Welcome to the Weirdness of Me

Thu, 09 Mar 2006 22:30:03 GMT

Courtesy of Kris. I found this so amusing I had to share. (BTW today I got DJ Shadow "Entroducing" and Pink Floyd's 30th Anniversary "Dark Side of the Moon" records today. Sweet.)

Atlantathrashers.com: This is your first Thrashers game - what do you think so far?

Lil' Jon: There's a lot of action. It's crazy how they get right up on you if you are sitting near the ice. They came up on us, and it almost looked like the glass was about to come over on us (laughs). I am loving it though - my wife was just saying she wants to get season tickets, she likes it so much.

Atlantathrashers.com: We understand your son plays hockey?

Lil' Jon: Yeah he does. Actually his coach I think may work for the team, he was just on the ice during one of the timeouts just now. He's just getting started, but he can skate really, really well. That's the biggest thing, learning how to stay on your feet. He is learning to be able to leave his feet, hop over sticks and stuff, and get back up when he falls down really fast, so he is doing real well so far.

Atlantathrashers.com: What do you think is harder - for you to play hockey or for a Thrashers player to rap?

Lil' Jon: For them to rap (laughs). I can skate. I used to come to the games when they were the Flames, I'm even wearing a Flames throwback jersey. I'm real old school - we used to ice skate over here when it was the Omni, so I'm sure I could play a little hockey. But they probably suck as rappers.

Atlantathrashers.com: A lot of hockey players are known for having lost some teeth over the years. Do you think you could help them out with that?

Lil' Jon: Definitely. I got a great jeweler dentist, we could hook them up with some bling. I'll definitely help them out, get 'em a nice grill going.

Atlantathrashers.com: Last question - how cool would it be if the Thrashers won the Stanley Cup?

Lil' Jon: That would be great - we'd have to put some crunk juice in the Cup, drink that out of it, it'd be awesome.

a long one

Mon, 27 Feb 2006 17:06:04 GMT

Okay, so here's how my life has been. It's my last real semester of school (by "real", I mean more than 3 credits) and thus I am a busy bee. Class Schedule:

ME 306 (retake-- long painful story)
ME 400 (Senior seminar; kind of a joke)
ME 401 (Intro Project design course; wouldn't be so bad if my group had half a brain cell between the three of them and they weren't continually trying to screw me over)
ME 402 (Senior design course-- this is a job literally)
ME 404 (Manufacturing course that really just takes up time and space in my head)
ME 423 (Senior technical elective-- intro to aerodynamics. oh the joys of flight)
ME 424 (Senior Lab)

Basically, this means that I spend on average 20 hours in a given week on class time. This does not include group meetings, employer presentations, or lab time. My lab is so hard because they don't give you a step-by-step "DO THIS" paper. The lab consists of them saying "I'm gonna swing this bar, you make the one it's attached to not move" and us saying "Umm... that's like natural frequency, right?" and looking at each other for clues on how to do our lab experiment. If you think Intro to Aerodynamics must be simple, it's not. It's a graduate level course that they just aren't making the undergrads write the last paper for. My 402 class is actually a job. We have an employer who has hired us, and we have log books, confidentiality agreements, patents pending and the whole nine yards. Pretty nuts.

Add into this the fact that I have the FE (an 8 hour exam on engineering) in April so my review course is 3 hours every Wednesday night. Thus we're up to 23 hours class time, 26 with time spent in labs, and if you add in group meetings, I'm usually on campus 35 hours a week. This does not include homework, projects, or studying on my own time. I'm a busy a little bee.

Add into this the fact that I'm still trying to get my ass in gear to have my law stuff finished (which it now basically is as of today) and the fact that I have to pay for all this crap.

This leads me into my weekends. Work hard, play harder. That has been the motto. Two weekends ago the only sunlight I saw was when it came up before I went to bed. I did not go to bed before 7:30 am Thursday night, Friday night, Saturday night, or Sunday night. The previous Tuesday I went to bed at 4 am, and that Wednesday I went to bed at 3 am. We're talking all this on a week of no sleep.

I know you might not beleive it, but none of this is a complaint. I am thoroughly enjoying this trying and ultimately demolishing time I am going through. What I can't handle is my dad calling leaving me 4 messages in 3 hours on my phone yelling because I haven't called him in a day. Seriously. Kari is busy. Very busy.

