Saturday, September 22, 2007
stupid boys
i don't understand boys. how can they be so absolutly clueless? How can they not see something that is right in front of their faces? I just don't understand. I wish that there was some magic way for boys to see exactly how things are, not see them through boy lenses. if they could, life would be a hell of a lot easier.
Sunday, September 16, 2007
Top Reasons to visit Auburn
I was in Auburn this past weekend, for many many reasons. One of them was for the football game... and that didn't turn out to be a good reason, since Auburn lost- to Mississippi State. Seriously, Mississippi State? Come on... Anyway. Here is the real list that I visit Auburn and why others should seriously consider it:
1. The friends that I have there.
These people are amazing. They are ridiculous. Everytime I go down there, I always have a good time, and end up making at least two new friends. Which is awesome. Even though most of them are still under 21 (which is crazy... I didn't think that I had any friends left that weren't 21, out side of Becca), but they know how to have fun.
2. It allows me to run away from my problems in Atlanta.
Don't get me wrong- I still love Atlanta. But sometimes, I don't want to be here anymore, and I don't want to be around people from here. And since I'm not playing ultimate currently, I didn't want to be in Nooga either. So, Auburn, Manhands, and football called.
3.They allow me to be myself- all the time.
There is just something about my friends there that allows me to be totally and completely myself every time I am there. I don't have to pretend to be someone I'm not... I'm just Caroloopy- whatever that happens to entail at whatever moment. Sometimes it is skinnydipping, sometimes it is walking five miles back to Annie's on a Saturday morning, sometimes it is passing out somewhere that isn't Annie's because I partied too hard. Sometimes it is playind disc golf horrendously, and sometimes it is just chilling, watching football, and playing beer pong, catching up with my girls.
4. It's always a good time.
No matter what else is going on, Auburn is always a good time. While this weekend was fairly chill, there was still massive amounts of drinking, beer pong, and general ridiculousness. It was a prefect weekend (except that Auburn and TN lost... it was a sad weekend in Auburn- it was even sadder for the two TN fans). I saw two boys take off most of their cloths to play beer pong, drank for all of Saturday afternoon, bought Ellen her birthday beer (she's finally 21... Blair, Manhands, and T-money need to work on that), saw Thomas throw up all over himself and his friend... and he wasn't even wasted! And the best: driving by a cop who had stopped someone on the side of the road... and it was Jon Culver! He was walking back to his place and got stopped! It was awesome!!!!!
Over all... it was a good weekend, and extremely necessary. Except one thing... now I'm sick. Damnit.
1. The friends that I have there.
These people are amazing. They are ridiculous. Everytime I go down there, I always have a good time, and end up making at least two new friends. Which is awesome. Even though most of them are still under 21 (which is crazy... I didn't think that I had any friends left that weren't 21, out side of Becca), but they know how to have fun.
2. It allows me to run away from my problems in Atlanta.
Don't get me wrong- I still love Atlanta. But sometimes, I don't want to be here anymore, and I don't want to be around people from here. And since I'm not playing ultimate currently, I didn't want to be in Nooga either. So, Auburn, Manhands, and football called.
3.They allow me to be myself- all the time.
There is just something about my friends there that allows me to be totally and completely myself every time I am there. I don't have to pretend to be someone I'm not... I'm just Caroloopy- whatever that happens to entail at whatever moment. Sometimes it is skinnydipping, sometimes it is walking five miles back to Annie's on a Saturday morning, sometimes it is passing out somewhere that isn't Annie's because I partied too hard. Sometimes it is playind disc golf horrendously, and sometimes it is just chilling, watching football, and playing beer pong, catching up with my girls.
4. It's always a good time.
No matter what else is going on, Auburn is always a good time. While this weekend was fairly chill, there was still massive amounts of drinking, beer pong, and general ridiculousness. It was a prefect weekend (except that Auburn and TN lost... it was a sad weekend in Auburn- it was even sadder for the two TN fans). I saw two boys take off most of their cloths to play beer pong, drank for all of Saturday afternoon, bought Ellen her birthday beer (she's finally 21... Blair, Manhands, and T-money need to work on that), saw Thomas throw up all over himself and his friend... and he wasn't even wasted! And the best: driving by a cop who had stopped someone on the side of the road... and it was Jon Culver! He was walking back to his place and got stopped! It was awesome!!!!!
Over all... it was a good weekend, and extremely necessary. Except one thing... now I'm sick. Damnit.
Tuesday, September 04, 2007
It doesn't matter the school, some things never EVER change
So, as many have guessed, figured out, I'm back in school at Georgia State University (referred to as GSU from here on out) in downtown Atlanta. So far, so good- passed all four of my summer classes with A's (first 4.0 EVER), and I've been in my fall classes for two weeks. Things are going well. I don't have too much work yet, so that means I can still slack off as much as possible by doing all my homework the morning class. And while this has not changed for me since high school because I've been a slacker and a procrastinator for that long, the real think that hasn't changed are the people. And the one kind of person that still annoys the shit out of me.
The Slow Walker.
We've all encountered this kind of student on some campus somewhere, whether it was in high school, undergrad, or grad school. This person walks as slow as possible, blocks all options to maneuver around them, and is probably talking on his or her cell phone. I have a real problem with this because I am one of those people that always walk at a steady clip. I do not drag my feet, or meander. I WALK. This is not a hard concept for most of the intelligent world, but apparently for some it is a foreign concept. I think that people that walk slow should be like people that drive slow (or ride bikes in the road...)- they should have a separate area, or just stay the hell out of the way! seriously... is it really that difficult? I don't think so.
The Slow Walker.
We've all encountered this kind of student on some campus somewhere, whether it was in high school, undergrad, or grad school. This person walks as slow as possible, blocks all options to maneuver around them, and is probably talking on his or her cell phone. I have a real problem with this because I am one of those people that always walk at a steady clip. I do not drag my feet, or meander. I WALK. This is not a hard concept for most of the intelligent world, but apparently for some it is a foreign concept. I think that people that walk slow should be like people that drive slow (or ride bikes in the road...)- they should have a separate area, or just stay the hell out of the way! seriously... is it really that difficult? I don't think so.
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