Saturday, March 28, 2009
Anyways, All Day Fight Day is coming up in like 11 hours. Exciting stuff. Nothing serious, but I just wanted to make it as a tournament to make it seem more competitive so we have more fun, regardless of skill level. There's going to be some dope people, I hope I can do well against them.
Heh heh, "It's all about penetration." Btw, the guy was talking about basketball, I'm watching Sportscenter.
Thursday, March 26, 2009
This is all very annoying. Go away now, fever, so I don't get tired when I show even the slightest emotion.
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
That's what's up right now though, that reading status. I've been on it, forreal. Ursula K. Le Guin, you sorceress, with your Earthsea books. And of course, Stephen King, you tailor of tales of terror. I'm not reading a book of his, but a collection of his short stories known as Night Shift. A few of them have been made into movies: Children of the Corn, Graveyard Shift and The Lawnmower Man. Mind you, The Lawnmower Man movie was nothing like the story he wrote, to the point where they had to take his name off the movie because he demanded it. Ok, so I still don't have this collection in my possession, but soon I will. I'm waiting for it to be delivered to the Columbia City library.
Speaking of scary things, that movie, The Haunting in Connecticut, I want to watch that. This time, it's actually based on a true story, and not like half or a fourth of a true story. That is what's up. Yawwwwp.
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
But forreal, another SFIV session with the homies is needed before the tournament. Still need to figure out when that will be, exactly. Maybe I'll have it somewhat early the 29th? Freakpoop. Oh well, I'll just have to decide soon. Let's see if I can sleep. Good mornight, all.
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Oh well, Spring Break is almost here. Can't wait to kick it, play video games and whateverrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. Dang, my neck hurts. Darn reading, typing, dying...lkajgr;elkaj;yt4a. I hope everyone is doing well though. We'll all make it! Or something corny like that.
Sunday, March 8, 2009
There are too many instances like that to share, not just in that movie, but in general. Just like a picture I just saw. I cried from laughing so hard. Good stuff.
Time is such a colossal thing to try to comprehend. It's ironic how such a mind-explodingly complex thing can be measured by something as simple as a clock, or sundial if we were kickin' it in the old, old days.
Let's get delirious.
Saturday, March 7, 2009
I met a girl yesterday; I wish I found out
more about her other than her future last name:
Buscaino. I saw her through the window of my
classroom, the professor going on about
the signaling in cells and the need for something.
I was already drooling, my head resting on the make-do
pedestal formed by my right hand and arm,
body slowly going limp. As soon as I saw her,
I jolted awake as if bitten by bullet ants and almost
raised my hand to say, “The answer is love!”
I could only thank whoever designed the building
with its huge windows, allowing me to see
most of her: straight, long black hair, lightly
toasted brown skin, a deep dimple on her
left cheek, and a purple peacoat and jeans,
both of which she filled out well. The windows,
not big enough to see what shoes she wore
to complete my mental picture, made her
look like she floated past the building.
I stayed awake, only to think of how I shall compare
her to a summer’s day, or if that pretty mama,
is she single? As soon as the room is abuzz
with the rustling of bags, I’ll find you
amongst the thousands unnamed on campus.
This poem is untitled because in the poem, I don't know the name of the girl that I saw while I was in class. There's a few things going on in the poem I'd like to mention. I describe the girl in pretty good detail to contrast the word "something" when I'm talking about what's happening in class. Although I'm falling asleep and not paying attention in class, this girl commandeers my attention with just a glance...slash stare. When I wrote the summer's day followed by the pretty mama part, I was contrasting old and new romantic lines from Shakespeare and Ne-Yo. I think that's about it. Anyways, enjoy!
Friday, March 6, 2009
Where would I go though? I don't know. I would probably just walk around somewhere totally new to me until I felt like going home.
I don't know. Someone play me in SFIV on Xbox Live.
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Tuesday, March 3, 2009