Archive for October, 2011

October 29, 2011

It’s what you make it.

So I’ve been thinking about where I want this blog to go for a bit. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to pour myself out and expose my own weaknesses and insecurities to people that I don’t even know. It would seem like a dumb idea, but there are others out there that may need to hear what I have to say to possibly relate, because you never know. A friendly hello can change a persons life. I’ve witnessed it. Either that, or keep up my lame attempts at sarcasm, because we all need a good laugh every once in a while. I know I do. Laughing makes everything bearable. Well, most things anyway.

So after some deliberation, I’m going to keep going with the funnies. Or try to anyways. Life is way too short I realize, and there are enough things to worry about. If I constantly made a big deal about the things that I didn’t have then the list would never end. I could complain about not having money. But that’s nothing compared to living…no, surviving in a third world country. I at least have food that I can readily eat, a shelter over my head and the comfort of knowing that I don’t have to fend for my life every single day. No matter how bad your situation may seem, there is always someone in a spot worse than you.

I know it may seem childish or even impossible, but my goal is to help out as many people as I possibly can, in any way possible. We’re all people, we all go through similar if not the exact same things. I know funds for me may be low at the moment but like I said…in any way possible. For example, through this blog. I know it may be little and maybe even stupid but I’m building up to it. If I can bring a smile to even one person who happens to read this (not necessarily this post), then I’m on the right path. Laughter is such a powerful medicine. And in this technology crazy world, it seems the only way I can reach people is through the medium that dominates our lives. How many times have you walked through a crowded place and realized that no one is smiling anymore? How many times have you walked somewhere and never even once thought of taking a deep breathe and looking up towards the warm sunny sky, knowing how precious life is?

So I may seem like someone that doesn’t take into account about what others think, or how they feel. But that is the exact opposite for me. I guess you have to lose something to realize how important it is. I almost lost my mom, who happens to be the best mother a person could ask for in this world. The amount of support that she has given me is unimaginable. She kept both of us strong even through a divorce. Her ‘never give up’ attitude and her incredible faith in God is the reason that I’m here today. She defeated a brain tumor classified as ‘large’ on June 23, 2006, two days after my birthday. I don’t even want to know where I would’ve been if things had turned out differently…But it didn’t and today she is 110%. You wouldn’t even know she had the surgery.

So anyways, that’s what my short term goal is. To make you (yes, you) [really…you] smile. Because time is short and all we can do in this world is make the best out of everything. Your life is what you make it. And with a little faith yourself, you can definitely make it.

Look at the sky every once in a while!!

October 26, 2011


I happen to be enrolled in a scuba class. Now, I didn’t think there would be much to it. I’m not taking this class because I thought it would be interesting, but because I have no choice. But that’s a long story. The fact of the matter is, for a 5 week class I’m going to have to buy a ton of stuff that I’ll probably never use again in my life. I just bought the $80 dollar textbook yesterday and now there is a big hole in my wallet. There goes lunch with the friends. For the next few months. I still haven’t bought the rest of the stuff, but that’s because we don’t need it…yet. But when I do, I might have to donate a kidney or give blood for the next 10 years.

I’m really not looking forward to this class mostly because it’s a 3 hour class. Not only that, but it’s at night, when normal people sleep. My classmates aren’t on the normal side, either. One kid wants to scuba dive in Kenya, another was excessively picking his nose when his nose started to bleed. I instantly regretted taking this class…But there is a plus. About halfway through two of my best friends friends walked into class. Just after the professor finished his intense speech of coming to class on time. Haha, the looks they got when they were walking in were priceless. But at least I have someone to talk to for the next 5 weeks of classes. We’re supposed to be picking ‘scuba buddies’ too and never in a million years would I be partnered with Mr. Bloody Nose.

He thought nobody saw…oh but I saw. I saw. And am quietly judging you. Pfft. Haha. Weird.

Prior to taking this class I was surviving off of one full meal a day and various snacks. But now that I don’t have any money whatsoever, I may have to scrounge my carpet for the crumbs that I may have left from before.

Ah, the life of a college student.

October 26, 2011


So, the weatherman was correct for once and the supposed 6-10″ did indeed happen. Now it wasn’t one of those blissful snowdays where the snow just peacefully floats through the air until it gently kisses the pavement. No, no no. No. This was the type of snow that just gathered on the trees and weighed it down so much, that throughout the course of the day just began to destroy trees by the sheer volume. It began to snow last night, and continues to snow even to this minute.

After waking up this morning, I went out to my car to scrape all of the snow and ice off of my windshield. I was greeted by a sudden ‘crack’ and turned around just in time to see half of this huge tree across the street just fall to the ground. It reminded me of a bomb because as the branches hit the ground, the snow plume around it was in the shape of a mushroom cloud.

