I’m back! Actually, I never left or intended to abandon this web log, but the end of Australia and the start of summer followed by moving into my own place and going to school has left me pretty distracted. All of my courses are intense and I’m stuck working on papers and projects pretty much all throughout the week, even the weekend.
Not much else in my life is particularly new or interesting, however. I have my eyes on a girl, not that I have time for a relationship, so we’ll see if anything happens. I’ve been messing around a little with a few girls but most of them are freaks I want to avoid at all costs. Oh well. Been hitting the bars (Bays and Limelight) here and there, and I’ve appreciated not paying for booze at frat parties again.
In other news, that’s about it. I managed to hit a deer with my car, which was scary, but the damage is all fixed now. I pretty much just get up and go to school and come home. Exciting stuff right there.
You could imagine that doing nothing in Midland would give me the time to update this more. Surprisingly, a lot of things have been happening that have taken all of my time. First off, and most importantly, I leave Texas for Australia this coming Sunday, Feb. 1. I don’t even know what to think at this point. I am really excited, and really happy to finally get to do something exciting like this. But, at the same time, I am terrified of leaving Texas. As much as I want to think I am educated, I don’t really know the ways of the world, and I’m afraid of not being accepted for who I am. I’ve already been told not to mention I am from Texas, but this is probably impossible as I obviously sound like a Texan. That, and I don’t think I will compromise who I am, even in a foreign culture.
My group is full of yankees for the most part. There are some that are from South Carolina, but even this is odd and foreign to me. I’ve talked to one from my group, an admitted vegetarian and environmentalist. I mean, you just don’t find that in Texas. I’m not saying that I disagree with her viewpoints, though I have to say my own viewpoints are much more enjoyable for me. It is my hope to eat all the native animals that I can, as food is a big part of my life. And the only environmental policy I have is “Don’t Mess With Texas”, so I don’t know if that matches up well enough. I’m mentioning this because it shocks me I am so different from yankees. These are people who are from my country. What could Australia be like? Maybe the people will think I’m ignorant and arrogant. I hope not.
My goal with this trip is to make friends and experience culture. I don’t want to compromise who I am in the process, though. But, I haven’t left, so I don’t even know what I’m getting into yet.
Otherwise, my stay in Midland has been full of work. I’ve been working full days typing entries into a big database. It’s sad and horrible, but now I am done. And, my boss gave me a big bonus for my work. I’m confident I’ll have a few dollars to blow on things I want to do, not just the bare essentials. Some of those things include the “Northwest Trip”, a ten-day camping trip throughout Northwest Australia. I am pretty excited to do that. Because of the currency difference, it’ll only be about 450 dollars. I think I can manage that.
Work was boring, of course, but it was good being back with the guys from ViaMedia. Josh, Benjamin, and Max are good guys, and I’m glad to have met them. We got together a few times and played poker. I lost twice, but I won everything on the last game we played. Poker has started to become an addictive thing. I’m playing it online all the time, albeit with fake money.
I spent a weekend in San Antonio with the Trinity guys. I took a lot of photos, but it was basically a summary of my entire experience at Trinity. These guys are the friends I hope to have for the rest of my life. I’ll miss them when I graduate, and I’ll miss them when I’m in Australia. I hope all of the alcohol I bought them is proof enough of my friendship! God knows, they’ll be drunk for a semester on an amount that size.
Finally, I’ve been working out a ton before I leave. Partly because I found out I was 204 lbs. I used to be 145 lbs before I started college. Way too much beer and Jack in the Box, that’s certain. I’ve lost over twenty pounds, but I still need to do more. My goal is to really push myself in Australia, so that I can be 160 lbs of raw steel and sex appeal upon my return. We’ll see!
I guess I’ll update this next when I’m in Perth. I’ll miss Texas, but I’m ready to jump into something new!
I’ve neglected posting to this, and I don’t really plan on doing much with it. Nothing at all is new with me. Tiger council hearings and parties. The usual stuff. Girl problems. Whatever. It’s just life as usual.
As usual, not too much is new. Putting things off.
I’ve been going to the bar a bit more, but nothing major. I hardly meet anyone. Trinity is a pretty stagnant community and most of the people who come to stuff from outside the bubble are emo Mexican high school kids. Sort of sad.
A lot of work to be done this week. I haven’t started. So far, my highest grade has been a 73. What? Excellent!
Also, I want to go to Australia. But it’s expensive. I’m not sure what to do. It’s a sad situation. We’ll see.
And, I would rather just have job stuff work out. Leave this place. I’m done with it.
Who would have thought that there is a word out there I would hate more than any other. Worse than a curse word, the word “yeah” is now permanently the worst word ever spoken. Why is this?
In my Art History class this semester, my teacher (who is from Korea 10 years ago…) says “yeah” after everything. As an example, I recorded one sentence at the first of class exactly:
“Today — yeah — we learn about Egypt — yeah — Paros — how you say, Paros — yeah — and how they con–, build the pyramids in forf dynasty; yeah.”
So, just how many times can someone say “yeah” do you think? Dan, my roommate, guessed 240 times. How about 522 TIMES. Can you even believe that? It’s the most annoying, frustrating, and overall horrible thing I’ve ever had to deal with. I’ve had bad professors, and this professor isn’t even that bad, but this quirk is killing me and everyone else in the class.
But let’s do some math… If on average she uses “yeah” 522 times in 75 minutes, that’s once every 8.6 seconds. Wow.
Let’s see how many times it will be in a semester. There are 30 days of class in the semester, equaling over 15,000 times she will have said “yeah” to the class. If we go on the assumption that every “yeah” takes about a second to say, that’s over 4 hours of time she will have wasted in my life.
In terms of class as a whole, there are 37.5 hours in this semester, and about 11% of that will be “yeah”.
Seriously, yeah. This, yeah, is the worst, yeah, experience, yeah, I can possibly, yeah, recall in college, yeah.
Okay, so, I’m back in school. Having some fun, I guess. It’s nice to be back at Trinity and everything, come to think of it. Laying around bored all day sounds like fun when you’re busy, but in practice it’s a pretty huge waste of time. That said, most of my classes this year I don’t actually want to take, but I should be done wasting my time (except for a lab class) by next school year. I suppose this semester should be easier than the last one, but who knows? We’ll just have to see how it goes…
Otherwise I should be doing my rap segment on TV this coming Monday. Let’s hope I don’t freeze!