Well, the semester is over, and I think that I at least passed all of my classes. Good enough for me.
So now I've got a month to live at my parent's house, be bored all the time, deal with my parents' shenannigans and dread the next semester.
But... Good to be home.
Now I just need some alcohol....
So now I've got a month to live at my parent's house, be bored all the time, deal with my parents' shenannigans and dread the next semester.
But... Good to be home.
Now I just need some alcohol....
So which picture should reign supreme? Crazy mspaint self-portrait, or actual me looking as artsy as I can?
Well, I've gotten tired of my current name on SG, so I'm going to be switching it to Dave the Robot as soon as I'm done with this update. It actually gets my real name in there, so I don't have to keep training myself to respond to WrongTurn, which never felt right anyway.
So this is finals week, and I'm really not too interested in doing super well on these tests, as I've resigned myself to getting C's across the board, it's been a rough semester. So these tests coming up that I can't really prepare for, well, they're going to be mostly partial-credit affairs.
Good news though! There's a big concert tonight where Muse is playing, and I haven't seen them since the summer. It's a shame they're not headlining, Velvet Revolver is, but I see that as a bigger problem for VR than Muse, as VR is just going to be upstaged like the generic, boring rock band that they are. Smaller set for Muse, but oh well, I'll still love it.
So woopee, here comes a concert than one very bad week for me.
So this is finals week, and I'm really not too interested in doing super well on these tests, as I've resigned myself to getting C's across the board, it's been a rough semester. So these tests coming up that I can't really prepare for, well, they're going to be mostly partial-credit affairs.
Good news though! There's a big concert tonight where Muse is playing, and I haven't seen them since the summer. It's a shame they're not headlining, Velvet Revolver is, but I see that as a bigger problem for VR than Muse, as VR is just going to be upstaged like the generic, boring rock band that they are. Smaller set for Muse, but oh well, I'll still love it.
So woopee, here comes a concert than one very bad week for me.
Wow, it has been forever and a day since I've updated, woops.
It's a shame there really isn't that much more to report. Been doing a bit more poetry, though, which is pretty cool. I think I may be getting a bit better at it, but I'm still not confident enough in it to post any of it. It's kind of cool, beginning to see a certain style in how I write, there's a lot of alliteration and repetition of phrases.
Okay fuck it. I wrote this while waiting for some food at a diner, and it was take out, so I couldn't write anymore when I started walking back. It sounds interesting if you read it fast.
Quick! Quick!
Time is wasting
The food is coming
And I am sitting
Wondering! Wondering!
Time enough?
a quick spot
a little bit
a smidgeon of...
poetry?
Turns out there wasn't, as the food came to my table at that moment. The second half of that doesn't really feel to flow right to me, it's bugging me now. Criticism more than welcome.
Oh, and I'm pretty damn sick right now. I'm nigh 100% confident that I'm allergic to alcohol at this point, as a hangover for me is the flu for someone else, it sucks.
It's a shame there really isn't that much more to report. Been doing a bit more poetry, though, which is pretty cool. I think I may be getting a bit better at it, but I'm still not confident enough in it to post any of it. It's kind of cool, beginning to see a certain style in how I write, there's a lot of alliteration and repetition of phrases.
Okay fuck it. I wrote this while waiting for some food at a diner, and it was take out, so I couldn't write anymore when I started walking back. It sounds interesting if you read it fast.
Quick! Quick!
Time is wasting
The food is coming
And I am sitting
Wondering! Wondering!
Time enough?
a quick spot
a little bit
a smidgeon of...
poetry?
Turns out there wasn't, as the food came to my table at that moment. The second half of that doesn't really feel to flow right to me, it's bugging me now. Criticism more than welcome.
Oh, and I'm pretty damn sick right now. I'm nigh 100% confident that I'm allergic to alcohol at this point, as a hangover for me is the flu for someone else, it sucks.
So I went to a Democratic "Victory" party last night at the Sheraton Hotel here in Atlanta. Good fun, free beer, and a nice atmosphere. I just find that situation a little bit funny, as up until a few months ago, I was planning on voting Bush.
I'm just appreciative of the position I was in in Georgia, because I could vote for whoever I pleased, seeing as Bush was more or less guaranteed the win. So I went Badnarik, and honestly, it felt a whole hell of a lot better than voting for either Kerry or Bush.
I'm just appreciative of the position I was in in Georgia, because I could vote for whoever I pleased, seeing as Bush was more or less guaranteed the win. So I went Badnarik, and honestly, it felt a whole hell of a lot better than voting for either Kerry or Bush.
Well, it's not really a big update to the journal, but I'm bored, so why not?
