Lazy Sunday.

Another eventful weekend for me; Friday a bunch of friends came to visit us and we headed to a party. Ended up not going until midnight so of course once we got to the place there was a banger in progress. The plan was to have me drive and someone else drive my car back to campus, but of course these two little high school girls who came with us were all like OMG IVE NEVER BEEN DRUNKN BEE-4 just couldnt help themselves.. so I had to take responsibility again. One of our good friends had a little too much to drink though, so taking care of him took priority, considering he fell into a ditch trying to pee.

Oh u.

SO after we let him empty his stomach a bit in the bathroom we decide its about time to get our buddy out of there, and as were walking out, the fucking cops are storming the place. I was acting cool and calm , just wanting to get my friend out and avoid anyone getting arrested, but I realized after that I had a water bottle full of vodka in my pocket, which is the oldest trick in the book for concealing alcohol, because vodka looks like water for the most part. But at this huge party where everyone was obviously drinking, all the cops had to do was ask me for the bottle and I couldve been absolutely fucked. Luckily that didnt happen and the cops let us walk out. I think the fact that we were helping a friend get out in one piece showed the cops that we were all being relatively safe. One of them even asked me if we were 'babysitting' him, to which I responded yes.

Problem officer?

Long story short, we got back safely, and although I couldve been arrested, and couldve been stuck without a ride because our original DD couldnt resist peer pressure, and aforementioned annoying high school friends wouldnt shut the fuck up until 6am (got maybe half an hour of sleep), it was a pretty fun night. Saturday everyone went back home because they all live in this state and I sat in my room playing Halo. I was content with it, to be honest. I left the room around 11:30pm to get food, was planning on driving to the calzone place up the street but then I considered burger king. Didnt realize I forgot my wallet until AFTER I ordered, so I ended up speeding out of BK and getting a calzone anyway. But today I've got some reading to do and then the week begins again. I'm basically taking in college life as it comes.

Oh and one more thing, I just recently bought an 80GB iPod classic off eBay for $90. Its a bit scratched up and it has the infamous error 1430, the one that prevents the iPod from syncing with iTunes (which I was aware of when I bought it). I researched the error and found that it can be easily fixed my using my MacBook's disk utility to wipe and reformat the hard drive entirely.

Here's the problem, I've tried fixing the problem through all means of hard drive formatting and firmware downgrading and updating etc. etc. and my final diagnosis is that it needs a hard drive replacement, which could cost me another $130 to repair. It does make the telltale clicking noise that means a busted drive. But before I go to Apple, does anyone else know of a possible fix, preferably something short of cracking the thing open? Any advice would be greatly appreciated. Thanks everyone.

I Sold My Soul to The Open Road.

Been a pretty boring weekend actually, as opposed what Thursdays post said. No parties or anything went down on Friday so roommate and I made a trip to the local shaws to get stuff for his one week fruit and vegetable diet. As a glorified carnivore I couldnt really follow but I think it'll be interesting to see how this turns out. On the plus side we have a pineapple just chillin' in the room. After that we both bought Halo: Reach, or should I say, gave in to the hype of Reach and bought. We played through the entire co-op campaign on normal difficulty that night and continued playing matchmaking until like 3 o'clock in the fucking morning. It is a great game but its already eaten up more of my time then I'd like.

Yes.

Saturday started off pretty typical. Roommate headed out early for hockey etc. etc. leaving me to do whatever. Ended up watching a bit of a movie with a friend (and by friend I mean girl I really like) and kinda just hanging around, really boring. But on a different topic, its starting to get annoying (to me) how nervous I get around this girl. I mean, I always used to be a little edgy around her last year, but not as much as now, I could always keep up conversation but now I'm kind of just standing there being quiet. My hypothesis is the fact that she recently became single at the beginning of the semester and that I feel like have a chance with her... Its also just me being paranoid; I need to learn to stay cool and not be that quiet little kid, too afraid of awkward situations. Its funny how I'm going through this at 19 years old but I guess we all have our trials at some point in life, even if it is a little late.


Reflecting on this and planning to have a raging good week/weekend this time around.

Yea

A quick post before bed.

I need new head phones.. Ive had these amazing bose in ear headphones for a couple years and the left one blew out :/ Luckily I found new ones for like $60 on amazon. The extent of my night was chugging Jagermeister and going to watch Jimi Hendrix videos in the dorm lounge.

I'M A VOODOO CHILE

After that played some card games and watched Jersey Shore (lolololololol) with the homies. Pretty typical night. Tomorrow will be more exciting. Goodnight internet!

