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I will no longer be using Blogger, I have moved on to Wordpress.


Sorry.

Sam

You Don't Know What You Got...Until You Remember That You Had It

Jesus Christo, it has been quite some time since I have written a blog post so here it is. Fanboys rejoice, haters, you do what you are good at. So I am determined to work in Brazil (or Brasil, as the cool kids put it) and or Australia. I think I will set up a Fundme account so that you poor suckers can help me get my ass over there. Other than my insatiable appetite to visit somewhere other than inside the US nothing has really happened except for my life falling apart. Well, not really, but kind of.

So good ol' Cheyenne is falling apart. She is almost as old as me and she has had a good run. Maybe I should have treated her better, maybe it is my fault she is going down the poop chute. Prepare yourself for an itemized list of the problems.

1. Radiator needs to be cleaned and flushed out. That crap smells rancid. I can only imagine the smell is what a woman of the night's nether regions smells like after a 12 hour romp.
2. Passenger door is misaligned. It is hard to open, from either side. Expect to gain some muscles working that door.
3. Passenger signal light will not stop being a Jonas brother and burning up. It is like my signal socket eats lights (still a better movie concept than The Darkest Hour)
4. My grandmother does not know how to argue. Yeah I know this is not apart of the truck problems but it needs to be addressed. She is the kind of person that will not lose. If she is wrong (which is all the time) she will do one of two things. She will fight to the death of her viewpoint or she will switch up her argument until it is essentially what you are arguing and then she will argue at you when you call her out on it. All I am saying is that somebody needs to take a culf class. 
5. Driver door does not open from the inside. That being said, I hope I do not drive into lakes because boom, DEAD. I have to ghetto open the door and roll the window all the way down and open the door from the outside. So, I can get in and out of the truck Dukes of Hazzard style or the way previously stated. Dude, what the hell?!!?

  On a good note, I have begun to exercise more. Everyday I work, is the day I work out. (eh eh eh, see what I did there.) I have also begun to eat better. I mean my eating habits were never bad it is just that I have bad influences and I have cut them out of my life. Oh and on that subject, I do not share food. If I join you or you join me out to eat, I will offer you some of my food. You should not ask to try my food. If you wanted it then you should have ordered it. If I am not offerin, you ain't gettin.

I am also trying to find a banner and shirts and discs for the Congressmen Ultimate. This will be for recruiting and fundraising purposes. If I get enough money from the school, I can make these shirts dope, but if not, then they are going to have to be on a plain white shirt.

For some reason, I identify with a bear. If this was Mortal Kombat my animality would be a bear. Or if this was Bloody Roar my zoanthrope animal would be a bear. I would kick ass being a bear, doing bear shit with all my other hoodrat bear friends.

I will also be posting an application for interested candidates who would like to be my sugar mama or if the demand is high enough, sugar daddy. Stay tuned. 

Puberty in College

It is funny and ironic and sad to watch everything around you change. It is like an Alanis Morissette except not in a horrible accent and very clearly articulated. Sometimes I think all I hear coming out of my mouth is 'blah blah blah I'm a dirty tramp'. But I am not. I wish I was but I can't pull off the high skirts and big tits. I just don't have the spine for it.

I am making friends with the volleyball girls one by one. It is like they are slowly succumbing to a zombie virus. The virus being me. I am also in the mood of depression, well I used to be. Intermediate Accounting is kicking my ass. It tears my heart out of my chest with athlete's foot infected hands, and throws it on the floor. Then it chops it up with the Blendtec blender as if it were making guacamole on Sunday gameday. Then it throws my decimated blood pumper into fire....started with tears and shame and lighter fluid and a hint of that horrible smelling Axe body spray. Then it gently plucks my heart paste out of the ashes and throws it out of the window in I-35 next to the downtown exit. Needless to say it is making me consider changing my major. It is mostly the teacher's fault. I do not like that nincompoop one bit. Sometimes I want to rip his jaw out through his poop chute. I have no idea where all this creativity is coming from but I like it. And I am not this violent but there is so much bad stuff that has happened to me already that shit needs to turn real good real quick,*ghetto girl Z-snap*.

