So, as per usual. I drifted away from blogging and it has been a good 3 months since my last post.
And I really don't want to try and re think and fill you in on all the great happenings of the past 3 months; the stupid class projects for stagecraft, the job I thought I loved and now left, the car getting wrecked another 2 times and etc. So I'll just begin with some recent events.
As the title of the blog foreshadows, I lost my v-card last night. And no, I don't mean the romantic type v-card. Psh, I lost that awhile ago. I lost my concert v-card. Yep, true story. Up until last night i had never been to a legitimate concert. While I've enjoyed most of the music I've heard at NACA and our CAB events, I really don't consider them to be real life concerts. It was a fun time. About 8 of us took a drive out to Omaha to see a group called "Jukebox the ghost". They first saw them when they opened for Ben Fold when he was in Des Moines back in March. They're a fun energetic alternative band and have some pretty interesting songs. So, I'm glad I was able to give my v-card to such a deserving band.
In other news
It's currently May Term and I am ABSOLUTLY loving it! It's been an amazing great time. The weather could be a bit more cooperative and someone needs to twitter mother nature and let her know that she needs to make it nice. But today is a gorgeous day and so I'm happy. We played some mud volleyball earlier and it was great, sloshing around in a big pile of dirt and water.
And there's actually no new boy drama or news. I've been pretty tame and have been doing my best to avoid that whole scene and it is working out for me!
ANNNND you're pry wondering how I did with those new years resolutions I talked about in my last post.
HAHA, well obvi I have failed at blogging regularly. But I've actually done a somewhat decent job on the J&S gossip front. I bitch and gossip about them on ocassion, when good shit comes up. BUT for the most part I've taken the "eh you bore me" approach. AND I have definitally failed at the working out thing and am beginning to accept that working out will probably be something I will always fail at. At first the issue was I didn't have the time, but now it's May Term and I definitally have the time. I'm just lacking the will. BUT I still want to attempt at some point, we'll just see when that actually occurs.
Anyway. We'll stop there. hpefully, and know I've said this a million times. But I can get back into blogging and such.we'll see.
Saturday, May 2, 2009
Sunday, January 11, 2009
Your rejection is a compliment
It's been a little over a month since my flirtatious relationship with "The Real World" has ended. When they decided that they had no more interest in me and like every guy I have ever attempted to date, they simply stopped calling.
I was surprised at how well I actually took the rejection, maybe it's because I've gotten accustomed to it or because I had a feeling that it was going to end and they weren't going to call. I'm surprised that I "handled" the rejection as well as I did though. Before it actually happened, I figured I'd be stressed and pissed over it for a few days. Cry a bit. Hate life. Hate MTV and be my normal DQ self. BUT I actually wasn't. It was more of "eh, oh well". I think that some friends took it harder than I did. When broke the news to a few people they made excuses for me. saying maybe they didn't call yet because of the thanksgiving holiday or that I still had a week. But no. They just didn't want me. And I'm fine with that.
For starters, it means I'm not 100% fucked up. You look at some of the seasons and you think "HOLY COW" who are these people. They have issues etc. etc. You know that the casting directors love those people and if I would have made it any farther it would imply that I was actually one of them. Semi's was a good place to end up. It means I am interesting, I have a bit of drama in my life and they saw something interesting. But they got bored because I wasn't a complete basketcase, and I can live with that.
Even though it would have been amazing to take a semester of school and get paid to live in a sweet house and drink all the time. There's plenty back here at Simpson that I can now look forward to. The biggest probably being NACA in February. Plus things were going awesome with the house and it would have sucked to leave when I had actually been around for a semester.
BUT I'm not giving up on the RW yet. I think I was a little too nice with my interviews and tapes. They asked to see some different sides of me and I only showed them the good sides. I barely scraped the edge when it comes to things people shouldn't know about me. Like how needy and jealous I get. How possesive I can be. My irritation for idiots and I could continue. So I think my next audition tape will be an angry rant at them. PLUS I now know what things I should milk a little more. Even though I don't really give a shit that I've never seen my real dad. I can pretend for them that I do. That it eats me up on the inside that I've never met the man who gave me life. That's the stuff they want to hear.
So, while I'm complimented that I'm not a total basket case. I kinda want to be one. Lets get real. I'm still an attention whore who's current life goal is to get on reality tv.
