It's time to be nice to the people you can't stand all year.

Merry Christmas! I don't usually celebrate Christmas but this year I'm at my cousins house in Bumblefuck nowhere in the Bronx. It's pretty fucking boring but this one and a half year old cousin I never knew I had is providing great entertainment. He's dancing to Bob marley not knowing what he's saying but feeling the rhythm and beat. It goes to show you how wonderful music actually is. Music is a language we all understand and not to sound cheesy but it's the greatest gift on this earth. Fuck you guys ...it's true

Come sit next to me, pour yourself some tea.

Well I'm home for Christmas (my last Christmas break in college Egad!) It's amazing how fast this semester has gone by. I still remember the days of riding my friend's BMX bike around Oneonta in my American Eagle cargo shorts, now I can't even walk outside without a North Face due to the cold weather. I hate thinking about my last semester mostly because I have so much to do and I really can't fuck up...but enough about that. This break I want to do a few things in the city I've been meaning to do since the summer so I'm going to create a check list:

Things to do, When you have nothing to do!

• Visit the Transit Museum.
• Go to Long Island and hang out with Doyle.
• Go to the movies every Tuesday and see a movie with a buddy.
• Visit different thrift shops and find cheap/good looking sweaters.
  
• Visit Grandma.
• Diet for a Month (No Soda or Fried Food)
  
• Jury Duty!
• The Animal Collective concert!
• Go to the bars with Miki for his 21st B-Day!
• New Years (Don't know what I'm doing but have to do something).

These are just a few of the things I want to do...especially the transit museum...I remember going there as a child and I like looking at vintage shit so it should be cool.

You were a song I couldn't sing!

Just got back from a final that took 2 1/2 fucking hours. The professor gave us a 50 short answer exam. What the fuck?! There's no reason for a test to be 2 1/2 hours, that's just ridiculous. Think about all the shit you can accomplish given that much time. But I think the worst is over and all I have to do now is write this paper and I can enjoy the rest of the week before I go home. BTW this is not me stressing about finals just hating professors who give out 50 short answer questions. Like honestly the last 10 mins I was like pouring my heart out just to finish it. Dennis Quaid wouldn't approve.

MTV gave me ADD, BET taught me to hate me...

Why do people stress out for finals? Honestly it's not that serious. People who never usually go to the library, go to the library during finals week and cram. Finals are like any other tests, it just sounds evil because we label it...I mean really examine the word...Finals. That shit is epic. If we labeled it Last Test it doesn't sound as bad. Imagine if we labeled the first test we take during college ...The Starts. Has a Bad connotation too but not as bad as Finals. But im just writing this so i can procrastinate and not study for the two finals I have tomorrow.

-This Post is Dennis Quaid Approved.

Cancel all operations tell your...friends to cool it!

I haven't posted anything in a few days mostly because I have nothing to speak about. In fact I still have nothing to say so I'm going to post this picture of Robert Patterson I took the other day at Walmart.

<------lmao am I the only one who finds this picture hilarious?! Just look at his face, it's so creepy. I send this picture out to a few people with the caption reading "I know where you sleep..." or "I like bananas..." idk maybe I'm the creepy one...

Look outside...the world is exploding!

Debating whether or not to work on this powerpoint presentation...OR....Skipping class tomorrow and work on it during the weekend. I hate group presentation...If it was just me I'd be like fuck it (told ya) and just work on the presentation over the weekend but I feel bad letting my partner down ...fuck my conscious. Other than that today has been pretty good. Went to Terps (some dancing company) and it was ok. Well let me stop procrastinating and get back to this Powerpoint...

I got a red belt around my mind...

Should have started this my Freshmen year but Fuck it (You'll here me say that a lot). So my days at Oneonta are numbered or at least I hope they are. I've come to the sad realization that I may not graduate on time and in order for me to do so I have to take six classes next semester and complete my internship over the summer. It's almost fucking impossible (well not really) to graduate on time. Most kids come from HS not knowing what the fuck they want to do and Freshmen year just becomes a year full of adjustments to college life and taking classes you don't know why you're taking and by the time you enter "wow i'm going to enter the realz worldz soon!11!" mentality it's your senior year and you created a blog on blogspot bitching about it...but you know what ...fuck it.