Tuesday, August 30, 2005


Why does everything have to be in Alphabetical order? Why can't it all be in numerical order? It's possible to get by like that. What english oriented fuck won that debate? *grins*

So a resident just came up to the desk and said, "Where do we get envelopes to mail things?" My response, "The store."

We don't provide everything you rich fucks. Residents are cocks.

Monday, August 29, 2005


WooHoo! 60 laps in 50 minutes! I'm getting my mojo back! I will be back up to 72 laps in no time. Not to mention that the Aquatic Conditioning class will help a lot.

Better update later. I have people to do and things to see. (That was a joke. *winks*)

Sunday, August 28, 2005


So help me, God. Homework sucks. Especially when you have more than you thought.

Wow. It's worse than I thought. Guys are lame. Fuck your alerts.

Friday, August 26, 2005


Things always work out as they should.

I fucking love Jason's Deli.

I miss AC. He was a good senior RA. Not worthless at all and very humble.

Looking forward to getting an apartment next year.

Austin last night was good fun.

Classes are going to keep me extra busy this year. Hell yeah for 17 hours!

I fucking hate guys.

Swimming later.


Tuesday, August 23, 2005


Here's to loving music. No. Here's to fucking loving music.

That concert was just what I needed to get all of my frustrations out from today. Sorry, mom. I know I promised I would save money but somehow that was just what the doctor ordered.

With every concert comes a great story. I totally punched some fucker right before The Used came out on stage. Then I cussed him out when he turned around and looked at me like I was crazy for hitting him. I usually don't do shit like that but this guy fucking deserved it. He was a dick and a half.

The last time I saw The Used that lead singer wasn't as crazy but I think that had a lot to do with them actually headlining this show.

Funniest part: (Lead singer of H2O) "To the guy that's been flipping me off all night, I know you want to fuck me but I'm married." Then he threw water on him while everyone else laughed.

That had to be blogged. Otherwise I would have forgotten it.

Class tomorrow. Night.

Monday, August 22, 2005


My eyes are burning horribly. Swimming without goggles in a cholrine pool is not fun. Not fun at all. My eyes sting so bad. Like seriously guys this is bad. Really bad. Why do my eyes burn so bad? Guys? GUYS!? MY EYES FREAKING STING!

Enough. So yeah. Night.

Thursday, August 18, 2005


I can finally tolerate my living situation. All I have left to do is put up my posters and "flare." I have been so stinking busy that I don't even think I can joke about it at this point.

I can't wait till check-ins are over with. Once those are done I can start my classes and enjoy my schedule. Most of my work for this job will be completed and I can start working out again.

I've felt distant from everyone lately. It could be that I'm just that busy or many other things but, hopefully everything will work out how it's supposed to. When I was watching Harold and Kumar with Josh the other day can you believe that I actually took advice from it about my current situation with everything and everyone? "The universe tends to unfold as it should." I hope you're right, fat-black-calm-man-that gets-arrested-for-ridonkulous-stuff-in-a-stoner-movie.

Tuesday, August 16, 2005


I can't even begin to describe how exhausted I am right now. Yesterday I worked for 18 hours. I may not have to pay for living expenses and food but I still don't get paid enough.

ResLife really ticks me off at times. After check-ins and stuff things should be a lot less stressful. Thank God that today was the last day for training. It's all too long and redundant for me.

On a good note, I like the new hall director. I think this year is going to be a good one. Not to mention that I won't have to work a second job.

On a bad note, I really hate that I haven't had a chance to workout once since I've been here. *shakes fist* Damn you Residence Life for taking all of my time!

Still haven't seen Kelly. Hung out with Shawn for a couple of hours the other day. Got to see Laura and Chris for a bit. As for everyone else, I only haven't called because I have been too busy. Don't take it to heart. Much love.

Thursday, August 11, 2005


There is supposed to be a ~ above the first N but god knows I can't do that for some reason. Anyway. I am sitting in a room with a mess. Packing sucks. Cancelling a date sucks more. Tomorrow will be great.

I won't be getting to San Marcos till about 1pm now. The girl that is in my room now won't be completely out till then. No complaints here though. I get to sleep a whole two hours more. I love sleep.

I don't think that there was any reason for this post other than to say, SAN MARCOS TOMORROW. Bitch. *grins*

Tuesday, August 09, 2005


So if you haven't heard already Glassjaw will not be touring this year. Yup. I'm super pissed. I've already bought my fucking ticket. There's no need to have spent that much on just The Used. I've already seen them. Shit. Fuck. Ass. Damn.


You are dignified, spiritual, and wise.
Always unsatisfied, you constantly try to better yourself.
You are also a seeker of knowledge and often buried in books.

You tend to be philosophical, looking for the big picture in life.
You dream of inner peace for yourself, your friends, and the world.
A good friend, you always give of yourself first.

The World's Shortest Personality Test

"Always unsatisfied, you constantly try to better yourself." If you know me then you know this holds a bit of truth.


I've never felt more disorganized in my entire life. This is the worst organization I've had in all of my semesters of moving. I think I'm losing my touch. Maybe it's just my sister's rubbing off on me.