A few days ago I was sitting in a restaurant waiting for my take-out order to arrive, so I was pretty bored. Strange thing is, I had the first real impulse in my life to take out my notebook and wrote poetry, so that's what I did. Sure, I write all the time, but never poetry, so it was a pretty liberating experience for me.
Unfortunately, I haven't really been able to capture that moment again, so I haven't written any more poetry. Kind of a bummer, but I'm sure that inspiration will strike again.
In cheerier news, I discovered the one and only true way to dance to angst filled music from Linkin Park. Click here to learn the one true way to dance. This also marks the first time my secret identity is revealed on SG. Don't hurt me internet!
A few days ago I was sitting in a restaurant waiting for my take-out order to arrive, so I was pretty bored. Strange thing is, I had the first real impulse in my life to take out my notebook and wrote poetry, so that's what I did. Sure, I write all the time, but never poetry, so it was a pretty liberating experience for me.
Unfortunately, I haven't really been able to capture that moment again, so I haven't written any more poetry. Kind of a bummer, but I'm sure that inspiration will strike again.
In cheerier news, I discovered the one and only true way to dance to angst filled music from Linkin Park. Click here to learn the one true way to dance. This also marks the first time my secret identity is revealed on SG. Don't hurt me internet!
If someone were to write a book about me after I pass away, I hope the title, "Totally Unclassifiable" would not be out of place. I am afraid though, that "Average" will end up being a much more applicable title, need to fix that.
Just a quick little thought.
Just a quick little thought.
Time for an update I say!
Too bad I've got nothing profound to talk about. Oh well. Might as well mention this; One of my guilty pleasures for a while has been reading Questionable Content, a web comic about some indie folks. It's not terribly funny, or inspiring, but I can't stop reading the damn thing, I just have to see what's going to happen next. Man, I'm such a sap.
Too bad I've got nothing profound to talk about. Oh well. Might as well mention this; One of my guilty pleasures for a while has been reading Questionable Content, a web comic about some indie folks. It's not terribly funny, or inspiring, but I can't stop reading the damn thing, I just have to see what's going to happen next. Man, I'm such a sap.
So I am continuing to become more and more enamored with the idea of switching majors, or in an extreme case, dropping out of college entirely. Unfortunately, I have absolutely no idea what major I would switch to, or what I would do if I dropped out of school. It's quite the ugly situation, and it's just continuing to get worse. I feel a wave of depression coming up, everybody hop on board who's a'comin.
I figure I'll talk to my parents and my brother when I start getting more settled into my own thoughts, perhaps they can help me out here, though I fear the sole response from my parents will be, "You're going to be an engineer, and that's final." I hope my brother can provide some better advice.
Grr... I can make it through this semester. I think.
On a lighter note, anybody know of any cool things to do in and around Atlanta? I feel like I'm really beginning to stagnate here, need to get out and do more fun / exciting / stimulating / arousing things.
I figure I'll talk to my parents and my brother when I start getting more settled into my own thoughts, perhaps they can help me out here, though I fear the sole response from my parents will be, "You're going to be an engineer, and that's final." I hope my brother can provide some better advice.
Grr... I can make it through this semester. I think.
On a lighter note, anybody know of any cool things to do in and around Atlanta? I feel like I'm really beginning to stagnate here, need to get out and do more fun / exciting / stimulating / arousing things.
Well, went on a little trip out to little five points today because I needed some clothes and I really... really didn't feel like going to class.
Got a bitchin' red button down at the vintage warehouse, then picked up a few t-shirts over at Junkman's Daughter. I realized something while I was over there today, I belong there. It was the return of a feeling I haven't seriously felt since I left NY for GA. It's pretty evident right now that I was not meant to be an Engineer.
Who knows what I'm actually supposed to do though. Ugh, times are rough.
Oh, and something fairly important, to me at least, is that I actually met some girls in the short time I was out at five points that I felt I could get along with. Not the generic, cold, boring and shallow twits out here at Tech. Man I'm tired of this place. Someone rescue me please?
Got a bitchin' red button down at the vintage warehouse, then picked up a few t-shirts over at Junkman's Daughter. I realized something while I was over there today, I belong there. It was the return of a feeling I haven't seriously felt since I left NY for GA. It's pretty evident right now that I was not meant to be an Engineer.
Who knows what I'm actually supposed to do though. Ugh, times are rough.
Oh, and something fairly important, to me at least, is that I actually met some girls in the short time I was out at five points that I felt I could get along with. Not the generic, cold, boring and shallow twits out here at Tech. Man I'm tired of this place. Someone rescue me please?
