Pneity

Vacation makes for fewer updates. Throughout the last few days, my vacation grinded to a halt, and a lot of the same old things happened. Sabrina, pool, fun, Law & Order: SVU, etc.. Let's skip right to today. Sabrina stayed over last night, we stayed up late talking, as usual. We woke up ungodly early, and I got ready to go back to the dorms. My mom had to take me early, and go to work. A painful goodbye to Sabrina when we dropped her off at home, then we took down a busy Wal Mart. We left for school. When we got there, we unloaded the groceries into a cart, that happened to be manned by my classmates, helping the few students starting school tomorrow move in. Those poor shmucks. Anyway, once I said my goodbyes to my mom, I set to get busy. I cleaned the bathroom, my drawers and my closet. Feels better having that all orgainzed. I also categorized my unassociated computer hardware. Outlook good. Randy invited me to go watch fireworks. Which we did. Chris got back shortly before Randy decided to leave for the Point. I met his parents. Finally. We waited what seemed like forever to see the fireworks. We were standing right by the river, on the windward side of the huge fountain, meaning we were getting very wet from the mist of the fountain in the wind. Randy and I weaved through the crowd to find the glow stick salesman. That was actually very fun. He's a funny guy. Fireworks were amazing, and I was sad that I passed up the opportunity to see them with Sabrina. But what is done can't be undone, and I hope for another opportunity in the coming years to rectify that mistake. While watching the fireworks, I'm guessing there was a half mentally retarded man behind me shouting "God bless the red, white, and blue." and I started thinking of how many countries have flags that are red, white, and blue. God Bless the Confederacy, indeed! Or better yet, Australia, or some off South American country while we're at it. Anyway, I don't like July 4th because it's a time where drunk peopleĂcelebrate the rich cultural heritage of our ancestors blowing the hell out of some French people in some old war. Good to know we celebrate the deaths of hundreds of people in such a beautiful show of explosions. Way to go, USA. Better yet, let's celebrate the fact that with that same outlook, we have alienated half the world, and are furthering ourselves from any chances of peace. While I admit that others are guilty of their evil ways, but so are we. Fighting and wars is so pointless. Let's put the measuring tape away. We know how big our country's dick is for God's sake. Bleh. Such a beautiful show, a positive outcome of pyrotechnics. I don't know... perhaps this whole outlook makes me unamerican, but I'd be much more worried about the rednecks toting their Confederate flags about, while, in the next breath, hailing this country, and loving everything about it. Hipocracy, anyone? Meh. G'night. I have school in the morning.

So, then. I woke up early this morning, got my things together, and headed out to school. Early. I walked in this morning to a new face. My new teacher. I anxiously awaited class to start so I could finally see what I was in for for the next 5 months. I was rather disappointed. Her teaching style is so radically different from what I'm used to... I may just have to teach myself Network Administration. Somehow. The four thick as hell books should be a good start. The programming students have two books, and one of them is small. Oh, well. I still have Mr. C for two classes a day, if only for what would normally be my least favorite class, SQL Server. It's also the only chance I have to catch up with my old programming friends. Things are so different at Bradford now. It hurts. Meh. Word is getting around that I had two hot girls in my room last night. I guess while Hobson was spreading that story, he neglected to mention that all they wanted was to use the oven. Meh. Internet worked when I got back to the dorm. Good to have this server up again. My Fedora installation is crapping on itself, with graphical glitches and the like. I hope to actually get things done tomorrow. For now, I need sleep. g'night.

Victoly! Meh. My brain melted today in school. The first three hours of classes were mind numbingly boring, as is to be expected. After those, however, I got too tired to keep awake through SQL class. I'm behind in that already thanks toĂmy freakin' luck with my laptop. But anyway, I got back to the dorms and reinstalled Fedora Core on my laptop. I then did all the research I could to see how to get mp3 support, Windows Fonts, partition file access, and most importantly, ndiswrapper instructions for getting my wireless internet to work through Linux. I succeeded in all but the partition... root permissions thing. Which isn't too much to worry about, I guess. I've stayed up way too late tonight for how tired I am, as it's now 3 AM. Three hours of sleep, and another long day ahead of me. How much longer will I keep this up?