A Quote.

“When we have provided against cold, hunger and thirst, all the rest is but vanity and excess.” - Seneca

Mind Eraser, No Chaser

You may think from the title that this post will be about ridiculous partying and waking up in an unknown location, naked. But its really the title of a great song by Them Crooked Vultures that I've recently become obsessed with.




The band consists of Josh Homme and some other guitarist whose name I cant recall, from Queens of The Stone Age, Dave Grohl on drums, and John Paul Jones, the guy who played bass for Led Zeppelin, which is awesome. They have a great sound.

Back on topic though, I'm pretty much used to my 2nd year of college lifestyle; its all sunk in pretty well and I've learned my schedule. It still is a bit strange not living down the hall from all my friends, but I do still see them a lot. Now all I can do is sit back, relax, and enjoy the ride, after I finish that paper.. and reading those twenty pages.. and possibly find a job.. but hey, that's college.

More off topic but sort of on topic since I'm about to play it; Star Wars: Knights of The Old Republic II has sucked up 19 hours and 44 minutes of my time in total. I did finally progress on stupid Nar Shadda; all I has to do was complete more quests. This may sound a bit distressing because I'm in college, but this is spread out over a couple weeks, and I always check for homework I have before firing up the old 'box. Surprisingly, I haven't had as much homework as I thought I would. A decent amount, but less than predicted. It's nice, less stress ya know?

More time for internets.

Relatively short post this time but I'm looking over some materials before my next class, Ethics. Its proven to be a bit confusing, and the Yugoslavian professor, who is very relaxed mind you, hasn't done much to alleviate this confusion. Hopefully I'll get the hang of it.

Summer Teeth.

Let us catch up a bit, starting from Saturday:

My roommate had a hockey game and was gone from about 3:30pm till way later. I pretty much vegged out and played Star Wars: Knights of The Old Republic II (awesome game). But its been kind of frustrating seeing as whenever I get to Nar Shadda, a critical event in the game that progresses the story just never happens, leaving me with nothing to do, and this is the SECOND time its happened.

My face when the game glitched AGAIN.

The last time this happened I restarted the game because there was a certain way I wanted to play through the story, but this time I just got the fuck off Nar Shadda and went to Korriban for some Sith Academy fun. On the bright side, I have a red double bladed lightsaber so I can kick more ass then before. 

But anyway, the roommate returns later that night with a couple friends I had met before, as well as a nice big bottle of Jagermeister and an 18 pack of Coors Light (not my preferred choice of beer, but good beer is for enjoying); the night was going to be eventful after all. After a pre-game match of beerio kart, we made our way down the line in search of a party. Sort of unorthodox for me, seeing as we'd be better off just drinking in the dorms with the rest of our friends instead of going to a random ass party, but I was open to anything. So to speed up the story, we go to this random house with disco lights and a DJ, and everyone's just standing and talking, kinda awkward. What was more awkward was that everyone we asked said that it was just a pregame. This threw me off guard because, shit, they had disco lights and a loud fucking DJ. Basically it sucked and we felt awkward so we left for a friends place; this is where the night takes a turn for the better. 

This was about to happen.

Dog's face after lady hangs herself.

We arrived at our friends place as they were watching the last 30 minutes of "A Haunting in Connecticut", a movie I find particularly creepy because I'm originally from Connecticut. But when we finished watching it, we started discussing scary movies and some particularly old ones that were more funny than they were scary. From this point, hilarity ensues. We started with a scene from the original Omen, from 1976; there's a scene where this lady is at Damien's (the spawn of satan) birthday party and she sees a dog. Now the dog is just standing there, panting and looking like a normal damn dog, but the lady is seriously grilling the dog as the movie keeps zooming in on her and the dog's eyes. Then she jumps from the roof with a noose around her neck. I can honestly say I havent laughed that hard at a movie that was supposed to be frightening since Lady in The Water.

After some more hilariously funny horror movies, we moved out back to the room at like 3am, pretty fun night. Sunday consisted of hanging out with some other friends while roomie had a girl over. Apparently nothing happened but its not like I was gonna stick around and ruin any potential chances. Wound up drinking a margarita and watching The Sixth Sense, M. Night Shamylan's last good movie. 

And Today was pretty typical.. class till 1, and have one more at 4pm. Now that I actually have my course books I should probably get to my reading assignments.. Later friends.

