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[Mar. 19th, 2007|10:33 pm] |
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i need a jolt of excitement right now. something unexpected and big. something that will pull me out of these cold weather blues. i've been so down on my life recently. i think it's mostly from boredom. i don't like routine very much, and college is full of routine for me right now. i need an interesting job after i graduate. i'm NOT going to get some 9-5 job for the rest of my life. |
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[Jan. 17th, 2007|04:34 pm] |
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sometimes i steal pens from work. it makes me feel like a big man. |
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[Dec. 30th, 2006|11:55 am] |
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every time i have maple syrup before 11am i have a stomach ache. always. |
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[Dec. 23rd, 2006|10:48 am] |
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bored. |
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[Dec. 20th, 2006|01:52 pm] |
i had a moment last night. it happened when i was really stoned as it often does. so i come home and start watching some sportscenter. then it occured to me. sports are so fucking theatrical. people have become very famous from having a career where they merely cover sports for the media. this doesnt make sense to me. its not a real job. all of these people, even the atheletes are just glorified actors and actresses. its really no difference.
for those of you who don't know much about whats currently going on in sports, ill tell you. allen iverson, perhaps the best player in the NBA, had expressed interest in seeking a trade from his team (he played in philadelphia for 10 years). yesterday, he was finally traded to denver. now, i guess this is a big deal in sports, but the sports media was just ridiculous. they were treating this story, so meaningless to everyones life, like if the president had been shot or something. i just couldnt get over this. i mean, yeah, its their job and everything, but they are brainwashing millions of people into thinking this matters to the rest of the world. they are sadly mistaken. yes, this affects the lives of those thirtysomethings who spend days on end on the couch watching this shit constantly, but not the majority of people.
im kinda glad sports dont have as much of an impact on me as they used to. its nice to just not care about all of this nonsense sometimes. i still care, and i enjoy the occasional game or two, but since i got to college i have realized that sports really arent that important in the grand scheme of things. they are, afterall, just a game. a fun game and fun to watch, but nothing more. |
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[Dec. 17th, 2006|01:42 am] |
goodbye fair rome.
until we meet again... |
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[Dec. 7th, 2006|09:03 pm] |
anytime you think your life sucks, remember that you've got it pretty good. no matter how much you think your school sucks, take a deep breath. it could be worse; much much worse. i came across this website. this college is literally 2 miles away from my house. it has a national reputation for being the most backwards college in the entire country. it didn't really hit me how fucked up it is until i read the student expectations page on their website. now, im not hating on religion in any way, shape or form, but tell me this isn't ridiculous. i don't believe for a second that god's calling includes these ridiculous rules. check this shit out: http://www.bju.edu/prospective/expect/general.html
sorry, i don't know how to make that a hyperlink but im sure it wont take much time to copy and paste. thanks for listening. |
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[Dec. 5th, 2006|04:25 pm] |
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i gave up my seat on the subway to a nun today. she gave me a big smile.
it's always good to have god on your side.
"Oh my name it is nothin'
My age it means less
The country I come from
Is called the Midwest
I's taught and brought up there
The laws to abide
And that land that I live in
Has God on its side." |
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[Nov. 18th, 2006|05:17 pm] |
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what a huge disaster of an afternoon. i decided to go to hadrian's villa in tivoli. this is a site of ancient roman ruins that was heavily recommended by all of the tourbooks. so at 2 i leave school for tivoli. after about an hour on the bus/metro and 30 minutes of walking i finally find myself at the entrance to the villa. jubilation! or so i thought. at that very moment my dad calls me. we talked for about 5 minutes, but i noticed that towards the end of our conversation, everything was starting to shut down, including the ticket window. this is 3 hours before the guidebook told me it was supposed to close. i asked one of the ticket sales people about this and they just told me it was closed and there was nothing they could do. i kinda felt like crying. this was the one cool thing i was gonna do this weekend and it got all fucked up. things got worse. i could not find the bus back to rome. after an hour of searching and asking people for directions i finally found the bus stop, but had to wait 30 minutes for the bus to come. finally, i had the most clostraphobic ride home on the bus. for an hour i couldn't move. it really, really sucked. wow, my day fucking blew.
oh well. |
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[Nov. 18th, 2006|12:27 pm] |
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i need to make some friends. |
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[Nov. 7th, 2006|04:50 pm] |
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about 15 minutes ago there was a horrific sounding accident right outside my apartment. i heard a big crash and then a man (or woman) screaming bloody murder for about 2 minutes straight. i don't know what happened. i don't want to know what happened. but i had to look, right? for all i know there was the most gruesome occurence of all time happening 100 feet away, and i had to look to convince myself that it wasn't what my imagination told me it was. you know the feeling. human beings are curious; what can i say? well i opened the window and didn't see too much. there were at least two motercycles lying on the ground with a crowd of people gathered around. at least one person was crying. i really do believe that nobody got seriously injured in this accident. people in this country wear helmets on motercycles and, besides the one person crying, the crowd didn't look incredibly distressed. i sincerly, with all my heart, hope that everyone outside is OK. |
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[Nov. 7th, 2006|12:02 pm] |
i'm not good at this journal thing.
