cheese wizity

I feel sorry for you.
I really do, because I don't post EVEN as much as I used to...which is sad. But have no fear because, like I said, I'm undergoing a lot of changes right now and it's kind of like a secret "Ultimate Extreme Virtual Eye Makeover TNT Motion Picture Event!" ..or at least it feels that way.

Possible outcomes: haircut, a major, good grades, and a clean bathroom
definite outcomes: clean apartment, room, car, clothes, decent grades, a "5-year plan" kinda thing, and a paper due May 7th

Just listing a few things to look for. It will be a new me. Not a DIFFERENT me, but a changed me. Like Luke Skywalker after his dad dies...sorta...actually not really.(think more along the extreme makeover paradigm(HAHAHA paradigm(wtf)))

Cathy Cain from San Antonio was in town today for some financial stuff, and Vick and I got to go eat breakfast with her. (at Steak and Shake(w00t)) She told us all about how Robert(Bob(her son who's my age)) is at the Culinary Institute in New York City, and how he's doing great and lives in this great place. I think that's so awesome. It's always nice to see somebody from back home, and hear about how my church is doing, and everybody in it(even when it's not great news).....what is up with all the (parenthesis) today? Holy crap. Another thing, i can link anything i want, and it's just fun :D

Right now i'm revising two papers for mythology because A-my teacher lost my draft of essay #2 (OMG DIE YOU BASTARD!)
and B-Because essay #3 revision is due tomorrow. I'm hoping this post will function as a warmup for writing..getting the juices flowing and the fingers typing, ya know. So that's what's on my plate at the moment. Beyond that it's the major incredible changes i'm trying to make. And oh yeah, i won't be back on AIM until all of the definite outcomes are finished. So don't expect me until you see the ultimate-uber-l337 post i make after finishing that paper and/or finals.

My email still works if you want to get in contact with me. PIBBFONE still works. And yes, comments are fun/exciting/awesome/funny/stupid/why/do/i/always/put/so/many/options/omg/stop

surveayi

1. FULL NAME: Evan Campbell Watters

2. NICKNAME: Pibb, Ev, Evvy, Ebban, Evanchurrito

3. EYES: dark Brown

4. HEIGHT: 5'10"

5. HAIR: brown and LONG AS HELL

6. SIBLINGS: Chadwick-21, Lee-18, Kelsey-15

7. DO YOU LIKE TO SING IN THE SHOWER?: no. at the rate our water loses warmth, singing wastes precious time

8. DO YOU HAVE A GOOD VOICE?: yes?

9. BIRTHDATE: December 1st, 1983

10.Sign: Saggitarius (the archer)

13. RIGHTY OR LEFTY: Rightio neighborino

14, What do you look for in a guy/girl?: I look for girls, primarily. Secondly, i look for a sense of humor

Yeah, I noticed there was a big gap right here. The lack of 4 questions to waste my time with saddens me.