Hilarity Ensues

First Friday of the semester was pretty fun. Volunteered to drive some friends to a party which was cool. People say DDing sucks always but I find that its fun in moderation. Plus I always find my own ways to have fun being sober at a banger; my roommate mentioned to me that if we collect a gallon of can tabs then we can get a free keg for the new years party at his house, and we already have about a full solo cup of tabs. So last night I was talking with some friends and, obviously, noticed that there were tons of empty beer cans laying around the party, as there are at pretty much every party. So I started walking around collecting them, and it actually took a decent amount of time for someone to notice what I was doing. But when someone did notice, and actually questioned me about it, I responded with, "I dunno man like, I took some acid tabs and these things, they just look so pretty." Best response ever, the guys face was priceless. I ended up filling my entire back pocket with can tabs, quite the catch eh?

Anyway, after the horrible parking situation was resolved and I was actually able to move my car out of the drive way, we promptly left at about 1 am. It was an interesting night to say the least, and we shall see what happens tonight. I'm completely content with hanging out and watching tv or whatever; I don't necessarily need to party to have fun, although parties are fun as hell.

Echoes.

Had a damn fun night. Played the mario kart 64 drinking game (beerio kart) with some friends. The basic premise is to finish an entire beer before you finish the race, but you must come to a complete stop before you drink. Walked to get food, talked, and watched hilarious youtube videos, just like old times. Yea, its a bit different than the old times, but hell, I cant live for the past, its counterproductive to the present and future, and I can only say as I did before, that I am extremely content with past events, and with most everything that's occurring in my present. And I can only be enthusiastic about whats to come. But yea, I'm gonna quit the tika taka typin cuz the roommate has an 8am tomorrow and currently its a quarter to 1am. Later friends, and thanks for all your support!

I Just Remembered.

That I left a half frozen gatorade bottle in my car.. but whatever, warm drink next time I get in my car. Went to wal-mart with some friends and found 28 Days Later and 28 Weeks Later on ONE DVD for NINE DOLLARS. Thats a steal in my mind, almost like the authentic on-field Brett Favre Jets jersey I found at Marshall's for like $20. Also got a Shining poster for $9 as well. Bargains make me happy, so today was a very good day. So yeaaaaaaauuuhh, overall just pleased with the outcome of today.

Poop Cables.

Alright then.. first two classes down and its pretty basic stuff; introductions, course outlines, the usual. The first two classes were Animal Science and Intermediate Spanish I, basically an easy science course and some spanish class eqivalent to one I took in high school, not really worried about those two.  The other three, Eithics, Science and Inquiry, and Intro to Asian and Christian Philosophies worry me a bit. I havent heard much about them in terms of difficulty or work load, those aspects rely on the professors most of the time, so we shall see what I'm in for later. My next class is at 4pm, and where I am its currently 1:47pm. I have like three fucking hours to do nothing, and I have considered my options. I cant go buy books because some fool tried to use my debt card online for $1.34 and I had it shut down for fraud detection; the new card didnt get to my house in time so I'm without a money source for a few days. Extremely inconvenient for me.

My face when the bank called me last week.

I dont have any homework, yet, but for now I'm work free. I could register for the online work site for spanish class but the code I need comes with one of the goddamn books I need to buy. So I'm basically behind schedule already because some jackass was greedy. Thanks random jackass.

My face right about now.

All Settled In.

Yesterday was quite the eventful day for me. The two hour trip back to school felt like 15 minutes and before I knew it I was carrying all my belongings into a small room three floors up. My Mom was freaking out because she basically thought the room sucked. I just thought it needed a little touching up, and by that I meant we had to pile all of our stuff in the room so it looked like people actually lived there instead of a blank room where the school occasionally bread cockroaches (there were none in the room). So after we got all moved in the roommate and I sat down for a few games of Mario kart 64 and NHL '99, fuckin' old school. It really made me look forward to this semester though.

What happened that night was fun, but quickly turned into a shitty experience. My roommate Nick and I know some friends who lived in our freshman hall last year who have a house this semester, and its a damn nice house. Anyway, we get to the house and start throwing back shots, I didn't expect to get completely plastered. I figured maybe four shots and a beer, which is what I had over maybe half an hours time. I figured I'd enjoy being tipsy and a little drunk the whole night and not go all out. But I forgot one major point of drinking, that tolerance goes down the longer you don't drink, and over the entire three month summer break, I drank twice. So whether I liked it or not, I was going hard. I guess its just this state, people tell me they go hard here. But I learned a valuable lesson lastnight.. one that I shouldve been able to figure out on my own but I guess NOT. Long story short I had some laundry to do today. But classes start tomorrow and I really gotta buckle down and smash on these classes; its extremely important that I do. 

Round Two.