I was surprised at how well I actually took the rejection, maybe it's because I've gotten accustomed to it or because I had a feeling that it was going to end and they weren't going to call. I'm surprised that I "handled" the rejection as well as I did though. Before it actually happened, I figured I'd be stressed and pissed over it for a few days. Cry a bit. Hate life. Hate MTV and be my normal DQ self. BUT I actually wasn't. It was more of "eh, oh well". I think that some friends took it harder than I did. When broke the news to a few people they made excuses for me. saying maybe they didn't call yet because of the thanksgiving holiday or that I still had a week. But no. They just didn't want me. And I'm fine with that.
For starters, it means I'm not 100% fucked up. You look at some of the seasons and you think "HOLY COW" who are these people. They have issues etc. etc. You know that the casting directors love those people and if I would have made it any farther it would imply that I was actually one of them. Semi's was a good place to end up. It means I am interesting, I have a bit of drama in my life and they saw something interesting. But they got bored because I wasn't a complete basketcase, and I can live with that.
Even though it would have been amazing to take a semester of school and get paid to live in a sweet house and drink all the time. There's plenty back here at Simpson that I can now look forward to. The biggest probably being NACA in February. Plus things were going awesome with the house and it would have sucked to leave when I had actually been around for a semester.
BUT I'm not giving up on the RW yet. I think I was a little too nice with my interviews and tapes. They asked to see some different sides of me and I only showed them the good sides. I barely scraped the edge when it comes to things people shouldn't know about me. Like how needy and jealous I get. How possesive I can be. My irritation for idiots and I could continue. So I think my next audition tape will be an angry rant at them. PLUS I now know what things I should milk a little more. Even though I don't really give a shit that I've never seen my real dad. I can pretend for them that I do. That it eats me up on the inside that I've never met the man who gave me life. That's the stuff they want to hear.
So, while I'm complimented that I'm not a total basket case. I kinda want to be one. Lets get real. I'm still an attention whore who's current life goal is to get on reality tv.
Saturday, January 3, 2009
It's That Time Again
HAPPY NEW YEAR!...well, okay 3 days late...but we're close.
Now's that time of year again. Where everyone dreams big and sets goals to change for the better-- lose weight, stop smoking, eat healty etc. And we all keep up with these goals for 2 or 3 weeks,before falling back into the swing of the same routine last year and disappointing ourselves once again and saying "I'll just do it next year."
Generally, I don't make "New Year's Resolutions", for one, I've never really found anything in my life that I was motivated enough to change and 2) and I knew that I would be like a majority of people and forget I even made the resolution and go back to my same ol same ol rountine.
WELL, this year I have made a few resolutions, 4 to be precise and I would actually like to follow through with them.
Resolution 1- Quit talking/gossiping/hating and drama-tizing about "you know who's"
Pretty much anyone who is somewhat of a friend of mine should know that I have a particular distaste.....well..okay...HATE for two certain individuals. Two people are who literally crazy,fat,annoying,stupid...oh shit..wait..i'm not supposed to be saying that......well anyway. Anyone who knows me can tell you that I have drama stories about these two out the wazoo. Everyday they've done something new to piss me off or I've heard something new about them that I spread like wildfire within 5 minutes of hearing about it. I'm not even going to get into why I hate them or how one stabbed me in the back as a BFF and the other is a complete dumbass conference assistant. BUT I'm done. I waste way too much of my breath talking about these two for no reason. 99.9% of the people who know who they are agree with my feelings, only probably not quite as strongly and so there's no point in complaining. From now on I'm brushing off their drama and no longer speaking of them. It'll save my breath, save me alot of stress and give my roomate a rest from hearing me bitch about them. Besides, I believe in karma and I heard hate doesn't do a body good.
Resolution 2-Eat Healty
I admit this is a pretty general one. Everyone always attempts to lose weight or eat healthy in the New Year, but I need to join in. If you actually saw my diet you would wonder how I'm not the size of blimp by this point....it's a called a great metabolism. BUT I'm going to give my metabolism a rest, so I can save it and use it when I'm 40 and just start eating healty and maybe attempting to exercise. I'm not going to be stupid, there's no way in hell I'm going to go all gung ho with it and completely remove all junk food from my life....that would never happen. Especially when you have Sally as a cook. I'm just going to work on making better decisions as to what I eat at 1am when I'm doing homework (which is actually probably to simply not eat) and also attempt to run at least twice a week. Then maybe, I could get my long lost ab section back AND not get winded when walking up to Hawley.
Resolution 3-Be on time to things.