19. MOVIE: If swords are involved, yes. If Mandy Moore or Hilary Duff are involved, NO.

20. SONG: it's a tie- TMBG, New York City; Yellowcard, Back Home

21. BAND/SINGER: They Might Be Giants, Rage Against the Machine, Flogging Molly, Sytem of a (f*cking)Down!!!

22. TV SHOW: I waste my time watching Comedy Central, MTV, and VH1 along with any anime on Cartoon Network

22. FAVORITE TALK SHOW: Conan

23. ACTOR: Adam West?

24. ACTRESS: Oddly enough, Lindsay Lohan

25. FOOD: I have eaten more burritos in the past year than the entire population of Laredo

26. NUMBER: 7

27. CARTOON: yes i am

28. DISNEY CHARACTER: Lindsay Lohan?

29. COLOR: GREEN

*******LOVE LIFE ETC*******

30. DO YOU PLAN ON HAVING CHILDREN?: yep

31. DO YOU WANT TO GET MARRIED?: I hope so

32. HOW OLD DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU HAVE YOUR FIRST CHILD: younger than 40

33. HOW OLD DO YOU WANNA BE WHEN YOU GET MARRIED?: whenever

34. SEX: sounds fun

35) DO YOU HAVE A BF/GF? i have neither, and desire only the latter

37. DO YOU HAVE A CRUSH?: on someone, no.

*****EITHER-OR (PICK WHICH ONE YOU PREFER)*****

38. MUSIC/TV: ADD forces me to choose the one with flashing lights, TV

39. GUYS/GIRLS: i prefer girls?

40. GREEN/BLUE: GREEN, BIATCH!

41. PINK/PURPLE: purple

42. SUMMER/WINTER: SUMMER SUMMER SUMMER SUMMER SUMMER

43. NIGHT/DAY: Nighttime is the right time. :D

44. HANGIN OUT/CHILLIN: [insert wtf]

45. DOPEY/FUNNY: yes i am

*******ALL ABOUT YOU*******

46. WHAT WORD/PHRASE DO YOU USE A LOT? "(blank) always does (blank) sometimes"

47. WHAT SCHOOL DO YOU GO TO?: MIZZOU

48. HAVE YOU EVER TAKEN ILLEGAL DRUGS? nope

49. WHERE DO YOU LIKE TO BE MASSAGED? where it hurts

50. HOW FAR WOULD YOU GO ON A FIRST DATE? in terms of baseball, i'd still be digging a hole in the batters box with my cleats

51. THE PERSON WHO IS....??

*MOST RANDOM: Liz Mack

*BEST DANCER: Michelle White (not to be confused with Liz Mack(it seems easy, but sometimes it's tricky))

*NICEST: Dana

*FUNNIEST/HAPPIEST/LOUDEST: Aaron/Chad/Weel...holy crap dude, when we play games till 3am and you walk to the bathroom, it's like a frikkin 4.0 on the richter scale

*MOST ATHLETIC: Leeman is like an Olympian GOD...but stinkier

*BEST PERSONALITY: uh...me?

52. WHICH 7 PEOPLE ARE YOU OPEN WITH AND TRUST THE MOST?: Teffy, Chad, Weel, Nicky, Angela and Nigel, AND CUZ'N LIZ

53. WHAT DO YOU THINK OF SOUL MATES?: Is that some new reality show?

54. HAVE YOU FOUND THAT SOMEONE?: it's boochit

55. WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU CRIED OR GOT TEARY ABOUT?: When i played Joseph's violin friday and remembered how much i miss playing and how much fun it is

56. WHAT'S SOMETHING ABOUT GUYS/GIRLS YOU JUST DONT GET?: (i'm with Nige...) "Why the seemingly unimportant details are usually the most important."

57. ARE YOU HAPPY?: unfortunately, no. BUT I'M GETTING THERE!

58. WHY?: i believe we have discussed my hatred of that question...

59. WHAT'S AN OBJECT YOU CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT?: Something to jump over..if i have nothing else, then i can still be happy with that

60. LOVE OR LUST?: Who answers lust to this question?

61. SILVER OR GOLD?: Silver is where it's at. Gold can sit on it.

62. DIAMOND OR PEARL?: Pearl

63. SUNSET OR SUNRISE?: SunSET

64. HAVE YOU EVER GONE SKINNY-DIPPING?: No, but i've heard that doing a front 3 1/2 naked is painful...(which of course means i have to try it)

65. DO YOU SLEEP WITH STUFFED ANIMALS?: my head is attached, so yeah

66. DO YOU HAVE ANY PIERCINGS?: No, i have enough holes in my body/face

67. WHAT COLOR UNDIES ARE YOU WEARING RIGHT NOW? lets just say that they're tight and they're white

68. WHAT SONG ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW?: Yeah yeah yeahs, Maps

69. WHAT ARE THE LAST 4 DIGITS OF YOUR PHONE NUMBER?: PIBB (7422)

70. WHERE WOULD YOU WANT TO GO ON YOUR HONEYMOON?: Europe works

71. WHO DO YOU WANT TO SPEND THE REST OF YOUR LIFE WITH?: other than my future wife, my brother Lee

72. WHAT'S THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT THE OPPOSITE SEX?: neckline, hair, lips

73. What is your favorite sport?: to watch, Hockey. to participate in, maybe diving

74. WHAT MAKES YOU HAPPY?: people laughing at my jokes

75. WHAT'S THE NEXT CD YOU GONNA GET?: probably a Yellowcard cd, maybe Evanescence cuz the CD Anagnos gave me is BOGUS :P

76. DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS OR GLASSES?: i own glasses to wear in class/driving/movies/operas/boating/golfing

77. WHAT'S THE BEST ADVICE GIVEN TO YOU?: "STFU AND PLAY!" -Rich and Omar

78. HAVE YOU EVER WON ANY SPECIAL AWARDS?: State champ 2002, 12th place on 1 meter at seniors (prequalified for this year)and DIVER OF THE MONTH OCTOBER 2 YEARS RUNNING!!!!

79. WHAT ARE YOUR FUTURE GOALS?: Graduate. Figure out when my diving career will (if at all) end. Start a relationship with a girl. Gain money, then blow it on swords, games, transportation, or (if ever(see above)) a girl.

80. WORST SICKNESS YOU EVER HAD?: none, really. vericose veins once...not really a sickness

81. DO YOU LIKE FUNNY OR SCARY MOVIES BETTER?: FUNNEH

82. ON THE PHONE OR IN PERSON? lemme see yer face

83. HUGS OR KISSES? how i wish for a kiss (it rhymes)

84. WHAT SONG WOULD YOU CHOOSE TO REFLECT YOU THE MOST? I have no idea and can't choose so don't ask me plase oh god stop asking

85. IF YOU DIED TOMORROW- WHO WOULD YOU LEAVE EVERYTHING TO? CHAD, because it could just stay in the APT. (weel would get to take anything he wanted)

86. DO YOU HAVE ANY ENEMIES?: yes, the evil that is enveloped in every class i'm taking this and next semester

87. WHAT IS YOUR GREATEST FEAR?: for any reason, becoming ordinary and living the buisiness school frat boy jock dickhead life that i HATE

88.WOULD YOU RATHER BE RICH OR FAMOUS?: i'm already famous...give me money(my strait answer is famous)

89. WHAT TIME IS IT IN ALBANIA NOW?: quark past pantleg

90. IF YOU HAD 24 HOURS LEFT TO LIVE, WHO WOULD YOU SPEND THAT TIME WITH?: Family, mostly anyone who reads this, and then a random stranger so i could tell him my complete life story :D

91. HAVE YOU MET SANTA OR THE EASTER BUNNY? NO! DUDE HAVE YOU? CRAP! CAN I MEET THEM??!!?!?!!?!??

92. IF E.T. KNOCKED ON YOUR DOOR HOLDING UP A PEACE SIGN ASKING TO USE
YOUR PHONE WHAT WOULD YOU DO/SAY?: to turn the keygaurd off, press menu - star...menu is the left one...no, the other..ok..OK JUST GIVE IT TO ME!...THERE! now go ahead and dial. You have to hit the green fone to finish dialing...STOP CHANGING MY BACKGROUND IMAGE!

93. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU TALKED TO THE GIRL/GUY YOU LIKED?: I'm trying to remember...but then again there is some discretion on who this person is...so my answer is "nugget"

94. DO YOU HAVE ANY PETS? baby PS2 and mr gamecube

95. WHATS YOUR EMAIL ADDRESS? mrpibb_7 "at" the yahoo thing

96. LAST TIME YOU WERE DEPRESSED? past couple weeks

97. ARE YOU AN ALCOHOLIC? yes, but i don't drink

98. WHO SENT THIS TO YOU? THE NIGE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!XX0R

99. WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THAT PERSON?: His work ethic baffles me, and he has a profound love of music.

100. YES THEY CROSSED THE LINE MAKING 100 QUESTIONS?: yes Evan, yes they did.

heroes in ourselves

This is revised version of my previous attempt at a one-page assignment. I got to campus an hour earlier than I should have, so i rewrote it. Gimme some feedback.