One thing that is good is the actual class make up for Accounting. I have my friend Magie which is fucking awesome and who is fucking awesome. Then there are some people that are in there that are just funny. There is somebody that I would like to get to know more, Jasmine. Hopefully we will do ice cream soon. I am looking forward to it. On another good note, we, meaning my team and I, have won our intramural volleyball game. It was an intense match. Probably one of the most fun matches I have ever played. I am looking forward to the game we have on Sunday at 9 (shameless plug) because it is against the Pirates. It should be fun also.

There was some other shit I was going to tell you but I have forgotten it. Beep boop bop. Oh I finally can get songs off of youtube again. Thank you for updates. I have discovered all these songs and shows recently and it is sad because I barely have time to enjoy all of them. But actually that last sentence was a lie. I have been doing all those. Sorry, my b for lying. You know, I think I should write a book. I doubt anybody would read it but it sure as hell would be funny and awkward. Hopefully, it be made into a movie, and I will not even care what kind of movie, the big screen, straight to dvd, hell, I will even do a Lifetime movie. I ain't got no shame. I just wants da monies. I just want da dolla dolla bills trick.

I kind of wish I could keep up with my life postings so that you, my audience, could know what crazy and over hyperbolized things that I say about my life which is quite boring. I will get back to doing stuff that I am probably not supposed to be doing. Alright, later.

California

So much has happened since the last time I spit some fresh words your way. So much I am blanking on it. So, while I collect my thoughts please enjoy this music. Now that I have had time to think I shall begin.

ON the plane to California I sat next to this guy and across from the aisle, on the window side sat another guy. Plain and simple right? Well, on my layover flight from LAX to SFO those same two guys were in the plane. Crazy how we got the same plane and we sat in the same row. I think it was some sort of Final Destination sign that says that we escaped death. Which reminds me, there is a new Final Destination movie. Trailer here. Watching those movies always makes me uncontrollably shaky. I have no idea why. It is like I developed a serious case of Parkinson's Disease for the hour and 30 minutes that the movie is. I am shaking, trying to keep my nerves and not look like a scared little bitch but when some pops up, hot damn am I in the air like Baby, I was born that way.

OH shit, yeah. I went to one of the many Redwood Forests here in Cali, and was it what I wanted. I loved feeling so small with the giant ass trees. So much so that I actually bought a giant Sequoia that I am going to plant on the campus of Steds. Boom chaka laka. Oh and I got to go to Stockton and visit the University of Pacific. Holy shit is that a nice ass campus or what. I will literally transfer there just for the scenery.

I played tennis for three hours and that was fun. And then I went to San Jose. And to Albany, and tickled Berkley. To Marin County I went and blazed past Oakland. I am going to go to Santa Cruz and Carmel next but before that I shall see Harry Potter 7 AHHHAHAHAHHAHHHHHHHHHHHH. excited. I think I want to abandon life and live here for a good 3 months but move back to Texas. Ya know you got me runnin back for more babe. Good ol' Texas. It is also hard to free ball here because it is not your average temperatures for summer. Try highs of 70s. That is not even a high. I call that air conditioning where I come from. I have yet to use my fancy clothes but I shall do that. So look at my album and get a taste of what I did. Until next time my hardcore fans. Later.

What What

So this is the first post I have done as a 'in-a-relationship man', you know what...its counterpart sounds way better. Anyways, I have met somebody. A girl. And she likes me. Is there any more I could ask for? YEAH, A SHIT TON MORE I CAN ASK FOR, but I am a humble man so I will shorten my list to 3 things.

1. waterproof, shockproof, freezeproof camera
2. Mini Cooper Countryman
3. more money so I can buy items 1&2 over and over again.

Oh hey, big whoops for me for finally getting that damn elusive iPhone 4 in white. Next subject, I have been asking these life questions on Facebook lately. I kind of like it. Oh and I need to start working out more. Plus I need more shoes. You know what I realized that I am just saying random things with no connection betwixt them. My English teachers would be furious. But hey, this is my style of writing. If someone can write in all lower case letters then damn it I can write whatever the hell I want.

