Paul

It seems I cannot choose between a small amount of sleep and a massive, unnecessary amount of sleep. Out of the fear that I will be late for class in the morning, I have started to sleep with my contacts in. It's quite painful, and terrible for your eyes, and your contacts. All around it's not good. However - it saves me 2-3 minutes of time in the morning. And call me crazy, but for some classes, I can't even bring myself to walk in 2-3 minutes late. I know what you're thinking "Geeze, Paul must miss a lot of class!". Shut it.

All that aside, I still have no problem sacrificing 30 minutes of sleep to update LJ and check my message boards. 

I also really hate the fact that I can stay up all night studying, feel real accomplished with the effort I put in and what I learned, and then still be weeks behind. Missing 2 weeks straight of classes when I was taking English classes or electives or whatever the hell I took at RCC....that wasn't good, but it wasn't bad. There were ways of catching up. You could use cliffsnotes if you had to, and you might not do exceptionally well, but you'd get by. Teaching yourself 2 weeks of Calculus or Chemistry however, it may just be a lost cause.

It was published in my school's newspaper the other day that "a student has been given a summons for illegally downloading videos".

Regardless of the clever method that said student (i'm sure) use to get around the (piece of shit) security measures the school puts in place, this is really not something to be published in the school paper. I'm beginning to wonder if they will make an example out of this student with some massive fine. Hopefully not for his (or her) sake.

After a bit of searching, I discovered that if you are the perpetrator, you will lose your access to the internet. Apparently the student was given the summons over a week ago. That mean's from the time that the student was caught until his summons meeting, he (or she) will have been without internet access for over two weeks. That is a brilliant move on the schools part, and probably wouldn't have any adverse effects on the students education because the internet is overrated and used only for porn (Futurama: Season 1: Episode 8: "A Big Piece of Garbage").

Either way I'm sure that if the student was intelligent enough to have a way around the schools methods of blocking "Illegal" downloads, he (or she) probably has a way around them shutting off the internet. But I'm just speculating now.

Going by the way this school tends to operate things (and a summons I, personally, have had in the past for "illegally" drinking in a dorm room. It was a gatoraid but damn, they nailed me anyway! Take that thirst quencher!")....they've probably issued this student a summons to meet with their residence director first. From my experience, this is just 10 minutes of the RD power trip that happens to land right in the middle of the students class time. Take that, education ! First your internet and now your attendance! They'll cite a ton of standards, rules and regulations. Claim you signed an agreement when you moved in, and that you should learn a valuable life lesson from this all. The consequences could be so much worse! I heard now that the RIAA and MPA are no longer suiing people and just going right after the ISP, people have had scary messages from their ISP making them click big "I'm sorry I'll never do it again" buttons in order to regain their internet access. It's nice to see this school is picking up where those wonderful people left off and is going to just fine that student instead of making him (or her) click a big scary button.

Anyway, anyone catch last weeks Entourage? Effin hilarious.

Also, speaking of obtaining things illegally: Bing owns. I've officially stopped using google because Bing search will actually turn up product keys for software if you just google them. Not that I've intentionally gone looking for these things, or used them if I find them.

Windows 7 is pretty cool by the way. Totally get it when it comes out.

In other words, they don't filter their results. They simply give you what you ask for. For some reason I was so positive "hilarious" was not spelled as it is. So I searched for it. Go check out just the first page of image results from bing.com when you search hilarious. Do it. I promise, it's worth your time.

New Brand New might possibly be better than the new Muse CD (which is freaking amazing). But damn, Daisy is a good album. Jet's Shaka Rock isn't anything to pass up either. Check em all out.

(Demonoid should come back around soon! Internal trackers are a good thing. So I hear.)

 Got to love selling books to idiots on amazon.com. This guy is really asking for it, but I'm also on a lot of drugs because of my root canals tomorrow so I really went off on him. Still, it pisses me off.

