times, they are a changin'
here's what's been going on with my life so far. some good, some not so good, and some just really fucking depressing.
last week, i got a b+ on a paper. that was pretty fucking depressing. thinking back a decade ago, i would be okay with a b+ paper. now, no so much. i don't know if i should be proud of this progress or if i should be worried about how anal i've become.
speaking of being anal. i've noticed within the last like... four or five years, i've become really fucking anal. things that wouldn't have bothered me back in college or even several years after college are starting to get on my nerves now. is this a sign of aging? i don't really like it.
so getting back to my disappointing paper, i was in a terrible mood last week. so i started playing xbox and watching a lot of tv. i didn't read anything (and thankfully, i didn't have that much reading assigned for this week) and i basically vegged.
currently, i'm watching sports night, which is a really, really great show. i have it on dvd and i've probably seen it three or four times since i first bought it. i think the attraction i have with the show is that it depicts this great place to work. not just the fact that they work at a sportscenter type show, but just the fact that everyone on that show are so close to each other and actually cares about each other. i only hope that wherever i'm going to be employed with that that great office atmosphere.
luckily, monday, i got back a paper/presentation grade for my other class and i got a perfect grade on it. that certainly brightened up my day. several weeks ago, i met with my advisor and asked him how i would know if i'm a good writer or not since it's hard to gauge your work between different professors. good question he replied, but didn't really give me a great answer in return. so now i'm stuck with second-guessing my writing which, if you've been reading this blog, is pretty horrific.
on a happier note, i finally picked up my guitar again after a long haitus. i'm not very good with it, but i definitely still remember some of the chords and i'm trying to perfect my version of "there's a light that never goes out" by the smiths. my fingers fucking hurts now, though.
i'm going to vegas this weekend for my bachelor's party. oh, if you haven't heard, deidra and i are getting married in may. exciting i know. but also very frustrating and i'm completely annoyed with the process. i'm the kind of person who has no problem with just signing some papers and let that be that. sure, i wouldn't mind the whole wedding bit, but it's a lot of fucking work. stupid details and people to have to deal with.
like for example, we're having the ceremony in santa barbara. not a problem. in a church, which i think caters to homosexuals. not a problem either. but the assistant to the minister is a royal pain in the ass. "no, you can't leave your chairs here until the next morning." "no, it's not $600, IT'S $700!" (so she can get the $125 cut for doing absolutely nothing... except for putting us in the computer). oh, and this one is the creme de le creme, "can you postpone the ceremony cuz i'm off during memorial day weekend, and i really want to work your wedding."
what kinda bullshit is that? can you postpone your wedding for me, someone who's not even anyone to us. it's fucking retarded. anyway, don't get me started on the reception and the owner of the restaurant we're going to have it at. sometimes i think deidra is okaying anything so she can just have it done instead of looking around. of course, we're both pretty busy... strike that, she's busy with school and i'm just fucking lazy to deal with this shit. so anyway, things are going okay. we have the bells, we have the globlets, we have the broom and we have the ring pillow. now if only we can just solve this problem with the chairs.
so as i was saying before, vegas this weekend. i haven't been to vegas in years. i used to go there several times a year with christina and my friends. i'm not much for gambling, so vegas was really for the relaxation and the food. but this weekend will be filled with drinking and a shitload of tomfoolery. there are going to be people there that i do not know, but then i do not care. a lot of my friends will be there, and i'm glad i'll have several days to spend with them. i'm especially happy that rob's going to be there since he's not a big vegas fan and he's only coming since it's my bachelor's party. (that's not to say that i don't appreciate everyone else coming).
last week, i was really excited about vegas. i think i'm a little bit sick of school and the b+ paper was just another example of why things weren't going as wonderfully as i hoped it would be. this week, i'm calmed down a little bit and even though i'm looking forward to being there with my friends, i'm a tad worried about the drinking and tomfoolering (hahaha!!) that's going to occur there. feels a lot like work and i don't need that feeling. grace (a friend of jane's, who's cecil's roommate back in optometry school), a girl who's in some sort of relationship with carlin, is saying that she'll match me drink for drink.
okay, let's open this up for a little discussion here. grace is about 120lb. (if that) and i'm a healthy 210lb (give or take 5lbs... mostly give). when i subjected her with that tidbit of info, her reply was, "yeah, but i'm korean." so here's the question/problem. am i going to be outdrunk by a 120lb., korean optometrist from hancock park? now do you see why this would be considered WORK?
i'm in a bit of a foul mood tonight. it's not worth talking about, but i just wanted people to know.
the best of intentions... i can't get any work done at home. i just can't. i wake up, turn the tv on, and i'm stuck on the couch for about 5 or 6 hours. i need to get my ass out of the house and read at a starbucks cuz this studying from home isn't working.
