Each and Every Day

"Shit happens." Just before he passed away Ian's dad asked Ian if he wanted all of his worldly knowledge; it only took a second for these two words to come out of this man's mouth but it has taken a lifetime to figure out what they mean. I have never met the guy and have only seen one picture of him. This one picture was taken at his weakest moment and yet I knew that he will forever be the strongest man I will ever know of or have any connection to. I have more respect for Ian and his dad now than ever and hope that Ian takes care of himself as his dad took care of his friends and family above taking care of himself while knowing he was the one on his death bed. Whether he was consolling his sister when explaining that he was going to be alright or holding his son's hand in the hospital, this man has more guts to face death right in the eye and laugh than I can only hope to dream of. It is the look in Ian's eyes a few nights ago that he had when talking about his dad and how proud he was to be his son that has kept me wondering what I hope to learn and take from this time here on Earth.

Books, Window Blinds, and Home

I am discovering that as each day goes by that I do not write on my blog, I lose one follower. It is like a cult, you don't have a fun activity like burning crosses or peacefully joining together in the Ohm chant for five hours, you lose a cult member. I apologize for not writing in a while but as many of you know, or at least remember, finals are fast approaching and I am trying my hardest to stay focused in my brand new room with my brand new amazing roommate!

I am unsure if I have really spoken about the new living conditions. To be quite frank, they are so nice I tend to forget that I am living in the dorms at all! Tiffany is my new roommate, she is also a Freshman as she keeps on truckin' through the Pre-Pre Nursing School edjamucation requirements. On our first morning I woke up at 10:30AM to a bagel and cream cheese waiting for me; how delightful, eh?! Don't YOU wish you had Tiff as a roommate?! Now, don't worry, I did bring her breakfast in bed the next morning as a "thank you, thank you, thank you," for getting me out of that hell hole we like to call Mac. Our new room is only on the second floor, we have air conditioning, heat, a room twice the size of the last ones we were living in, and there are no pee stains on the carpet in the hallway (this of course is the best part)!

Anyway, I somehow forgot I was in college while moving into our incredibly nice dorms and have found myself with two projects and a ton of math all due on the Monday and Tuesday we get back from Thanksgiving Break. I can crank out projects and essays like there is no tomorrow but I have to have the book first that the project for Theatre 141 is about. I bought my book off Amazon.com/used a few days ago but unfortunately it hasn't come yet, I ended up borrowing a friend's copy-- I figured me showing up to class on Monday to look Carl right in the face and say, "I just didn't feel like going to the library over break, so I'll turn my project in later, is that OK," wouldn't go over so well. My other project is about leaving my legacy at Bowling Green State University. We are supposed to build something to make BGSU a better place to be; I think they just want our ideas because enrollment has been low recently. My project has a simple theme, "work hard, play harder." I am building a Ferris wheel that doubles as a clock, and is made out of a deck of cards. I figure they could put it in the middle of University Lawn and allow students to release some of their stress by taking a Ferris wheel ride.

When I sat down to type this I didn't think I had a lot to say-- but who am I kidding?!

For Thanksgiving Break they make us do all sorts of things to our room before "check-out." Tiff and I had to unplug everything from the wall except the refrigerator and our imaginary fish tank, take out our trash and recycling, vacuum, lock the windows, and open the blinds. Tiff left a few hours before me so I jumped onto Hulu.com and caught up with House. After getting myself up to date I took a shower. I forgot the blinds were wide open and completely flashed all of campus, only for a split second, but you know how it is when you are only on the second floor and your light is on while it is dark outside...even just a slip second would be a sight for sore eyes!

I guess on my final notes I made $40 bucks writing an essay for a friend in my math class. He had it all written but every other sentence wasn't actually a complete sentence and nothing was thought out so...I chucked it and rewrote it.

I joined USITT which is a Theatre Tech program where we meet in Cincinnati once a year for networking with other tech designers/sellers/buyers/students. It is a great way to meet people who I could potentially be looking for a job with in the next couple of years. The conference costs $200 for students which is a pretty good deal considering the experience but students are given the chance to volunteer for 15hrs instead of paying the fee. I just got my email yesterday that said I was accepted as a volunteer and I got my card this morning that says I am an official member of USITT! Exciting things are happening and I am sure, Turkey day will just bring a little more happiness and craziness.

"Meh"

So, I have a friend who says "meh" and then shuffles to the left (or right) when you ask him a question that he doesn't know the answer to. There will be more later on the big move today and why I am blogging at 3:33AM and not sleeping but everything is fantastic, this is way more exciting.

English Nerds Declare New Words
NewsNov 18th 2008
By Emerald Catron

Words that most people knew were words all along are now officially words! The editors of the Oxford English Dictionary (hot off the heels of announcing the most annoying phrases in the English language) and the Collins English Dictionary have added a host of "new" terms to their tomes, which are generally regarded as the authorities for modern English. A few gems include "crunk" (ha), "zombie"(duh), "Yogalates" (ugh) and the deceptively exciting-sounding "blowback."