I am nitorious for being late. Especially to work. The managers and I at the GAP actually joke about my punctuality and they've learned to not expect me at my scheduled time but five minutes later is good. Well, I need to stop that. If I actually want a good recommendation, where they can tell my future boss I'm actually on time, I should probably start doing it. Besides, it would save me the stress I get when speeding to work and it might cut down on my road rage. Specially since when I grow up I will need to be on time to work.
Resolution 4- Blog once a week.
There's so many times I think about something I could blog about,then I forget or don't and the next thing you know, it's been 2 months and I haven't touched my blog. Blogging helps me sort my mind out, allows me to vent AND gives you something good to read. Plus, if I decide to someday pursue journalism more or reality television it should help.
So, those are it. The big 4 for the year. I didn't get crazy ridiculous with my goals. I didn't set my sights too high. Like me quitting being such a procrastinator, or doing my homework or quit being gay. We knew all those would be impossible. So I stuck with things I can actually do. We'll see how it goes.
Now's that time of year again. Where everyone dreams big and sets goals to change for the better-- lose weight, stop smoking, eat healty etc. And we all keep up with these goals for 2 or 3 weeks,before falling back into the swing of the same routine last year and disappointing ourselves once again and saying "I'll just do it next year."
Generally, I don't make "New Year's Resolutions", for one, I've never really found anything in my life that I was motivated enough to change and 2) and I knew that I would be like a majority of people and forget I even made the resolution and go back to my same ol same ol rountine.
WELL, this year I have made a few resolutions, 4 to be precise and I would actually like to follow through with them.
Resolution 1- Quit talking/gossiping/hating and drama-tizing about "you know who's"
Pretty much anyone who is somewhat of a friend of mine should know that I have a particular distaste.....well..okay...HATE for two certain individuals. Two people are who literally crazy,fat,annoying,stupid...oh shit..wait..i'm not supposed to be saying that......well anyway. Anyone who knows me can tell you that I have drama stories about these two out the wazoo. Everyday they've done something new to piss me off or I've heard something new about them that I spread like wildfire within 5 minutes of hearing about it. I'm not even going to get into why I hate them or how one stabbed me in the back as a BFF and the other is a complete dumbass conference assistant. BUT I'm done. I waste way too much of my breath talking about these two for no reason. 99.9% of the people who know who they are agree with my feelings, only probably not quite as strongly and so there's no point in complaining. From now on I'm brushing off their drama and no longer speaking of them. It'll save my breath, save me alot of stress and give my roomate a rest from hearing me bitch about them. Besides, I believe in karma and I heard hate doesn't do a body good.
Resolution 2-Eat Healty
I admit this is a pretty general one. Everyone always attempts to lose weight or eat healthy in the New Year, but I need to join in. If you actually saw my diet you would wonder how I'm not the size of blimp by this point....it's a called a great metabolism. BUT I'm going to give my metabolism a rest, so I can save it and use it when I'm 40 and just start eating healty and maybe attempting to exercise. I'm not going to be stupid, there's no way in hell I'm going to go all gung ho with it and completely remove all junk food from my life....that would never happen. Especially when you have Sally as a cook. I'm just going to work on making better decisions as to what I eat at 1am when I'm doing homework (which is actually probably to simply not eat) and also attempt to run at least twice a week. Then maybe, I could get my long lost ab section back AND not get winded when walking up to Hawley.
Resolution 3-Be on time to things.
I am nitorious for being late. Especially to work. The managers and I at the GAP actually joke about my punctuality and they've learned to not expect me at my scheduled time but five minutes later is good. Well, I need to stop that. If I actually want a good recommendation, where they can tell my future boss I'm actually on time, I should probably start doing it. Besides, it would save me the stress I get when speeding to work and it might cut down on my road rage. Specially since when I grow up I will need to be on time to work.
Resolution 4- Blog once a week.
There's so many times I think about something I could blog about,then I forget or don't and the next thing you know, it's been 2 months and I haven't touched my blog. Blogging helps me sort my mind out, allows me to vent AND gives you something good to read. Plus, if I decide to someday pursue journalism more or reality television it should help.
So, those are it. The big 4 for the year. I didn't get crazy ridiculous with my goals. I didn't set my sights too high. Like me quitting being such a procrastinator, or doing my homework or quit being gay. We knew all those would be impossible. So I stuck with things I can actually do. We'll see how it goes.
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
I'm 21......now what?
In less than 12 hours I will officially be 21 years old! I've been more excited this last week than a 5 year old waiting for Christmas.
