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What's kind of upsetting is watching the weather on the news.
I know it's never the weather person's fault, but I can't help but feel a little rage when they contradict themselves, or end up being wrong. What a stupid thing to write about.
First they said that there won't be any major snowfall for a while.
Then earlier today, they said there would be a big drop (of snow) this thursday.
Now, it's tomorrow night.
I guess this sprouts from a deeply rooted dislike for not being able to do anything when the roads are so messed up.
"Would you trade everything you love for some nice weather?"
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So, I'm apparently crazy.
I watched The 25th Hour today, for the third time. I don't know why it was so sobering this time. I think that a big problem with blogging this late at night (relatively) is that your thoughts are all weird, and you probably wouldn't type this way once you slept on them. I'll wake up tomorrow and end up deleting all of this.
Anywhoo, back to my point. If you haven't seen the movie, The 25th Hour is a story about a drug dealer, Edward Norton, who has one last day of freedom before he gets sent to jail for seven years. The movie is basically a story of how he spends his last day, and how he got to where he is. Watching it before, it was never any big deal, just a regular Spike Lee movie. Tonight it was a different story, I felt so involved. But why.
My theory is that it's because I'm at a point in my life where I feel like I've a lot to lose if something like that happened to me. To just think about spending one last day with the people I love, and that that would be the last time for seven years is crazy to me.
That's about it on that subject. I'll refrain from being so mushy these days, it's just getting ridiculous.
School started for me last week, and God is a funny guy. Walking to my first class, I made a list in my mind of all the people with whom I bet I had class with, and sure enough, my first class was packed full of them. It's not that I dislike any of them, they're just people that I see around often, and have never had a class with, and have something about their face.
It's events like these that makes me feel like I'm some kind of psychic or something.
Other than that though, school's pretty cool. I like how our bookstore charges $60 for a $70 book with a broken spine and ripped out pages that are re-inserted with tape.
My Philosophy class has been blowing my mind, but I'm not at the point where I could tell a good story and have you listen to me and poop your pants in amazement.
Someday though, that'd be nice.
Good night!
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December blew by. Crazy huh.
Seems like it was just yesterday that I was having a snowball fight in an empty parking lot with 15 Latin Kings.
Well, again things have been great.
Of course there have been some spots on the Sun, but that's expected. I'm very very grateful to have everyone in my life that I do. I constantly think about how blessed I am because of all of you, thank you very much.
In other news, I killed a man today.
New Year's Resolutions, are you all excited? HUH?! Well. I haven't given mine much thought. It'll probably involve not doing something that I shouldn't be doing not. It'll probably be something something I'll get too lazy to do, as usual. Which is common for everyone, so don't feel so bad when you stop running to lose weight the second week of January. But you'll regret it once you're getting chased by a murderer, and need to run to safety. Imagine the conversation you'll have with yourself then.
Here's a poem I wrote in the future:
She's got an, elephant gun heart, big strong and lethal
She decides what words between friends are good enough to speak, still
Equipped with bullets big enough to shoot down any man
Moving too quickly for anyone to capture her heart or her hand
It's peace, I'm tired of this masquerade and filler friendships
Sifting and calling it quits, enough wind blown to propel ships
Here's a .gif:
Take care everybody!
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Well, first semester is almost over, whew.
What's new? Lots. Things are just getting better and better, thank goodness.
This school year seems to be the year that history repeats itself.
Except, for one thing.
"HOT!"
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Things have been great lately, thanks for asking. Thankth for athking.
Just a quick thing, on facebook, is it really necessary to switch your relationship status so often? Let's not all jump to conclusions!
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