Last note before I got to my lab: I have a new nickname. For those of you aware, everyone calls me Kahk down here, more so than even my real name. I am introduced this way. Now over this last weekend it has morphed into the "Kahk Gobbler". Yep, that's about my life right now.

Thu, 12 Jan 2006 12:25:41 GMT

hey, little dudes! i'm all anti-caps today so deal with it. well, here comes my first thursday. yeowsers, this will suck. class from 8 to 6:30? yeesh. (yeah, that's right i said yeesh).

working on the law essay. it's so good thanks to my sister. :) she's neato.
k, gotta go for now.

kris, hang out when ya wanta, cool dude.

too much fun

Wed, 11 Jan 2006 02:02:44 GMT

Half-Cocked
Random Brutal Sex Dreamer (RBSDf)

Fiery. Hungry. Blatant. Sexual. Christ. You are Half-Cocked.

There's a lot of wild lust inside you, banging around, that much is obvious. There's also a lot of untamed emotion. When either escapes, look out. One minute you're completely together, the next you're a howling gale of hormones and opinions.

Outside relationships, your intense, mercurial personality makes you a charmer. You can be fiercely devoted, and it's likely that many of your friends will be friends-for-life. Of course, your enemies are likewise certain and zealous, especially your exes and their therapists.

Your exact opposite:
The Maid of Honor

You will find the right person. In the short term, he's someone virile who won't sweat your imperfections. In the long term, he will be someone mature and caring who will grow to love them.

ALWAYS AVOID: The Slow Dancer

CONSIDER: The Playboy, The Billy Goat

Thu, 05 Jan 2006 22:57:14 GMT

While I have a few, I figured I'd do a little write-up. I have dinner in the oven; parents on their way home. I'm just too cool.

Went down to the Florida Keys for Christmas. I had a great time in Key West, but Key Largo is massively underdeveloped for tourism. The highlight of the trip was my brother putting my sister over his shoulder military-carry style while lying on the ground and then trying to get up and run with her combat-style (which means she had to "shoot" too). I seriously peed a little. I changed right after. And congrats to my mom and brother who are the only people in the family who don't make sounds when they sleep. My dad snores like a train, my sister makes some mermaid screech sound and I have fully conversations (apparently with myself).

It was sad when my brother and sister left again; I miss them bunches. This was the first Christmas in three years that we've all been together. I forgot how funny my brother is. Oh, and for any of you who'd find this interesting, my dad with a few mich ultra's is GIDDY. Like GID. DY. It's so freakin funny. And I was pretty shocked to hear from Tommy to wish me a Merry Christmas. In a good way.

Christmas dinner we had in gas station (because nothing is open-- this we know) and my dad and I shared some sketchy lookin mystery meat burger. It made my tummy hurt so badly. We watched Smallville all the way there and back and I am hook-ed. (pronounced "who-ked".)

Btw, Lisa and Sarah I really just suck at the post office thing. I'm mailing your gifts either tomorrow or next Wednesday. I know, totally random, but hey. waht can you do.

In short I can't wait to get back to my life in Clemson (miss my Strah!!)

Thu, 29 Dec 2005 10:19:05 GMT

I can't sleep. It's almost 5:30 am. I'm so tired I've started crying twice, and yet I'm wide awake. Go figure that one out. My mind is my worst enemy. Sometimes I hate it, and wish I could just flick a switch to turn it off.

I don't know what it is that I can't stop thinking about, but I'm pretty sure it has something to do with the whole future thing. How do you deal with it? Every single decision you make every single day affects the entire rest of your life. That's some heavy stuff. A guy at my dad's work just lost his 22 year old daughter in a car accident on the 24th. I mean, what if she had just taken the time to put in a different c.d. before she left. Would she be alive? Man. Way too deep.

I appre

Wow

Fri, 09 Dec 2005 14:52:56 GMT

Dude, I'm still around. Actually, it's the last day of classes, my second class was cancelled and I didn't know it, the third class I have to leave for in 7 minutes to give a presentation, and I'm chillin in the libary.
Last night, when I gave the pizza guy the money, I also handed him a red and white pepermint (I have about 5 million. My mom gave them to me to get rid of. We have them out in these pretty glass and gold containers-- seeing as it looks like Christmas threw up in our appartment, they go pretty well. There are also rolos though in one jar, so none of the pepermints will be eaten until those are gone.) That was the longest parenthetical statement ever. But the real point was I gave one to the pizza guy and said "Seasons Greetings" when I did it. He was so confused. Matt Green, Alexa, Melany and I almost peed our pants we were laughing so hard. And I did it with a straight face. Sweet.
In other news, I'm going to law school. In one of these places: Washington DC, Colorado, Southern Californai, or Arizona. Small chance of ending up in South Carolina, but very small. Since my dad is the CO of Spawars, he got a bunch of the lawyers who work for him to help me prep for law school. How cool is that? I felt so neato. We went to this all-fancy restaraunt.
Apparently all I need to do now is learn golf.

