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Summary '05
Wednesday Evening, November 09, 2005
What to say about the last few months. All that anxiety I had about the closing months of school was finally realized in quite the climactic way. Then it all fell apart. Sabrina moved in, all was well. That move in day was interesting, but uneventful. There weren't really any cool newbies to meet (that stayed over an hour before moving out). I oversaw Sabrina's move in, and greeted newbies. I also sat in on Melissa (the RA's) introduction speech that night. The following few weeks were weird. Sabrina and I continued to iron out our problems, slowly but surely, and Chris got closer to graduation. As October went by, Chris started interviewing, and getting ready to graduate. Sabrina and I were doing better than ever, having gotten to the root of her, and my problems. They were very musical months, having taken a few hundred songs off of Chris before he moved out. Then graduation happened. How sad was that crap? Aargh. With Chris gone, the subtle humor I needed in my life was gone. Sabrina and I spent more time together, though. My parents came up to help me clean the room the next weekend. That was so nice of them, I'm so endebtted. I'm endebtted to everyone, really. Anyway, Sabrina and I in my clean room. I enjoyed the life with Sabrina and I just relaxing all the time together. But school still sucked. Economics sucked, but I went from failing to passing with an A somehow. The other classes weren't too bad, but computer classes stopped challenging me. I did a lot of work on my website in those few months, working it to completion in all aspects that I wanted. Things are winding down now, a lot of my school friends are graduated, and I'm not alone in my room anymore. I got a new roomate, in the form of a new computer student with a penchant for gaming. I've been pretty bored in the last weeks, though. With my website finished, I've found myself improving my web development skills by sitting in the newbie's web development class, teaching myself the finest details of CSS and XHTML. So, basically, not a lot has changed, despite a lot of things changing. I've been more clingy to my teachers lately, though. I guess I'm actually at the point again where I find my skills impressive. I guess it only gets better from here. And now, for our regularly scheduled blog:
Backpeddling
Sunday Evening, November 13, 2005
So... this weekend, Sabrina and I progressed backwards a bit. But, as usual, things are just fine once again, but for how long I don't know. The stress at school really affects her in strange ways, and I know I don't act normal up here. But anyway, the weekend was nice. I saw Rachel friday night, which owned like crazy. It's so sad that I don't get to see her more often. She's been so busy lately, and I've been at school. A lot has happened in both of our lives since we last saw each other, we had a lot to get caught up on. And we did. How nice. I "fixed" her computer, but who knows for how long. Anyway, Saturday, Sabrina came over. Nice day, in the end. That night, I took her home, then went to pick my dad up from poker night at my Aunt Mary's house. First time driving on a tiny country road at night. Did well. In fact, on the way to dropĂSabrina off, there was a deer in the middle of 201 (a road for the inoblivious) and I stopped, and didn't hit it. Awesome me. Anyway, I picked up my drunk father (he had been drinking Cruxian Rum Cream, which he now loves since his vacation to St. Croix last month) and went home. During the ride, I finally got to listen to the CDs I burned for the car. They own so hard. I forgot how much video game techno I had on the one CD. Wow. I digress. This morning, I woke up to darkness. I fell asleep to the bluegrass music channel, woke up to slience. The power went out. Shortly thereafter, my sister started moving her stuff in. She's coming back home, I guess. I guess she doesn't realize how lucky she was to finally have a foot up on having her own established life, but she can't keep stable enough company to do so effectively. I hope I do well when faced with such a situation. But, then, I watched the Patriots kill the Dolphins and headed off to Walmart to get my stuff for school the following week. More music in the car. Woot. I've really been enjoying driving lately. I want a car, but I know it's just not in the cards yet. Sigh. Who knows what my future holds. I got my stuff together, took a really fast shower, just in time for Kenny to show up to pick me up. We met Sabrina and them at Walmart (har har, again) and then packed up their stuff and left. I spent some time in Sabrina's room, then some random girl showed up and started talking to us, so I just decided I was tired and wanted to get my stuff together in my room. Really, I just came back to play some Madden, which I had the urge to do all last week. Played 4 games, won 2. Not bad for my crappy ass custom team. I've got school in 5 hours. Guess I'll close my eyes for a few before then. G'night, all. Good to be back.
Big Oops
Monday Evening, November 14, 2005
BIG oops today. I was up looking at anime images until 4am. I fail. And yet, I woke up this morning with that sort of feeling where you wake up just fine, but then... you know that in an hour, you won't be able to see straight. So I stayed home. I slept until 2 pm. Am I worthless yet? So, I woke up, did a sweep of /c/ and 2chan's wallpaper sections, checked Channel9 forums, and Google News. During that, Corey got back from school. I talked with him a while, then got some chicken patties. I wasted some time playing Madden, then got a shower. I headed to Sabrina's room, but she was going to eat, so I played another game of Madden, and then spent an hour or so with her. I got back after people invaded the room and started talking to her. I played a crap load more Madden, and looked up yet more anime. Madden got me frustrated, and the anime didn't help me. It just reminded me of all that I want, and what can't happen. And that I see what could be another sad example of how people can disrespect themselves to such a silly extent. People who I've always admired in a strange sort of "doing that which I can't" thing. I contemplated getting into better shape after I graduate. Start running or something. I'd like to start swimming again, but I can't afford that. I can't afford anything. And leeching sucks. But, anyway, the sounds of who's flags have been taken echoing in my brain, I go to sleep. G'night, all.
Thought Not Throat
Tuesday Evening, November 15, 2005
Another day behind me. Another day I won't have to worry about school, possibly ever again. I love it. But at the same time, I'm fed up with school more than ever. I woke up and walked to school with Sabrina as usual. I have a Psychology test tomorrow at 8 AM and I have none of the notes. Figures. I shouldn't have missed those days, I deserve to fail Psychology. Especially since I didn't turn in my research project topic paragraph. I did two Visio layouts in Network Security. What a waste of my and the group's time. But at least they look perfect. Three more cut/paste jobs and they'll be Ăone to spec. I did my informational speech in public speaking today. I did it on the Sony BMG rootkit spyware controversy. I didn't elaborate as I wanted to because my brain froze, as it usually does. I'm a moronic, but good, public speaker. Got back to the dorms, ate, debated politics (I loathe politics and all the ignorance it breeds) online with someone I don't even know, then I took Sabrina to the library. She's so awesome. Heh. I read a book on cryptology while she browsed the fantasy books, as expected. After that, we came back to the dorms and just hung out for a while. Her roomate was watching some strange movie and we ended up watching it as well. More Madden ensued after that, along with some eating, and I watched The Shadow with my roomate. Sabrina decorated her room up, and it looked nice just before we went to the building lobby to watch Law and Order: SVU. What a depressing episode. This new season is bad with that sort of thing. So, it got me in one of those really, really sour bad moods. I'm still in it, having played a few rounds of Madden since. I think too much while playing that game. I hate the weather change on so many levels. But at least we had this one last nice day, right? ...right?
Edit: As an afterthought, women are completely insane. They lack the very base logical brain structure. Which sucks because men have it, but are entirely too narrowsighted to use it. I wish I could be the proper mix of the opposing qualities. The best of both worlds, it is to say?