Who is a Hero?
It is strange how every hero follows this 22 point pattern. The reason heroes are so similar is because all heroes are based on human traits, which we all share. After reviewing the pattern, I think it can be applied to everyone’s life. The typical life of a middle class Caucasian male mirrors a hero’s pattern closely. If you were a grandfather telling your life story to your grandchildren, your story would probably parallel this pattern slightly.
You yourself being the narrator, you will have no real memories of your actual birth, making that event unusual. When you become older, you respect your parents like you would respect royalty, and would deeply respect your mother, naturally envisioning her as a virgin before your own birth. Your father would be the king of the household, the lord of the estate, and you would look up to him such as a boy to a king, or even a god. When telling the story during your teenage years, the royal parents of yours become bothersome, and are always keeping you from doing exciting things. This encroaching feeling sometimes felt like your parents were trying to kill you. Desperately wishing to escape your parents overbearing nature, you are spirited away, as teenager usually finds their self in a type of music or activity or group of friends. Being reared by foster parents could possibly include leaving home to go to college, or join the army, or leaving home in any sense to become something greater than a high school graduate. After this time of "initiation", you would return home to your parents, having earned the respect of your former king and queen, your parents. Typically, you would marry a woman who is perfect and beautiful and a princess. (Not actually a princess, but in order to marry a woman nowadays you might as well treat her like one.) With your new wife, you make a family of your own and reign over your own house a king. And like your father, you are powerful and make rules and regulations like curfews.
Beyond this, I have no knowledge of an elder-person's life, and I myself dare not look that far into the future. Observing my parents and grandparents, I notice that they have found a niche of old age in which they live in peace with their passions, their families, and hobbies. Instead of finding a mysterious death, a normal man will retire and support his own children in whatever they choose to do with their lives. The three rites of passage are basic enough to apply to everyone's life, because without a doubt, everyone faces birth and death. And everyday we meet challenges that seem overwhelming, but the hero in us defeats this hypothetical dragon and we retire to our homes everyday resting before we go out into the world to slay another beast. I agree that our most genuine heroes follow this pattern. But the reason our heroes are so great is because they are super-powered, drama-filled, sword-wielding embodiments of us. We cheer on our heroes as we would cheer on ourselves, and that is why we tell their stories, and that is why they are Super Heroes.

I really am Jarman.

This will be a good preview for what's to come...

Attributing the patterns of a hero to Jarman. 22 sequencial steps that supposedly EVERY hero takes.
1. Hero's mother is a royal virgin
2. ..his father is a king, and
3. ..is often a near relative of his mother, but
4. ..the circumstances of his conception are unusual, and
5. ..he is also reputed to be the son of a God.
6. At birth, an attempt is made, usually by his father or his maternal grandfather, to kill him, but
7. ..he is spirited away, and
8. ..reared by foster parents in a far country.
9. We are told nothing of his childhood, but
10. ..on reaching manhood he returns or goes to his future kingdom.
11. After a victory over the king and/or a giant, dragon or wild beast,
12. ..he marries a princess, often the daughter of his predecessor, and
13. ..becomes king.
14. For a time he reigns uneventfully, and
15. ..prescribes laws, but
16. ..later he loses favor with the gods and/or his subjects and
17. ..is driven from the throne and city, after which
18. ..he meets with a mysterious death,
19. .. often at the top of a hill.
20. His children, if any, do not succeed him.
21. His body is not buried, but nevertheless.
22. He has one or more holy sepulchres.

3 rites of passage: birth, initiation, and death.

strange how EVERY hero follows this pattern, when I see most people's lives following it as well.

If you could tell a story about yourself, your story would probably parallel this pattern slightly.
When telling your own story, you will have almost no memories of your actual birth, making that even unusual. When you become older, you respect your parents like you would a sort of royalty, and deeply respect your mother, naturally envisioning her as a virgin before your own birth. Your father is the king of the household, the lord of the estate, and you look up to him such as a boy to a king, or even a god. Reaching your teenage years, the royal parents of yours become bothersome, and are always keeping you from doing exciting things and whatnot. This encroaching type feeling can be compared to an attempt to kill you. Being spirited away, a teenager usually finds themselves in a type of music or activity or group of friends. Being reared by foster parents could possibly include leaving home to go to college, or join the army, or leaving home in any sense to become something greater than a high school graduate. After this time of "initiation", he returns home to his parents, and has earned the respect of his former king and queen, his parents. In the usual pattern of a normal man, he marries a woman who to him, is perfect and beautiful and a princess. With his wife, the hero has a family of his own and becomes the king himself.