But perhaps none is more exciting than "meh," that guttural grunting sound you've been making instead of saying, "I don't care." Although its origins are unclear, researchers believe "meh" owes its current degree of usage to an oft-quoted episode of "The Simpsons," which makes it even more awesomely geeky.

True, some people feel that the addition of such terms degrades the English language, but they can kiss our collective bahookie. That's right -- "bahookie" is another add. Oxford claims it's Scottish slang for "a person's buttocks," but we suspect it's some kind of elaborate joke played by exceptionally bored lexicographers. Stop trying to make "bahookie" happen, guys.

(Psst, dictionary dudes -- if you need to know how to perfectly illustrate "bahookie," you might enjoy Asylum's journalistic investigation of the world's most beautiful butt contest. Link is NSFW, obviously.)

Price is Right

WOW.

I love you, mom.

...but this is hillarious. The youtube clip title is "Gay weather man"


I know more men who are terrified of spiders, this is soooo funny. Keep an open mind. Hahahahahahhahaha!!!!

Epic

This video just makes Curling look like a beastly sport...whatever that means...I think it might be the backround music...

The day I plan on forgetting.

My day started out like any other...coffee.
I rolled out of my bunk bed, nearly kicking the fan out of the window, breaking the microwave, and stumbling around the cords blocking my way to a safe landing, and-- ah-- on the ground, alive. The new room layout sucks but, I am letting it go; hopefully I wont live here for very much longer. Anyway, I threw on another pair of pajama pants and searched for my cell phone. Ian's dad has been battling cancer for a few years now and just when they thought he has a chance at a few more months, he took a turn for the worse. I have been talking to him every day for the last couple of weeks just to make sure he is OK. I told Ian to call or text either way to let me know if/when he passes, day or night. I have really bad timing for leaving my cell phone at Shawn's.

I woke up at 9, I had three papers due, one in each of my classes and since my three classes are one right after another, I wouldn't have time to finish my Biology paper and print etc...After rushing through my Biology essay with an attached works cited page, I ran down with my three papers + works cited page saved on my trusty flash drive to the McDonald West computer lounge. The printer was out of ink. I went to the front desk where the printer was just "broken." Third and final shot with 20 min to go before class, the printer in the East lounge was out of paper...and my bad day begins.

I ended up walking into the first dorm room that I saw a printer and asked them if I could print a few things. I ran to class...about 10 minutes late and I am greeted at the door, "you know Carl just gave the class an extension on the paper?"

My 2nd class of the day was MEDT 205: HIV/AIDS. The only points given in class are for these short essays we write summarizing what we learned in the class before. They don't take long to write and are easy points. I really enjoy the class and don't mind the "busy work." I turned in my essay no problem...until I got back to my room to check my e-mail. I turned in last weeks essay again...

In between my MEDT 205 class and Bio 205, I had a little bit of time to run up to my dorm and shower. I completely lost track of time and slammed my laptop shut; somehow in the jumble of things I caught my pointer finger and tore it to ribbons. I grabbed what I thought were my keys and ran to the bathroom. I held my finger with a ton of pressure in the sink for 10 minutes...there was no sign of clotting... I was shoeless and keyless while spewing blood from my finger, not to mention already 5 minutes late for class. I ran down to the front desk and got a lock out key, grabbed shoes, my paper and bolted out the door with a tissue holding my finger tip on. I didn't realize how light-headed I was until I ran down four flights of stairs, across the street, and up another three flights. My professor 1/2 through class made another student drive me to the health clinic. I spent the rest of the afternoon in the doctors office getting the tip of my finger reattached.

After class I headed back to Shawn's dorm where I found my cell phone that had nearly exploded with messages and missed calls. I got the news Ian's dad had died and lost it.

This past week I missed Algebra due to the plague and my other finger(See Smurf Fingers). I had a lot of math homework to do so I went back to my dorm only to find my roommate listening to music, talking on the phone, talking to three other people who were standing in my room, and supposedly watching television. I don't need silence when I study but just the slightest bit of respect would be nice. I figured she wasn't watching TV because her back was to it so I turned it off; not 4 seconds later she flipped it back on and continued talking on the phone. We did this three times and after she "shuushed" me while I was crying on the phone with Ian, I broke. I slammed my stuff into my backpack and hit the road. I studied in the lounge and didn't come back till after my first class today. I cannot believe one person can be such a bitch...here is where you have to understand that I have heard her call me trailer trash and telling other people that I steel her mail. Understand, that I have HONESTLY never called her a bitch before to anyone, I keep my mouth shut, I don't talk to her, I don't touch her mail, I am never around...I have no problem with anyone until you cross the line first.

I am on the list with a friend of mine who is also having problems with her roommate to get a new room.

Three energy drinks later, a bag of peanut butter m&ms and ice cream, at four AM, I finished my math homework. I started today at 6:30AM with a meeting with my math teacher to play catch up.