maybe i'm just not cut out for it. |
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[Oct. 16th, 2006|08:32 pm] |
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today during italian lit class (a class i'm really enjoying b t dubs) i started getting a craving for a gyro. i really wanted a fucking gyro. so after class i set off on foot down via del corso in the great city of rome. there's gotta be a gyro shop in rome, right? well apparently not. man, i really coulda used a fucking gyro. just the thought of that soft, warm pita bread and that salty delicious lamb meat drowned in that white sauce makes me happy. so instead i end up at mcdonalds for no less than the 5th time since i've been in rome. i'm such an idiot. |
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[Oct. 15th, 2006|07:45 pm] |
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you know when you've been kinda sick for a while and don't remember what it feels like to not be kinda sick? |
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[Oct. 8th, 2006|07:04 pm] |
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Just got back from Florence. It was a good weekend. I saw way too much stuff. I was so sick of looking at art by Sunday afternoon. Oh well... I had a pretty good night last night. I got drunk at my hotel and then went out for dinner with a few guys. We had more to drink and I was entertained by those guys. They aren't really my kind of people, but the dirty jokes and movie quotes make me laugh. So after dinner we went to some bar which was pretty lame, but I got a free shot so it was OK. I started to get really bored and decided I would go home. However, on my way home, I ran into Lily and Maggie from Bates. What luck! We went to some club where I had a lot more to drink. I pretended to be Maggie's brother so some weird dude would stop hitting on her. I think there were 10 Bates kids in this 1 tiny club in Florence. It was really quite strange. Like not even entertaining, just surreal. So anyways, I woke up this morning pretty hungover and then we went to like 55 art museums and churches. It was OK. I saw some really great art, but I think I was too out of it to really appreciate everything. At lunch, a couple of guys decided that we needed to get McDonalds, so we walked across the entire city to find the golden arches. It was glorious. I'm not kidding. So anyways, now I'm at school, using the fast internet connection. It's boring and lonely. |
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[Oct. 3rd, 2006|03:10 pm] |
1. i love the smell but hate the taste of pumpkin pie.
2. out of all animals, i fear snakes the most.
3. the cornbread at bates is a weak excuse for a southern delicacy.
4. i almost never have any kind of health problem.
5. i'm jonsin' a toke.
6. if i followed nascar i would be a huge ricky rudd fan. |
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[Sep. 22nd, 2006|12:57 am] |
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One of my favorite things to do is listen to music. But, i think i listen to it differently than most people. I love trying to find greatness in music. Most of the time this means listening to music that i'm not necessarily the most comfortable listening to. I have a really good idea of the popular music that critics and most fans consider to be the great music. This knowledge probably comes from countless hours of reading rollingstone and allmusic.com. In other words, for a kid my age, i know my shit. Nobody knows it either. Most of my friends probably don't know that i know a lot about popular music. Searching for these great qualities has allowed me to fall in love with popular bands that i would never have thought about listening to before. For instance, all through my childhood and teenage years i thought the beach boys were the lamest band of all time. It wasn't until I read critical opinions about the beach boys from the "experts" that I began to see the beach boys for what they really are: intelligent, creative, deeper than you would expect, etc.. Now I don't have too many regrets about taking this kind of approach to music, but does it make me completely unoriginal? Do I only like Fleetwood Mac because somebody told me I should? Maybe. But, i think music and art have a lot in common. That is, we all like the great works of art. You don't have to be original unless you're making a point out of being original and people who do that are often really lame. This said, I still struggle to find greatness in some bands, and it's quite frustrating. Take Captain Beefheart and the Magic Band for instance. I'm sure that name means nothing to 99% of people, but they have this album called "Trout Mask Replica". It's one of the more highly regarded albums of all time. I think rollingstone rated it something like the 40th best album ever. That's saying something. So of course I read about it, and eventually went out and bought it. The guy at the record store even complemented me for buying it. However, I just don't seem to get it. Captain Beefheart must have the grittiest voice of all time. It sounds like Tom Waits on a bad day. The background music on this CD is almost unlistenable; a seemingly random collection of jagged guitar cords, and dark, spooky bass lines. It just sounds like a few really depressed people banging on pots and pans. The lyircs are even more mystifying. Yes, it's poetry, but come on now, what the hell? It just freaks me out. I am never going to take acid and listen to this stuff; I can barely listen to it sober. Anyways, I do enjoy some stuff Captain Beefheart has released. He released a great album in the 70s called "Bat Chain Puller", i think.. So that's my thought. I'm in Italy, b t dubs. |
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[Sep. 3rd, 2006|11:11 pm] |
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i wish i could've spent more time at home before leaving for italy. i feel like i just walked in the door. now, i'm out for 3 and a half more months. i like it here. so many nice feelings. and i like my family. they're good people. |
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[Sep. 3rd, 2006|02:16 pm] |
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so my dad asked me if i wanted to watch a cycling race in greenville today. i didnt think it would be that big of a deal, but i was wrong. somehow the USA Professional Cycling Championship race is held in my town this year. this race was a big deal. there were about 150 of the top US riders in the country in the race. they are scheduled to do 5 laps around the city of greenville for a total of 121 miles. now part of this loop goes up and over paris mountain. im amazed at how good of shape these cyclists are in. they were doing like 50 mph down the mountain. thousands of people from greenville were on paris mountain to watch the race. it was crazy. there were helicopters and tv cameras and many of the people watching the race were really intense. it was an interesting way to spend the afternoon. good job greenville, people care. |
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