today was what I like to classify a "good day"

I woke up bright and shiny at 2p.m. to my roommate dane busting in and telling me I didn't have to go to work today. I smiled and tried to go back to sleep, but him bursting into the door startling me woke me up enough where I couldn't fall back asleep. plus it was 2 p.m.

anyways, I roll out of bed(about 2.5 rotations) and jump on the computer. I easily kill a hour...

sidenote... I just wrote "an hour" but then took it back because that isn't correct because of the h in hour. but when people talk, they say an, not a like "yeah, it was great, it lasted half an hour" and "an hour later I found myself sitting next to the porcelain god proclaiming my hatred for him in acts of devilish proportions"
I admit that last one was a lil overboard, sorry, but it goes to show that people say an hour, not a hour. weird.

back to my uber exciting day. haha. so after I waste an hour, I decide to have some breakfast. flautas. mmm. and if you don't know, flautas are large taquitos with more meat and with cheeze in em, so I like em a lot. I also polished off a gallon of milk I opened the day before. man milk is so good.

sidenote... after working out, I crave milk. is that weird? does anyone else? I think it calms me down after a tough workout or something.

and yet again, back to my day...
I went back upstairs to my computer and wasted another hour and a half doing nothing... then finally I decided to be productive. so I cranked out about a third to a half of one of my architecture projects... which is good. after that I went to dinner with aaron. taco time is my friend, but their beef tastes kinda weird, and I much prefer taco bell, but driving 8 miles in snow sucks... so what can you do?

oh talking about that... it snowed 8 inches today! which is rediculous! the second hardest snow I've seen in washington since I've lived here for the last 18 years... or at least of the snow I remember... hardest since I've lived in pullman at least.

anyways, that most likely was why I didn't have to go into work... thank you for that God... oh and the beauty of not having to go into work... I'm automatically paid for 10 hours a week, so if my boss calls me and says I don't have to come in, I still get paid. awesome.

so after dinner, I got a phone call about some "snow football" so I had to accept. having not seen gretchen yet today...

sidenote: I have a girlfriend named gretchen. she's awesome.

so I was talking to her online and she had just gotten home from lab(9:30ish)... so I threw on my "rigo" pants I stole from levi, which I found a hole in the crotch of... goodtimes. anyways, I put on those, orange socks, an orange shirt, a neon green shirt that matches the inside of the pants, and my "dormant talent" sweatshirt my parents bought me to rub it in my face that I'm lazy(on of the best gifts I've gotten, I love it)... I throw on a beanie and head over to gretchens...

sidenote: she hates being called gretch... but I made up a nickname that I find hilarious that involves that, so I can't use it. genius stopped by personal preference right there my friends.

"etch a gretch"

haha, classic.

anyways, I hung out with gretchen for half a hour talking about our days and stuff, then I say goodnight(she has hella homework(pre-med)and I had to go play football and do some homework of my own)... so I go play football in the new 8 inches of snow...

now this brings me to my topic of the night:

A lot of the times I go to play a sport with my friends, I end up hurting someone. usually because a lot of my friends are nerdy and semi-unathletic, but also because when someone says "we're playing tackle" I actually tackle people. and I actually expect to be tackled. anyways, maybe I'm too competitive, or maybe I need a new way to take out rage. haha, rage.

so I ended up hurting one of my friends jeremiah... I tackled him and his left knee crashed into his right... not really my fault, but sorta because I was the only person to hit him. anyways, I never got tackled and only got snow on me from tackling people. goodtimes. I like playing sports. haha.

after I got home from that... 11-1 is a blur. I have no clue what I did, and considering that was like 2-4 hours ago, that's sad. so at 1 I decided to go to dissmores for food... so I began to walk, and it was cold, again, the snow. so I decided to drive. now dane and brandon have been saying all day "good luck with that, you won't get anywhere, and if you do, it'll be in an accident." or something along those lines. I back out the driveway and head down my huge hill(going up it is impossible with no snow tires)...

sidenote: I don't have snow tires on my car, bite me. I still drive better in snow that most of pullman, bunch of idiots.

I make it down, no problems, go to the store, no problems... go get gas, get jack in the box, and head home... easy enough. and boom, here I am now.

