Well, It Begins

I never blog. Then I blog three times in a day.

Bed time, but I started my Advanced Creative Writing class the other day and thought I'd mention it.

It scared the crap out of me. The teacher is actually a, well, writer! Not one of the failed ones that teach because they suck. I didn't much enjoy his book, but many people did. Some things just aren't up your alley. Although I didn't like the book, I still can recognise the talent he has and what he will hopefully be able to teach me. I have a feeling that, when writing about different subjects, I would really enjoy his style.

So, I need five pieces to workshop. God help me.

On top of this, I'm taking Linear Algebra and Vector Geometry (really, don't even ask!), so I'm sure I'll die this semester. I'm also taking a crazy memorization heavy history course with two giant papers and a film class with about a billion assignments.

What in the hell was I thinking?

Anyways, I have to be up at 6 to make it to my math class on time (don't laugh) so I'd better jet.

Eat This, Tom Cruise

As a former psychology major, I get really angry at people like Tom Cruise. You can only imagine.

Anyways... I'm late on the pick up of this story, but take a look.

Jonathan Knight in 2000 (take a listen... before getting to this awful, jittery BETTER point, he spent like three years hiding in bed).

Jonathan Knight now...

Voila. The wonders of good psychiatric care. I'm pretty sure Zoron (or what have you) and vitamins didn't get him to this point.

If you look around youtube, there's a few great videos of him finally singing his solo on tour and every other band member going absolutely bat shit insane.

Go Jon!

Maybe he'll go on a Cruise Hunt?

Patrick Swayze

At age 57, Patrick Swayze died today.

One of my dance teachers once had an audition with him. She knew she wasn't the right choreographer and pretty much told him so, but he (and his wife) danced and had fun with her for an entire afternoon just because. She was amazed at how kind hearted he was. She was amazed at how much he and his wife loved each other. Basically, she was just amazed that someone so famous and powerful could be so genuinely nice and kind and amazing and human.

I think I've said this before, but pancreatic cancer sucks. It really sucks. It's a death sentence. That needs to change.

If you've ever seen a Patrick Swayze movie and you feel a little shitty because he's fucking dead, go donate a couple bucks to cancer research.

I know that, as a collective, we're smart enough to beat this thing.

Quarter Life Crisis

One of my friends is going through what I like to call her 'Quarter Life Crisis'.

What does this entail? Well, let me tell you...

- Breaking up with a wonderful boyfriend
- Making out with eighteen-year-olds
- Excessive bar hopping/drinking
- Dropping out of school
- Spending time with shallow people
- Avoiding us reasonable people

Now, this is a person who is smart. This is a person who could really excell in life. And yet, she's being a complete tool.

Is this normal??

Seriously.

In other news, school starts tomorrow for me. I'm ubber excited. My parking space is in the furthest parking lot possible, but I figure I'll just get lots of exercise walking all over... I'm sure my view will change come -40.