October?
My God it is pouring outside,like literally pouring like I've never seen it pour before. Except like last year in the hotel, which is errily close to the exact time last year where it rained like this and the hotel was transformed into "Lake Esplanade." Well I guess if the rain is good for one thing, it is curling up in your bed, wearing sweatpants and a guinea tee, and having your laptop right in front of you, and being able to be all warm and toasty. This is just so relaxing right now it's not even funny.
Well where do I start? I guess with school, as that has be the dominant factor in my life this past month. In plain English I am kicking ass like no other. Seriously, I am lighting it up in all my classes. I got the 3rd highest grade in my physics class on the first exam, A-'s on all but one of my physics lab reports, nothing below 15/15 on my homework for stats, a 125/150 (which is an A) on the first stats exam, A on my first journal report for education, aced the other education class' presentation and chapter presentation, an A and B on my first 2 critical discourse speeches, and probably an A on the discourse advertisment project. I would love nothing more than to keep this pace up and show everybody that I can't do it anymore that I still got it. :) I've done homework until all hours of the night, and have seen the sun come up way more than my fair share of times, but it is worth it to me. I just have this desire this year that just wasn't there last year. I really think that nearly losing my scholarship money was a real wake up call and a swift kick in the ass at the same time. I like all my classes, the professors I have this time around are great, and really care about their students, and being the only guy in a class with 21 other girls for education isn't exactly the worst situation possible... ;) The one thing I haven't been able to do however is go to the gym regularly. See, my schedule is that I have classes everyday that run until 8:40 or later at night, meaning lifting at night is out of the question, and since I'm up till unGodly hours of the night doing homework means I would have a hard time waking up at 9 to get there by 9:30, lift till 11, come back, shower, eat breakfast, and be back on campus by 1 for class. I need to sleep at some point. Hopefully I cna figure out a way to make it work, because I miss working out.
My Mom's birthday was September 30th, and for that, I ordered 2 tickets a loooong time ago to see Paul McCartney at Madison Square Garden on October 5th. If you know me you know how much of a Beatles fan I am, and when the chance to see one of my idols live in concert came up, I would not be denied. Our seats were up, but to the side of the stage, so the view was fairly decent. Lemme tell you that I have never heard MSG rock as loud as it did for Paul McCartney. The performance was simply amazing in every sense of the word. Had a great time with my Mom singing all the words and dancing to it and pissing off the lady next to me who just sat there thinking of a million other things she would rather do. I don't care who you are, if you don't like Paul McCartney's music, you don't have a clue about music. His music just simply doesn't get old or out-dated. Just seeing him live and in person was a once in a life time experience, and I am extremely lucky to be able to do so, I still get goosebumps thinking about it. :)
In other news, things are status quo here at Pier Village. It's hard to see a lot of people because A) our schedules are soooo much different, and B) with the amount of work this year it's really hard to hang out with a ton of people. The other night me and Jeff had an old school DD run, which brought back memories of Elmhood, and then dropped by Kait's place at maplewood and chilled there for a few, that was fun, just getting to see them made my otherwise crappy night, good.
Still no sign of a girlfriend, bah. I'm beginning to think I'm not exactly cut out for this kind of thing. Everybody keeps telling me that I would make a great boyfriend, that I'm really cool, fun to be around, that they can't understand why and how the hell I'm still single, blah blah blaaaahhh. I'll belive it when I see it. Until then, my Maxima is my baby.
Tonight, after critical discouse and a 2-minute argument and presentation that I was uncharacteristically nervous for and only got a 20/25 on (dunno why I was nervous, kept getting tongue tied and lost my train of thought, neither of which happened the first time). After that me and Brian went on a DD run that felt like our DD runs of old. We came up wtih the conclusion that we seriously miss the Esplanade hotel. Seriously, we both said that we would move back there in a heartbeat if given the opprotunity. It just felt "homey," you know? Pier is nice and all, but it's almost TOO nice, and you can't really do much without the guards being right up our ass. We talked about all the crazy-ass times that we remembered there, and tried to piece togehter the events of nights that we really couldn't remember too much of (yay being drunk and stoned, respectively).