Beyond this, I have no knowledge of an elder-person's life. Looking at my parents and grandparents, I notice that they have found a niche of old age in which they live in peace with their passions, their families, and hobbies. The three rites of passage are basic enough to apply to everyone's life, because without a doubt, everyone faces birth and death. Although every hero or everyday man reaches death eventually, they are all heroes for themselves sometimes.

I am in a Career Explorations class. It's an arranged class, meaning that I arrange a time with the "professor" to meet and talk. So we meet on Tuesdays and talk in his office for half and hour, and he gives me suggestions and other things to do. The only grade in the class is a final paper at the end of the year. It is supposed to be 10 pages long and give him and me, myself some insight to what I have learned from our talks, or activities or whatever. But after meeting with him, we have come to the conclusion that there is a much better option... Using this pattern of a hero, along with another hero pattern we have talked about in mytho, Dr. Hollidae (that's my career exp. prof's name) wants me to write him a paper comparing my struggles in college to the hero pattern. But the interesting thing, the exciting part, the thing that gets me all pumped up about this paper is... I am Jarman. And he wants me to write the paper as the story of Jarman.
Get ready, because I will post it when it's done.

and oh yeah, w00t. XD

Hellboy

So after dinner at Nigel's, Bill and his friend were going to go see Punisher. So i said i would go with them, but they left early to get ice cream, and i wasn't so into that because Angela cooked a full meal. So i left a while after they did, and got a ticket and everything, and once i was inside, i called bill to see where they were sitting. After a short dialogue, i walked into the movie-screen-room-thing...and it was half empty and the movie was running....I walked OUT of the room and called Bill again...
me: which theater are you at?
bill: uh...the only one that is playing Punisher! FORUM!
me: ....DUDE I'M AT HOLLYWOOD THEATERS AND THEY ARE SHOWING IT RIGHT NOW!....?
bill: you're a fucking dumbass
me: you're a jerk face!
bill: [laughs at evan]
me: meanie!
bill: alright
me: i'mma watch hellboy
bill: ok man, sorry
me: bye
bill: bye
me: [hangs up]
bill: [hangs up]
me: [goes and watches Hellboy instead of Punisher]

I don't know who was responsible for throwing down the clams to produce Hellboy, but that person must be really happy. First of all, taking a character from comic books that next to nobody has heard of, and then writing a script on par with a SciFi television show...Hellboy was more of a waste. It was like watching a really long episode of Hellboy: the animated series. 2 or 3 different elements from a normal action cartoon show plus great effects and sounds creates a fun movie like this that warrants nothing more than a review of not great, good, or ok..but:

Hellboy = not ok

the actual characters were pretty neat, and YES i think that this could be taken to an animated series! HA!

I WON'T BE ONLINE FOR A WHILE BECAUSE I HATE EVERYTHING. IGNORE ME BECAUSE I'M ANGRY. I'M ANGRY AT EVERYTHING FOR NO REASON WHATSOEVER.

bye

the depressing post

I hate to come on here and write about how i think my life sucks. How i don't want to be where i am and do what i have to do. I could complain, like other people, about how i really don't like what is going on in my life.

But i'd also like to think that i can do better than that. And no, i don't mean be better in real life, I mean write about it better. So i'm a little cocky, so what?

But there isn't much to say that i haven't already said. If i go into the dramatics of it all, there are countless similar stories about how people don't get what they want and/or aren't doing what they wish they were. SO..i'll change it up a bit. I'll tell you all about how nothing helps depression. It feeds itself, and you can't directly make contact with it. There isn't really a HARD-OBJECT symbolizing depression, so i'm going to make one up.

It's a leaf.

