I have no idea if anyone out there anywhere is reading my blog. Honestly if I were you I would have stopped following based on my lack of blog posts.
It just seems that the time to blog gets overshadowed by so many other things. Let me share with you.
1. Organic Chemistry
2. Organic Chemistry homework (done by answering questions on the computer)
3. The lack of a home computer (the laptop was dropped)
4. Partying
5. Watching football during the week
6. Watching football on Saturday
7. Watching football on Sunday
8. Talking about football with friends and co-workers
9. Partying
10. Physics
11. Work
12. Stats
13. Physics Lab
14. Partying
15. Organic Chemistry
If anybody is still reading this let me know and I will make a better effort to make at least one person out there happy!
TOGIC
Monday, November 28, 2011
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
It's Go Time
A new year and hopefully my last as an undergraduate has commenced. Let me tell you about excitement, the fact that there is light at the end of that tunnel. The tunnel has become shorter and in just about 8 months I can step into the daylight with a dark cloud hanging over my head. I will have hopefully finished all my requirements to get myself prepared for the trials and tribulations of getting into a medical school. It seems so exciting, until you think about the darkness of the next 8 months.
Monday
8 am, at the library studying physics or stats or organic chemistry
9:30 Physics, a real blast
11 Physics lab, like walking on glass
1 work
5 finally go home exhausted
Tuesday
830 work
11 Stats, shoot me please
1 work
2 organic chemistry, learning something new everyday, yay
330 work
5 volunteer
7ish home
I don't really want to bore you with the rest, it really isn't that exciting but I see the light. It is there somewhere. I like to think back to one year ago when I was a nervous new on campus dweeb of a college student. TOGIC has come a long way folks and lucky for me my prize is harder classes.
Monday
8 am, at the library studying physics or stats or organic chemistry
9:30 Physics, a real blast
11 Physics lab, like walking on glass
1 work
5 finally go home exhausted
Tuesday
830 work
11 Stats, shoot me please
1 work
2 organic chemistry, learning something new everyday, yay
330 work
5 volunteer
7ish home
I don't really want to bore you with the rest, it really isn't that exciting but I see the light. It is there somewhere. I like to think back to one year ago when I was a nervous new on campus dweeb of a college student. TOGIC has come a long way folks and lucky for me my prize is harder classes.
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
A Walk to Remember
Yesterday was a day that will go down in laziness history, a day like no other ... It all started a few weeks ago when I acquired a treadmill from friend. I was told it was not a good idea to place it where I wanted it (Directly in front of an HD TV with netflix), so I went with the flow and put it where SHE wanted it. A dreadful place, the back bedroom had a 27 inch 1995 TV with no remote and no TV stand. So, fatter I became as the treadmill collected dust in the back bedroom. It called to me but I refused to watch such an inferior TV while working out.
Yesterday I had an epiphany. A bright light shone from that back bedroom yesterday and the treadmill called out to me like Rapunzel. "Come save me fatboy, for I am all alone in this dreadful place. Put me where I rightly belong, in front on an HD TV with a remote and netflix. I will help you if you just please give me a chance!" the treadmill exclaimed. I jumped up off the couch and pulled that treadmill out and gave it the seat of honor it deserves then immediately started trying to lose a few pounds. However, I do have strict rules for treadmill usage.
My Terms of Usage
1. Cold drink, water or alcoholic beverage ... check
2. Remote .. check
3. Wii Remote ... check
4. AC set to 78 ... check
5. Flip Flops .... check
6. Misc. Items to add enjoyment ... Check
52 minutes later I had finished a two mile walk through TV land. Slow, steady, and comfortable; A Walk to Remember! Now if I can just keep it up and beat my pace. My goal for tonight is 2 miles under 50 minutes, momma raised an athlete!
Yesterday I had an epiphany. A bright light shone from that back bedroom yesterday and the treadmill called out to me like Rapunzel. "Come save me fatboy, for I am all alone in this dreadful place. Put me where I rightly belong, in front on an HD TV with a remote and netflix. I will help you if you just please give me a chance!" the treadmill exclaimed. I jumped up off the couch and pulled that treadmill out and gave it the seat of honor it deserves then immediately started trying to lose a few pounds. However, I do have strict rules for treadmill usage.
My Terms of Usage
1. Cold drink, water or alcoholic beverage ... check
2. Remote .. check
3. Wii Remote ... check
4. AC set to 78 ... check
5. Flip Flops .... check
6. Misc. Items to add enjoyment ... Check
52 minutes later I had finished a two mile walk through TV land. Slow, steady, and comfortable; A Walk to Remember! Now if I can just keep it up and beat my pace. My goal for tonight is 2 miles under 50 minutes, momma raised an athlete!
Friday, July 15, 2011
Flying with the Owls and Soaring with the Eagles
Summer time is quickly passing. Wild nights and early mornings, but hey, it's summer people. Hanging out with teachers day and night is wearing me out.