I guess that leads me to the Yankees. **grunts** (Michelle, I know you're lovin' this, babe). After all that the team went through this year, the pitching problems, players getting older and really showing it (Posada, Bernie, to name a few), to even make the playoffs was a bonus, but the way we were playing going into the postseason, it looked like nothing could stop the Yankees from winning it all and bringing the October magic back to the Bronx. Well, I don't know where the hell that team went, as they OBVIOUSLY missed the flight back to Anaheim for game 5. They picked the worst possible time to play their sloppiest game in recent memory, and even though there were a few blown calls that probably could have changed the outcome of the game, we really can't focus on that. 2 men on in the 5th inning, and normally you would bunt to move the runners up into scoring position. Right? Instead they swing away, and pop-up, pop-up, and the controversial Cano play that he was ruled "out of the baseline" however the first baseman was standing in foul territory in the baseline and had Cano ran in the line, he would have steamrolled the angels' first baseman and been called out for interference. Complete bullshit. However anaheim got their dose of bad calls tonight so what goes around comes around. And also, is it just me, or is Derek Jeter the only one trying, and having that fire to win? If it weren't for him, we would have been swept, and not had a fighting chance in game 5. 3 hits, and in the 9th, fought off a nasty pitch to get a base hit to lead it off down 5-3. So up steps our MVP candidate Alex Rodriguez, who apparently didn't get the memo that he IS in fact allowed to hit in October, and promtly grounds a routine double play ball, and wipes out any shot of a 9th inning rally. Then of course Giambi and Sheffield get hits, so who knows what would have happened if ARod did ANYTHING but a double play. But gah, I can feel my blood pressure skyrocketing so I'm gonna drop the subject fairly soon. Bottom line is we need guys with more heart and grit, for that, just watch Derek Jeter play. We are soooo fortunate to be able to see him play, simply an amazing player and winner. You can't teach that. It's simple. A-Rod is a great player, during the regular season, but in the playoffs he can't take the heat. Jeter on the other hand, is a great player during the season, but come October, he takes it to a whole new level and is in a world all by himself. There's nobody close. However these are the Yankees, and you better believe that they will be back contending for the championship next season, and I'll get into what off-season moves are likely in the coming weeks. But for now, I am pulling for the white sox to brutally rape the angels in the ALCS, and like both teams in the NLCS, but would rather see Houston advance because of Roger Clemens and Andy Pettite.
I think that should pretty much do it for me. Wait. Before I forget, I'm also going back to Mill Road for next summer, it's official, and I'm getting the contract in the mail next week, so the Tower will once again rock in 2006. Also slight possiblilty of returning to stop and shop. A few things need to happen in order for that to happen, but I know the right people that can make it happen. I've been told that since I was put down as "quit without notice" that I cannot get my job back. However I know the right people that can overturn that, and there is a high probability of that happening. However that is not definite so we'll see what happens.
Well, sleep tight everybody, and if you read all this, I sincerely thank you, and love you.
Stay dry!
Well where do I start? I guess with school, as that has be the dominant factor in my life this past month. In plain English I am kicking ass like no other. Seriously, I am lighting it up in all my classes. I got the 3rd highest grade in my physics class on the first exam, A-'s on all but one of my physics lab reports, nothing below 15/15 on my homework for stats, a 125/150 (which is an A) on the first stats exam, A on my first journal report for education, aced the other education class' presentation and chapter presentation, an A and B on my first 2 critical discourse speeches, and probably an A on the discourse advertisment project. I would love nothing more than to keep this pace up and show everybody that I can't do it anymore that I still got it. :) I've done homework until all hours of the night, and have seen the sun come up way more than my fair share of times, but it is worth it to me. I just have this desire this year that just wasn't there last year. I really think that nearly losing my scholarship money was a real wake up call and a swift kick in the ass at the same time. I like all my classes, the professors I have this time around are great, and really care about their students, and being the only guy in a class with 21 other girls for education isn't exactly the worst situation possible... ;) The one thing I haven't been able to do however is go to the gym regularly. See, my schedule is that I have classes everyday that run until 8:40 or later at night, meaning lifting at night is out of the question, and since I'm up till unGodly hours of the night doing homework means I would have a hard time waking up at 9 to get there by 9:30, lift till 11, come back, shower, eat breakfast, and be back on campus by 1 for class. I need to sleep at some point. Hopefully I cna figure out a way to make it work, because I miss working out.
My Mom's birthday was September 30th, and for that, I ordered 2 tickets a loooong time ago to see Paul McCartney at Madison Square Garden on October 5th. If you know me you know how much of a Beatles fan I am, and when the chance to see one of my idols live in concert came up, I would not be denied. Our seats were up, but to the side of the stage, so the view was fairly decent. Lemme tell you that I have never heard MSG rock as loud as it did for Paul McCartney. The performance was simply amazing in every sense of the word. Had a great time with my Mom singing all the words and dancing to it and pissing off the lady next to me who just sat there thinking of a million other things she would rather do. I don't care who you are, if you don't like Paul McCartney's music, you don't have a clue about music. His music just simply doesn't get old or out-dated. Just seeing him live and in person was a once in a life time experience, and I am extremely lucky to be able to do so, I still get goosebumps thinking about it. :)
In other news, things are status quo here at Pier Village. It's hard to see a lot of people because A) our schedules are soooo much different, and B) with the amount of work this year it's really hard to hang out with a ton of people. The other night me and Jeff had an old school DD run, which brought back memories of Elmhood, and then dropped by Kait's place at maplewood and chilled there for a few, that was fun, just getting to see them made my otherwise crappy night, good.