It has fallen off the tree recently and is still green. The leaf always looks back up at the tree above it and wonders why it was the one that fell. Then, looking at itself, wonders why it doesn't look as good by itself, when just yesterday they were one of the cool leaves on the tree. It can't move, and it might get kicked around, but that doesn't really bother the leaf. It's used to mistreatment. The leaf almost has become accustomed to it. But beyond that, the one thing that bothers the leaf non-stop is it's spot on the ground. The ground is so boring and cold and flat and grey and unavoidably dull. You can look all around and all you see is more ground. Try it, put your head on the ground and look....its a crappy view. Everything is higher than you are. Everything you see has depth and colors and looks dynamic and interesting.
But you aren't up there...
You're on the ground...ON IT, STUCK TO IT, PLACED THERE BY AN UNNAMED FORCE THAT TOOK YOU FROM YOUR TREE OF GLORY AND FORCES YOU TO sit
on the ground
and watch everything else be happy.
There would be nothing greater than if a leafblower came by and wisked you away into a drain or another pile of leaves...or even if you just got raked up and thrown away or burned. Either way, you're going to be stuck on the ground, with or without other leaves...and your luck is that none of the other leaves will like you because SOON
VERY SOON
you're going to die, turn brown, get flaky and break apart. Nothing can stop this transformation, and in your disgusting state you just wish it would happen faster....Because right now, after falling off the tree, you're still green and soft and pretty...but you feel like a dead flake of your former tree-inhabiting self.

Ok so it's a strech...but holy shit i hate this. I really feel like a helpless leaf watching every just happen in front of me. Like i'm on the ground and i'd be kidding myself if i said i wasn't worthless. Hopelessness of any movement or fun or anything...
Unlike the leaf, there are temporary solutions: video games, friends, getting drunk, practice. But what has driven itself so deep in my brain that i can't shake it out of every day? Like a dog tied to a stake in the ground...but when i pull the stake out of the ground, it still follows me on this fucking chain attached to my neck. What kind of success is followed by a depressing stake hitting you in the back of the head?
Fuck it.

Video Games are neet.

Like i said, i originally planned on writing about the game i rented. That game is:
007 Everything or Nothing
EA games has been behind every decent movie-game combo in the past few years, EA also makes tons of money on all their sports games, and Sims games. But beyond their buisiness standpoint, their games are good to play. I'm not saying that they are GREAT games, i'm saying that they make games that look good, maintain a good level of interest, and all the while they sucker you in with 007 appeal or LORD OF THE RINGS fantasy-type vibes..and i think that is their best quality. The James Bond game i rented feels like i'm james bond...except for the fact that i died several times trying to complete missions. But overlooking Jimmy's ability to passively dodge thousands of bullets, he judo throws enemies, uses silenced PPK headshots on traincars, drives his car over broken dams/ancient ruins/exploding helicopters etc. AND JUMPS OFF THE SIDES OF BUILDINGS LIKE JAMES BOND. I can go on about the game, but i'll chisel it down to this 8/10. Good game, controls sometimes feel like you are controlling Q instead of Bond, and targeting system is slow.

And now for everybody who reads my blog that DOESN'T LIKE VIDEO GAMES.
I wore all green today. I didn't notice it till two girls were looking and giggling in my general direction. But i have a green shirt, greenish pants, and at the time i was text messaging somebody with my GREEN fone. Unfortunately for me, the shirt is dirty, my hair is still too long, and i probably had residue of a devils food Zinger somewhere on my face. Oh well. It was still cool that they smiled.

On a similar note, i noticed earlier this week that i make people laugh alot. I noticed this after remembering something Frazler said earlier this year about me to the freshman girls. I came into their conversation as Frazler (Nicky) was telling them about how everybody on the team is one of the coolest people you'll ever meet.
"..and Evan..if you are ever in a goofy mood, or just want to laugh about something completely pointless for a while, go hang out with Evan for a few minutes, he can always make you laugh."

or it was something to that effect. And i really like to think that it's true that i can make people laugh, or at least make them enjoy 30 seconds of their day. So making those two girls smile today felt like a personal victory, because without even trying i made somebody laugh. w00t that.

Why not?

The question "Why?" is terrible. Because it cannot be answered.

WHY can be answered specifically and precisely...but that is not what i'm expressing.

Scientists can explain WHY we have wind, WHY the square root of 64 is 7something...

