Surfing
Yesterday I visited
Mileah's blog. She mentioned a few different blogs. I haven't gotten to all of them yet but one of them was this
guy, Moja_vera. He's a US soldier who is posted in baghdad. I always find it interesting to see what people are thinking and he's even more interesting because he's reporting first hand from a place that concerns most people in the world. He also has a
fotopage and posts random pictures from his day.
From Moja_vera's page I got to
this page. River suggests that we all do a
Google search for "Weapons of mass destruction." Click the "I'm feeling lucky button." I hope you find it as amusing as I did.
Fan of country music? Probably not. Even people who like country music are embarrassed to say so now days. Anyway that's not really the point.
Have you ever heard that song "Love bug" by George Jones? I have. It's a lie.
"Oh that a little bitty teeny weeny thing called the love bug
Nobody's ever seen it but it's got the whole world shook up
It all started with a little bitty kiss and a hug
It's a little bitty teeny weeny thing called the love bug"
Do you know how I know it's a lie? 'Cause I've seen a lovebug before. Twice a year they swarm. They like to congregate outside my front door. There are so many of them that driving down the road begins to sound like a machine gun firing range. About the only people they shake up are all the car owners out there who learn that if you don't clean their dead little bodies off your car their guts eat away at your paint job. Their name is quite fitting if you ask me, but it isn't because they kiss or hug, if you know what I mean.
Get the Love part yet?
Well my first week of classes at CFCC is officially over. No class tomorrow. I'm glad it has started, well, sorta. The sooner I start the sooner we can get this over with. I am glad the first week is over, hopefully I won't have to listen to another professor say "you're in college now." Yes, yes, I remember in highschool they used to try to scare us by saying when you get to college it's a whole different world. There is no one to remind you that you are responsible for yourself, and for getting your own work done. No ones going to tell you what to study for or how to do it. That's BS, at least if you go to CFCC, if I never have to hear those words again it will be too soon. It's understandable given the fact that students go there because they aren't ready for University yet. It's even more understandable because it's the Lecanto campus, which is much smaller and much more isolated (I suppose that's the best word for it).
All in all I'm happy with my classes, I only have three. The only thing I don't like is that my anatomy teacher teaches off the slides that came with the book, so we end up doing this marathon of slides with cross-sections we could see in the book, I would rather we actually went over things in class rather than have a 3 hour review session of the first chapter over and over. I suppose though that I really should wait it out for a few more classes before I cast judgement.
Okay that's a big enough dose of my boring life for now.
Saturday was Jenn's birthday and Jenn's parents invited me over to their house for a clam bake. I'd never been to one before so it was interesting. I had my first maine lobster, it was excellent, as was all of the food. Both of her parents make excellent clam chowder. We all had a good time. They ordered from thelobsterguy.com so maybe some day I will put together a clam bake, it really was fun. The only thing is that it's pretty expensive but for a special occasion I think it would be fun.
While I was there her brother called. He is in the army. Somewhere in Iraq or one of those places. He was lucky enough to get R&R on her birthday so that he could call. It doesn't sound like things are going too well over there. Her father told me that the heat over there has messed up his system so now whenever the temp goes below 90 degrees he has to go put on a sweater. While she was on the phone she found out that they are only getting 3 bottles of water a day. That's not even the recommended amount of water for a normal person. These are guys who are living in 120 degree weather. I can't imagine what we're thinking keeping them over there and not even providing basic supplies. Aparently we've already lost a few people to heat-stoke. I know it would be hard for us to back out of this now, but really it's time to wrap things up.
Begin political rambling
My effective speaking professor said the other day something about 51% of the US population now says that they would not vote for Bush again. This almost sounds like good news until you realise that there isn't a good candidate against him. We have just over a year until election. They should be well into campaigning. And yet nothing has begun yet. Where the hell is the democratic party. Get it together guys. Pick one decent candidate, back him, get him elected, and lets put the country back together. Let's worry about the or own countrymen and the danger they are in, let's pull ourselves back out of this national debt (a debt which we didn't have four years ago, and which could have been prevented). Let us worry about something other than the fact that our friends, brothers, sisters, mothers, fathers, etc... are dying from simple dehydration. Let us again worry about how Bush is going to threaten the environment by drilling in Alaska and the gulf. Let's focus again on Enron and the energy crisis that we conveniently forgot about. Let us end this war quickly, let's give the iraqi's back their country so that they as a people can run it, let's stop chasing Saddam until we are sure whether he is dead or not.. Let us worry about ourselves again. The world seems to prefer it when we are self-involved, and we seem to do better when that is the case.
"Whale Flatulence Captured in Photo"
Did anyone notice how interesting the articles on
MSN were today?
"SAT scores for class of 2003 best in years" was about the only thing that I considered to be anywhere near news-worthy. I mean, come on
"How to woo over e-mail" is pretty far down my list of must reads. What is the world coming to when even though we are at "war" we can't come up with anything to report on.
Of course, I did look at the whale flatulence picture.
I was looking for something in our computer's history today and stumbled upon these interesting thingys.
Look out Bush, here I come! And apparently I will be able to buy my way out of death (with that much money I'm sure I could buy my way out of anything) because I don't die until much later.
Hey if I gotta die, it might as well be for a kick-ass reason like that.
Try them for yourself, they're fun.
You know what is funny? My sister thinks that because she closed her bedroom door no one can smell the cigarette smoke.
So, it's been a while since I posted anything of worth. I've been lazy, and I hate this chair. Let me fill you in on what's been going on. I talked to FAMU, I'm not getting in. Actually that's not completely true
yet. I'm on the wait list. They will let me know if a space opens otherwise I'm SOL. No they didn't send me a letter telling me this, I had to call them and bug them until they got tired of giving me the run around. Shouldn't I have recieved a letter saying: blah blah blah, we're sorry you probably won't get in but we'll keep you in mind in case some nut decides they would rather work at McDonald's? I suppose the good news is that I still haven't recieved a rejection letter. Of course when the guy told me that I "was not going to be invited for an interview," I asked him why. Basically he said I should have went to community college. He also said he would have liked to have seen me take a heavier course load, and to have been premed, and it would have helped if I had worked in the field. I would like to point out that more than one semester I took only one credit hour short of the maximum allowed, sorry there just aren't that many one credit classes that seemed worth my time. I was premed retard and if you had been looking at my transcripts like you said you were you would see that (Of course I told him this and he just kept going). No, I didn't work in the field, I had a wonderful job, on campus, that worked with my schedule and payed more than I could ever hope to make in a pharmacy. And finally I resent the fact that I am being tossed aside because I choose to get a higher caliber education than I could have recieved at community college, and I can't believe you would even suggest it! Shouldn't your goal be to produce the best pharmacists not to get the most people out of the university system as quickly as possible?
Damnit!
So what am I doing now. Well, I am waiting for my transcripts to be received by the local community college so that I can take some classes. I'm taking his advice--I'm going to community college. Of course, there is the ever present conspiracy, against me. When I was in high school I took a dual enrollment class, I got an A. But if my transcripts don't arrive then I can't register for classes--Do you know why? Because I haven't taken a reading placement test in the last two years. They are afraid I have forgotten how to read.
A while back I put up a poll asking what people thought I should do if I didn't get into pharmacy school, I got two votes. A baker and an advice columnist. I can't find anyone to pay me to bake, so send me your problems and I will give you some advice, I need a start guys. Make something up if you have to.
