"boys like you are overrated"
so this weekend started, and was like some others. yet it really wasnt when it came down to it. i had some expected scarriness with the police. watched a movie. had a "dtr." group danced. went to a party where i only knew like 2 people, and then immediatly decided that i should go to a different party where i would only know 3 people. so overall a good weekend.
started on friday. went to charley's to eat a burger, went to see origional cast for the second time. actually even better the second time. i was uber impressed both times though. went to this gala afterwards. had a good time at it. a little awkward, but then again wat can one do. decided to go to opry mills with taylor. we had know clue where it was, so i drove, and just picked a highway. all was goin well until the cop pulled us over, and asked me to step out of the car. luckily i waited to piss myself until after he told me my tail lights were out, and that we should get off the highway. i like to think that i sweet talked him, but really he was just a nice guy that gave a poor fellow like me a break. (by the way, this pretty much proves that i am invincible) got lost driving around, found campus, and then went over to peabody to watch jerry mcguire. during the movie i decided that if i couldnt be some sort of politician type man that was ruling the world, that i would be a jackass sports agent. it is definatly a plan now. then had a "dtr." i was/am really happy with it. i got everything that i wanted, and by that i mean that i wanted one thing, and its now happening. somewhat confusing, but dont worried small and scarred livejournal reader, i think that you understand. at least i hope u do. then i went to my little dorm/home and went to bed.
saturday, i studied a lot. went running, and then went with tressa to the byx semiformal. had a good time. danced a bit, ate a bit. overall i could not say it was not a success (it was good is what that means). afterwards hung out with some people, and went to bed. i still need to figure out my schedule for the next 3 and a half years. do i really want to double major in something? or should i try to graduate a semester ahead of schedule. that would kinda screw up plans if i wanted to go to some sort of graduate school. and by graduat school i mean law school. i just hope i get the grades to go to smu. or maybe ill get a real job in something. a real job, possibly even using my engineering degree. wouldnt that be insane. o well.
went to the art show today for a bit. wish i could have stayed longer. i saw amy's paintings and was shocked. i had absolutley no clue that she had that kind of talent. it was amazing. she had a couple of self portraits, and then a detailed picture of some columns. all were very good. her two self portraits, at least in my opinion were the two best pictures in the show. i am still in shock now, just thinking about them. she had this one on a blue canvas i think, and i was drawn into it.
overrated seems to be a little theme i have goin on right now. that is one thing that i never want to be again. the more i think about, the more it just digs into me. i was expected to preform, to go to a standard, but i didnt. i failed. i just hope that i can always be underrated. i just might be content if i am always like that. water polo was fun for me, cause i usually was underrated. i was the fat pale kid. i used to my advantage. i am going to spend this week making a new goal list (this will be like the third or fourth revision this year) but i want them to be good goals, and i am pretty sure that the very first one will be to never be overrated.
studying - today was psych, tonight will be all chem
guitar skills - varied, i am noticing a slight improvement
ride to indy - not yet confirmed, but i am trying
swords bought today - just the one, and it even says vanderbilt on it
started on friday. went to charley's to eat a burger, went to see origional cast for the second time. actually even better the second time. i was uber impressed both times though. went to this gala afterwards. had a good time at it. a little awkward, but then again wat can one do. decided to go to opry mills with taylor. we had know clue where it was, so i drove, and just picked a highway. all was goin well until the cop pulled us over, and asked me to step out of the car. luckily i waited to piss myself until after he told me my tail lights were out, and that we should get off the highway. i like to think that i sweet talked him, but really he was just a nice guy that gave a poor fellow like me a break. (by the way, this pretty much proves that i am invincible) got lost driving around, found campus, and then went over to peabody to watch jerry mcguire. during the movie i decided that if i couldnt be some sort of politician type man that was ruling the world, that i would be a jackass sports agent. it is definatly a plan now. then had a "dtr." i was/am really happy with it. i got everything that i wanted, and by that i mean that i wanted one thing, and its now happening. somewhat confusing, but dont worried small and scarred livejournal reader, i think that you understand. at least i hope u do. then i went to my little dorm/home and went to bed.
saturday, i studied a lot. went running, and then went with tressa to the byx semiformal. had a good time. danced a bit, ate a bit. overall i could not say it was not a success (it was good is what that means). afterwards hung out with some people, and went to bed. i still need to figure out my schedule for the next 3 and a half years. do i really want to double major in something? or should i try to graduate a semester ahead of schedule. that would kinda screw up plans if i wanted to go to some sort of graduate school. and by graduat school i mean law school. i just hope i get the grades to go to smu. or maybe ill get a real job in something. a real job, possibly even using my engineering degree. wouldnt that be insane. o well.
went to the art show today for a bit. wish i could have stayed longer. i saw amy's paintings and was shocked. i had absolutley no clue that she had that kind of talent. it was amazing. she had a couple of self portraits, and then a detailed picture of some columns. all were very good. her two self portraits, at least in my opinion were the two best pictures in the show. i am still in shock now, just thinking about them. she had this one on a blue canvas i think, and i was drawn into it.
overrated seems to be a little theme i have goin on right now. that is one thing that i never want to be again. the more i think about, the more it just digs into me. i was expected to preform, to go to a standard, but i didnt. i failed. i just hope that i can always be underrated. i just might be content if i am always like that. water polo was fun for me, cause i usually was underrated. i was the fat pale kid. i used to my advantage. i am going to spend this week making a new goal list (this will be like the third or fourth revision this year) but i want them to be good goals, and i am pretty sure that the very first one will be to never be overrated.
studying - today was psych, tonight will be all chem
guitar skills - varied, i am noticing a slight improvement
ride to indy - not yet confirmed, but i am trying
swords bought today - just the one, and it even says vanderbilt on it