It's always that much more disappointing when you find out that you're not.
But, man do I love a challenge.
Monday, February 28, 2011
Saturday, February 26, 2011
Attention Drunk People
2 Things: 1.I hate all of you!
2.Do not call me. (Jasmine you weren't the only one last night)
2.Do not call me. (Jasmine you weren't the only one last night)
Monday, February 21, 2011
Too much time, not enough drama!
Oh wait I got that backwards... I'll address the drama side first.
Being the middle man is the worst and I feel like the arguments are so petty that they aren't even worth listening to. Seriously how old are we these days? I feel like my 4 year old nephew's (Happy Birthday Christian) problems with his toy train track are bigger than some of the ones I'm facing now with people. Here's the thing (and I'll admit I'm guilty of this at times too) if you know you're problem is stupid, like seriously just so dumb... - "How dumb is it?" - dumber than trying not think about penguins (I bet you're thinking about penguins now) then please, please, and one more for emphasis please don't tell me about it. I may help you but try and be an adult and handle it yourself. Let's just try and be mature in normal situations. Just so you know that doesn't include screaming obnoxiously in a hall way. That's just having fun. I'm just tired of seeing relationships with long time friends end because of small nit picky things.
So for time.. I realized today that a 4 day weekend isn't nearly as long as I thought it was going to be. It's like those fun sized chocolate candies you get on Halloween. They're not fun size, they're more like here's one bite now crave this candy for hours on end size. I saw my friends for like a total of 7 or 8 hours max. I didn't get to play a game of basketball with my bros. Hell I didn't even get to watch any Food Channel with or without muddy buddies. I just didn't get to do everything on my list. To top everything off my sister turns 9 this week. WTF?! When did this shit happen? Someone slow this clock down before shit gets real and we're all married with children working 40 hour week jobs. I like my part-time job where I stand and scream weird obnoxious things to people I've never even met.
Some things I did accomplish this weekend however: 1. I met Claudia, Jasmine's roommate. I must say she is probably the coolest roommate that I've met so far and I've met a lot of roommates from my obnoxious hall yelling. 2. Got called gay. I have to say that's a first because I never realized that I had "gay tendencies" except around the Bros. Then again Bromances aren't gay, just brocurious. We shall meet again and you won't find out if I'm good with my hands. 3. I almost surprised Jazzy. Almost... "and it would have worked too! If it wasn't for those sniveling kids and that dog!" "Rog? Where?" 4. Got my KK fix taken care of.
Dear World,
Give me more time and kill the overly dramatic.
Thanks,
Mistajonez
Being the middle man is the worst and I feel like the arguments are so petty that they aren't even worth listening to. Seriously how old are we these days? I feel like my 4 year old nephew's (Happy Birthday Christian) problems with his toy train track are bigger than some of the ones I'm facing now with people. Here's the thing (and I'll admit I'm guilty of this at times too) if you know you're problem is stupid, like seriously just so dumb... - "How dumb is it?" - dumber than trying not think about penguins (I bet you're thinking about penguins now) then please, please, and one more for emphasis please don't tell me about it. I may help you but try and be an adult and handle it yourself. Let's just try and be mature in normal situations. Just so you know that doesn't include screaming obnoxiously in a hall way. That's just having fun. I'm just tired of seeing relationships with long time friends end because of small nit picky things.
So for time.. I realized today that a 4 day weekend isn't nearly as long as I thought it was going to be. It's like those fun sized chocolate candies you get on Halloween. They're not fun size, they're more like here's one bite now crave this candy for hours on end size. I saw my friends for like a total of 7 or 8 hours max. I didn't get to play a game of basketball with my bros. Hell I didn't even get to watch any Food Channel with or without muddy buddies. I just didn't get to do everything on my list. To top everything off my sister turns 9 this week. WTF?! When did this shit happen? Someone slow this clock down before shit gets real and we're all married with children working 40 hour week jobs. I like my part-time job where I stand and scream weird obnoxious things to people I've never even met.
Some things I did accomplish this weekend however: 1. I met Claudia, Jasmine's roommate. I must say she is probably the coolest roommate that I've met so far and I've met a lot of roommates from my obnoxious hall yelling. 2. Got called gay. I have to say that's a first because I never realized that I had "gay tendencies" except around the Bros. Then again Bromances aren't gay, just brocurious. We shall meet again and you won't find out if I'm good with my hands. 3. I almost surprised Jazzy. Almost... "and it would have worked too! If it wasn't for those sniveling kids and that dog!" "Rog? Where?" 4. Got my KK fix taken care of.
Dear World,
Give me more time and kill the overly dramatic.
Thanks,
Mistajonez
Thursday, February 17, 2011
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
I gave in.
So I needed to laugh. Here are a few videos that have gone around the house.
Sexy Sax Man
Marcel the Shell with Shoes On
The Assumption Song
and then I just listened to 90s music.
Monday, February 14, 2011
Happy Singles Awareness Day
I'm lonely this year but at least I'm saving the money I don't have.
UOMe
Because this is better than my sappy poem and I love 90s music so much. Thank you Pandora.
