Chillin' Like A Villian
I talked to Adam today. I couldn't remember the name of the complex that he is living in next year. It is Jamestown. We'll be close, somewhat, to being neighbors. That'll be nice to have someone near by that I know, but not in too close of proximity that I get my own space. I think that my parents are going to be happier that I'm not living onn campus again next year. I think that I'll grow to like it more than I anticipate. And it would be great if I could get Kyle to move up here, if he can find a job, and cosign the lease when the time comes.
I haven't been feeling too hot lately. I stayed in tonight to lay low and catch up on some sleep. I don't know what it is about the weekends, though. Every night on the weekends, I can never seem to get to bed before 2 in the AM. Yesterday I went to pick up Tami, Angie, and Sarah from Joy's aparment on Cherry street. I think all three were pretty drunk. All three of those girls have very distinct characteristics of being drunk. Angie gets REALLY loud and obnoxious; Sarah becomes happy and doesn't want anyone to know what happens while intoxicated; and Tami gets really giddy, laughs at simple things, and becomes very smiley.
Superbowl tomorrow! I'm pretty excited to watch the game. I'll prolly head over to Mike, Dave, Scott,and Jon's room for a while. But I will have to make my presence known in the Campbell 503 room. I think Emily is throwing a little festivity in their room. Should be a good ending to the weekend.
So far, things are going pretty good this semester. Classes are alright. I better be able to complete the intermediate swimming class for credit the second eight weeks of the semester. Otherwise someone will have to pay, or help me find a class to take its place so I am a full time student. No major complaints with the roommates. Megadeth went home for the weekend, and I taught Geunther to shut the door when I am watching tv or playing a video game. He pretty much has been excommunicated to the bedroom. He doesn't get any say in what is going on. I haven't got into any more brawls with other members of the floor yet.
Speaking of brawls, I think I found my New Year's Resolution. If someone does something that really pisses me off, they're going to hear about it. I'm not going to be so passive in what I do anymore. I'm not here to please anyone I don't like. But like I have said in the past: not liking someone doesn't mean you can't coexist in a familiar area.
This is an amazing quote from one of the best movies ever. You can choose to intrepret how you like, "Maybe that's all family really is. A group of people who miss the same imaginary place."
Late.
I haven't been feeling too hot lately. I stayed in tonight to lay low and catch up on some sleep. I don't know what it is about the weekends, though. Every night on the weekends, I can never seem to get to bed before 2 in the AM. Yesterday I went to pick up Tami, Angie, and Sarah from Joy's aparment on Cherry street. I think all three were pretty drunk. All three of those girls have very distinct characteristics of being drunk. Angie gets REALLY loud and obnoxious; Sarah becomes happy and doesn't want anyone to know what happens while intoxicated; and Tami gets really giddy, laughs at simple things, and becomes very smiley.
Superbowl tomorrow! I'm pretty excited to watch the game. I'll prolly head over to Mike, Dave, Scott,and Jon's room for a while. But I will have to make my presence known in the Campbell 503 room. I think Emily is throwing a little festivity in their room. Should be a good ending to the weekend.
So far, things are going pretty good this semester. Classes are alright. I better be able to complete the intermediate swimming class for credit the second eight weeks of the semester. Otherwise someone will have to pay, or help me find a class to take its place so I am a full time student. No major complaints with the roommates. Megadeth went home for the weekend, and I taught Geunther to shut the door when I am watching tv or playing a video game. He pretty much has been excommunicated to the bedroom. He doesn't get any say in what is going on. I haven't got into any more brawls with other members of the floor yet.
Speaking of brawls, I think I found my New Year's Resolution. If someone does something that really pisses me off, they're going to hear about it. I'm not going to be so passive in what I do anymore. I'm not here to please anyone I don't like. But like I have said in the past: not liking someone doesn't mean you can't coexist in a familiar area.
This is an amazing quote from one of the best movies ever. You can choose to intrepret how you like, "Maybe that's all family really is. A group of people who miss the same imaginary place."
Late.