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Monday, March 25th, 2002
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2:29 am
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Ah, another night of entries with nothing but depression, foolishness, and, it seems, quite a bit of pot smoking.
Good night, all! Look for a Spring Break summary entry tomorrow!
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(Go for the kick!)
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| Sunday, March 24th, 2002
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2:00 am
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Back to Murray I go, tomorrow! It's been a traumatic week, and I can't wait to pass out from the pressures of this headache.
Oh, and by the way, I beat Final Fantasy 4 today! FA-SHWA!!!!!
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(7 Kick Ass Kicks | Go for the kick!)
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| Saturday, March 23rd, 2002
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4:22 am
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People, I just beat Final Fantasy 1.
I rule now more than ever.
current mood: victorious
current music: None...the credits have rolled.
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(12 Kick Ass Kicks | Go for the kick!)
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| Thursday, March 21st, 2002
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6:41 pm
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Welcome to my day, people. And in all honesty, what a day it's been. Not really...it's actually been uneventful.
Until, that is, my sister came down to watch TV while I was working on the computer. As she left, se placed the remote right out of my reach...so I leaned back in the chair to get it. As I did, my foot kicked the desk, knocking the picture frame off the top of the desk, hitting my can of Moutain Dew: Code Red, and knocking it to the floor. Not, however, before spilling it straight on the keyboard. Urrrrrrggghhhh....
So I cleaned up the surface of the keyboard, and tried it. It did nothing, except made my stomach drop. I took the next 45 minutes popping the keys off the keyboard, and cleaning under that. Finished, and plugged it back in, and still nothing. I was about to ruin my mother's good mood, when I decided to go for broke. I saw that the lights for the caps lock, number lock, etc were slightly blinking when I tried to plug it in...so I took the damn thing apart. There was a tiny bit more moisture, which I cleaned up, secured a couple wires, then put it back together.
And the damn thing works!
Of course, now the shift key brings up Windows Media Player, the alt key doesn't work, and the down key serves as a third enter key. Guess I'll work on that later.
I think I need a nap.
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(6 Kick Ass Kicks | Go for the kick!)
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| Tuesday, March 19th, 2002
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2:52 am
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| Sunday, March 17th, 2002
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8:11 pm
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Well, mom's been asleep all day, so it's been pretty calm today. Tomorrow, she goes back to work, so it looks like the calm after the storm has finally arrived. Two days and she's still f'n mad at us. Whatupwitdat?
On Thursday last, she called me at school at 6:30 in the morning, telling me that my beloved Geo had gotten a flat. Kate and I went out and got it replaced yesterday, then found out that we would have to pay for it, even though SHE popped the damn thing. It's amazing that I didn't blow up right there, but I've kept my cool surprisingly well. I am definately proud of myself. I've managed to make it through almost three "mom's mad at me" days with my voicebox in tact.
It's a life-saving experience that I decided not to return to work at Meijer. I've still been staying up late and waking up late, but I guess that just comes with the house. If anyone wants to do something with the Jay-Man while I'm in Louisville, shout me a holler.
I've noticed that in a lot of pictures from my youth, I'm devoid of pants. Diaper or undies, sure. But no pants. Weird.
current mood:  good
current music: None
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(Go for the kick!)
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| Saturday, March 16th, 2002
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3:12 am
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| Friday, March 15th, 2002
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10:41 pm - The return to Louisville...
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I got in around 4:30, and took to cleaning out my drawers...a task I had been putting off for a good 6 months. I called JR and invited him over, and as he arrived, my mom hinted at me going grocery shopping. I began to joke around with her, and, of course, she exploded. We didn't make it three hours before we started going at it!!! I was wondering why it had been so long since I had gone home, and now I knew exactly why. Oh well...only nine more days before I'm back in Murray.
So now I'm in JR's dorm room at UofL, and he's playing Mario Kart. I should've brought the GameCube that my RA let me borrow, but I wasn't worried about it. Allen will be over soon, and then we'll all be off to do something. I haven't heard from Casey, and when I called, the line was busy.
Here's hoping he made it back okay.
current mood: good
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(3 Kick Ass Kicks | Go for the kick!)
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10:37 pm
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When walking through the amazing thing we call life, we must remember one thing. Goats are evil and they will control the world by forcing everyone to drink their milk. Do not be intimidated by the evilness of the goats! DO NOT FEAR!!!!
One time I hopped into a go-cart and hit the track. Then the dirty bastard Wario hit me with a red shell! I managed to get a hold of a starman and catch up, then threw a lightning bolt and squashed him!
Andre is missed.
current mood:  silly
current music: Mario Kart
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(Go for the kick!)
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| Thursday, March 14th, 2002
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10:02 pm - For Louisville, I am bound...
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Oh, it's true. The Jay-Man is once more Louisville bound as of tomorrow. And the kicking thing? I'm riding home with her.
My EDU class was cancelled, so I'll be out of here at around 11:30 CST. It's really weird, because this will be the first time I've left Murray since Christmas. I miss home, but I really had no reason to leave. Of course, now they're making me.
