WOOOW, there went the past two days, just like that!
ok i missed a day to make things interesting ive decide to do this post without proper punctuation syntax and any other sort of structure and just for kicks ill add a strong disregard for semantics
No, I'm kidding. The previous sentence took about two minutes having to delete the punctuation as I wrote it and un-capitalizing the letters (i realized that for some reason i keep capitalizing random words).
So, Thursday I went to class, finally. I got a random invite to someones apartment to eat steak. I couldn't resist. Now, in order to maintain balance I must invite this person over to my apartment and feed him, but I don't know what we're going to cook.
Friday came. Then it went.
OK, so I woke up and then made a split second decision to not go to class today. I slept for an hour till my friend called, he woke me up. Then my second friend called and asked if I wanted to have lunch with some people from work. I went. I got to see Christine and Adam and Tony and John. I see Tony all the time (he lives in my same apartment). He lives in what I like to call "Apartment 502 B". I see John all the time also, he lives in what I like to call "the tall apartment". I don't see Adam as often, but I much more often than Christine (I haven't seen her since the second to last home football game, the date escapes my at the moment). She offered to swipe me and John in at the dining hall. Naturally we thanked her but could not accept. HAHAH, kidding, we're setting up dinner for next week. I plan on using at least three swipes that night, as I plan to eat a lot and leave with several fruits and an ice cream cone and maybe a pizza in my pocket (but nobody will know it's there).
I went to the PIC Lab after to finish LA5, I did after about 45? minutes of tweaking. I'm thinking I'll get about 35/40 on it, I have a feeling there is a couple lines of code that the grader might find curious. I went to work about 1 and 1/2 hours early.
I went to Grace of Campus tonight. It was nice. I think I'll go back.
I saw Paul and he mentioned that he might... yeah, this whole post got pretty boring pretty quick (sorry Paul, it wasn't you).
Let's take a moment to discuss...
friends... who aren't really friends... but you would like them to be... or you just want them to leave you alone
(a topic i know all too much about, both ways)
I know it sounds mean (that's because it is, no not really, maybe this is more of just an observation)
SO, let's setup the situation. This is all very hypothetical. So there's this person, I don't know, for arguments sake, let's say it's a girl and her name is... let me see... Clementine. So, Clementine is just hanging around doing something... let's say hanging clothing, or maybe she's listening to music, well it doesn't really matter. You say hi, you sort of know her, you see her around campus, you're her friend on one of those friend-networking websites. Then suddenly, awkwardness. You realize that you don't know how to keep the conversation going and you panic and try to bring up one of two obvious dead ends; school and work.
You: So how are classes?
Clementine: They are going well.
You: Cool.
Clementine: How are yours?
You: They're good.
Clementine: That's nice.
Lucky for you it was short and you can try to save yourself from that. But you panic again and mention work.
You: SO I this is the new Tackle Twill.
Clementine: Yeah, I don't really like the color.
You: (trying to be smooth) Yeah, I completely agree.
Clementine: Yeah
Can you be any dumber?? You really lucked out by not finding yourself on the other end of a super boring conversation on what Tackle Twill really mean. Stop right there. Don't even think of asking that ques...
You: So, Clementine, what's your major?
Yeah, no, I'm going to have to stop you right there. You want to be friends with this girl not write her bio. Think of something creative. Well honestly I'm just as lost as you since I am the one writing this (also having experienced this). Keep trying, but not too hard, friendship happens pretty naturally (at least I think so).
Next, the other side of the coin. Let's say there is this guy, you sort of know him, he thinks he knows everything about you (and interestingly enough, he knows a lot more about you than you ever wanted anyone too know, maybe you should delete that profile from the friend-network website). Let's call him Shaun (Note the spelling, we don't want to upset anyone).
Shaun: Hey *insert name here*, how's it going?
You: It's going go...
Shaun: Want to go to lunch?
You: Oh, sorry I just at...
Shaun: Want to run to the gym?
You: I have this essa...
Shaun: Want to make plans for doing something really far into the future so that you can't possibly bail on me?
You: (quietly to yourself) What?
Shaun: Let's live really close to each other next year. Let's go to the gym every Monday, and have dinner on Wednesday and have lunch every Tuesday and Thursday and play video games on Friday and study together and borrow each others clothes and take all the same classes and be best friends, FOREVER (interestingly enough, he said that last words really slow with a lot of emphasis).
Then you begin to worry.
You: (by this point you're scared of him and your voice trembles) OH my, my phone is ringing and I must leave the building to answer it.
Shaun: (almost psychotic) Why are you avoiding me??
You: (the elevator door opens, there is no one inside) What? NO, I'm not, I'm just... scared of commitment.
Shaun: You're lying, I don't like it when people LIE!!
You: (suddenly those conversations with Clementine don't seem so bad) I.. I... I...
The elevator doors begins closing and you make a dash for it, your shoe flyes off, but if you make it you decide it's an acceptable loss.
You: Hahaha, That's right Shaun, in your face.
Shaun: This isn't over, I know where you li..(the door closes just as he reaches it).
You: Oh yeah, I forgot.
Sound familiar?? Yeah I know, it happened to me last week also.
Funny thing, when you reach the first floor Clementine is standing there and inquires about your shoe.
Clementine: Why are you only wearing one shoe?
You: It's a long story, why don't I swipe you into the the dining hall and well discuss this over some hot chocolate?
Clementine: OK
You: (half under you breath) Thank you Shaun.
Clementine: Excuse me?