I got horrible cravings for a dr. pepper today, it was HORRIBLE... I almost got one too... but, I didn't. so be proud of me.

anyways, that was my day...

what to expect soon. a HUGE music quote game quiz.

my left buttcheek has been twitching every few seconds since last night, even when sleeping, and even right now as I sit writing this entry. it's starting to bother me... anyone have an answer?

I told you I was a genius.

how to cover my flower wallpaper...

buy a bunch of old calendars... like ones for this year... take out all the pictures and put them up. it's cheap, and they usually have some good pictures. w00t me.

how is it that I keep surprising myself?

oh, and still going with no pop... man it's killing me though... I want some SO badly.

alright, so a lot happened today, and I had a great time. but lets start things off with a thought that came to my head right after I posted the last entry.

how often weird or random things remind me of someone in my life. I think it's funny that everyone has different random ques to thoughts of people in their life. take for example when mariah carey comes on my itunes, I think of ryan because he is a big fan of hers(old school of course)... that's just random. also, when someone mentiones a cult, I think of alex. not because he was or is in a cult, but because he introduced me to a band called sugarcult... which I LOVE. by the way, they have a new album coming out spring 2006. yay. ok, or when I drink powerade I think of brandon. because he drinks them all the time(thus why he's so buff. the correlation is like r=9.96)... or when I gaze at the stars, I think of the one time in my life where I actually had no clue what the hell was happening, I had no control over my body and I thought the grass was going to eat me(shrooms are weird)... or when I eat starburst candy(the green bag only) I think of my mom yelling at me for smoking pot at alex's house because apparently that is what my breath smelled like. haha, yeah... welcome to my life. or when I use a y splitter for audio cables I think of my brother because I stole his when I was a kid. or when I see... ok I can go on with this forever, but I won't...

oh, levi, I saw a kid that resembled you (large body structure and red hair) walking around on a paper route the other day, and I had to let out a huge smile. it was awesome.

so back to today... today was thanksgiving. so, we held thanksgiving here for all the alaskan kids. me, dane, erik, john, josh, jd, katy, ashley, joel, alex, and jd and katy's son lil john. for the record, lil john rules. that kid is awesome. anyways, for dinner we had a turdunkel, a normal cooked turkey, and a deep fried turkey injected with beer, garlic, and butter(delicious)... and then all the rest of the fixin's. yeah, it was quite the feast. while we ate we watched "blue's clues" because lil john needed to be entertained and "field of dreams" wasn't cutting it. sorry kevin, should have stuck with water world and the postman. man we had a good time with that actually. oh, and joe, the new steve, is not cool. steve is way better, steve actually drew in his handy dandy notebook... joe has something that draws for him.

after that meal we let it settle for a while and then headed over to jd and katy's place for dessert. they had like 5 different kinds of pie(I don't like pie) including chocolate pie(I like chocolate pie)... so that was fun... plus jd deep fried some twinkies. I didn't eat any of those though.

after that john, josh, erik, and I went to see "Rent"... it was REALLY good. I normally don't like musicals, but this was sweet. I'm starting to enjoy them more and more... I don't think I'll ever like opera's though... but you never know.

after that we came back to the house and chilled, and now I'm here. oh, I read the first chapter of harry potter and the sorcerer's stone... hopefully I'll get more read tomorrow...

what else to talk about? hmmm....

do you like the warm or the cold? I prefer the cold, mostly because I believe it is easier to heat yourself up rather than cool yourself down... plus, cold weather promotes blankets and cuddling. both of which I approve of, the latter moreso though, naturally.

that's all I've got for you tonight. I love steak.

alright, so I'm just chillin naked, rating music, and I read that people enjoyed my last post... so I thought, why not write some more tonight. but about what?

I dunno, lets see where my mind takes me.

For anyone who has known me, you know that I am a very shallow person. I'm trying to break that. there is beauty in everyone, and there are MANY beautiful people. It's hard to just say that one person is better than another... Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. or something like that.

so there that is.

ah garden state... such a good movie. natalie portman is in it, who also is in star wars episode 2, which I happened to watch tonight.

if george lucas is reading this.... never write a script again. you sucked the acting ability out of every single person that was in that movie. it was horrible. no matter how well they played the part, the script ruined every scene.