Bet you didn't know I still existed

Thu, 06 Oct 2005 14:28:22 GMT

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Fifteen men on a dead man's chest!
Cutlass or pistol?
What is the name of your pirate ship?
Where is your secret pirate base?
What kind of loot do you prefer?
What do you and your crew prefer to be called?
Parrot or monkey?
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Your bumbling cabin boy with a heart of gold	captmeg123
The aloof, yet honorable, pirate with a mysterious past	e_rich
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Wed, 27 Jul 2005 15:40:52 GMT

Hey everyone. As of this Friday, my new cell phone number will be (843)513-6463. Hope everything is well with all of you. :)

Mon, 11 Jul 2005 15:55:59 GMT

So here's an update on my life (this should really only take two words, but I'll lengthen for reading purposes).

Hot Bill is back. The one who is so hot he made me fail all the classes he was in first semester. Or, you know, something like that. He sits next to me in Thermo. We talk. And work together. And he says "good morning" to me when I come in. Oh the hotness. It actually causes physical pain in my chest. I'm not kidding. I'm obsessed. Ask anyone who's talked to me lately. Just so hott...

Classes blow. Seriously, I need a break. I get only two weeks in August and then I don't get a real break until December. Wow. Working must suck.

I get to see Heather and Kevin in August!! Yay!!!! And then I go to Michigan, and I get to see Lisa, and Damian, and Lindsey, and Suzann and anyone else who wants to see me! Hooray! (They're just the people I know for sure I get to see right now).

Well that's my life. Aren't you glad you read up on it? I bet you are.

P.S. Rob, seriously, get in touch, would ya?

Sat, 02 Jul 2005 15:25:07 GMT

Can I just say I'm pissed off? Cuz I am. I really really REALLY am. Went up to visit my brother on Wednesday and we had a lot of fun. Until Thursday night when we met those guys at the bar. (By "we" I mean me and Alexa). Thursday night was great until about 7:30 in the morning ( I guess that would be Friday) and then all of it has sucked since then. And my dad is about to make me get in my car and drive back to school for the remainder of my "vacation" seeing as I have one freakin day of it. Pissed off.

hi you

Sat, 11 Jun 2005 22:57:12 GMT

So I know a lot of you have been asking about what kiss I was referring to in my away message. Well, if you were watching the MTV Movie Awards, you know which kiss I'm referring to. The on-stage kiss between Rachel Mcadams and Ryan Gosling when they won the award for best kiss in "The Notebook". Wow. If you missed it, don't worry. I taped it. *sigh*

So then today Alexa and I went to see "Mr. and Mrs. Smith". It was freakin fantastic. If you havent' seen it yet, go. Go now. Get your tickets online. And leave your house within 30 minutes. Especially if you're a girl. It's so hot.

I have so much work to do; I'm way over my head in the stuyding department. :-P I'll never catch up before Wednesday. I don't want to graduate any more. I don't want to do classes. I think I just want to go out in search of Ryan Gosling or Brad Pitt or whomever. You know, the guy that fits the bill. I think that is a worthwhile endeavor. And my parents will understand.

I don't have anything substantial to say. Just meaningless blather. So I'm off to study. :-P Or watch The Kiss again. Maybe I'll do that...

You're da bees nees

Mon, 30 May 2005 15:43:11 GMT

So I think a sqirrel is living in my closet. I hear a lot of scratching. Or it could just be Alexa on the other side of the wall. But I prefer to think animals live in there.

Rob is in town. Or kind of. That's outstanding. Haven't seen him in a year. Speaking of, that was sort of a miserable time. If you ever get the chance to work in a dorm without air conditioning over the summer, you should pass on that one. I'm hoping maybe I'll get to see Rob and finally meet this Kris. My stalker. :)

So Colorado was a blast. Had great fun, and relaxed. Got to see my sister. Highlight of my trip. And if any of you have ever stayed at Embassy Suites, you know that 5-7:30 is a fun time in the hotel. As several of you know, Trevor and I took full advantage of that time, and I kicked his butt. Also, you know that you should never eat the pizza. Just say no.