I didn't realize how much crap I have until a few minutes ago when I brought out everything to the living room. I think I'm going to throw away a bunch of shit. The less stuff I take the better. That means I won't have to find room for it. I also forgot that I had three televisions. Luckily I'm giving one away.

I can't wait to be back in my own room again. I like having my personal space. I like not sharing a bathroom and I love being alone when I need to get things done. I love my family, but I'm so sick of being here. I don't think I want to come back for any longer than a week or two if need be.

Exciting news! Daniel should be moving to San Antonio soon. I think Kelly was the only one that met him but he's one of my best friends out of my Victoria crew. So having him 45 minutes down the road should be interesting. We'll have great fun and I know everyone will love hanging out with him too. If all else fails you can make fun of him. ;)

Got my Glassjaw and Used ticket already the other day. Get yours before it sells out and trust me it will sell out.

3 days till my return, slut monkeys. Be stoked.

Sunday, August 07, 2005

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My little brother just bought me one of those and said, "this is a belated birthday gift to hold you over till I can afford to buy you a new cd case."

I don't anticipate to drink it tonight because it's far too late. I could use it tomorrow for all of the packing and working out I will be doing.

Isn't that a fucking cool gift though? I thought so. Don't hate, Kelly.


So I don't think that many of you know about my oldest brother. No not Lawrence. He is my older brother but not the oldest. I have a half brother that my dad had out of wedlock before he married my mother.

When people ask me if I have any siblings I only mention the five that I've grown up with my entire life. Only a select few people know of my half brother and now everyone who actually reads this does. Anyway, after my dad picked me up from work tonight he said, "I got a letter from Christopher."

(!!!) <- That's what flashed in my head. My thoughts were, 'Okay, he's getting married or he wants to rub something in our faces.' It wasn't anything like that though. It was actually surprising what we recieved. I've always gotten the impression that he thinks he's better than us or something but I think it's much deeper than that now that I read his letter. It's more of jealousy I guess but now he's interested in us. It's amazing. I guess prison really does change people.

I hope my letter finds him well and not ass raped.

Friday, August 05, 2005


Welcome, Liz, to the obsticle course from hell. Where you will never be able to overcome a thing. Where your struggles will never become easier. Where all of your hard work doesn't show for shit. Where your goals will never be reached. Welcome, and have a nice life.

What the fuck am I doing wrong?!?!

Thursday, August 04, 2005


Today my mother said to me what she said to my father once. "My children don't belong in Victoria. They will suffocate here because their wings are too big." *smiles* I love her.

Tuesday, August 02, 2005


Look at these fucking boots.

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*laughs* I love how proud my parents are to be Texan. Oh man. What's sad is I just noticed those when my father was dusting them a minute ago. He said that we've had them for about 2 years. Geez. If I would have known that those would have been made fun of long before today. It's just one of those things where certain things aren't really noticed...it's just part of the scenary. You know what I mean.

Anyway it's totally 6 in the morning and I am still up. I'm going to be screwed when I wake.

Monday, August 01, 2005


It's three in the fucking morning. What am I doing up?

Anyway, I have a story. It's kinda lame but you're the one reading this. I just want to remember it. So a while back when Jennie was in town sometime in June we were hanging out and Rene and Daniel's like always. Rene walked in later from a Masque that one of his uncle's hosted or something. Anyway he was looking cute...the cutest I've seen him actually. He was wearing a mask, a top hat or something with this really cute white, green and blue button down shirt, and this kick ass tie.

Jennie asked him for his mask. I asked him for his tie. His response to me was, "you want my tie?"
"Yes, that's what I just said."
"Sure, it's just a tie."
Those aren't exact words but that's kinda how it went. You get the idea. Anyway, he never gave it to me and I had to bother him about it for days.

A couple of weeks ago we were sitting at Gary's and he was wearing that shirt and I said to him, "Rene, where is my tie? The one you wore with that shirt a few weeks ago."
He just laughed at me and said, "You're still on that?"
"Uh yes! You told me you would give it to me."
"Dude, that tie goes so good with this shirt though."
"Fine whatever, I'm leaving in a month and I will have you know that I'm going to be hunting you down on my way to San Marcos. I will have that tie."

Yesterday he walked into Daniel's room wearing the tie with a red shirt and said to me, "Do you think this will go good with what I'm wearing?"
I just laughed and said, "Fuck you."
Then he took it off and handed it to me and said, "Happy Birthday."
Yep, I have awesome friends. For the most part. Some are entirely too flaky though.

However, I'll have you know that my birthday was just awful and I still can't figure out what I did to deserve it but having Rene give me that tie made things a whole lot better.

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I don't know what my face is all about but I do know that it's before bed and it's after 3! I think I was biting my lip and really concentrating on taking that pic. Give me a break. I just wanted to show off my pimp tie.

On another note, I haven't worked out in two days! Someone should slap me. Also, Minus the Bear is F-in awesome. Less than two weeks till my return. Get your glassjaw & the used ticket.