I belong to the real world where the only days off are weekends. If I do choose to take a day off there is no sick pay with leave for self option when I inform the boss. Basically, a day off is like throwing away money. I have wiped my ass with too many twenties this year but I did it all with no regrets.
For example, yesterday afternoon I called the boss because I had to TCB. (I already worked 5 hours at my other job so it wasn't like I did nothing all day) He happily let me off work and joined me after the TCB part of my day was done. This was followed by a "Beach Bar Bicycle Poker Run". A few of us, including my boss, came up with the idea and have successfully completed 2 BBBPR's. This involves spending money and not making money but it is "exhilirating" according to one of yesterday's participants.
The moral of my story, wiping your ass with twenties is a blast. A low bank account balance is not a blast.
It's summer time, I live in Florida right near the beach, money isn't everything, so in the words of the Black Eyed Peas, let's live it up!!!
I belong to the real world where the only days off are weekends. If I do choose to take a day off there is no sick pay with leave for self option when I inform the boss. Basically, a day off is like throwing away money. I have wiped my ass with too many twenties this year but I did it all with no regrets.
For example, yesterday afternoon I called the boss because I had to TCB. (I already worked 5 hours at my other job so it wasn't like I did nothing all day) He happily let me off work and joined me after the TCB part of my day was done. This was followed by a "Beach Bar Bicycle Poker Run". A few of us, including my boss, came up with the idea and have successfully completed 2 BBBPR's. This involves spending money and not making money but it is "exhilirating" according to one of yesterday's participants.
The moral of my story, wiping your ass with twenties is a blast. A low bank account balance is not a blast.
It's summer time, I live in Florida right near the beach, money isn't everything, so in the words of the Black Eyed Peas, let's live it up!!!
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
Is There ANYBODY Out There?????
Well, TOGIC made it through one year. Wow, amazing, incredible, breathtaking, rediculous, fantastic, and so on and so forth.
What a year, no "real" work. Trying to stay afloat on 2 part time jobs and money from the man is not the best but it sure beats the hell out of being a teacher in Florida.
I managed (by the grace of god) to get all A's with the exception of 2 B pluses which are just as bullshit as an A-.
The summer thought for the day, god bless yoga pants.
What a year, no "real" work. Trying to stay afloat on 2 part time jobs and money from the man is not the best but it sure beats the hell out of being a teacher in Florida.
I managed (by the grace of god) to get all A's with the exception of 2 B pluses which are just as bullshit as an A-.
The summer thought for the day, god bless yoga pants.
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Exam Days
MIDTERMS = FEAR
Today is my last midterm. Sigh, cheers, definitely going to drink some beers today.
I can't wait to get home today from class!
For the last week and a half I have had exams looming over my head. They linger in my head and they talk to me. (Weird, I know, but the voices are there, I have heard them my friends) They say things like "study or I will kick your ass", "maybe you should just quit m*ther f*cker", "I will ruin your life". They are not nice thoughts and these tests are meaner and scarier than any education tests I took.
Rydberg's equation, Planck's Formula, The Citric Acid Cyle, The Calvin Cycle, Thylakoids, graphing quadratic functions, arcsin(sin3), tetragonal pyramidal, molecular orbits, E=MC squared
"What the f*ck did that guy just say?!?!?!!?!?!?!?"
Exactly, welcome to my world. Four months ago I was a teacher. I gave exams. I graded some of them. (Grading, not good at it, big influence on my decision to get out) I stared for hours at the internet, listened to music, did crosswords, and ate fast food for free.
I traded all this in (I still wonder why from time to time). I will admit, I have gained a shitload of knowledge but the voices still linger, "have you studied enough", "better start that homework son", "time waits for no man, especially you retard, get off your lazy ass and pick up a book".
The voices keep me motivated in some strange way. After all, college is like golf (which I wish I was doing everyday all day). It is you verse the course, a survival of the fittest in a way. As of right now I am kicking my feet and keeping afloat, but I am on the verge of going under.
I have my own voice to fight back, "I am going to whoop your ass test, prepare to die", " I am going to kick your FACE IN exam", "The price is wrong bitch!" I won't let it happen.
These courses won't beat me but the thought is always there. It looms like the gray clouds over CLEVELAND!
Time to get out of here and head to the library. Thank god for beer, Ice down the 12 pack Martha, DADDY IS THIRSTY!
Today is my last midterm. Sigh, cheers, definitely going to drink some beers today.
I can't wait to get home today from class!
For the last week and a half I have had exams looming over my head. They linger in my head and they talk to me. (Weird, I know, but the voices are there, I have heard them my friends) They say things like "study or I will kick your ass", "maybe you should just quit m*ther f*cker", "I will ruin your life". They are not nice thoughts and these tests are meaner and scarier than any education tests I took.