---this is far too long, so don't start reading unless you've got some time---

 Japanese2 final at 10:30 and I'm faililng it no matter what. I put the blame on a) changing teachers after japanese 1 (who would have thought that they don't follow the same syllabus) and b) the textbook being a total piece of shit that doesnt have any answers, examples, or explanations of how things work.....just questions. Oh, c) being a failure.

I humored myself by ignoring sleep and "studying" all night except for I didn't study, i stared at the textbook, trying to figure out how there can be hundreds of pages that dont actually explain anything. Not that I haven't looked at it before, I just understood stuff early on because it had already been taught to me by my previous japanese 1 teacher. Then we changed course and went on to new shit that was a spin-off from something I had not learned, that my new teacher taught her previous class in the first semester course. It's worth noting that I'm one of two people in the class that did not have this teacher for jap1. And the other student was the best in the class, and struggles a tiny bit this time around. Unfair from the start, but who am I to make excuses - an F is an F. I would have dropped the course if I realized soon enough that there is actually no way to teach this to yourself. Strangely enough I'm okay at speaking it, since thats all my previous teacher did. Writing I'm not bad either. Reading it however......not so much. And if you suck at reading it, you can't answer it.

Long story short(this is ironic because it just gets longer!) I hate my life, and I'm updating Live-Fucking-Journal instead of continuing my failed attempt at studying, or better yet, sleeping!

Now I have to edit 3 rolls of 100ft plus-x-reversal black and white film for my film production final project that is due friday. Did I mention that by edit, I don't mean final-cut-pro? More like put the actual film on a small projector, find what I want cut out, then actually cut it out...and then tape the rest of it together...with actual tape. Yeah, goin oldschool here. Also it takes an absurd amount of time.

Did I mention I'm changing majors? Not that it's a surprise, or that it's final. Well, it's kind of final, it's final but I don't know what I'm changing it to. Well that's not true either, I know what I'm changing it to but I don't know what else I'm changing it to because I don't know if I want to be a one major exclusive, not that there's anything wrong with that, especially if its a B.S.S in computer engineering, that is, if I do decide I really want to change it, which I think I do.

^^^^ I repeat that to myself every day.

The dilemma is that I love computers but dear fucking GOD do I HATE computer people. 

Also I'm more of a hardware guy as opposed to software *your sexual innuendo goes here*. Which means Computer Engineering, not Computer Science.

And Computer Engineering is almost a 5 year deal. Did I mention that if we're going by years of college, I should be a senior by the time I start such a program?

Not that the amount of time I will spend in college is too far off of an average students, since you can get the degree done in 4 if you really try, and it's not uncommon to spend more than that amount. Hell, most people from Pearl River just work at CVS, or a gas station, or shop-rite, or don't even work at all. That or they go to Manhattan or St.Thomas. Anyway, community college was a grand waste of two years (education-wise). So let's rule that out and say I did only one year of real college...which is true. That means it took me a year to decide what I wanted to do....if I did in fact decide, but I won't reiterate. That's normal. Too bad not a single person in the world understands that every single credit RCC gives you goes NOWHERE. There's a catch everywhere for that shit. Oneonta took not many of my transfer credits, but they applied them to what my major was going to be (not that I had any choice in what I wanted my major to be at that point in my life). Hofstra took every single one of my credits.....as electives. Which I guess means I can major in Gameboy or something??

I'd sleep, but it should be obvious that given my current state of angry-as-fuck, I would not even get out of bed to take a swing at this final. Did I mention that this teacher gave two quizzes, one midterm, and then this final? I bombed one quiz, did well on the second, then fucked up the midterm. So I don't just need to pass the final, I need like a 90. It's too damn bad that it took me until after the drop-course-deadline to realize that our first test ever was also our last, until the final. Had I known that....well I still wouldn't have dropped because I can't bring myself to continue on with only 12 credits, I'd really rather take the F and just give it a shot.

At least I get to hand in my kick-ass paper on Shaun of the Dead today. And then go edit my zombie movie (thanks Bobby, and zombie-jade, and zombie-bobbys-brother). Hopefully that turned out okay....did I mention that I hate film people just as much as I hate computer people? Hence the change in major - I like computers more than anything except hockey(k, and you Jade). So I guess it makes sense. A friend I've known since I was 4 years old told me that he could have told me at that exact age what I should major in...I guess anyone who knows me knows this is where I should concentrate.