However, a sudden and disappointing thought hit me the other day, while I shared my excitement with co-workers; as I diligently folded clothes at unamed mass production retailer............I have no more exciting birthdays left ;(
If you think about it, during childhood and the early years every birthday is exciting. It means getting to bring treats to school, mom and dad letting you do what you want and cards and money from all your relatives. As you progress into your teen years these tends continue; with maybe the exception of treats at school, but you're birthday's are more "rewarding". On your 14th birthday you get your permit, your 16th you get your license. On your 17th birthday you can attend rated "R" movies on your own and at the ripe seemingly old age at the time of 18--you are an adult and get to vote,buy tobacco products and go to the strip club. And last but not least the big 2-1, where I no longer have to pay hobo's on the street to buy my booze. Where I can gamble and even rent a car....but now what?
From this point forward there are no more exciting birthdays. There's no more magical doors that open. From now own, I just get older and older and older. Seriously, no one I can think of looks forward to their 30th or 40th birthday. In college world, once you hit 22 or 23 in some cases, people start calling you old balls. None of these sound too fun.
And if you look at the bigger picture, outside of just aging, things don't get much brighter.
Currently, I have a dwindling economy to look forward to...which is great, seeing as in a year and a half I'm graduating from a private institution with an expected $30grand in debt. And companies seem to laying off,rather than hiring...my prospects at paying off that debt in a quick and timely fashion, while also still affording life necesseities, like food,booze and clothes..doesn't seem too likely.
As we know, romance has tended to suck for Drew and with an increasing divorce rate currently at 50%, combined with laws like "Prop 8" my chances at not only finding love to begin with,but actually getting married if it does happen don't look too bright either.
And then there is the growing up thing. Having to live on my own. In my own apartment. Where I pay montly bills like utilities,rent, and health insurance. I don't know how to do that. Right now I pay my beginning of the year bill for Simpson and I'm set to go and when car insurance is due Dad calls and reminds me. I'm the worlds best procastinator with an added case of ADD how does someone expect me to remember to pay my rent,ultities,health insurance etc. on time. When I forget to pay dues for SAE when I'm still reminded weekly?
Plus there's cooking for myself! I've lived in SAE this last week and since no one's around there's no food and I've been lost. It's either been fast food or top ramen, and once when I felt fancy and bold I made spaghetti. I don't remember how to grocery shop for healthy things or cook. For the first 18 years of my life mom took care of that and I just had to open the refridgerator and things were there. Now, it's pretty much the same only its our steward or Sally buying the stuff and I can choose what I want. I don't know if I can handle having to fend for myself .
So, I'm almost 21...YAY!? But now I have to start thinking about being a grownup,getting a job, and taking care of myself? I don't know if it's worth it....but hey... I guess I can now just drink my problems away...
However, a sudden and disappointing thought hit me the other day, while I shared my excitement with co-workers; as I diligently folded clothes at unamed mass production retailer............I have no more exciting birthdays left ;(
If you think about it, during childhood and the early years every birthday is exciting. It means getting to bring treats to school, mom and dad letting you do what you want and cards and money from all your relatives. As you progress into your teen years these tends continue; with maybe the exception of treats at school, but you're birthday's are more "rewarding". On your 14th birthday you get your permit, your 16th you get your license. On your 17th birthday you can attend rated "R" movies on your own and at the ripe seemingly old age at the time of 18--you are an adult and get to vote,buy tobacco products and go to the strip club. And last but not least the big 2-1, where I no longer have to pay hobo's on the street to buy my booze. Where I can gamble and even rent a car....but now what?
From this point forward there are no more exciting birthdays. There's no more magical doors that open. From now own, I just get older and older and older. Seriously, no one I can think of looks forward to their 30th or 40th birthday. In college world, once you hit 22 or 23 in some cases, people start calling you old balls. None of these sound too fun.
And if you look at the bigger picture, outside of just aging, things don't get much brighter.
Currently, I have a dwindling economy to look forward to...which is great, seeing as in a year and a half I'm graduating from a private institution with an expected $30grand in debt. And companies seem to laying off,rather than hiring...my prospects at paying off that debt in a quick and timely fashion, while also still affording life necesseities, like food,booze and clothes..doesn't seem too likely.
As we know, romance has tended to suck for Drew and with an increasing divorce rate currently at 50%, combined with laws like "Prop 8" my chances at not only finding love to begin with,but actually getting married if it does happen don't look too bright either.
