Punch the Preggo!

School's finally about to start. This comes as quite a relief to me because I've been staying in my house a lot lately due to a lack of motivation. At least with school I should be out of my home for around 18 hours a week. That should take a pretty big time out of my staring at the wall time, but I'm willing to make that sacrafice. I also finally got around to changing some of the dummy classes I had originally registered for. I'm taking a calculus 1 class (for kicks), a writing class (required), an intro to c programming course (to test the waters), and an eastern philosophy course (because it sounded neat). I think those classes should keep me slightly more entertained than my previous selection.

Last weekend I spent some time hanging out with the new senior class of Hilhi. I went to the football game with Emily Stark, Natalie Perry, and Kiza Miller over to Jesuit to watch them get wailed on. Which was pretty fun. Afterwards we went over to Red Robins and talked. I remet this guy named Kyle. He's pretty funny. I wish I had his phone number or some way to get a hold of him. He's definately a winner. I also met some guy named John, but who cares about him! The next day Emily called me back up and we decided to watch a movie. It ended up being over at my house, and once again with the senior class. This time there were a lot of boys that I recognized including Jordan Shriner, Cody Fairbanks, that John guy, Brian Aldrich, and Matt Meeker (haha). Chelsea showed up shortly later, so I ditched the rest of them watching the movie and we got food, as per our usuall habit. We came back with MJ later on and partied a bit more. All in all I had some mixed feelings about the company I was in. It's strange feeling like you should be somewhere else. That you're definately out of place.

Yeah... I think that should do for now. Nothing's really coming to mind. Laters. Oh, check out a band called razorlight. They pretty much rock hardcore, like knifing an entire family.

you betta chickity check yoself

So I'm chillin like a villain who's illin' but he's got penicillin. I'm feelin that wheeling and dealin is gonna end up stealin these feelin's of freedom and it leaves me reelin. Bam. That was a hot rap for you.

And now onto the update:

I went on this camping trip the over Labor Day weekend, and boy was it something else. Basically I was guilt tripped into going with my friend, Lacy, aka the Trampster. So she, me, and my friend, Bobby G. all head down in this SUV and we get crazy... actually, there was no suv. And I didn't get crazy at all. I'm also getting sidetracked... Anyhow, we all get down to Jones Creek, and it's a family camping trip. Which I knew beforehand, but I didn't take into account that her family would be beer drinking, gun totin', off-roading, rednecks. I don't usually have anything against rednecks, but I didn't know any of them either and they kept getting on my case for not talking about silly things like who the best dirtbike rider was. Later in the evening after everybody was good and drunk they decide to take us up to the top of the mountain. After we all pile in this 60's rickety ford we go up this steep cliff, taking the occasional break for someone to pee/smoke pot/drink some more. Needless to say it was probably the most interesting experience of my life. Also, I don't think they like me. It's a real shame too.

I was talking to Elsa for a while about world peace and I've come to the conclusion that it may be obtained through the act of holding hands. What are your thoughts on the issue? I believe that nobody can stay angry if they're holding somebody's hand, but perhaps that's just me.

A while ago my parents bought these mini taco things from Costco. I wish I had some now. They were spicy and filled with goodness. In fact, I could go for any kind of food now. Thus, I shall end my post on that note. Feel free to send me food also. I will eat it and report back to you on my likings of said food. We could make a day of it. I am a big fan of anything cheesy.

Catch-22

Today I finished reading the book, Catch-22 by Joseph Heller. I must say, it has been the most fascinating and powerful book I have ever read. In fact, I strongly suggest putting it on your reading list.

"We'll allocate a minute and a half for you in the schedule. Will a minute and a half be enough?"

"Yes, sir. If it doesn't include the time necessary to excuse the atheists from the room and admit the enlisted men."

Colonel Cathcart stopped in his tracks. "What atheists?" he bellowed defensively, his whole manner changing in a flash to one of virtuous and belligerrent denial. "There are no atheists in my outfit! Atheism is against the law, isn't it?"

"No, sir."

"It isn't?" The colonel was surprised. "Then it's un-American, isn't it?"

"I'm not sure, sir," answered the chaplain.

"Well, I am!" the colonel declared. "I'm not going to disrupt our religious services just to accommodate a bunch of lousy atheists. They're getting no special privileges from me. They can stay right where they are and pray with the rest of us. And what's this about enlisted men? Just how the hell do they get into this act?"

The chaplain felt his face flush. "I'm sorry, sir. I just assumed you would want the enlisted men to be present, since they would be going along on the same mission."

"Well, I don't. They've got a God and chaplain of their own, haven't they?"

"No, sir."

"What are you talking about? You mean they pray to same God we do?"

"Yes, sir."

"And He listens?"

"I think so, sir."

"Well I'll be damned..."

Some Poetry for Michelle

Ode to Michelle

This is an ode to michelle
who's not to be confused with a shell
sometimes she doesn't smell.. as bad
and that's why I think she's swell

Trade Winds

an odor most foul...
where could it be coming from?
Oh, Hey there, Michelle.

Games

mario, yoshi
a timeless friendship forged
chris wuvs the michelle

Thirsty

secret of friendship,
what causes the lasting bond?
It's key lime soda.

White Power!

great prom company
who's my favorite person?
gotta be warmbier

Boy Troubles

boys are all around
why does Michelle sit alone?
she has a mustache...

I don't wanna wait.... for our lives to be over...

What to write... what to write... It seems as if my life has been fairly uninteresting for the last week or two. I'll take this as a sign to get out and find something new and exciting. If I haven't met you yet, we should meet. Or perhaps we could just go to some place I haven't been to before. Maybe I'll take up a hobby I haven't thought of yet.

My book reading has been moderately successful. I really enjoy Catch-22. It's been entertaining and quite thought provoking. On the surface you see a farsical cynisism of US government and buerocracy, however upon looking deeper one can find more truths than fairy tales within the story. The same story being related during a wwii era could easily translate into an accurate portrayal of today. I'll definately be checking out more Joseph Heller.

I finally registered for acouple classes over at PCC. So that's exciting. There's not much more to say about that.

Have you ever heard the phrase, "You never miss something until it's already gone?" It's the thought that seems to be running through my mind a lot lately. I want to see people more now that I think I ever really did before. I have greater appreciation for friendships that I didn't hold in the highest esteem before, simply because they were already there. I guess we all want what we can't have, but this is an awakening moment. To realize that I've wasted time on other friendships that could never maintain the same depth is a travesty to me. I wish I could go back and change some occurances. At the same time, however I understand that one could never experience happiness if they had not also experienced suffering. And so I take this tiem and experience for what it is; a moment for growth. A moment to mature into adulthood. While people are away I intend to make this a time to become more independant. I'll go out and do things on my own, because the time has passed for someone to hold my hand along the way.

And so ends the tale of Chris' blogging hiatus. As a sidenote, I'm going to try picking up linux. I'm downloading a copy of the fedora core 4. It should be exciting! Yeah, I'm a loser...