As I was walking around campus, the scene around me was evident of some horrific battle as all of the trees (or a majority of them anyways) were just destroyed beyond belief. There were so many branches that littered the streets and sidewalks. These weren’t just the wimpy branches either, these were the kind of branches that you could hear breaking off from all the way across campus. Some areas of campus were even taped off to the public which just happened to make it look like a crime scene. Haha, so I definitely got what I wanted. (Snow that is.) But the crazy thing was…the university decided to stay open. Why???? It’s supposed to stay cold for the rest of the week. It’s not even Halloween yet and it already feels like Christmas…

And yes, those are photos from around campus. The actual school that I go to.

October 25, 2011

Parking Garage

So I was driving to school today, racing the clock to get to class on time. To me it seems that when you are trying to get somewhere, the clock runs twice as fast. It’s like the clock is taunting me. “Oh, you’re trying to get somewhere and be on time to something? Let me just find things that will burn your time so that you won’t make it. Actually, I’ll just guarantee that you won’t make it.”

Anyways, I usually park in the parking garage that’s located right next to campus. Of course there were no spots left for me, so I had to head all the way to the top of the garage. Now, as I parked into one open spot that was conveniently located the furthest possible way from the elevator, I turned to get out of my car. I was a bit surprised to see someone sitting in the car next to me. They were just sitting there and looking. At what? I don’t know. Whatever…so I just dismissed it and and started heading to the elevator. On the way there, I saw at least another half dozen people just sitting in the dark in their cars. It was definitely a bit odd and then I remembered the part in Paranormal Activity 3 with all of the old ladies in the garage [SPOILER]. My heart started racing and I thought “I’m never going to make it out of this garage alive. I’m on the top floor and no one will hear me scream. I never even got to confess my love to the person that I had liked for a long time let alone eat the new blueberry cereal that I had just bought for breakfast. I’m never going to experience disco or throw pies at the wenches at the Renaissance Fair.”

I realized that maybe I was taking things a bit far. So I recollected myself and continued walking towards the elevator. Faster. But of course, following the trend of the day, waiting for the elevator was the longest wait of my day. I could’ve bought ingredients to make a pizza, then order one for delivery. And while that one from delivery was on the way, make my own pizza with the ingredients I just bought, then invite everyone I knew over for a pizza party.

The descent down to the first floor was probably the best feeling of my life, knowing that every second took me further away from those people in their cars. I mean, I’m not saying that it’s not normal to wait for your class or whatever they were doing, in their cars. But it was in the dark. Pitch black. And not like ‘do naughty things in the dark’ kind of hanging out, but they were just sitting there. Staring. Into my soul. But when those elevator doors opened, and the daylight poured in around me, I gave a little sigh of relief and continued with my day.

I almost regret putting that picture in this post, because now I have to stare at it every time I come to this cursed website. And it’s not going to just magically disappear until I put up another post.

But yea, today started off really sunny and warm, and now it’s really overcast. It’s supposed to snow 6-10″ tonight which I am not at all excited for, since I’ll have to get up and shovel the sidewalks on campus… But I’m really loving this weather! Which is why I wanted to put a post up. About people. In their cars. In the dark…

The End.

October 23, 2011

Anything to avoid homework.

So after a pretty uneventful day, I find myself coming back to write more posts even though I promised myself I wouldn’t. Great. Awesome. I love blogs. Cats. Blah.

There’s something cathartic about making posts about someone (<—I used the cross out thing …see that?!) about events and nobody will ever know who I am talking about. It was kind of a surprise that people would actually enjoy what I’ve been writing…so thank you! To all two of you. SHOUTOUT!! Haha.

So anyways, after getting some necessary things done for this upcoming week, I’ve come face to face with my archenemy again. Homework. I’ve resorted to doing anything…except homework. Right now, I’d rather lick the top of my refrigerator than do my homework.

I always knew you were dirty…

No, I will not do you anywhere. We’re on a time out right now. You naughty thing. But I realize that I’m hurting myself more with every word that comes after this one. I almost regret making this blog and encountering a totally new world to syphon my time into. My High School English teacher would be proud though. She was always a blogging type. Made us blog with each other as part of an assignment. Thought that was the worst and most pointless time wasting assignment at the time, but come to think of it…yea, it still is haha. Almost pointless.

Anyways, I will have to wrap this one up for now. But don’t fret. I will be back. Pfft, hahaha. Now onto homework so that I could get good grades so that I can become a productive citizen so that I could buy a house for myself so that I can enjoy some me time. In the distant future that is. I’m still poor as dirt at the moment.