I just found myself talking to my nalgene bottle. "my precious, I've missed you"... yeah, I think this no pop thing is getting to me.

for example today I went to the grocery store, and picked up some non pop drinks. but while there I went by the pop aisle and stood there looking at it all, and it hurt me a little inside. I couldn't drink any of that for a long time. that stinks.

It hurts to lose something close to you. like when I was a kid and had fish. I had one bubble eye goldfish for 4 years. his name was carps. I had him for a LONG time. a lot longer than I had any watch, now that we're talking about time. anyways, it was a bad day when he was floating there on top at the water's rim, slightly lighter in color.

you know what else is slightly lighter in color?

nevermind

It's normal for someone to be more critical of themselves rather than other people, but when you think about it... some insecurities come out of people when they speak. like people who put others down because they are horrible.... etc. I just find that kinda funny.

there is such a wide array of types of people and qualities of people, just physically speaking... what makes the hollywood ideal of beauty better than the girl next door with the bucktooth that can chop wood and pull off a prom dress?

wow that was random.

I hate it when you have people in a position of authority that you can't ever please. I hate that. no matter how hard you try, or the achievements you make, you can always do better, and they never pass up an opportunity to let you know of it. do they do that to make us better people? because I'm not sure that is the best way to go about it. at least not always.

How often do you read your bible? me? hardly ever.

Do you ever find yourself enjoying something at the beginning, but then you find something out about it that ruins it for you? I hate how things can look so good, but just actually hide the bad well. I notice a lot of people are like that.

People have so many layers.

take me for example... no beware, if you want to know how I work, keep reading... but it may not be what you expect(I haven't written it, so it may actually be what you expect).

when you first meet me you think. "what a dumbass"
then a little bit after that. "this kid is a jackass too, he has no respect for anyone"
then you learn a little more. "alright, he actually knows what he's talking about, he's not a dumbass, he just likes to be funny, or at least try"
then a little bit after that. "he isn't a racist, his line is just extremely far"
then a lil bit after that. "this guy has a good heart, he should just show that"

something like that. but see I love making people smile, and so I do show that I have a good heart, but it's layered underneath some stuff.

everyone has layers because everyone has been hurt. thus why people need to get to trust people before they jump into allowing someone to truly know them.

course, I'm quite outgoing and if you show respect, I'll have a deep conversation with you about anything you like. but some people it takes years for them to truly open up about things.

I have a horrible memory. probably one of the worst or anyone I know, if not the worst. high school is mostly a blur. that's how bad it is.

apparently pressing the "shift" key 5 times turns on "sticky keys"

it is thanksgiving. happy thanksgiving everyone.

unless you're not from the U.S. in which case, happy november 24th.

well, it's 3 a.m. and I've been awake for just over 12 hours today... yup, I'm awesome. but to be honest, I don't know if I have a sleep condition or not, because I usually sleep between 10-12 hours a night, without trying. sleeping less than 9, I can barely wake up, unless I have a tough agenda to take care of, and even then, sometimes it's rough.

on another weird subject, I've never slept in the same bed as someone special. well, not a girlfriend or potential. I've always heard good things about sleeping next to someone special like that, and I look forward to doing it. Sleep overs are fun. I'm a fan.

I'm also a fan of cuddling. some people are good at cuddling, and some people just suck at it, which I'm not quite sure how that works, but some people are, which is just weird.

today I bought 3 JBJ cds. and by JBJ I mean Jon Bon Jovi. I like his music(the ones I've heard on the radio and such) so I thought I'd check him out. I found some used cheap cds of his, so I bought em, and I like em. They aren't phenomenal(like killswitch engage or depswa) but the cds are quality... like on a hoobastank or trapt level.

also on a music topic. Hootie rocks. and a few days ago while in the shower, he talked to me, and it is beginning to really hit home in the majority of my life. the song "little brother" has a line in it "you're mad at the world, like she owe you. whatchu think opportunities gonna come looking for you" and I thought. I've been feeling that way. so I decided to take the initiative and begin changing my life around, and take control of it, so that I don't sway because of others, but I stand strong because of myself. damn that sounded good.

anyways, I think I'm having this problem because earlier in my life I was given everything I needed, and by the time my parents made the push for me to be "independent" there was little or nothing I could do about it, which just put me in a bad mood. anyways, I want to work through that, and move on. life is about change, and this is a change.

