Boom.

Music: Ratatat - LP3

Online rent is due November 17th and I haven’t yet decided what I plan on doing. I understand the advantages of keeping SR up and running, but I might be over the whole perblog trend. I am contemplating a more informative/review approach, but (1) I don’t know how successful it would be and (2) I don’t think SR would be a good domain name for the type of blog I want to run and (3) I am really tired of default WordPress theme, but I still don’t have the skills I want/need to make anything of my own. So, in other words kind of stuck in a rut. But then again, it might be fun to document my learning journey whenever I decide to start it. So maybe I will keep SR around and just add a side project later if I figure out what the hell I’m doing. More on that later if necessary.

“Mirando” is such a good song. When it plays I get really into it.

I have to remember to sign up for classes November 26th at 4:00 PM. I already have my schedule figured out. Seventeen credits. I might skip the Core Humanities again and instead opt for a creative writing class. I have an intense desire to improve my writing skills. Not that I try to exercise my skills here, instead I opt for my usual, unpolished vernacular. I am a born writer. I don’t necessarily mean I am gifted in that particular department. I simply mean I grew up writing. At a very early age I began buying new, spiral-bound notebooks and starting “novels.” And as soon as I’d started one, I would give up and tear it out furiously. I wish I hadn’t destroyed all of them. They would be interesting to read now that I am older.

“Shempi” is also a favorite song of mine on this particular Ratatat album. This may because of the Asian-sounding bits.

Music: Sufjan Stevens- Come On Feel the Illinoise!

And now on to Life Update:

Gregor has a flat tire. Last night was the perfect picture of frustration. The rain was pouring down and even though I had a jacket on I was soaked. I sat on my moped trying to get my throttle to turn. It usually decides to stick when it gets wet or cold. He’s temperamental, what can I say? After five minutes of sitting in the cold rain trying to get the damn thing to work he finally decides to give in–with a catch of course. I get about a block and a half away from Ana’s house when I decide to stop and check if both tires are okay because he’s riding funny. Well, more like he was riding fun because I was getting some pretty bad-ass drifting in. But at this point, I realize the back tire is finally flat (it’s been balding for months.) So I walk him the block and a half back to Ana’s which is where he is staying for the time being. And now I am officially immobile.

My only other news is that I finally have my huge flat-screen in my small bedroom. It looks so very out of proportion with everything in the room, but until I have the house to myself that is where it will remain. Next, I have to set up all of my game systems.

Oh, and I’m not sure if I told you, but my store is closing this Friday. I’m not too happy about this. I will be transferring to another store in town closer to my house, but I don’t expect to be very happy there or stay very long. It will be nice to be forced into walking to and from work every day. It’s no secret that I need the exercise.

I have been making small wishes every night before I go to bed. They are similar to small, one-line prayers, but without the intention of being heard by one particular God. Last night’s: “Have a good, interesting tomorrow. Please. Please.” And today was a much better day than the past few. Most of them have been coming true. Just think that’s interesting.

Weight gain/loss: -9.4 lbs

So how do all you normal people deal with utter disappointment? Ideas, go!

I really need to read up on how to do a lot of the web stuff I am still in the dark about. I need to figure out how to be internet independent instead of relying on others to do my dirty work. Simple HTML and some CSS when not applied to a practical application leaves me with a pile of lincoln logs and no blueprints on how to build my own cabin.

Also, boo to not having any computer friends; now all I’m left with are drinking buddies and/or a handful of regular, non-computer friends.

But at least I am set on the right path. Computer Science is a go, from now until the end of time. Advisement tomorrow morning at nine.

I have a feeling this particular post is not going to flow very well.

I start school on the twenty-fifth of this month. That has me pretty excited. This semester, I am focusing more on Animal Science and Veterinary Medicine. I mean, I love Computer Science but I’ve never really had my heart 100% set on it; I’ve always left my options open. So I’m trying a new route.

I guess it’s somewhat of a tradition for me to post my school schedule in whatever blog I am currently writing in–this will probably change if I notice anyone stalking me. Ha. Someone stalking me. Right. Oh, now you’re going to do it just to prove me wrong, aren’t you? Bastard.

Fine, I’m only going to post which classes I’m taking and not the time slots, just because of you.

ANSC 100 - Elements of Livestock Production
Meh. I have nothing really interesting to say about this course. Oh! There is the fact that we have a medical textbook trying to explain how diseases look and the colors of different horse breeds and it’s in fucking black and white. It’s like it was photocopied or something, with small white streaks and horrible grain throughout all of the pictures. You’d expect this from a textbook from The Eighties, but, no, copyright 2001.

CHEM 121 - General Chemistry I
This class scares the shit out of me. I hated it in high school and I have no hope that I will have magically changed my thoughts on elements and complex molecules in the span of five years.

JPN 111 - First Year Japanese I
So excited for this class! G might be taking it with me which would make the experience just that much better. Don’t ask me what I plan on doing with my soon-to-be newfound knowledge of the Japanese language, I haven’t the faintest idea.

MATH 181 - Calculus I
You read that correctly. Shannon attempts it again–only this time I’m not going to puss out halfway through. This class is definitely second when it comes to scare factor.

VM 100 - Veterinary Medicine
An introductory course. One credit. One hour per week. Cake. A lot of guest speakers, a whole lot less actual school work.

Sixteen credits.

Oh, hey! Did you know that I am also finally considered a Sophomore? It’s been three long years and I have just now passed that thirty credit mark. Thirty-three to be exact.

And, during summer school: two A minuses. That’s right, a 3.7 GPA.

I am excited for school and I will be happy that I will be busy all the time, but I will be busy all the time. If it’s not school it’ll be work, and if it’s not work it will be homework. It’s going to be this never-ending cycle of Hell that I hope I can actually conquer this time around.

Man, I love bragging about school when I actually have something to brag about. That’s probably because that’s all I really have in my life that I can brag about. And my fucking awesome baby. Ruv her.