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Name: Dorien
Location: Fairfax County, Virginia, United States
Birthday: 8/17/1985
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Wednesday, November 02, 2005

Currently Listening
Get a Move on
By Mr Scruff
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This'll be short and (bitter)sweet. . . mostly bitter

 

I got behind on some stuff since I missed class on Monday because I was trying to make sure I got over a cold. So now, I've gotten behind on some homework in my Language Foundation class that I'm not so, soo worried about, but also on a speech due this week in my Intro to speech class, and I don't know if I can do it all, beucase I have a presentation due in my Philosophy class next week and I have to have a paper topic in to my African American Lit. Foundation prof. Thursday. I think I'm majorly boned, but I can't spend any more time here writing about it. I have to decide to sleep now and get into meet w/ a prof early, or do work and meet with her later. . .

The upside of things is that if I pull everything as successfully as possible, the payoff will be getting to chill out of town and have a good time in N.C. for the wedding.

 

. . . technically, I'll be going to the wedding regardless. But taking care of all my shit will help me enjoy the trip all the more.


Thursday, October 27, 2005

You Are 17 Years Old
Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.

13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.

20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.

30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!

40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.


Currently Listening
Renegades
By Rage Against the Machine
How I Could Just Kill A Man
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You are listening to "How I Could Just Kill A Man" by Rage Against the Machine. That man being George W. Bush. And that's not for any particular reason. He was on campus for some speech that Laura Bush was giving, etc. and apparently it was some kind of exclusive event that the majority of the school wasn't invited to. I didn't even know about it until this morning when I heard about it on the news. Anyway, so when I got to campus, the whole thing was locked down: No parking, some buildings were shut down and such. I had to be told to enter my class through a side door like the front door was WHITES ONLY or something. Maybe it wasn't that serious, but it was a inconvenience for students and faculty, and I don't feel like we deserved that because if they weren't gonna address the whole school, then they shouldn't have occupied half the campus.

 

Anyway, having my mom be away has been odd, but mostly because I keep having to take my sister to school, so I have to get up early to take her there, which seems to have made me more tired than ever. And there's no food. Well, there's food, but there's never anything thats already been prepared when I get back home. Eh, only a few more days left.

I'm sorta growin my beard out, because I feel like I've become a slave to looking like I don't grow hair on my face, so fuck it; if it's not gonna grow on my head, it's gonna grow somewhere.

It's been about 3 months or so since I've talked to my therapist, and I've been sorta procrastinating on checking in with her and shizzle like thizzle, but it seems like the less I talk about some things, the less of a problem they seem to be. . . Out of mind, out of mind, I guess. The busier I am, the less I seem to dwell on things, and I'm ok with that for now. It may all catch up with me later, but if things can just keep moving until Thanksgiving or so, I might just make it through this semester without fucking things up too much.

 

My mom's best friend is getting married in about 2 weeks, and I'm kinda excited about that. It'll be the closest thing that I get to a vacation until the end of December. My whole family is going to be in the wedding, which I think is weird, because none of us have met this man before, and I am in the wedding party. Me and my brother are two groomsmen out of like 60 people, my mother maid of honor, i think, and my sister thrown somewhere in the mix as well. I can just tell this is gonna be RIDICULOUS because I'm sure I'll be escorting someone twice my age. . . so that'll be fun. . . . Not to mention the bachelor party, which I predict will be either 1) Really boring and uncomfortable, cuz I'll only know my brother and our godbrother, or 2) Really disturbing and uncomfortable because of the prospect of dancers or, ahem strippers. All I know is that if it gets crazy, I'll have my camera in hand to let the blackmail begin!

Anyway, I think that covers just about everything and nothing


Hey, to the 3.5 people who read this crappy page, does anyone want to see "Saw II" this Saturday? I finally saw the first one last Sunday, and it was pretty good. I don't expect the sequel to be as good as the first, but it still looks intriguing. So holler at me if you're up for it.


Friday, October 21, 2005

Just thought I'd input some more stuff since I need to kill a bit of time.

 

It's cold and it's raining, and I'd rather be watching a movie or sleeping. It's homecoming, and there's the outdoor Yardfest on the main campus yard, but since it's cold and raining and I had some shit to do anyway, I'm doing some stuff on my page. I've made a few subtle changes. . . have you noticed any? $5 to the person that spots the most!

I am tired and feel a little sick, and I'd just rather be doing something fun or distracting from the day-to-day shit to which I am accustomed. It's friday, and I have another weekend full of work to look forward to.

Let's try this:

You know what Grinds My Gears?

  • People on the Metro who stand in front of the motherfucking door when people have to get on and off!
  • The tabloid media! Who the fuck cares about Tom Cruise and Katie Holmes ("TomKat", apparently (why do I even know this)), Jennifer Anniston and Brad Pitt, or Nick Lachey or Jessica Simpson?
  • The bank!! How come interest is so miniscule!
  • Sprint PCS, AKA "Sprint Nextel". How come the cool stuff costs so much more with Sprint than anyone else?!?!
  • Motherfuckers who come into Target, and bought shit 13 months ago, used the shit, threw away the packaging, broke the motherfucker, lost the receipt, replaced the credit card, moved, and then come to the guest service counter trying to get that shit replaced, or fixed, or want their money back, and then get so fed up with confusing shit like the RULES that are printed several times on the back of a receipt and then get mad at me for enforcing the RULES, so they ask me to call a manager, and the manager makes an exception because he's an asshole who has no idea what we do in the trenches and just wants to look good, and of course what the person is returning is a refrigerator or a grill that has nasty-ass food or bugs or fecal matter all over it that they could at least have wiped off or something since they were already bringing it in, or it's covered in water because they it is raining when they bring it in, and they don't give a fuck because they're trying to get rid of it anyway!!!! GOD, that shit is so aggravating, and oh, by the way, every single person does this all day and especially in the last 30 minutes before the store closes, or during the lunchtime rush, which also happens to be the time that I'm either by myself, or have just gotten to work.
  • Target!!



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