bah, so school starts again, and here we go on he cycle of stupid stupid classes….

my terachers are HILARIOUS though. this guy i have for chem is a motivational speaker. he talks really loud and asks rethorical questions all the time. “I mean, when you draw out the straight hydrocarbon, it looks straight right? but is it straight? NOOOOOO….” then my math te4acher is this old lady who basically teaches business classes but got given a calculus course first she was talking about deriviatives or something, and then all of the sudden she stops facing the board and proceeds to tell us that: “my grand daughters are the cutest and you should come up to my office to see pictures of them so you can see how sweet they are but phew did they wear me out over break they were just all over the place!” pretty much exactly like that, if i had been payign attention instead of staring at some girls rack that was sitting next to me, i might have picked up what the connection was. but since i was busy staring at the girl next to me (stealthily mind you) what she said almost made me bust up laughing cause it was just all one breath and ludicrous. then this guy i have for this criminal justice course. oh man, this guy has a voice mixed between that comedian bobcat and fozzie bear. and he says um every other word. he also has this rather large fro that just gets bigger during class becasue he keeps running his hands through it. and then we got a new conductor, and this guy is about as wimpy as they come, sheepish voice, english style teacher clothing, glasses. he looks like he could collapse at any moment. sigh… i guess all this stuff amuses me now, but i really think its going t9o take a toll on how much i go to class. i can only stand so much before i don’t want to go to class anymore. and that threshold just keeps getting lower and lower. but i suppose if i keep getting good grades it doesn’t matter how i get there….i can just see this biting me in the ass.

man what a wierd break, its hard to think that it finished only a few days ago. its all jsut growing up i suppose, people change, that was what i figured out over break. but ben pretty much sums it up by saying everythign is rediculous, cause really it is. absolutley nothign makes sense in this world when you look at it hard enough. god, especially my life. its like everything i have up here in washington (bellingham and redmond) just seems so wierd to me now. its like all i want to do is just get teh hell away from all this drama with friends and family, and just be somewhere where no one gives a damn about me cause they don’t know who i am.basically everyone i reall ylike keeps moving away so i am now being forced more and more to deal with people i don’t really want to. i really wonder what freaking obligations are keeping me here anymore. seems like i could just take my car from home (since its in my name) just sell all my furniture and shit and just go somewhere. but of cours ei won’t cause i do feel obligated to stay here for one reason or another, mostly my parents i suppose. but i wonder if drugs changed everythign for me, made me think the way i do now, or if its just getting older. the lack of control just makes you not give a damn about anything. and really, this is a potent combination when its teamed up with a lack of identity. rediculous, rediculous, rediculous, that’s what everythign is….so i guess i’ll just go with it.

ah well, enough preachign from me, time to go finsih up final fantasy x, which by the way is an excellent game

so, just keeping it real up in here, what can i say

boo ya grandma

haha, me and my friend jakub went up to baker on wednesday and it was teh absolute worst ski conditions i had ever seen. pretty much a good half of the base was gone due to the torrential downpour that had rocked it for the past 2 days. (we were stupid and didn’t check the conditions, just assumed that the rain would be snow at hte top of the mountain) and so it was still 34 dollars, and we weren’t goign to pay that. so i hiked up about half the mountain twice just to see what it was gonna be like, see if it was worth 26 dollars after 12. so after beign soaked through twice and hurting myself by having now control in the ice, i took off my borad and we drove down the mountain. god, we’re morons

oh yeah, and last night mike and i were standing outside of my house in bellingham when he said there was a rat there. lo and behold, next to the concrete steps was a small rat climbing up the steps. so both of us being piss drunk and blazed decide to pour beer on it. it just shakes it off and gets out of the stream, so we’re like “what the fuck, why doesn’t it do anything?” so mike wound up punting style and toe punched the rat. it was a solid thunk, and it just flew intot he bush. not a peep came out of it, and mike and i were laughing harder than either of us had for a long time, i think one of the neighbors came out and looked us, sheer insanity.

and new years was nuts…there’s still residual from that shit

so out…blogger goes down, and i’m delinguint, haven’t blogged in awhile, too much on my brain to even write it down i suppose, drama drama drama, makes the world go round or something like that. new years was a blast, sorry i didn’t come down to seattle, i just didn’t feel like hanging around there. went nuts with the b’ham crew including a few people we hadn’t seen in awhile (jon & joshi, and miss abra) and we drank like 15 bottles of champagne and wine between about 8 of us, after the party and lots of promiscuity among everyone, we came back to 203.

oh ya, saw vanilla sky today, absolutly incredible movie, i would reccomend seeing it many times