My fear is that hating every single person in each and every one of my classes will cause me to hate my life throughout the semester. How else can I explain...

I don't like to go to the skanky ass bars or clubs across the street in skanky ass long island. I don't make friends here because of that, and it's pretty okay with me because who wants to be friends with a skank. I'm not like many people on the hockey team, though some remain friends....I typically like to play the game sober, and shoot the puck at the net, not other peoples heads. Simply put I make friends through classes, if at all - and I FUCKING HATE COMPUTER PEOPLE. Really, anyone who has known me throughout highschool knows damn well how true that is. Maybe I'm just elitist or posessive (that wouldn't be a first) when it comes to something I care about, but anyone who uses the term "pwn" or "lawl" in real speaking terms, like, IRLOMGS. Yeah, just die. And that's almost everyone who is a comp sci / engineering major. Tom excluded, and those exclusions are very rare. And I have seen several of the computer science / eng candidates on campus.....not for me.

At least I'm close to going home so I can for at least a little while forget about all this shit. First things first - haircut, dear god, haircut. Then wash the car. Those are two emergencies that need attending to. Then, find a job. Then, spend money you dont have. Thennn set up your hockey schedule. Monday - hockey, tuesday - hockey, wednesday - hockey, thursday - hockey. Easy enough. Then play with kitty. And after that, realize that it has been close to a year since I have consumed more than a miniscule amount of alcohol or caffeine. Oh, yay 21st in early june. Turning 21 means something to me in that I will be able to get into Sean Avery's new bar in the city, instead of just getting trashed. Which apparently opens friday, with Henrik Lundqvist playing guitar. Very exclusive I'm sure, and for a vogue intern / rich hockey player in Sean Avery....I'll have to do some shopping.....and networking. Whatever, 21 yay, now when I'm out to eat with Bob, or Kate, or Tom, or every person I know....I can order something other than a club soda.

This is too long. We'll cut here and not resume, just like how my film editing is going to end up.

All this gloom and misery aside....there's something about this place that I might actually miss. Maybe it's the privacy I get in a single room (which I seriously don't get at home), maybe it's just campus life, even though I don't know anyone. Hell, there's a lot of things that are okay about crappy old Long Island... so long as you're on Hofstra's remarkably expensive campus that I will be paying for...forever (another good reason to switch to a major that will land me a job which pays something). Too bad it's hard to enjoy them when you're a step away from insanity.

Leave me comments so I know that this waste of time was amusing to someone.

college is boring.

Hi Paul,

I told you you could make up the quiz tuesday. Since you missed that day with no notice, I cannot schedule another makeup quiz for you.  You will have to use this quiz as the one you drop.


Noah



I really don't feel like explaining, just yelling. But in short, I gave him notice the very second he told me when to retake the exam. He forgot. I lose.

I should have looked him up on my rate my professor.

-Does not understand what it means to be a student. This is the most amount of work I've ever had to do for a distribution requirement. I bought eight books for a few hundred dollars, we only read a few pages of each. Tons of books on e-reserve. Ever try to read a few hundred pages online? Impossible. Quizzes are too hard. Terrible class, skip it.

-This is an extremely reading based class, too much so. The books are incredibly dense and, more often than not, he doesn't take the time needed to go through them, but he still expects his students to have a good understanding of them for very, very difficult quizzes (which are much more like tests).

- Do not take him. He treats this elective as if it were a graduate course. Annoying voice, completely pompous. Actually discourages questions because it takes away from his lecture time. His "quizzes" are more like tests. The reading is unbearable; the books required totaled more than $150. Just do yourself a favor and do not take him!

Is trying to turn it on the second after you do it.

I have a dumb roommate, with dumb friends. Maybe they'll stop drinking in the room now and getting me writ up.

I wasn't even in the room, because now when there's loud music around, I leave with my laptop, take a book to study from, and make it productive time.

