Every semester I forget how bad I hate the first month of school. It's not because it's going to school. I actually enjoy it for the most part. The thing that bugs me the most about the first month is how ridiculous the parking is. It's just atrocious. No parking for as far as the eye can see. This is expected at all colleges. However, in a uniform fashion across all schools, after the first month people start dropping out like crazy. People just suddenly stop showing up for some reason or the other, and it's awesome. Suddenly, parking isn't so bad. There is actually some decent places to put your car. I don't have to park at the end of campus only to walk to the other end for class. Parking has gradually improved now that 3 weeks have passed. But its aggravating fighting for parking with assholes who will just drop out in a month anyway. In another month the parking will be so good, I won't have to wake up early to get a spot that doesn't force me to hike with a mountain pack full of survival supplies in case I get lost or can't make it to my destination in under a day.
Yes. A blog about parking. That just happened.
But wait! There's more!
I can't remember if I mentioned that I'm preparing for the prestigious holiday month of Mustache March. I could simply check my blog to see what I have written recently. I won't be doing that however. Even if I'm being repetitive, at least I'm adding content to my sparse 2012 blog. Anywho, I am getting ready for Mustache March which starts in 30 days. In case you aren't familiar with this grand month-long holiday or have not had the pleasure of personally witnessing this event for yourself, then I will fill you in. Mustache March is a 31 day period by which men on their own volition grow out their mustaches regardless of their ability grow one. In preparation for this grand month, I am growing out my hair as I did for the last Mustache March I participated in. Why? If I don't grow out my hair, everyone assumes I speak Spanish which is usually followed by some vaguely racist jokes. With the longer, shaggy hair it looks more natural. I look like a natural dirtbag. In truth, I hate growing out my hair. Especially this year because it looks like crap. It's an uncontrollable mop. Without the mustache backing me up, I just look like a young guy who is slowly giving up on life. With the mustache, I look like a dirtbag who is too relaxed to care about anything. I would rather go with the dirtbag approach, but alas, I cannot grow out the 'stache for another month.
That's all for now folks.
Tuesday, January 31, 2012
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
Laziness
Well it's been quite a while since I've blogged about anything. It's been almost a month since my last blog, which was just a end of year recap. Before that blog, I hadn't posted in weeks either. I've been both busy and lazy. That combination itself makes it pretty difficult for me not to write. But here is a quick recap.
In December, my dad was hospitalized for days with an exacerbation of his kidney failure. It couldn't have happened at a worst time. My stress had peaked to new levels. During this time, I had finals that week to be prepared for with major projects due. Then I had a bunch of crap at work I had to do. I had to pick up more work at home to keep my mom from stressing out. Fortunately, everything turned out ok. After finals, I picked up shifts at work for the first time in six months. I needed the money to pay for Christmas gifts and to pay for the next semester. That sucked hardcore. There was some relief in sight. My good friends Kevin and Jeff came in to town for a couple of weeks. Me and all my friends got together one night, had a couple of beers and watched some tv. We talked, we bantered, we just hung out. It was like old times again. As if nothing had ever changed, we didn't skip a beat. It was like Kevin and Jeff never left and things were always like this. I missed that feeling. For days, it was just good times and hanging out. It was a nice break I desperately needed. Christmas was nice and relaxing full of good gifts and good food. New Years came around, which was somewhat eventful. We celebrated at Joe and Randi's new house and had fun. Aside from having to pick up my panicked sister on the other side of town and other sideshows, it was a good holiday.
I started a new semester which has been very busy. My semester of math is somewhat depressing. It really brightly highlights my inability to perform basic arithmetic of the 2nd grade level. I've been hard at work anyway, knocking out classes. No big deal. In fact, as we speak, I am taking a break from the subject. After nearly 4 hours of math homework, I started to get frustrated and decided a break was much in call for.
I went ice fishing for the first time ever, which was ok. I enjoyed myself, but enjoyed the crowds less since we happened to go during a fishing tournament. But on the positive side, I didn't not fall through the ice and plunge to a cold icy death. In speaking of icy, I haven't minded the snow as much as I thought I would. It's been a nice change. However, the pleasantness of the change lost its novelty very quickly. I cannot wait for warmer days. Spring and Summer awesomeness.
Sorry about my lack of posts this month. I'll try to do better and post more often again. I had some ideas to write about, but got too lazy to write them here and shortly thereafter, forgot them. I'll be better.
[I don't] promise.
In December, my dad was hospitalized for days with an exacerbation of his kidney failure. It couldn't have happened at a worst time. My stress had peaked to new levels. During this time, I had finals that week to be prepared for with major projects due. Then I had a bunch of crap at work I had to do. I had to pick up more work at home to keep my mom from stressing out. Fortunately, everything turned out ok. After finals, I picked up shifts at work for the first time in six months. I needed the money to pay for Christmas gifts and to pay for the next semester. That sucked hardcore. There was some relief in sight. My good friends Kevin and Jeff came in to town for a couple of weeks. Me and all my friends got together one night, had a couple of beers and watched some tv. We talked, we bantered, we just hung out. It was like old times again. As if nothing had ever changed, we didn't skip a beat. It was like Kevin and Jeff never left and things were always like this. I missed that feeling. For days, it was just good times and hanging out. It was a nice break I desperately needed. Christmas was nice and relaxing full of good gifts and good food. New Years came around, which was somewhat eventful. We celebrated at Joe and Randi's new house and had fun. Aside from having to pick up my panicked sister on the other side of town and other sideshows, it was a good holiday.
I started a new semester which has been very busy. My semester of math is somewhat depressing. It really brightly highlights my inability to perform basic arithmetic of the 2nd grade level. I've been hard at work anyway, knocking out classes. No big deal. In fact, as we speak, I am taking a break from the subject. After nearly 4 hours of math homework, I started to get frustrated and decided a break was much in call for.
I went ice fishing for the first time ever, which was ok. I enjoyed myself, but enjoyed the crowds less since we happened to go during a fishing tournament. But on the positive side, I didn't not fall through the ice and plunge to a cold icy death. In speaking of icy, I haven't minded the snow as much as I thought I would. It's been a nice change. However, the pleasantness of the change lost its novelty very quickly. I cannot wait for warmer days. Spring and Summer awesomeness.
Sorry about my lack of posts this month. I'll try to do better and post more often again. I had some ideas to write about, but got too lazy to write them here and shortly thereafter, forgot them. I'll be better.
[I don't] promise.
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