| Start in NY |
[Oct. 20th, 2010|10:49 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  good | ] |
Life has taken an interesting turn recently. Well, a couple of them. Last winter, when applying to schools to transfer to from my community college, I applied to Columbia University School of General Studies. It's really obscure so in a nutshell, it was a college started back in the 40's by Columbia University to deal with all the GI's who didn't quite fit the mold of a normal 18 year old freshman. Now it caters to degree-seeking nontraditional students. You take the same classes and have (for the most part) the same core curriculum. I applied hopefully but mainly just for the hell of it. Got waitlisted and settled on University of Houston and the free rent that living back at home offered. Well, two and a half weeks before school started, I got a letter that said I got in. Super excited, a little pissed off, and really confused.
Most of that has settled now. NY freakin rocks. Like, every day I walk past the cathedral of St John the Divine
and see crazy hipsters walking next to those who are uber-fashionable. It's great!
Anne and I broke up, and that's a bummer, but better now than after a wedding and three kids, I guess. We're still friends and are pretty good at being each other's rock, even though we're not dating anymore. I like that.
Oh, and Emily rocks! She came up and hung out last weekend. Went to some dive bars and semi-dive bars. Got offered coke by a homeless guy. Learned that punching bags in bars lead to the ultimate big-dick-competition possible. More importantly though, I think the NY trip helped bring what had been a psuedo friendship up to full friendship status. So yay for having another good friend.
Upcoming potential news:
Oct 30: really want to go to the DC Rally to Help Restore Sanity
Oct 31: costume is solidified. I'll be the gold-chin guy from the Bad Romance video. Holla!
Nov 2: Alexis is coming up to visit and do all sorts of crazy shenanigans with me. :) Don't think I'll be able to contain that one in a single post.
Nov Thanksgiving: Parents are flying up to visit and see NY for the first time. I haven't even seen much of the city yet so I'm gonna be a crappy tour guide, but there's time to prepare. |
|
|
| Wow, I don't like this |
[Dec. 12th, 2006|12:45 am] |
Scumbag- ENFP
53% Extraversion, 86% Intuition, 26% Thinking, 46% Judging |
I have a feeling you're not going to like this much. Do I care? No. How do I know? It's because you hate criticism. You love to be loved and you'll do anything to be accepted.
Unfortunately for you, I can see right through your insincere compliments and over-the-top greetings. No matter what you do, I'll always hate you for what you are. An arrogant, unstable, overly enthusiastic scumbag.
I bet you're pretty proud of your accomplishments, huh? You seem to achieve at whatever you put your little mind too. Trust me. Nobody likes the person who is good at everything. NOBODY LIKES YOU.
This might also have something to do with the fact that you're a cheating machine. You're just not the type of person to make long-term commitments. You enjoy seeing "what could be", rather than being satisfied with "what is." This, of course, means you often leave others in the dust while you seek out another lover.
Well, at least you're not the one left in the dust.
Unfortunately, when you're the one lying in the gutter with a bloody knife in your back, you might think differently.
*****************
If you want to learn more about your personality type in a slightly less negative way, check out this.
*****************
The other personality types are as follows...
Loner - Introverted Sensing Feeling Perceiving
Pushover - Introverted Sensing Feeling Judging
Criminal - Introverted Sensing Thinking Perceiving
Borefest - Introverted Sensing Thinking Judging
Almost Perfect - Introverted iNtuitive Feeling Perceiving
Freak - Introverted iNtuitive Feeling Judging
Loser - Introverted iNtuitive Thinking Perceiving
Crackpot - Introverted iNtuitive Thinking Judging
Clown - Extraverted Sensing Feeling Perceiving
Sap - Extraverted Sensing Feeling Judging
Commander - Extraverted Sensing Thinking Perceiving
Do Gooder - Extraverted Sensing Thinking Judging
Busybody - Extraverted iNtuitive Feeling Judging
Prick - Extraverted iNtuitive Thinking Perceiving
Dictator - Extraverted iNtuitive Thinking Judging
|
 |
My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:
|
You scored higher than 99% on Extraversion |
|
You scored higher than 99% on Intuition |
|
You scored higher than 99% on Thinking |
|
You scored higher than 99% on Judging |
| |
|
|
| woot for another entry |
[Sep. 20th, 2005|02:52 am] |
| [ | mood |
| |  jubilant | ] |
| [ | music |
| | phones ringing (at 3AM?) | ] |
(ok, so I'm posting this on my myspace and here. deal with it)
So my dad and I are so hardcore...well, that and we coulda died tonight but whatev'. We're all good. It's the classic robber stealin stuff outa storage so the old man and the son go to muscle him out...dirrty south style. That except we were both in button up dress shirts and braggi/armani slacks-and neither of us know how to fight. The full story is available upon request.
Moms birthday today and I forgot like the bastard son I am, in fact I woke up like, 10 minutes before they came home from their suprise dinner for her. Good leftovers though. mmmmmm, shrimp. So, I'm moving out by the 1st, not because I missed her birthday just because it isn't working out for either of us.
Ok, so sad note with a funny twist- I lost a good friend yesterday. Sarah, a friend from waterworld broke off our friendship. Here's the story. We always had that kinda should we date?/friends with benefits?/just friends? thing going on and she's been going through some stuff at home recently. I (her best guy friend) pic her up, and we go to galveston with her best female friend Jen. Jen is best friends with a guy Mojo. We end the night and the next day she finds out mojo is a guy she used to date that put her in the hospital (I'm as clueless as you on that one). Understandably she doesn't want to have anything to do with mojo. Unfortunately Jen and Mojo have one of those 1 in a thousand, remarkably plutonic relationships. Sarah pulls the "him-or-me-thing" and calls me crying when she loses. Call me crazy but would you feel horribly sorry for someone in this situation? I can't, she didn't have to ever see this mojo guy and it's her fault. So, I tell her I'm not sorry for her, she calls me a bastard...hangs up and the following text message volley occurs.