No one's life is perfect, and everyone could use some change... but the thing I learned that is useful is that the change doesn't have to be huge. it just has to be something new to you that keeps you going, something that keeps you happy.

Two days ago I did something that needed to happen, but I've always had a vice to it, so I've never quite done it. I quit pop. and I've been off it since. and I hope to stay off it until my birthday next year, where I will drink it, but not like last time. maybe like 1 a day, or maybe none, some people I've talked to say that they hate the taste of pop since they've quit it. I dunno if I'll get that because right now, I want it SO bad. haha, that last sentence kinda made me laugh.

how many situations have you been in in your life where you say, I dunno about later, but right now, I really want that. then, when it actually gets to later, you don't want, or don't even remember that.

haha, because that has happened to me a lot.

life is funny.

oh, another thing I want to start doing is going to the bars... last weekend aaron, erik, and I went to Rico's Pub(pub stands for public house, by the way) and I had fun... It was a different environment where we could just hang out and chill. like bubble tea at UW or like starbucks, but more people can be there and not cause a disturbance.

I don't want to go just to drink(it's a plus) I just wanted a place to go where me and my friends can gather and have a good time that is outside our living areas.

On a completely different topic, I got a free nalgene for turning 21(wsu is weird)... but it is coming in hand with quitting pop. so far I've drank 3 nalgenes of water and 1 of milk(don't judge me, the glasses that were clean were small)... plus I cleaned it out once I was done.

another random note. I love rearranging my room. I think it has to do with the change thing. It's a small change in relation to my life, but it makes me happy. I love lifting things, moving them around, and trying to find order to them and maybe even have some fun with it. also, I play music and sing and dance as I work, which makes it pleasurable.

anyways, I think that's it for this update. che-check ya later.

yeah, it's awesome.

SO AWESOME

thank you break.com.

there is sound to this, so have your speakers on.

no work OR school until next monday. only homework.

WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

YAY.

call me if you want to hang out and you live semi near.

Is any a partial sadist?

because I'm partially a massochist.

I just got out of the shower, where I turned up the heat until I couldn't stand it anymore. and that takes a lot. I dunno, I kinda like pain that is temporary... it's a rush... like rugby pain, or wrestling... or when I sprain a finger and I play with it. or when I bruise a bone and I have other people poke it. stuff like that, I just think it's kinda fun. I don't think of it as pain, it's something else.

I know, I'm weird.

ok, so the other day I went to the bathroom in the architecture building... they have this urinal cake holder thingy in the urinal... so as I was peeing, I hit the middle of it and it sounded like someone was peeing behind me... so I look back... no one. so I hit the middle again, and boom, the sound behind me again.

I threw the sound of me peeing. how kickass is that?

anyways. I'm proud of myself, and my life has turned around.

ok, so new years in about a month and a half away. and I'm thinking about some new years resolutions for the upcoming year.

lets get some facts down first.

- I'm not happy with my life right now.
- Everyday is a chore.
- My vocabulary is tiny.
- My focus is not what it's supposed to be on.
- The cornerstone to my life has slowly been crumbling.

I need to rebuild it. which is what I want and plan on doing.

ok, possibly new years resolutions...

- quit pop
- read 50 pages of a book a day... any book, maybe start with harry potter.
- be on top of school(don't know how exactly I'll keep track of this one, other than making sure I stay ahead of schedule.
- keep a planner(I've sorta started to do this)
- be better with my money
- write people e-mails daily
- do a bible study
- do community service once a month at least
- become a pimp

so there you go. thoughts?

but I feel bad for everyone who reads this... so like 80 people a day or something like that... anyways, what's been going on in my life?

- I got my job for the real estate agent back. w00t. money is good. maybe now I can afford a girlfriend... one step at a time though.

- I found out that applying to the school of architecture is going to be a lot nicer than preciously thought. w00t.

- My new best friend here at WSU is turning 21 tomorrow, way to go aaron.

- scrubs season 2 comes out on tuesday. I'm contemplating going at midnight to get it... just to be that cool.

- I need a haircut.