Notice how I say loud music, and not alcohol.

Having to kick myself out of the room 3 - 4 nights a week because my roommate wants to drink and play loud music is not okay with me, especially when I have some alcohol intervention meeting conveniently scheduled on Jades birthday. A meeting which my roommate refuses to attend by the way, and also refuses to defend himself in his 3 summons; choosing to just take the guilty plea + fine instead. (he's rich). By the way, I have not drank since I started going to 'real' college.

I'll just add that he was complaining about his trustfund the other day, and how it isn't looking as good as it used to.

WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH.

Go to the fucking meeting, save me from getting into deep shit when I wasn't even drinking, and take the money you were going to use to pay the fines, and help pay my goddamn tuition with it.

Also stop touching my shit.


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Islam is a difficult class. I wish I wasn't taking it. And finally, it is so boring, that I actually updated this when I was not incredibly pissed off!

 

(though I am frustrated to an impressive amount)

I miss summer, and free time, and fun.

I'm over it. Some people aren't, but I am.

I just might start using this again. I'm not really sure!

It is me, at 3am, not doing my research paper! But that's okay cause I already slept a little.

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Take careful note of what I'm about to say children who are all older than me probably except you and you: People that are really dumb are not worth your time. And when I say really dumb, I mean....really really dumb. But to each their own. I mean look at me, I like Canadian sports, I buy $200 hockey sticks and waste my money on computers and cars, so I guess the other alternatives aren't really much worse right?
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It took me an hour to get home from work today. (I work 5 minutes down the street from my house). This included roughly 20 minutes of digging my car out of the snow with a tiny shovel, and taking the ice off the car, and spinning out in an unplowed parking lot. Then once I got on the road, it was 15-20 MPH of FWD drifting. Impossible? I think not! And then another 20-30 minutes of getting up the driveway.

I'm still hoping for a freaky second storm to arrive....about now. And then I wouldn't have to do this dumb essay on discrimination. I already prepared my final speech tomorrow for my speech class (ironic) on Evel Knievel! And I'm totally not studying for my Psych test, because I'm busy studying for my psych final on Monday which covers a totally different chapter and counts 4x the average test. (Tomorrow is the 4th test.....).


Okay, I'm off to further research ways in which people are discriminated. Too bad I can't cite common mother fucking sense.

I am offically in summer mode.
also known as go to sleep at 6am
wake up at 5pm

also known as get a job you lazy fuck.

=[

tomorrows going to be just as boring~!

I WILL END YOU!

and i cannot sleepz =[

why did my teacher decide to give us a report due on the day of the final?

oh. and it has to be 1.5 spaced. can't do double.

5 pages minimum 6 sources, that doesn't seem to make sense either.

I need to stretch the "Positives and negatives of globalization" into that.

of course, if my teacher wasn't dumb, maybe he'd understand that he's dumb. Wait, that's some kind of fucked up paradox right there. 4AM is a fucked up hour, goodnight! (its actually 4:30 but fuckoff).

Well i know what im doing next semester: RCC again. Though I am hoping to transfer in January, but that depends where i decide on going and what my grades are.
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The C+ in my computer concept class which I though knew was bullshit, well it is cause she finally answered my emails.....that i sent in January. Which is why I'm not transferring now, because that c+ ruined my GPA. We did allot of formatting in excel and access etc etc and printed out the work. Half of each assignment we had would be handing in the print out, the other half on handing in the files. And points deducted for each mistake.

I got pneumonia and fell behind, got an extension and handed in 3 assignments at the same time. She took off ALOT because i "didnt hand in" the files for said assignments. So I pointed to the floppy disk i included, and she goes "oh" and puts that in. Then she goes oh yeah back in January i realized the files didn't open. (i don't know what the deal is there because you can clearly see them. Perhaps her comp is too POS to run a file directly off a slow floppy, and she is too dumb to think of copying it to the hard drive). Anyway, it's a good thing she delayed responding to my emails, and delayed telling me that the files didn't open for her until damn near after semester 2, well late for transfering.