But there is no answer to WHY sunsets are so pretty
WHY we laugh
WHY we struggle
WHY two people can enjoy looking at one another
WHY somebody can harbor such irrational hate for someone else
WHY one person continues to hope for something they know is impossible
WHY I CAN'T BREATH WHEN I LOOK AT STARS

WHY is a horrible question that confuses me daily. I ask myself a handfull of WHY questions everyday, the same ones over and over...and it's really unproductive and futile. The simpler the WHY, the more irritated I get. Shouldn't SOMEBODY know at least a few of the answers? And I don't mean God or any etheral being like that. I simply think that the jackass who thought up the latin root word of WHY should be shot. Or hit in the face really hard.

and if anybody asks me WHY i wrote this post i will recklessly BEAT THE CRAP OUT OF THEM.

deleted!

i just wrote an incredibly depressing post.

then i took it off because i changed my mind.

end of thought, comment away.

film review

Film Review (10%) Due: Apr 13
Review a film about a leader, or a film in which leadership is a primary focus. 1) Report on the leadership style of one of the characters in the film (also, use of power, team building, motivation, etc.). 2) Determine how the character exercises his/her influence. Cite critical points in the film. The objective of this assignment is to display your knowledge of leadership concepts/theories discussed in class using a character(s) in the film.

The review should not exceed two (2) double-spaced pages (12 pt font). You may begin with a short summary of the film, but your paper should be an analysis of the characters or film. The review assignment is worth 25 points. Grading will be based on the following criteria: Character(s) Analysis (5 points), Display of Knowledge (10 points), and Writing Effectiveness (10 points). Reviews that are predominately summaries of the film will be returned upgraded. To avoid duplication, I will ask that you "reserve" a film on a first-come, first-serve basis. A list of films is available on the course Blackboard site. [pibb: blah blah blah this class sucks]

Potential concepts to highlight and discuss in your review: leadership style, power, influence, transformational qualities, motivation, great man theory, stages of team development, conflict management, response to power, McGregor’s theory, etc.

Again i have posted one of my assignments on zee blog, forgive me. but i want everybody to gimme an example of a film that you would use if you had to do this assignment, it can be any movie...SO DO IT! YAY FUN SCHOOL HOORAY!
or shoot me and get it over with

Salmon Colored Spawn of Satan

Salmon-Colored Spawn of Satan

I'm not sold on this whole "school" thing. BIO 2 test - 6:30pm - Allen Auditorium - Impossible to pass. I prepared for this test like none other. I knew it was going to be hard, and i covered everything i had to prepare myself for the giant load of...i'm getting ahead of myself... The test starts out being a normal salmon-colored stapled peice of cake. Then you write your name at the top and open it to find the first question is jibberish. After asking the teacher about it, she explains that "yeah, it is kind of confusing" and walks away...leaving you VERY prepared for the rest of the test. The continuation of the test seems more like a strange torture of needles in your eardrum. I keep pulling hair out and rubbing my fingers together constantly in an effort to keep myself composed so i don't rip a desk out of the fucking floor and hurl it into an exam procter's skull. Finding gems of questions on the salmon flavored death ticket, i stare up at my teacher and she gazes over the room like a shepard. I stare her down with eyes sunk into my head like bullets. WHY? What kind of madness overtook you when you wrote this salmon tinted shitcake? Why are you expecting anything in return for this kind of punishment? WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME!?!?!! (i ask silently with my unyielding glare) Returning to salmon-infested HELL, the next question raises anger in me from another dimension. I want to kill somebody. Somebody must die for this test. The evil behind this test will be punished, God as my witness. Searing my pencil into the salmon, wrapping hatred in each circled answer, i finish their curse of a test and snittingly shove everything into my bag and get up to leave. HOLY GOD IN HEAVEN WHY???
Approaching my teacher, she grins slyly...and i explode! ..!....
WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE THIS? I STUDIED MY ASS OFF FOR NOTHING YOU STUPID WHORE! WHAT KIND OF PERVERT ARE YOU TO DERIVE JOY IN THIS KIND OF AGONY?!?! I HOPE YOU SUFFER FOR THIS SALMON COLORED SIN! FEEL MY PAIN!!!!! Rolling up my stapled, salmon son of a bitch....
i throw it doggedly onto the pile of test papers and walk directly out of the building where i curse explicitly and loudly. Pronouncing to those present "NEVER TAKE BIO 2! IT SUCKS MY BALLS!"

