So Matt and I are still in the library, waiting for people to answer our becon call. We are looking for people to go party with. He's on the phone right now with Anthony. Anyway, beer and laughs are all we are looking for. Nothing more and differently nothing less. Calgon, take me away!

It's a four day weekend and I have a lot of things to do.

I think I can finish my Masters next semester. But that means I'll have to write a Masters thesis during the summer. Do I really want to do that? Can I do that? The reason I chose to take all the classes I was planning on was because a paper/project wasn't required. Now, if I can get my Masters in the Fall, would that be considered an accomplishment? I don't know. What would I do afterwards? I need to take my GRE but the way people have been talking about that damn thing, I'm starting to think that me taking that test would be pointless. I know that I'd choke and die as soon as I would enter the testing center. I'm upset. I'm depressed.

Matt just told someone on the phone that he worries and cries and cries himself to sleep at night.

So, what happens next? You know, this is the first time I can remember ever being so deep in thought regarding my future. Before, it was like, "what will I do? How will I do it? Who will be my friend?" Now it's, "AAaaaahhhhhh!" Anyway. I'm just being a dumb-ass. This feeling of extreme rejection and loneliness will subside soon. Just remember, it's all worth it at the end. The headeaches, the stress, the sleepless nights, the agonizing disapointments and the glorious feeling of triumph. They are all worth it once you cross that stage. I didn't have a high school graduation, so maybe I'm puting all my eggs in this one barrel, but I would think it's a little more exciting. High School was never as overwhelming as this. I like to think that the bonds I have are stronger than ever, but I fear that reality is pushing them elsewhere. But that's beyond my control. What's in my control is finishing what I have started, before or after my appointed time frame.

Good luck.

Gloria just walked in and said that we scared her because she assumed that no one was in here. She started to tell me about ghosts downstaris and in the back area. Supposedly, people have been seeing Mr. Doherty reading books on the second floor and in the basement. Also, it was a friday when a custodial worker was asked to clean something up by a woman who wasn't really here. Gloria said she looked and looked, but found no woman in the library. Booo-boooo...

Last night was interesting and fun. I got to act like Jimmy Olson and run around the library, taking pictures of the reception. I think out of all the students that had something to do with the host professors, Emily was the only one dressed up. Still, it was fun taking pictures of people. I never knew how controlling it felt. It's like...like I had their grooming process secrets in the palms of my hands. Mua-ha-ha-ha!!!

Anyway, so I think I missed a pic that I SHOULD have gotten. I think the boss man is going to fire me, especially since I'm over in the corner posting when I should be at work. Well, it's not my fault, the boss people are at the desk speaking. I would feel out of place if I was to walk over there and just stand there while they talked about my incompetence.

Tonights the Toga! Toga! Toga! party. Is anyone up for a toga party tonight??

Boss people have dispersed. I should return to the desk.

I actually thought that I was safe from making myself seem a fool today. At the luncheon, well, the lecturer tonight had completely skipped over me and didn't ask me a question or had me answer any of them. So, I sat back and heard what he had to say. Well, I thought I was scott free, then my hollywood, war and film professor stepped up and said, "So, Jesus. What are your plans?" Not to mention that I had just finished kissing professor ass, I panicked! First thing I thought was archaeology and history professor. And that's what I spewed. I had to fight back the erge to make a joke and say, Fire truck. Again, ladies and gentlemen, "It is better to have people think you are an idot, than to speak up and remove all doubt".

When we (Emily, Amanda and I) had just walked into Ahern, well, the bestest Russian professor in the whole wide world (yes, this is me ass kissing again) tried to usher me towards meeting the lecturer, but he was gathering sustinance from the table so I used that as an excuse. I kind of feel bad that I let him down. I'm such an inconsiderate student. I'm bad too. I wish I wasn't so anti-social. I actually found myself wanting to be more like good old Russ. He had no problems communicating today. Where he thrives, I puke.

Have you ever heard a song that made you feel like when you were young and heard it then? I hate it when that happens. The songs that I hear lean over to the depressing side of my life. I think the only songs that I can remember with some kind of light-heartedness is "The Thong Song" and that Mammals song. Spring Break in South Padre. For those of you that are tired of me talking about South Padre Spring BReak, well, it's like my football career if I was Al Bunde. Anyway, that's all I have to say about that.

The only good thing about tonights class is that we had no quiz. Professor said that only at least 6 people actually did their handouts correctly, I not being one of those named. I put no effort into mine but I still feel bad.

I hear a phone vibrate.

Anyway, he decided to tell us today that we have an outline and abstract due for our projects. I actaully didn't know about them. I just wrote an abstract and as soon as he gives me time, I'll write a quick outline and email it to him.

OKay, have to get back to talking about Jackson.

What were you doing a year ago today?

Good question! Well, I was posting in this very blogger. I was on my way to Matamoros for a baptism. Everyone was gone and off on their own excursions. It was actually Spring Break, this time last year. What the...Who the...What intelligent committee came up with having Spring Break a full two weeks before everyone else's? They should give us another week for having to listen to that committee. I'm angry. It's that sensitive feminine mind of mine.

I'm attending a lecture by my own free will. Imagine that! Anyway, it's about de la Pena's diary. I wonder what the speaker will say. I'm actually excited. I'm giddy. I hope I don't pass out. I need coercive alcohol and magical vegetation.