Especially cause I don't have those files anymore.

And she grades us on a scale of 1-10. 8 is a B. I had a "7.982"

I convinced her to give me a B after about 30 minutes. What a bitch =\

I can get the A if i re do all the formulas for all those 3 projects but again, good thing she tells me this during final week. Very realistic. I'm stuck with a B from a grade that was clearly an A.

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My hatch on my car opens again. The actuator on it died and it cost $500 to fix w/ labor. If my dad didn't pay for it, I think I would just stick to pretending I'm driving a Porsche with no room in the back.

The ding on my front bumper that has me so sad should be getting fixed soon. Another piece of stress thanks to winter.

Spiderman 3 was half good then got boring and "just end" feeling.

tomorrows my fathers birthday! he's 73 or 74 or something.

I havnt heard new good music in a long time.

I'm very bored and wish I had somewhere to go / something to do :(

This turned into a random list really fast.

Time for the whats-around-me-game!!
Poland Spring (half empty)
Diet Coke (half full)
Gatorade Rain (empty!)
Tylenol.
Phone.
Sociology, math, Java text books that I NEVER bring to class.
A sticker that says "Jesus Saves....and only takes half damage"
$30 Target gift card
$30 Target gift card....again
$50 buy.com gift card
$30 itunes gift card.
$250 gift card for the mall which is empty.
$25 gift card for the mall which has maybe $13 on it.
$20 gift card for AMC movies which is empty
$50 best buy gift card

Can you tell I'm a hard person to shop for come Christmas or June 9th which is rather soon mind you. I'd like an Ark and two of every animal...i've got this great idea...

Five hockey sticks. Ranging from one $140, one $100 (kind of broke), and three $25 (all broke).
A wizard.
Initial D dvd's ^.^
Contacts

Okay this can go on for a while.

On one final note, the red bull energy drink "Cocaine" is being recalled because of the name (who didnt see this coming?) so I suggest getting one for keep-sake. It's a delicious drink actually, minus the burn. Tastes alot like TAB only not as chick-drink. (which by the way, goes very well with your favourite liquor...TAB that is, not Cocaine.)

And looking ahead to summer...

AND JUST FOR THE DAMN RECORD
STRIDE GUM IS VERY.VERY.VERY. DISAPPOINTING.
delicious. but the flav0r durati0n just doesn't impress.

There was no point to this entry, just so that in my AIM profile it doesn't say my last update was early march.

(and apparently oldschool Muse dominates the 28 Weeks later sound track, which will be a killer movie, all the more thanks to the Jesus-trio-reincarnate of muse)

Cops are all power-hungry, absurdly overweight, discriminating, bored, jealous, failures of a life, cock sucking-sperm deposits.

Okay, you can stop writing.

The fat bully in high school = your local police dpt. Only now I can't punch them.

And someone explain to me how "83 in a 55" is more points on my license than drunk driving 55 on a 55 would have been.

yeah, I'm still pissed.

End of the month, ticket quotas = bs.

Anyone know anyone who could pull some strings? This stingy mother fucker didn't care that I was an "active member of the fraternal order of police" so I'm willing to bet he shows up at court.

And my insurance now is going to be through the fucking roof as if it wasn't already.

Let's go over what really happened first.

Coming home on the N.Y. State thruway. Before the exit 13S to Pallisades Parkway South, the speed limit suddenly plunges from 65 to 55.

I'm doing 70 on 65 taking full advantage of the beautiful day, cruise control on, music blairing, sunroof open and windows down. WIth the new modest mouse c.d. kicking all the ass that Weezer's Blue Album had.

A nifty little blue Honda Civic that I saw pull out of the RCC parking lot with me, and had since dissapeared, goes flying by me in the left hand lane doing something like 95 mph. Whatever right. Anyway, i guess the dudes radar detector in front of me started to scream because he was all over the breaks. Not wanting to go into ABS mode, i throw on my blinker and go around him without thinking. And well as im passing him, i see a cop speeding up behind me way in the distance, so i get over to the right lane and go "that blue civic in front of me is about to get fucked"...oh wait....i drive a blue rsx-s....it looks an awful lot like a civic since it basically is only with a kickass engine if I do say so myself.