Kathy Griffin is coming on today. Sadly I am going to miss it. I am at work and so yup. I am totes excited though because I am going to go to Aussie's tonight and play some sand volleyball. I look forward to that every week. Really, like come Monday I am like, is it Wednesday yet? And I also need to get a new tennis racket. While we are on the subject of that I am getting good at tennis for only being a beginner. I mean I am biased but whatever, people can be racist and so I can be biased. Isn't that how the world works. I really wish I had legos. I want to build a dinosaur and the suv from Jurassic Park. I would like to recreate the whole T-Rex vs. SUV scene. And I realized that I keep pushing buttons with my face on my iPhone. Why does this mug have to be so beautiful and yet so disobedient? I found out that one of my non-relative relatives is coming to escuela con migo. I am actually going to meet up with him tomorrow. I like how I have a set week. Monday Tuesday, my house. Wednesday-Saturday, with my gf Erica. And Sunday is back at my house. I could have just put that in the beginning of the sentence but that would take away the suspense of where you think I am on Sunday. I saw you reading it. Palms sweaty, heart racing, waiting, silently, yearning for the answer of my location on Sunday. I saw it in your face holes.

I really should keep on top of this blog. Sand volleyball is great. I think I am doing better at setting. I am excited to see it on the court where I can move faster and actually spike. Damn 8 foot tall nets, shit. I think that is enough ranting and raving and r....r....r....recycling? I don't know. Later. Oh shit. I forgot to tell you I will give you some random pictures soon. And by soon I mean next post. Ok now I am leaving. Later.

Guess What Time It Is

Yup, it is I, Sam, and I have decided to blog. I know crazy right? Well it is the 25th of April and it is hella hot in my room. I just took a shower and now I am drying off au natural. I have decided that I would like to stretch my scrotum. But I have also decided that will not be a good idea. When I lay down and fart, it hums by my testicles. It is quite lovely but I digress. I don't know what I want to do. But I have options. I want to start training for a triathlon. That is what I want to do. I also want to work at the RCC but I don't know if that would work out because I am going to take a class in the summer and hours will need to be changed. I do want to make this the summer where I am employed at Best Buy. I have been wanting to work there but they do not see my passion. I need to show them, nay, I will show them. I wonder if REI will sponsor me if I do a triathlon. Gosh, baby oil makes you skin so smooth. I still don't have pictures that I said I would but now it has been so long that I don't remember what I was going to upload. So a picture of the Jack in the Box man will have to suffice. This week is going to suck. Finals are rearing their ugly heads and paper and paper and paper ( p.s. Attach Ss at the end of paper). I hate that I make a whole bunch of friends at the end of the semester. It happens all the time. Whatevs, at least it happens. I need to invest in a fan or you know a tornado. Whichever one is cheaper and eco-friendly. Later fools

A While

I am feel weird. It is like a tsunami of apathy washed over me. I do not know where it came from but it is has already done damage. I wish I could better analyze myself. I do not know why I think the way I do. Sometimes I know, most of the time I do not. I try my best but sometimes my best is not enough. I feel like this feeling is brought about because of the anniversary of my birth. It will two decades ago from Saturday. I think it is because I feel like a failure. Thing I want to do still have not been able to find time. Life is just rushing by each second at a time. Each second I am growing wiser, each second I am getting closer to death, each second I can not gain back (See, I do not know where this is coming from). A happy point in my life is Lily Allen. I have fallen in love with her. I have also enjoyed the time when Courtney was here. Honestly, when she left, I felt like something inside of me left with her. Maybe it is an infatuation but maybe it is more. I do not know. Something left me and I know I cannot get it back. I have had this feeling before. Once, when I left my family in California when I visited them long ago and another time when summer came about freshman year and it was time for Jordan and I to depart ways to go back home. I need to be by water. Just like Dinah from the Red Tent. I honestly feel good when I am in water. I am a Pisces so water is natural to me. I also know that people who like water are very complex. Psh, me in a nut shell. Also, a contradiction. My feeling are all over the place but maybe that is where they need to be. I know everything happens for a reason but that reason eludes me all the time. I go with the flow without know where the current is taking me. I lift my head up to take a peek but once I prepare for the future, boom, waterfall. I am having a heck of time finding somebody to love, hell, even like. I wish my sexual disposition was not so varied when it came towards women. Blah blah, who cares right? I had a dream in which I have to explain in a vlog. It will be a high point in the post and not a debbie downer. I always wonder what will happen if one day I am gone from this life. Who will come to my services, who will cry, who will even think "Rest in Peace, Sam"? I am not saying this as a suicide, FAR FROM IT. I like challenges way to much to take myself out of the game. But it crosses my mind. Mostly in dreams. I heard that when you die in a dream, you die in real life. I cannot say if this is true because I have not died in any of my dreams. Others have but not me. I told you I am a fighter. I know what I need. A good dose of I Survived. That show is the shit and I will love it till the day of judgment and then, I will still love the fuck out of it. And I know that was a comma splice but I do not care. It is my style. It is there to add emphasis. That is why I hate writing for other people. You think I can't write but I think you have no creativity. Classic Art vs. Academics. I am not going to lie this time. I will post pictures of funny and cool shit I like next post. Pinky Promise. Anyway Later.

