Talk about bad karma.

I'll make this short and to the point. I'm taking this Roman Republic class and I had planned to study for the midterm with some guy I met in the class. But I didn't show up that day and I didn't call either because I didn't have his phone number (although to be fair he didn't call me to see if I was running late, I'd given him my phone number). I ended up ace'ing the test we were supposed to study for and I didn't talk to that guy again, even though we see each other in class everyday. Well fast forward to this week. Our teacher had given us a term paper assignment and my other friend and I missed class the day he gave the prompt out. That same day he also handed out a study guide for the second test. Well, since he never mentioned the study guide again, we both bombed the second exam. And we didn't find out about the term paper prompt till earlier this week and by the time we got around to doing any work, its now 4AM and my paper is going to suck ass, if I can even get it done.

I figure if me or my friend, or both of us, had shown up at the first scheduled study session, bombing the second test and/or screwing up this term paper wouldn't have happened since the guy we ditched would've been another person in the class that we could've gotten anything we missed that ONE day we missed class. That was the only day of class I missed and the teacher hands out two vital things. Anyways, I'm resigned to getting a C in that class already. Boo hoo. This'll teach me not to ditch people, if that guy even showed in the first place.

Also, I've decided that grades aren't that important to me any more. Seriously, for this Roman Republic class, I went to class every day and I learned tons of stuff I consider valuable, its just I messed up on one exam (of two that he has, plus a final) and that same day he also happened to hand out the term paper prompt. I'll probably get a C in the class, but in the end I'll have learned a lot more in this class than in other classes I've gotten A's in, like US History 1945-Present.

Xena - The Ballad of Joxer The Mighty!

There are times in life when you think somebody is trying to send you a message. I was standing at the bus stop today and I saw this couple sitting together. I didn't think anything of it since it was the same couple at the bus stop every time I'm there. Suddenly a UPS truck flys by the bus stop, obviously in a hurry. Then I saw another couple, they were hugging. Then I saw this guy walking down the steps and then he tapped some girl on the shoulder and they hugged and walked off together. A sign? A coincidence? Well I was thinking the same thing to myself. But just then, out of the corner of my eye, I spotted towards the other side of the street, the UPS truck going slower, probably returning from its hurried delivery just a few moments earlier. Yeah, so the moral here is probably don't hurry into things because you'll end up just coming back to where you started.

Or else its just I need to find something to do while waiting for the bus, like a book to read or something because otherwise next time I'll be coming up with some crazy scenarios about the UPS driver being Cupid and deciding that he'll simply shoot people with guns instead of a bow and arrow. See? Crazy!

This quarter is not going well for me. I don't know if its because I work every weekend or if its simply because I'm lazier. Probably the laziness catching up to me with 4 upper-division classes instead of those easy lower-divisions. I've got two essays due on Friday I haven't started on and I've got work all Thursday so we'll see how that pans out. I had planned to get some work done tonight, but here I am, having done not much of it and writing this silly crap. My bed calls to me, as does nature and I will answer both... but not in that order hopefully.

Oh, and since nobody wanted to trade me tickets, after emailing like 5 eBay ticket sellers I've decided to sell my own Acoustic Christmas tickets on eBay. I need the money anyways after that fatass rent-a-cop at Ralphs towed my car and cost me $155 bucks. Fuck him.

Yellowcard - Rough Draft

I don't know where I read it, but somewhere I saw a quote about "If you stop growing, you start dying." But the gist of it is there. Anyways, I think with this whole fraternity thing, I tried to find somewhere I belong, or perhaps to become more popular, I'm still not sure after quitting for nearly 2 weeks now. However, those who did pledge I've seen noticeable changes in. They said something about not wanting to leave college the same person and I thought this was a good point, and certainly tied into that first quote. However, not all change is good. Change for the sake of change is redundant at best, and at worst, the unnecessary changes may result in undesired results.

Smashing Pumpkins - 1979

So I got tickets to KROQ's Almost Acoustic Christmas for Sunday, a mistake, and now I'm not sure if I should go see bands I don't really want to see, or just sell my tickets on eBay. I could always use the extra $50-75 that I'd get, but if I could get Saturday tickets, oooh, Linkin Park and Offspring. Sunday's only got 311 that I'd really want to see. Blech. Save me Jeebus. Oh and now I must find someone to go with me, although I bet that won't be too much of a problem.

So anyways, a couple weeks ago I was wearing my cool Longfellow Lions t-shirt that was my dad's from when I was in elementary school. I was walking on campus when I saw this girl who I went to elementary school with. It was pretty exciting but I only got to say a few words because she was late for class. I haven't seen her since. Honestly though, I can't remember much about her, but I do remember the way she ran because when I was a kid I thought it was the weirdest thing. It was like she ran on her toes and it looked like she was hopping. Anyways, I think I'd like to talk to her, just to see whats going on and perhaps not act so weird and say something like "Nice to meet you again," when I meant to say "Nice to see you again." I'm still kicking myself over that one. Jeez.

So to sum up, I meet long-lost girl I kind of remember and embarass myself, somebody trade me tickets for Saturday's Acoustic Christmas for my Sunday ones and a date.

The Used - Buried Myself Alive

I'm such a quitter.

I quit that whole frat dealio. The frat thing isn't for everyone, and certainly not for the poor. But more than that, I just didn't see myself being very involved in the whole thing. The people were "eh" not that they're bad people but just not people I would associate with freely. And then there were some who were hardly seen (by me) and I'm sure they still ponied up the quarterly fees. Well I figured I can't afford to pony up such a fee and not even goto the events, especially considering I don't have money for it. If I asked my parent's for the money they'd ask me what for and then I'd have to lie about it and that sort of defeats the whole purpose since the fraternity is supposed to have some sort of gentlemanly code of conduct and lying to my mother in order to pay the money to be with and participate in a group seemed sort of contradictory to me.

The last two weeks I've been really tired. I'm not sure why yet.

311 - You Wouldn't Believe