The Pre-College College-Hunting Wanna-be-College College

The college above is not filled with anything really college-related at all. A college email is just glorified spam, the college hunt is 99+ percent waste, as out of the hundreds of colleges that will contact you and that you'll look into, you'll only immediately attend one. Forget Thomas Edison, those 10,000 ways that the light bulb won't work really won't ever help anyone. The application fluff isn't really going to go anywhere anyways, because with the schools people mostly look at, you really aren't that much more than your numbers. Sure you can work, average 750 hours of annual community service, and be a four year varsity track letterman, but that 3-point-something GPA's still not going to get you into Harvard. It's the epicenter of the academic high school life, but it's pretty overthought and overrated, unless you're Einstein reincarnated.

Today was a decent day because I had the day off. No midterms today because my first two classes are electives. Tomorrow I've got Chemistry (projected failure) and Spanish (projected A, how the hell did I get a B- when nearly every test was an A? should look into that) but that's the way life goes. I'm gonna chill and do as well as I can, so whatever happens happens. Studying don't really help me all that much anyway. (you ever notice how I use casual, southerna language sometimes? improper language gives a nice tone in select scenarios, captures attitude and tone much better than the clinical scholarly version does. it probably bugs the hell out of some people, but hey, this is published if you're reading it, that i's not going to be capitalized whether you like it or not.) So tomorrow's a pretty chill hour and a half or so of school =). Three hours? What the hell, it doesn't matter anyway.

Today was chillaxed and productive at the same time. Woke up, took a shower, Wesley was home, had already done his school stuff, and I hit the computer and the kitchen for the rest of the day. Food in the stomach (gonna go get a glass of water real fast) and

Hold up. Excuse my sarcasm and pardon my cynicism, but this just the way I'm feeling. After such a productive a day, how can you not forgive me? I wrote a CV today and I reckon I watched half of College Humor's video stock. It's all good.

So today's a burnt day. And a day that deserved it too. A Monday where you can do nothing, it'd be a crime to not take advantage.

You guys want another pic?

And this about sums it up. Too lazy to put on a shirt and too lazy to flex. 

Well, not very much at least.

It's tough to remember this is an honest blog sometimes.

So yep. I'm lazy today. I vanquished a Monday. Got school tomorrow and a life to live. But I choose to chill with you guys for a while. You get my 11:00 PM's folks, that's how generous I am. And you just saw what a dork I am a minute ago. But of course, you knew that already.

Hmm.. what to do next?

Show you a nice video about Christmases I watched?

A better one about Dads?

The best and most sophisticated series of "Your Mother" Jokes on YouTube?

How about Obama singing Al Green? How about Lady Gaga?

(Ever since I began watching 24, Obama has always reminded me of Dennis Haysbert and sequentially President Palmer. My opinion of him has accordingly risen =).)

So yep.

YouTube links, an incriminating photograph, and some rambling nonsense. That's what this entry has been so far. Should we cut it off? You maybe, me no.

Here's the best viewing experience in the history of mankind. If you don't have Netflix, I'm so sorry. If you weren't signed in, sign in and try it again. If you can press play, wait five minutes, and still hit pause, you can hit me up and I'll find/give you a quarter.

But that ability's worth more than that. You should find some way to showcase it and get paid.

Midterms are officially today. Sweet!

Okay Bozos. What are we doing next? Hitting the sack? Laughing? Glaring? Shaking our heads? Facepalming? Whatever that means. Now, the best course of action is to hit Publish Post* and go to bed. I'll now successfully execute that first part, but the next is already technically done since I'm sitting in bed. Going to sleep will come when it does. For now, good night to the world.

P.S.

 What you are looking at is considered one of the most dangerous series of buttons on the internet.

It is the FBI's 11th Most Wanted.

Watch out.

Welp, it got me and it's won my heart. It's made me look crazy as it's about to do. But I love it just the same. I discourage and encourage your use of it.

Behave accordingly.