Normal

What is it to be the norm? I was thinking today in Operations Management, what if I where in an alternate universe, parallel and what not. I got sent there and then I am not normal because in the universe everybody has a lisp or Sharkbears patrol the city or maybe something insignificant as making a lower grade on my biology exam. Even though the change is nothing, it is still not normal for me. And then I Struggle to find the universe that I am from, but with all these changes I do not know which universe is my normal. Then I just get caught in this cycle of not able to get home, to something familiar. But then I realized what if I am not even the normal (original) universe, what if I am in an alternate universe looking for the original where I think I come from but it is not home. Then I thought to myself, normal is only something that was radical but has been adopted by many until it became, well, normal. Then I thought about this picture I took, making me want to sing out,"one of these things is not like the other". I wonder if you can find it. I think I should be in philosophy class with all this brain matter but I do not think they will have use for my useless irrelevant conundrums. But I do know what they need, SOCK'EM BOPPERS! I use to have some. But I do not know where they went. Also is it "use to" or "used to"? I just confused myself when writing the sentence where it is mentioned. Also, I have nothing to do, as in homework, so I decided to lay in bed and pretend to sleep. This is not happening as I am writing a blog. I have a racquetball match tomorrow and I am excited for it and I will play my best. I want my camera already. Oh and since my last post my situation has not gotten any better but it also have not gotten worse. So yeah.

I would like to let you know that I separated this because people do not like reading long blocks of text without spacing. Isn't that weird. NO it is not. I think if I ever fail to read a book and I have to write a paper about it, I would turn in a length requirement fulfilling paper with the fist and only thing in my paper is 'TL;DR'. And maybe I will attach a meme or something to it. Hopefully if the teacher is awesome, he or she would just laugh and give me a 70 for it.

I also have a crush on my Teacher for Business Communication. She is married but I mean who does not want a little three-way to spice up their marriage? Psh, prudes, that is who? Honestly, I put that question mark there to see if you would read it as a question; where your voice ends an octave or two higher. I do not know if it worked but I can sure try. Anyways, later.

SO....

I made some oatmeal the other day and by other day I mean like 2 weeks ago. This is a really late post because I have just been doing a lot of stuff and just have not found the time to blog now. It is quite sad now that I think about it but whatever. What is done is done.

So back to the story, I made oatmeal and it was Lavish dark chocolate oatmeal with honey and chocolate milk. Not only was this concoction the best but I was also afraid that I might get diarrhea. That did not happen so I was proud of my body to take so much abuse. WOO HOO. Samuel Gonzales 1 Proponents to diarrhea 0.

The second picture is of my desk where I am currently hoarding snacks. I feel like I am about to go into hibernation but this is not possible because no bear hibernates in the spring time or close to spring time. That is a winter thing and I do not believe nature would allow me to change its rules. Last time I tried. Bad stuff happened. And I am being general because I do not remember what happened but I know it was bad and that I will never do it again. I still have a shit load of pictures to put up but I want to draw on some of them and others I would like to mess around with them and censor them because I feel like the FCC right now.