Rydberg's equation, Planck's Formula, The Citric Acid Cyle, The Calvin Cycle, Thylakoids, graphing quadratic functions, arcsin(sin3), tetragonal pyramidal, molecular orbits, E=MC squared
"What the f*ck did that guy just say?!?!?!!?!?!?!?"
Exactly, welcome to my world. Four months ago I was a teacher. I gave exams. I graded some of them. (Grading, not good at it, big influence on my decision to get out) I stared for hours at the internet, listened to music, did crosswords, and ate fast food for free.
I traded all this in (I still wonder why from time to time). I will admit, I have gained a shitload of knowledge but the voices still linger, "have you studied enough", "better start that homework son", "time waits for no man, especially you retard, get off your lazy ass and pick up a book".
The voices keep me motivated in some strange way. After all, college is like golf (which I wish I was doing everyday all day). It is you verse the course, a survival of the fittest in a way. As of right now I am kicking my feet and keeping afloat, but I am on the verge of going under.
I have my own voice to fight back, "I am going to whoop your ass test, prepare to die", " I am going to kick your FACE IN exam", "The price is wrong bitch!" I won't let it happen.
These courses won't beat me but the thought is always there. It looms like the gray clouds over CLEVELAND!
Time to get out of here and head to the library. Thank god for beer, Ice down the 12 pack Martha, DADDY IS THIRSTY!
Monday, October 18, 2010
"TALENT"
(Just so you know I am taking a break from studying to bring you this great information)
There is nothing like the homecoming football game. Fans of all ages come together to celebrates a school's heritage and to see the team whoop some ass against a lesser foe. It is also a great place to see the schools real "talent". Florida has real advantage in bringing out the "talent" due to the climate. By now most northern schools have busted out the hoodies and jeans, but not here! The weather is perfect for mini skirts, short shorts, and skimpy tops adorned with school logos.
I had a friend coming to town to watch the lesser foe (who won the game, f*ck*ing ***hol**) so I organized a tailgate of somewhat massive proportions. I busted out the 1990 stereo complete with generator to blast music (this of course didn't work but it looked like a great idea on paper), grill, cornhole, flip cup, and beer pong in an effort to have the greatest tailgate of all. We set up next to some of my classmates who were all about partying it up for homecoming and had some great "talent" on display. Within moments of setting up, we got to witness one of the "talented" girls get an underage (classic memories flowed back to all of us at that point).
We proceeded to party and challenged our younger neighbors to a game of flip cup, which we dominated. We have many years of experience in these games so you probably shouldn't play us. *** TOGIC spent many years undefeated in his first tour of duty in college, a little known fact to these youngsters *** This gave us much confidence as we made our jaw dropping walk to the stadium. "Talent" was everywhere as we made our approach. This only improved as we entered. Holy *hi*, this place is a mecca. "Talent" of all kinds was around us for the next 3 hours. Any type you can imagine in every direction, as our heads were spinning around in amazement like were were in the Exorcist.
The moral of this story: A great bonus of being in college is the constant viewing of beauty and "talent"! It makes the studying and studying and studying bearable.
Even though I am too old to get involved in the talent search, I still enjoy the great sights of college.
There is nothing like the homecoming football game. Fans of all ages come together to celebrates a school's heritage and to see the team whoop some ass against a lesser foe. It is also a great place to see the schools real "talent". Florida has real advantage in bringing out the "talent" due to the climate. By now most northern schools have busted out the hoodies and jeans, but not here! The weather is perfect for mini skirts, short shorts, and skimpy tops adorned with school logos.
I had a friend coming to town to watch the lesser foe (who won the game, f*ck*ing ***hol**) so I organized a tailgate of somewhat massive proportions. I busted out the 1990 stereo complete with generator to blast music (this of course didn't work but it looked like a great idea on paper), grill, cornhole, flip cup, and beer pong in an effort to have the greatest tailgate of all. We set up next to some of my classmates who were all about partying it up for homecoming and had some great "talent" on display. Within moments of setting up, we got to witness one of the "talented" girls get an underage (classic memories flowed back to all of us at that point).
We proceeded to party and challenged our younger neighbors to a game of flip cup, which we dominated. We have many years of experience in these games so you probably shouldn't play us. *** TOGIC spent many years undefeated in his first tour of duty in college, a little known fact to these youngsters *** This gave us much confidence as we made our jaw dropping walk to the stadium. "Talent" was everywhere as we made our approach. This only improved as we entered. Holy *hi*, this place is a mecca. "Talent" of all kinds was around us for the next 3 hours. Any type you can imagine in every direction, as our heads were spinning around in amazement like were were in the Exorcist.
The moral of this story: A great bonus of being in college is the constant viewing of beauty and "talent"! It makes the studying and studying and studying bearable.
Even though I am too old to get involved in the talent search, I still enjoy the great sights of college.
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