Below are the 11 most recent journal entries recorded in Rowyaboats' LiveJournal:

Sunday, February 8th, 2004
9:42 pm	I've taken some time off So it's been over six months since I've written an entry in my journal, so this must be important. I've been sitting here thinking about friendship and the way that people treat you and the way things work out; good or bad. I've come to the realization that some people are just too stubborn to realize when they are wrong because they genuinely don't care how they make people feel. They put new friends before old. They put lovers before their friends. They even put their friends' friends before their own, because it is more important to have 40 people you are acquaintances with think you are tough and strong than not hurt one true friends feelings. When I look back on the situation that leads to my retrospection, I think of the conversations had and the memories shared and I wonder why it all came toppling down. It's hard to pinpoint one single reason because I guess it was rather a multitude of larger problems that all just came to a head. You don't try to hurt the ones that you love but you sometimes end up doing it unintentionally. You forget to pick up the phone and call. You forget to send them letters telling them how your life has been. You forget to get them a gift on their birthday or IM just to tell them how importan they are to you. As I type this I wonder if the same thing will happen when I graduate from college. Are these the types of friends that I will have forever. The types of friends that I will invite to my wedding. The types of friends that will be godparents to my children. Those special friends that you will know the rest of your life and will be able to reminisce with about the memories that were; the memories you'll never forget. I don't know if they will be those types of friends, or if I will even ever have friends like that. You grow up and you meet new people. You grow apart and don't see eachother as much as you used to. Some people move away only to come back again, but if you don't always communicate, does that mean that you do not care? I don't think so, but all of our opinions are different. You pointed out reasons why the friendship isn't there. You say that I never called you, I never IM'd you when you would come online. And I guess it's true but the knife cuts both ways. How about the time that you came to visit your cousin at college and you didn't even come by to see me. I guess the three flights of stairs were too much for you. I realize that those 24 stairs can be a little tiring, but if you don't think that hurts; then you're wrong. But you know what, shit happens and we get over it. I instead like to think about the better times that we shared. Going to eat every friday. Sitting in the back of my truck as the ice cream man slides on the wet pavement into an oncoming vehicle. Our senior prom. The kayaking trip where we had to spring the last 3 miles because of lightning, and carrying the kayaks across berkeley island instead of paddling around because we thought it would be faster. The times where we went to the movies just because we had nothing better to do. I didn't exactly want to see Head of State but I saw it anyway. Or the time that we went to the movies after Friday's and John almost killed us three or four times on the 1 mile ride there. Or during senior year when you didn't want to come in to see me at work so you and Andrea left a not under my wiper. Or the night before you went to Miami and you text messaged me at 1 in the morning telling me to go online so that you could tell me that you had a crush on me. And then a few days later when you called me on the phone and talked to me from the computer lab telling me how much you hated school and wanted to come home. These are the times that I remember and the times that I will never forget. The bad times I let go. I've let go of the time when you bet Kathy that you could go a few days without talking to me. I have let go of the time that I didn't make plans for a Friday night because you said that you were going to have a party, but you didn't because your boyfriend wanted to see you instead. I've forgotten about the times that you would tell me al the bad things that Noah would do and I would give you advice and you wouldn't take it; and I ended up being right in the end. I've forgotten what ended our relationship as friends, but oh well, I guess some people cannot forget, and some people have a hard time forgiving. You might be pissed that I put all this stuff online and now everyone can read it, but I guess that is what an online journal is for. You don't leave your stuff friends only because you have an online journal to leave your life as an open book. If you only wanted your friends to know, you should tell them all individually. That's my feelings about that. I don't care if people read what I write because it is all the truth. It all happened exactly like I told it, and you can't ask for anything more. I just want to say that I am sorry if I hurt you. I genuinely did not mean for anything that happened to end our friendship. I just feel like sometimes you don't think that you are hurting other peoples feelings when you are. Or maybe you know that you are and you don't care. Either way it isn't right. Again, I am sorry if I hurt you, it wasn't what I wanted to do. You probably won't ever see this since you took me off of your friends list, and you've blocked me on AIM, but for anyone that reads this, tell her that it's there; and tell her that I'm sorry. (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Saturday, June 28th, 2003
