crowded and clouded

It has been an interesting two days to say the least. I dreaded Monday as I knew a big test in economics was before me. As usual I didn’t study or pay too much attention in class (it is not the most entertaining subject in the world). I’m not going to lie to myself, I probably bombed it which means to I need to improve on the last two tests and do well on the article assignments which I should also probably start working on since we are getting closer and closer to the end. After my usual stop at home for a few hours I headed down to the main campus for math. I learned more crap that I possibly won’t use ever again. Oh, and I had a quiz which wasn’t fun, at all. Once math was over it was to the writing lab for my first day in that supposed “Hell Hole.” I sign in just like the math lab and go over to wait. Another person from my English class came in shortly after. We both waited and one of the teachers who manages the lab called over the new people. She told us what we had to do and how to do it. The first part of the assignment was discovering the positive and negative aspects of violence. We started off by making two lists, one for positive and one for negative, with five bullets for each to cover what could come off either in the form of violence (yeah I know that doesn’t sound right, but you try wording it). Anyway, I quickly finished the list and then wait for someone to call me over and check it. That’s right. We have to get everything checked to go on. If I didn’t have to wait I surely would finish this damn lab quicker, but no. So I finally get called over and they check it off. Now I have to start a rough brainstorm for an essay paragraph about the negative aspects of violence. Easy. I fill out the form and wait another fifteen or so minutes to get it checked. The one male teacher seemed pretty cool about how I write so that made my life pretty easy. He told me what to do and took me through the next few steps. Soon I was up to the final draft section after staying in there for about two and a half hours. It was time to head home.

When I got home I check my e-mail and the sorts. I also did some homework before my Monday night TV line-up started. Chuck was good as usual and Heroes was twisting and turning as usual with a pretty major ending. Next week will fill in the gap between season one and season two. During Heroes I got a picture message from an unknown number (I found out it is from San Fransisco though) that contained a picture of a rose and the filename was “Thinking of you.jpg.” I replied with “Really?” I still haven’t gotten a reply. After that I stayed up a little bit and talked online and messed around on Myspace.

This morning I printed up the homework from last night. It took a few tries as I was attempting to figure out how to get an envelope format in OpenOffice. It was annoying to say the least. Then it was off to school.

English was first up on the schedule of doom and gloom. Today’s class would end up being the odd duckling of the day. It started with a brief discussion about starting the writing lab and she answered questions. Then it was an exercise to change incorrect thesis statements into correct ones. I breeze through the damn thing as always. A few people were asking about one in particular. The sentence was talking about the metric system of measurement. The group wanted to know if they could turn it in to a comparison with the other system of measurement, but the thing is, no one knew what the hell it was called. The teacher asked the class if anyone knew. I spoke up saying that it was the Imperial system. The teacher looked at me (I really do think she doesn’t like me) and asked if I was a math major. I told her “no” and that I hate math. A few laughs were audible. After a few moments she wasn’t sure if my answer was correct so she halts the exercise and goes online to see if I was remotely correct. Once on the internet she finds out I was indeed correct and I got a few odd looks. Oh, I am so sorry for being educated and knowing the system of measurement that the English Units are based off of. Fucking forgive me for watching the Discovery, History, Science, and Military Channel. I’ll just turn into the dumb turd that resembles so many mindless dumb fucks in this country. Anyway, as dumbfounded as I was towards this awkward shit I continued on and when the class was over I headed down to my car and picked up my math books. My first break consisted of me staying and working in the math lab for an hour burning up time and doing some work before the test comes around. Then as it got closer to noon I headed to math. I dozed off a few times as I attempted to make myself feel as if the class was going by faster. No luck. Once it was over I headed back to my car and switched out my binders as I headed back to the writing lab for day two. Today’s lab experience sucked as I waited, got my rough draft checked, had it denied, went back to fix it, waited to get checked, got checked, denied by another person, and had time run out on me. Nothing got signed today and I was pissed. The guy from the yesterday wasn’t there, but I am hoping he is there tomorrow to make my life easier and so I can move on. My counsel class was just going over some work on reference papers and envelopes as we learn the steps to get the interview when we decided to apply at a business. Some of the moments were funny but it was mostly serious. Finally my school day ended and I headed home.

I got home a little after five and found that my brother had his girlfriend over and my mom was watching the TV. The first thing I did was go to my room and do the usual things. After a half an hour or so I went downstairs and watched TV as the others left. I ended up watching three episodes of Family Guy before switching over to my Tuesday night line-up of NCIS and The Unit. NCIS was pretty interesting, but The Unit takes the cake for tonight. The previews said that one of the five would not last the episode, but who I expected to not survive was wrong. The end totally caught me off guard and next week’s episode looks to be explosive. I can’t wait.