So I'll be spending a nice, relaxing week at home, with very little school work looking at me. Not only that, but the maternal figure gave me the ok to stay on leave from Meijer. No third shift for me!
Good night, folks! Next entry will be from Louisville!
current mood: cheerful
current music: Beautiful People is stuck in my head.
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(7 Kick Ass Kicks | Go for the kick!)
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| Wednesday, March 13th, 2002
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10:12 am
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So I was walking down the curb, talking in my mind to the heavenly spirit of Andre the Giant (he was rhyming every thing I said!), when all of the sudden a gigantic aardvark stepped right into my path!
I'm like, "Hey, aardvark! What's he deal?!"
And he goes, "Brlaaaaaggglllaaaa!"
So I go, "Don't change the subject!"
I guess that made him mad, because he rolled into a ball, and came at me. We collided and I flew to Chicago, where I pulled my parachute (that I keep in cases such as this one.) When I land, I see this doorway that says, "ENTER." Who am I to argue with a door? I go through the door, and wind up on Dagobah.
Luke has managed to crash his X-Wing again, so I go into Yoda's house. Inside with the Jedi is Geordi LaForge, Gavin McCloud (from the Love Boat), and Mr. T, all watching a fight between Gary Coleman and Alf. I sat down and watched Alf knock the living hell out of Coleman. This went on until Mr. T finally stood up and pityed the fool.
I walked back up, used the force, and flew home, where I typed this entry. Now I'm off to Biology!
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(5 Kick Ass Kicks | Go for the kick!)
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| Tuesday, March 12th, 2002
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3:31 pm
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The Constitution for Elizabeth College is complete, and it is a mere two voting sessions away from being ratified, and placed in history. The last strands of the James I. reign are nearly severed. Soon Elizabeth will march ahead.
And I must say how damn good I am.
I've been messing with this thing for a good chunk of last semester, and all of this semester, and now it's finished. Ah, sweet, sweet freedom. I wanted to sit out of RCC next year, but Prof. Valentine has gotten on me to run yet again. If I choose to, it will not be Historian. That I'm sure of. I still can't get his words of wisdom out of my head.
"Jacob, get your shit together and run."
Now that's advice.
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(Go for the kick!)
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| Monday, March 11th, 2002
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1:55 am
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I recently heard of a nefarious plot hatched by a friend of mine. This plot involved using a crush of mine to get me into the fraternity he's a member of. This, my friends, makes me want to vomit. And you know what? I'll tell you why.
I do not want to be in a fraternity It's really that damn simple. I don't catch onto the whole idea, and frankly, I don't want to. I thought he was picking up on this when I continuously turned down parties, events, and other happenings. I thought he realized this when I showed discomfort when he insisted we sit with his brothers at Winslow. Finally, I thought he knew when he told me I hadn't gotten a bid, I told him I wasn't going for a bid to begin with. I don't want to be in a fraternity. Plain and simple.
Then I hear about this plan. My friend, I ask you this. How dare you? How DARE you? I told you who my crush was because you were a friend. Someone I could trust. Doing this is like a fucking slap in the face to me. Sure, you're brothers are important to you, but what about your friends? Remember those people you hung out with before you joined up?
What I see now is you putting them in front of everything else. They've also given you a "holier than thou" attitude towards all of us. You constantly berate us for things you did just as much as the rest of us. When you downed me for the "Theo" comment, I was ready to wail the hell out of you. Is being Greek an excuse to be a hypocrite?
I'll tell you something, pal. I hope you realize what you're doing, because more than just myself are ready to say "Do what you will and leave us out of it." And the thing with her? You disgust me.
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(2 Kick Ass Kicks | Go for the kick!)
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| Saturday, March 9th, 2002
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12:24 am
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Went to a party tonight, then left about twenty minutes later. It was a nice reminder as to why I never go to parties. First of all, I don't drink. That pretty much sums it up. All you people that go out to a shit load of parties, get f'd up and have a blast of a time...I hate you. Go to hell.
Second, it makes me think of how damn lonely I get sometimes. Everyone seems to have that one person, but mine's flight got delayed in another country. It really gets me down. So all of you happy people out there...I envy you.
So here I am, sitting in the RCC Office I cleaned, looking at the change I counted, and thinking about what it will be like once I'm gone. I just feel like fucking crying sometimes, but I have found that I have no tears for myself. Not anymore.
Oh yeah, if you're going to comment on this, say something. Don't *pounce* or *hug* me. Just give me some intelligence.
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(7 Kick Ass Kicks | Go for the kick!)
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| Thursday, March 7th, 2002
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5:58 pm - Oh, for Pete's sake...
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I've noticed something, ya'll. My buddy Casey was bragging on how he hit entry 200 and all, which is cool. However, in 206 entries, he's only gotten 178 comments. As for me, this is number 195, and I've gotten 552 comments! Boo-f'n-yeah!
