~by infinitestory
As my interest in football increases, I’ve begun watching more TV.
And with more TV comes more commercials.
Two recent commercials have caught my eye. The first is the Red Baron Fire Baked Crust Pizza commercial, and the other is the Bud Light Condiment Gun.
Something happened to me today. I felt like it was interesting enough to be included on this blog, but I really didn’t want to have to type stuff up (like I’m doing now). So, I decided to try something new: YouTube! Check it out, and let me know what you think.
~by infinitestory
I know in Britain they might call it ultimium, but in any case it’s Thanksgiving break, which invariably accompanies a sense of finality. Although the REAL end (finals) are a full two weeks after the break, the first week-long break is still something to look forward to.
It’s been a slow last day, though.
Don’t you just hate it when the traffic light turns green, but the line is so long that it’s red before you cross? Well, I do. Especially when it happens 3 times in a row on the way to school.
From then, I knew it was going to be a long day.
Last night (or this morning, I’m not quite sure), I dreamed that it was raining very hard. And I had to get to my history class.
My history class is usually in a building, but in my dream, it was on the room of a building, reachable only by a certain set of stairs.
Now, it was raining pretty damn hard, so the entire school was flooded, all the way up the stairs to the roof.
As part of the Crew Halloween party, we were each assigned a partner. With said partner, we were to design a collaborative and somewhat themed costume.
My partner is a girl. Her name is not Xavier.
Xavier came up with the brilliant plan. She would dress up as a lawyer, and I would be the car crash victim. It was absolutely genius.
~by infinitestory
As of right now, my brother is watching a hi-def version of National Treasure 2 next to me, I’m still digesting the tiniest cucumber I’ve ever eaten, and I’m reminiscing about a pack of Smarties which was quite unusual.
Really not much has happened over the last week, but I’ll piece together a post anyway.
First and foremost, I’ve started using Facebook more actively. For those of you that know how allergic I was to Myspace two years ago, this might come as a bit of a shock. Just know I hated Myspace about as much as I currently hate bad soap operas, such as the one playing on the TV in front of me.
After getting owned in Physics class for having the wrong binder (citation), I decided to color code my schedule so that I would always know which binder to bring to class. It just so happened that me physics binder was the same one I put my history stuff in. So, I colored in my History block blue.
I also received an email from my esteemed history teacher, stating that instead of our regular spot, our class would be meeting in room 19 of the basement. So, I got to the building I was supposed to be at for History. I first went to our regular spot, but when I saw the locked door, I remembered that our class was in the basement.
Silly me.
Today I was eating brunch in the dining hall. I went to get some cantaloupe, because cantaloupe is very delicious. On the way back, I was waiting patiently for people to get out of the way so I could get to my table, when all of a sudden, the girls spins around and smacks me in the face.
Humiliation: +1
Later, I was putting my tray away. I had my jacket in one hand, and the tray balanced precariously on the other. And then, SMACK! Another collision.
TWO-HIT C-C-C-COMBO!
Humiliation: +1 +1
It’s like I’m invisible or something. People keep bumping into me.
Today: +3 Humiliation Points
Total: 16 Humiliation Points
Today I was at Wal-Mart, stocking up on school supplies*. The trip was going well. I went to the DVD’s section and checked out all the unrated versions of American Pie. Then I had two Big Macs and a ranch Snack Wrap from the McDonalds. Afterwards, I decided I should really go pick up some food, which was why I went to Wal-Mart in the first place.
