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Monday, January 26, 2009

Mondays...yuck.

So today the weather sucks asshole. I didn't want to get out of bed today because it was so cold, but I did wake up from an interesting dream. Usually I have a myriad of different dreams in one night, but if I remember anything it's just one or a few of those dreams. Well, from what I remember this time... the people in my dream were Paul Pagel, Erin Torres, and me... The weird part was that Paul and I were played by ourselves, but for some reason Erin's role was played by Kristin Kreuk. I have no idea why....but anyway all I remember was that we were in a haunted house from a video game or something...I don't really remember, but all I know is that it was kinda a nightmare because the haunted house turned out to be real or something...???.

I sat behind a girl in my history class today and I was being nosy and was reading her Gmail chat screen because the class is unbearably boring. Anyway, turns out I know this girl. For those of you who don't know how big a history class at UT is... my class has about 300 students. Well, the off chance that I did recognize the girl sitting in front of me was pretty slim it was even slimmer that I remembered her name and where she was from. We had a calculus class together my first semester along with Colt McCoy mind you. Here's the answer to your question... Colt isn't very bright. Anyway, this girl's name is Taylor. I don't actually remember the very first encounter with her, but apparently she did with me. My very first day at UT of my first semester this girl screams at me, "Oh, my gosh! I know you. You went to Ingram, right?!"
I replied, "Yeah..."
"I thought that was you. We played basketball together. Remember me?"
"No, I'm sorry. I have a horrible memory."
"Oh, really?" ***and then she went on describing herself and gave me clues to who she was, but nothing rang any bells and it didn't help that every time someone talks about themselves for a certain period of time my eyes will involuntarily glaze over...

*****

The weather is making me tired and gloomy... I just want to stay home all day and watch movies. Popcorn anyone?


Today's Picks:

TV: The Bachelor 8/7c

Music: On the Surface

Game: SingStar ABBA Edition

Book: Minna Unchi (Everyone Poops) By Taro Gomi

Current Guilty Pleasure: Checking my blog over 10x a day....


Friday, January 23, 2009

The Plot agaist White Shoes...

Question:

Why is it when you wear new shoes nature and the whole world seems to be plotting against you?



Answer:

Seems to me that it is more than a coincidence that every time I wear something new (doesn't have to be shoes) something always happens. For instance when I get a new watch I always manage to scratch the face on the first day or I'll spill something on my new shirt..blah blah blah. This probably doesn't always happen, but of course you notice it more if it is brand spanking new. But, in my experienc
e every time I wear new shoes I feel targeted. So, I got some new basketball shoes because my old ones weren't holding up very well. It took me a while to pick some out because basketball shoes tend to be just plain ugly in my opinion. I decided on some Adidas low tops. They are white with a little bit of silver trim. I tend to try to stay away from white shoes for the following reasons:

A: They get super dirty
B: Only nurses, cholos, and cholas wear them...typically

Anyway, I got them because I thought they looked pretty decent and they were light on the feet. I've been trying to wear them every time I play basketball in order to break them in. But, so far every time I wear them every single person I play with stomps on my feet. I understand that of course your feet will occasionally be stepped on, but my toes were smashed a considerable amount.

So, remember how I told you about my basketball class? Yeah... The first day of class we played 5 on 5 full court... Let me just remind you that I haven't played full court since high school....so going on like 4 years ago. Every single person in the class is hardcore, well at least the groups I played with. I was surprised how good they were. Anyway, so after class I was pretty winded and I realized that my toe was hurting a lot. Instead of checking it after class I just ignored it and limped to the rest of my classes. When I got home my whole foot felt swollen so I was kinda apprehensive to take off my sock to see the damage...**
**It may get a little gross from this point on...

Off came the sock and the tip of my second biggest toe was black. Yeah, it skipped blue and purple and went straight to black. The pain I was feeling was from the extra amount of pressure building up under my toenail from a considerable amount of blood. The only solution to subside the pain was to...release the pressure. Instead of spending 'bout fifty bucks and go to the doctor I decided to do it myself. I've never done it before, but I remember my dad talking about this kind of thing. First you need a few items: Alcohol, cotton balls, a candle, a match, and a safety pin. You clean the safety pin with alcohol and light the candle. You heat up the tip of the pin using the flame and then... you burn a hole in the middle of your toe nail. I took a shower to soften my nails and to cool my nerves a bit before performing this task. Not knowing if this would work or whether or not if it would hurt, I just did it. I heated up the safety pin and plunged it through my nail. Just after a few seconds blood gushed out from the tiny pin-hole. It scared/surprised me how fast the large amount of blood rushed out. Even though it was completely disgusting...my toe started to feel exponentially better. It turned from black --> deep purple (the group that wrote Smoke on the Water) --> a very pale purple. The toe is pretty much fine now, but I think my nail is going to fall off pretty soon...

