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Shitty news.

Bob Barker to retire.

Meat Loaf came out with a new album this week.

Bat Out Of Hell… III.

“The Monster’s Loose”

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Kick ass.

Alright, I’m actually surprisingly drunk from sake bombing– so yay for Joanna or Shawn, or whoever still reads this– you get a “good” post this time

I feel more comfortable now. Like, it always takes me a couple years to gain some confidence, find a niche, start being me. It was the same way in high school. First two years I was pretty quiet, kinda cliqued up– but then after that– I started doing things. Played sports, did drama, ran for president of NHS, etc. Sooner or later, I find a “happy place,” some place where I’m content, and I’m more… me. Last couple years here– I wasn’t quite there. I was quiet and sullen at times– loud and obnoxious at others. But now– I really feel like I’m not rubbing people the wrong way anymore. I know what to say and what to do. People find me engaging– entertaining. They actually want to be in my company now… Huzzah! I feel invincible. Well, not invincible, but like I have a shield. I’m stronger, more confident, more cocky– I’m going places. I’m no longer content to settle for merely average, I strive for my goals. Sure they might seem out of reach, but hey, they’re now worth a shot. Depression? Hell no! I got this shit down now. I’m happy with myself. If other people don’t like that, though– but I’m gonna tell you– the next two years are gonna KICK ASS!

Epiphany, bitches!

I’m kind of angry at the world right now.

People in general I suppose.

What the hell is the deal with seemingly the entire Asian population at Cornell smoking cigarettes all of the sudden?

You walk more than three feet without someone going “Pin cheng!” and blowing a puff of smoke in your direction.

Dammit.

I blame Kim Jong Il.

It’s 2 AM and we’re drunk before a bowling tournament.

Case in point.

That’s our president.

With a motherfucking plastic bag on his head.

I feel like I should write something reflective in here…

In you’re random news blips department– I’m checking out a couple satellites, when this comes scrolling across an ABC News ticker.

Cracker Barrel Accused of Refusing to Serve Black Customers; Chris Rock’s Mother May Sue.

Just one of those “What the fuck?” moments.

Sometimes you have to wonder– if every decision you made was worth it. Some are small, some huge. Where do they leave you in the future? Where do they leave you tomorrow. Where do they leave you in a year? Where do they leave you in five years? Where do they leave you in fifty?

The butterfly effect is out in full effect in my life.

Finished 14th/162 bowlers.

+15 average differential.

Could have Should have been better.

But it’s a decent start. Better than last year.