Some seriously WEIRD things have been going on lately. Lisa, you must call when you can and we must talk on these things. You'll be wowed. And only some are in a good way. As Becki says, it's feast or famine. Especially when it comes to boys. I know that about... all of you are confused right now, but eh. It's not in my nature to be mysterious, but I can't tell you why and I can't tell you why I can't.

So this guy in my strength of materials class has been staring. A lot. I recognized him from my Matlab (*intense loathing face*) class, and so I just went up and talked to him today. He's a cool dude. Dave is the name. We're gonna study together. Cool. Beer.

My palm tree is freakin doin awesome. And she said I couldn't make it grow. Don't doubt me. I know about lesbian golfers (unless you took botany you have no clue what I'm talking about).

Well I'm going to go and run for a bit. My sunburn is gone. I'm all tanned on my back now. And that's cool. "And he was all like, 'I am not cool,' and now he's like BANANNANBANENANNNNNNNAAAAA."

Shocks? Pegs? Luckyyyyyy. You ever take it off any sweet jumps?

helloooooooo

Tue, 24 May 2005 17:40:47 GMT

I don't know that this is all right, but for the most, yeah. Anyway, I'm back from Colorado, I know you thought I fell off America. But I dinint. I'm taking classes. I'll update asap as to... eh, you know. Stuff.

So I bowled a 54 last night. I'm pretty much the best bowler I know. I'd say that's one of my skillz. If you want to borrow it.

And also, I have a frog living inside the door behind my gas cover. He lives on top of my gas cap. I know not what he eats, but I'm willing to bet he's high.

The Keys to Your Heart

You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.

In love, you feel the most alive when your lover is creative and never lets you feel bored.

You'd like to your lover to think you are loyal and faithful... that you'll never change.

You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please.

Your ideal relationship is open. Both of you can talk about everything... no secrets.

Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.

You think of marriage something you've always wanted... though you haven't really thought about it.

In this moment, you think of love as something you thirst for. You'll do anything for love, but you won't fall for it easily.

What Are The Keys To Your Heart?

WOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!

Tue, 10 May 2005 02:02:12 GMT

So here I am. Finally out of the slump I called my life for three years. Now I completely realize that all that happened was I did really well on a few finals and got the best grades for a semester that I've ever had. Btw, Kristin I could NEVER have done chem without you. I love you! But it's so much more than that. If you've been anywhere around me for the last three or four months, something has changed.

I'm not the person I used to be (praise allah for that). The thing is, I know exactly what made the difference: I'm happy now! And it's not because of a boy. It's not because I'm in a new state. It's not because of the great weather and fantastic people I live with (Alexa, I heart you so much). It's because I decided to be happy. I just made the decision, and seriously it changed so much.

I'm going to Colorado in the morning and I can't wait. I'm thrilled to see my cousins and my sister. I also get to see my grandparents and my aunt. And my mom is hoping I'll marry Nathan, but I think that's just weird. However, that's an entirely separate entry.

In short, this year has been the best of my life. And it's because I decided to make it that way. It's so empowering to know... you can be happy just because you want to.

neato

Sun, 01 May 2005 03:41:05 GMT

Your Birthdate: July 27

Your birth on the 27th day of the month (9 energy) adds a tone of selflessness and humanitarianism to your life path.

Certainly, you are one who can work very well with people, but at the same time you need a good bit of time to be by yourself to rest and meditate.

There is a very humanistic and philanthropic approach in most of things that you do.

This birthday helps you be broadminded, tolerant, generous and very cooperative.

You are the type of person who uses persuasion rather than force to achieve your ends.

You tend to be very sensitive to others' needs and feelings, and you able to give much in the way of friendship without expecting a lot in return.

What Does Your Birth Date Mean?

aoejf

Sun, 10 Apr 2005 23:11:53 GMT

What a fan-friggin-tastic weekend. Friday night we all went out to Melany's lake house. We stayed up until 4:30. We actually played truth or dare. I haven't that since middle school. Melany pole-danced with a tree, Alexa belly-danced, and that's not all. I don't think I can ever face Tommy or Brett again.
Saturday we went to Alexa's parents'. We had a great time there. They grilled out for us and the food was fabulous. We went out to Blue Ridge and at midnight, and it was so fun. Alexa was so funny. And every time Melany blew this stupid horn we had to shout "Happy birthday, Alextra!" I think we upset a lot of people. Samantha and I were the only sober ones there. These two guys that Alexa walked up to and said were hot showed up at the house (and one was looking 8 inches too low the whole time he talked to me-- bleh) and that was hilarious. Stayed up til 6:30 last night. All in all, one of the top-ten weekends this year.