The exception:

Of course there are exceptions, but I've only come into contact with a single major one. If you have something new and...cheap rather than expensive... nothing seems to happen to it at all. Most of the things I've only spent a few dollars on have lasted the longest and have gone through minimal wear and tear.

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The weekend is over so that means more school... :"(
G'luck everyone with this up coming week.



***New Addition!!!
*These are the latest fortunes I have gotten from my fortune cookies. They are REAL.

My latest fortune/lucky numbers: Something usual will happen at work or school next week./ 3 - 21 - 32 - 35 - 48 - 49 * 'usual' is not a typo so that means my fortune is pretty lame...

Today's Picks:

TV: Brothers and Sisters 9/8c
Music: William Tell
Game: Rock Band 2
Book: The Joy Luck Club By Amy Tan
Current Guilty Pleasure:
Breyer's Waffle Cone Overload Ice Cream

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

One of many...hopefully

So...I randomly decided to start blog...so here it goes:

Suicide Savior....School? <--please notice alliteration

School just started up again and I'm so not ready for it. My brain is still stuck on stand-by mode. But, I have to admit that the days right before classes started I was inches away from blowing my brains out from boredom. School starts off the same way for me... I tell myself that I won't procrastinate and get my studies finished ahead of time, but in the end I always fall into my old bad habits. We'll see how this semester will turn out.

This semester I'm loaded with the usual upper division courses and Japanese, but I decided to give myself a little break and am taking 2 P.E. courses. :) I have basketball Tuesdays and Thursdays and softball Mondays and Wednesdays. They're supposed to be fun, but we'll see how the people are in there. The first day of basketball I only saw like 3 other girls and the rest dudes. Hopefully the games won't get super aggressive.

Another change this semester is that I've turned into a biker.... I remember despising anyone who rode a bike on campus, but now I've become one of them. The difference with me is that I actually have consideration to the pedestrians around me. I'm actually scared of hitting or clipping anyone within a 5 foot radius of me riding my bike. Also, this bike is pretty old school so there are no hand breaks... it took a while to get used to, but I think I'm getting it down. 2 days down...zero causalities. I'll keep you updated on my progress. Consider this my official vow to never turn into the "OH NO!!" biker girl. If you have not had the privilege to know "OH NO!!" biker girl, please remind me to tell you this story because it's one of my favorites.

Job Searching

So I put in a leave of absence at Pappasito's. The work was OK, but I just wasn't making the money I wanted for the effort I put in. The ideal job for me would be...easy work, super flexibility, and high pay. But believe it or not this ideal job is quite difficult to acquire. So the search continues...

Condo Mishaps

So I am sure many of you know by now that I had some roommate problems... To prevent another anger tantrum I will just say that the situation is just about solved. I guess it's true that you don't really know someone until you live with them...but sheesh some people are just plain right surprising. I guess it's because I usually give people the benefit of the doubt. I should learn to train this trait... Presently the people who reside in my four bedroom condo are: Melanie, Kumi, and myself. In a few weeks Grace should be moving in as well, since she is starting to take some classes at ACC. This situation I believe will turn out much smoother since it will be all Asians. Hopefully we will all think on the same page. If not... I'll have to regulate..yet again.

On another note... I have no idea why there are hoodlums messing with people's property at our condominium complex. It's really starting to piss me off. First someone went around egging people's cars, my license plate was removed, and now this past New Year's Eve someone broke into my Spyder. WTF that kind of stuff really gets my blood boiling. Since the top of my convertible was cut open, it is currently getting replaced. I believe my top will be black now... I wonder how it's going to look. Also, my parents surprised me with a new Mitsubishi Raider truck. I was super surprised/excited/grateful. It was very unexpected. Now the only thing is that everyone keeps asking me if I like it. Why wouldn't I like it? Whoever complains about getting something new and unexpected should get slapped across the face.

What do you think?

So in close I just wanted to extend an invitation to you to leave any comments, thoughts or suggestions. I have a pretty open mind so any comments are appreciated.
Happy Hump Day!

~Andy

Today's Picks:

TV: Top Chef 10/9c
Music: The Bridges
Game: Guitar Hero: World Tour
Book: Along Came a Spider By James Patterson
Current Guilty Pleasure: The Bachelor