Desertification

Finally i'm done with finals! It always feels like a giant weight lifted. But as exited as I am about being done with the semester, in the back of my brain I know I am probably going to get bored rather quickly and start feeling miserably unproductive. In large part due to my ADD.

Don't you love it when a question on a test gives you the answer to another question? That's the greatest. I wonder if teachers meant to include the answer in another question or if it was a mistake.

The dude that lives in the room right next to mine is always playing the new Coldplay album. I can hear it as if it was in my room because our desks face each other with only a wall in between. He has good taste in music. I just wish he'd quit with the Rage Against the Machine...

As young people it's hard for us to see things from a perspective other than whats right now. I think we feel like we need to live life as fast as we can and cram as many memories with everyone as we can into our young years. But for some reason i've started to look at things in a long-run point of view, because aren't those the things that matter? It eliminates a lot of worries, that's for sure.

I apologize for the philosophical-ness.

I wasted an hour that I should have been studying last night making ring tones. It was worth it to get to hear the guitar solo to Hey Sandy every time Michael calls me. haha.

Bundchen

In case you actually do live under a rock avid blog followers, Obama won the race.

Giselle Bundchen is still 23.

Gasoline is watered down.

The 1450th James Bond movie is in theaters.

Much of the world still doesn't have access to the internet.

Waffle House still doesn't sell Pancakes.

Black friday is scheduled to commence as usual.

So you can sleep soundly.

Blastoma

While my Environmental Science class is definitely my least favorite, I can't say it isn't the most entertaining.

Let's take today's lecture for instance. My professor started out talking about the electromagnetic wave spectrum and ultra violet rays etc. etc., and just as she was about to start talking about chemical bonding, it reminded her of a new way she could make everyone in the class feel uncomfortable. So of course, she subtly trailed off in to what would evolve into a discussion that would be exponentially more disturbing than it would be informative. This lecture included topics (and in great detail) about why homosexual and bisexual people are more susceptible to a certain strain of the Aids virus, the difference that using certain contraceptives make during sex (and assured us from experience... and she's old so that was a little creepy) and several other potentially offensive and completely off-topic subjects.

Gotta love her...

This week is going to be busy. It seems like October is the month for birthdays, so many people i know have a birthday this month. On top of that it is usually one of the tougher months in school because of mid-terms and such.

I can't wait to get done with school and get on with my life. But I am trying my best to enjoy it while I can.

I wonder if my professor likes Weird Science.

Favoritism

I found my new favorite book of all time. It's a book called "Stuff White People Like", and it's another one down on the B-day list. I first heard about the book from my friend Bryan. Upon opening the book, I immediately realized that it was going to be genius. With nearly every example, I was laughing more and more at the impeccable accuracy the author captures of modern day white people, especially youths and young adults. There were many examples that I had observed myself, but instead had thought of these habits as more of a "modernist/indie" thing than strictly the practices of white people. However, white people are arguably more guilty of the instances than other ethnicity's and I myself can be charged with multiple examples on the list.



Some of the most hilarious examples the book entails that I have read so far are as follows:

#104 Girls with bangs

#101 Being Offended

#63 Expensive Sandwiches

#14 Having black friends

#2 Religions their Parents don't belong to

And many more.

So, read the book if you have a good sense of humor. And don't get offended, or you will be guilty of #101 and therefore will prove the author correct. haha.

Yesterday, Bryan and Fareeha and I had a hang out day. It was great fun and terribly needed after my busy week. We went to Target (of course), went to the park, ate at Five Guy's, and just chilled.







Today is Thursday and like most Thursdays, I don't know what to do with myself. It's too early in my weekend to start doing homework, and most of my friends are in class or at work.

I am hungry as anything right now....

So I have been thinking a lot about Iraq lately. For a long time, I have been trying to get the truth about Iraq so that I can formulate an educated and disputable opinion about what is going on over there. I think a lot of people are too quick to oppose or support things, and with situations of this complexity and magnitude, I think it is only right to know a considerably large amount of information before either going to the picket line or lashing out at those at the picket line.

We see a lot of violence on television, but we don't always get the whole story. There is so much uncertainty surrounding the war, at times it is unbearably frustrating that we are so much in the dark... however, it seems that the presence of US troops is violently opposed by too many to be doing more good than bad, and too many have died because of our occupation; that is, if you prefer to call it that.

You really have to tip-toe around the subject of war.

So many have different opinions about what is going on over there, sometimes I wish I could see for myself.

There are so many reasons to stay, like helping Iraq build up it's nation again; and so many reasons to leave, like way too many innocent lives are being lost because of our being there. I don't think anyone knows what's truly going on anymore...

More on that later though...

Intellectual

So another thing I want for my birthday is "Your Movie Sucks" by my all time favorite critic, Roger Ebert.