Another day of school. I arrived a bit early, and what a stressful day it was. We worked on the lab assignment given to us yesterday that we didn't find out today that we were going about it all wrong. We couldn't get answers from our teacher, which was very frustrating. I hate school now. I have to go in every morning knowing that I won't learn anything and will be doing arbitrary assignments that hold no weight in what we're supposed to be learning. The amount of ambiguity of these assignments is mind boggling, too. I never knew that it could be this painful to do an assignment. Then today, she gave us two more. I was real excited about that. Anyway, classes continued, and I'm even further behind in SQL Server because of those damned virtual machines. Meh. At the end of the school day, I played DDR. For a dollar, I got two games. Two credits already in the machine. Sweet. Unfortunately, I played on the first pad, which I found out, is broken, and I failed some things I don't think I should have failed. The second game was an accident, I hit the wrong green button. I wanted to switch pads, but no. Meh. I got back to the dorms, set Linux up for use. I solved all my usability problems except one new one. My firefox Flash plugin is buggy as crap, and without Media Player Classic at my disposal, I'm in a tough spot for flash movies anyway. But at least my network drives are mapped properly. I ate a Subway sandwich I had been craving after school, then I took a nap. Woke up to spaghetti, then went for a long walk around Duquesne campus. It's been so nice out at night recently. I hope this keeps up, though, I wouldn't mind some rain. I get to go home tomorrow. Sure beats the hell out of going to school. I have the strongest urge to drop out of school now, but I know I could never get away with a rash move like that. My life turns out funny enough without me making weird decisions like that. I guess if I keep thinking that I only have about 5-6 months left, I can suffer through the misery. Not one second of the day has gone by without me thinking about wanting to get out of school, as I'm sure I've mentioned so often in the last few weeks, you're all getting sick of hearing it. I'm tired, but not tired enough to sleep. My body tells my brain to sleep, but the brain is too sharp to sleep. Sucks. G'night.

Pretty miserable day. Started out bad, I was tired. Didn't want to go. SQL Quiz convinced me to go. School sucked so much harder than usual. I could have cried if not for the shutdown pranks they were pulling all day in the computer lab. I left school, having gotten little done, then went back to the dorms. I played 9 songs of DDR with Jimm after school, and on the sweaty way home, I caught up to Kim and we talked on the way back to the dorms. She walks fast. I didn't do much at the dorms before my sister rushed me home. I got home, my dad was puddying/painting/restoring the ugliest piece of furnature ever to grace my house. The ugly yellow dresser. He kicked butt, too. It was practically unrecognizable afterwards. Sabrina came over after work, and we had a nice time watching Law and Order: SVU as usual. I enjoy that so much. Not so much the morbid stories of rape and murder, but spending time with her. I got mad at her when she said she was fat. I was enfuriated by that. Girls always fail when it comes to self image. They are either way to premiscious with their bodies, and carry themselves a bit trashily, or they carry themselves completely wrong because they think they are somehow inferior. Especially Sabrina. I wish she could see what I do. It seems like such a waste not to appreciate what you have, you know? Men are so much more comfortable with themselves for the most part, I think. Anyway, that just set off a series of bad news things. According to my sister, and the game of 20 questions we played on the way back from school, my mom thought she walked in on Sabrina and I, which really confused me since we're completely abstinent. While talking to my mom, I also found out that pretty much everyone in my family has been in the hospital or I have all these distant acquaintances dying. Then I got the news of my life long friend and his younger brother, who has always been like a little brother and among the closest of my friends. Last weekend, I found out that the younger one snuck out of his house to a party mostly consisting of people he didn't know. Then, they later found out the older brother went with him. The older one has become distant from me in recent years because he caught up with the redneck moron crowd at the pool. The younger brother is taking the same route now, which he always swore to me he wouldn't do. Anonymous parties, snuff, and alcohol are the things I always told him I'd never forgive him for. He's staying that route. I have never hit a person with intent to harm them, or rather, I have never hit someone with anger behind it. But, I must say, I feel like kicking the crap out of him for lying to me all this time. And feeling that strongly makes me feel even worse about myself since I try to maintain a logical, neutral standpoint on things like that. Perhaps I'm no better. So, yeah... the world is going to hell. Just waĂching the news hurts. Thank god I don't have TV at the dorms or I'd have probably further given up on the world by now. There isn't much left for me to be happy about at the time. I want to graduate, I want to start my life, I want to keep close to my family and friends, and I want to continue to be a reasonable person. Tonight, for the first time in recent memory, I'm mad at things. I'm just plain mad. At Sabrina's comments about herself, about my friends' and family's views on Sabrina and I, about my close friends' recent shenanigans, the condition of my education, and especially the condition of the world. Another thing I've come to terms with is another thing I'm truly angry about... waste. I absolutely hate people who waste the infinite opportunities that lay before them. Spoiled children with infinite education opportunities, and millionaires who drive others down just to hoarde more for themselves or that don't use their resources for positive gain of not only themselves but of others. I'm an angry person now. Some might even say I'm being emo. But dammit, it's how I feel. It may pass, it may grow stronger. Whatever happens, I don't like it. I'm sick of being patient. I want to draw.