October 23, 2011

Roomies can be weird at times…

So if you didn’t know, I am currently rooming with a couple friends that I knew from last year. I moved in and settled down just before school started and was super excited that I would be able to get away from the craziness that I encountered in the dorms. Little did I know, there would be other evils to encounter…

Now the first day that I moved in, I was greeted with a tennis ball to the face…Nice, not really a good first impression of the people that I was to be living with for the next year. One of my roommates (I’ll just call him S for now) thought that throwing balls to someone’s face is a great way to welcome them to the house. Well, my response to that was to greet his face with my fist, but I decided to restrain myself being the first day and all. But other than that the days melded into weeks which then dissolved into months.

Most days were pretty much the same, I would just try to stay out of everyone’s way and mind my own business and do my own homework and what not. Some days I would hang out with the roomies just to remind them that I was still a part of this house. But there is one roommate in particular which makes me uneasy beyond belief. I’ll call him R. Now R is the type of person that basically dislikes everything. Not outright, like to your face dislike. But in hidden contempt and scorn. His words are filled with poison. Hahaha. For example. One day, while giving R a ride, I was listening to some tunes that I really happened to like. R didn’t know that I really liked the songs and started criticizing the heck out of everything…I didn’t really want to unleash my fiery on him, so I practiced some restraint and just let it go. To each his own. No big deal right?

Well, this was the basis on which our ‘friendship’ would form. Everything that I like, would just be criticized. Basically how musicians today are just rejected, or in denial or something like that. He can’t stand anything on the radio. Ok, there are those musicians that have problems, but just because a song has a beat doesn’t mean it’s bad…(R only listens to classical by the way). So yea, anyways our conversations are always so awkward. Mostly because if he needs something, he doesn’t go straight to the point but makes some sort of effort to avoid the point as long as possible. Example.

R: Hey, we usually never leave the house at the same time. (Putting shoes on to leave house) :D

Me: Uh. Yea. I guess not. (Also putting on shoes to leave house) -_-

R: Cool, are you going to campus? :D:D

Me: Yea, got class in like 15 minutes…(Now at this point I knew where he was going, he wanted me to give him a ride. But my philosophy is, if you want it you should ask for it. Nothing is ever going to be given to you. Now as much as I wanted to just leave, I decided to listen to whatever conscience I had left and offer him a ride.)

Me: Do you need a ride? :/

R: Yes! I’m glad that you asked! ;DDDDDD (I bet that you are, you freeloader)

So that was just one example. One of these conversations always happens at least once a week. And I absolutely dread it. It’s not that I’m antisocial haha. I love hanging around people! But with R not only are the conversations awkward as making eye contact with a dog that is taking a dump, but they usually go on for an hour+. Maybe I’m just too nice? I mean I don’t want to cut him off when he’s telling me his life story, but after hearing it enough to make an accurate biography of him just from what I remember, there is a line that needs to be drawn. Right? Anyways, this is just one example of the weirdness that goes on in this house, which is mostly why if I don’t have to be here…I’m not. But I’ll have to eventually return to, you know, sleep and stuff…

October 22, 2011

Definitely out the window…into the cold.

Hmm, so when I posted this, it decided not to be on top like a new post should but wanted to randomly be in the middle of all of my posts (yes all 4 of them…) So hopefully this one will be fixed. And my main picture for my page decided to switch to some peaceful snowy setting. What is going on?!?!? Anyways, I think I got everything back to normal.

So now it’s 11pm (edit*) and I happily bring to you the fact that I have done nothing today. Maybe besides the occasional gasp of air, a little time I set aside to feed myself, and a nice little video call with my parents and my brother…


Uncle Sam about sums it up here.

I probably could’ve been more productive sleeping. But anyways, wow this has been a blog happy day. An overkill of posts. Overkill in relation to Halo. I probably won’t be able to do 4 blogs a day, because well, frankly, I do have a life. Not the kind where I eat Giraffe Burgers for breakfast, BASE jump for an afternoon activity, and map the Aurora Borealis before bed. Still getting the hang of this…I really don’t know if I should do one long post at the end of the week, or just a bunch of small ones throughout the week. I realize that when I read other blogger’s work…the longer a post gets the faster my attention is lost to the same void where my saturday went (unless I’m reeeeallly interested, like how to crochet pffft haha) Hmm, so alright, I’ll try to keep it short and to the point. It usually never gets as bad as this, but today was just a day lost to the cause. Talking to my parents was good, I always look forward to it. My roommates can be a bit eccentric (<—-understatement) at times but what can you do? Make a blog that’s what. Anyways, I’m over school right now. It has got to be break like in 5 minutes, because I don’t know how much longer I can stand dealing with the myriad of people one encounters on a college campus. (haha more on this soooon)

I should probably just end this day’s misery and go to sleep. Tomorrow is a new day, new opportunities (to procrastinate) just kidding. But really, I can’t get over how wasteful of a day today was. Somebody slap me, please.

