Discover Your Inner Chairhood
let me start off by saying there was an earwig crawling on this chair i'm sitting on in my basement, and i flicked it off and crushed it in a piece of paper that my mom was using for notes. haha, i hope she didn't need it.
So today was all about Brand New. when i got out of the shower this morning i put on a Brand New shirt. then i felt like listening to them on the way to school so i took deja entendu with me in the car. as i was driving down mulford, i saw a flock of small birds fly across the gray-blue sky and it looked exactly like it did on the cd of deja entendu. it was weird.
i did something really dumb today. i was going over my speech this morning. well, when i took the stuff out of my backpack to practice it, i forgot to put it back in, so when i got to school and was taking my shit out of my backpack to go to class i realized i didn't have my speech folder. so what do i do? i call my mom. why the hell did i bother to call her. she never helps me.
i went to philosophy we learned that a chair can not be described--that it is almost impossible to capture something's essence in words. chair being the example. we were asked to explain what gave chair it's chairhood or chairness. those being the essence of chair. i thought i had it figured out in my head, but it was too difficult to put into words or on to paper.
speeches were today in speech class. i'm doing mine thursday hopefully. i got docked a letter grade by moving to thursday instead of today. oh well, i didn't have any of my shitty shit with me anyways.
lots of drama at the bookstore today. some bitch-ass mother fuckin bitch, who was a grown woman, had her mother call in and bitch about how she couldn't refund a book because she got the wrong one. when the daughter was in she threatened to call public safety on one of the managers. she eventually got a refund i think, but what a fuckin' douche nozzle. if someone pulled fuckin shit like that on me and threatened me, i'd flip out provided i wasn't at work. anyways, so her mom called and asked to speak with a manager about how the person that her daughter threatened laughed at her daughter and insulted her daughter and the teacher of the class, which is total bull shit because the person that supposedly did that has worked there a million years and knows what to say and what not to say.
people can be so damn...i don't even know what the word i'm looking for...i guess i'd say a combination trashy/bitchy/stupid. maybe ignorant works well, but it doesn't express my disgust for people like them near as well. anyways, a million people come into the store asking for refunds because one of OUR employees gave them the wrong book. HELL-FUCKING-O bitch, you've been in class a week and the refund policy says a week after class starts. it's not our problem after that week it's YOURS. it says that on the back of the reciept. a million people made their returns by the end of that week, why couldn't you? i'll tell you, because you're the fucking laziest scum of the earth you sloth bastards. why can't people be more like me and chill the hell out. i realize that it's my fault that i didn't have the speech material and i'm willing to accept the consequences. these people that come into the bookstore have to acknowledge that they didn't read the refund policy because they're ignorant fucks and try to make it our fault.
I'm listening to Sleeping At Last right now. they sound like a cross between Muse and Cold Play. just thought you should all know that before i forget. i'm not a cold play fan, but i love Muse, and sleeping at last is alright for some relaxing music.
what else was i going to mention...
i tried to run as a freshmen representative for student commission, but i went to the wrong meeting, so now i'm not included on the ballot. fear not, there is still a chance of my being elected. when choosing a freshmen representative (there's only one on the ballot), look for the "other" with the blank line next to it and write in my name. if i get enough, i may still get on student commission. "vote for me and all of your wildest dreams will come true."
cooper and molly took me out last night after a hurricane katrina fundraiser meeting. i had a really good time with them. we went to dinner at applebees where molly bought me dinner against my will as a welcoming to student commission. the three of us chatted about how our love lifes (or lack there of) suck. i was reluctant at first to talk about anything about myself, but then i realized that i needed to talk to someone real about all this shit, so i went ahead. it was a good night. after dinner they took me to cold stone. it was my first time there, so they dubbed it "the popping of my cold stone cherry." well, they didn't actually say it like that. it was more like "ooooh we popped your cold stone cherry hehehehe!" i got chocolate-vanilla with cookie dough and oreos. it was hella' good. we sat outside while eating our ice cream and chatted. good times, so good in fact, it inspired me to write a blog. damn, i think i get dumber everytime i write that word, "blog." it's such a stupid word. i wonder what kind of internet geek invents a word like that. one with no social life, that's for sure.
eric and jon came over on saterday. we all played geist together. it was nice to get some of the guys back together. later we went to davids and chilled.
friday i went to the football game with shanay. the lady at the ticket booth gave us trouble. it all got solved, but it made me feel inadequate. i think i owe someone money because i'm a poor bastard.
when we were tired with the game, shanay and i went to bree's cinimon house and chilled with bree and becca. it was a good time. i drew some masterpieces while sampling foods and chatting with the ladies despite bree's dog's efforts to annoy the living hell out of me by barking at random things for no reason at all...well maybe there was a LITTLE reason hehe.