"Me: Don't lose two." (this was a safe response to get her to try and talk to me)
"Her: im giving up 2 people who arent worth shit" (obviously things aren't going to end well but let's send an open ended friendly response so things can progress once she calms down...)
"Me: Ok. Well, if you need someone i'll be here." (good job, safe, didn't leave her with an obligation to respond and I'm not pushing any buttons)
"Her: no sorry who are u again thats right a trader" (first off, punctuation really would have helped, secondly I try to be nice and not push buttons but she point out my one flaw, my addiction to the barter system. I can't help it, I like to trade things. If I see a flea market, I just have to stop. You know? It's a curse and an addiction but at least I've identified it, yet she throws it back in my face.)
needless to say, after such an intense and deep attack I didn't try to respond.
Still life goes on and I'll be in dallas on wednesday. woot. |
|
|
| tee hee |
[Aug. 28th, 2005|03:23 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  artistic | ] |
I just applied for a pimp my ride sponsorship thing. They asked why I should get this and this was my response.
"Jean is a special car. I don't deserve it. She does. She's been through 25 of 128K miles in the past 9 months with me and hasn't broken down, sputtered, or let her brakes whine. Now, she's a firebird-so she looks fast but with 160 horsepower she can be beat by any four cylinder on the road today. That just breaks my heart. Her turn signal/wiper handle just broke off and her stereo's volume will turn down but not up (which is always fun when mechanics try to use the stereo and mess everything up) but even if it did turn up three of the speakers are blown. I can't justify getting new one as I'm building a business of my own but she recently got new tires, performance brake pads and can breathe a little better with a K&N FIPK. Hopefully y'all can help too. Thanks a lot and have a great day!" |
|
|
| THE FREAKIN QUOTE OF THE DAY!!! |
[Aug. 28th, 2005|03:00 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  energetic | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Larry Winters | ] |
Of MSN.com-
"The prophet Jay-Z once said, "Don't hate the player, hate the game," " |
|
|
| Thank goodness for fuel additives |
[Aug. 24th, 2005|08:46 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  accomplished | ] |
| [ | music |
| | All over the world- Ludacris | ] |
Ok, so Dallas was fun interesting and productive. I'm done with gin until she decides what she wants "Dating" to be described as. Makes me sad but I can't deal with her and stay in love, been trying and failing. I'm in austin right now, woo hoo, and loving it. Saw my old friend crystal and her boyfriend (why is it I always get along with the boyfriends of exs almost as well as the girls themselves, he's a cool guy). We went to walmat and played 20 questions, then back to her place for phase 10 and the original mortal kombat on SNES. Oh, and then my radiator exploded and dumped a freakin gallon of antifreeze all over a parking lot of this motorcycle dealership. Watch some young punk guy come flying in on a crotch rocket and totally wipe out. Fixing that tonight. Other than that I'm heading back to houston tommorrow and then back to dallas on friday. I miss working out and playing pool. But I'm all about some sort of income so whatever, we'll see what happens. |
|
|
| Sh!t |
[Aug. 12th, 2005|02:07 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | artistic | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Mike Bundy | ] |
|
|
|
| yearly tradition? |
[Aug. 1st, 2005|06:21 pm] |
|
So apparently every year about this time I get an itch for a crotch rocket, only this year is a little more dangerous cause I actually have money. I was snooping around and found this great deal on a bike that's asking price is half of the market value (I figure bitter wife after divorce or something very rocky-drama-esque). Well, I'm BUYIN IT BITCH! It still has to be shipped and the final payments be agreed to but within about two weeks I should be on two wheels, or dead, most likely dead since it is definitely NOT a starter bike. But the fact that I can use the excuse of I'm just buying it to resell and make a couple grand in order to go really really really fast is awesome. Here are some pics. (These are not mine but I can't figure out how to get them from hard drive to lj)
and finally one of me after my first ride (I have a magic camera)
|
|
|
| What age do you act?/purity test quizzes |
[Jul. 10th, 2005|08:54 am] |
| [ | music |
| | weird music of Nicks video | ] |
hmmmm, I wonder what age I act?
You Are 29 Years Old |
29
Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.
13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.
20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.
30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!
40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.
|
And I've wrecked more cars than most 29 year olds too.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Should I be proud or ashamed of this?
Totally Depraved
You are 16% pure! |
|
 |
My test tracked 1 variable How you compared to other people your age and gender:
|
You scored higher than 0% on purity |
|
Suck it mel, you might as well be a nun. |
|
|
| note to self |
[Jul. 10th, 2005|08:31 am] |
| [ | mood |
| |  distressed | ] |
| [ | music |
| | windows noises | ] |
Note to Self: When trying to impress an attractive member of the opposite sex after a fun night out partying, do NOT mention your parents sexlife, walking in on them, or overhearing orgasms. Not the best move.
P.S. Fuckin Pimp- http://www.ebaumsworld.com/flash/windowsnoises.html |
|
|
| navigation |
| [ |
viewing |
| |
most recent entries |
] |
| [ |
go |
| |
earlier |
] |
| |
|
|
![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif?v=88.8){kind=small}
reckless1229's journal