11:43 pm	Norah Jones is a sex goddess So, I haven't updated in like six months, so I figure I'll tell you whats been going on lately. I miss college!!! I went to Las Vegas and it sucked ass. It's not a fun place if you ain't 21!!! Last night, I went to Norah Jones, and she was great. I love my girlfriend a lot!!!! And, I'm beginning to get bored, so somebody should call me up to hang out or something, and Andrea, Melissa, and John, when are we going to do lunch???? I'm so bored I am writing in my journal and I even started commenting in cait's journal. I have to get off this friggin computer. I'll start updating more often, maybe even every day or something!!! (Comment on this)
Tuesday, January 14th, 2003
3:21 pm	Its been a long time!!!! I haven't written a journal entry in a long time and I am pretty bored right now, so I think that I will do this lyrics thing that melissa and caitlin did. So here it goes. I almost did the Smashing Pumpkins just like Melissa because she picked some pretty crappy Pumpkins songs, but I decided to do Garht Brooks instead because I was listening to a Garth CD at the moment so here it goes.... --(pick an artist and answer only using the band's lyrics..)-- -... Garth Brooks .01) are you male or female? -*. Hey I'm her wild card man .02) describe yourself? -*. 'Cause I've got friends in low places Where the whiskey drowns And the beer chases my blues away And I'll be okay I'm not big on social graces Think I'll slip on down to the oasis Oh I've got friends in low places .03) how do some people feel about you? -*. You know now I'm not a man who's ever been Insecure about the world I've been livin' in I don't break easy I have my pride .04) how do you feel about yourself? -*. This ain't comin' from no prophet Just an ordinary man When I close my eyes I see The way this world shall be When we all walk hand in hand .05) describe your significant other: -*. Hello Samantha dear I hope you're feelin' fine And it won't be long until I'm with you all the time But until then I'll spend my money up right down to my last dime Callin' Baton Rouge .06) where would you rather be? -*. Ireland I am coming home I can see your rolling fields of green And fences made of stone I am reaching out won't you take my hand I'm coming home Ireland .07) describe where you live: -*. January's always bitter, but Lord this one beats all, the wind ain't quit for weeks now, and the drifts are ten feet tall, I been all night drivin' heifers, closer in to lower ground, then I spent the mornin' thinkin' 'Bout the ones the wolves pulled down .08) describe how you live: -*. Ten 'til twelve is wine and dancing Midnight starts the hard romancing One o'clock that truck is rocking Two is coming, still no stopping Break to check the clock at three They're right on where they want to be Four o'clock get up and going Five o'clock that rooster's crowing Ain't going down 'til the sun comes up Ain't givin' in 'til they get enough Going 'round the world in a pickup truck Ain't goin' down 'til the sun comes up .09) describe how you love: -*. Sometimes late at night I lie awake and watch her sleeping She's lost in peaceful dreams So I turn out the lights and lay there in the dark And the thought crosses my mind If I never wake up in the morning Would she ever doubt the way I feel About her in my heart If tomorrow never comes Will she know how much I loved her Did I try in every way to show her every day That she's my only one And if my time on earth were through And she must face the world without me Is the love I gave her in the past Gonna be enough to last If tomorrow never comes .10) share a few words of wisdom: -*. You know a dream is like a river Ever changin' as it flows And a dreamer's just a vessel That must follow where it goes Trying to learn from what's behind you And never knowing what's in store Makes each day a constant battle Just to stay between the shores Current Mood: happy Current Music: Garth Brooks - Callin Baton Rouge (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Sunday, December 15th, 2002
