I'm going to buy a gun and start a war
had a pretty good day yesterday.
nothing in particular, really. i missed another class, however. not really happy about that for a couple reasons. 1) i really liked that particular class (English) and 2) that was my 6th class period missed overall.
today i added my 7th, which was completely unintentional. my alarm clock just straight up did not go off. the counter is now:
Orientation - 2
Astronomy - 2
Algebra - 0
US History - 0
Music Appreciation - 2
English - 1
i dont like missing class because i know that it is going to affect me negatively eventually. now, i think im in the clear right now. even with what i have already missed, i think i can get by rather unscathed if i do not keep on with this habit. i need to maintain good grades. i know a lot of people are starting to want to leave here next year, even go to UGA, but that has been my plan all along. and i know i could probably do a little bsing this year and still get in... but there is no way i am going to take that chance. and that is for a couple reasons.
the first reason being... what if i dont get in? that's my main objective and motivation, just to get in. once i get in... i feel i will easily figure out exactly what to do.
the second reason i need to work hard and get great grades here is... well... i know UGA is going to be a lot tougher than here. i already know that. i know that GSU isnt really challenging me like UGA would, like i need to be challenged. i'm not knocking GSU or anything... it just isnt what i need. and i knew that. i am not being aptly challenged... so i am slacking off, because i feel like "i know this stuff... whatever." and that will be the key to my downfall if i let that mindset consume me. but i will not.
Same goes for Statesboro. i dont think it's a shitty place or anything. just simply... not for me. and again... i knew that. it has a lot to offer, but not much to offer me. it is the perfect place for a lot of people, but not for me. and it even has some to offer me, but not even a fraction of what Athens has for me. there is not much culture outside the 'redneck-party' world. i have seen several shirts that say "you can always make up a test, but you can't re-live a party." and it said "Georgia Southern" on the front. and that's true... for most people here. but not for me. the most attractive thing about "parties" to me is the music. i long to be in a band playing at a college party. that would be the shit. but im getting off topic.
Athens is, quite simply, my kind of city. as far as i know. i could be wrong, but i doubt it very seriously. #8 music scene in the country according to Rolling Stone, and they dont fuck around with that title. it's a great place. it is like a college version of Savannah, which is so awesome. because Savannah is also a great place, and 'my kind' of city.
so... yeah... i just reiterated what i've been saying for a long time, but i dont care, because i need to keep reminding myself so that i do not lose track of my goal/dreal/whatever. i need Athens. and i want to make it need me.
back to the "what i've been up to lately" part of the post...
we had football practice yesterday. at least it started out as practice. about 10 minutes into it, some other guys asked if we wanted to play a game, so we did. it started out as 3 on 3, but eventually became 6 on 6. it also started as two-hand-touch... ended up as tackle. which is cool. im just not used to playing contact sports, and am still a bit of a pussy. i dont care... i know i am. but it was still fun. i had few good plays. i got two tackles in, recovered a ball, and caught a punt. but i still felt like "just another body on the field." but that's fine... because im not that great. and even though i wish i were played more often and given more of a chance, im know im not the best player. i walked away with blood on my knees and shirt, bruises on my legs and stomach, and a sweat-soaked shirt. so that's cool. havent done that since drumline. it was refreshing.
after the game, i was pulling out of Colby Landrum, and a guy's car battery died, so i helped him push his heavy-ass car to the parking lot and into a parking spot. then i gave him a lift to the library. he is on the basketball team; he told me his name, but i didnt really catch it and didnt ask him to repeat it. it made me feel really good helping him out, though. i love helping people out, because i know they are better off, period. not just because i did it, but because someone did.
take it easy, sons.
nothing in particular, really. i missed another class, however. not really happy about that for a couple reasons. 1) i really liked that particular class (English) and 2) that was my 6th class period missed overall.
today i added my 7th, which was completely unintentional. my alarm clock just straight up did not go off. the counter is now:
Orientation - 2
Astronomy - 2
Algebra - 0
US History - 0
Music Appreciation - 2
English - 1
i dont like missing class because i know that it is going to affect me negatively eventually. now, i think im in the clear right now. even with what i have already missed, i think i can get by rather unscathed if i do not keep on with this habit. i need to maintain good grades. i know a lot of people are starting to want to leave here next year, even go to UGA, but that has been my plan all along. and i know i could probably do a little bsing this year and still get in... but there is no way i am going to take that chance. and that is for a couple reasons.
the first reason being... what if i dont get in? that's my main objective and motivation, just to get in. once i get in... i feel i will easily figure out exactly what to do.
the second reason i need to work hard and get great grades here is... well... i know UGA is going to be a lot tougher than here. i already know that. i know that GSU isnt really challenging me like UGA would, like i need to be challenged. i'm not knocking GSU or anything... it just isnt what i need. and i knew that. i am not being aptly challenged... so i am slacking off, because i feel like "i know this stuff... whatever." and that will be the key to my downfall if i let that mindset consume me. but i will not.
Same goes for Statesboro. i dont think it's a shitty place or anything. just simply... not for me. and again... i knew that. it has a lot to offer, but not much to offer me. it is the perfect place for a lot of people, but not for me. and it even has some to offer me, but not even a fraction of what Athens has for me. there is not much culture outside the 'redneck-party' world. i have seen several shirts that say "you can always make up a test, but you can't re-live a party." and it said "Georgia Southern" on the front. and that's true... for most people here. but not for me. the most attractive thing about "parties" to me is the music. i long to be in a band playing at a college party. that would be the shit. but im getting off topic.
Athens is, quite simply, my kind of city. as far as i know. i could be wrong, but i doubt it very seriously. #8 music scene in the country according to Rolling Stone, and they dont fuck around with that title. it's a great place. it is like a college version of Savannah, which is so awesome. because Savannah is also a great place, and 'my kind' of city.
so... yeah... i just reiterated what i've been saying for a long time, but i dont care, because i need to keep reminding myself so that i do not lose track of my goal/dreal/whatever. i need Athens. and i want to make it need me.
back to the "what i've been up to lately" part of the post...
we had football practice yesterday. at least it started out as practice. about 10 minutes into it, some other guys asked if we wanted to play a game, so we did. it started out as 3 on 3, but eventually became 6 on 6. it also started as two-hand-touch... ended up as tackle. which is cool. im just not used to playing contact sports, and am still a bit of a pussy. i dont care... i know i am. but it was still fun. i had few good plays. i got two tackles in, recovered a ball, and caught a punt. but i still felt like "just another body on the field." but that's fine... because im not that great. and even though i wish i were played more often and given more of a chance, im know im not the best player. i walked away with blood on my knees and shirt, bruises on my legs and stomach, and a sweat-soaked shirt. so that's cool. havent done that since drumline. it was refreshing.
after the game, i was pulling out of Colby Landrum, and a guy's car battery died, so i helped him push his heavy-ass car to the parking lot and into a parking spot. then i gave him a lift to the library. he is on the basketball team; he told me his name, but i didnt really catch it and didnt ask him to repeat it. it made me feel really good helping him out, though. i love helping people out, because i know they are better off, period. not just because i did it, but because someone did.
take it easy, sons.