Advanced warning: Situations poorly written this weekend. Interesting day. Woke up really late. Dad was already at it painting more furnature. Ate a bite, then Sabrina's family picked me up and we headed to the mall. Fun stuff. We headed for the arcade when I noticed that Sabrina wasn't feeling well. She sat around quietly while Cassie and I played DDR. I changed my money for some lower bills when the guy working there asked me about DDR. Didn't think too much more of it, but the DDR that followed was very fun. I even played a round with the guy working there. He's damn good at it, too. I even looked dumb when he got an extra stage, and I picked Bag not knowing you couldn't speed mod the extra stage. I guess I need a lot of work with DDR, both in reading arrows, and how to play with others. Playing alone, and playing with someone of equal skill is a bit pointless in the social spirits of DDR. We ended up talking for a good while about general geekyness. He was an impressive person, one of the cooler geeks I've ever met, and I know far too many. I reinforced the fact that I magneticallĂ talk to other geeks when my girlfriend is around, which completely omits her from any conversation. Oh, well, I guess. She says she doesn't care. Anyway, we went back to her house and ate. We looked at child pictures of their family almost all night, along with me checking her computer to see if installing Linux on it were a possible goal. And it is. Heh, I hope partitioning goes right. I'd hate to nuke her Windows partition like I did my own all those months ago. I left there around 1AM, strangely enough. Came home, and about an hour later, my dad got back from my aunt's. My dog was so happy to see him, I laughed because she was making this strange whining noise from being so happy to see him. Tomorrow, I go back to school. Tomorrow, I go back to those mind-numbingly retarded classes I've been having. I have to remember not to forget those papers so I won't be suspended from classes. Lawl! I almost hope I do, but I can't allow myself to do that. Too many people would be inconvenienced in that case.

Uneventful milestone day. Started as any other. Had trouble waking up at noon, Sabrina stopped by before work. We watched Mallrats, and she went on her way. I spent the rest of the day pacing the floor, waiting for my mom to wake up to take me back to school. I hate idle Sundays at home. She eventually woke up and asked Casey to take me, and she agreed, if she could take me later. And she did. I spent the rest of the day being bored, watching TV. Airplane! was on, so I watched it. I love that movie. May be one of my favorites. I even got a power nap before leaving. Got my stuff together, as usual, and we headed off. Upon return, Chris was absorbed in video games. I unpacked my stuff and got on the computer. I decided to stay up all night. It's 5 AM now, but I'm submitting and getting another power nap before a tiring day of school tomorrow. Over the night, I browsed 4 Chan, as I normally do when bored, and more importantly, I browsed the contents of my very old Geocities and Tripod webspace. Both were pages I made freaking ages ago, so they had to be removed. I was a moron. But now, all the stupid crap is gone, and all that remains is a redirection page, and any files that are significant to me. Some interesting things were found. Old EyesOn signatures, as well as the .mp3 Franklin and I recorded while playing Tetris at my house (probably late 2001 if I'm keeping score right), and a .zip file containing my old icons I designed. Exciting stuff, I've got to say. My plan for tomorrow is interesting. If I go to school, I'll go, sleep as long as I can afterwards, then reinstall Linux on my webserver, and set it up to be a real server, unlike the arbitrary Win2kServer setup I'm running off of now. I'm in the mood for some hardcore networking. As well as some website redesigning. We'll see how things go. I'll be off for the night. Can't hold myself up too long. My back hurts, this folding chair isn't exactly ergonomically correct. G'night.

