Archive for August, 2005

survivor

Ever have a random song from yesteryear stuck in your head and you have NO idea why?

I was compelled to download “Three Lions 98,” again let me repeat, I have NO idea why. This song was played on the radio all the time back when I was in Germany.

I’m bored as hell so I decided to upload it and plug it in the blog.

So if you like Football (some people say Soccer) or England or you’re bored enough to listen to a random song, go for it. (Some of you I know fit in at least two of these categories. ;p )

download (right click and hit “save as” or “save link as” or something like that)

Changes

IOU

One blog post, one site redesign.

Protected: TBA

matt adams’ kryptonite is stepping on his feet

“I haven’t screamed in pain like that in forever. Like, since I was a kid. I’ve set my thumb on fire and it didn’t hurt this bad.”

fightclub

“The Scientist,” by Coldplay
Come up to meet you,
Tell you I’m sorry,
You don’t know how lovely you are.

I had to find you,
Tell you I need you,
Tell you I set you apart.

Tell me your secrets,
And ask me your questions,
Oh, let’s go back to the start.

Runnin’ in circles,
Comin’ up tails,
Its only science apart.

Nobody said it was easy,
It’s such a shame for us to part.
Nobody said it was easy,
No one ever said it would be this hard.
Oh, take me back to the start.

I was just guessing,
At numbers and figures,
Pulling the puzzles apart.

Questions of science,
Science and progress,
Do not speak as loud as my heart.

Tell me you love me,
Come back and haunt me,
Oh, when I rush to the start.

Runnin’ in circles,
Chasin’ tails,
Comin’ back as we are.

Nobody said it was easy,
Oh, it’s such a shame for us to part.
Nobody said it was easy,
No one ever said it would be so hard.
I’m goin’ back to the start.

It’s slowly sunk in that I’m never going back to the times I had. Spending most of the summer with Sara or the whole gang, watching a movie, doing stupid things. The entire gang we had. I’ve been thinking about it quite a bit lately and it’s actually started to sink in and hit me. Senior year was definitely the best time of my life so far…

I dunno. I figure that life kinda improved for me all of high school, and I’m still on my way up.

I’ve got great friends here now. Though they aren’t replacements for friends of the past, it’s definitely the start of new camradarie for our futures. We’ve been chilling a great deal with Brett, Kristin, and Emilee. (And by we I mean myself, Moody, and Adams.) It’s been crazy and interesting recently. I mean, you rarely ever get a room of people together that really totally enjoy the Rejected video or a group of people who’ll join singing along to Banana Phone when you start. (Brett caught me off guard with that one.)

Zach (my roomie) was talking to me about how like, I hang out with Kristin and Emilee, and he said something about he’s just not too sure he trusts himself hanging out with a bunch of girls. I’d already given that thought to myself and I figured that I trust myself because Sara trusts me. I mean, I honest to God care for her with my all and I don’t forget that. Besides, they know I’m taken. ;p

But yeah. I love the people on my floor here. Ending up in this “honors learning community” wasn’t too bad because of the people around here. There’s something refreshing about meeting new people that have the same love for randomosity, who love to chill, and who aren’t ashamed of being easily amused.

Rashaad once talked to me about how once things in life are zeroed and kinda “reset” or “reformatted,” so to speak, that’s when a person’s real strengths and stuff come out. There’s something interesting about the freedom here at college, it kinda leads into this sort of forcing oneself to truly come out for once because you’re not tied down to old friends, old ways, family, or anything. And apparently I really enjoy talking to new people and I can be pretty social when I get at it. Granted, I still suck ass at small talk (as far as I think), but you know, I’m working on it. Sara knows I am.

Anyway… It’s 1:37am, and that’s pretty damn late. (Granted I don’t have class until 11, and that class is the CS 1000 that I’m most likely skipping.) I think I’ll be going.

Oh yeah, I finally bought that CSS Zen Garden book and started for real plotting out a new design for this damn thing. What sucks is that the web server is down so I don’t have any code to work with live (I’m writing this blog post in a text file then posting it next time I get a chance) so I’m just doing some sketchwork for now…

And I have yet to rant about the following things:

  • Markita Price
  • German class stuff (omg it’s stuff we did years ago)
  • teachers who don’t speak English well (CS1050, Calc 2, Zach’s piano class)
  • we’re still getting it through our heads that we’re living here now and this is home.

Maybe next time.

Hnn….

“Ever since you went to college, it’s like I do all the talking…” “You don’t talk to me that much and when you do, you’re like, yelling at me for something.”

I feel like I’ve been letting her down more and more lately… I don’t know what I should say or do… I don’t want it to be this way. I wish it could be better for us.

My head hurts.