Warning: This post is being written purely for cathartic reasons. A massive rant is about to commence. If you are faint of heart, easily scared, or just don't care, then I suggest you look away... Now.
It is currently 02:40 AM EST. And I am still awake. I still have history work to do, poli sci to study, and a GKIN100 fitness log to bs. And I am nowhere near done with my work. In less than four hours, I have to wake up to make it to my hellacious 8 AM, where I will do absolutely nothing aside from bust my ass as I walk to class because my college is too fucking stupid to put a delay on classes. And as I'm walking to class, I'm going to be freezing my ass off because it hasn't gotten above freezing here for the past week. Yes, the past week. I am finding that no matter how diligent I am about managing my time, there is still not enough time in the day for me to get everything done. Thus, I feel like I am constantly playing a game of catch-up, trying to keep up with everything as my studies slowly slip away.
Did I mention that I'm so tired I could cry? Yeah, I'm mentally, physically and emotionally exhausted. There is nothing I want to do more than taking a coma, waking up, and doing something completely and totally unhealthy and self-indulgent. But, I can't. My friends need me, and my stupid big heart won't allow myself one second of me-time. My suitemate has even pointed out that I attempt to please everyone (not in a sycophant sort of way, mind you), and I don't allow myself a chance to decompress. Due to everything that's going on, I've lost all patience with humanity (not to mention all hope) and I'm pretty sure m mental state is close to breaking point... worse than it was last semester even. No wonder I feel like a bitch all the time.
Now, you may argue that I can take some time to relax this weekend. Wrong. I can't do that because of a fucking HIST395 midterm that I have due next Tuesday. Seriously, the History Department wasn't kidding when they made the shirts say, "I Survived History 395." And, as I watch my friends with their respective majors, I can't help but to wonder if I'm some sick sort of masochist for putting myself through this hell.
Seriously, I feel like a puff of air could shatter my very being. I really want to turn to my parents... ask for something like a little care package or some advice, but to do that would mean appearing weak, and I can't appear weak. I WILL NOT appear weak. So, I have to keep all complaints and problems to myself. Besides, they've got enough to deal with as it is. They don't need my shit added to that.
My friends can't really help either. They'll probably tell me their own sob stories, try to convince me that I really don't have it that bad. They'll probably tell me to suck it up and deal. Thing is, I've been doing that for so long... days, weeks, months... hell, I feel like I've been doing it for years. But hey, how much damage can one more day of sucking it up and dealing possibly do? After all, it's not like I can really do anything else.
So, this is me, shoving all my problems to the back of my mind. This is me pretending that everything is hunky-dory. See that smile? Yeah, it's fake as shit. But who cares, so long as a complaint doesn't pass from my lips. It's Ok. Ignore me. I'll be fine. See, really, I'm fine.
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I swear, if I survive this semester, it'll be a miracle.
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Dear Mother Nature...
Dear Mother Nature,
Enough is enough. Lemme be the first to tell you the East Coast has had it with you and your blizzards. One every winter is cool. We can handle that. But two in a week? And four over the course of winter? Have you lost your mind?!?! Sweet Saint Patrick, you must be attempting to freeze us away!
What you fail to realize is that for us, snow sucks. We do not have enough resources for your wintery wrath, nor do we have the patience. People are tired of snow, tired of not being able to go anywhere, tired of winter.
I'm sick of slipping on sidewalks as I walk to class. I'm sick of bitter cold winds and soaked jeans hems. I'm sick of waiting with baited breath to find out if classes are cancelled. And I'm sick of snow. Holy Merlin, I'm sick of snow. You fail to realize that my college campus has been under at least 2 inches of snow for the past week. Now we're at two feet. Sure, I should thank you for getting me out of two days of classes, but you got me out of my easy days.
Weathermen are saying we're going to get more snow on President's Day. Please, Mother Nature, I'm begging you- let this be the last snowfall this year. No more. All I want is to be able to go more than a week-and-a-half without seeing a single snowflake.
Thank you so much.
Sincerely,
Someone Who Is Snowver the Snowpocalypse
Enough is enough. Lemme be the first to tell you the East Coast has had it with you and your blizzards. One every winter is cool. We can handle that. But two in a week? And four over the course of winter? Have you lost your mind?!?! Sweet Saint Patrick, you must be attempting to freeze us away!
What you fail to realize is that for us, snow sucks. We do not have enough resources for your wintery wrath, nor do we have the patience. People are tired of snow, tired of not being able to go anywhere, tired of winter.
I'm sick of slipping on sidewalks as I walk to class. I'm sick of bitter cold winds and soaked jeans hems. I'm sick of waiting with baited breath to find out if classes are cancelled. And I'm sick of snow. Holy Merlin, I'm sick of snow. You fail to realize that my college campus has been under at least 2 inches of snow for the past week. Now we're at two feet. Sure, I should thank you for getting me out of two days of classes, but you got me out of my easy days.
Weathermen are saying we're going to get more snow on President's Day. Please, Mother Nature, I'm begging you- let this be the last snowfall this year. No more. All I want is to be able to go more than a week-and-a-half without seeing a single snowflake.
Thank you so much.
Sincerely,
Someone Who Is Snowver the Snowpocalypse
Monday, February 8, 2010
In Review: Super Bowl 2010
It's an American tradition... the culmination of a year's hard work... the end of football season. Yes, I'm talking about the Super Bowl.
