water vs dirt

I was finally active for once this weekend. Yesterday, not so much. All I did was watch TV and shoot people in Call of Duty 4 on the new maps and finally got the .50 cal. So fucking awesome. I love the sound it makes. I also somehow managed to pick up Command & Conquer 3: Kane’s Wrath. The epic units are pretty cool. The AI is still an asshole though.

As for today, I woke up and played some Kane’s Wrath and then did a test drive of my shiny new .50 cal in Call of Duty 4. I killed eight people the first time I used it. I am in love with it. At around 11am or so I headed out to start washing my car and my dad’s. I originally agreed to only do two but somehow I got suckered into doing three with annoyed me. I got it done after an hour or two. Once that was over I played a little more C&C3 and later on I downloaded Shadowbane to play with the Shackers. Not sure what to make of it just yet but I guess time will tell. At least it is free to play.

where the hell is that horse?

The last few days have been a bit odd. It kind of fits I guess since my vacation is coming to an end. Since the 360 is broken and shipped off I have mainly been on the PC doing all kinds of things.

Friday I woke up and wasted as much time as possible so Cloverfield would come faster. At about 10:15am I headed out to the theater to meet up with Andrew. We were going to the 11am showing (first of the day) to beat the crowds, mainly high school kids who all had finals which meant they would be getting our around 12 and 1pm. When I got there there were only a few cars in the parking lot. I waited for Andrew to show up and then we went in and got seats in the back row. While we were waiting we talked about Call of Duty 4. Once the previews started the first one reminded me of Hellboy. I turned to Andrew and told him that the second one was coming out later this year. I turned back to the screen and then saw Hellboy on the screen and was like “motherfucker.” It was the Hellboy 2 trailer. During the second trailer, for the movie 21, I chomped down on a gummy worm and chipped a tiny piece of my front right tooth. Nothing major but it still pissed me off. I plan to have the dentist check it out when I go the next time (whenever that is). Moving back to the movie, it was awesome. Plain and simple on of the coolest and creative movies I have seen. From start to finish it kept me engaged. Andrew seemed to get freaked at some parts with his “Holy shit” and “What the fuck” moments. I just laughed in my head. After the movie I headed home and dicked around on the computer. UPS dropped off the coffin for the Xbox 360 so I packed it up and dropped it off at the UPS store were the truck came just as I was leaving. I went home and then watched Stargate Atlantis.

I woke up Saturday morning around the same time as the day before. This time I was taking my brother to see Cloverfield. We headed over again, beating the crowds. Same trailers, same seats. My brother was a little less dramatic as Andrew but it was close. During the movie he told me that I can die in a fire and that he plans to get the DVD. I told him that we’ll see about it. After the movie I got home to an empty house. The parents were out and about and a little later my brother headed off to a friends house. I proceeded to do the usual internet things when I got a message from a Shacker to play Team Fortress 2. I never played it online before so I was a bit hesitant. I got the server info and jumped in. I chose the Pyro first to give it a shot. Turns out I suck with that class so I went Soldier. I got some good kills and the class seems to work with me. I got better as the day progressed and I made sure to tell Tammi that if I get obsessed with it she has to either beat me senseless or kill me. I do not want to get sucked in a game with school around the corner. After a few hours of that I IMed for the rest of the night.

This morning I fired up Team Fortress 2 and played a few rounds. Once I was done with that I watched Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade. Around 3:30pm I headed downstairs to watch the NFC Championship game. I was rooting for the Packers but the stupid Giants kicker saved his career in overtime. Fucker. After the game I reinstalled Oblivion but left out the mods this time (at least until I find a good, stable one so I don’t have to do my multi-disk reinstall being as I don’t have the one DVD GOTY pack). Now I’m just IMing and Shacking.

Tomorrow is my last day of vacation, sadly. I will be preparing for school (mainly English since it will be the only class I go to on Tuesday). Got to pack the car with my books, prepare binders, and get the parking pass in the glove box. I’ll probably also be playing Oblivion and Team Fortress 2. Other than that I don’t know. Got to return to the mindset of school so I don’t fall asleep in class like last semester. Like that will work.

a year of suprises and failures with a touch of lessons learned

2007 was a crazy year. Many things have happened and each moment had some form of meaning. From the surprises to the failures, it has been one hell of a year. So many new things in what seemed as such little time. Transitioning from a high school student to an adult in college. With so many things it is hard to choose a single place to begin, so lets look back and remember the past year.