The goal of the last two days has been to port my website over to Linux, rather than Server 2000. Complete and utter disaster, I'm afraid. Crap is configured, but there is no wireless support. Drivers are installed for my wireless card, hardware is found, but it just won't connect. Worked once on my laptop, but not for my ancient piece of crap server. I even tried to take it into the next room and hook it directly to the router, which also failed for reasons I'm not willing to look into. Meh. I fail. ndiswrapper wins again. Took a test in Server 2000 configuration today. I hate that class, as I owned the test. Not like I haven't already experimented with all the subject matter anyway. My prime target is Linux these days, but it always just laughs at me. Oh, well. I skipped school yesterday just so I wouldn't have to deal with another day, but I went today and realized that I missed nothing anyway. I have support in my cause to remedy the current issues, but do I have the means? I'm too insignificant to get things changed, especially when everyone around me is so lax and doesn't care. Though, Dave flipping out during the laĂ we did today was entertaining. And for something completely different, Shaun of the Dead was a hilarious movie, if a bit sad at parts. I don't know how to place that movie in the spectrum of comedy. I slept after school, and woke up to a thunder storm. I enjoyed watching it, but by the time it was night out, it was over, so the coolest part was during the day. What a shame. Going to sleep soon, and I hope the nap I got earlier can keep me up during school tomorrow. I need time to think about commends I made a few days ago on this thing. It's how I truly feel, but I need to figure my own reasoning on this one. I downloaded some new Stepmania mixes, most of which sucked. The Legend of Bag indeed. Bah. I leave you tonight with Vadertrix.

What could be less significant than this day? Very little, I can think of. The saying Bradford Blows has never been so painfully true. I have no urge to wake up and go to school anymore. This morning, I decided that sitting here and learning "She's an Angel" by They Might Be Giants on guitar was more important than making it to school on time, so I was about 20 minutes late. Met Brandon at the entrance to Station Square. Funny, no? Anyway... Class was boring. Jimm and I played Stepmania just about the whole time, and we continued to learn nothing. At the beginning of SQL class, Mr. C got slightly impatient with the new networking teacher. At which I played the "wryyyyy" flash movie. Mr. C later told me how inappropriate it was. But what else is new. I'm always doing that sort of stuff in class. The lack of learning has slackened my focus and dicipline. I'm slipping up in places I'd have never dreamed I would before. Playing Stepmania in class, wearing my fedora in class, yelling things while Mr. C teaches. I've even caught myself saying things very uncharacteristic to myself. I need to pay a bit more attention to what I'm doing, it seems. I slept most of the day, woke up around 9 to eat, and now, 12:30 AM, I'm going back to sleep. I want to go out for a walk, but I'm wearing sweat pants, and have no pockets to carry my ID and keys. Sleep it is. It sucks having nothing to do at the dorms. I just sit here and browse 4chan in my spare time rather than doing something productive. I lost all my motivation when my server failed to connect wirelessly yet again yesterday. The ebb and flow of productivity that Hobson and I are caught up in is pretty viscious. I want my motivation back, but then, I have nothing to use it on. I'm bored, it seems. Sleep is my only option. G'night.

Edit: I have been up a few more hours, couldn't sleep. But now I can't stop listening to "She's An Angel". Aargh.

Last night, I stayed up all night. A night of 4Chan and conversations with Rachel. Was it worth it? Sure. I slept all day and I wasn't getting tired anyway. 4Chan was particularly entertaining anyway with the Penny Arcade drama happening, even though the length they took it to was pretty disgusting. Anyway, school sucked, but I didn't get tired until the second hour of SQL Server (Last period). I even played DDR after school. I did pretty good, too. As well, I did the dishes after all that. That's when I crashed. At 4:00, I went into a six hour coma. I woke up to 50 First Dates and mushy turkey sandwiches. Could have been worse, of course. Haha. Tried going back to sleep, and I failed, so I went to talk to Hob for a while. After that, I built my monthly newegg computer and dreamed about actually having money to buy something as awesome as I priced. So much for that. At least for a while. Meh. I debated with Pascal why he shouldn't go to school tomorrow with sharpie writing on his face. He wants to cause a ruckus for tomorrow since a video crew is coming in and filming a promotional video for Bradford Schools. I don't get why everyone's trying to start these holy wars against the Bradford administration. Yes, the administration sucks, but beyond tĂat, you've got to think about how frivolous it is in the end. We're dispensable now that we've paid for our last semester at the school. Disposable garbage. They treat us like crap and we just keep coming back for more. I'm sick of it. My classes are bull and I want to go home. But I can't quit this late into things. I guess fate has finally delivered the blow that tells me that I shouldn't have taken the easy way out and gone to a two year school. A note to anyone facing that decision: go to a real school. There's a lot more extraneous stuff, but it makes you better in the end. It may cost more, but it's better to pay for a good service than pay half as much for something completely pointless. Sleep time. I might get an hour.

