Excuse me while I let this fly
I feel like utter shit. An exceptional amount of nausea has replaced the headache which dominated the left side of my brain for the majority of the afternoon. I can say this is more due to stress than anything else. My weekend began very stressfully before I left my mom's house on Friday night of last week, built to what I thought was the crescendo Saturday on the way down to Matt's house (blew out my front left tire on I-95, forgot the spare was more or less dead, blew that out on the Turnpike, got towed, Matt's dad fronted the $108 luckily which is being paid back, went to the Dolphins game, came home), and then tonight on the way to celebrate James' birthday at Pat O'Brien's, my car overheated and I get to take it into the shop tomorrow as well.
So now, I feel like crap, am going to get up early to handle the car issue, and probably put more money into a car which seems to be on its way to hell, at least according to consumer reviews I have found on the web. Too many american cars built in the late 80's to mid 90's seem to have a limit on their lives somewhere between 60-90 thousand miles.
These are the things that make me want to have graduated because if I had, I know I could afford a much nicer car that wouldn't likely give me such issues.
It seems that the majority of people aren't really enjoying this break as much as we could. It seems shorter than normal, no one is really relaxing or just happy to be out of school, and classes linger only a few days from now. There is a malaise and general funk about, hopefully it will clear soon. So many people appear to be unhappy here in Orlando as if it were a place that you move in something of a figure 8 with short highs and lows, but a cycle that keeps moving. Alot of guys and girls seem to just want the hell out and I can understand that. The toughest part of working near the airport isn't the noise pollution, but seeing the planes taking off, knowing that I could be on one of them, just going somewhere new.
The Fall 2003 semester brought me 4 B's and an A, moving the GPA out of academic probation, especially since I took a grade forgiveness in one of the classes. And to be forthright, I really didn't try that much in any of them. Story of my life. So much wasted potential. It all came too easy, so much so that it made me care less about trying than anything else. I have rarely, if ever been motivated to do really excel in school because I never had a specific goal or desire that would come from it. I skated into the scholarship that I lost, I got passing or much better grades in classes that I didn't show up to for many classes other than the tests, and the list continues. The only times that I really pushed was when I knew that I could be in serious Jeopardy otherwise.
It somewhat carries into the fact about how people always say that I know more facts about useless things than anyone else. Why I am good at trivia, and those types of things. Mostly stems from the fact that I get interested in something for a short period of time like a month or so, and get as much information, facts, and reading about the subject as possible. I'll just pickup a new interest, read all about it, get a working knowledge, and it is part of the repetoire. The few things that really hold my interest like the sportscard industry, certain types of music, basketball, etc. are not even that committed. I should have my new site up and running right now, but I lost interest in it somewhat and have only started back up. Same reason I have never gotten myself into shape, and same reason I have been this close to getting kicked out of UCF.
I think that is why a life of wanderlust has become almost plausible and realistic for me, but few jobs would hold that type of future. Which almost directly plays into my fear of getting older and becoming stuck in the social and personal aspects of the word. I don't want to life the same life everyday, hoping for little glimpses of excitement or change, why the thought of being wealthy is so appealing to me. It is not that I want to own so much, or have so many possessions, I just want the freedom that it affords in decision making.
Short list of people I want to thank for their recent contributions toward my life (in the order which I thought of them):
Ralph Panetta
Byron Valle/Manuel Valle/Erin Ring/Erin Ring's Uncle (a team effort in getting me to my first NFL game)
Tricia
Dave Pittman
MY MOM
I need to do something positive with what sets me apart. Being pledge ed this coming semester should do that, but I need something that is just for me, or at least would show me what I am capable of.
PLS...
Evan
So now, I feel like crap, am going to get up early to handle the car issue, and probably put more money into a car which seems to be on its way to hell, at least according to consumer reviews I have found on the web. Too many american cars built in the late 80's to mid 90's seem to have a limit on their lives somewhere between 60-90 thousand miles.
These are the things that make me want to have graduated because if I had, I know I could afford a much nicer car that wouldn't likely give me such issues.
It seems that the majority of people aren't really enjoying this break as much as we could. It seems shorter than normal, no one is really relaxing or just happy to be out of school, and classes linger only a few days from now. There is a malaise and general funk about, hopefully it will clear soon. So many people appear to be unhappy here in Orlando as if it were a place that you move in something of a figure 8 with short highs and lows, but a cycle that keeps moving. Alot of guys and girls seem to just want the hell out and I can understand that. The toughest part of working near the airport isn't the noise pollution, but seeing the planes taking off, knowing that I could be on one of them, just going somewhere new.
The Fall 2003 semester brought me 4 B's and an A, moving the GPA out of academic probation, especially since I took a grade forgiveness in one of the classes. And to be forthright, I really didn't try that much in any of them. Story of my life. So much wasted potential. It all came too easy, so much so that it made me care less about trying than anything else. I have rarely, if ever been motivated to do really excel in school because I never had a specific goal or desire that would come from it. I skated into the scholarship that I lost, I got passing or much better grades in classes that I didn't show up to for many classes other than the tests, and the list continues. The only times that I really pushed was when I knew that I could be in serious Jeopardy otherwise.
It somewhat carries into the fact about how people always say that I know more facts about useless things than anyone else. Why I am good at trivia, and those types of things. Mostly stems from the fact that I get interested in something for a short period of time like a month or so, and get as much information, facts, and reading about the subject as possible. I'll just pickup a new interest, read all about it, get a working knowledge, and it is part of the repetoire. The few things that really hold my interest like the sportscard industry, certain types of music, basketball, etc. are not even that committed. I should have my new site up and running right now, but I lost interest in it somewhat and have only started back up. Same reason I have never gotten myself into shape, and same reason I have been this close to getting kicked out of UCF.
I think that is why a life of wanderlust has become almost plausible and realistic for me, but few jobs would hold that type of future. Which almost directly plays into my fear of getting older and becoming stuck in the social and personal aspects of the word. I don't want to life the same life everyday, hoping for little glimpses of excitement or change, why the thought of being wealthy is so appealing to me. It is not that I want to own so much, or have so many possessions, I just want the freedom that it affords in decision making.
Short list of people I want to thank for their recent contributions toward my life (in the order which I thought of them):
Ralph Panetta
Byron Valle/Manuel Valle/Erin Ring/Erin Ring's Uncle (a team effort in getting me to my first NFL game)
Tricia
Dave Pittman
MY MOM
I need to do something positive with what sets me apart. Being pledge ed this coming semester should do that, but I need something that is just for me, or at least would show me what I am capable of.
PLS...
Evan