I love Roger Ebert, he always brings up some interesting points and sometimes when I read his reviews I feel like I am talking to myself. lol. Because the things he mentions are usually things I think of myself while watching a movie.

Or you can buy me Kings of Leon tickets for November... but that's going to cost you an appendage or so. It would be much appreciated though! I would compensate you for your missing appendage with my un dieing loyalty!

In other news....

I joined the Kennesaw Communications Association. I am exited that I finally found a campus organization that will benefit me. I will be able to find activities to participate in to include in my resume and I will meet students who can give me advice regarding the communications field. Plus, I got a nifty t-shirt :3.



I think the back is pretty cute.



Hopefully one day I will be eligible for the Lambda Pi Eta, the National Comm. Assoc.'s Honors Society. That would make me feel special.... lol.

Today I am just trying to study... or rather organize myself so that tomorrow I can study, for my environmental science class. My teacher is quite interesting, she insists that global warming in fact does not at all exist, and that Hybrid cars are a scam and do not actually help conserve energy at all. "WHAT happens when your car battery dies?? It gets taken to a recycling facility that uses FUEL to recycle it". She has a good point. Gosh she is eccentric but I love her.

Have a doog day, I'm going to Taco Mac with Michael :D

Nostalgia

I have always sort of secretly wished I could live in the tv show Pete & Pete.

Maybe I just wish I could go back to around the time when the show came out. A time when the most I worried about was getting chocolate milk from the cafeteria before they ran out.

I wish they still made shows like this one. I could watch this intro a million times.

Contraception

careful and balanced
your smile full of grace
your touch is gentle and calming
your voice is kind and soft
your words are careful and reassuring
you see the world with eyes that see only beauty
you are a precious gift to all who meet you
relief from a world of relentless superficiality
i know too many who contrast your patience with anger
you are what i want to be

Mackerel

So I have these very nice silk black asian style pants that admittedly are a bit large. The other day Ian saw me in them and started calling them my "shrimp boat pants". This later ensued into a full on debate about weather or not my shrimp catching pants would be more useful than a fishing rod in the case that you find yourself stuck on a shrimp boat for a long period of time. Needless to say, the conversation was strangely entertaining. It went as follows:

me: hey how was crackel barrell
iandude2009: Um, I never went.
me: why not?
iandude2009: The reason I was back at your house was because they went without me. >.<
me: OMG thats gayyyy
iandude2009: Not as gay as your shrimp-boat fishing pants. :D
me: your jealous
of my shrimp boat pants
iandude2009: Sure, sure.
me: what are you gonna do when you find yourself on a shrimp boat without them? you'll wish you had them.
pants and a shrimp net? that's bad ass.
iandude2009: No, I'll use a fishing pole, because shrimp cannot compare to the amount of food a fish offers.
me: but you cannot catch nearly as many of them.
iandude2009: Why would I need alot, if all I need is one?
Then when I need more, I'l lsit back, relax, maybe nap a bit, and catch me a fish.
me: but you are not guaranteed to catch one if you suck at fishing
and you might run out of bait
iandude2009: On the contrary, I'm not yanking on a net for 1-2 hours hoping I got a school of shrimp, only to be dissappointed when I didn't get anything but some kelp and a boot.
You can't suck at a fish being hungry.
me: on the contrary, fishing takes more skill than that. especially if you are in the ocean, in which case the fish are going to be much larger.
and harder to catch
iandude2009: Exactly why you only need one.
Fish are hungry just as much as you are, therfore, you'll get a fish regardless of your skill. That's why people fish on lakes competitively, and not in oceans, unless fishing for a very specific fish.
It's easy. You ever here the term, "There's other fish in the sea"? It makes sense,
me: if you have a shrimp net, the possibilities of things you can catch are endless. if you only have a rod, you have to have a specific kind of bait to catch the fish that are in the body of water where you are.
iandude2009: Exactly, but a shrimp net is very large, and slow due to the drag of the water, and shrimp see it and so do other animals. Fish actually fight over bait on a hook.
And it's not hard to see those big 'ole black pants.
me: but a shrimp net can be used for many other things besides catching food. it can be a cover for your boat at night or a sail too
what are you gonna do with a fishing pole?
iandude2009: A cover for a dead guy on a boat that died of starvation?
me: no, to shield you from the insects or the sun
iandude2009: Lol, and besides, do you think a boat with a shrimp net, or a shrimp-boat doesn't have some sort of covering that already do that, so the shrimp net can do its proper job?
me: Lol that's true.
iandude2009: And you're still hungry.
I win.
me: A fishing rod will eventually break. A shrimp net is going to last longer.
iandude2009: Lol, you said yourself a net catches anything, even trash, that could cut the net.
me: Just because the net is black doesn't mean fish are smart enough not to swim into it
especially shrimp
Ah, but my shrimp boat pants are ultra durable, made from fabric similar to kevlar!
iandude2009: Like I said, if shrimp catching was easy, it wouldn't be as complicated as having to have and entire boat and crew to catch these tiny little sources of flesh, that sometimes aren't even matured enough for eating.
Sea monkeys are shrimp. See how small they are?
And shrimp are the primary source of all other animals in the sea.
food*
me: But I am talking the big guys. And that's only for commercial fishing. An individual could easily do it with a smaller net.
iandude2009: Well, you take on the big guy with your pants, while I'm full of tuna, cod, or some yummy sea bass, that are all soooo so common.
me: lol. okay have fun with that
iandude2009: Admit it.
iandude2009: C'mon, admit it.
Say it.
me: ...... NOOOOOO
iandude2009: I win. :D
me: FINE. i suppose a fishing rod is slightly more efficient than a silk shrimp boating net lol
but none the less, you can not wear a fishing rod as pants :)
or any other article of clothing
iandude2009: I can use it to extend the reach of my arm.
ANYWAY!
I gotta call Christina, talk to you later.
me: lol. ok. ttyl