You: Nothing, just a tickle in my throat.
OK, thanks for joining me, come back real soon, BYE!!!
No, I'm kidding. The previous sentence took about two minutes having to delete the punctuation as I wrote it and un-capitalizing the letters (i realized that for some reason i keep capitalizing random words).
So, Thursday I went to class, finally. I got a random invite to someones apartment to eat steak. I couldn't resist. Now, in order to maintain balance I must invite this person over to my apartment and feed him, but I don't know what we're going to cook.
Friday came. Then it went.
OK, so I woke up and then made a split second decision to not go to class today. I slept for an hour till my friend called, he woke me up. Then my second friend called and asked if I wanted to have lunch with some people from work. I went. I got to see Christine and Adam and Tony and John. I see Tony all the time (he lives in my same apartment). He lives in what I like to call "Apartment 502 B". I see John all the time also, he lives in what I like to call "the tall apartment". I don't see Adam as often, but I much more often than Christine (I haven't seen her since the second to last home football game, the date escapes my at the moment). She offered to swipe me and John in at the dining hall. Naturally we thanked her but could not accept. HAHAH, kidding, we're setting up dinner for next week. I plan on using at least three swipes that night, as I plan to eat a lot and leave with several fruits and an ice cream cone and maybe a pizza in my pocket (but nobody will know it's there).
I went to the PIC Lab after to finish LA5, I did after about 45? minutes of tweaking. I'm thinking I'll get about 35/40 on it, I have a feeling there is a couple lines of code that the grader might find curious. I went to work about 1 and 1/2 hours early.
I went to Grace of Campus tonight. It was nice. I think I'll go back.
I saw Paul and he mentioned that he might... yeah, this whole post got pretty boring pretty quick (sorry Paul, it wasn't you).
Let's take a moment to discuss...
friends... who aren't really friends... but you would like them to be... or you just want them to leave you alone
(a topic i know all too much about, both ways)
I know it sounds mean (that's because it is, no not really, maybe this is more of just an observation)
SO, let's setup the situation. This is all very hypothetical. So there's this person, I don't know, for arguments sake, let's say it's a girl and her name is... let me see... Clementine. So, Clementine is just hanging around doing something... let's say hanging clothing, or maybe she's listening to music, well it doesn't really matter. You say hi, you sort of know her, you see her around campus, you're her friend on one of those friend-networking websites. Then suddenly, awkwardness. You realize that you don't know how to keep the conversation going and you panic and try to bring up one of two obvious dead ends; school and work.
You: So how are classes?
Clementine: They are going well.
You: Cool.
Clementine: How are yours?
You: They're good.
Clementine: That's nice.
Lucky for you it was short and you can try to save yourself from that. But you panic again and mention work.
You: SO I this is the new Tackle Twill.
Clementine: Yeah, I don't really like the color.
You: (trying to be smooth) Yeah, I completely agree.
Clementine: Yeah
Can you be any dumber?? You really lucked out by not finding yourself on the other end of a super boring conversation on what Tackle Twill really mean. Stop right there. Don't even think of asking that ques...
You: So, Clementine, what's your major?
Yeah, no, I'm going to have to stop you right there. You want to be friends with this girl not write her bio. Think of something creative. Well honestly I'm just as lost as you since I am the one writing this (also having experienced this). Keep trying, but not too hard, friendship happens pretty naturally (at least I think so).
Next, the other side of the coin. Let's say there is this guy, you sort of know him, he thinks he knows everything about you (and interestingly enough, he knows a lot more about you than you ever wanted anyone too know, maybe you should delete that profile from the friend-network website). Let's call him Shaun (Note the spelling, we don't want to upset anyone).
Shaun: Hey *insert name here*, how's it going?
You: It's going go...
Shaun: Want to go to lunch?
You: Oh, sorry I just at...
Shaun: Want to run to the gym?
You: I have this essa...
Shaun: Want to make plans for doing something really far into the future so that you can't possibly bail on me?
You: (quietly to yourself) What?
Shaun: Let's live really close to each other next year. Let's go to the gym every Monday, and have dinner on Wednesday and have lunch every Tuesday and Thursday and play video games on Friday and study together and borrow each others clothes and take all the same classes and be best friends, FOREVER (interestingly enough, he said that last words really slow with a lot of emphasis).
Then you begin to worry.
You: (by this point you're scared of him and your voice trembles) OH my, my phone is ringing and I must leave the building to answer it.
Shaun: (almost psychotic) Why are you avoiding me??
You: (the elevator door opens, there is no one inside) What? NO, I'm not, I'm just... scared of commitment.
Shaun: You're lying, I don't like it when people LIE!!
You: (suddenly those conversations with Clementine don't seem so bad) I.. I... I...
The elevator doors begins closing and you make a dash for it, your shoe flyes off, but if you make it you decide it's an acceptable loss.
You: Hahaha, That's right Shaun, in your face.
Shaun: This isn't over, I know where you li..(the door closes just as he reaches it).
You: Oh yeah, I forgot.
Sound familiar?? Yeah I know, it happened to me last week also.
Funny thing, when you reach the first floor Clementine is standing there and inquires about your shoe.
Clementine: Why are you only wearing one shoe?
You: It's a long story, why don't I swipe you into the the dining hall and well discuss this over some hot chocolate?
Clementine: OK
You: (half under you breath) Thank you Shaun.
Clementine: Excuse me?
You: Nothing, just a tickle in my throat.
OK, thanks for joining me, come back real soon, BYE!!!