Thursday, May 27, 2004

Un-

Un-Oyg
Well, I‘m pretty much over my cold, thank you very much. I DID give it to other people, though (who, in turn gave it to other people, but we’ll leave that part alone for now).

However, I’ve still got a lot of snot in my nose. Which is really pissing my mom off, because I tend to snort quite often, now. I’m sorry, but when there’s no tissue in my immediate area, I’m not going to blow my nose on my shirt. I’m also not going to carry around a tissue everywhere like a pansy. I’ll do a lot of other things like a pansy, but no tissue carrying for me.

Un-Iraq
Well, the debate’s done, and thanks a whole freaking lot for your help, guys. We lost, thanks to all you slackers who COULDN’T just spare a FEW minutes to type up a debate for me, and post it in my comments. Jerks. Now I've got to do a debate on why cooperation is better than competition. It's due TOMMORROW. The LAST day of school.

You guys better hurry.

Un-School
lWell, I’m almost gradgiated, err gravitated, or ingratiated or whatever it was when I get the stupid piece of paper from YMV... or wait,that's right. I don’t. I don't really care, just so long as I can LEAVE.

Anyways, I’m past ready to go. It feels so weird how it’s almost upon me. I’ve been kind of putting off thinking about it, but now all the punch is bought (trust me, I had to go get it at wal-mart. You have no idea how many stares you get when you throw 30 2-liter bottles of ginger ale into a cart and check out), the invitations are sent out (well, most of them…), and the decorations are all ready (or wait, are they?…Liza, we need to talk…), I realize that, yeah, I REALLY AM going to walk down the aisle. And I REALLY AM going to have my tassle moved. And I REALLY AM going to get the peice of paper that says I can go. And I REALLY AM going to leave.

And I REALLY AM going to miss you all.

When I think of where I was 4 years ago, the people I knew, the things I’d done, and just the person I was, and compare that to where I am now, I almost want to cry. You guys have meant so much to me over the years, and now I’m going to move to a place where I know absolutely NOBODY. I’ll meet people, I’ll make friends, I’m sure I’ll have a good time. But none of those people will really KNOW me, at least not for a while. I mean, 4 years ago, I hadn’t even met any of you guys. Hell, I wasn’t that close with you guys LAST year. But we’ve grown together a LOT, I have so many more closer friends than I did last year, and I almost wonder what it was all for..

I mean, you spend all this time and effort getting to know people, you get closer, and you feel like you’re really friends. Then you have to say goodbye. In 3 months, I’m going to college, and I have to go through the whole thing again. And the worst thing is, in 4 years from now I’ll feel the same way I do right now. People I haven’t even met yet will be best friends, and people that are best friends right now will feel like we’ve never met.

Times change. Friends change. But I know I’ll have at least one friend who stays with me, and I’m glad that He will. He has been faithful, he will provide. He's led me this far, there's no reason to hide. He can do better than I ever can. He's more than enough for me.

Monday, May 17, 2004

Oyg…

I’ve had this cold for the past couple of days that I like to call the “Feel Like Total Crap Syndrome”. With any luck, I’ll get off work today, and be able to work on my debate crap (or finding that sweet enchanted blade that has evaded me for so long).

The debate, by the way, is whether we should pull out of Iraq or not. I’m on the positive (which is that we SHOULD). The way I see it, is we’ve got the easier side, since we already promised to pull out sometime in June. So, instead of research it myself, I’m gonna go play some Morrowind, and let you guys research it for me. If you could just leave a URL, Book reference, quote, or word document containing an entire debate in the comments, that’d be great.

Digital Crack

I’m sorry I haven’t updated in a while, but I have discovered a new obsession that is quickly taking over my life: The Elder Scrolls III:Morrowind. Holy freaking crap, this game is incredible. For the sake of not sounding like a geek, I’m not going to go into too much depth describing it, but it’s insanely detailed, and massively epic at the same time.

It’s recently been invading my entire thought process. I can’t do anything without worrying about how I’m going to advance to the next rank in the Mage’s Guild, clear the Caldera Ebony mines of thieves for the Fighter’s Guild, or discover the truth about the Nevaranine prophecy.

So yeah, it has the tendency to take over one’s life, so don’t be surprised when my grades start to go down, I begin to forget to shower and shave, and lose any sense of personal hygiene whatsoever.