Friday... eew. I went to school two hours late. I missed nothing. After being utterly sick of school for the week, I needed to blow off some steam. So I spent $5 on DDR. I was having a great time, sweating like crazy, and I probably looked ridiculous. I don't usually like to spend money on nothing like that, but I think it was nice. Anyway, I didn't get back to the dorms until 3:00 PM. I found out that my sister was waiting at the dorms for an hour or so to pick me up. Of all the days she could show up early, it was that one. Anyway, she wasn't too far out of town, so she turned back and got me. She was yelling loud over the phone, and I was really angry in response, and I wasn't even in the mood to go home anymore. But I got ready to leave, waiting for an hour long bitching from my sister. Fortunately for me, she brought along a younger cousin of ours, so she was quiet the whole time. I got back home, lounged for a while before calling Sabrina and iĂviting her for the night. I fell asleep during the second episode of Law and Order: SVU. She left right afterwards. Then Saturday came. Today, if you will. What a rollercoaster day. My driver's test appointment was at 9, so I got ready and went. I was angry all morning for failing even before I took the test. During the test, I was naturally nervous, and I screwed a lot of things up, but passed anyway. I plotted breaking the news to loved ones in cruel ways. For example, I told my dad I failed, threw the car keys down on the couch, then said "they even gave me this thing on the way out" and showed him my new license. I called Sabrina shortly after breakfast and told her I failed and that we'd be by shortly to pick her up. My parents sent me to Walmart to get cameras for the Reunion that was today, and to pick up Sabrina. Walmart was creepy because I was alone. Truly. I loved it. Heh. Made me want even more to be on my own in life. Anyway, I picked up the cameras, then I went to Sabrina's. I parked the car in a nearby parking lot. We walked to the car, and when she went to get into the back seat, I told her, "no, get in the passenger's seat." Before she did, she gave me quite the priceless look. One of mixed surprise, joy, and anger. I loved it. Anyway, she beat me up when we got in the car, then went back home to go to the Stewart Reunion at the Flatwoods pavillions. On top of that, Sabrina and I both won door prizes. Two out of five of the prizes isn't too bad. Haha. Good stuff. Good times were had, if a bit boring. Then I brought out the guitar. We were playing some good music, but the old music crowd just wouldn't stop asking me to play the song I sang when I was about ten. Not only that, but I suck at singing and doing so in front of all those people really hurt my perfectist ego. No matter if they were cheering me on or not, I didn't think it was good enough. I borked most every song I played even the ones I played with the others. I borked Hotel California, and fortunately for me Todd and Floyd were there to back me up. Meh. After that, I was in a bad mood and we ended up just standing around until about 8 PM. Then I drove my dad, Sabrina, and my distant cousin Kayla to my aunt's house for the after-party party. We just sat around and watched Law and Order, O Brother Where Art Thou, and played with the kittens from the barn. Cute little things, but it took some cold hard logic to convince Sabrina that taking one home doesn't make sense since she's going to school in a month. We dropped her off, then went home. I ate meatloaf, and now am going to bed. I've had much too long of a day. G'night.

Today was pretty generic. Woke up early this morning for a brief moment. Long enough to hear my parents talking about the factioning of my family, the day after the family reunion, of all things. Anyway, I slept a few more hours after that. When I woke up, my brother and his friends were over on the computer. We all ate eggs and bacon. Mmm... I was craving that bacon for weeks. I greatly enjoyed that, then played some Stepmania. While playing stepmania (a 4 song nonstop course, of all things), I got an intestinal cramp and felt sick. Not even a minute later, my mom and girlfriend get back from my sister-in-law's baby shower. I spend the first ten minutes of my last day of the week with my girlfriend being... er... sick in the bathroom (the internet need not know the size, shape, and color of my bowels.). Afterwards, I felt a lot better. We ended up watching the first two Austin Powers movies. I fell asleep during the second one, I was really tired. About an hour after leaving, I remembered that we didn't have to sit inside all day now that I have my license. What a load of crap. Anyway, I dropped Sabrina off at home, and we headed for Pittsburgh. Caught up with everything I missed on the internet, and compared computer price builds with Hobson. I want that computer I made so bad I can taste it. Having an expensive hobby is an annoyance. Tired, sleepy time. G'night.