Usually, I don't pay much attention to NFL football. I prefer to watch college ball... there's just something about it that I like better. But I always make a point to watch the Super Bowl, just 'cause it's almost blasphemy to be an American and not watch it. Anyway, I found this year's Super Bowl very interesting, not because of who won, but instead by who did the music.
I didn't watch much of the pre-game show, but I did see the 30 minutes before the game. The first musical performance I saw wasn't really a performance, but a video. It was Jay-Z and Rihanna in "Run This Town/Posthumus Zone." I love "Run This Town" and I love "Posthumus Zone" (By E.S. Posthumus for those of you who don't know), so I thought this little remix was great! I loved everything about it, and in fact, I'm wondering if I'm going to be able to download it somehow.
Next to perform was Queen Latifah. Oh my goodness... I'm wondering how she made it as a recording artist. See, she didn't sound that good to begin with, and on top of that, she sounded nervous. Her voice was all sorts of pitchy, and it was just rough to listen to. Even my roommate said she sounded bad, and that's really saying something.
Carrie Underwood sang the National Anthem, and I couldn't have been happier. She did it just the way I think it should be sung- plain and simple, with little embellishment. Yeah, she sounded a bit strained on a couple of spots, but otherwise, I thought she did great. Bravo, Kari, bravo.
Finally, there was the halftime show. I called my family after watching this, and they agreed with me- it was BAD! It was like I told my brother and dad- when the fan's sound better than the actual singers, you've got major issues. The Who just sounded like they weren't up for this... they seemed out of breath and tired. I mean, it just wasn't pleasant to listen to. I was actually really glad that I missed part of the performance when I went to go put my laundry in.
So, in regards to the music for this Super Bowl, I give them a C-. Yeah, there were some good spots, but overall, it just wasn't that good.
Now, on to the game. I personally was pulling for the Saints, so naturally, I was a little nervous when the Colts opened up strong. The field goal at the end of the 1st half helped assuage my fears a bit, though. It's never good when a team goes in the locker room and are behind by over 6 points. But the second half? Holy crap! Where did that stuff come from?! I was blown away at how the Saints came back. My favorite play by far was the interception in the 3rd quarter where Manning threw one of his favorite passes and it was picked off by a linebacker (or was it a lineman?). Seeing that white jersey come bursting out of a sea of blue made me whoop for joy. I mean... damn, for a defensive player, that guy was fast! It totally came out of nowhere. I think it did a lot psychologically to both teams as well, by shaking the Colts' confidence and giving the Saints that little boost they needed.
In the end, the Saints won (31-17) and I was very pleased. This year's Super Bowl was probably one of the better games I've seen, and I was very happy to see the "underdog" take the Lombardi Trophy home with them.
Usually, I don't pay much attention to NFL football. I prefer to watch college ball... there's just something about it that I like better. But I always make a point to watch the Super Bowl, just 'cause it's almost blasphemy to be an American and not watch it. Anyway, I found this year's Super Bowl very interesting, not because of who won, but instead by who did the music.
I didn't watch much of the pre-game show, but I did see the 30 minutes before the game. The first musical performance I saw wasn't really a performance, but a video. It was Jay-Z and Rihanna in "Run This Town/Posthumus Zone." I love "Run This Town" and I love "Posthumus Zone" (By E.S. Posthumus for those of you who don't know), so I thought this little remix was great! I loved everything about it, and in fact, I'm wondering if I'm going to be able to download it somehow.
Next to perform was Queen Latifah. Oh my goodness... I'm wondering how she made it as a recording artist. See, she didn't sound that good to begin with, and on top of that, she sounded nervous. Her voice was all sorts of pitchy, and it was just rough to listen to. Even my roommate said she sounded bad, and that's really saying something.
Carrie Underwood sang the National Anthem, and I couldn't have been happier. She did it just the way I think it should be sung- plain and simple, with little embellishment. Yeah, she sounded a bit strained on a couple of spots, but otherwise, I thought she did great. Bravo, Kari, bravo.
Finally, there was the halftime show. I called my family after watching this, and they agreed with me- it was BAD! It was like I told my brother and dad- when the fan's sound better than the actual singers, you've got major issues. The Who just sounded like they weren't up for this... they seemed out of breath and tired. I mean, it just wasn't pleasant to listen to. I was actually really glad that I missed part of the performance when I went to go put my laundry in.
So, in regards to the music for this Super Bowl, I give them a C-. Yeah, there were some good spots, but overall, it just wasn't that good.
Now, on to the game. I personally was pulling for the Saints, so naturally, I was a little nervous when the Colts opened up strong. The field goal at the end of the 1st half helped assuage my fears a bit, though. It's never good when a team goes in the locker room and are behind by over 6 points. But the second half? Holy crap! Where did that stuff come from?! I was blown away at how the Saints came back. My favorite play by far was the interception in the 3rd quarter where Manning threw one of his favorite passes and it was picked off by a linebacker (or was it a lineman?). Seeing that white jersey come bursting out of a sea of blue made me whoop for joy. I mean... damn, for a defensive player, that guy was fast! It totally came out of nowhere. I think it did a lot psychologically to both teams as well, by shaking the Colts' confidence and giving the Saints that little boost they needed.
In the end, the Saints won (31-17) and I was very pleased. This year's Super Bowl was probably one of the better games I've seen, and I was very happy to see the "underdog" take the Lombardi Trophy home with them.
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