Now with Wednesday looming over I’m hoping it will be smooth. It is looking like I will have to bullshit a pretty major paper this weekend. Hopefully I can pull it off without a problem. Also, before next Thursday comes around, I’m going to have to pull an essay for English out of my ass. Can’t be that hard. These last few weeks of school are shaping up to be hectic. I’m not aiming high, but at least forward. Let’s hope for the best.

now with more wit

Considering the fact that I haven’t posted a decent sized post in quite some time (off the top of my head, I think the last time was the 3rd of this month), I’ve decided to sum up last week to give you a recap of one pretty random week.

Monday was the average slow day. Economics went by slow as fuck and afterwards I went home and stayed there until it was time head down to math. The math teacher decided to teach ahead so we learned new crap. After school I went home and relaxed until my Monday shows were on. Chuck was funny as always and Heroes was the usual. Slow start but an interesting ending.

Tuesday came around and I woke up at the normal time and everything to head down to English. I got there about fifteen minutes before the start of class so I did some homework in my car for ten minutes. Once it hit 9:25am I headed over to the class only to find out it was canceled for the day. That was the official start to the week of suck. So I headed back to my car and went home as I was not going to wait there for two hours until math. Fast-forward a bit and I was sitting in math class, bored as fuck, learning useless shit. After math I burned up time in the math lab rushing through the homework that was due the next day. When that was all said and done I read the Zombie Survival Guide since I never finished it. Once 3pm came around I headed towards my counseling class. Pretty average stuff. Lecture about the big project that I really need to start sometime soon. Then he told us at the end of class that Thursday class is off so we don’t have to come. After I got home I headed over to Andrew’s house to hang out. We discussed plans to head down to Bakersfield for the weekend to visit a certain friend. I told him I would have to pass this by my parents because they’re the fucking SS. He told me OK so I went home around 1 or 2am.

After getting a few hours of sleep I woke up and got my ass ready for my economics class. I haul ass to get there as usual and sit in my car as I wait. I noticed a few people from my class walking up and then turning back. I thought to myself “you’ve got to be fucking kidding me.” As I got to the door I noticed a sign saying that the class was canceled for the day. What the fuck? Seriously. So I got back home and wait for math. I wasn’t able to get a word in with my parents about our supposed trip during that time and headed off to math. We took the third math test which only took me about thirty minutes. Then I was off once again. Waste of a day. Once I got home I waited for the right moment to corner my mom about the trip. I told her we were going to go down to Bakersfield to see some friends for the weekend. Then she started asking me all these questions and said she was doing it because my dad would be doing the same thing when I would have to tell him. For the brief chat with my mom it seemed like I had permission from her, but I wasn’t prepared to talk to my dad. I called up Andrew and told him that I got some support for the trip but I was in danger of being denied. Then he told me that he hasn’t even asked his mom yet. “Fuck” popped into mind. After the call I just took refuge in my room for the rest of the night as my mom talked to my dad and such. She somehow convinced him that it would be fine and I’m old enough to do partly what I want or some such nonsense. As I waited and waited to hear back from Andrew I ended up taking a well deserved power nap. When I came to I saw him online and messaged him. He told me that it was a no-go. I wasn’t in the mood to tell my parents that so I just let them assume it was still on for the rest of the day.

Before school Thursday morning my mom walked by and I told her it was off for now. She said OK. I went on with my day and went to English where we got our essays back. I actually got a B- which is better than the bullshit C- I got last time. Then we went over some worksheet for the rest of the time. The blonde girl I’ve had my eyes on kept looking over at me since the teacher moved me up to “join the group.” That made my day seem better. Once that bullshit was over I burned up more time in the math lab but instead of math I started World War Z. Once I hit the time I was aiming for I booked it and left. Math class went by fairly smooth. I actually stayed awake for once. Surprise, surprise. Since the counseling class was canceled I headed home. When I got there my mom handed me Ace Combat 6 as I asked her to go get it (I somehow convinced her it would be part of the Christmas/Birthday present bullshit I have to deal with). I noticed my brother was playing Guitar Hero II on the 360. I told him he was an idiot because he already has it for the PS2 and Guitar Hero III is coming out on Tuesday. Dumbass. He also ended up getting Skate because it was his birthday. Whatever. I ended up having to wait until about 4pm to be able to actually play. Then I had to get off at 5pm so my dad could watch the World Series. Lame.