Have you ever woke up in the morning from a wonderful sleep only to face a day you know won't be worth experiencing. This was one of those. I was 20 minutes late to school again. And of course, there was no problem with that. I even finished my test about the same time everyone else did. My classes are a joke. And of course, on top of the crap I have to go through in classes, I might not even get the chance to stick around. The financial aid department at Bradford is screwing around with me, and my loans are being denied. I'm in a tight spot. I hope to God that all gets resolved. I hate being from such a poor family. I can't say I'd have had it any other way growing up, because I'm sure it made me how I am today, but it sure makes things hard for me now. I need to stop browsing Newegg. It's going to cause me to explode, I know it. Today, I developed a nervous twitch in the inside of my eye, right by my nose. I can tell it's a nervous twitch, because it happened after my meeting with the financial aid department, going back to class after second period, and during a few DDR songs this evening (only when I did bad and it got me mad). I don't know what will become of that, but I hope it's not a sign of being overstressed. Meh. It's 2 AM, and I've slept all day already. Might as well get 4 more hours. G'night?

The other night, I didn't get enough sleep, and I'm completely fed up with school. I skipped school yesterday. I slept until 1 PM. I took a nap around 5, slept a few more hours. I got an hour and a half of sleep last night. I was up all night for no reason. I've got nothing done, and I am completely wasting my timeĂ

Whoa. I went to school 10 mintues late today, and it was mediocre, as usual. I can say that our new teacher is trying hard enough to teach us, even though things still aren't right. I looked up Longhorn screenshots all day in class. I'm excited for it to be released. When I got back to the dorms, I fell asleep listening to music. Slept from about 1:30 PM to 10:00 PM. Now, at 11 PM, I'm going back to freaking sleep. G'night.

I stayed up all night. I couldn't get to sleep. My body was tired enough to stop working, but my brain has slept too much lately, and I was way too alert. So I stayed up all night. Probably wouldn't have stayed up all night, but I had a goal. I arranged about 95% of my mp3s in 5 hours. I have some overlooked ones to do later today, but after that I'll be completely done. Rock on, I say. It's nice to finally have finished that scary job. I dreaded it for months. Now, it's done. Yay. I pruned a lot of it, and I now have more concentrated amount of music I actually like. I dropped about 1000 mp3s. Wicked awesome, if you ask me. Bleh, time to finish getting ready for school. Have a good day, everyone.

What a day. Not. These entries get shorter and shorter as my life gets less and less interesting. I'm in a dry spot. My days consist of waking up, coming back to the dorms, going to sleep, staying up most of or all night. Meh. School was sure interesting, though. Second period, our teacher left. She must have thought it was third period. As I stated in my MySpace thread on Bradford School as a response:

"In previous topics, I have talked about how terrible out networking classes are and how miserable the teacher is. However, after what I saw today (she left class an hour early), I can safely assume there is no way this will be a permanent situation. In fact, if I have to start a freaking holy war against the administration, I will."

Yes, I'm rebelling now. Holy war will begin tomorrow if things don't change. I'm sick of wasting my money on sitting in class watching Celebrity Jeopardy parodies. Walked home from school, and as I started across the Smithfield bridge, it started raining. I was enjoying the thought of a walk in the rain, as DDR got me all hot and sweaty, but then I remembered the laptop in my backpack and I stopped by a building's enterance to stay dry until the rain passed. After school, I slept a few hours. Woke up and Chris decided to drink the bottle of vodka he was going to drink over the weekend. I guess he was having a bit too much fun and took it down too fast. Stress has interesting effects on people. Anyway, he's been feeling real ragged, and after helping him to bed, things have quieted down significantly. Good news to report, 304 has furnature again. Ready for the newbies. I finished categorizing my mp3s, 4022 of 'em. I may have to clean out the game music folders a touch, but things look beautiful now. The tagging went swiftly and stylish. I just 'flooded