- apparently I WILL be on the westside for christmas... according to Levi. I don't think I'll have that much dough, and I don't really want to try driving my car across the pass... no snow tires.

- facebook is fun.

- facebook is bad for procrastinators.

- alex has a picture of me with my mohawk on facebook. that's awesome.

- SUGARCULT RULES!

- course, zach braff rules more. I hope he does harry potter #7 or something, that would own.

- sleep is in order. gnite.

1 . Tell her she is beautiful (not fine, or sexy)
yeah, tell her a cliche line that millions of women get everyday. that's original.
2 . Hold her hand at any moment . . . even if its just for a second.
be sure to squeeze it to show her how much you care. or you could just be a man and put your arm around her.
3 . Kiss her on the forehead.
make her feel like your little sister. women like being belittled.
4 . Leave her voice messages to wake up to.
call her and wake her up, when she picks up say "don't answer the phone! I'm leaving you a message to wake up to, ho." call back 3 or 4 more times to show how much you care.
5 . When she is upset, hold her tight and tell her how much she means to you.
women love being held when they are upset... the actually don't need space like normal people do... smother them.
6 . Recognize the small things . . . they usually mean the most.
like that zit she has on her cheek that's ALMOST hidden.
7 . Pick her over all the other girls you hang out with.
you know, because picking women really makes them feel loved... they are meat, pick yours out.
8 . Write her notes. (she LOVES them)
I know what you did last summer. that's always a classic note
9 . Introduce her to family and friends . . . as your girlfriend.
no first names needed, you should never have to say her real name, if you do, she'll hate it.
10 . Play with her hair.
put gum in it and make sure to mess it up when it's done up real nice... they love that.
11 . Pick her up, tickle her, and play-wrestle with her.
show her you can throw her around, but make sure to drop a few "people's elbows"... "can you smeeeelllll what the rock is cookin?"
12 . Sit in the park and just talk to her.
ok, this is a good one. that's quality
13 . Tell her funny jokes, tell her stupid jokes, or just tell her jokes.
ok, I think this one means to tell her jokes. or instead of just saying random jokes, use clever or stupid puns to cheeze her into your arms(that's what I do)
14 . Let her fall asleep in your arms.
so that your arm falls asleep and her neck hurts when she wakes up... that is a genius idea. also, you should be able to reach your dr. pepper at any point...
15 . If she's mad at you, kiss her.
again, don't give her space, they hate it... force yourself onto her if necessary
16 . Give her piggyback rides.
and send her the bill when you have your first back surgery
17 . Bring her flowers
like venus fly traps, and weeds.
18 . Treat her the same around your friends as you do when you're alone.
put your arm up her shirt and grab some... she wants to be treated the same. do it.
19 . Look her in the eyes and smile.
don't say anything and don't break the line of sight... hold it until she says "ok, you're starting to creep me out" that actually means "I can't believe you love me so much as to stare into my eyes and smile for 3 minutes straight."
20 . Let her take as many pictures of you as she wants.
then take pictures of her while she's sleeping and put them up on your door.
21 . Kiss her in the rain.
throw her in a mud puddle too... remember, wrestling is cute... be sure not to get dirty, only her.
22 . If you're in love with her . . . tell her.
if you're not. . . tell her. she appreciates honesty(those jeans also make her ass look big)

man, if people don't understand that I'm joking and I love being romantic... I'm a complete jackass who will never be loved.

alright, so apparently people didn't like the last few jokes enough to comment on them, so I'm going to assume that you all now have a lower perception of me because of that post.

anyways, this is going to be an interesting end of the semester, including extremes and next semester should be fun too.

oh, and apparently I'm going to focus on school... weekends will be free to focus on other things, but when it comes to school, it's first.

so I got this in a message on myspace. and i thought it was blogworthy... enjoy.


Q.) What doesn't belong in this list: Meat, Eggs, Wife, and Blowjob?
A.) Blowjob: You can beat your meat, eggs or wife, but you can't beat a
blowjob.

Q.) Why does a penis have a hole in the end?
A.) So men can be open minded.

Q.) What's the speed limit of sex?
A.) 68 because at 69 you have to turn around.

Q.) What does a Rubix cube and a penis have in common?
A.) The longer you play with them, the harder they get.

