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| I like how I don't have to blog very often to still be called a blogger. Kinda. I realized that I COULD not pay as much attention in my Intro to Programming class. Then I COULD write out a blog post in my class. lol I've actually read through a webcomic, chatted it up a bit with Marky, and read ahead on my Java programming thanks to online tutorials. Um... lol? Oh man... it's time to start grappling, I mean griping. Actually, I'm doing very good in my Managerial Accounting class like 97 or 98% or so. But that class is pretty easy so long as you show up for class. Which I... mostly do. Intro to Programming... is based on my ability to give the professor exactly(!!) what he wants. Not so good yet, that one goes, but it gets better. Ancient Meditteranean World... is my kryptonite. It involves lots of note-taking in class, lots of note-taking while on the frequent in-class quizzes and writings. I get the general idea of history, but I can't seem to remember, come quiz time, that Cleisothenes was the father of Athenian democracy. But because the quizzes, writings, and tests are open-notes, I just gotta write it down in the notes, right? Well, for a guy who's basically never had to take notes before, that's kinda tough. Hooray! I'm being humbled. I love it. Seriously. It's great that I'm running into a class where I'm having trouble with the basic content and it's making me work hard to overcome it. I was afraid school was gonna be boring, but this is kinda fun. Then... there's my Intro to Computers class. It's my online class... and I've forgotten that I signed up for it and I missed a whole unit. I'm in the process of begging for mercy from my instructor for half credit for that unit. D'oh. So, that's my school life in a halfshell. (Turtle power?) /em sings "They're the world's... most fiercesome fighting teens..." o 0 (I thought they were turtles.) Warning - Big shock coming. I liked Donatello the best. I'm in the process of seeing if I can get a new job. Yay, it would be a huge boost. Pray for luck for me, plz. Someday, I'm gonna stop running from God. I mean it. I seriously am disliking this whole being distant from God thing. But, apparently, I'm not hating it yet, which is bad. Pray that I start hating it, plz. Seriously, I know I'm not gonna have a lotta self-confidence, or not self-destructing, if I don't take care of this. I kinda wonder if my pursuit of computer programming is self-destruction... kk, I'm done griping. See ya laterz. | | |
| Oh, that's right, I did. D'oh.
I got, like, 20 minutes of videos if you guys wanna watch em all in order to get my points.
Rundown on my politics. Why I don't like Obama. Why I don't like McCain. Why I like Ralph Nader. It's too bad I still have to vote for John McCain because of his Pro-Life stance, I like the Green Party. I like everything but their Pro-Choice agenda. Sorry, but uh, I can't support infanticide. Oh well.
Rundown on my schooling. I got an A in English and an A- in Financial Accounting. I'm happy. Mostly. I think I should've been able to get an A in Financial Accounting and maybe I could've, but my study habits are what prevented me from being an A student. That and I took a couple of days off of class because I was tired from working then going straight to school. Bleah.
I'm trying to get some days off of work to go visit Dawn again... but it's not going well. D'oh. Again. Oh, I've also started saying Jeebus because I didn't remember where it came from. But then someone reminded it's what Homer calls Jesus. Now I can't say it anymore.
Finally, why the population of America... is in trouble.
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| Urgh... summer school is totally kicking my patookus. o 0 (Wow,
spellchecker doesn't object to patookus at all.) Don't get me
wrong, I'm (pretty sure, I mean, the profs don't really like giving me
stuff back to look at my grade or anything) on track to get A's in both
classes I'm taking... but it's so much work. I mean, I have to
study. I almost never did that before. Biblical Hebrew was
the exception. But now since I, like, actually care what I'm
going to get for a grade (scholarships FTW) I'm finding that school
isn't as easy as I remember it.
Then again, even if I do pull out the A for both my classes, is it
really that great an achievement? Or is it like saying I won a
fistfight with a Jedi wannabe?
I is... teh tireds. Engrish badder.
So yeah, that'd be why, like, no one has heard from me in an umpteen +1
number of days. Because I sleep and work and go to school and eat.
I should probably mention this. My family's ability to dodge attention... has garnered attention. Just what we want.
Also, I've learned that Google is the reason I'm getting stupider. More on that later.
One-sentence paragraphs!
*nods off*
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| Two weeks is, I figure, about the average of how often I wanna update
the site. Unless I actually have something important to say, ya
know. Which, since I don't this time, you might wanna skip down
to the next one.
Hmm... let's see... I suppose I could talk about my Personal Planetary
Genesis Project. See, here's the deal. When I die, I want
my dead, lifeless body to be stuffed with the densest material
you can find. I can live with lead. That'd be
alright. So then, and I'm counting on you Dawn, to launch my body
into orbit. Then, your job is done. After that, it's a
simple matter of using the density inside my body to draw space
material towards the floating mass of lead. Eventually, I figure
I will have gathered so much material, that I'll be my own
planet. Then, when someone scientist hundreds (of thousands) of
years from now discovers the planet that the lead inside my body made,
he/she/it will name it after me. So now you understand one of my
more ambitious dreams.
Okay, so I'm at Kirkwood typing up this blog entry just before
class. And as soon as I finish up that last paragraph, I hear
some heavy rumbling. And I think to myself, okay this is
it. God has FINALLY had enough and He's going to smite me.
Fortunately, (ed:really?) it was just a janitor's trash bin
rolling by downstairs. So I've been granted a small
reprieve. For now. But I kinda wonder about the smiting, ya
know.
Alright, I think I've hurt your brain enough for today.
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| Yes, I know, it's amazing. So um... what should I talk about, since I have the window pulled up and I've already started typing words into the computer thing.
Hmm...
Um...
Oh yeah! I'm just about ready to start taking my classes. I thought they started Thursday, but they actually start Monday, so tomorrow will actually be my last day of freedom for a while.
So I've been staying with my brother while I look for a real place to live. And that's been not bad. He's behaving well, and I think I am too, so we're getting along. Which is nice. Compared to the alternative.
I went to the Taj Mahal today. Not the India place, but the only Indian restaurant in town I know of. (preposition...) And I got some curry lamb, which I love, and I've only ever had twice. But I really disappointed this time because they put a lot of cilantro in the curry and I don't like cilantro. A lot. So it was pretty much ruined for me. And the naan wasn't as good as it was last time. So I was kinda disappointed overall.
Lately, I haven't been sleeping more than six hours at a time... which leaves me pretty tired for work. Like, I go to bed at 10 a.m. expecting to be able to sleep for about eight hours, but then I wake up at 4 p.m. and I'm kinda disappointed.
But I am just about done studying for my MCDST, and this time I'm totally going to succeed. Unlike the last time when I didn't.  Oh well.
Okay, that's all for now.
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