Where to begin. Friday was interesting. I stayed up most of the night Thursday night, then went into school two hours late simply to witness the Windows Longhorn press release from Microsoft detailing the name of their next Windows operating system. Windows Vista, anyone? Feh. Went to school, went back to the dorms, got ready real quick, went home. Before we left, I switched the "emo Tom" picture I've been hosting on my webserver for the people on MySpace to the 4chan favorite "shitting dick nipples." Anyway, I forgot my financial aid papers, so we had to turn right around about 5 minutes later and come back to get those. Then, we really went home. I was plotting to do something that night, but it never actually happened. Sabrina came over and we spent the night together. It's nice, now that I have my license, I can take her home as late as I want. At around midnight, we got into a deep, theological discussion. It's funny, as different as Sabrina and I are religiously, we share so many of the same ideas. I think, in the end, that's why we get along so well. Around 1:30 AM, I took her home, but on the way there, I got the genius idea that we had nowhere to be in a hurry, so we should stop at Denny's. So we did. Denny's freaking owns, but I would have preferred an IHOP. Haha. Anyway, the food and company at Denny's was excellent. Afterwards, I took her home. I went home, fell asleep while watching The Tick. I love that show, and hadn't seen it on since I was a kid. How exciting. The next day, Sabrina came over once again, and we spent a quiet day alone. Watched some SVU and other TV, and just generally had a nice day. I made dinner, too. I'm such a college student. We ate freaking hot dogs and macaroni and cheese. I, of course, loved it. I wonder if she did, though. Haha. Anyway, after the day ended, I took her home. We ran into a road block near Fayette City, and we had to take all sorts of backroads just to get an eighth of a mile down the main road. Belle Vernon has a retarded layout, I think. Anyway, I got her home, and failed to get lost on the way back home. Went home, fell asleep around 4 AM. This brings us to today. I woke up late. 3 PM late. Which made me feel pretty worthless. I hate doing that when I'm at home. Anyway. Jason called me from the pool wanting me to come down. I hate the pool this year, so I denied. Sabrina got off work at 4, and when she got to my house,ĂI was in the shower. After that, we watched The Replacements and part of The Waterboy. Uneventful day, and Sabrina wasn't feeling well. A glorious crappy day to end out a near perfect weekend. Feh. Now, I'm back at school. My nervous twitch came back earlier today. Makes sense. I don't want to be here, but what can I do about it? Meh. I wake up in three hours. G'night.

What a day? I was, once again, 20 minutes late for school. I took two tests, kicked their butts, but I missed a question that was improperly asked. I was right, and she acknowledged that, but only gave me half points for it. Whereas, someone else in the class got full credit for a random answer he guessed, and guessed wrong. Aargh, she's retarded. I was furious after the third period and almost walked out of school. Financial aid screwed me around some more shortly thereafter, making my life that much better. Anyway, if it's one thing I learned today, it's that 321 Stars is a very funny song. Jimm AA'd it on Stepmania, and the result of comboing the entire song on heavy was a 321 combo. Ha! 321 Stars has 321 arrows. Wouldn't you know it, I still can't manage to AA that song. Jimm and I played a round at the arcade after school, too. I got straight 'D's on every song we did, but I guess it didn't help that I was feeling dizzy all day. What a terrible feeling. I played DDR, of course, because there was a 20 minutes storm in Pittsburgh today during the time I got out of class. I can't walk home in the rain with my laptop. Bummer. When I got back to the dorms, I intarwebbed for a few minutes, then passed out to sleep. I slept a few hours, but woke up to sign up for Dave's air hockey tournament and send him some music and Celebrity Jeopardy episodes. That was fun, and it got me out of my room, so I can't complain. I may start internet DJing with them as well. How exciting is that? Well, that'll be it out of me. G'night.

Hey, I woke up this morning, went to school. It was hell, as usual. Sounding familiar? Thought so. Anyway, after school, it looks like Jimm and I will be playing a daily DDR game with a hardcore song set: A, 321 Stars, Bag. I sweated like crap after that, and stayed at Station Square just to cool off a while. Went outside, started sweating immediately again. This humidity won't go away. It's been over a month of this unending humidity. With the added bonus today of being well over 90°. I slept after school, as usual. Woke up around 7, started downloading Photoshop CS2 (Version 9) to try it out, see how it is. No better than 7, I say. I wasted the CD burning it, I think. I went to Dave's air hockey tournament today. I got creamed in the first round 10-1 by Hobson. I'll never figure out what happened there, so I choose just not to think about it. What a waste. Came back to the dorms, tagged the mp3s I got from Randy yesterday, found some great music in it. Now, I'm tired. G'night, all, and happy birthday to my roomate, Chris.