Q.) What's the difference between your paycheck and your dick?
A.) You don't have to beg your wife to blow your paycheck!

Q.) Three words to ruin a man's ego...
A.) "Is it in?"

Q.) What do you get when you cross Raggedy Ann and the
Pillsbury Dough
Boy?
A.) A red headed bitch with a yeast infection.

Q.) How can you tell when an auto mechanic just had sex?
A.) One of his fingers is clean.

Q.) What do you do with 365 used rubbers?
A.) Melt them down make a tire, and call it a Goodyear.

Q.) What does bungee jumping and hookers have in common?
A.) They both cost a hundred bucks and if the rubber breaks, you're
screwed.

ok, so last night I hurt my finger, jabbed at a ball and punched it... right now I forget what the name of this is... sprained it? I dunno, whatever... anyways, I can still move it, but it's really puffy and doesn't like pressure... so anyways, I find myself playing with it quite often... I like twisting it different ways to see which way hurts the most and pulling it to see if that does anything...

oh, new oc tonight. watch it.

ok, since I love surveys I'm going to open them up to everyone!

create your own survey and I'll fill it out...

(this means just ask me questions and I'll answer them)

I will answer all questions honestly and hopefully make a few jokes.

anything goes.

man I'm bored.

Start with 100%, and take away 1% for everything you've done/that's happened to you on this list.

Smoked.
Drank alcohol.
Cried when someone died.
Been drunk.
Had sex.
Been to a concert.
Given a handjob/gotten a handjob.
Given a blowjob/gotten a blowjob.
Been verbally sexually harassed.
Verbally sexually harassed somebody.
Felt someone up and/or been felt up.
Laughed so hard something came out of your nose.
Cheated on a boyfriend/girlfriend before.
Been cheated on by a boyfriend/girlfriend.
Been to prom.
Cried at school.
Gotten lost in a WalMart or a department store.
Went streaking.
Given a lap dance.
Had someone of the opposite sex in your room.
Had someone of the opposite sex sleep over.
Slept over at someone of the opposite sex's house.
Kissed a stranger.
Hugged a stranger.
Went scuba diving.
Driven a car.
Gotten an xray.
Hit by a car.
Had a party.
Done drugs.
Played strip poker.
Got paid to strip for someone.
Ran away from home.
Broken a bone.
Eaten sushi.
Bought porn.
Watched porn.
Made porn.
Had a crush on someone of the same sex.
Been in love.
Frenched kissed.
Laughed so hard you cried.
Cried yourself to sleep.
Laughed yourself to sleep.
Stabbed yourself.
Shot a gun.
Trash talked someone and then acted like their best friend the next day.
Watched TV for 9 consecutive hours.
Been online for 9 consecutive hours.
Watched an animal die.
Watched a person die.
Had sex and/or messed around somewhere with atleast 1 person present.
Pranked somebody.
Put somebody in the hospital.
Snuck into someone's room and/or your own room after being out.
Kissed somebody of the same sex.
Dressed punk.
Dressed goth.
Dressed preppy.
Been to a motocross race.
Avoided somebody.
Been stalked.
Stalked someone.
Met a celebrity.
Played an instrument.
Ridden a horse.
Cut yourself.
Bungee jumped.
Ding dong ditched somebody.
Been to a wild party.
Got caught stealing something.
Kicked a guy in the balls.
Stolen a boyfriend/girlfriend from a friend.
Went out with your friend's crush.
Got arrested.
Been pregnant.
Babysat.
Been to another country.
Started your house on fire.
Had an encounter with a ghost.
Donated your hair to cancer patients.
Been asked out by someone that you never though you'd to be asked out by.
Cried over a member of the opposite sex.
Had a boyfriend/girlfriend for over 3 months.
Sat on your ass all day.
Ate a whole carton of ice cream all by yourself.
Had a job.
Gotten cut from a sports team.
Been called a whore.
Danced like a whore.
Been mistaken for a celebrity.
Been in a car accident.
Been told you have beautiful eyes.
Been told you have beautiful hair.
Raped somebody.
Danced in the rain.
Been rejected.
Walked out of a restaurant without paying.
Punched someone/slapped someone in the face

ok, I got a 44. what about you?