5:21 am	Drunk I Am So right now I'm sitting in Carley's room with a bunch of people and I am drunk for what is quite possibly the last time this semester. That's a very sad thought. I don't want to leave these people. Anyhow, we went to go see Equilibrium tonight, wait no, not Equilibrium, it was Empire. So Empire was a really good movie. Atleast that is what I thought. Some other people didn't like it at all but me and Ryan did. Then we came back here and got drunk. We are trying to stay up until the sun comes up, and that isn't such a great idea because I have to write three papers tomorrow so I don't get a D in Rhetoric. So, I've been seeing this girl Carley for a couple of months now since I got to school and ya know its all been good, shes what I've been looking for in a girl and thats all that I can ask for. My friends at school have been great. Nothing but fun times with these kids. I'm definitely going to miss them over the break. We're definitely throwing a huge party for like New Year's or something so the whole crew can get trashed. Ewww, I never hang out with the people on my floor, I usually hang out with the people on Wolfe 9, and the other night I was coming out of my room and the assholes on my floor said something like, "where does he go? Have any of you talked to him lately?" Like what the fuck you stupid little EMO kid!!!!!!! I don't talk to you, you fag because I don't like you, you little piece of shit. Oh well, I don't really like the people on my floor. They're all little punk kids and that just annoys the fuck out of me. Well, I never write journal entries and I figure that since I haven't written in like two months I should have a lot to say but I think that I am going to end it there. To my Bayville friends I will see you guys wednesday. To my lunchtime friends, we should do pickup the whole lunchtime fun on Fridays or something. We need to have some good times this break since we didn't get together over Thanksgivinge. (4 Comments |Comment on this)
Monday, November 4th, 2002
11:10 am	Well, I have written in a while, so I figure that I will say something now. Well, my life has been totally excellent lately. Well, not my school life, that kinda sucks. Like the educational aspect sucks. My rhetoric teacher doesn't think I write well, but oh well, what the hell does she know, that anorexic bitch. My physics teacher is the nicest old man that I have ever met but he sucks as a teacher. My history teacher is the most boring woman ever born and I don't quite grasp the whole concept of psychology. I should've went to an easier school like OCC or something. So basically I met a girl and shes great, definitely the type of girl that I've been looking for, but basically I don't want to talk about much of the stuff there. The friends that I have here are great. Some of the greatest people that I have ever met. The one friend that I did have coming here, Mike, has become a total asshole since wrestling started. He has like roid rage or something. I don't know what the hell is wrong with him. The other day he flipped out for like the 9257893 time. We were all drinking, he had just come back from the wrestler house for their halloween party, so basically everyone's drunk. So he comes in with a magic 8 ball that he had stolen from the party and he decides to tell us one of his pointless stories. So he's like it was a good party, one of the kids dressed up as party boy, so when the music comes on, he takes off his pants and all the girls run out of the room and we're all just standing there staring at him. So John goes, "yep, sounds like just another gay wrestling party." So then Mike flips out and is like why the hell do you guys have to disrespect my sport and all this crap and throws the magic 8 ball against the wall and it shatters and then he picks up a piece of it, like the big piece that actually gives the fortune and throws that back against the wall. Then he picks up a rolling desk chair and throws it against the wall and the wheel pops off, then he picks up the chair again and goes to throw it at Jon but then thinks better about it and just throws it at Jon's feet cuz Jon would definitely kick Mike's ass. So Mike leaves, then he comes back looking for the remaing piece of the 8 ball and throws the bag with all the cans in it against the wall and they all spill out. Then he picks up the big tin of pretzels and chucks that and they all fly out. So hes bitching about something and I was like, "Wow, you're a fucking jerkoff!!!!" and he's like "don't you ever call me a jerkoff, or I'll kick your ass!!!" Now keep in mind, I am the only person that he has never like attacked or yelled at since we've gotten to college. I am the only person who can ever calm him down, and now he's yelling at me. So then he goes out into the hallway and says, you better lock the door before I come back in there and kill everyone. Now, theres four guys in the room, what the hell is Mike going to do. He's 5'4", 140 lbs going against four guys. Yeah, so whatever, the moral of the story is that Mike Braun is a jerkofffffffffffffffffffff!!!!!! Oh, we saw The Ring friday night and I must say that it was a good movie and all, but it was totally not scary at all. I thought it was kinda funny actually, like cuz the child was so friggin weird, he reminded me of the little boy in The Shining. Eventhough I didn't find it to be that scary, I would still recommend it cuz it was a really good movie. Well, thats all I have to say right now. I'll write more later when I can think of important things that are happening. Current Mood: sleepy Current Music: Tim McGraw - Down on the Farm (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Monday, September 23rd, 2002
