It's never too early to think about life after graduation, especially knowing the fact that all of my friends are graduating this year. I on the other hand have one year left. The first thing I'll probably have to do following graduation is give up my title as treeline champ. Yes, that's right people. I won a treeline this year.
After the ceremony where I would thank my family, friends, people who have helped me along the way and of course the lord Jesus Christ for being on my side and being against my vanquished competitor, I think I'll take my graduation money and invest in a large bag of opiates. This will be in an attempt to forget about all of those excruciating years I spent learning about Chaucer.
Did I mention that I hate Chaucer more then I hate Scott Norwood, Brett Hull and Frank Wycek combined?
If the opiates don't work, there's always a lobotomy.
In all honesty this has been a crazy year, and I thank everyone that bore with my incoherent ramblings. As my friend Fer said, "Your columns should be served with a side of Ritalin." She's probably right.
Wow, did you see that hippo humping a unicorn while watching sad Kermit on youtube?
In my first step towards independence and moving away from Buffalo, I stood on line in an attempt to audition for the Real World. Not because I wanted to live in the house, but because I really, really want to be in the Real World-Road Rules challenges. If you're reading this MTV, I really, really want to be on the Real World-Road Rules challenges. The new season of the Inferno, which started two weeks ago, is threatening to pass football as my second favorite sport, right behind hockey. It has drama, hard-hitting competitiveness and steroids, what more could you want from a sport?
While I didn't wait the two hours that it would have taken to get an interview for the Real World, I did take the time to answer the questionnaire.
The first question that got me thinking was "What do you look for in a mate?" After thinking for several seconds it became clear. All I want is someone with a sense of humor, who is attractive, and most importantly is attracted to me. Or as my buddy Colangelo said, "So you want her to be blind?"
While my answer was fairly simple, finding someone who fits all three qualities is a lot harder then I ever thought it would be. This year I finally came out of my shell with a lot of help from people at the Spectrum, and while trying to master the art of picking up girls I realized something fairly early on.
If a girl is attracted to you, most of the time you won't be attracted to her. If you're attracted to her most of the time she won't be attracted to you. If this wasn't the case finding a girl would just be too easy and what's the fun in that?
Another question that got me thinking was when I had to describe my most embarrassing moment. Well I've had many too many to count, there's the time that I threw up all over myself at a party or the time that I accidentally dyed my hair purple but really my most embarrassing moment is when I drunkenly told my best friend that I loved her, though it was clear that the feeling was not mutual.
As I wrote that down, I realized, 'Hey, my life is pretty damn good if that is the most embarrassing thing that has ever happened to me.' (Or at least that I am willing to admit happened to me.) I definitely don't regret telling this girl, so in the end was it that embarrassing?
I came into this year not really knowing what I want to do with my life, but thanks to this year at the Spectrum and the Real World questionnaire it has become clear, I want to move out of the snow and I want to write. I don't care what about, I don't care how, I just want to keep writing. So even though I didn't get the chance to audition, I still got what I wanted out of the show, confirmation that I know what I'm doing with my life.
Now if only I can get that diploma which UB has been dangling on the end of a rope for going on six years.
Until next year...
Peace out girl scouts.
It's never too early to think about life after graduation, especially knowing the fact that all of my friends are graduating this year. I on the other hand have one year left. The first thing I'll probably have to do following graduation is give up my title as treeline champ. Yes, that's right people. I won a treeline this year.
After the ceremony where I would thank my family, friends, people who have helped me along the way and of course the lord Jesus Christ for being on my side and being against my vanquished competitor, I think I'll take my graduation money and invest in a large bag of opiates. This will be in an attempt to forget about all of those excruciating years I spent learning about Chaucer.
Did I mention that I hate Chaucer more then I hate Scott Norwood, Brett Hull and Frank Wycek combined?
If the opiates don't work, there's always a lobotomy.
In all honesty this has been a crazy year, and I thank everyone that bore with my incoherent ramblings. As my friend Fer said, "Your columns should be served with a side of Ritalin." She's probably right.
Wow, did you see that hippo humping a unicorn while watching sad Kermit on youtube?
In my first step towards independence and moving away from Buffalo, I stood on line in an attempt to audition for the Real World. Not because I wanted to live in the house, but because I really, really want to be in the Real World-Road Rules challenges. If you're reading this MTV, I really, really want to be on the Real World-Road Rules challenges. The new season of the Inferno, which started two weeks ago, is threatening to pass football as my second favorite sport, right behind hockey. It has drama, hard-hitting competitiveness and steroids, what more could you want from a sport?
While I didn't wait the two hours that it would have taken to get an interview for the Real World, I did take the time to answer the questionnaire.
The first question that got me thinking was "What do you look for in a mate?" After thinking for several seconds it became clear. All I want is someone with a sense of humor, who is attractive, and most importantly is attracted to me. Or as my buddy Colangelo said, "So you want her to be blind?"
While my answer was fairly simple, finding someone who fits all three qualities is a lot harder then I ever thought it would be. This year I finally came out of my shell with a lot of help from people at the Spectrum, and while trying to master the art of picking up girls I realized something fairly early on.
If a girl is attracted to you, most of the time you won't be attracted to her. If you're attracted to her most of the time she won't be attracted to you. If this wasn't the case finding a girl would just be too easy and what's the fun in that?
Another question that got me thinking was when I had to describe my most embarrassing moment. Well I've had many too many to count, there's the time that I threw up all over myself at a party or the time that I accidentally dyed my hair purple but really my most embarrassing moment is when I drunkenly told my best friend that I loved her, though it was clear that the feeling was not mutual.
As I wrote that down, I realized, 'Hey, my life is pretty damn good if that is the most embarrassing thing that has ever happened to me.' (Or at least that I am willing to admit happened to me.) I definitely don't regret telling this girl, so in the end was it that embarrassing?
I came into this year not really knowing what I want to do with my life, but thanks to this year at the Spectrum and the Real World questionnaire it has become clear, I want to move out of the snow and I want to write. I don't care what about, I don't care how, I just want to keep writing. So even though I didn't get the chance to audition, I still got what I wanted out of the show, confirmation that I know what I'm doing with my life.
Now if only I can get that diploma which UB has been dangling on the end of a rope for going on six years.
Until next year...
Peace out girl scouts.
Photo: Courtesy of Laron Fomby