I am all done with work in the BUSI class I am taking and there is nothing else I am doing other than this blog. That is how I found the time. So I am having mixed feelings all around and I do not know what to do with them except for bottle them up real quick because I know they will be resolved around next month. I can wait till then but I do not know if others can and that is part of the dilemma. Sometimes I feel like I should stop trying to look for what I want, what I need, in this life and just wait for it to come to me. There is only so much that the human heart can take before it becomes something like a black hole. I am going to try my hardest to keep it away from such a thing but sometimes I need help.

On a lighter note, there was a suicide attempt near campus yesterday night and it ended without a body bag but I was kind of hoping for it to because I do not believe in domestic violence and any prick who think he can hit a women deserves to die.

I found 50 cents in my pocket and I yelled success. It was so marry. I thought of something else that was kind of funny but after writing that morbid comedy up there, I forgot it. Maybe it will come back to me as I rant about how I forgot it. ....... NOPE. Oh well.

I have a Racquetball match this Friday at 1:30 in the RCC. So if you would like to watch and cheer me on, that would be greatly appreciated. I heard a saying the other day that went a little like this, "Throw the baby out with the bathwater". I was shocked that I thought it was so amusing. I still do. The other one was: Apathy, laid back to the max. Sounds exhausting and not very apathetic but whatever gets your motor turnin and your boat rockin, is fine with me. I will think of more when I draw on some picture and make some other stuff happen. LATER.

It Starts

I am sitting here in my new chair. School starts in t-minus something hours and some change, and I am excited. I would and could be more joyful but my stomach and other innards are raging against some type of machine. I drew a picture for you of what it looks like.



So there it is. I went to the Outlet Mall in Round Rock and then visited IKEA. Jacob, Jordan and Evan joined me. It was successful. Got chair, bitchin curtains, doo-doo brown pants, regular pants, black and yellow socks (Wiz Kalifa?) and some mass X gravity training gloves (weight). I am waiting for a hella lot of packages to come in. More clothes and a mattress topper. Sleep like a baby? I think so. Wait, does sleeping like a baby mean you wake up at odd hours crying for some tits? That doesn't make sense when you think about it.

I have not even printed out where I need to go for my classes. I shall do that or something sometime in the next 10 minutes. Can somebody stab me in the back so it can actually have a reason to inflict pain upon me. Yeah, I think I am spent, Ultimate was amazing, took a lot, I gave a lot, even exchange I would say. Later.

Well Well. We Meet Again

I feel so weird writing this entry on my computer. I have been doing it from my phone that this change of scenery is causing me to shiver. No, that can't be. OH, I know why, IT IS DAMN COLD. 9℃, and all I am wearing is a t-shirt and some shorts, AND THAT IS ALL. *WINK WINK* I feel like those are some angry winks or something. Like their sole purpose is to inform you that this is a wink that shall not fall on blind eyes. Something so obvious that if you miss it, it was probably because you were looking for it, and even then you would see it. So if you don't see it then I just don't know. I feel like you should make a deal with the devil and just fault on the deal and hand over your soul because you don't deserve it. Sorry, that was harsh. I apologize to your eyes for reading that.

So I missed Wipeout today and hopefully it will come on Hulu, I shall be quite sad if it does not.

I forgot to tell you about the veins. Alright, so I have this moderately bearable fear of veins. And it is not the vein itself, but what can happen to it. I do not like veins that pop out. I mean I like them in moderation but if they do one thing wrong and become too much, I have to look away. But the main problem is that someone can sever them. Most of the time I imagine somebody pinching the vein and lifting it up from its semi-protection of the body and plunging scissors into the skin, isolating the vulnerable vein in the middle of the slicing blades and then somebody closing the gap between the handles. Blood gushing everywhere, vein retreating into the body never being able to be closed. Death. That is one of my two biggest fears. The other is prostate cancer. I have been loving myself to make sure that the risk of the second is minute.

So I do not know if I said this but Easy A is an amazing movie. Freakin' funny as fuck. With that, I made 3 resolutions.