Late to school yet again. I don't even freaking care, right? Dave flipped on our teacher today, so we gathered a lynch mob against her, but went to the administration with our problem. They redirected things to Mr. C, as expected. They've been meeting to see what can be done about things. I hope a resolution can come as soon as possible. I learned very little today, but while she rambled about installing an ftp server for Fedora, I let it go that Fedora Core 4 comes with one, and you don't need to do anything to install it. Not that we already know how to install programs in Linux. When things came down to the hard part of the FTP server, she stopped instructing us. It's crap. SQL Server wasn't so much as a class as it was a forum to detail our problems and discuss what can be done on the student level. What's our temporary solution? A coup d'etat. We're going to read the chapters she's trying to teach us, then bypass her completely by teaching each other what to do. Makes sense. Tomorrow, I have to get caught up in SQL, too. The current pace of classes has made me fall grossly behind in that class. Meh. After a sweaty walk home (as is normal now), I slept. I didn't do SQL work, I didn't do the dishes. I slept. At 8, I woke up almost instinctivly to play football. I ate a bologna sandwich before going, and surprisingly enough, it was beautiful out. A bit humid, but the breeze was wonderful, and it wasn't even hot out. The game was 7 on 7. Pretty hardcore playing, and I made a few awkward looking saves and plays. Bounced 3 passes off my shoulder. I need to learn how to catch a football all over again, it seems. After the game, I walked back with Hobson, talking about those annoying little games women play with their pointless subtlity. Got back to the dorms, immediately went to the shower, turned on the cold water full blast. That was the most refreshing shower I've ever taken. Now, I'm not doing anything again. Oh, fun. Meh, I'm going to sleep now. G'night.

It's 5 AM. I stayed up all night for no reason at all. What the hell is wrong with me lately. I'm really tired, I've got a headache, my back, neck and ankle hurt, and I'm facing another day of school, where I either learn nothing, or fall behind. I don't feel or look healthy. Why can't I follow a pattern better? Wake up at 6:30, go to school on time, come back to school, do work and relax until 11 PM, go to sleep, Ăepeat, instead of this random sleep/eating bull. I'm not being very health€‚y. No pattern in my life, I haven't eaten well in a while, and I never get out and do anything anymore. I'm tired of this. I'm sick of repeating myself, but I am. I want to get out of here. Everyone says "5 more months," but I can't handle another 5 months. I want to go home now. Enduring this has been a pain beyond anything I would have ever imagined. I hope I can prosper. I guess I should be working on SQL, but there is so much to do with redesigning my website. Bah. This school can eat my ass with a spoon (and that's how I honestly feel).

What a day. I went into school suprisingly aware, and surprisingly early. I wasn't in the kind of mood to jerk around the teacher again, so I ended up teaching first period. Second period, I just let slide by, helping anyone who needed me. This Linux class is way too easy. I didn't even go back to class for third period. That crap is just ridiculous. I'm sure she missed me directing her class in the right direction. Bah. SQL came around, and it went well. We had a two hour lab, and I actually did it. Even after the first SQL Query gave me 7 different errors, one of which nobody else had, and it was something completely off the wall. Bah. I played some DDR after school, kicked some butt until The Least 100 Sec., when I got my butt kicked, as expected. That song is hard. I walked home, what a beautiful day it was! This morning was perfect. Not hot, or humid. Even the day was hot, but not humid, so it didn't much matter. When I got back to the dorms, I took a freezing cold shower, hooked up my laptop, and fell asleep until around 10:00 PM. When I woke up, I screwed with the network for a while, and I ended up swapping around all the IPs on my network, so I got my favorite IP back (192.168.1.96) from Chris. My webserver was down for approximately 3 hours because of the firewall on my router being confused by the IP change. Enough nerd. I started working on my SQL Server work, got about half way through it, then took a walk around Duquesne. Beautiful evening, isn't it? Meh. Tonight, I sat around and waited for 4Chan to hit it's 2000000th post on /b/. And it did, but it was deleted before I could see it for myself. Their server was so bogged down, everything was too slow to load. I got an email from Joey, my best friend through Highschool who is now in the Marines, and he's coming to town on leave in a few weeks. I'm excited to see him again. He owns. Well, I have class in about 4 hours, so I'd better get to sleep. G'night.