15 Minutes...

...is all I'm budgeting for this entry. I've been meaning to update this thing for so long, and I've just been so busy. So now, between 12:45 and 1am Monday morning, 7 hours before my Composites test, I am updating.

I don't even know where to begin. It's not like a lot has changed or happened, but the things that have happened are significant. Spring Break was flat out one of the best experiences of my life. After Hurricane Katrina hit, I told myself that if I ever had the chance to make it down to New Orleans, I would. It may have taken more than 2 years, but I finally made it, and I have no regrets. Not only did I have a hand in building a few homes in Musicians' Village, but I met some amazing people (both from the area and elsewhere) that I plan on staying in touch with for a while. We're already looking forward to going down there in the summer, and I can't wait.

School's going alright, could always be better, but given the amount of work and time that I've had in which to do it in, I'd say I'm faring pretty well. It's shocking how one week can be laid back, and the next week, I've got barely enough time to sleep for a couple hours a night. And there's still another two semesters of this. Wonderful.

The weather is starting to get better, which is both good and bad. Good, because I'll be in a good mood all of the time as opposed to 90% of the time. Bad, because nothing will get done. Take today for example. I didn't really do anything until 1 in the afternoon, and that was just typing up notes from a plant visit that happened on the 16th. A little late, needless to say. Then I went for a relaxing run, and played ultimate frisbee for a couple hours, followed by dinner at Applebee's. And before I knew it, it was 10:30 and I was heading to the Engineering Building to study for my 7:45 exam.

Speaking of which, I should get some sleep. Typing on the bed is only encouraging my eyes to close further.

Break

First off, Happy Holidays to everyone. Despite any kind of bad news I've encountered/experienced these past couple of weeks, it's hard not to maintain a good mood this time of year. It's a shame that it takes a certain time of year to bring out the good in people (for the most part).

I'm back at home for Winter Break, which is pretty much one of those bittersweet feelings. Good on one hand because there's no school, and bad in the sense that I'm laying in bed at 11:30 on a Thursday night. Ah well, such is life.

Hard to believe Christmas is only a few days away. This weather would have you thinking otherwise. I'm hoping it holds out through Saturday, when we get together to play football once again at the high school. And this time I'm definitely stretching and warming up; I don't want a repeat of the Thanksgiving game, where I couldn't move for three days after.

It's getting late, and I'll just stop now, seeing as how I have to work tomorrow morning. Nothing like filing and throwing boxes around in a warehouse in Madison Heights to enforce the need for a college degree.

Mother Nature's A Clever One

Just when I thought I had the old lady figured out, she goes and throws snow and wind right in my face. Anyway, let's recap the week, since I've done nothing but a whole lot of nothing today.

Tigers beat the Yankees, moved on the ALCS, and have an incredible 2-0 lead on the A's. This is probably the most excited I've been in a long while. To think that the same team that had 119 losses 3 years ago is on the verge of the World Series is heartstopping. Which, by the way, is actually what I felt last night, with the bases loaded in the bottom of the 9th and Frank Thomas up to bat.

I had my second Dynamics exam yesterday. Want to know how it went? If you like me, you'll send a hate-filled email to my professor. Here's his website. That was easily the hardest exam I have ever taken, and believe me, I've flunked my fair share. The good news is that I'm not failing any of my other classes, so I'll still be a college student for at least another semester after this one.

I'm going home for part of this weekend. I kind of wish I weren't, mostly because it's fairly pointless. I'll make the most of it and be back Saturday night hopefully. Well now I'm just talking boring crap. Later.

It's Never Been This Bad

I really don't know if it's just September, or school, or just the general way things have been going, but life has sucked an awful lot lately.

First off, school just keeps getting worse. The really terrible part of it all is that I know what I need to know to get a job after I graduate, and the things that I'm learning don't apply. So of course my interest in class has taken a hit, which leads to poor study habits and even poorer grades. So far I've been able to steer clear of that last one, but it's only a matter of time. I can honestly say that the past month here has been about as bad as it's ever been. I just want to graduate and get the hell out of East Lansing and Michigan.

Second, the weather has been downright crummy. It's been cold, rainy, and just bitter. It seems to match the moods of most students though, so I guess it's alright. I'm still hoping for those cool autumn days, the ones where you can walk on campus in a comfortable jacket and your favorite pair of jeans and just breathe in that fresh air without having to hunker down and avoid the cutting winds.

And finally, what happened to my friends? I mean, I know I only had a few to begin with, but I haven't talked to anyone. The better way to put it is that no one has talked to me. Every so often I think about going on Facebook and deleting all the would be "friends," the ones that I've messaged just to say hi but haven't even heard from. Or even the ones that I've never met but only added me because I look like someone they know, or I found their wallet, or because we have a lot of the same "friends" in common. Ridiculous. All I know is that the only friends I need are the ones that have been by my side, not the ones who I hang out with a few times and say, "We're going to have a blast hanging out in the future." There is no future, stop with the lies. It's all just a reminder of those middle school and high school yearbooks: "K.I.T., Let's hang out over the summer, You better give me a call!" Bullshit.

If I could snap my fingers and go to any place in time, it'd be May 2008. I'm ready to get out of here and move on.