1. Deviate from the plan
2. Become healthier (not be skinny but make healthier decisions)
3. Minimize inhibitions

I think I can do these and I will become a better person. Oh and I am letting my facial hair grow. Not to unmanageable proportions but to where I can encourage a small patch of skin to become self conscience about its surroundings and grow hair. I found out that you can exercise your penis. I was stunned. I was like 'wha?!?' I didn't know that it was a muscle, and apparently it is. I got some Barnes and Noble gift cards and so I bought a book about it. I am weird. Did you know I can speak Braille? Here is my name: ⠓⠁⠍
Awesome right? I also got some yoga stuff because I decided I should do it to become more flexible for Ultimate and because doing it was almost like a cure. I have mid-lower back problems from an injury in highschool. When I was doing yoga in Theater class it actually helped. I didn't have one problem that whole year. I have been spending a lot of money lately, cash though. Something, I am not used it. I usually keep it almost entirely digital, but I guess it is a change and I am accomplishing my first resolution.

Some days I wonder if I will find love or if I will be single all my life. Sometimes I make up situations in my head about events that would never happen and try to make them emotional as can be using different techniques. I believe that if I were to write a chick flick, it would be the highest grossing film and would make you cry like the people were of your closest relationship. I think I can write dramas better than my favorite genre, horror, but that is the thing about being a Pisces. You love one thing and are horrible at it but you don't have a passion for another but you are excellent at it. Contradictions. Starbursts should just base their commercials off of me. I was supposed to read but I have not. I will finish this book. I have to. I rented other books from the public library and they are about mythology. And that one I really want to read. I am a sucker for mythology. I know I have more important stuff to say. Oh yeah. I organized and cleaned my room and I have this awesome wire crate system happening in my closet, which I don't know if I mentioned it. I have been downsizing my room. I know I am going to have a blast when I have to move out. Crap it is cold. I guess I will just go to sleep. I have to arrange a situation. I am going to see how silver my tongue really is. Later

Here in bed finished with the day ready to retire to sleep time.

The picture of the bags are what I carried, by myself, in ONE trip, from my truck to my apartment. I thought it was funny because when I opened the door, without putting down a single bag, there was a card shoved betwixt the door and its frame for a moving company. I couldn't help but think what an untapped resource I was for this company.

The other picture is of some tea I had at Teavana. It was the most delicious tea I have ever had. I nearly jizzed myself but stopped because I feared nobody would offer a face to clean it up with, ha, but mostly because I wanted to mate with this tea. I wanted to do things with this tea that could only be showed on the Discovery Channel that would be described as educational but it would show everything. This was a crazy day.

First my friend, Edgar, and I went to the mall for some after Christmas deals. I bought some awesome towels that don't leave a shit load of fucking lint everywhere like my blue and orange ones do, for 20 buck. It was only three towels but they are soft and made by Martha Stewart. She is a homemaker, so I trust her with home stuff and caressing my body, just not with my money. Then an amazing idea erupted. Old Navy was in this mall. I have not been in old navy in, no joke, 5 years. So a trip was over due. I bought some black jeans, not grey but black jeans, for 15 bucks. Amazing deal. I also got 2 v-necks and a polo. Prior to Christmas I went to the Domain and Banana Republic had an awesome sale and I got some pants from them. Now flashforward and we are leaving the mall. Yearning. For some food because we have not eaten. Food consumed. Best Buy got visited too. Then while on. The way back to Edgar's house something happened.

We can to a stop behind a white truck at a stop light. We were talking about a comment that his mother made and how funny it was. He looks in his mirror, "She's gonna hit me, she's gonna hit me". I was confused. I had no idea what he was talking about. Then I saw him lean forward a little bit as if to brace himself. Then it clicked, somebody was going to hit him from the back, as that thought ended a lurch took me by surprise. We had been hit by some lady. Hard. We pulled into the parking lot next to us and got out to check the damage. I was beginning to have a slight headache but nothing big. We walked to the back of the car and as if we had a force field, nothing happened to his car. Her's. Was damaged in the front but nothing major. It was funny because I thought we were going to have to do the whole collision dance and get info and blah blah blah. But nope. I have only been in 1 other crash before that and that was way scarier because a lady ran a red light and slammed into our truck on the passenger side, where I was sitting.

So I am home like I said and I am in a sleeping bag that I got from Jordan's closet. I forgot how much I love this thing. Like a new purchase. So warm I am.

