Perhaps Some Protective Eye Wear Would Help

Driving to campus and for some reason a car is in my lane headed straight for me. I decide it's in best interest to go around this fool but the situation left me thinking I should really get on top of getting car insurance. As of today I am now an insured driver. Not well insured, but insured.

Moving on to my little comparison concerning the rubik's cube and, what has no been identified as, the shape sorter, I will no elaborate on such things or something of that nature. Guys being the shape sorter let us look to the visual aid for the
shape sorter or even this one (this one even has a girl in the picture as if fore telling something). Like I said earlier, just put the right shape into the right slot and there's no problem yet, for girls, here lies the greatest difficulty. See sometimes girls like the circle but want to change it so it fits into the triangle slot. They'll keep cramming circle into the hole meant for traingle but it won't go in. Either come to terms with where the shape needs to go or try a different shape.

Girls, being the rubik's cube, seem like fun at first. All the cool colors http://dream.ewha.ac.kr/~inyoum/rubiks_cube.jpg it just seems cool. Then you get this http://twoday.net/static/blogkraftwerk/images/rubiks_cube.jpg and it's not handed to you. It's hurled into your freaken eye. Reeling from the pain guys are left with the daunting task of solving this puzzle. Enticing as a challenge but it causes such pain. And, it is not enough to solve but one side and feel accomplished about that. Only when all sides are complete may we rejoice but only for a moment before the cube changes colors and get's mixed up again.

To sum up, people are complicated and things hitting you in the eye hurt a lot.

Understanding Toys

I'd like to say that my last post was some what inspired by watching the bs university thing Nate had in his away message. Just in case anyone was confused or anything. I just found that the clip discussed many an opinion I had and I felt like throwing out my fustration with college. Perhaps I fear post college life a bit. I won't worry about my degree though, it'll open many opportunities for me http://www.penny-arcade.com/comic/2006/01/27 .

So I've gotten a response or 2 concerning my rubik's cube and I've thought about it. First it's nice that people are reading my crazy crazy thoughts and second I'm going to expand on these thoughts. Not right now though, I've got places to be and people to see.

And If You Put It On Your Head, It's a Hat

Settling into this semester's classes has been a little rough in the last 24 hours or so. I already dropped one class and will be dropping another before the end of today. It's not a bad thing as one class I don't need to be taking and can replace with something I need to graduate and the other I just wasn't prepared for and did terrible in the class that came before it. It seemed logical to go back and retake the class to see if I could learn something this time around. After going through all this it looks like I may be able to graduate on time after all but, it will require some sacrifice on my part and well I'm not to thrilled about that. Been talkin with the Big Man (God, just in case you didn't know) and he's been helping me out with alot of things so I'm trustin him to guide me through this. I'm just trying to keep alert and listening for the message.

The prospect of the real world is a rather frightening one and such is especially true when you have no idea what it is you are to do after you graduate. This pisses me off on a couple of levels. First is that college was suppose to be about finding one's self, in a sense, and trying to figure out what it is you have a passion for and then pursuing that. Now we get such bs forced on us that it pisses me off. People say take your time and figure it out but then they turn around and say but know what you want to do. There is no longer the option to play around a bit and figure it out so much as there is just you knowing what you're suppose to do so you don't get priced gouged by the university or college (because there is a difference between the two). After a while such things can make a person question the worth of higher education. Maybe I'm just pissed because I'm a junior with 39-36 credits left to take before I can graduate and I've only now started to seriously consider what the hell I'm suppose to do with this stupid degree. Make a freaken hat out of it? An oragami crane perhaps? Or maybe I'll just stick it on my parents' fridge and be done with it.

In Your Freaken Eye

I some how found myself thinking about the complexity of guys vs. girls while I walked to the bus stop one afternoon. Guys are kind of like that kids toy with all the different shapes put into a table and then the kid is suppose to put the right shape into the right slot. Guys would be the table and girls would be the one's putting the shapes into the right slot. Now girls, if you try to cram a circle into a triangle's slot, it's not going to work. Understand? Now for the guys: girls are much different and much much more complicated.

Girls are kind of like a rubik's cube which, on it's own is fairly complicated, but there's more. They're like a rubik's cube that some one hurls at your face while they are driving by and the thing hits you in your freaken eye. Now you're on the ground clutching your eye asking why over and over again and trying to do a freaken rubik's cube without depth perception.
Such is the conclusion I came to the other day. This is inspired by nothing more than my own crazy, crazy, genius thoughts.

Perhaps an Intern To Take Down My Thoughts

I am now in week 2 of classes of the spring semester which means, for those of you keen on the progression of numbers, week 1 has already passed. Thus have I succesfully had all my classes for the semester and, I must say, they look great. Looks like I have a good set of profs. for some fairly interesting classes. I'm worried about one class that I'm not really prepared to take, but my professor is willing to work with me which is awesome. Things look good for this semester and I hope to do extremely well and stay focuse on my studies.

So While I was in class, paying attention, I had a profound thought. We're not talking about a crazy profound thought compairable to the profound thoughts of someone who is completely inebriated. Unfortunately I forgot it and didn't write it down so it is lost to me. I'm currently working with God to get it back and will notify you all once it is back in my possesion. I know it had to do with the plateau and working and God but the rest is lost to me.

Back in the game

Classes for the spring semester started yesterday on the fair University Park campus of PSU and so I find myself once again thrown into the fray. Last semester I manged to screw up pretty nicely so, with this new semester upon me, I hope to make a big turn around from the screw ups of the fall semester. As I sit here typing up my hope to turn around from my sucking last semester, there's this girl sitting across from me eating this sandwich. I feel compelled to ridicule how she's eating this thing. I mean it's a freaken sandwich and yet she's sitting there cutting a little piece out of it at a time to eat it. Grab the freaken sandwich, cram it in your mouth, and take a freaken bite gosh. Sorry about that, just had to let out the fustration of watching that foolishness.
I'd like to make a note on the consistency of posts appearing here: There is no consistency. It's my blog and I'll make up the rules as I see fit or as it amuses me. Not that I've received complaints but I realize that I've failed at consistently posting things ina timely manner. I though I'd put some general guidlines up just to help you all out.

Good day to you all.