What is YOUR Highschool label?

Although, for the most part, I think everyone would agree, I was more than mostly nerd

Oh yeah…. I am 123.99% nerd… I am almost dilbert I lost points because my watch doesn’t have a built in calculator… but hey… I got the watch for being nerdy… that should count towards something…

::sung to the tune of that stupid song that I can’t remember the name of but stars does their “movies, movies movies movies, movies movies, moooovieeeesss” song to::

::cough cough hack hack cough hack sneeze sneeze cough cough hack sneeze cough, achoo!, cough cough hack hack cough hack sneeze sneeze cough cough hack cough hack cough cough::

other than that, I’m fine… Mike’s (one of my professors) last words of class today were, “And Chad, get better… no more coughing next week”… Today was actually quite interesting class in there… Mike forgot to prepare a lecture, so he told stories… first about his daughter and how at 16, she had a fake id and was running a small business buying and selling alcohol for the high school Then he let us play with toys from thailand… Then he told us a fairy tale (I’m not kidding)… It was hillarious… I don’t think I’ve ever heard such dead silence from about 60 grad students/seniors listening to a lecture… It was funny

Other than that, not much happening here… no one has sent me soup yet, and I’m getting sicker every day (I appreciate the e-soup, though )

welp, gotta run… until later,

So with everyone posting serious stuff about religion and morals and stuff, i would like to add the following to the discussion: I got called an elephant today well, not really… they just made elephant noises as I walked by, which might have been written off as some wild random noise, but it came not even a full day after I told Deedee that I was so fat that people made elephant noises when I walked by… I had to just stand there in the lobby and blink a few times… one of the more odd coincidences of this year…

I should also add I figured out what was up with richard. he has been going out with some of the junior girls… and they don’t like me. simple as that… sunday night we were supposed to go see John Q, but this girl called up and asked richard to take her and her friend out drinking… so it’s like richard put it… he was asked to go hang out with a couple of drunk chicks… what (single) guy could say no? anyway… I decided to stay home and watch dark crystal, but adrian had to watch OZ on hbo, so I didn’t even get to do that…

one good thing to come out of this weekend was karate… kenpo, more precisely. I did what they call a “power weekend” where you learn enough material in one weekend to test for an additional belt in a given 9 week period… Well, I learned 27 weeks worth of material in two days. and then I got tested on it! I got drilled by the sensei there for a while, and after he was done, he actually promoted me to orange belt… This means after just one month of training, I have managed to go through 4 belts and move from the basic to the intermediate class I’d say I’m in pretty good shape

Also, last night, I had an experience that would have killed brian.. he would have died… period… I was walking up the stairs when I noticed there was something blocking most of my view out of my right eye. So I finished climbing the stairs and went into the bathroom and looked in the mirror, and lo and behold what should be dancing on my glasses but a nice sized spider. so I set him down and we talked for a few minutes and decided to settle this the gentlemanly way… We boxed… It was a good fight… His eight arms to my two… in the end, I beat him, and he agreed never to come back again… Either that or I squished him with toilet paper… hard to remember right now…

Oh yeah… I’m sick… send me soup, getwell cards, and money… not necessary in that order

goodnight

OK, so I’ve spent the day trying to figure out ifmy roommate was mad at me of if he was just in a bad mood… He didn’t say anything to me when he came to class today, and after class when I asked him if he wanted to grab some lunch, he gave me this “go to hades” look and said he had office hours. I offered to pick him up something on the way, and I got the same look and a no. So the day went pretty much like that. In structures, we had to form groups… there were four 4-man groups, and two 2-man groups. Richard and I were one of the two groups… I asked him if we wanted to join with the other two person group to help with the work load (this is a 3 week design project), again, I got the look, and he said maybe 3 words to the effect of no. To make matters worse, he had been working on a problem all last night and today in class that I solved in one line on the back of a piece of scratch paper while waiting for the bus.. He wouldn’t let me explain how I did it, either… kept cutting me off…

ok… all that aside, what just happened really was totally crappy above and beyond all that. So I get off the phone with Deedee, go downstairs, eat my sammiches, and then sit there… bored as crap, nothing on tv. Richard comes downstairs with his coat in his hand. I asked him was he headed out. He mumbled yes, and so being all friendly like, I asked him where he was going. He said he didn’t know. So I start in on this big rant about how I know how he feels… I have just wanted to get out and go do something lately. Didn’t care what… hopefully something semi-social, but just do something other than watch movies… So he gives me this blank stare for about half a second, and then someone knocks on the door… before I can get up, richard answers it and I hear this voice (female), “so, you ready to go be social”. She stuck her head in the door, and I think it’s one of the undergraduate juniors here. Anyway, richard left without another word. I was just completely floored by what happened… He let me set there and make myself look consumed in self-pity and such, and then didn’t say a word about leaving. If he would have just made up something like “yeah, I’m gonna hang out with some of the juniors tonight, but I can’t invite you to someone else’s party” or some other line of bullcrap it would have been better than just giving me this look and then leaving without saying a word. And the more I think about it, the more it upsets me in some way or another.