So I'm at work, working as hard as I can, since I enjoy employment. Anyway, I think my hands still smell like gun powder. Maybe I'm just smelling things. So, it's 11pm. Almost time to go home and go to sleep. TUrns out that I actually didn't have to write five papers, only four. Anyway, at least I'm ahead of the game. All I have to do is write two more, and I'm finished.

I can't believe that it's March already. Come APril, I have a wedding to attend. May are graduations and then come June or July, not sure which, I have another wedding in Indiana to go to. It seems that my card is pretty much filled for the next couple of months. Would anyone like to go to Indiana with me? I'm driving up there.

I'm trying to talk my mom into taking a trip to Italy or something. No selfish intent involved. Just because I'd have to carry her luggage and stuff doesn't mean anything. I'd be the dutiful son and escort my mother to Italy and thrive on the fact that she would be experiencing a new and wonderful voyage. Pp-shaa!!! I'm in it for me, baby!!! Hell, what better way to see the sights than someone else picking up the tab. I'm a bad son, oh yeah, and I'm just kidding. I think that a trip to Indiana is the only "voyage" she would take. Well, I may talk her into making a detour towards New York state and seeing Niagra Falls or better yet, stopping off at Gettysburg for a night or two. Still, several months away, I may still talk her into Italy. Wish me luck;)

So I'm at work, working as hard as I can, since I enjoy employment. Anyway, I think my hands still smell like gun powder. Maybe I'm just smelling things. So, it's 11pm. Almost time to go home and go to sleep. TUrns out that I actually didn't have to write five papers, only four. Anyway, at least I'm ahead of the game. All I have to do is write two more, and I'm finished.

I can't believe that it's March already. Come APril, I have a wedding to attend. May are graduations and then come June or July, not sure which, I have another wedding in Indiana to go to. It seems that my card is pretty much filled for the next couple of months. Would anyone like to go to Indiana with me? I'm driving up there.

I'm trying to talk my mom into taking a trip to Italy or something. No selfish intent involved. Just because I'd have to carry her luggage and stuff doesn't mean anything. I'd be the dutiful son and escort my mother to Italy and thrive on the fact that she would be experiencing a new and wonderful voyage. Pp-shaa!!! I'm in it for me, baby!!! Hell, what better way to see the sights than someone else picking up the tab. I'm a bad son, oh yeah, and I'm just kidding. I think that a trip to Indiana is the only "voyage" she would take. Well, I may talk her into making a detour towards New York state and seeing Niagra Falls or better yet, stopping off at Gettysburg for a night or two. Still, several months away, I may still talk her into Italy. Wish me luck;)

Becareful, I'm sensitive.

Your Brain is 66.67% Female, 33.33% Male

Your brain leans female You think with your heart, not your head Sweet and considerate, you are a giver But you're tough enough not to let anyone take advantage of you!

What Gender Is Your Brain?

So, I went to the range today. Haven't been there since last year. Anyway, I'm getting better, you know, closer to the bulls eye. Again, I'm in class and "teach" is talking to a student about Jefferson. Actually, we are all talking about him, this is Great Presidents. Anyway, I feel stupid because I couldn't verbalize what I wanted to say. I had trouble giving insight into my book. I'm dumb. Got to go. Professor has a bewildered look. He's probably wondering what I'm writing when no one is talking. Or maybe he didn't think that I knew how to use something so sophisticated.

I would have agreed with the previous test I took, but this one is WAY off. Anyway, Just thought you should know, if you didn't already.

Your Dominant Intelligence is Linguistic Intelligence

You are excellent with words and language. You explain yourself well. An elegant speaker, you can converse well with anyone on the fly. You are also good at remembering information and convicing someone of your point of view. A master of creative phrasing and unique words, you enjoy expanding your vocabulary. You would make a fantastic poet, journalist, writer, teacher, lawyer, politician, or translator.

What Kind of Intelligence Do You Have?

You Are 15% Left Brained, 85% Right Brained

The left side of your brain controls verbal ability, attention to detail, and reasoning. Left brained people are good at communication and persuading others. If you're left brained, you are likely good at math and logic. Your left brain prefers dogs, reading, and quiet. The right side of your brain is all about creativity and flexibility. Daring and intuitive, right brained people see the world in their unique way. If you're right brained, you likely have a talent for creative writing and art. Your right brain prefers day dreaming, philosophy, and sports.

Are You Right or Left Brained?

Well, no more Spring Break. Didn't do much and got even less done. I'm so behind it freaking hurts. Anyway, Happy Birthday "M". Hope all your wishes come true.

Back to the salt mine for me. I actually thought I had today off. I've had a whole week off when I actually thought I was working. Imagine my delight turned horror when I was told that I didn't have to come in. That's a whole week of no work and a whole week of no pay. So, now I have to make it up.

I'm on campus right now. I have a lot to do, and not enough time to procrastinate. Anyway, bored bacause my midterm is going slow. All this freaking reading is getting annoying. Took time off of studying earlier, meaning a couple of days ago and saw that there was light snow in Russia. Why can't it snow here. I wonder if that would be a good reason not to do this damn midterm.

Researching for movies is a lot more demanding because, well, I don't want to do it.

Well, no one is here. I guess I have no excuse. I'll get back to it.