And then there is the growing up thing. Having to live on my own. In my own apartment. Where I pay montly bills like utilities,rent, and health insurance. I don't know how to do that. Right now I pay my beginning of the year bill for Simpson and I'm set to go and when car insurance is due Dad calls and reminds me. I'm the worlds best procastinator with an added case of ADD how does someone expect me to remember to pay my rent,ultities,health insurance etc. on time. When I forget to pay dues for SAE when I'm still reminded weekly?
Plus there's cooking for myself! I've lived in SAE this last week and since no one's around there's no food and I've been lost. It's either been fast food or top ramen, and once when I felt fancy and bold I made spaghetti. I don't remember how to grocery shop for healthy things or cook. For the first 18 years of my life mom took care of that and I just had to open the refridgerator and things were there. Now, it's pretty much the same only its our steward or Sally buying the stuff and I can choose what I want. I don't know if I can handle having to fend for myself .
So, I'm almost 21...YAY!? But now I have to start thinking about being a grownup,getting a job, and taking care of myself? I don't know if it's worth it....but hey... I guess I can now just drink my problems away...
Sunday, December 7, 2008
SIMP WRITINGS
Some of my latest Simpsonian work:
Op-Ed on Beauty Pageants
http://media.www.thesimpsonian.com/media/storage/paper1080/news/2008/12/04/Perspectives/Its-Way.More.Than.A.Beauty.Pageant-3567984.shtml?reffeature=popuarstoriestab
he said/she said's
http://media.www.thesimpsonian.com/media/storage/paper1080/news/2008/11/20/Flipside/He.Said.she.Said-3552841.shtml
http://media.www.thesimpsonian.com/media/storage/paper1080/news/2008/11/06/Flipside/He.Said.she.Said-3527027.shtml
http://media.www.thesimpsonian.com/media/storage/paper1080/news/2008/10/23/Flipside/He.Said.she.Said-3500176.shtml
The Tragic Part of My Life is that it Isn't
http://media.www.thesimpsonian.com/media/storage/paper1080/news/2008/11/13/Perspectives/True-Life.I.Have.Nothing.To.Complain.About-3539386.shtml
20 year old can smoke and die for Country
http://media.www.thesimpsonian.com/media/storage/paper1080/news/2008/09/25/Perspectives/TwentyYearOld.Can.Smoke.Drink.Die.For.Country-3451485.shtml
Op-Ed on Beauty Pageants
http://media.www.thesimpsonian.com/media/storage/paper1080/news/2008/12/04/Perspectives/Its-Way.More.Than.A.Beauty.Pageant-3567984.shtml?reffeature=popuarstoriestab
he said/she said's
http://media.www.thesimpsonian.com/media/storage/paper1080/news/2008/11/20/Flipside/He.Said.she.Said-3552841.shtml
http://media.www.thesimpsonian.com/media/storage/paper1080/news/2008/11/06/Flipside/He.Said.she.Said-3527027.shtml
http://media.www.thesimpsonian.com/media/storage/paper1080/news/2008/10/23/Flipside/He.Said.she.Said-3500176.shtml
The Tragic Part of My Life is that it Isn't
http://media.www.thesimpsonian.com/media/storage/paper1080/news/2008/11/13/Perspectives/True-Life.I.Have.Nothing.To.Complain.About-3539386.shtml
20 year old can smoke and die for Country
http://media.www.thesimpsonian.com/media/storage/paper1080/news/2008/09/25/Perspectives/TwentyYearOld.Can.Smoke.Drink.Die.For.Country-3451485.shtml
Really Drew....Really?
So, I officially suck at even half way attempting to keep up on the blog thing.
But whatever, I'm over it. But seeing thus, this post is a little bit of this a little bit of that etc.
It's hard to believe a semester is already over though. I only have a semester before I'm a senior and I am not at all excited. I refuse to grow up. Seriously, I know how clue to take care of myself. I still have meals cooked for me, I don't worry about rent or utilities and I definitally don't have a stupid 40 hour a week job. PLUS I don't like the idea of getting old. I have no clue what I'm going to do when I have a 8-5 and then im done for the day. Drew doesn't work that way!
Whatever.
Anyway. I'm stuck in a bit of a conondrum--sort of. I'm falling back into that state of mind which thinks I should try dating again.....which is stupid. Dating sucks. I stress out over it and it's no fun at all actually. Seriously. I think "okay, sure I'll go on a date with you" and then the day of I'm kicking myself in the ass wondering why I did. What do I wear? Where are we going? What if it's really awkward? What do I do if I don't like him and don't want to talk to him ever again? PLUS there's the times I end of having an attracting we hang out some more. I start think something will happen and then he decides he wants to be friends. THEN I get pissed at myself for being an idiot. It's just a lame game and I hate it. BUT for some reason, some part of my brain is trying to trick me into thinking its a good idea. And another part is kicking that part saying DON'T be stupid and then yet another part is saying, just do it and shutup. SO yea. And it's not like there's any potentials right now anyway. Last night was the first time I had been out in forever and I didn't talk to anyone besides people I already knew. I think it's the stupid Christmas season and thinking about presents and stupid movies like "Love Actually" and crap.