Inconcievable

I absolutely loathe group assignments. I would rather do the most complicated assignment on my own than have to work with other people on it. I am in a group right now that is supposed to be working on a group project for World Civilizations, but we can't even agree on a topic. My group mates would much rather drink and talk about the bests local bars than work on the project. Which is of course because we cannot even agree on a topic. You know how there is always that person that kind of takes over a group assignment and tries to micro manage, and there's that person that doesn't do anything? Well, the person that doesn't want to do anything is my whole group. lol.

I really can't wait until I am done with my gen ed. classes an I can start taking some stuff I am actually interested in.

So as you can see from the lack of anything interesting in this blog, not too much is going on right now.

Tiffany is back here from California. I visited her yesterday. Her dad lives on a farm in Jefferson. I got head butted in the gut by a goat named bad ass billy. It was the highlight of my day. It was a lot like this commercial actually.



I still love you billy.

Ghosts

I had a dream last night. A dream I honestly believed was real.

I was with my friends. The friends whom I used to have. The ones that I lost because of some stupid, superficial, pointless argument.

I've had some friends that I deeply care about. Unfortunately, they eventually seemed not to care as much about me. In the dream we weren't best friends again, but we forgave each other. It wasn't how it used to be, but we acknowledged that we genuinely cared for each other, and in an unspoken way, apologized for the events that lead up to the end of our friendship. I wish it were real. But somehow I have a feeling that it will not come true.

I really like my new room mate Stephanie. She is a very cool, laid back girl. I am really glad for that, seeing as there were a few hundred girls on the waiting list who I can guarantee you weren't as laid back and mature as her.

I can't believe i'm about to be 20. I feel like a cyborg, half-child-half-adult. Part of me wants to grow up so badly, because somehow I think by growing up I can distract myself with responsibilities and not have to think about life anymore. If I can have a career, endless bills, and a few dozen kids I can emerse myself in a world of endless duties and tasks and never have to be hurt by an ending friendhsip. I will never have to listen to gossiping banter because I am an adult, and adults are too old for drama. But then, I am also terrified of growing old. The thought of having children makes my brain freak out. The thought of having endless duties and responsibilities that I will be obligated to until I retire makes me want to grow a beard and join Hell's Angels or something.

My 20th birthday is coming faster than ever.

Maybe I can run from it.

Acetaminophen

My birthday is coming up. For most people it seems like their whole young lives are leading up to the day they turn 21. But for me, I think it's turning 20 that is the clincher. I pretty much don't really do anything that required me to be 21, so i'm not expecting it to be that big a deal to me, but turning 20 is a whole different story. 20 means i'm not a child anymore. 20 means that I can no longer relate to 17 year olds. 20 opens up a whole nother door to life, the getting married and having children door and the eventually being totally self sufficient door. 20 opens the "I'm now too old for that" door, when just the day before it would have been acceptable. Now a days, 20 is the real transition from child to young adult, no matter what the law says about 17 or 18 year olds being 'legal'.

I want to do something fun this birthday, I feel like it's one of the most important birthdays I will have in my life. One of the most important milestones.

I feel like time is so intangible. I want to reach out and shake it and tell it to stop sometimes.

So, I am exceedingly bad at planning parties. Always have been. But this year I need to come up with something cool to do. All I want is to have all my good friends around me and be somewhere where no one will be uncomfortable and everyone will be happy. One thing however that seems to get in the way of that a lot of times is the fact that not all of my good friends get along with each other. In fact, some straight up hate each other. Not many, but a few. And the last thing I would want on my birthday is a bitch fight taking the attention off of me. Just kidding about the attention thing, but yes.. you get the idea. So if I am really serious about this get together thing... (eughhh just saying the words 'get together' already stress me out) I am going to have to start inviting people.. yesterday.

