Friday, March 29, 2002
this is going to be sort of a stupid post, as opposed to the rest of my posts which are always incredibly important and amazing. the main purpose of this is going to be to bitch about my teachers and classes. first of all, yesterday i had my physics ILS class, which i never really liked, in the first place. i hate having a required 2.5 hour class that is worth no credits. my ILS teacher is the soviet mastermind i had for physics lecture last quarter, that colonel kravchenko. his explanations were just as i remembered them being. so boring that i want to rip off my own ears and stab myself in the eyes with my pen. he did come up with this little gem of knowledge though: "Dogs create smell, and they feel each other". im not really sure what the hell he was talking about. somehow he related that to electric fields. i think he should go back to his communist home immediately. i hate my math teacher with a passion. he is the worst teacher i have ever had the opportunity to deal with. first of all he looks weird. his eyes are sunken into his head like pissholes in the snow, and he has a really bushy white beard. he teaches us like we are morons, asking questions that arent worth our time to answer. that is the worst part. since no one answers him, he tries to explain it in more detail so the class drags and drags. not too mention it is at 8 in the morning. how can i be expected to do mathematics at 8 on a friday morning. ridiculous. i also dont think im going to like my C++ programming class because i dont know diddly poo about programming. my teacher seems ok though. my one problem with him is he tries to make the class too interactive but nobody else wants to. he asks questions and nobody answers. soon he will realize that we just want to be told how to do it, and not made to make fools of ourselves when we incorrectly answer his stupid questions. come to think of it he is kind of a jerk and he will likely turn out to be a crazy jew killing machine. i forgot to mention that my TA for physics ILS is pretty goodlooking so maybe ill be able to take of that student-teacher fantasy thing.
Wednesday, March 27, 2002
it has been awhile since i last wrote in this mainly because i have been without computer. i had to drop my cpu over at my brothers house because my parents are ridiculous. neither my mom or my dad wanted to drive me back to school so after a fun discussion/fight it was decided to send me to school on a bus. therefore i decided that i didnt want to bring my cpu on the bus and then the subway as it is awkward to carry and basically just a bad idea. the reason i had to bring it to my brothers house is because my parents are children and interact as little as possible so part of the deal was that stuff my dad was bringing down to me later would be left at davids house so they wouldnt have to see each other. the end result is that i was more than bored my last few days at home with no money, no car, and no computer, and i also have to wait a week of not having a computer at school which is arguably (spelling?) worse because now i have to walk to that bastard of a library to type up my paper due friday. so, interesting things that have happened recently. hmmm, well, hamel and steph have mono, and probably tim still does which means that most if not all of my friends will soon have this wonderful virus. i cant wait. i heard the beginnings of some interesting happenings from the crew that went to miami. ill get into more detail when more information is available. i would like to take this opportunity, to say a big FUCK YOU to Barton college for making my good friend adam wood take both an alcohol class and an anger management class for swearing at a desk worker. what the hell is wrong with them. joe brought in his 2 giantantic floor speakers so he now has the ability to make everything in the room shake. it is fun. my math teacher is the boringest person known to mankind. not to mention that he is collecting the homework he assigns which means i actually have to do the shit. i have not had to turn in math homework since like 9th grade. also, there may be an attendence grade in physics which displeases me greatly. now i actually have to go to that shit. god dammit. easter is this weekend. alright, we get to celebrate the resurection of christ when he turned into a giant rabbit who hid eggs and ate jelly beans. if i find out how to get home, i get to hang out with my wonderful family. it wouldnt be that bad except for the fact that i hate 90 percent of them. i wish i could just have family functions with my sister and 2 brothers. then i would be excited to go. as sad and twisted as it sounds, i just look at my grandparents and see death creeping into their faces and i think that someone should just finish them off. as you can likely tell, we arent real close. i was just thinking that i used to be in the C&E club (you only go to church on christmas and easter) but as of the last 3 years i have been in the "why do i want to go to church" club. church was a place that i never really enjoyed. it was always boring. i hated it.
Sunday, March 24, 2002
well, yesterday i was playing tomb raider 2 and my friend danny came over to pick me up and we went to the place we always go in white river jct. then there was a kid having a keg party in west hartford. i thought that i lived in the woods. this kid lives like 30 minutes from the nearest road that doesnt look like a snowmobile trail. from rt. 14 you take roads named "podunk rd", "wildlife", and "tiger toe lane". strange names. i kind of like the podunk one, and i was going to steal it until i got foolishly drunk. then i was just concentrating on forming sentences, and walking back and forth from the keg. it was fun until some stupid girls started screaming and generally being ridiculous. oh well. i never gave a full report on my grade situation. somehow i must have gotten about a 10,000 on the physics exam because i pulled B- in there, which means that my grades actually went up. my mom doesnt believe me, and she thinks that somehow i got a fake report card sent home. what the fuck.