I went to Target and got some cube organizers. And put some clothes in it from my closet and now my closet looks a lot neater. I bout 2 sets of 6 cubes. Idk if I want the other one because one set is amazingly spacious and sturdy and was more than I expected. I will still keep it because I can return it within 30 days. Or maybe it is 90, I will check that. I also ate pizza and watched I Survived for 4 hours. It was awesome. I downloaded more music and seriously need a new iPod and I want to buy a camera also. Shit so much to do. I want to go back to work. Something to do during the day. Anyways, I have to sleep so that I can wake up and go to target again so that I can get Resident Evil: Afterlife. I have a gift card to them that is why, plus they are the cheapest I have seen for that movie. More to come. I hope you liked my story telling abilities for this one. I took some tips from I Survived. Later.

How?

I was pondering this. A question so deep the greatest philosophers of all time would scratch their heads and declare 'I-de-kay'. How is this balloon still afloat? This balloon bought. Probably a month ago. It is going strong and I put everything I got into it. I hope it stays right side up forever. Nobody likes to see things fail.

I did not finish my marathon. I was too tired and I had two more episodes left but I need to save them. I stop going to work for the year today. I am excited and disappointed. I am going to make sure I use the RCC like no other today.

I scared myself yesterday. Blackberry is an amazing innovator and so is Apple. What makes BB a cool product is that they have cases for the phone that can automatically turn them off and on. When put in the case the phone sleeps and when taken out, the phone wakes up. They do this with the use of magnets and wiring. Apple has some amazing products but this is particularly towards their Macbook Pros. The look is clean and stylish. The screen closes and sleeps the computer, and when opened, the computer awakes. They do this with magnets also. So while texting Courtney and watching I Survived,I set my phone down on my computer to wait for a response. The computer shuts off. I panic the instant it happens. The light indicating it is on is stuck in an illumination state. Pushing on the keyboard and trackpad do nothing. I start to have anxiety. My computer is broken. I somehow messed it up by neglecting it somehow. Then I move my phone out of the way so that I can take a closer look at my computer. It miraculously turns back on. Puzzled, I start to click gears and cogs together. Start to turn a cause-and-effect statement out of my head. Start to realize. My phone has a magnet. My computer has a magnet. They must have sensed each other and done what they were designed to do. My phone turned my computer off. I test my hypothesis and surely, I am correct. What I learned was where not to place my phone on my computer.

I have a lot of stuff to do today and I need to get a head start by sleeping. I doubt that will come as swiftly as I would like it seeing as I ate an ass load of cookies nearly 20 minutes ago. I can still try though. I will talk about veins later. Later.

People

I would just like to say that Brittany Reilly from the Kashi Go Lean Crunch is hot. Now on to bigger things.

I am currently watching I Survived, and man this show is crazy. I cannot believe the kinds of situations people are put in. It is heart wrenching and intense.

I recently discovered that the RCC has a locker room for regular people. People not on athletic teams. So I worked out and then showered at the RCC and then went to work so I spent 6 hours at the RCC and it was ok.

While reading The Slide I recorded this woman on the treadmill. She was working it on the treadmill. She walked as though she was being recorded. You can check out the video on my Youtube channel.

I took a shower today and I combined my body wash and a little bit of Jordan's and it was amazing. My skin was so soft, like butter on a baby's ass. I have to tell Jordan how good it was later on today.

I forgot to get the paper I need for Andy but that is something I will for sure get today.

I miss everybody. I need communication. I am going to go to sleep. Later.

Change

I changed my room and it feels good. It also feels like I have more room. Did I mention it feels good? Anyways, I also watched a little bit of House Of Wax and I was pondering if wax is a good insulator. I thought of this because my friend, Ashley, is insulating her living room. I think somebody should try and tell me.

I have decided to read a book over the break. I am going to finish the one I started in summer and then I am going to start a new one. I think it will be Lost World but it also could be The Art Of War. Whatever I decide I will read. So wake up, eat, work out, shower, work (read during), eat, waste time, sleep. Repeat til Christmas and continue after til school starts. I miss people. Friends, teachers and other adults and the lovely game of Ultimate. Everybody needs to hurry up and get back so that I can play Ultimate.