Saturday, February 12, 2011
Not Comin Home
Tell the world I'm not coming home :(. I needed it too. This whole new school/experience feeling has worn off. I'm tired and the whole 19 credits thing has finally caught up. I've certainly had better ideas in my day. And I'm feeling like "I'm Lost in Philadelphia".
This pretty much sums up why I've been feeling so crappy lately:
I just wish I could sleep it off but you end up there too. I want to move on, I've prayed for it just about every night to take these stupid feelings away. I'm so sick of this feeling. It's sooooooooo annoying. I miss going home every weekend. I need an escape cuz I can't delete everything with you in it, I wouldn't have much left not to mention Angie would murder me for ripping down half of her pictures. What's funny is I deleted the first post I wrote today so that you wouldn't read it but whatever... what-er-er. You already know I miss you and if you don't well now you know. "I just hope that you miss me a little when I'm gone." Thanks Drake/pandora for playing that right now, great timing. There aren't enough interesting girls to help distrac me from my thoughts. All my 90s music makes me think of you now, just because you said something. Sigh. What else can I say before I end this? Dreams? I punched you one night and then you went on vacation with us the next. I fell asleep in math since I can't sleep at night and you were there. My long the other day started with one of those dreams, kind of a day ruiner right off the bat so when you texted me you were like the last person I really wanted to talk to. But thanks for trying to cheer me up. And yeah I directed this right at you because it's only you and Jasmine that read this anyways. I'll write someting for you later Jasmine.
Now for something happy :D. Samantha made a moose at build-a-bear today and put Air Force service blues on it. Its name is Ryan. Best. Sisters. Ever.
This pretty much sums up why I've been feeling so crappy lately:
Can’t escape you,
Pictures, thoughts, memories,
Cant get far enough away,
People, moments, time.
Can’t just let go of anything,
-Me (FYI)
I just wish I could sleep it off but you end up there too. I want to move on, I've prayed for it just about every night to take these stupid feelings away. I'm so sick of this feeling. It's sooooooooo annoying. I miss going home every weekend. I need an escape cuz I can't delete everything with you in it, I wouldn't have much left not to mention Angie would murder me for ripping down half of her pictures. What's funny is I deleted the first post I wrote today so that you wouldn't read it but whatever... what-er-er. You already know I miss you and if you don't well now you know. "I just hope that you miss me a little when I'm gone." Thanks Drake/pandora for playing that right now, great timing. There aren't enough interesting girls to help distrac me from my thoughts. All my 90s music makes me think of you now, just because you said something. Sigh. What else can I say before I end this? Dreams? I punched you one night and then you went on vacation with us the next. I fell asleep in math since I can't sleep at night and you were there. My long the other day started with one of those dreams, kind of a day ruiner right off the bat so when you texted me you were like the last person I really wanted to talk to. But thanks for trying to cheer me up. And yeah I directed this right at you because it's only you and Jasmine that read this anyways. I'll write someting for you later Jasmine.
Now for something happy :D. Samantha made a moose at build-a-bear today and put Air Force service blues on it. Its name is Ryan. Best. Sisters. Ever.
Friday, February 11, 2011
Thursday, February 10, 2011
It was time.
Anyone else feel like they were the only person without a blog? Apparently Jazzyijay and I did but now we're part of that circle. Yeah, we gave into peer pressure. So here we go, I'm gonna start laying my whole life down on the Internet for all you yahoos that like to read these things.
To start, I freaking love it here at U of I. With a fellow founding father of the Bro Wall here to guide me through my time and the wondrous Angela to help with all of my fashion, or lack there of, I finally feel like I'm home. I pledged Phi Delta Theta, probably the best fraternity here on campus. It was nice because it seemed like 75% of the people in the house knew who I was before I even walked through the door. To give you perspective that's more people than St. Joes in a whole semester. That's probably partially my fault but we live and learn, right? On that note I do have to say that I miss the people that I did become friends with and it sounds like I actually did make an impact on some of them at least. I kind of feel like an artist that just died and now people are like oh hey his work was actually decent.
Before I end I'd like to give a shout out to all of those in Boise, Caldwell, and of course Philly. None of you will probably see this anytime soon but that's okay. If I could name all of you I would but there's too many.
To start, I freaking love it here at U of I. With a fellow founding father of the Bro Wall here to guide me through my time and the wondrous Angela to help with all of my fashion, or lack there of, I finally feel like I'm home. I pledged Phi Delta Theta, probably the best fraternity here on campus. It was nice because it seemed like 75% of the people in the house knew who I was before I even walked through the door. To give you perspective that's more people than St. Joes in a whole semester. That's probably partially my fault but we live and learn, right? On that note I do have to say that I miss the people that I did become friends with and it sounds like I actually did make an impact on some of them at least. I kind of feel like an artist that just died and now people are like oh hey his work was actually decent.
Before I end I'd like to give a shout out to all of those in Boise, Caldwell, and of course Philly. None of you will probably see this anytime soon but that's okay. If I could name all of you I would but there's too many.
THE HAWK WILL NEVER DIE!
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