Spring Break

Sun, 03 Apr 2005 19:57:24 GMT

So spring break was last week, and I only just now have felt like writing about it. Wasn't feeling so hot this week.

So over spring break I went to the ballet (Don Quixote-- it was fantastic), Clements Ferry became Crinkleberry, BP is B Pizzle, our phone numbers were given to a scary old man clearing a table instead of our waiter (still funny), we met a crew of coast guard guys through scuba shady, James said I "got to him" and called me a few times (though I haven't heard from him recently; I think that one is joke-worthy now), Melany is still talking to Jared and he's coming to visit this summer, we went to the beach and Alexa got FRIED, there are a lot of really old drunk men who hit on young girls in Charleston.

We had a great time. So I still have to laugh because this guy James is built like the hulk but his last name is Lily. And who gets Sergio tatooed on their back? Hahahahahahahahaha. Oh, what a fun spring break.

Here

Mon, 28 Mar 2005 14:37:33 GMT

This is an email from my brother. Just so you guys know what's up.

hey whats up all? hope all is going well. i got here late so i never
had a chance to volunteer for the commander's combat escort convoy, but
i have been trying to get on it since i got here. today i finally got
on it because they lost some people. i wanted to be a gunner since i
had all that experience in korea as the heavy weapons gunner, but they
assigned an infantry NCO who got attatched to us with that position.
they did make me the colonel's driver though, which is kind of cool but
not the job i wanted. at least i have the responsibility of driving a
colonel in combat conditions, which is cool. we are rolling out here
sometime in the future for some various jobs and missions, so keep me in
your prayers please. anyways not much else going on, take care all
love,
jake

You will be missed

Thu, 17 Mar 2005 22:38:09 GMT

Posted on March 14, 2005

Man found in intersection apparently killed himself
By From staff reports
A Spartanburg Public Safety officer found the victim of an apparent suicide in a car at a city intersection Sunday morning.

Bryan Douglas Terry, 24, of 9109 Warren Abernathy Highway, was discovered lying across the steering wheel of a blue Honda at Broad and Spring streets about 6:30 a.m.

A handgun was found near his body.

The Spartanburg County Sheriff's Office sent out an advisory about Terry possibly having suicidal intentions after taking a report after 3 a.m.

Posted on March 15, 2005

Bryan D. Terry
SPARTANBURG, SC-- Bryan Douglas Terry, 24, of 9109 Warren H. Abernathy Highway, went to be with the Lord on March 13, 2005.

A native of Greenville County, son of Marion D. and Lynn Satterfield Terry, he was a member of Edwards Road Baptist Church. Bryan was truly loved by his family and many friends.

Also surviving are his maternal grandmother, Evelyn Satterfield Lemmons of Taylors; paternal grandmother, Isola Terry of Greenville; his sister and brother-in-law, Stacy and Matt Williams of Greer, and their son, Tagert Williams.

Funeral services will be held 3:00 p.m. Wednesday at Edwards Road Baptist Church, conducted by Rev. Johnny Hall. Entombment will follow in Woodlawn Memorial Park Mausoleum.

I guess it's just that weekend

Mon, 14 Mar 2005 18:00:16 GMT

I have so many emotions right now. They're all buzzing through my mind and I can't grasp any one. Last night I was driving back to Clemson, singing out as loud as I could to Evanescence, and I got a call from Melany.

We have this friend, Brian Terry. Some stuff happened, and he was a really cool guy. He had so much life and energy and was so different from anyone I'd met.

Saturday night Brian was talking to Bob on the phone, and Bob tried to convince Brian not to kill himself; that he had a reason to live, until Bob heard the gunshot over the phone. Brian killed himself.

I'm crying because I'm so devastated that he's just gone. Like that. Over. I keep waiting for him to come walking through the door joking about how he'll streak if we don't do such-and-such. I keep waiting for him to sit his tiny little self down next to me on the futon and put his arm around me and tell some stupid joke. I keep looking around at stuff thinking "he was just sitting there."