11:02 am	Well, this weekend was fun. Actually, it was kinda like any other weekend except everyone came home from college. Friday night, I came home and my mom had made lasagna because I was coming home. I love my mom!!! Then that night; I don't even know what I did. I really don't remember, it must not have been anything good. Saturday, my dad put me to work which always sucks. I had to help him with his boat because it was overheating which means that I had to get into the water, and I must say that the water is a little cold for this time of year. Then he made me cut my neighbors lawn eventhough I still had to get my hair cut. My neighbor hadn't had his lawn cut for a couple weeks because I was at school, so it was long as hell. It felt like it took forever to cut it. So then, when I was done, I took a shower and went to go and get my hair cut. And Tommy was actually in there for once. He's usually out on an alcoholic binge or something. But screw him, his haircuts always suck anyways. I would much rather go to 80 year old Tony who you can't understand what he says. But I've been going there since I first started getting haircuts, so I'm not going to stop now. Plus, Tony doesn't charge me the full price; which is always a plus. Tony actually cut my hair real good this time. I was amazed. Oh, the last time that my dad was in there, Tommy feel asleep twice while cutting my fathers hair. So my dad saw him at the bar and bought him a few beers and now my dad gets free haircuts while I still have to pay. I think my dad should pay for atleast half of mine now. So that night, was hmmm, it wasn't boring, but it wasn't fun. I don't know how to explain it but I'll tell ya what happened. So we were going to do this leukemia and lymphoma walk in Philly, like right along the river and all, so it was going to be real nice. But we didn't get there early enough, so we couldn't find a parking spot, so we couldn't do the walk. So basically we just drove around Philly for a while. We tried not to venture into the ghetto, so somebody wouldn't bust a cap in my ass. You gotta Watch Yaself!!! We didn't make the walk, but luckily we had given our money up before hand so all the money did go to charity, and thats all that really matters. Then on our way home, we went to Olga's Diner. Yay, I love Olga's Diner. And for dinner I somehow came to the conclusion that it's alright to order a meatball sub at diner. Clearly I wasn't thinking properly. I realized it just after I ordered it, I was like, meatballs at a diner? Hmm... that doesn't sound too good. It wasn't half bad anyways. Then we went to my sister's house to see the work that they did in the backyard. Nothing special there. Sunday morning, I went out to breakfast with the people. We went to IHOP and exchanged tales of our lives. Everyone seems to be doing fine, so thats good. Then I went to Wherehouse Music and bought Tim McGraw's Greatest Hits and Travis Tritt - The Rockin' Side. But then I left the Travis Tritt CD which was so totally excellent, in my truck, so now I am without it here at TCNJ. But I finally found this 70's CD that I have been missing for like 5 years. It has American Pie and Ballroom Blitz and other stuff on it. God, I love that CD. I was fixing my sister's CD jukebox thing and I had to take out all of the CD's and bam, there it was. Friggin thieves, stealing my CD's!!!! Then I went home and watched football. Friggin Redskins suck ass. Pisses me off. Then me and Braun went back to TCNJ at like 8. Then I went up to his floor to hang out, cuz the woman was there. Hmm... and then we talked till like 2:30. It was definite fun times. Earlier, Braun and Mark got into another fight cuz Mark said something stupid about his brother, so Mike got all pissed and went to go eat dinner. Then me, the woman, and Mark had a talk about Mike. Hmm... seems they don't believe all of his stories, but oh well, neither do I. Well, this has been a pretty rough morning as all of you who matter prolly know. This sucks. I can't believe shit like this happens. You're supposed to die when you are old. Why doesn't God understand that? Current Mood: sad Current Music: John Mayer - Why Georgia (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Wednesday, September 18th, 2002
