It's been a week at the grindhouse...

...and boy what a week it's been.

About my classes, they've been swell. Math 151 (Calculus) has started off a little too easy with basically the same exact thing Math 150 started off with and that's "What is a function?". I thought to myself is this a joke or what the hell's going on here? It's some kind of math conspiracy up here at Columbus. Engineering 181 is the one class that all engineering majors NEED. It's the general basis of what "engineering" is... making graphs, isometric drawings, and other stuff like that. My German 399 class (has absolutely nothing to do with speaking the language, rather it's a course that is about the holocaust in literature and film i.e. Schindler's List). Only 2 2-hour classes a week for this baby, but still a 5 credit hour course. A lot of reading on our part, but I guess I'll learn to live with it. At least it'll be about something that sparks my interest a little more than a book about "a woman's struggle, which through tone and themes can figure out her own damn life and God this is fucked up". I have Conway to thank for that. Lastly is my Physics 109 class, which is an intro to physics that I smartly skipped out on in high school...die Patterson. It's a satisfactory/unsatisfactory course that has a professor who is very enthusiastic about physics. Even more so than I would say about Wilburn with chemistry or Kuzma with math. Easy class though.

The highlight of my week had to be the walk over to the medical center on West campus. It was raining like crazy over here and so I decided to take the bus most of the way there and walk the rest of the way. Since it's been a little while since I've been there and combined with my little mess up when looking at the bus route map, I actually walked the wrong way on Kenny Rd. for roughly 45 minutes to an hour. I figured out I was going the wrong way when I finally saw an address number that was around 3660 and the place I needed to go to was 2050. So I called up my dad saying I was confused as hell, he turns around and calls police, they call me up and tell me where I need to go. By this time, I'm a mile from civilization, an hour late for my scheduled appointment, and wet to the point where it's as if I fell in a fucking lake. I decide to call back the police and have one of their patrols come pick me up. I got to ride in the back of a police cruiser for the first time ever and wow it's uncomfortable as hell. No leg room, rock hard plastic seats, funky seatbelts, and can hardly hear people from the front seat. Anyways, I finally made it to the med center, but my engineering class starts in roughly a half hour. I get there and tell the doc what's up and he sends me out with a paper to get my foot x-rayed whenever I get around to it. After a long shuttle back to campus, I'm a half hour late for my engineering class, but thankfully nobody cares. I walked around pretty much the rest of the day soaked and cold as fuck. Not a good day to be me.

Friday night Dan, Justin, Jenny, and I went to COSI downtown. Wasn't as great as I remember the other COSI in Akron being, but still had its moments. The food they provided was crap so I decided to take it upon myself and treat myself to some Dippin' Dots. Mmm mmm finger-lickin' good. I also bought these strawberry cigars and they really do smell pretty damn good haha. Gotta try the chocolates and vanillas sometime.

Later tonight I have a ticket to go see Seth McFarlane at the Ohio Union. Yes, the same Seth McFarlane who created Family Guy. That'll be something I'm definitely not going to miss since I was one of the first people I know who got into family guy. I'm taking my Family Guy DVDs with hopes of him doing autographs hehe. I'll let you know how it goes.

I've been doing some thinking about G and how a while ago before she left for Hawaii, I approached her about if it were ever a possibility of her and I ever getting together. I guess you could say she gave me the "let's just be friends" spiel bullshit, but if I'm not her type, I'm not her type. If she wants her badass badboy image as a boyfriend, then by all means she can have em. Both times they haven't worked out in her favor and have ended with extreme heartbreak, but there's nothing I can do about that except for being there for her because she deserves better than that...dammit. I've come to terms with myself that I'm one of the few people in the world who could probably live their life alone if need be. You know what they say about it's better to have love and lost than to have never loved at all...so far for me it's been the second part all my life. I've approached her on my feelings about her, but for her to ever return those kind of feelings back to me is her choice alone. Can I still be friends with her? Sure. I'm not one to argue about it. I'm able to take the "let's just be friends" like a fuckin' man. Just because it seems to be that way at this point in time doesn't mean I'm going to slam the door closed. It'll always be open for her. It's hard to describe the entire situation, but to be quite honest, I feel almost like Peter Parker (minus the web-slinging abilities)...more specificially, the Spiderman movies with Tobey. The thing between Peter and MJ and MJ always being just out of Peter's grasp with all those other guys...yeah that's almost how I feel.

Anyways, off of that point I think that this quarter should be better than last because believe it or not, I'm wearing two shoes now o_O. My foot feels 100% and my stomach virus is gone. The only problem right now is I just ran outta my allergy medicine meaning I'm probably going to breaking out with these weird welts/rashes again now. Oh well, nothing I can do about that until I see the doc or dermatologist. Speaking of the dermatologist, I'm hopefully going to see him to talk about this problem and my stretch marks I have on my stomach. I'm not even all that fat, but I have them big time (because apparently it's genetic from my dad's side that we have not very stretchable skin). I see people with stomachs four times the size of mine and no marks whatsoever, but apparently with some kind of cream or whatever, it'll help clear it up. Not to mention, getting into my workout regiment again with 100% healed foot will help as well. Guess I'll have to wait and see. Not to mention, food here is infinity billion times healthier anyways.

On a side note, suprnova.org closed down :( BUT there's another site Dan found called torretspy.com that's almost as good.

In the meantime, over and out. *chhhk*