okay, so that's it. i'm sure there's a lot more stuff, but i getting sleepy, which means i'm going outside to watch more sports night. *sigh*
last week, i got a b+ on a paper. that was pretty fucking depressing. thinking back a decade ago, i would be okay with a b+ paper. now, no so much. i don't know if i should be proud of this progress or if i should be worried about how anal i've become.
speaking of being anal. i've noticed within the last like... four or five years, i've become really fucking anal. things that wouldn't have bothered me back in college or even several years after college are starting to get on my nerves now. is this a sign of aging? i don't really like it.
so getting back to my disappointing paper, i was in a terrible mood last week. so i started playing xbox and watching a lot of tv. i didn't read anything (and thankfully, i didn't have that much reading assigned for this week) and i basically vegged.
currently, i'm watching sports night, which is a really, really great show. i have it on dvd and i've probably seen it three or four times since i first bought it. i think the attraction i have with the show is that it depicts this great place to work. not just the fact that they work at a sportscenter type show, but just the fact that everyone on that show are so close to each other and actually cares about each other. i only hope that wherever i'm going to be employed with that that great office atmosphere.
luckily, monday, i got back a paper/presentation grade for my other class and i got a perfect grade on it. that certainly brightened up my day. several weeks ago, i met with my advisor and asked him how i would know if i'm a good writer or not since it's hard to gauge your work between different professors. good question he replied, but didn't really give me a great answer in return. so now i'm stuck with second-guessing my writing which, if you've been reading this blog, is pretty horrific.
on a happier note, i finally picked up my guitar again after a long haitus. i'm not very good with it, but i definitely still remember some of the chords and i'm trying to perfect my version of "there's a light that never goes out" by the smiths. my fingers fucking hurts now, though.
i'm going to vegas this weekend for my bachelor's party. oh, if you haven't heard, deidra and i are getting married in may. exciting i know. but also very frustrating and i'm completely annoyed with the process. i'm the kind of person who has no problem with just signing some papers and let that be that. sure, i wouldn't mind the whole wedding bit, but it's a lot of fucking work. stupid details and people to have to deal with.
like for example, we're having the ceremony in santa barbara. not a problem. in a church, which i think caters to homosexuals. not a problem either. but the assistant to the minister is a royal pain in the ass. "no, you can't leave your chairs here until the next morning." "no, it's not $600, IT'S $700!" (so she can get the $125 cut for doing absolutely nothing... except for putting us in the computer). oh, and this one is the creme de le creme, "can you postpone the ceremony cuz i'm off during memorial day weekend, and i really want to work your wedding."
what kinda bullshit is that? can you postpone your wedding for me, someone who's not even anyone to us. it's fucking retarded. anyway, don't get me started on the reception and the owner of the restaurant we're going to have it at. sometimes i think deidra is okaying anything so she can just have it done instead of looking around. of course, we're both pretty busy... strike that, she's busy with school and i'm just fucking lazy to deal with this shit. so anyway, things are going okay. we have the bells, we have the globlets, we have the broom and we have the ring pillow. now if only we can just solve this problem with the chairs.
so as i was saying before, vegas this weekend. i haven't been to vegas in years. i used to go there several times a year with christina and my friends. i'm not much for gambling, so vegas was really for the relaxation and the food. but this weekend will be filled with drinking and a shitload of tomfoolery. there are going to be people there that i do not know, but then i do not care. a lot of my friends will be there, and i'm glad i'll have several days to spend with them. i'm especially happy that rob's going to be there since he's not a big vegas fan and he's only coming since it's my bachelor's party. (that's not to say that i don't appreciate everyone else coming).
last week, i was really excited about vegas. i think i'm a little bit sick of school and the b+ paper was just another example of why things weren't going as wonderfully as i hoped it would be. this week, i'm calmed down a little bit and even though i'm looking forward to being there with my friends, i'm a tad worried about the drinking and tomfoolering (hahaha!!) that's going to occur there. feels a lot like work and i don't need that feeling. grace (a friend of jane's, who's cecil's roommate back in optometry school), a girl who's in some sort of relationship with carlin, is saying that she'll match me drink for drink.
okay, let's open this up for a little discussion here. grace is about 120lb. (if that) and i'm a healthy 210lb (give or take 5lbs... mostly give). when i subjected her with that tidbit of info, her reply was, "yeah, but i'm korean." so here's the question/problem. am i going to be outdrunk by a 120lb., korean optometrist from hancock park? now do you see why this would be considered WORK?
i'm in a bit of a foul mood tonight. it's not worth talking about, but i just wanted people to know.
the best of intentions... i can't get any work done at home. i just can't. i wake up, turn the tv on, and i'm stuck on the couch for about 5 or 6 hours. i need to get my ass out of the house and read at a starbucks cuz this studying from home isn't working.
okay, so that's it. i'm sure there's a lot more stuff, but i getting sleepy, which means i'm going outside to watch more sports night. *sigh*
