A brainular explosion on little things
Obligatory life update: I'm alive. Still.
I've found that I really enjoy helping people. Nothing really big (though I like doing those too), just those little things that put me a little out of my way or that would be minor inconveniences otherwise. Doing those little things seems to perk me up, even if it's just a bit.
There hasn't been a whole lot of big stuff going on lately, so I guess I've compensated by paying more attention to little things. Like this afternoon. I got out of the car after class and was about to begin walking towards the apartment when I noticed that the clouds had a peculiar shade of yellow to them. And a peculiar form. It was peculiar in a good way, though. Quite pretty. Pretty enough to make me stand in the parking lot for longer than necessary to look at them. Speaking of things far above our heads, a couple weeks ago I was driving back from drumline sectionals when I was at a stoplight and for some reason I remembered that there was a moon. It was as if I hadn't seen it in months. I looked out the window and specifically remember saying "Holy shit. There's a moon up there, isn't there?" Things like that have begun happening with greater occurance as of late. I think I like it.
You can tell a lot about a person by looking at their eyes. Especially if you know them well. A girl on the snareline, she almost always has the same expression, but she has very expressive eyes. It's amazing what subtle differences you can notice and how easy it is to interpret what they mean. I wonder if it's that easy on everyone. I should try that out.
The Borat movie isn't as good as people make it out to be. I mean, it was alright. I didn't feel like I wasted money on the ticket, but I certainly wouldn't pay again. That feeling is compounded by James doing a shitty Borat impression at least thirty times a second, nine-hundred-thousand times a second if it makes no sense for him to be doing it. Needless to say, I have a mild distaste for Borat and indeed all of Sacha Cohens characters.
I'm planning on hosting fooding party sometime in the relatively near future. Sometime before the spring semester begins. Up here or back in the Concord/Kannapolis area. It's gonna happen. You'll all be there. You'll know when it happens.
This was quite the haphazard entry. Hope you had fun reading it.
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Plain Quote: "In order to live free and happily you must sacrifice boredom. It is not always an easy sacrifice." - Richard Bach
David Quote: "It's not a problem" on just about everything
Last Consumables: Food = Pork Tenderloin and Potatoes -- Drink = Tea
Emotional Charger: Tim & Hilary. Regardless of whether they should be together or not, they seem ridiculously happy together. It's good to see happy people in the apartment for a change. Makes me happy.
Debacle De 100:
To hell with me
God damn what little there is left
Take your shots and take your spoils
Spread me out amongst yourselves
Put me to good use
Let me be the tool I'm meant to be
Use me like I never could
Do the things I never would
I leave myself at your disposal
Make things happen, God knows I won't
Mine my body, take what you may
Scour my soul, tear out your part
I'm not there anymore
I've given it up
Take advantage
Use me to do what you need to
Make your life better through me
Don't let it be for waste
Make me useful, I sure as hell can't
You never know
I might make it back from my little oblivion
I'd rather have to pick up my pieces than never have left the puzzle
Spread me out
Do yourself some good
Don't let it happen to you
Let me keep you whole by being torn apart
I've found that I really enjoy helping people. Nothing really big (though I like doing those too), just those little things that put me a little out of my way or that would be minor inconveniences otherwise. Doing those little things seems to perk me up, even if it's just a bit.
There hasn't been a whole lot of big stuff going on lately, so I guess I've compensated by paying more attention to little things. Like this afternoon. I got out of the car after class and was about to begin walking towards the apartment when I noticed that the clouds had a peculiar shade of yellow to them. And a peculiar form. It was peculiar in a good way, though. Quite pretty. Pretty enough to make me stand in the parking lot for longer than necessary to look at them. Speaking of things far above our heads, a couple weeks ago I was driving back from drumline sectionals when I was at a stoplight and for some reason I remembered that there was a moon. It was as if I hadn't seen it in months. I looked out the window and specifically remember saying "Holy shit. There's a moon up there, isn't there?" Things like that have begun happening with greater occurance as of late. I think I like it.
You can tell a lot about a person by looking at their eyes. Especially if you know them well. A girl on the snareline, she almost always has the same expression, but she has very expressive eyes. It's amazing what subtle differences you can notice and how easy it is to interpret what they mean. I wonder if it's that easy on everyone. I should try that out.
The Borat movie isn't as good as people make it out to be. I mean, it was alright. I didn't feel like I wasted money on the ticket, but I certainly wouldn't pay again. That feeling is compounded by James doing a shitty Borat impression at least thirty times a second, nine-hundred-thousand times a second if it makes no sense for him to be doing it. Needless to say, I have a mild distaste for Borat and indeed all of Sacha Cohens characters.
I'm planning on hosting fooding party sometime in the relatively near future. Sometime before the spring semester begins. Up here or back in the Concord/Kannapolis area. It's gonna happen. You'll all be there. You'll know when it happens.
This was quite the haphazard entry. Hope you had fun reading it.
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Plain Quote: "In order to live free and happily you must sacrifice boredom. It is not always an easy sacrifice." - Richard Bach
David Quote: "It's not a problem" on just about everything
Last Consumables: Food = Pork Tenderloin and Potatoes -- Drink = Tea
Emotional Charger: Tim & Hilary. Regardless of whether they should be together or not, they seem ridiculously happy together. It's good to see happy people in the apartment for a change. Makes me happy.
Debacle De 100:
To hell with me
God damn what little there is left
Take your shots and take your spoils
Spread me out amongst yourselves
Put me to good use
Let me be the tool I'm meant to be
Use me like I never could
Do the things I never would
I leave myself at your disposal
Make things happen, God knows I won't
Mine my body, take what you may
Scour my soul, tear out your part
I'm not there anymore
I've given it up
Take advantage
Use me to do what you need to
Make your life better through me
Don't let it be for waste
Make me useful, I sure as hell can't
You never know
I might make it back from my little oblivion
I'd rather have to pick up my pieces than never have left the puzzle
Spread me out
Do yourself some good
Don't let it happen to you
Let me keep you whole by being torn apart