Anyway, a virus hit my beloved laptop and took out all the startup files. All my stuff was still there, but there was no way for me to get to it, for the lack of startup files keeps it from entering Windows. Sadly, James had to reformat it. Services will be this Saturday at noon.
The two exams I've been fretting with are now a thing of the past. YEAH!!!
Off to do the dinner thing.
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(2 Kick Ass Kicks | Go for the kick!)
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| Wednesday, March 6th, 2002
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10:04 am - Changes
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I recent e-mail I recieved from an old friend really caught in my mind. Within, the sender commented on how I'd changed since I left wonderful Jeffersonville High School and took that merry walk towards Murray State. After thinking about it for a while, I came to a conclusion. That person is right. I have changed.
In high school, everything was a big joke to me. I lived day-to-day and never really worried about anything. I made decent grades, but just barely. Basically, I went through life doing what I wanted, and put just a bit of emphasis on what everyone said was important.
I'm still like that, only to a less degree.
The thing that has changed, though, is what I like to think of as the level of my mind. I was never the popular kid (though I never really wanted to be), and was well known only amongst the band and the smart kids (YEAH, I HUNG OUT WITH THE SMART KIDS!!!). I never strived to make anything of myself, basically because I didn't think anyone would care, and I was damn shy. Shy around things that make me uncomfortable, that is. Trust me. If you know me well, you'll know exactly what I'm talking about.
Now that I'm in Murray, I finally got involved in something that would be beneficial to people other than me. Last year, when I first started getting involved in the RCC, it brought a new level of confidence. When I stood up and put together a Jeopardy game for the dorm, it really meant something for me. Also, I experienced a whole new arena, as well as new people and new events that expanded my horizons.
Overall, I think I have changed quite a bit. Even though I still act goofy and can be a real pain in the ass sometimes, I fell like when it comes down to it, I've matured a lot. I'm still too damn bashful when it comes to certain things, but I've come a long way. Change is a part of life, and I'm glad I've changed for the better.
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(7 Kick Ass Kicks | Go for the kick!)
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| Friday, March 1st, 2002
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2:51 am
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[Scene opens outside of Jay's room in Elizabeth. I'd tell you which one, but I have a few stalkers around. Anyway, the Jay-Man exits the door, and hits the stairwell. As he exits into the lobby, his theme hits.]
Jay: [speaking to the people in the lobby] My fans, I promise you that not only will I make it to Spanish ON TIME and PREPARED, I will defeat any quizzes that come my way!
[all the people in the lobby begin to cheer as a "Jacob" chant is started. Jay leaves as his legions of fans remain in their cheering state.]
Ahhhhh, if life was more like pro wrestling.
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(5 Kick Ass Kicks | Go for the kick!)
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| Thursday, February 28th, 2002
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1:20 am - It's days like these...
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All I can say about today is that I'm happy its over.
It started quite well, actually. I did fairly well in Spanish, and I grow to like Dr. Waag's goofy old man persona more and more. I unfortunately fell asleep in Biology, mainly due to Sarah's incessant bitching about how she was going to fall asleep. Jeez, sometimes I just want to reach over and knock her out, but then her brother and boyfriend would come after me.
I ate dinner with Elizabeth College faculty, you know, doing the good RCC thing. Then I went with James to play pool along with his Sig Ep brothers. Let's just say I suck at pool and leave it at that.
We returned to Elizabeth, and sat down for the RCC meeting. For once, we actually got things accomplished, which Levi was apparently pleased with. She was there too, and she was looking at me. That's just sweet.
Then the RCC was called a bunch of bigots. That hit kinda hard. The girl didn't directly call us bigots, but she expressed her dissappointment in the RCC's failure to produce a Black History Month program. Now I don't mean to sound offensive, but we don't read minds. We cover business every week, and if it was that damn important, she could've brought the damn thing up. No, instead she felt the need to tell us off, for no reason. She even mentioned that there was a lack of diversity on the council.
Hey, sister, guess what? We hold elections every year, and anyone can run for a position. If you think you want a diverse crew, run for a position and just quit bitching. I'm sick of people like that, and I think that girl's going through a table.
Man, I just can't write well when I'm tired. Night, folks.
current mood:  annoyed
current music: Linkin Park - In the End
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(4 Kick Ass Kicks | Go for the kick!)
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| Tuesday, February 26th, 2002
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2:28 am
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I've been listening to the Carmina Burana quite a bit lately, and I do believe it's turning me evil.
Try walking across campus listening to very dramatic classical music. What an awesome feeling. The music also helps calm my nerves.
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(6 Kick Ass Kicks | Go for the kick!)
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| Monday, February 25th, 2002
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1:58 am - Hmmmm.....strange indeed....
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So I'm headed towards Carr Health for more raquetball, when James finds that he doesn't have his ID. As he turns to go back and get it, I hear laughter. I dismiss it from my mind, until it gets louder. I turn around...
...and see two of my stalkers. How about that?
Well, it's the first time I've actually heard them talk, so that's a plus.
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(1 Kick Ass Kick | Go for the kick!)
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