Byron's Blog.
I'm so fucking bored
I heard the terms “merger,” acquisition” and “interlocking directorates” and just about crapped my pants, since I was going to pass out from wanting to choke myself.
And I also just realized that I forgot my cell phone in the computer lab. Fuck that shit. I need a sandwich so badly it hurts.
IF YOU DON’T STOP USING THE F-WORD I’M GOING TO CUT YOUR BALLS OFF.
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I'm so fucking bored
I heard the terms “merger,” acquisition” and “interlocking directorates” and just about crapped my pants, since I was going to pass out from wanting to choke myself.
And I also just realized that I forgot my cell phone in the computer lab. Fuck that shit. I need a sandwich so badly it hurts.
Well, that was pleasant
I just had the busiest week of school I’ve experienced in a long time. Two midterms and a presentation that was the culmination of 7 weeks of work. Too much all at once if you ask me. I got the high score on one of my midterms, and a B on the other, which was nice. I find out how well my group members and I did on our project and presentation next Tuesday…
S.A.D.
I don’t know if Seasonal Affective Depression hits anyone else like a ton of bricks, but it’s hit me… well you get the idea. I find even the smallest things require motivation to achieve, which is so frustrating. Everything I’m doing in school has an odd double-sided effect that doesn’t make sense to me: a) I’m bored all the time and b) I’m stressed and anxious about everything.
On a good note, something did give me a pick me up. I decided to work on music for the first time in a long time and it was something that made me feel good. Not 100% mind you, but much better than I was earlier today. I feel super satisfied when it seems things are getting accomplished, but day-in, day-out sorts of tasks are really bringing me down.
If only noise complaints didn’t exist. That’s one thing I can say for Veneta/ Elmira, someone could always find somewhere to be loud as possible. Odd that hardly anyone seemed to be that loud. Ever.
Oh sweet mother.
I feel sick to my stomach, extremely overworked and extremely under-appreciated. I have midterm peer evaluations today, of which I’m working on for my assigned person in my group. I feel like I deserve a decent amount of the credit for my groups work so far, as I have been a CHAMPION in presentations and work outside of class. Yet…
I feel like everyone in my group secretly despises me. They look at me like I’m a know-it-all, and that they may or may not appreciate the amount of work I’m doing, which, trust me, is a lot. Not many people stay up til six in the morning to research the Eugene city budget regarding bicycle improvements and look at bicycle crash stats. I don’t know why I’m so concerned, but it might be that I will feel rage-filled if I don’t get a decent review.
CALM DOWN BRO.
I have in the next three weeks: the Final draft of my group’s proposal, Memo #3 (which is worth Memo #1 and 2 combined), 2 midterms for 2 different classes, resumé edits and a cover letter and, finally, a final presentation that is a large portion of my grade for the class I have it in.
Maybe I shouldn’t calm down. Maybe I should eat more cereal. Maybe.
New bookshelf adds so much to my home :D
I hate my life sometimes
The NBA is involved with gambling scams since the early 2000’s, my favorite team has the shittiest TV contract in the history of sports (excluding 3 counties, including Veneta) my favorite team drafted an absolute motherfuckin bust in Greg Oden. My favorite team is too much fucking talent that they don’t know how to distribute it… My favorite team is involved in a game with 90 foul calls in one game, taking up my entire night because NBA refs are bigger thugs than their players. I hate NBA promos, where thugs like Allen Iverson and Carmelo Anthony preach that being black and a regular drug-user gets you to the top…OMFG, I hate the fact that MY team plays in the worst fucking major professional sport.
Some rip on the Major League Baseball for steroids???? I’ll take steroids over gambling-scandal referees who wager on which player gets the first technical foul and the same officials that give the LA Lakers 35 free throws the Kings 9 in Game 6 of the Western Finals in 2002….Can you tell that I fucking hate the corruption of pro basketball???
I can also tell that you did your research. It’s a shame that it’s that bad. I had no idea it was that awful :(
I did this for me and me alone so fuck you if you have something bad to say.
I HAVE ONLY POSITIVE THINGS TO SAY ABOUT THIS. If you want to arrange a private screening… well, you get the idea. :D
Just found this picture of me on my trip to DC. I was a lot thinner then… ugh.
Ugh.
The flu really sucks. I can’t stand this. I’m getting better, but this ridiculousness needs to end. I didn’t have it for very long, but I can’t stand feeling like some poor sick boy.
Also, 2 midterms and a presentation due this week. Awful.