Oh yeah, and i just crossed into a 55 mph zone. So of course he has to jot that down too in the 20 minutes that he was "running" my id in his car, aka jerking off to it. bet he's wondering why i refused to take it back without first tossing on my gloves. Bad enough he soiled my ID now he's got to go and soil my insurance. And if i just forget to throw on a blinker now I'll lose my liscense for a very very long time. This "83" he has me down for is barley under reckless driving, which is immediate suspension.

Anyway, i jotted down an angry "not guilty" on the note and will mail it tomorrow for my court date. Even if it is the bright-blue-sports-car-18-year-old's word against the oh so holy Clarkstown PD that has no business on the fucking N.Y. State Thruway anyway unless he's actually looking for someone to pull over. At least I can try to make his day miserable like he's help do to my week and make him show up at court. My plan is to get as many points knocked off as I can, if I can't, im going to just go into disrespect the officer mode and accuse him of numerous things, just to get it out of my system while he can't legally do anything about it.

In other news, RCC sucks. Oh wait, I've said that before.

My Eco teacher doesn't know what it means to "jerk off" so he uses the phrase alot. He thinks it just means like slack off. So he's constantly telling people not to jack off. It's kinda funny, if the class wasn't like 2 hours long. And that he didn't hate white people, and I'm like the only white male in the class. The women are okay, they can jerk off all they want.

I've gone old school, or maybe not so old-school anymore, and am listening to more Rage.

oh and when i fucking speed i don't do a pussy 83 MPH, i don't stop till 6th gear is red lining at 130. If I'm going at speeds you can't survive, I'm going to have fun doing it. Not that I'm a fan of high speeds, just getting to those speeds quickly is how i get my jollys off. But thats staying under the speed limit anyway. And I wouldn't pull that shit with other people in the car either.

I'm not changing the way I drive either. But when we play the police department in my new hockey season, I'm going to throw the most disgusting cheap shot you will ever see. I'll take the game misconduct for the chance to knock out a Police Officer legally.

I think I should elaborate on why I really want a snow day tomorrow, more than ever in my life.

First off, it would be hillarious because, given the last snow day + presidents day + the last class I skipped because it was only me and some gay kid in the class 5 minutes after it started and nobody else showing up and him inching closer to me every minute (breathe). This would make two weeks without a Micro-economics class day. *giggle*.

Second: ( / third)

Mondays and Wednesdays suck for me but let's review why tomorrow will suck the most:

RCC at its finest, thats why.
Not only do I have two rather lengthy projects due tomorrow, but in terms of all my classes and whether or not they want to give a test tomorrow, the score is a 5/5. That's right, five tests, in every class. Oh wait what did I forget, two of these classes are assigning tests on the same day that major projects are due?? Why, that's just the most brilliant thing since voodoo!

Okay, I know this isn't highschool and it's not like the teachers get together to discuss scheduling. But come on, could you honestlly say that five out of five decided to schedule a test all on the same day out of coincidence? I can't tell for sure if they're just evil and want everyone to fail and/or have no life, but can we really be certain?

And in my adult hockey league I have the first game out of the best of 3 in the league championships tomorrow, so sleep for that would be nice.

Also, I want a kitten. I miss the one that my brother and his roommates bought. Even if it wakes you up with claws and crying and hissing and pouncing and drooling at 5am every morning, come on:



I'm done for now. But I'll just leave you with a bit of wisdom:
35 + year olds can't talk trash like us kids.

Because it says i updated sometime early December and thats lame, I decided now is just a good time to update. At 4:00 AM. Cause im slightly sick and cant sleep.

Tomorrow is a big hockey game which will be fun, but im obviously going to sleep till about game time. Meaning homework is gonna suuuuccckkk and i really hope i can get some decent sleep and all my work done. Studying would be good too.