I really question the reasons i have for going to school when i take tests like that. I question my reasons every day. But salmon colored/scented things like that protude like a spear in my brain and really fucking piss me off. I cuss alot when i think about school like this. Please excuse me. But i find it easier to blog about things like this. This way i don't have dreams of giant salmon demons heaving rusty nail-coated two by fours at my crotch....even then it would be better than this fucking test.

*GIANT ANGRY FACE!!!!!!!!!*

You are an enzyme. You are powerful, dark,
variable, and can change many things at your
whim...even when they're not supposed to be
changed. Bad you. You can be dangerous or
wonderful; it's your choice.


Which Biological Molecule Are You?
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David (White) had DNA and i thought his answer was hilarious, so i did the quiz too....

[DAVID]- You are DNA. You're a smart person, and you appear incredibly complex to people who don't know you. You're incomparably full of information, and most of it is useless.

controversy

it would seem to me, lately, that the things that i USED TO blog about...the things i LOVED blogging about...don't necessarily condone COMMENTS. So of course i want me some comments, so i post about more comment-oriented things...such as surveys.... Then again, maybe i'm not changing my ways, maybe i've just been really busy, or been lacking inspiration! yeah, that's the ticket

either way, I found things to blog about today.

Firstly the dude at the bus stop who was approached by a young lady who addressed him by name...
"hey Mark! it's me, Cindy!"
and the most hilarious thing happened. I laughed out loud and my jaw dropped because i knew exactly what was going on...
he turned to her unexpectedly and searched her face in a tired stupor only to muffle the word "hey.." and continue squinting and searching his memory for her name and face THAT HE COULD NOT REMEMBER it was only funny because she kept smiling at him even though he was making the OBVIOUS "Who the Hell Are You?" face. So i only watched this situation unroll to the point where she tried to explain to him the kegstand they did together at the blablabla party ...i dunno the bus arrived and i got on

SECOND THING TO BLOG ABOUT!
the trees around our APT, bradford pear trees with pretty white blossoms that stand staight up and are all the exact same shape and SMELL LIKE ASS.
THERE ARE SO MANY ON CAMPUS. AND THEY ALL SMELL LIKE ASS. The smell is overpowering, it's like a movie where the cheesy smoke fills the room and kills everybody (pibbnote: i have no earthly idea what movie that's in) you walk outside and it sneaks into your nose like a cartoon and IT
SMELLS
LIKE
ASS.

i'm cool, drinkin' ginger ale.

Holding the door, smiling back.
Fliting her hair, wafting towards me.
Laughing, tying her shoes.

DO I EVEN KNOW HER NAME?

NO, I DON'T. SHE'S JUST A GIRL IN MY MYTHOLOGY CLASS!

AM I LONELY?

YES OH MY GOD HELP ME I'M LONELY GIVE ME SOMETHING TO DO WITH MY LIFE

AND SCREW YOU FOR TELLING ME TO GO GET IT MYSELF, EVERYBODY

i don't want anything anymore
i don't have a complete thought on anything anymore
i don't THINK like i used to
i don't feel
i don't CARE

is there anything worse?
sure, you COULD be dead
yeah but at least it wouldn't bother me any more. and who says that i'll even keep thinking or even have anywhere to go after i'm dead?
lots of people, apparently
i'm not "lots of people"...i'm a fucking waste. AND FUCK YOU GUYS THAT ARE GOING TO TELL ME THAT I HAVE POTENTIAL AND SO MUCH TO LIVE FOR! If i wanted to live for it, i WOULD. I'm not going to kill myself or even try because that's stupid. I'm just complaining about the shit i have to deal with. and if that makes me a little bitch, then again i say FUCK YOU. i'm getting angry with myself for feeling so disinterested, and it overflows onto other people. I want to sleep. I can't sleep all the time, though.

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