nothing terribly spectacular.

Well, I got a degree....? Hey blog- I got a fucking associates degree aren't I just SUPER??? Whatever- I couldn't care less.

I am totally fuckin psyched about moving to San Marcos, though. Finally get to go to a real school, in a real college town, in a real apartment- and not

a. some stinky ass house with 3 sloppy guys who never learned to clean up after themselves (or their giant dogs.)

b. a vacant rent property with no hot water(though that was kind of a fun experience.)

c. my mom's.

d. someone else's mom's.

Yep, blog... it's gonna be sweet. I can feel myself turning back into the nerdy super student I was when I started at BC.

Hopefully, by now RCSW3 has finished loading. Maybe I'll think of more stuff to write about... or maybe this little page will go ignored and forgotten for another 2 years... whatev.

*Gobble*Gobble*

Thanksgiving was pretty nice. Every year, I hate turkey a little more. This year I only ate about two bites. I really wouldn't mind if I never had to eat turkey again. Corn caserole, though...mmm-mmm, bitch. I love caserole.

That is all.

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Where is Everyone?

So last Wednesday (Halloween) was fucking weird. I went to work at nine, like I always do. Then I have English at 12:10. So I stepped out of work at 11:45, had a cig and went to my English class. There's never anyone in there before my class and the door is always unlocked, so I just hang out and read the assigned pages until class starts, and since I didn't go to class Monday, I wanted to catch the first person in, to get the assigned pages. (We had already covered the poems that were on the syllabus for Weds.)

So anyway, I'm sitting there...No one usually shows up until 12:00...so I wait...

12:02...no none...
12:05...okay?
12:08...wtf?
12:10...Goddamnit...where the fuck is my class?

I go outside to see if there was a note on the door that we weren't meeting, or that the class moved or something. But no. Nothing. So gathered up my shit. Checked the classroom next door. Not my class. Checked the library. Nope. Checked the computer labs. Nothing. The thing that really bugged me was that not even a single person showed up. Considering that there are like 20 students in that class, and about 7 show up every day. The rest come and go. So how could I have been the only one that didn't get the message about whateverthefuck happened on Monday?

Anyway, so I went home and was like "yay free time" and I ate a bunch of candy...

THEN...I go to my evening class....Trigonometry at 5:30. The teacher is pretty much never there on time, but sometimes the door is open. The lady that teaches the class across the hall from us opens it. So, the door is open. Light is on. there is a calculator and a folder (filled with all kinds of mysterious teacher-papers) on the front table. So I sit down in my seat, take out all of my stuff...like the good little nerd that I am. Then suddenly, I look at the clock, it's three minutes till class, and there is NO ONE ELSE THERE! AGAIN! And I didn't miss this class Monday, so now I'm really confused. All I could think was that Mercury must be in retrograde, like super serial. Then some dude comes in...

"Uh...did we move?"
"I don't know...did we?"
"I think that's our class across the hall..."
"MOTHERFUCK!"
"Haha, what?"
"This is the second time this has happened to me today."
"Hah."

Douche. This Is why I hate my teachers this semester. They're assholes. IS IT SO MUCH TROUBLE TO LEAVE A NOTE ON THE DOOR?

I was going to include some more interesting stuff, like about my trip to Denton and whatnot, but I'll save those for later, because my fingers are tired from writing all of this mindless dribble. What I will say, though. Is that seeing hippies be chopped up by a guy in a Reagan mask is very funny. And Across The Universe is so FUCKING BADASS. I'm going to go see it again, even though I know I'm gonna cry. I just want to see it one more time on the big screen.

So...Spychic19 recommends Across the Universe and The Tripper. She also requests that teachers put notes on doors if they decide to change when or where their class will meet.

That is all.

Subliminal Advertising

I think this is a damn funny example of subliminal advertising.

Just watch what's going on in the background...



I especially like the second one, where it looks like the barrels are actually coming out of his ass.

*tee-hee*...poop.

OMFG!!!111nudie

It is now an official term. Haha.

111nudie

Ima Buy You A Drank...

"OOwee I'ma take you home wit me,
I got money in tha bank,
shawty what you thank bout dat..."

Oh T-Pain...why? Why Is your music so catchy? Like "Bartender"... I think Avril had a hand in that chorus.

"She made us drinks,
To drink,
We drunk 'em,
And got drunk..."

Though I have to say...I like it. I'll hate on the lyrics, but I'll still play it in my car.
Actually, I listen to The Boxx a lot these days. "Soulja Boy" may seem like the most annoying song ever, but after about the thousandth time you've heard it, it's hard not to like it.
The best hangover music is some good mid-tempo rap. I don't know why. It is just great. Which reminds me. People always talk about hangover food...wtf? I hate eating when I'm hungover, is that just me? Oh my god, it's like a conspiracy.

Bjork Fjork Shjorts

So, I'm going to Denton in a couple of weeks (Yay!). If I have any money when I get back I am going to start working on my "Homebrew" DDR Pad.

I can just feel myself getting nerdier every minute that there aren't drugs in my system. Whatev.

I thought this was funny. I remember being impressed by Pet Shop Boys when I first heard them with Wayne a few months ago. It wasn't until I saw this, however that I really started to get into to them. I know that Flight of The Conchords do some music video parodies on their show, but I found out about this one accidentally on YouTube, and thus began my love for PSB.

This is "Inner City Pressure" by Flight of the Conchords.




My favorite line is:
"No one cares,
No one sympathises,
So You Just stay home and play synthesizers."

Now here's "West End Girls" by Pet Shop Boys.



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