So today was all about Brand New. when i got out of the shower this morning i put on a Brand New shirt. then i felt like listening to them on the way to school so i took deja entendu with me in the car. as i was driving down mulford, i saw a flock of small birds fly across the gray-blue sky and it looked exactly like it did on the cd of deja entendu. it was weird.
i did something really dumb today. i was going over my speech this morning. well, when i took the stuff out of my backpack to practice it, i forgot to put it back in, so when i got to school and was taking my shit out of my backpack to go to class i realized i didn't have my speech folder. so what do i do? i call my mom. why the hell did i bother to call her. she never helps me.
i went to philosophy we learned that a chair can not be described--that it is almost impossible to capture something's essence in words. chair being the example. we were asked to explain what gave chair it's chairhood or chairness. those being the essence of chair. i thought i had it figured out in my head, but it was too difficult to put into words or on to paper.
speeches were today in speech class. i'm doing mine thursday hopefully. i got docked a letter grade by moving to thursday instead of today. oh well, i didn't have any of my shitty shit with me anyways.
lots of drama at the bookstore today. some bitch-ass mother fuckin bitch, who was a grown woman, had her mother call in and bitch about how she couldn't refund a book because she got the wrong one. when the daughter was in she threatened to call public safety on one of the managers. she eventually got a refund i think, but what a fuckin' douche nozzle. if someone pulled fuckin shit like that on me and threatened me, i'd flip out provided i wasn't at work. anyways, so her mom called and asked to speak with a manager about how the person that her daughter threatened laughed at her daughter and insulted her daughter and the teacher of the class, which is total bull shit because the person that supposedly did that has worked there a million years and knows what to say and what not to say.
people can be so damn...i don't even know what the word i'm looking for...i guess i'd say a combination trashy/bitchy/stupid. maybe ignorant works well, but it doesn't express my disgust for people like them near as well. anyways, a million people come into the store asking for refunds because one of OUR employees gave them the wrong book. HELL-FUCKING-O bitch, you've been in class a week and the refund policy says a week after class starts. it's not our problem after that week it's YOURS. it says that on the back of the reciept. a million people made their returns by the end of that week, why couldn't you? i'll tell you, because you're the fucking laziest scum of the earth you sloth bastards. why can't people be more like me and chill the hell out. i realize that it's my fault that i didn't have the speech material and i'm willing to accept the consequences. these people that come into the bookstore have to acknowledge that they didn't read the refund policy because they're ignorant fucks and try to make it our fault.
I'm listening to Sleeping At Last right now. they sound like a cross between Muse and Cold Play. just thought you should all know that before i forget. i'm not a cold play fan, but i love Muse, and sleeping at last is alright for some relaxing music.
what else was i going to mention...
i tried to run as a freshmen representative for student commission, but i went to the wrong meeting, so now i'm not included on the ballot. fear not, there is still a chance of my being elected. when choosing a freshmen representative (there's only one on the ballot), look for the "other" with the blank line next to it and write in my name. if i get enough, i may still get on student commission. "vote for me and all of your wildest dreams will come true."
cooper and molly took me out last night after a hurricane katrina fundraiser meeting. i had a really good time with them. we went to dinner at applebees where molly bought me dinner against my will as a welcoming to student commission. the three of us chatted about how our love lifes (or lack there of) suck. i was reluctant at first to talk about anything about myself, but then i realized that i needed to talk to someone real about all this shit, so i went ahead. it was a good night. after dinner they took me to cold stone. it was my first time there, so they dubbed it "the popping of my cold stone cherry." well, they didn't actually say it like that. it was more like "ooooh we popped your cold stone cherry hehehehe!" i got chocolate-vanilla with cookie dough and oreos. it was hella' good. we sat outside while eating our ice cream and chatted. good times, so good in fact, it inspired me to write a blog. damn, i think i get dumber everytime i write that word, "blog." it's such a stupid word. i wonder what kind of internet geek invents a word like that. one with no social life, that's for sure.
eric and jon came over on saterday. we all played geist together. it was nice to get some of the guys back together. later we went to davids and chilled.
friday i went to the football game with shanay. the lady at the ticket booth gave us trouble. it all got solved, but it made me feel inadequate. i think i owe someone money because i'm a poor bastard.
when we were tired with the game, shanay and i went to bree's cinimon house and chilled with bree and becca. it was a good time. i drew some masterpieces while sampling foods and chatting with the ladies despite bree's dog's efforts to annoy the living hell out of me by barking at random things for no reason at all...well maybe there was a LITTLE reason hehe.