I had my hockey playoff game tonight, we won so we move onto the finals which is best of 3. I had the game winning goal which was cool. Some dude was shit talking after it saying something like i cant believe the smallest fucker scored he's so lucky blablablabla (it was a dirty goal, i pushed alot of people eheh) so i said something about his talking making my balls tingle and if he kept going he might just get lucky. Then he tried to throw a punch or something and i was like get real dude you're like 40. (litterly). Lets get something straight, if the Weight difference isnt far far far superior, the younger person will get the tilt in the fight, especially if he knows how to fight on ice. And im pretty sure that old dude would have ran out of energy when i still had a good dozen punches left in the tank. So, fuckoff old people.

The rangers seriously need a win tomorrow, I'll be so pissed if it doesn't happen.

I think i might pull out some old stuff from wherever and sell it on ebay for moneys. Spare change would be nice.

I'm keeping a running tally of how many times my Sociology teacher can mention sex. Well have many days. So far its every day of class except 1. It would have been cool to write down how she mentioned it but that takes time. They're all pretty funny though, I wont elaborate cause old people are grossx2.

My shoulder hurts, massage pls.

Playing 5 hours of pond hockey the other day was a bad idea, but im pretty sure I've recovered from all frost-bite.

I need a haircut like woah. I think my last was like....before senior prom. I don't remember when I wanted my hair to get long. I think i never did, I just disliked it every time I cut it so I decided if i never cut it I'll never dislike it. Well, after like 6 months you start to but thats another story.

This Lesbian girl sits next-to, er, near me in English.(I moved, got scared) I know she's gay because of the multi-color American flag sticker(s). Unless she's just very proud of other peoples gayness. Actually im still not sure if it's a girl now that I think about it. I think it is but im not sure. You would assume she's quite large by the way im speaking but its not the case. She's tiny, skinny, but dresses like a guy with a big trucker hat and huge huge huge jeans, and wears a heavy sweat-shirt every day so its quite hard to tell if anything is underneath! (not that I look, If i did im pretty sure I'd have a decisive conclusion by this point!). Anyway, I thought she was one of those i-hate-men lesbo's since i think its a girl but was relieved to learn that she-doesnt-hate-me-lesbo. In fact she tries to talk to me quite a bit (I reaaaallllly want all A's this semester, especially english, that and she/it's weird). By the way the voice doesnt help, its a scratchy in-between malefemale voice. It really could be a gay guy hitting on me now that I think about it. My gay-dar is going off like thiswasreallyfunnybutisohadtodeleteit. Anyway, moral of the story is, people at RCC are weird. I can't wait to get out.  Shit makes me more nervous than a whore at church. (I heard it today and had to use it)


I'm considering making a face-book. I also considered moving from LJ to another blog but  then realizing archives are fun/not-so-fun but good to have.

muse is still the god(s) of rock.

I really wanted to do bad things and go ice sledding but nobody seemed all that down for it. Whatever, playing ice hockey on top of snow is cool enough.

So, as a week from now I am officially putting on weight because when I enter a contact hockey league, well, people are going to be bigger than the people I'm used to, and physicality is a big part of my game :(

okay I got nothing more to ramble on thats even remotely interesting. My life's been strange since College, or I really would update as often as I can. But most of my thoughts are so confusing that I don't understand them and see no point in sharing. That or im just really sick, always. Which is true and a possible cause, kind of scary. I should go see a doc cause these pains are rather strange.

When i go away to school its gonna suck and be awesome at the same time. But it wasn't till i was staying up till 10AM, falling asleep till 8PM that i realized this. That is, until after i corrected this little "problem" as so many people would call it and began falling asleep around 10-12 and waking from anywhere between 6 and 8 AM. I figured I would actually have something to do but oh what a lie. Not that i miss class as the RCC break is ridiculously long and im still not starting 2nd semester yet. I guess there's just nothing to do around here, anymore at least. Which doesn't help my alternative of staying at RCC for another semester or two.

