i beat guitar hero 2 on expert! i must be very proud of myself.. now onto guitar hero 1..

happy 21st birthday to joseph

what?

so i'm walking out of the dining hall after eating dinner and i see a clear plastic bag with ice in it on the pavement.. there's two people walking behind me... i decide to pick up the clear iced bag and walk a few feet and then attempt to throw it at a tree to break it open and have the ice spill all over.. i miss.. the two people who were walking behind me were like 30 feet away walking towards the tower.. then one of them, who is a gay guy, yells to me: "you shouldn't be littering!".. i yell back "oh, well it was on the floor back there anyway.".. then the gay guy shouts, "yeah well you still shouldn't litter".. i shout back "i'm sorry."... then the girl he's with says "you should pick it up!".. i shout "i would, but it's too far away from me now".. then i proceed to walk into my hall and shrug off the rediculousness of that whole situation.


back to rockland tomorrow night

i deleted my post from last night for some reasons - mainly because i don't want the guy to look up my name (which he has my e-mail) and find the link in my profile and discover that..

i can't wait to be done with this week's school work, it's making me crazy.

i need a break

guitar hero battles over break, with adam's second guitar..

this coming break and summer time: more outdoor activities: frisbee, basketball, etc.

more poker action, i'll start to maintain regular events if i could accumulate the players..

crazy video recordings and pictures..

anything else?

i'm tired, talk to you readers tomorrow

mark's profile reminded me of what i said yesterday..

why are sororities called sororities? they should just call them "get fat together clubs"..


cause really, that's what they are.. if you ask me, girls in sororities fall off faster than girls who aren't in them.. but then again, who am I to talk

i'm real busy today so i don't have any time to post anything significant.. i didn't work on my paper yesterday so i'll be gone most of the day in the library working on it.. i fucking hate how my math teacher sucks, along with 95% of them in the department at albany. it makes my major boring and sucky. but i'm planning on doing greater things than being just a math teacher anyway, so all i need is a diploma and i'll be happy.

my friend is trying to convince me to buy a real guitar, and he would give me free lessons for 2 months, but i dunno, i don't have a significant source of income right now and i need to make the money i have on me last at least 2 more months.. it's a tough decision..

how many bad decisions do you make in one day? what percentage of decisions out of any given day that you make is bad? i mean, we can make hundreds of different decisions in one day.. such as my decision to type in this when i have a quiz in 40 minutes

what i have to do...

ok, so i'm in this class called intro to feminisms. don't ask why i chose it - i registered late and it fulfills my lower level writing intensive gen ed. anyway, the class itself is pretty dumb. basically (for a guy) to do well in the class you have to participate in the discussions, and pretend that you actually believe all of the hippie feminist crap they're teaching you. me being the good student that i am, i'm the one who participates in every class discussion, making the kids laugh with my childish jokes whenever i can. but honestly, half the things i say in that class i don't truly believe. i just have to ACT like i do, and that i actually care about that garbage. ex: (me - "yeah, all men are evil, and if we work together, we can stop the oppression of women."). blah blah blah..

and listen to this.. whenever someone gets offended in class by something in the discussion, that person is supposed to say the "ouch" word out loud - that way everyone knows what's being said might be seen as offensive. like the "facilitator" (which is an undergrad teacher) said that the word "disabled" and the word "third world country" can be seen as offensive, and that we should try not to use them. that's just funny to me. Basically the whole reason why i brought this class up is because we have to write three 18 page journals, and the second one is due on thursday, which i'm not looking forward to writing, but i have to start today...


On another note - i want to start making videos for youtube. i want youtube fame. it seems like it would be so easy to create something funny that would get a lot of hits. you know, something stupid. i'm sure many of my friends collectively can come up with some really stupid stuff. i.e. - scaring people via funny methods.. or how about going to church dressed up as weird characters - like a clown, lumberjack, chef.. basically doing strange stuff in public and getting people's reactions - but not limited to it.. if anyone's interested, let me know.. we could gain fame.

i better get started on that stupid hippie journal.. i'll post tomorrow

welcome to the smooblog

come one, come all. hear ye, hear ye. welcome to the smooblog. i will use the smooblog as an outlet for my pent up ideas, emotions, body parts, etc. there will never be anything informative in this blog. this blog's purpose is to give you an interesting read if you're bored. although, i can't gaurantee everything, or anything i say is interesting. well here goes...

i was entirely too hungover when i woke up this morning. funnelling steel reserves may be disgusting to most, but i just felt that it was necessary to start my night. and if i think it's necessary, then i will do it. there were two 40's of steel reserves, i finished about 1 and 60% of the second one before going out to a house party. i can't remember much about the house party except for about half of it. don't worry, i asked my boy if i said or did anything stupid - he said "no" - which usually isn't the case when i ask the same question to most. heck, i can't remember if i even drank any beers at the party itself. so i guess i was pretty gone.

what else...

today i'm going to the mall to buy things. unfortunately i will have to take a bus. but one day i will be able to afford my own car, and then the takeover begins. now i feel like i'm wasting precious time typing in this blog. so i'll catch yall on the flip side.