A Couple Jerks Writing Obscure Articles On The Internet
In a few hours, I’ll be a college graduate.
Whatever.
I’m not feeling the excitement, guys. It’s a lot like when I graduated from high school, except this time there are less friends that I’ll never see again.
So I don’t know what there is to say about it.
Maybe when you graduate, you’ll know what I mean.
When your assignment says that you need only write a single double-spaced page, don’t get cocky and think that it’s oh-so-easy. Because when you’ve got to paraphrase a 12 page research paper — covering all the points, adding your own criticisms, and generating ideas for possible research — and cram it all into a measly 23 lines, it sucks. Especially if you’re doing it at the last minute. So, man, even though it’s only one page, do yourself a favour and get it done in advance. It’ll still suck, but at least it won’t be like cramming an ostrich into a penguin and then cramming the penguin into a tightly clenched orifice.
i have a dream that keeps playing through my head. not the kind of dream that will change the world, or even the kind of dream that will change you. not even the the kind that will change me, and maybe that’s why i have this dream
this is the dream i dream when i’m red-eyed and wide awake, mind wild and racing numb. the dream i dream when i’m on my knees sitting uncomfortably, and making an imprint of the carpet on my forehead and elbows. the crash after the high with the giant question “why”. and the answer that stings in the place you feel warm when you’re happy and cold when you’re sad.
the dream is simple: i’m running on rooftops, chasing a kid with a smirk on his face. i don’t catch him.
that part comes in a different dream. that’s the dream than could change me. maybe even you. maybe even the world.but i don’t know yet. i’m still running.
i used to tell people one of my goals in life was to become as big as possible, and absorb as much reality as possible until i couldn’t take it anymore, and then sort through everything to create a unified human being.
which just freaks people out
nietzsche, you are full of shit.
i should have realized this when we first met; you smelled. i figured it wasn’t you, but it was.
anyway, it’s not very nice to take the way a person perceives the world, thinks the world works, and shit on it.
but i guess you can’t help it, because you’re full. of shit.
Because Stern is stern, and requires me to take classes I shouldn’t have to take, I have a lot of leisure time.
What, I’m taking the typical 4-course freshman schedule. Calculus. Writing. Some sort of humanities. Microeconomics.
I took calc BC. And AP Micro/Macro.
And I guess Mrs. Golden made me really good at bullshitting essays.
So really, the only class I ever have to work at is my humanities course… which I can bullshit, anyway. It’s just Nietzsche.
I have too much time on my hands!
I know I should enjoy this now, while I can.
So I’m writing a post.
hey. this is interesting. a conversation. or, monologue.
”It was intense, And sorry for going on about this, but can you imagine? And it’s such a Lauren thing to do, sitting in the bathtub, naked, with that sardonic smile on her face, knowing that she’s finally been caught. Really, it was like I was there, it was that moment when you know, and he doesn’t know, but you’re about to kill him, and it’s exhilarating. And I felt that. And she felt that.”
This is a boy. He had a dream. That was his dream.
mmmmm. I saw Ashley over Thanksgiving. You may not know who that is. But she gave me a bunch of her thongs because I need them, and she doesn’t. And a jacket. And a pair of shoes. And a bag. And AIDS.
No, I don’t think it’s weird. She’s sweet.
Oh, and my aunt got married. Does anyone know Diana Sun? She’s a senior at plano west. We are now step-cousins.
… jeeeesus. I feel bad for her. It must be tough.
look. this is all ridiculous. and irrelevant. But interesting, hopefully, at least.
ummmm. that’s what i think life is, pretty much.
Originally, I had toyed with the idea of using this blog space to talk about how boring UTD is. I also toyed with the idea of writing in-character as someone very very emo, as the about page says. Then I remembered that UTD is only boring (partially) because of my laziness to get involved, and also that pretending to be emo would get boring, fast. So I guess I’ll just blog this blog normally. I suppose I can still try the emo character on Livejournal. Today I went to the Switchfoot concert. Ruth and Relient K were on tour with them. Some cool details include Relient K’s rendition of The Office theme song, Switchfoot freezing into a picture-perfect pose mid-song for 30 seconds, and several other cases of awesome. Some other unrelated observations are as follows:While they are relatively popular, it’s ridiculous that neither are as well know as some “secular” bands that are inferior in almost every way. Case in point: My Chemical Romance. I can’t personally attest to this, but Taysir tells me that they are horrible live musicians, and the lead singer has stage presence akin to Michael Jackson while he’s dangling a baby over a balcony, and asked during one concert for all the “boys” to take off their shirts. I suppose to closest Switchfoot got to something like that was when they said to put an arm around a neighbor’s shoulder. Is there no justice in the world? On a tangent, I remember hearing a band at last year’s stay day that called themselves “Axis”. They were comprised of nothing but 16-17 year olds, and rocked like it was still the 60s. Apparently, the most work they’ve done as a band is hiring themselves out to birthday parties for a couple hundred a show. I’m still waiting for them to explode. Next time, I will make a post at a time of day when I am thinking coherently.
Hello world!!!
Oh my gosh, it’s soooo exciting to be alive and enjoying a evening. Too bad I’m not on the 99th floor of a tall building with the lovely night breeze whipping my hair back as I stare nonchalantly at the speeding cars down on the street below me. Of course, the picture wouldn’t be complete without jazz in the background! I suppose sitting in front of a laptop at my cooped up desk is alright surrounded by yellowed dorm walls is rather fine & dandy also.
I’ve always wanted a pet, and my top three were monkey, penguin and dog. I wonder if they’d be friends? The unfair thing is all throughout my childhood, I whined and tried every trick to get my parents to buy me a pet and they never agreed. But then yesterday on a whim, my mom got my brother a fish tank, and they’re off to find kindred fish spirits at the store soon! That’s okaaay though cause I love EATING fish not PETTING them.
Too bad, tooo bad. Too bad I’m not actually a pessimist.
Oh, are you a pen & pencil type of person or an eraser & whiteout type of person? I think those happy little scented erasers smell so nice and and and I love how they come in all different shapes and sizes and oh jeeepers, I really must check up on my eraser collection. Hopefully it hasn’t melted into a puddle of rubber. Ewww, that’s what the wicked witch must have been like after Hansel and Gretel got her stuck in her oven. But pencils can quite awesome too what with the colored lead and pretty designs. Mmmmh, you be the judge.
Dum, dee dum. I’ll be back!
today, i stayed up past my bedtime intentionally. tomorrow i will wish i was asleep.
life is pain.
kidding. sort of.
let us speak of college. but first… eat your words. it will amuse me.
i go to UTD. i did not choose to come to UTD because of their great chess team, awesome frisbee team, or really good pool players. i go to UTD because they throw money at me. many of my other classmates agree with me. this has therefore brought me to the conclusion that UTD is, in fact, not what it seems, but in fact, a miles wide transmutation circle for creating the philosopher’s stone.
kidding again. sort of.
more next friday night. or possibly saturday morning. what’s the difference?