6:48 pm	Hmm... what to say, what to say. So I'm going home this weekend and I'm going to do this walk for leukemia and lymphoma in Philly with my sister and Kristen's family and everyone, so I think it's going to be a pretty sad 5 miles. I don't know if I can handle seeing everyone crying and all for all that time. Maybe I'll be wrong and maybe doing the walk will be good for everyone and it is a good cause; to help try to find a cure for the disease that took Kristen's life less than a year ago. But as I wrote my I-search last year, I found out that some people feel that it isn't worth trying to find a cure because if you cure too many things, you are going to have a problem with overpopulation, but to all those people who said that, I say, FUCK YOU!!!! So, thats enough about that. We got Bob to meet Sam last night and we could tell that they were both pretty embarassed, but truth be told, we did spend like 30 minutes trying to get Bob ready to meet Sam. The kid weighs like 120 lbs and they put him in a muscle shirt and put loads of gel in his hair, and he just didn't look like the Bob we all know and love. In the words of Ebenezer, the cool black kid across the hall from Mike, "I think I like hat and glasses Bob better." So Bob meets Sam and is all embarassed and almost runs away. But eventually we did get them both to talk. Sam wanted to kill me and Braun for putting her through that, but once she dumps the zero and gets with the hero, she'll be thankin' me. So after the Bob and Sam debacle, Braun went to the Wrestlers house and the rest of us drank Coors light and did shots. So, we all got pretty drunk last night, but it was fun times. Bob didn't drink, but we still got him to dress up like a girl. He put a bra on and everything, so that was pretty entertaining. Then we tricked him into taking a shot of Bacardi and he spit it out all over everyone. Then, later that night, I got this kid Tim, who looks exactly like Keith Van Horn, to drink so many shots of Vodka. I got him pretty wrecked. All he could keep saying was, "you got me like this, it's all your fault." It was pretty funny. Then, Braun came back and was pretty wasted. He was just like, "I lost so many games of beer pong." So then he came back and drank the rest of our beers. Then I came to the realization that there are far too many guys on that floor. The girl to guy ratio at this school is like 2.5:1, and on there half of the floor, there are only two girls. And they're both basically taken, so what is a guy to do. I woke up this morning and felt fine. I made it through my class fine and then the hangover began to kick in for me. God damn, that feeling sucks. You know that you're hungry but you can't eat anything cuz you feel like you'd puke, so what the hell are you supposed to do. Also, your body is so dehydrated that all you want to do is drink water, but I didn't have any water here, so I had to go down to the vending machine and buy $1.25 bottles of Dasani. Friggin purified water for over a dollar, what a ripoff. But anyhow, I've made a full recovery. I think that I'll take it easy for a day. No partying tonight. I have hw to do anyways. Oh well, it was a good night, a night that makes your whole week, ya know. Sam met her future husband, Bob. Bob then dressed like a girl. I had a good talk with Carley eventhough we were both drunk. And we all just had fun. What more could you ask for? Current Mood: hungry Current Music: Days of the New - Dirty Road (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Monday, September 16th, 2002
2:59 pm	This was a pretty eventful weekend I guess. Well, actually there were very few events. On the weekends around here, it seems to be like dead. Every few minutes you see a tumbleweed roll across the fields and you hear the sound of a loon off in the distance. Friday night, everyone goes home and theres like 5 people left on my floor, so I went over to brauns floor and like lived there for the weekend, only coming back to travers to sleep and shower. Friday night, I come in at like 2:00 and the girls are out in the hallway, and I was like, did you guys party tonight? And the smartass Arab chick sarcastically says, "No we always stand out in the hall at 2 in the morning!" and I'm like "well the other night you were out here till four" and the stupid bitch is like "whatever." Friggin girl, why don't you go shave your friggin back, I mean c'mon, I've seen chimpanzees with less hair on their body. Instead of giving me an attitude why don't you worry about not throwing up in the hallway. Stupid girls. I swear, theres nothing but hoes up at this college. Saturday, Mike's hoe buys us beer, well actually I paid for it this time. She so would have paid for it, but I would have felt bad. So we watched college football on Saturday and drank some beers, and then Braun's like, "Have you ever seen one of those planes made out of beer cans?" So we look them up on the internet and he makes one. The only problem is, it takes more beer cans than we thought, so we had to drink more than we wanted to on Saturday, which meant less beer left for Sunday's games. So he made the plane and now we both have cuts on our hands becuase the friggin metal is sharp. Sunday night, was a good night. The Raiders won!!!! I won ten bucks off Bob, but we went double or nothin' on the skins