Well, today's the day. In about nine hours I'll be on my way back to Kingston. I'm REALLY excited.. so excited that I'm actually having one of those Christmas Eve type issues where, the earlier I go to bed, the faster it will be move in day (well technically it already is but you know what I mean), but its not quite bedtime yet. It'll probably take me a while to get to sleep anyway.

I'm currently watching an episode of Through The Wormhole with Morgan Freeman. This one is about time travel, and its extremely interesting. I've been asked what I would do if I could go back in time, and my answer usually is that I would not go back in time at all. Not because I'd be afraid of fucking up the future, but because I dont think I have to. I feel content with the things I've seen in life, and dont think that I have to go back to witness major historical events to achieve satisfaction with my life. I also wouldnt re-live any point in my life because I feel as though it would ruin those moments for me, because at the time of my experiencing them, I'd lived those moments to their fullest extent. I'm basically content with everything in life as it is and am enthusiastic for the future. Pretty much like the last Act of the play Our Town, which I hate but goddamn its message makes sense. Also this.

Anyway, I'll post again on the flipside.

BTW, The pic from below was taken in Jamestown, Rhode Island.

Quick Update.

My desk, which used to be home to my xbox and tv is now bare, leaving only my lonely computer, which will soon be gone tomorrow morning. Now that everyone I know is out of town, the saddest part about leaving is my empty desk and quiet room. 0_0

EDIT: Downsides of packing the day before- NO XBOX. I also found like three or four shots worth of vodka in a shoebox that I completely forgot about. Now that all my stuff is packed I cant really open everything up and try to hide it without looking suspicious to my parents.. Time to visit the local dumpster. :/

THE LAST DAY.

Well, today is the last day of Summer Break 2010 for me. It has been absolutely amazing, possibly the best summer ever. I say that every summer, but still, its been fucking awesome.

This last week I've spent here in my hometown reminds me a lot of a game for the Nintendo DS called, "The World Ends with You". I no longer have it but was playing it last summer after someone recommended it to me as a good buy. To make a long story short, the game is about a spiteful boy who dies, is sent to an alternate plane of existence called the underground, and is given seven days to complete tasks given to him by the creators of the underground, The Reapers. His prize for completing the tasks before other 'players' without fail is to be brought back to life.

It's kind of similar because when one goes to college, especially an out of state college, its like living two different lives (as opposed to being dead). So the last seven days are like the countdown until the switch, and the tasks are packing all your shit and preparing and stuff. heh. Possibly my favorite scene in the game is the title screen of the last day, which simply said "THE LAST DAY" in big text. On my last day of summer last year, it just popped into my head, as it did when I woke up this morning.

Everything is going to the beat.

This is what it looks like to be mostly packed for college. For some reason I feel like this is a lot less containers than last year, which is weird because I have more clothes.

I think my P90X strength allowed me to force my clothes into the boxes with my fists more effectively.

You know what they say about big hands..

Well, here we are again. Heading back to college again in two days. This time its significantly less scary and significantly more exciting. Tomorrow is packing day, Sunday is the day for my parents to pressure me to do well, and Monday and I'm outta here. The last three days before leaving college are pretty much the only three days that I actually cant wait to get out of town. With all my friends out of town and my parents nagging the shit out of me, the last thing I want is to be here. College offers an answer to pretty much all my problems, I get to see my friends and I'm rid of my parents. The roommate and I have a sick room plan setup designed for ULTIMATE GAMING, or basically just both of us bringing xboxes and tvs.

Yea, long story short I'm pumped. Gonna go back to pokemon and watching movies.

Oh yea.

This is a great song and music video. I highly suggest you get the song and blast it with your windows down while driving around downtown, as I do quite often.

Heading back to school.

Well, I return to college in the next few days. Its very exciting; I get to see all my college friends again, but at the cost of leaving my home town, which I love, and missing my hometown friends, most of which have already left for college. It's strange being one of the last to leave. You'd think, "Sweet! I have two more extra weeks of summer than everyone else!" but its nothing like that. It's more just sitting around and waiting for your time to come. In my case, its a couple of my friends who are still here, and I, hanging out, gaming, and cruising around our once again quiet town. What adds to this effect is the fact that the local high schools all started class today, bringing a very nostalgic feeling with it. Its like the volume of the place just went down a few notches; to be honest its even a little sad, that the kids who make the town what it is are gone, or leaving very soon.

Dont get me wrong, I fuckin' love college, but the town I live in.. its just something else. It's as much a part of all my friends and I as we're a part of it.

At least I can represent well in college.. heh

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