Note: It is not my intention to offend anyone. I am just giving the details of events from my point of view or from what I remember.

that talk

Oh, it has been an interesting day. Started it with some Call of Duty 4 and then the parents wanted to ask question about my New Year’s Rockin’ Trip and I was like “Hells naw” and made up a fact sheet. Then they were like “no way!?” And then I was like “OH YEAH!” Then there was an odd conversation and then more Call of Duty 4. Yeah.

spray and pray

My weekend, so far, has consisted of homework, arguing with parents, Call of Duty 4 marathons, and talking with Ashlee. The last two are the better parts. As for tomorrow I will finish up what I have left or forgot to do while squeezing some Call of Duty 4 into the mix. Sounds like a plan.

the easy hump

Today was the easy day of finals. I woke up at the usual time but stayed in bed until about 9am or so. Then I messed around until it was time to head out. I was leaving early to be able to catch others who had the teacher appointment earlier than mine. I get to the parking lot of the main campus and get a call from Ashlee. We talk for a little bit as I walk over to the building where my teacher’s office was. After I get done talking to Ashlee I head in and see some of the others waiting outside her door. I make brief conversation and then see one of the people from the class walk out. The teacher sees me and remarks that I am early so she hands me a survey to do. She ends up deciding to see me earlier than my time because some people were late. I get in and see tells me that I passed the English exam (with the minimum score I might add) and the class with a solid B. She did note, however, that I am capable of an A if I put more work in. No shit? Anyway, she asks for some suggestions for next semesters class and I give her the idea of music as the topic. She told me that she had that as one of the original plans for out class but we never got around to it so she might try it next semester. I headed out of her office after the farewell and noticed “B” waiting outside the door. I leaned back on one of the walls looking over the sheets that the teacher gave me while “B” did the survey with another girl from the class. A few minutes later (and no comments whatsoever) the other girl spoke aloud one of the questions from the survey and then she was wondering what to write. I started to walk out the door when I said “Keep it simple.” She turns and asked if I passed the test and I acknowledged. She asked about the score and I said that it was an 8 (the lowest possible passing score). She said that it was good and I quickly said something about aiming for the minimum and hitting it. Oh my witty banter. It got a look from “B” as I walked out and away. Will I see her in the future? Maybe. I headed back to my car and headed home to wait for the other final of the day.

Between the time I got home and headed out again I dicked around online and attempted to play some Company of Heroes: Opposing Fronts. I was doing fine until it magically crashed on me, so I went back to my online crap.

At about 2:30pm I headed down again for the counsel final. I got there early and talked with others in the class. Once it was time the teacher gave us his farewell speech and handed out the final. All we had to do was write an essay reflecting on the past semester. Piece of cake. I finished it up within an hour and turned it in. He told me good luck in whatever I end up doing. Then it was back home.

I get home to a seemingly empty house, except for my brother. Again I do stuff online and then head downstairs for the Call of Duty 4 where I ran into some teamkillers and other assholes. I leveled up to 41 which was nice. Then I did some more online stuff until Ashlee called and we talked. During the call my brother comes to me and asks me if I would take him over to one of the local high schools (not the one he nor I went/go to). I ask him why and he said that his friend is watching some concert there. Then I ask if he talked to mom about it and he said no, so I told him to call her. He comes back a few minutes later and tells me she said it was okay. I get off the phone with Ashlee and take him over. When I get back I eat some chicken noodle soup for dinner and watch Gangland on the History Channel. Halfway through the show my mom gets home and I ask her about my brother and if she said it was okay. She told me that she never got a call from him so I told her that he lied to me. She said it was okay though because a few nights ago I lied to her (although this was part of that subplot previously mentioned). So she gets all grumpy with me even though mine was minor. Then I ask her if she knows how much money I am getting for Christmas and my birthday. She asks why and I tell her that she already knew. Then she remembers it (sort of) and starts going on a rant about how the trip (I have plans to head down to Bakersfield to visit Tammi, Ashlee, and Carter for New Year’s) is dangerous and that I have never met them in person. I respond by sayng that I’ve known them for a while now and that we talk every night and even on web cam. She gets grumpier and says “I’ll take to your father.” She’s complaining for stupid reasons. She told me that the trip is too expensive but I am paying for it with the money from Christmas and my birthday. Also, I am turning 19 in less than two weeks and they still act as if I am not an adult yet. It is bullshit. I am old enough to manage most of my life without having people watch over me. I’m hoping that I can go down there, but this is not helping the plans. Tammi and myself are figuring out how to convince my parents if it comes to that point.