game tonight. So, I'm lookin' to make 20. Steve Moran ain't here so I had to find somebody else's money to take. So anyway we watched the game in Braun's room with like everyone on his floor. We ordered Domino's and conned Bob into buying us chips. Lol, sucker. Then we ran out of beer at like half time, which always sucks. If Braun didn't have to make the plane all in one day, we would have been fine. Oh well, tonight is the Redskins game. Probably the most important game of the season for them; that is until they play in the Super Bowl. So anyhow, I'm doing laundry today and I'm debating whether or not go home this weekend. I wonder if I have any homework to do for tomorrow. It seems like I never have homework. I love my classes. God damn they're easy, except for the ones where my teacher's a friggin retard. PHYSICS!!!!! Is it possible to ever find an educated Physics teacher. God Damn, I have no luck in that subject. Well, my laundry needs to be folded, so I think I'll do that right now. Current Mood: happy Current Music: Outkast - Gasoline Dreams (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Wednesday, September 11th, 2002
4:08 pm	I have been informed that my password is too easy to guess, and that I should change it, but last time I checked, my password wasn't even a word. Livejournal also tells me that it is easy because it is a dictionary word spelled backwards, but last time I checked no words start with xf, but whatever. I've been here most of the day, doing the laundy. Fun times in the laundry room. It's really windy here at TCNJ, ah, it reminds me of Bayville. Anyways, the wind comes in through the windows of the laundry room at exactly the correct angle and it creates a sort of vortex, and it creates a giant funnel cloud of lint in the middle of the room, it's friggin amazing. Well, maybe there isn't a funnel cloud, but if there was; oh man, that would be so totally excellent. So I woke up at like 8 o'clock this morning to go to the 9/11 memorial service and I set my alarm clock and the timer on my TV to get us up at 8 so it all goes off, but what is this, the cable is out on our TV. OMG, what am I going to do, I am going to miss American Gladiators. Oh man, how I love American Gladiators. So, now picture this, its 12 o'clock and the cable is still out, so I watch Spider Man. Yay, Spider Man which is quite possibly the greatest movie I have ever seen. I never read the comic books or anything, so basically I was a Spider Man virgin. But today I took the giant step into Spider-Manhood. So I'm doing the laundry and I started like an hour and a half ago and the cleaning ladies were sitting in the little cleaning closet with the brooms and stuff just talking so whatever maybe they were taking a break. So periodically I go back and forth to the laundry room to check on my stuff and they're still there. So now its going on 2 hours, and they're still there. What kind of workers do they hire around here. No wonder why our bathroom is never really clean, they don't work. So something really funny happened last night, well it was horrible last night but now its funny. At like 2 in the morning, all my roommates chef boyardee and other food came crashing down on the floor, causing this giant bang. It scared the crap out of us and my roommate jumps out of my bed, we thought somebody was coming in to kill us because of course we don't lock our door, cuz we're a little big for anyone to be messing with us. If they were gonna mess with anyone it would be the little midgets down the hall or the 4000 girls that live on our floor. So, that whole episode kinda freaked me out cuz it was really loud. Maybe theres a ghost and the ghost came in and threw our stuff on the ground. Maybe its the spirit of a kid who used to live here and his roommate threw him out the window or something and that why they have the little suicide wires on the windows so they don't open all the way. Well, I have nothing more to say, and I have to finish doing my laundry. So, I'm going to stop writing now, maybe I'll write something later. (4 Comments |Comment on this)
Tuesday, September 10th, 2002
9:08 pm	Today in the life of me So, basically Tuesdays suck in my life. There are too many classes. Way too many classes. What kind of an as$hole would pick this schedule. Oh wait, I did. So, my day starts off with Psychology. This is quite possibly the most boring class I have ever taken in my life. My teacher seems like an average, everyday mom. She's into wearing this denim jumper each day to class. It's such a classic outfit. And then she just talks the whole entire period, but not like I will talk so you can take notes. No, no, no, its talk like the Micro Machines guy, you know Mr. Testaverde from Saved by the Bell. So the lady talks like that and then we're supposed to take notes and then out of nowhere she randomly asks a question and calls on someone. Usually, someone who doesn't have their hand up. What the hell is that all about. She acts like it's her class