Better By Nightfall

Jeffery's Overcompensating from a few days ago hit on a point about how the internet is a dirty dirty environment. Check it out.

It's official. I'm going to be out of town for the rest of this week. I return to the heartland with much sadness and grief at the passing of my grandma.

Check my photos on flickr to see how my weekend went.

It looks like I will be seeing Hellogoodbye in November thanks to a friend on the debate team. Sweet!

With everything in full motion, it's hard to stop and realize that there may be a time to let go. I'm not sure what is going on back in the heartland, but I may be leaving immediatley later this week if things don't get better. I only hope I get to see my Grandma once more if this is the end.

Yay for GEEK ROCK! I thought this video needed to be shared. It's too hilarious to not watch. Check it out! It's Hellogoodbye's Here (In Your Arms). And if you dig hgb as much as I do, vote for them on MTVU's website and give them a woodie.



This is probably one of the smartest videos I have ever seen. Regina Spektor has a beautiful classic voice that enchants the beats she sings to. Definitely worth the time to watch.

Another weekend I sit, shrewdly studying;
and day turns to night.
While many drink in ounces,
I drink in volume--
page by page in delight.
From historical scripts to eloquent words,
I find myself drowning in their elixir.
Where a few pass the pitcher
I pass the glass--
word upon word filling my mixer.

And though my time runs dry, it seems;
between shades of rouge and white,
as pen meets paper
and ink flows like wine...
I know I'm in my place
between bookends
breaking bindings,
learning as a lush of literature
what to handle
and what I can hold.

(Original writing, please do not use without permission.)

I'm always in the haze of a car crash, the orange airbag dust covers everything.
Time is running thin once again. It's always short before tournaments. Short enough to be sweet, too short for the time to make a grand impact. Yet, I've managed to get much done in the time remaining.

The balance between school and speech has been tough to tight rope tango to, but I'm doing the dance as best as possible. Though, I wish I had more time to take care of all the things I want and need to take care of. I'll be moving my GRE test date back because I haven't had enough time to study as school is steadily sucking the life blood out of me. I'll be fair enough in swimming along, as long as I keep my head above the water.

In the meantime, there's always Trinity Blood. (Bardot, if you're reading this, you should check out this anime. I have a feeling that you'd like it a lot. It's like Samurai Champloo in action combined with a darker version of FMA.)

I'm not going to rant about work, especially since talking about anything work related on a blog is dangerous. However, I am going to say that if the crap that happened for three and a half hours tonight happens again later this week or next week, I'll be submitting my two weeks notice shortly. If things improve gradually, I'll consider staying around until the end of the semester. As of right now, though, I'm not working in there in the spring. A student job such as mine should not be as annoying or stressful as it was tonight. I blame part of it on the system, but a great deal of blame should be placed elsewhere.

The phone rings. It's 11:50 and I'm chill'n on my bed, reading a book for on of my classes. I have a special ringer for this person, so I know who it is and I start to smile. I know why this person is calling at this time and I only wish I could talk to her in person. I open the phone to hear loud music in the background,

"HEY! HOW ARE YOU?!" yells Steph through the transceiver.

"AWESOME! HOW ARE YOU?" I reply.

"HOLD ON, I'M GOING TO GO OUTSIDE SO I CAN HEAR YOU!" She yells as I hear the country-rock music fade in the distance. "Ok, are you there still" she says softly.

"Of course! Sounds like you're having a blast!" I say enthusiastically.

"Hell yeah, I am! I'm so plastered! It's great! Dude, schmirnoff and lemonade is excellent!"

I ponder the mix and reply, "Indeed! Sounds like you're getting ready for the big 21 and you're kicking it of with a bang! Damn, I wish I could be there!"

"ME TOO! We'd have suck a fucking blast! Anyway, I wanted to tell you that I love you, you know, as a friend. So, thanks man!" She slurs her words slightly, but is fully coherent. Steph always makes me laugh, drinking or not; her jocular demeanor always foments laughter within me.

"Well, I love you too, buddy! I'm glad to hear that you're having an excellent time and that you're practically 21!"

She chuckles and then says, "Yeah! 24 more hours, beotch! I can't wait! I've had so much to drink!"

"That's the way it should be! Party hardy my friend!" I retort in amusement.

"So, anyway, I just figured you'd get a good laugh out of my phone call. Maybe I'll call you when it's later tomorrow evening so that you have to wake up!" She laughs as her voice trails off.

I laugh and say, "Well, I was going to call you, but you can call me!"

"AWESOME! Well then, I'm going to go inside and get more plastered. Should I call you when I'm sober or drunk?"

"Oh, I don't care. You know I enjoy talking to you whenever you call. Plastered. Sober. Whatever."

"Kewl! Cuz' I'm gonna get so drunk tomorrow too!" She laughs and then says goodbye. I reply the same, laughing, all the while wishing I could be there for her birthday or doing the same.

Happy 21st Birthday Steph!! If we do hang out this year you know we will party it up like no other!!

Sometimes I wonder if there is a light at the end of this tunnel. Ok, so my fall semester is not going that bad, but it is tiring. Between reading, researching, writing, memorizing speeches, and running all over the damn place, I'm exhausted.

What's worse is that my new boss wants to change my hours so that I work on Friday. I'm not entirely opposed to it, but it annoys me for a few reasons. Namely, it bothers me because my schedule already sucks. I work Tuesday until close and then I open on Wednesday. I also work Thursday until close only to open again on Friday? Could my schedule be any more brutal? It's a two hour shift, but I'm so exhausted by Thursday every week that I don't want to have another day where I have to wake up early after getting about three to five hours of sleep. It's ridiculous. My first job is being a student, not an employee of a campus job. Discussions are likely to ensue in the following days because I don't think I can stand another caffeinated day at work. Shit. I'd rather work Monday than Friday.

Grievances aside, I'm going to get some rest. It's been a long day and I still have a lot to accomplish this week.

In taking a break from my homework I decided to check out one of my favorite webcomics, "Overcompensating," and found the link to that website that matches your face with celebrity faces. I had heard about the website before, but until now I had never checked it out. Curiosity got the best of me, so I decided to see who I looked like.

The first search I ran said I looked like Robert Redford, but that didn't seem accurate, so I ran it again with another picture and here are the results (click to enlarge).

Apparently I look like William Moseley, the eldest brother from The Chronic-what!-cles of Narnia! I also ran some searches of other friends and, as you can see, it turned up some interesting results. Though, I have a hard time seeing the resemblance between Barton and Seann William Scott. Maybe it's because I know Barton? LOL! Rita Hayworth for Bree I can see. Hillary got the mother of that spoiled girl from Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory. I can kind of see that too; but the original search of a picture of her and me from that tournament turned up the same result for me and Amanda Bynes for her. I think it was more accurate.

Go ahead and try it out for yourself, I dare you!

UPDATE: Additonally I'd like to note that I think the resemblance between Tom, from Daria, and I is rather stunning. Don't I look just like him? Hahah! Just kidding. Though, if there was ever a character from a show that I looked like, it'd be him. Seriously. (Yeah, the readings have gotten to me!)

If you don't see me online, in gmail; can't call me on my cell phone or my house line; can't figure out where I am; it will be because I have chosen to disappear from the digital world for a while. Save for, of course, my homework which will require an extensive amount of time on the computer.

I'll be back in blogland as time permits or when I need a break. For now, I'm swimming through the pages and the words that I have yet to conquer. So much for a four day weekend! At least I had some fun rock climbing some real rocks yesterday.