I am beginning to figure out where I stand as of now in life. It has taken me a while of being insecure about things to realize that things really are going in the right direction. I have positive people around me and friends that I know are my true friends and genuinely care for me, I am privileged enough to be able to go to an awesome school with amazing people that always offer me everything I need, not to mention i've got an absolutely amazing boyfriend that has to be in the top ten of best boyfriends ever. So I think I need to stp complaining as much about life and realize that i've got way too many good things going on to be complaining.

I seriously don't think people actually think about the fact that there are hundreds of thousands of people in the world who would most likely kill someone to live like you do. But we go around complaining because of some he-said-she-said bull crap that we act like is the most important thing going on in our lives. And in most cases, that's true. That's all that most of us do have to worry about.. ever think about that?

Maybe you talk about people because you're bored. Maybe you do it because you are a malicious person. But that's impossible, right? Of course you aren't...

Sara and I both agree that asian babies are the cutest babies ever. We are going to adopt them and name them after organic biochemestry compounds. How does Aldehyde Carboxcilica sound?

This is my (major gifts) birthday list this year:

1. A new PC from New Egg (ask Michael for specs details) that looks like this


2. A (NON electronic) drum set that looks something like this:


3. A new phone preferably a sidekick or one that at least does the slide-y thingy so that I can type on it like a key board and has a GPS mapping system and looks something like this:

4. Piano sheet music for the little Mermaid! It might look like this:


5. A World of Warcraft subscription card for any amount of time would be muuuchh appreciated. See below:


So I will be a pretty happy camper if I get any one of these this year :)

thanks a lot.

Woah

Manta Rays are my new favorite animal ever. Actually, all sting rays are. They are so awesome.

Look at that thing... you can't tell me you wouldn't loose your bowels if that thing came flying after you.

Release

I realized something lately, I really love traveling.

There's just something about just getting up and going. Just getting up and seeing a part of the world other than that part in which you live everyday. And there's something enlightening about it. If you've never traveled internationally, I can tell you it is an experience that will change you in ways you wouldn't have expected. It's like suddenly... the reality of the rest of the world sinks in. When before you only had an inkling of the concept of how much the world actually holds. How many things exist that you previously had little or no idea of. Seeing different cultures on television or learning about them in school, we might think we are pretty knowledgeable about the world. We might feel like there is nothing new under the sun for us. But when you actually experience how different a place hundreds of thousands of miles away from your home is, it is other worldly; and at the same time it begins to become apparent how similar we all really are.

I can't wait to go to Europe next summer. Even though I am a little nervous because the farthest out of the country i've been is caracas, venezuela in South America (which is actually much closer than one would think).

I get to go to New York for Christmas. That's going to have to satisfy my apetite for the time being. :)

Oblivious

I'm noticing a pattern. Young people are oblivious. And I mean totally, utterly and incredibly oblivious. We think we are grown, we think we know it all. We think we are so wise and experienced because of what we have gone through in our 19, 20 or 21 years of life. We live for jumping on the first chance to criticize one another as if we have the right to do so. We love conflict (though most will deny it), we live for trivialities. We set expectations for our friends as if they are nothing more to us than amusement, or a means to boost our self worth.

Instead of taking the time to understand and respect the feelings and view points of others in our lives, we act as if they owe us something. As if one should have to earn the friendship of another. This is not truly friendship, this is an organized clique in which each strives to increase their own self worth by creating envy in others through exclusion and rejection. We measure our self worth not by our personal character, but by the acceptability of the image we present to the world. We hurt each other in the name of being "real" and "honest", when we should be patient and kind to one another. Instead of forgiving we slander each others name and claim to be the 'bigger person'.

We concentrate on being different and interesting instead of ourselves and call that being "real". We rebel by doing and wearing and listening to just what other rebellious are and claim to be unique, then down talk others who are interested in anything 'mainstream'. We avoid the company of those who we judge to be not like us (because remember, we are the best kind of people and all others are strange) and yet claim that we want to go into the world and help people. We see each other through the sunglasses of our own concepts of iniquity and write off those who do not measure up to our idea of a person worth knowing.

We think that 'telling someone off' makes us a strong person. If someone agrees with us even in attempt to diffuse our aggressiveness, we think they are weak. If someone adopts any our beliefs or interests, we consider them to be weak minded even though we preach to them that they are wrong.

We are fake. We are unkind. We are cold. We are self centered. We are oblivious, and most of us continue on thinking we know it all. We will never learn from one another because we ignore each other.

We should practice kindness, patience, forgiveness, and humility more often. We should find a way to truly care about another before we decide that we are worth knowing.

Don't fool yourself.