The better update:
Term paper number one is done-- except for the fine tuning during Thanksgiving break. I actually reached ten pages on this one.
Term paper number two is about to start tonight or in the very, very near future. I have to get my ass in gear if I want a semi-sane break next week.
Alright, so why the fuck was that e-hunting thing even brought up? Granted I do eat meat but I am an ardent anti-hunter and adamantly refuse to eat game. That shit is gross, outdated, an serves as an affront to all human progress. Even the so-called excuses like "We are controlling the population" are flat out bullshit. And the idea of "hey, that white-tail looks great, imagine if we had a gun" is just sickening. Suddenly something beautiful needs to be robbed of its life? I'm almost convincing myself to not eat meat anymore.
Whew, that's out of the way. Alright, so the lady situation is annoying me. Jamie, from history, didn't show up on Monday and I was thinking to myself "well, she didn't show up so maybe that's some sort of sign she isn't interested." Lame, I know, but I ran the idea past one of my female friends and she said that if Jamie wasn't interested, she'd still show up for class but would sit somewhere else. That's exactly what happened today. I was walking behind her past the Journalism building and was tempted to say something, but I held my tongue. Woe is me.
Brunette girl has a boyfriend, or at least she likes holding hands and publically snuggling with the same guy a lot. Kind of sucks, but I think she was way out of my domain in the first place.
My friend, KC, has German with the gorgeous Liz and tries to relay things to me. Today he said that she was passing notes back and forth with this guy during class. Apparently, KC says, they flirt with each other now and then. I guess it shouldn't really bug me as much as it does, but it still chaps my ass. I did, however, pledge to myself and a couple friends that I would talk to her before Thanksgiving break. You'll see that carnage after the Hindenburg crash on the vintage newsreel of the World's Most Horrific Catastrophies.
For the record, I hate the word "flirting." It really fucking bugs me. That and "sexual tension" and "college experience." What a bunch of bullshit.
Being bummed out of my mind I decided to jump ship on humanities and hit up the UC. Before I did, though, I handed Jaleen her horrendous paper back, chalk full of corrections. I don't know about this girl either. I'm sure there'll be something to negate my advances.
Millie. Yeah. Don't know. She's still the flake I remember from high school. Last time I talked to her was last Thursday and she ended the conversation with, "I'll call you later tonight, promise." Uh, okay. It's been nearly a week. I'm not putting any stock in this girl, but she's a good conversationist to say the very least.
Obviously girls are the center of my life. If I have a lady in my life, I'm pretty happy and can deal with the bullshit that comes with that territory. It's just this waiting/searching for another that kills me.
I rediscovered my Migala fascination and have thus enjoyed listening to those albums again. Good stuff.
I'm tired of too much right now. This weekend might look nice for me. There was/is this plan to get KC to invite Liz over to our friend's house and just hang out. Doubtful he'll say anything, even more doubtful she'll accept.
Term paper number one is done-- except for the fine tuning during Thanksgiving break. I actually reached ten pages on this one.
Term paper number two is about to start tonight or in the very, very near future. I have to get my ass in gear if I want a semi-sane break next week.
Alright, so why the fuck was that e-hunting thing even brought up? Granted I do eat meat but I am an ardent anti-hunter and adamantly refuse to eat game. That shit is gross, outdated, an serves as an affront to all human progress. Even the so-called excuses like "We are controlling the population" are flat out bullshit. And the idea of "hey, that white-tail looks great, imagine if we had a gun" is just sickening. Suddenly something beautiful needs to be robbed of its life? I'm almost convincing myself to not eat meat anymore.
Whew, that's out of the way. Alright, so the lady situation is annoying me. Jamie, from history, didn't show up on Monday and I was thinking to myself "well, she didn't show up so maybe that's some sort of sign she isn't interested." Lame, I know, but I ran the idea past one of my female friends and she said that if Jamie wasn't interested, she'd still show up for class but would sit somewhere else. That's exactly what happened today. I was walking behind her past the Journalism building and was tempted to say something, but I held my tongue. Woe is me.
Brunette girl has a boyfriend, or at least she likes holding hands and publically snuggling with the same guy a lot. Kind of sucks, but I think she was way out of my domain in the first place.
My friend, KC, has German with the gorgeous Liz and tries to relay things to me. Today he said that she was passing notes back and forth with this guy during class. Apparently, KC says, they flirt with each other now and then. I guess it shouldn't really bug me as much as it does, but it still chaps my ass. I did, however, pledge to myself and a couple friends that I would talk to her before Thanksgiving break. You'll see that carnage after the Hindenburg crash on the vintage newsreel of the World's Most Horrific Catastrophies.
For the record, I hate the word "flirting." It really fucking bugs me. That and "sexual tension" and "college experience." What a bunch of bullshit.
Being bummed out of my mind I decided to jump ship on humanities and hit up the UC. Before I did, though, I handed Jaleen her horrendous paper back, chalk full of corrections. I don't know about this girl either. I'm sure there'll be something to negate my advances.
Millie. Yeah. Don't know. She's still the flake I remember from high school. Last time I talked to her was last Thursday and she ended the conversation with, "I'll call you later tonight, promise." Uh, okay. It's been nearly a week. I'm not putting any stock in this girl, but she's a good conversationist to say the very least.
Obviously girls are the center of my life. If I have a lady in my life, I'm pretty happy and can deal with the bullshit that comes with that territory. It's just this waiting/searching for another that kills me.
I rediscovered my Migala fascination and have thus enjoyed listening to those albums again. Good stuff.
I'm tired of too much right now. This weekend might look nice for me. There was/is this plan to get KC to invite Liz over to our friend's house and just hang out. Doubtful he'll say anything, even more doubtful she'll accept.