I have gained a couple but I am going to lose a couple. I have been hovering around 77.11 kilograms and I am going to reduce that or at least increase it with muscle.

I know this is random but I have discovered one of my testicles to be of less volume than the other. Not by much but I noticed it and I cannot believe that I have never noticed before.

I have had this wicked headache today and it will not retreat.

Everybody should check out an artist named Diplo. I known about him since last year but I went back to check up on his music progress and he has some good stuff. I downloaded 2 of his albums and I also downloaded 3 others. - am just banking on the music. And I found a classical album on iTunes that is 315 songs for 10 bucks. That is a damn good deal. I will acquire this with my currency soon.

I cleaned up a little bit around the apartment and I also cleaned up a little bit in everybody's rooms. Yeah that bored that I cleaned somebody else's room. Time to go to bed. Another morning and its wood is awaiting me. Maybe that's why I am not a stomach sleeper. Later.

Hanging Them Out To Dry

So ever since I went home for the first time, it has gotten colder. I somehow knew that was going to happen but I still went anyway. I think everytime I go home it symbolizes something bad or change or bad change. I honestly do not know but I usually get yelled at when I get back home. Grandmothers can be such douchè bags.

I am also listening to a lot of techno all of the sudden. I like it and I downloaded so songs that are awesome. I am glad I have them. But I also have an iPod that does not know how to carry sufficient storage so I have to get a new one. I know I should have gotten a classic to begin with but I didn't. Oh well. It is in the past and now I have to deal with it now. I will think of a solution. I always do.

I know I have changed but family has a hard time with changes. It is sad that they can't see that I am not the same but yet they still treat me the same. I am fighting a war with sticks and stones whilst my opponent has war heads and WMDs. I think a good time away from them will be good. I cannot wait till I go to California. I am going to buy my tickets next month and it shall be glorious. I need to start saving money now. 20 to 40 bucks each paycheck shall do. Alright, I am typing this in bed trying to stay warm. I have yet to turn on the heater and I know I made Jacob and Jordan, especially, proud. I know how to be a conservative and earth-friendly human being. Why can't others see that we need to help undo what we have done? That is a whole different rant that can be saved for a different day. I am tired. Goodnight


Sam

Awesome For Me

These are notes of the post-it flavor that my nigga Jordan left me. They are awesome. He hid them in random places and so when I least expect it, I got a 2 by 2 note of thoughts in my face. I appreciate it Jordan and I shall tell you that when I go get you from the airport.

I went to go see Tron Legacy and I liked how in the beginning of the movie it even tells you that the majority of the movie was not in 3D. And believe me, don't want your money by seeing it in 3D. See it in 2D and you will have more clarity and save some money. I have to admit it, the advertisements before the feature presentation had more 3D moments than the whole movie.

I am lonely over here in the apartment but I am holding up better than I expected. I do feel sorry for the people who live alone because that must be hard. I am also really sleepy.

I talked to Courtney more than throughout the semester. It is a date we have that makes me want to go visit California faster.

I did not get the RA position but I am still going on being my normal self. I don't know why they did not pick me but I know it is their loss. Time to move on.

I have decided that I would like to take a road trip when I am in California. Travel south and visit family and do more stuff in the south. I hope this plan comes through and I hope Jordan can come also. And if this plan does find its way on the itinerary then I will have to buy my roundtrip tickets farther apart. I think we should go visit Jacob also. I mean might as well. I am just so excited for this Spring semester. I shall finally graduate to 20 years of existing. What a accomplishment. Well time to hit the hay. Later.

Freeze

I played Kinect too long and I froze like this. I think I might need a chiropractor. All in good fun though. I do like some of the games it has. An actual post will come up tonight or early morning tomorrow. I promise. Instead of picture and bullshit sayings.

Continued

This is from Jacob's birthday dinner. He had to look like a bird, hence the funnel cups for the beak and to-go boxes for wings. (That's to flap, just in case you did not know)

Pictures

I have some photographs that I need to get off my phone. So I will just leave them here. Here is an image of an imprint a bird made after hitting the window. I thought they only did that I cartoons. It seems that I have been mistaken.