Still no sign of a girlfriend, bah. I'm beginning to think I'm not exactly cut out for this kind of thing. Everybody keeps telling me that I would make a great boyfriend, that I'm really cool, fun to be around, that they can't understand why and how the hell I'm still single, blah blah blaaaahhh. I'll belive it when I see it. Until then, my Maxima is my baby.
Tonight, after critical discouse and a 2-minute argument and presentation that I was uncharacteristically nervous for and only got a 20/25 on (dunno why I was nervous, kept getting tongue tied and lost my train of thought, neither of which happened the first time). After that me and Brian went on a DD run that felt like our DD runs of old. We came up wtih the conclusion that we seriously miss the Esplanade hotel. Seriously, we both said that we would move back there in a heartbeat if given the opprotunity. It just felt "homey," you know? Pier is nice and all, but it's almost TOO nice, and you can't really do much without the guards being right up our ass. We talked about all the crazy-ass times that we remembered there, and tried to piece togehter the events of nights that we really couldn't remember too much of (yay being drunk and stoned, respectively).
I guess that leads me to the Yankees. **grunts** (Michelle, I know you're lovin' this, babe). After all that the team went through this year, the pitching problems, players getting older and really showing it (Posada, Bernie, to name a few), to even make the playoffs was a bonus, but the way we were playing going into the postseason, it looked like nothing could stop the Yankees from winning it all and bringing the October magic back to the Bronx. Well, I don't know where the hell that team went, as they OBVIOUSLY missed the flight back to Anaheim for game 5. They picked the worst possible time to play their sloppiest game in recent memory, and even though there were a few blown calls that probably could have changed the outcome of the game, we really can't focus on that. 2 men on in the 5th inning, and normally you would bunt to move the runners up into scoring position. Right? Instead they swing away, and pop-up, pop-up, and the controversial Cano play that he was ruled "out of the baseline" however the first baseman was standing in foul territory in the baseline and had Cano ran in the line, he would have steamrolled the angels' first baseman and been called out for interference. Complete bullshit. However anaheim got their dose of bad calls tonight so what goes around comes around. And also, is it just me, or is Derek Jeter the only one trying, and having that fire to win? If it weren't for him, we would have been swept, and not had a fighting chance in game 5. 3 hits, and in the 9th, fought off a nasty pitch to get a base hit to lead it off down 5-3. So up steps our MVP candidate Alex Rodriguez, who apparently didn't get the memo that he IS in fact allowed to hit in October, and promtly grounds a routine double play ball, and wipes out any shot of a 9th inning rally. Then of course Giambi and Sheffield get hits, so who knows what would have happened if ARod did ANYTHING but a double play. But gah, I can feel my blood pressure skyrocketing so I'm gonna drop the subject fairly soon. Bottom line is we need guys with more heart and grit, for that, just watch Derek Jeter play. We are soooo fortunate to be able to see him play, simply an amazing player and winner. You can't teach that. It's simple. A-Rod is a great player, during the regular season, but in the playoffs he can't take the heat. Jeter on the other hand, is a great player during the season, but come October, he takes it to a whole new level and is in a world all by himself. There's nobody close. However these are the Yankees, and you better believe that they will be back contending for the championship next season, and I'll get into what off-season moves are likely in the coming weeks. But for now, I am pulling for the white sox to brutally rape the angels in the ALCS, and like both teams in the NLCS, but would rather see Houston advance because of Roger Clemens and Andy Pettite.
I think that should pretty much do it for me. Wait. Before I forget, I'm also going back to Mill Road for next summer, it's official, and I'm getting the contract in the mail next week, so the Tower will once again rock in 2006. Also slight possiblilty of returning to stop and shop. A few things need to happen in order for that to happen, but I know the right people that can make it happen. I've been told that since I was put down as "quit without notice" that I cannot get my job back. However I know the right people that can overturn that, and there is a high probability of that happening. However that is not definite so we'll see what happens.
Well, sleep tight everybody, and if you read all this, I sincerely thank you, and love you.
Stay dry!