HOWEVER, I actually am excited for Christmas this year! Usually I'm the BAH HUMBUG type. But not this year. I'm excited! I like the decorations and the songs...for the most part. The songs get annoying when you work an 8 hour shift at the GAP and hear 5 different remixes of Jingle Bells. The snow hasn't even pissed me off yet, which is a huge thing. I still need to do the shopping thing though, but i know what I"m getting. It's just a matter of buying it.
HUGE NEWS: I turn 21 in precisly 11 days! And while I am completly stoaked, I also see the potentional for this becoming a really bad idea! I'm broke enough as it is. But now with my ability to go out/buy alcohol at my own disposal, things could get bad.....or awesome :) And I know that makes me sound like a complete alocholic. BUT I firmly believe that it is not possible to be an alcoholic in college :D
Umm..I'm sure there's other things that are new. However, I need to quit blogging and start studying for my final I have at 8am tomorrow!
But whatever, I'm over it. But seeing thus, this post is a little bit of this a little bit of that etc.
It's hard to believe a semester is already over though. I only have a semester before I'm a senior and I am not at all excited. I refuse to grow up. Seriously, I know how clue to take care of myself. I still have meals cooked for me, I don't worry about rent or utilities and I definitally don't have a stupid 40 hour a week job. PLUS I don't like the idea of getting old. I have no clue what I'm going to do when I have a 8-5 and then im done for the day. Drew doesn't work that way!
Whatever.
Anyway. I'm stuck in a bit of a conondrum--sort of. I'm falling back into that state of mind which thinks I should try dating again.....which is stupid. Dating sucks. I stress out over it and it's no fun at all actually. Seriously. I think "okay, sure I'll go on a date with you" and then the day of I'm kicking myself in the ass wondering why I did. What do I wear? Where are we going? What if it's really awkward? What do I do if I don't like him and don't want to talk to him ever again? PLUS there's the times I end of having an attracting we hang out some more. I start think something will happen and then he decides he wants to be friends. THEN I get pissed at myself for being an idiot. It's just a lame game and I hate it. BUT for some reason, some part of my brain is trying to trick me into thinking its a good idea. And another part is kicking that part saying DON'T be stupid and then yet another part is saying, just do it and shutup. SO yea. And it's not like there's any potentials right now anyway. Last night was the first time I had been out in forever and I didn't talk to anyone besides people I already knew. I think it's the stupid Christmas season and thinking about presents and stupid movies like "Love Actually" and crap.
HOWEVER, I actually am excited for Christmas this year! Usually I'm the BAH HUMBUG type. But not this year. I'm excited! I like the decorations and the songs...for the most part. The songs get annoying when you work an 8 hour shift at the GAP and hear 5 different remixes of Jingle Bells. The snow hasn't even pissed me off yet, which is a huge thing. I still need to do the shopping thing though, but i know what I"m getting. It's just a matter of buying it.
HUGE NEWS: I turn 21 in precisly 11 days! And while I am completly stoaked, I also see the potentional for this becoming a really bad idea! I'm broke enough as it is. But now with my ability to go out/buy alcohol at my own disposal, things could get bad.....or awesome :) And I know that makes me sound like a complete alocholic. BUT I firmly believe that it is not possible to be an alcoholic in college :D
Umm..I'm sure there's other things that are new. However, I need to quit blogging and start studying for my final I have at 8am tomorrow!
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
My most recent editorial
Being gay means more than just loving guys - Perspectives
This article has actually gotten alot of positive feedback, which always makes me feel good.
However, I was kinda disappointed no one had any negative anti-gay-esque comments to leave on the on-line version. Maybe society really is changing.
I have to laugh though. My picture for the article probably couldn't get any gayer :S.
haha..o-well
Happy Reading!
This article has actually gotten alot of positive feedback, which always makes me feel good.
However, I was kinda disappointed no one had any negative anti-gay-esque comments to leave on the on-line version. Maybe society really is changing.
I have to laugh though. My picture for the article probably couldn't get any gayer :S.
haha..o-well
Happy Reading!
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