You see what happens when I go to bed without posting? Guilt tears through my body, jolting me out of a sound sleep....either that or I was thirsty and now I can't fall back asleep. Hmmmm....anyway, tonight was a pretty boring night. I'd say the highlight was talking to my oldest brother on AIM. That was pretty crazy because...well....he was a half a world away and in a war zone. I mean seriously. Yeah.

The reason why tonight sucked was partly because absolutely nothing was going on around campus, but mainly because the 2nd year girl is up in MN assisting a friend look at colleges that he thinks he's going to transer to. So I couldn't hang out with her. Although, it was partly good because she was staying with her best friend at the U of M and I know for a fact that they were talking about me. How do I know? They called a couple of times. I got added as this chick's friend on Facebook. I changed my Facebook pic so she could know what I looked like. Anyway, it seemed like she approved, so that was cool.

In other news, the battle to gain weight and be buff continues. I honestly think it's working. I'm hungry all the time now. I had a taco, a grilled-cheese sandwich, and some pizza for lunch. For supper we went to McDees where I got a McChicken, a Double Cheeseburger, and fries. And I ate it all. And then we went back later and I got a large fry. That may not seem like that much to some of you, but for those who know how much I used to eat....that's a lot, isn't it?! Yeah. It's pretty awesome.

Well, at any rate, I should try to go back to bed. I got this new mattress pad dealy from the 2nd year girl and it makes my bed like a little slice of heaven. It's amazing. I invite you all to stop by and try it out. And I mean that in the most sexual way possibe. Peace.

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In case you haven't noticed, I am the king of bad timing. Unbelievable. So tonight about 10 minutes before I had to go to work, the 2nd year girl brings up a topic. A topic that we needed to talk about. It was bad, but yet good at the same time. But it was such a typical situation for me that I almost laughed out loud, which would have been just about the worst thing for me to do. And then she was confused by the way I was taking it. I think she thought I'd be really upset. But my whole new view on life allowed me to take it all in stride. So we're good again. Kinda.

Basically it just means I'm stepping up my usual "corey girl mode." A mode which, until I really thought about it, I didn't realize existed. But it definitely does. And what is the "corey girl mode?" I think it's best described as caring an extra amount. Paying attention to all the little things and storing them for later use. Making everyday be the best day. Attention, plus little surprises along the way. That's not say I use the same formula with every girl or situation or whathaveyou, but there definitely is a pattern of somesort.

Anyway, wow. I gotta go to bed. I think I may actually make my resume tomorrow. My word, I'm way behind in the game!

I'm entering no-man's land. It's a dangerous zone. I've been looking forward to getting my hair cut shorter (if not all the way short) for a while now. But tonight I was talking with the 2nd year girl (yeah, I've come to terms with how young she is and chose the obvious alias for her. If you think she's too young for me, then screw you.) anyways, I was talking the 2nd year girl tonight and she finally made the comment that she has been hinting at for a while. She doesn't want me to cut my hair.

Dangit.

Now I don't know what to do. I do probably need a trim, that's not a problem. But to what length? I have serious doubts about myself now. I don't want to screw anything up at such an early point in....whatever....but at the same time, I can't imagine that she'd be so vain that it'd make a difference. In fact, I know that she's the opposite of vain. Which is why she's cool.

Grrr....

Well....let's see...I really didn't get all that much done tonight. I got a little reading done and I got my two works I'm submitting to the literary magazine all revised and finished up, but I definitely could've gotten more homework done. Oh well. I decided to instead finish watching Boyz In The Hood and then the girl came over.

*editor's note*
In case you haven't noticed, I've yet to decide what I'm going to call said girl on this page. She's not girlfriend, but she's more than friend. I've gone through several different names for people on here, i.e. Ghetto Bowler, G-Master, 4th year girl, the Russian chick, best friend, etc. But I don't know what to use just yet. And plus I think it's too early to even put a name on her yet.

Anyway, she came over and suddenly it was past midnight. Oh well. I felt bad for her because she has a lot of stuff to do this week, and I don't really. But she feels bad because she's going to be gone this weekend and I think she's trying to make up for it. I dunno. Whatever.

Hmmm...In other news, the weight lifting has continued now into the third week. I'm actually starting to increase weights. And today I started doing the protein thing. A small shake before lifting and a small shake after. The effects of the protein are a little strange because when you're lifting your arms don't really get sore. Like they don't feel tired, but then when your doing your third set or whatever they just don't work anymore. So in other words, you don't feel it as much...but stuff is going on. Like when we got done we were discussing this and I said my chest muscles felt fine, so my buddy had me try to do some push-ups and I fell flat on my face. Craziness. But that's also nice because I hated being sore all the time. It made me feel weaker than before. Whatever.

Ok, I need to go to bed. Peace out, y'all.

Hey, I re-added a link. Nate Lyke has started posting again, though I don't peruse his site for his journal. Check out his film that you can download. It's pretty impressive. Hopefully he'll start making some music again. I liked his stuff.

I'm not bragging here, but I thought I'd give you an update as to how I'm doing in my grammars course. You know, the one where I failed a couple of quizes in a row and had to retake two quizes three times? Well, we had our Unit 1 test last week and got the grades back today. Yup, I got an A-. The 5th highest grade in the class. And that was after continously getting the lowest quiz grades out of everyone. What does that mean? Maybe that I finally understood it. Maybe I'm a slow learner. Maybe I was more worried about the test. But most likely that 3 years of college courses has taught me how to study well and efficiently.

Well wow. This weekend was madness. Absolute madness. And I got like zero homework done...but only part of that was my fault. Friday was...well, Friday. Who does homework on a Friday? Plus, from 6:30 until way late I was otherwise occupied. Then on Saturday we had the Homecoming football game, then I went and watched the Wartburg Men's Soccer Team demolish yet another team, then I took a nap, then I went and got a sixer and got supper, then we had a ton of people over, then "she" came over for a while and that was good and then it was suddenly 2 a.m. And now today (sunday) I had to play for Homecoming worship, and then we had about an hour and a half break, and then we had a concert in the afternoon which lasted until nearly 4 p.m. And then I had a little break, and then I had Brass Quintet rehearsal, and then I had work, and then I finally got a little bit of homework done.

I mean seriously. Zero homework time. But it was still a good weekend. *smile* Yup, I could definitely use a few more of those. Now I just need to get in gear and get my resume together (oops!) and figure out the rest of my life and finish up a poem and a short story for the fall-issue of our Literary Magazine and start on a big news analysis project and catch up on all of my reading I put off the past few days. Hmmm....is it Fall Break yet?

Wow...so I pulled out Chad's story tonight. I don't even know where it came from....I was just suddenly talking about it. That's weird, because I never talk about that unless it's a way serious moment. I guess she just got it out of me.