I'm so angry at him. I can't believe he did that. What could be so bad that he couldn' keep going? How could he do that to Bob? How could he do that to all of his friends?

Is there ANYthing I could have done. I should have said SOMEthing different. I should have...

I can't believe he's gone. I still just can't believe it.

Wed, 16 Feb 2005 17:01:20 GMT

it's been many moons, and with free time pre-lab, i return. i gotta say i'm feelin a lot of violent tendencies in the school-department from people.what's up with that? school is FON!! oh, no wait that's how i remember hydrogen-bonds... what a loser.
so freshmen are fun. and hilarious. i laugh at them. a lot. in class. to their faces. and they think i'm nice still. Ha. Haha.
so no more jokes about ryan, you make me ill with your torment.
jared made me cry. he's mean. :( i'm not THAT ugly. and lisa loves me like this. so up your's ya douche bag. ha. hahahaha. lab work will be fun now.

brad arnold loves me. no really, he does. he winked at me. through the screen. i KNOW he loves me so all of you just need to stop killing my hopes. you dream-crushers.

j.j. redick emailed melany. they're getting married. or she'll stalk him. one or the other, whatever. it should be interesting either way. and i'm out.

p.s. andy is so cool.

My sister inspired me to update

Fri, 21 Jan 2005 21:50:46 GMT

I realize that... well, one of you know my sister, so I wanted to share this with you. For her english class she was reading "the road less travelled" and she noticed this line:
" yet knowing how way leads on to way,
i doubted if i should ever come back."
She has a really good point on it. If you think about it, so many of our choices are permanent. And not only that, but they control the rest of our lives. It's just something to think about...

My roommates are moving next semester. This leaves me in a pickle. I don't want to stay here. Becki and Melany want me to live with them, which is about $150 more. No go there. Although the new place is soooo nice.

My classes this semester are superb. They really make me happy. I have English 103. Yeah-heah!! I actually have SPELLING TESTS. And Chem 102. Woo! So far we're doing pv=nrt (and she spent four lectures on pressure). *sigh* I heart easy classes. Oh, and I also have French 202. Instead of calling our professor "modeste" someone called him "modiste" -- which is a fashion designer. He did the funnies little walk and said "non, je ne suis pas...." It was great. The only thing that beat that in a French class was when Daniel brought crepes and pothead had about 12, and when some girl told Thao that she spent last night at his house. Oh, good stuff.

3 DOORS DOWN IS FREAKING COMING TO CLEMSON!! I can't wait. All of my roommates are going with me. And their cd is coming out soon!! Woo hoo!! I'm so excited.

Alright, that's enough updating. Oh, last thing: today I was tailgating this woman who was driving me nuts, and I went to pass her: yes, it was definitely my chemistry professor. Niiiiiiice.

Thu, 13 Jan 2005 21:32:11 GMT

I think the 26 year old Adam guy from my English lab has a crush on me in his "I'm so boring and talk so slow to attract you" type way. Eeish. Classes are interesting we can say. Lots of freshman/sophomore classes, which is funny since I'll be graduating next year. My room makes me happy now, I finally got my mom's birthday present, I just got Sarah's Christmas present for me (Sex and the City!!!!!!!!!! Yeeeaaaaaayyyyy!!) and I'm feeling happy right now. I've already lost three pounds since I've been back to school and I'm determined to get all A's and one B this semester. (That one hard class, you know).

And Becki's going with me to see 3 DOORS DOWNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!! Woo hoo!

We watched "The Doors" last night, dacquaris were split, bands were made (we're Fusion Broadband) and drunk roommates didn't go to bed until 5 am. It was a good night. Don't forget my new nickname. You can call me Huba Puba for short. :-D Yay. Buh bye.

Ha

Tue, 11 Jan 2005 03:42:33 GMT

No no no no no. Get this, it's hilarious:

Hee heee hee. Sorry, Rob. I'll untie you, I promise. :-D

So I have to go back to Clemson tomorrow. :( I know, all of you had to go back already and you probably want to pound me. But still. It's different for you. Most of you actually have... friends. But I've made up my mind, set things right in my heart, and it's all going to be different now. I think Audy and I found the same motivation. :) I know what you mean, Autumn.

Anywho, that's about all that I have to say right now. Lisa, I'm mailing your Christmas present tomorrow (I know, I know I'm sorry) so I promise I have not forgotten you. And I'm out.