Today has been better.

Words.

A note to all.
Learn to co-exist before you move into a dormitory.

Palin vs. Bush

Palin Blames Bush for Election Loss
AOL
Election News, "(Nov. 10) - Why did the Republicans lose the presidential election? Sarah Palin, the party's vice presidential candidate, lays the blame at the feet of the Bush administration.
In an interview with the Anchorage Daily News and KTUU Channel 2, Palin says, " I think the Republican ticket represented too much of the status quo, too much of what had gone on in these last eight years ... So people desiring change I think went as far from the administration that is presently seated as they could. It's amazing that we did as well as we did."
During the interview, which was conducted in her home in Wasilla, she described the "amazing" experience of running for vice president and took issue with "misinformation" that surfaced about her during the campaign. The Daily News also provides some video excerpts here.
The Alaska newspaper isn't the only media outlet studying the post-election Palin. The New York Times assesses how Palin's public profile -- and Alaska's -- changed in the months she was on the campaign trail. Her image at home has taken a beating, and many Alaskans are unsure of what to expect from her now that the election is over, the Times says."

Why wont Palin just admit that the reason she lost was because we just wanted to take this whole "equality for all people" thing slowly, start black, go female?

To all four people...

To all four people who actually read this blog: thank you.
To all 10 friends that I have who don't read this blog: you royally suck.

This was never meant to be a "Dear diary...today I caught Shawn's eyes as he glanced at me during dinner tonight." This blog began when I moved out of my parents house, the experience of living on my own...with my best friend was interesting to say the least. There have been stories of cockroaches, stories or drunken teenagers, stories of doing laundry near the creepy room in our basement that looks like it was taken right out of Silence of the Lambs and videos of everything from T-Boone Pickens to the Smurfs. Everything on this blog is true or as close to the truth as possible to defend the innocent.

Thank you for reading, all four of you, I look forward to earning $30 for the royalties on my book.

Smurf's Call Dr. Smurf

Smurf Fingers

In the pictures I took, the flash washes out all the color but it was pretty blue...and still is. The one thing you can really see is the swelling on the middle finger and some of the bruising.

Afternoons

Sham-what? ShamWOW!

The girls in my biology class are really excited about this thing. "If the Shamwow commercial comes on in my room, everyone goes silent." -Storm

Congratulations Obama

I just saw this video a few days ago and haven't had time to post it. Check out the one white kid in the corner...
On the other hand, for those of us who voted for Obama, please be considerate of those who voted for McCain. We need to understand that Obama will do what he can to better society but these changes will take time and support from all Americans.

Curling Rocks...I mean...STONES.

So, I joined the Bowling Green Curling Team today...and spent the afternoon in the hospital. I love curling.
Carl, my Theatre 141 teacher and my new Curling HERO, taught me the basics today. I was doing really well falling on my butt or hip instead of my face until about 20 minutes before the end of my lesson. Somehow I landed flat on my back with my broom under me and my middle finger under my broom. Well, I got back up and looked at my finger, the shock didn't hit me until I grabbed the handle of the 6th blue stone and all of my fingers bent except for my middle one. I asked myself why i was flipping myself the bird and watched as my finger slowly turned the color of Obama's neck tie. I looked up at Carl who was white with fear that I had hit my head and wouldn't be able to contribute in the Miss. Julie conversation tomorrow and said "Uhm...I think I just broke my finger." His only response was "Can you bend it?" I moved every finger except for the blue one and he said "Good, its not broken, just bruised." I kept playing because-- I'm a beast.
Anyway, the voting booths closed at 7:30pm tonight and I couldn't risk not voting just because of a broken finger; I went to the Union and waited in line for 2 hours in desperate need of pain killers and a bathroom because again-- I'm a beast. I sent Shawn across campus on my bike to get 600mg of Ibuprofen which I took without water because-- what? I'm a beast.

You know what I've decided. Now, keep an open mind...I think I should become President. This would solve a lot of problems. I would run the country like Nature's Way Montessori School ran their lunch period. Food items with more than 14g of sugar would be banned, you would have to clean up after yourself, and we would listen to classical music all the time. After lunch everyone has to go outside for at least 30 minutes where we would build forts out of tree limbs and to go back inside, each person has to bring in a piece of trash. Oh-- and then after recess, we would have to meditate or take a nap and then we would go outside and dance around the Peace Pole in our stocking feet. I believe all children should be allowed to watch Power Rangers as long as they watch Captain America first.

Phillip Fulmer

Hide your porch furniture and put your cars in the garage.
Phillip Fulmer is to announce his retirement from coaching the University of Tennessee Volunteer Football team after a 17 year run.

I am unsure how I am supposed to feel; Phillip Fulmer Blvd. will need to get a new name. I will have to come up with a new plan for my Christmas break since I was planning on drinking, smoking dope, and running over small children with my car along side the football team. I was banking on the fact that Coach Fulm could get me another get out of jail free card. Oh darn

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