I woke up and had to sit through the bullshit of my mom watching her pre-recored crap before I could play more AC6. It took about three fucking hours. Around noon I took a break and did other things while my brother played his games. Then I got back on around 6pm. Sometime around there Andrew and Christina came by and wanted to borrow some of my DVDs to watch. He wanted to show her the Ghost in the Shell movies (the ones not related to Stand Alone Complex). I ended up going over to his house and watched both with them. There is an entire “subplot” if you will to this, but I don’t feel like going into detail about it as it is still ongoing. After all that I went home around 12am and messaged a certain someone.

Now for yesterday. Ace Combat 6 was finished in the morning and I started a continue campaign on Hard so I could unlock the superjet. Then I did other things to round out the day. I got a message at about 7pm that Andrew wanted a few of us to play Halo 3 after he did somethings, which shouldn’t take long. Our mutual friend and myself did a few warm-up rounds as we waited. After about an hour we messaged Andrew to see what was up but got no answer. Hours went by and we just continued on. Aggravation sounds pretty good to sum it all up. Then around midnight he popped on and made it look like nothing. I ended up playing on two or three more rounds and then got off for the night. I was Haloed out after 6 hours.

As for today, it’s been slow and nothing major has happened. All I really have to do today, or what is left of this day, is to finish up some work for this week. I’m waiting to hear if our economics test is going to be pushed off until the next week so I don’t have to worry with that “missing” class we had.

Also, I am awaiting for the “subplot” to come to an end.

minimalist

The Digg theme didn’t last long, so now I’m going with this minimalist theme for now. You might have also noticed a change in the name of the blog. Might not be permanent but nothing ever is.

As for today, it was a bit interesting. The day started as any other Tuesday or Thursday starts. Bored as hell in English class. We just discussed our topics for our new essays that are due next Tuesday. The teacher (I refuse to use the term professor) slammed my rough draft without reading it. She asked me what it was about so I gave her the brief overview of my already written rough draft. As I explained that information she injected her comments about it and wanted all this extra, and in my eyes, unneeded information. I felt that the information (which is apparently supposed to make it easier on the readers) wasn’t needed because of the way I write. Now I do plan on mopping up the rough draft a bit (you can find it here). I also need to trim it down in order for it to fit on one page. We’ll see how this situation plays itself out.

During my break between English and math I was relaxing in one of the grass quads. I noticed a large group of people dressed in business attire walking towards the cafeteria. They were wearing lanyards, but the shapes were different with each group. Then it hit me. It must be the training day for Virtual Enterprise. I remembered doing the same thing last year when I was still in high school. We went to the college to get training for the class. I felt like going to see if I could find my old teacher. After a bit of waiting I was able to and I met up with Andrew who took the class a year before me. She asked if we could talk to the group as former students. Both of us were a bit hesitant, but we agreed. Three other people talked about their experiences before I got up. I quickly came up with an impromptu speech in my head. I felt like it constructed itself well. Good enough to make Andrew speechless when it was his turn because I said everything he wanted to say. Bullshitting works. After a brief goodbye with the teacher I hurried over to math.

Math consisted of a test. Nothing exciting. Just graphing lines, solving systems, and working out rates and other garbage I never plan on using. I finished the test in about thirty minutes meaning I was out of there quite a bit early. With two hours and thirty minutes to spare I headed over to “the hill” as we call it (or as I like to say “Hill 1400”) . I finished up my counsel 50 homework which only took thirty minutes off. Bored as hell I headed for my car. I got in the passenger seat and relaxed. I remembered I brought my Onion books so I pulled out one and started ready. There is some great stuff in the books. I read a bunch of their articles by the time my time was up (no pun intended).

Once I got to my counsel class I got my homework out and turned it in. The rest of the class time was to go over, in more detail, the results from a special packet that analyzes our skills and other attributes to determine our career paths. Mine came up with some odd results such as florist and farmer. By now you should have realized that I hate the outdoors. Aside from those oddities I also had the military and law enforcement which proved interesting. Now we need to research four career options and narrow it down to one for a research paper.

After school I got gas as I was nearing empty, then I headed home. Haven’t done much since then. Just watched a few shows including the first two episodes of Chuck on NBC’s website. I’ve been meaning to get around to it but I put it off for too long and finally got around to it. Seems interesting and a good dose of funny. Can’t go wrong with Adam Baldwin.

I think it’s time for some sleep now.

Also, if you have any ideas/suggestions for changes or anything of that nature, just leave me a comment on this post.