or something. Oh wait, did I say Psychology was the most boring class ever. Stupid me took Society and Politics in Modern Europe; now I'm told this class is exactly like AP European History. Wait a minute, Central doesn't have European History. Why did I take this course, this is the only course that I know absolutely nothing about. But, this class requires exactly no participation, the professor just talks all period. She's from NC, and she talks with a very heavy accent so it's kinda funny to listen to her. And then today she asked us if we like to go to discos. She's like 35, so I don't know where shes been for the last 20 years, cuz thats about when they stopped calling them discos. Then on to Rhetoric, which is quite possibly the stupidest class that the college decides you need to take, but I lucked out cuz this is prolly my best class. All we do is talk all period like roundtable discussion type crap, so its good times. It's kinda like Muellers class without, ya know, Mueller, which is always a plus. Lol, I still don't like the bitch, aww, did I say bitch? So then I come back from class and take a nap, but they're doing friggin construction behind my building so my nap was cut extremely short, but it's all good. I had to do HW anyways. Why do I do HW? No teacher at my college ever collects it. It's like we are supposed to do it for our own benefit. What the hell is that all about. My benefit would be if you taught better in class so I didn't need reinforcement at home. That's the problem. Let's talk about my physics class, my teacher is a total idiot, but I've learned more from him in the past 3 weeks than I ever did from Ms. Ryan. Wait a minute, Ms. Ryan was the crappiest teacher in the history of the world. I don't care that she was a nice lady. Nice ladies should be baby-sitters not teachers. What other classes do I have? Oh yeah, Calculus. So I have this Calculus teacher with this teacher who reminds me a lot of my father which is pretty cool, I guess. But this class is basically the biggest waste of my time. I wish Holleran taught at college. That would be so totally excellent. This guy uses all weird words. And just once I would like to hear, "Polynomials are your friends." That would be so great. But as dad once said, "Steve Holleran is an asshole." Right now I am watching Jack on ABC family and J-Lo is in it. I don't remember J-Lo being in the movie but apparently she's the Puerto Rican teacher, Jack had a crush on. A Puerto Rican teacher, you'll never see one of those at Central. It makes you proud to be an American. Well, I guess that's racist, so I'll end this journal entry on that note. (4 Comments |Comment on this)
Monday, September 9th, 2002
3:49 pm	My life is more boring than yours, guaranteed Alright, so I came to this here college place and I found out very quickly that you tend to get a lot of free time on your hands. I feel like I have more free time than anyone else though. I see to be the only person who doesn't have class in the afternoon. Half the time I am done by 10:00 in the morning and then I get back to my dorm room and there is nobody here because they are all at class and it's like, what the hell do I do now? So, seeing as today was one of those days, I decided to make an online journal. I was going to make a livejournal, but every single person that I know who has one, had their away message on so I couldn't get the stupid code that you need to make a journal for free. So I was talking to Greg and I decided to check his profile and it said that he had a journal through easyjournal, so I decided to make one here. So, anyways, I was reading Greg's profile, and I came across his website, so I went there to listen to his music, and it was totally excellent. In other news, for all of you who don't know, my roommate doesn't drink, smoke, or curse. He's a good Catholic boy, but last night, Braun came over and my roommate said the word shit-faced and we all kind of paused for a moment because we couldn't believe that he said it. So we started cracking up and I think we made him feel bad. Then we were going to go to dinner, and me and braun left and then he was going to come too, he just had to get his sneakers on, so me and braun left, Braun went to go get this kid Wesley, and I went to take a piss, and I get out and my roommates not there so we figured that he was down in the dining hall and he was going to meet us there, but he never showed up. So we eat, and I get back to my dorm room and my roommate is there and I asked him where he was for dinner and he was like, I thought you guys left me; that you didn't want me to come. So I felt totally bad. And now I feel like an asshole. Then this morning I'm brushing my teeth, and my roommate made some stupid joke about drinking all of his milk and I gave him a courtesy laugh so he wouldn't feel stupid, and then after that, I rolled my eyes, and I look up into the mirror and hes looking at me, so again I feel totally bad. I am such a jerkoff (Comment on this)