October 22, 2011

Where did my Saturday go?

So after a few hours of doing absolutely nothing, I’m actually starting to get a little worried that I haven’t started anything at all for school. Cycling through the same 3-4 websites has basically eaten up my Saturday. Awesome.

The other day I finally joined the bandwagon and purchased Minecraft. Besides this blog, that game was bad choice number 2. And those are only the bad decisions that I’ve made in the last 3 days! Anyways, I’ve been playing non-stop. At first I was like “wow, this game is so pointless” but when the sun went down that first night and I had to fend for myself like Chuck Noland after being stranded in the middle of nowhere, I learned some valuable life lessons.

1. Don’t go outside after it’s dark. There are mean people out there that are out to harm you, whether it’s by throwing blocks at you or poisoning you.

2. Build yourself some shelter. Otherwise number 1 will happen to you. True story.

3. Food is important. Being a poor college kid, I know and feel that every single day.

4. It’s a lonely world. I’ve resorted to making conversation with the cows and sheep that, for some odd reason, persist on swimming in the middle of the ocean.

5. Last but not least, if you haven’t bought this game or played the free portion…don’t. You will succumb to it and time will be devoured in an instant.

I’ve gotten to the point where I built myself basically a mansion on top of this huge ginormous mountain. There’s even a basement, skylights, my bed is outside on a floating platform because for some reason when it was inside monsters kept spawning inside my house and killing me. I almost had to change my pants the first time that happened.

With that being said, I should prob go scrounge around the house for some food…and then maybe I can start being productive!!

October 22, 2011


So I have to say that Autumn is my favorite time of the year. The trees change color and there is nothing more satisfactory than stepping on a pile of fallen leaves and savoring the following crunch. Mmmm, delicious. Fall also means that Halloween is around the corner. The one time of year where I still sleep with a teddy bear and with the lights on. Sometimes, even an adult diaper. Haha, just kidding about the whole ‘lights on’ thing. The main reason being that there are so many scary movies out this time of year.


Speaking of scary movies…I was able to see Paranormal Activity 3 on it’s midnight release with a bunch of friends. That was definitely a good way of saying goodbye to sleep for that night. I mean there have been scarier movies, but the level of tension in that theatre was so high that the Golden Gate bridge could’ve been suspended by it. So one person would scream, then another, then another. It’s not that the part was super scary, but it was just practically a minefield of screams. People were basically just screaming because other people started screaming. But this chain reaction would happen so fast, I didn’t even have a chance to think about what just happened. So I screamed too. Joined in with the crowd. I wasn’t scared of the movie per se (I mean it was still scary as dogpoo), but just the bloodcurdling scream of the ‘supposedly’ macho dude sitting on the one side of me was enough to kill someone’s soul. So that’s basically how the whole movie went. The whole time spent anticipating the scary parts (because you can always tell when they’re coming), and the impending banshee scream from the guy next to me.

But, the real scary part is always after the movie. When the plot has a chance to sink in and you think about what just happened. I felt that I was never going to make it home that night. Either someone would kill me on the way to my car, or kill me in my car on the drive home, or kill me from my car to my front door. The tension was always there that I was never going to make it home. But I did, and I slept with all of my clothes on, kept the light on, put some music in the background, and slept on my back, so that I could see my room in its entirety just in case…But happy to say, I’m still here. Which sadly means that I still have homework to do…

October 22, 2011


Why I created this, I don’t even have a clue. At the moment, I have a mountain of homework to my right, a pile empty granola bar wrappers to my left and enough motivation to breathe. Out of all the pointless time consuming activities I could’ve chosen, I decided to make a blog…big mistake. After hours of trying to come up with a username, I was finally able to get one that wasn’t taken. God, finding a username that you actually want to use is like trying to find cultural awareness in your Computer Science professor. It just ain’t gonna happen. Customizing the blog took even longer. And even after messing with a bunch of settings and coming up with a nice little picture for the heading, I feel a second grader could’ve done better. All they would’ve had to do is smash the keys on the keyboard and maybe even drool a bit and it would’ve automatically been better. Anyways, I made this mostly for myself because sometimes things happen where you just stand there and wonder… And I wanted to record those things so that years from now, I could look back and see how much things have changed including myself. So if you’re down for the impending chronicles of an average person. Sit back, relax, and be prepared to waste precious homework time…Like I already have.

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