I wasn’t feeling all self-pitiful before, but ya know, I kinda got that feeling now… I mean, it hasn’t been bad at all up until this point because no matter how out of place I felt here, I’ve always known richard was here, and I had at least one other person in my situation, too… but now, he’s out partying, and what did I do? Well… I spent 4 hours working on a jigsaw puzzle… spent two hours of that looking for a stupid missing edge piece only to find out that two of the pieces were cut exactly the same, and I didn’t notice when the pictures didn’t match up on the first one. Not exactly what I would call an exciting evening.

There’s so much more I’d like to write, but I’m getting pretty tired… gotta get up in about 5 1/2 hours. If I had time, I’d like to write some how much I miss Deedee, and about childhood memories we all should take the time to remember… I caught a smell today that send me back… the smell of cool, damp dirt freshly dug from a deep hole… Also, if I were to write any stuff like this, it would probably all come out way too sappy given the state of mind I’m in to begin with.

I’m going to bed

I got this off of Kris’ blog… I’m not sure if I’m offended or not, but either way I thought it was funny enough to post…

Take the What

animal best portrays your sexual appetite?? Quiz

first… holy moo cow is an expression of amazement… NOT of me taking offense to something. I am only slightly annoyed when people nag at me. NO, I do not have time to update this thing everyday… Not even every other day, most of the time. Please refrain from telling/asking/requesting I update until at least 4 days have gone by. More than that if I’ve been busy.

This is an outlet for me to express any thoughts/emotions/ideas I have and wish to share. If I do not have any thoughts that I feel I need to share with the world, I will not write here until I do. You can not force my thoughts out of me. But if you wait patiently, they’ll probably come out on their own.

Right, so thanks to manda’s new rules for writing, here’s an updated schedule for this week… maybe schedule is too long… here’s an updated dog for this week:

I have a 9am test in fish followed by having to teach a lab in rock. Immediately after lab, I have to sit in my office hour to answer any questions about spoon. Thursday morning starts bright and early with a test in tree followed by back to back classes in paper and pants. Friday I go back to fish and then have a 1pm meeting of gum to discuss pants. Any questions?

man, I have so much I want to say, and yet, nothing I want to write down… oh well… I guess I’ll have to say something vague about karma…

karma really should be classified. Everybody’s heard of instant karma… what about karma that takes a few days? of course, across life times, we have general karma, and even after long periods of time, it’s still karma… but what about like a day or two… should that be express karma? quicky karma sounds kinda perverted, so I think it’s out… I guess between two and four days should be priority karma… at least according to the post office… Actually, I kinda like that term… yes… I am a victim of priority karma…

also, there should be rules about who can enact karma… I mean, if I screw over someone today, he/she shouldn’t be allowed to screw me over tomorrow… then it kinda rolls into the realm of revenge/payback, and all those involved don’t get the clear picture of everything coming full circle… so they don’t see it as getting what they deserve, and the whole idea of karma is wasted. Maybe it would work for karma, but it’s definately against the rules of instant karma, express karma, and priority karma.

Meanwhile, what I’m fighting with is do I have a right to be a little upset, or do I just chalk it up to (priority) karma and keep going…

any thoughts?

woohoo… three tests in one day… be still my heart…

test says this:

I am a Thrust-ship. I am small and tricky – where you think I am, I probably am not. I can work very fast, but I tend to go about things in a round about way, which often leaves me effectively standing still. I hate rocks. Bloody rocks. What Video Game Character Are You?

although, I honestly think I am more of this, and anyone who knows me will probably agree this suits me better:

I am Kong. Strong and passionate, I tend to be misunderstood, sometimes even feared. I don’t want to fight, I don’t want to cause trouble, all I ask is a little love, and a little peace. If I don’t get what I want, I get angry, and throw barrels and flaming oil at whatever’s stopping me. What Video Game Character Are You?