When it comes to colleges that I will transfer to, I need to make a decision oh so fast. As applications have to be in, what, yesterday? This might force me another semester but we'll see. I need someplace close enough to come home when I want, but far enough that my parents can forget about me, or at least make me think they forgot about me. I love attention, I hate being babied. Fine line that is awful(ly) close(ly) connected to my sanity =\. I also need to be able to play on a club ice hockey team, and if it was a decent school that wouldn't be bad either. My steps towards programming are proving to, well, straight A grades, but the future of studying something like this makes jumping off a bridge into the freezing disgusting waters of New York all the more appetizing. And im afraid of heights, and I cant swim. (don't ask)

Skipping news regarding the Rangers as that accounts for 0 percent of my readers attention and ends up around 90% of my monthly rant. But I will say this, pick an identity goddammit. 7 game losing streak, 6 game winning streak, 5 game lose streak, 5 game win streak. Seriously. What happened to the years between 1996-2005 when I could say with no doubt in my mind that this team sucked. For all we know, a championship is coming to New York, or while they're at it, a free first round draft pick.

24 is a good show but oh lord is it retarded. I'm not sure if that makes sense to let me clear it up a little bit. It's exciting, it goes places allot of people, shows, or even channels would go. (Not that fox is good, as im certain they would not air such "realistic" events if these such minutes or hours if you will, did not account for the vast majority of their ratings. Seriously, who actually watches fox 5 news?). The idea that so much insanity could happen in one day, for 6 seasons now, would suggest that the president, or in the real world, George Bush, is responsible for the Apocalypse and downfall of humanity. Hmm, this show gets more and more realistic the more I think about it! But come on, 6 seasons of 24 hours of mayhem! Thats almost a full week of terrorism! Where are the Canadians you ask? Playing hockey, cause they're smart. I'm so moving to Canada, but not the French part(s). Anyway to the point, it's a good show if dumb asses didn't exist in the world to think its a great show. It's like how i knock the video game World of Warcraft. Piece of shit far too easy non rewarding restrictive disrespectful-to-original-MMO's setting a bad standard for PC gaming everywhere Nazi fuck head of a video game. Is it a good game? Sure, if it wasn't infested with 13 year olds to ruin it, media to get Blizzard full of themselves, and in general people who don't know shit to make it out to seem better than it is. It's the same with 24. Decent show, but when a million half retarded hicks say its great, numbers mean more than intelligence. Unless you're intelligent at math, in which case you're god and none of this matters to you.

I've had allot of people come and go in my life. Only a few I can say I actually hate where as most the rest I just never got along with, and then there's a few other exceptions I'd rather not get into, but thats irrelevant. Hilarity (hilariousness?) comes from me not realizing that the people I'd rather not talk to again, have actually blocked me on AIM! And im not talking blocked me a few months ago, well I am. Or a few years ago for that matter. But more like blocked me then, took me of block for a second just to see whats up i guess, then re blocked me. How do I figure this out may you ask? Well one day i was bored and opened up the "eat shit and die !" category of my buddy list to notice a person sign on, and then off a few seconds later. HRMM!! i say to myself. Signing on to another screen name, igasp, that person is online, for multiple hours. Glad to see im still thought about, as i browsed a copied buddy list to see exactly how many people have me blocked. Believe me, if I never wanted to talk to you again, you would be on block from me, and probably notified about it in some very disrespectful way. And not many have.

I need a haircut again. Soon at least. Once my hockey helmet can no longer hold it out of my eyes is when it gets cut.

I think its time to go do something that isn't strenuous to arthritic fingers.

But let me leave one note:
Whoever egged Toms car in front of my house a few weeks ago(and i know they were looking for mine, which is always garaged) has allot of balls unless they were dumb enough to not notice my filthy rich neighbors security cameras. So really now that we know who it was/is, revenge should be in order...but...

eh, I don't really give a Fukufuji anymore.

lataz.

I've been looking through old entries in LJ since they date back to 2004. Kind of a big mistake, but partly funny for some cases.

oh Nafiz claiming he was attracted to elves. We all knew it was just the ears...

and then the other shit that makes me stop reading now. time to do something else, again!