This weekend I will be working on some economics crap including a lengthy assignment where I have to find certain parts of economics in news articles and then write about it. I also need to finish up the homework for the final on Monday. As for the math final, I feel fine about it. And I am glad that Monday is the last day for me. I need the good break to come.

joy and solitude

In the last two days I have been home alone for most of the time. Yesterday my parents went to one of my dad’s co-worker’s birthday so I stayed home and my brother went to driver’s training and then spent the night at his friend’s house. Today my parents took my grandmother up to see my aunt and my brother did his last day of driver’s training. Meanwhile I was at home leveling up my rank in Call of Duty 4 and talking with the cool kids down south. I kept my dear Ashlee company throughout yesterday and today. Lots of laughs were let loose. Lots.

sleeping in, shooting people, and an exam…fun

Today was the day of that CME thing. I woke up around 8:30am or so and talked to Ashlee. Then I headed downstairs and shot people in Call of Duty 4 before taking my shower and getting dressed. After getting set I head out to the main campus. I got there with minutes remaining before it starts and rush to the room. I get in, passing “B” on my way through the room to the back where I sat (the room was different from our normal one). The teacher does roll and includes her second class, which seemed to be larger than our’s. Everyone finished filling up the room and the teacher gives the instructions. We get handed the sheets and she then starts to read the directions. The topic we got was about “body image” or some shit. So I recheck the form and write down a few sentences to start as I skipped the whole plan and draft bullshit. It took me around twenty minutes to get the introduction done and then forty minutes for the first of two body paragraphs. Another forty minutes and I finished the second body paragraph and the conclusion. Since I was a bit early, and although people were leaving after finishing, I stayed to see when “B” would finish and leave so I attempted to look stuck for a little bit (which seemed to catch the teacher off guard). As soon as I saw “B” started to get ready I quickly packed my shit and headed to turn in the exam. Attempting to catch up I followed but failed as she went in the sacred place, the women’s bathroom. Women. So I headed to my car and headed home in the always fun traffic. After getting home, Bonnie (my old fat cat) rubbed her head on mine and licked my hair as I played some Call of Duty 4. After a few games I watched some recorded shows: Gangland, The Universe, and Shockwave. Good stuff all around.

There should be a Halo 3 game later tonight with the “Bakonites” which should be fun. Just need to adjust myself from my Call of Duty ass kicking style to pew pew Halo.

the feeling of insanity

I have no clue where today went. Seriously. It just happened.

Last night was epic. Those certain moments left me speechless and I was happily surprised. But that’s not something I’m going to talk about. We’re talking about today, so here it is.

This morning my plan was to wake up and finish up the math homework. Didn’t go quite as planned as I stayed in bed until 8am. Then I got up and took a shower to get ready. Left the house at 8:55am and headed down to the campus. English was boring enough to send me to sleep within minutes of the teacher opening her mouth. Surprisingly I was only asked upon once to answer a question and when the class ended two of the other people in the class commented about me sleeping and were jealous of my evading the teacher’s wrath. I’m fucking cool like that. Since we were out early so the others could work on the lab I headed to grab my math crap. I finished it up in the lab and had forty-five minutes to spare so I called Ashlee and we talked until it was time to head to math. I took the test and finished in about thirty minutes. This left me with two hours and thirty minutes to burn until the career planning class. I headed to the library and dicked around on my laptop for about an hour or so. Then I walked around, got some food, and then tried to figure out stuff to do. I ended up standing outside the main building for a good forty or so texting the Bako crew and then I ripped open my Dr. Pepper. While tasting the delicious flavors unleashed inside my mouth I noticed “B” walking up to go to the writing lab, or so it appeared. She noticed me standing and said “hey.” I did the same and added a question about how she was doing on the writing lab. She said that she was on the last part and asked about if it would be hard. I assured her it wasn’t very difficult and that she could add her older paragraphs to it and such. She seemed relieved and then we exchanged “byes.” I watched her in a not so stalkering way walk down the hall and as she did I quietly said “I’m going insane.” It just came out. Then the thought of All Along the Watchtower came to mind. About five minutes later another friend comes up and we talk until my last class. I headed in to it and noticed the lack of “B” in the writing lab. No questions came to mind about it as I was feeling worn out already. In career planning we got in groups and discussed how to get fired, how not to get fired, and how to get hired. Slow day. After class I headed home on the very wet freeway. It was stop and go for most of the time.

When I got home my dad was watching football and I ended up crashing and took a nap. I woke up an hour or so later and then did some computer stuff. After the football game was over I watched last night’s Life and then played some Call of Duty 4 with some Shackers. Good times. Now I’m waiting for the Bako crew to get home so we can get some laughs in before I have to suffer through the English exam tomorrow. Here’s hoping I pass that fucker.

strange is the last thing to call it

This week has had its fair share of odd and interesting moments. From unexpected to just annoyingly ironic. Enough of the wordplay, lets dive in.

Monday was the dreaded economics test that I really didn’t study for (like I study anyway). I went in, hunched over, and got to work on it. About forty-five minutes later I was done bullshitting my way through it and turned the test in. Then I left for home. I watched the news to burn time until it was that time to head off to math. In math we learned another round of crap I’ll never use again. Square roots was the name of the game and I was out like a cold turkey. Woke up at the end of class to head out. Before I left I headed over to the cafeteria to grab a drink and noticed Kel and some others. I went over and talked to Kel. We talked about different stuff. Then I left and headed for home. When I got home I did the usual things: check e-mail, various websites, a little Call of Duty 4, and some random IMs. At 6:30pm I headed to the movie theater to go see No Country for Old Men with Kathy. I kept her sick and dying self company during the wild movie it was. Confusing at times but totally worth going to see. After the movie I went home and Skyped the night away.

Tuesday, the first dreaded long day of the week.  I headed down to the main campus for English and prepared to see the results of the cause/effect essay I wrote many moons ago. After getting myself settled she comes in and talks about the lab for too long of a time like every class day. Then she tells us that she graded our essays and hands them back. I didn’t get mine and wondered why. She went on to say that some of the essays were done poorly and other related things. I planned on waiting until the end of class to question her as to the whereabouts of my essay. She then talks to us about our next essay assignment, comparison/contrast. Since I play in the clutch I really didn’t bother of thinking of an idea to write about as we were to brainstorm for the rest of the class time. After noticing me essentially twiddling my thumbs she comes over and asks me what I am writing about. I tell her I have a few ideas (like always) and she tells me I have five minutes to choose one. Within those five minutes she starts to survey the class (not poll) to figure out what they are writing about. I was third to be chosen which happened to be under the five minute limit imposed. So I tell her I would compare my expectations of No Country for Old Men with how it really turned out. Now as for me actually doing that, maybe, if I run out of other wild and crazy bullshit ideas. So class winds up and I wait to talk to the teacher about my essay. The reason? She forgot to hand it back. Crazy woman, she had me worried. Math was (should it be any surprise?) boring. We took a quiz and then learned about another section.  After that I relaxed in the library with my laptop watching Battlestar Galactica: Razor for the third time. I need my fix until March (if that even happens, stupid strike). About fifteen minutes before my last class of the day I waited outside to get some air and check my phone’s messages. One of the people from my English class walk up and starts to chat with me. As we were chatting I noticed “B” walk up, headphones on, and heading in. While still chatting with the person I kept my eye on “B” as she turned the corner to the writing lab. I thought to myself “Why couldn’t I have been slow with the damn thing!?” I tell him that I needed to go ask my teacher about something and entered pursuit mode. I peek in and see her doing the paperwork so I wait outside for someone else from my counsel class to head in before me. About ten minutes later one does but we notice the staff was having a meeting in the room so we wait for the teacher to clear it up. As we waited I noticed “B” give a few glances. I had a mixed bag of reasons for it. Maybe surprise, bewilderment, or maybe, just maybe, a sign of something else. Who knows but it brought my day slightly higher. The teacher sees us waiting and notices the meeting so we wait. The meeting ends and the people leave the room. As we pack in the class I glance out the window which faces the writing lab. This periodic glancing between us (although not directly at the same time to avoid that strange moment) lasts throughout the class time. Unlucky for me the writing lab ends twenty minutes before my class ended so a possible one-on-one conversation wasn’t possible. After class I head home and drag my way through the night until my Tuesday shows consisting of NCIS and The Unit which next week will not have no episodes possibly due to the writer’s strike (damn them). Then I Skyped away.

Today I prepared myself for the possible results to my economics test. It ended up being a 64%. Not great but way better than expected. I just need to maintain a C in that class to get a passing mark. For the rest of the time we went over the questions and answers. Went home like usual and then off to math. More discussing new sections and crap. Even though it is supposed to be a long and boring process I rushed through it by guessing what “X” equals and what do you know, I was right for every single one. Go figure. After that I head over to a Chinese place to pick up chow mein for lunch. Once I got it I headed home sat down and ate it while watching Cops. Then it was random computer fun along with a little Call of Duty 4. At 6pm I watched Mythbusters, which was another pirate special. They shot fork out of a cannon. That was cool. Now I am Skyping and IMing again. I’m that cool.