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Wednesday, April 14, 2010

Why isn't life simple?

The perfect life for me would be one that I could live in peace and do what I want. Not alone, but with all of my friends and girlfriend and family. No one would have to go to school, no electronics, no technology. Food would be easy to come by, but we'd have to gather it. Everyone would be extremely healthy because we'd always be active and eating healthily. Everything we consumed would be natural. EVERYTHING. The only things we'd have that were technologically advanced are toilets. We'd live in teepees and have animals and maybe a dragon or two. Yeah, that'd be the good life.

Unfortunately, I'm stuck in the never-ending circle of boredom in which you go to college, get a job, and support yourself and family. Everything is so corporate these days. Why can't we break out of this mold that everyone has to fit into? It's ridiculous. I think life would be much better without all of the technology we have today and it was all just simple. Wars wouldn't exist, and everyone would be happy. Let's go back to pre-settler days. Let's be Crow or Sioux. Maybe Cherokee.

Monday, April 12, 2010

Wow.

I never thought that senioritis was so prevalent in college. I do less here than I did in high school. It's quite pathetic, but I can't get into a rhythm because the one thing I'm so far behind in I have no chance of catching up. It's my fault; I wanted another challenge and what not, plus I thought that's what I wanted to do, but I've found that if I were a salesman I could do what I do best: learn as much as I can about a product and bug the shit out of people about all the great things it does and what the competitor doesn't. I'm good at that, and I feel like I should do that. So, I say screw programming. I'm too far in a hole to get out of and it keeps piling on every day. I'm doomed in that class, so why waste my time on something that won't pay off anyway?

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

4 Weeks From Now

That's right. 4 short weeks from today and I will be finished with my freshman year at the good 'ole U of A. I'm really excited about it getting finished. It's been a rough year (partially because of my laziness, partially because of my...laziness) and I'm really really looking forward to starting over at a new school with a new campus and new books and new teachers and an entirely new atmosphere that I can (hopefully) easily create a new rhythm. I will work hard next semester because I'll have less time and I'll be much busier. (P.S. I'm about to throw up right now listening to Dr. Beavers attempt to explain the ancient language understood only by well-learned scholars and geniuses that is C++ Programming. ugh...). I think I'll go over the reasons I'm excited about leaving and being finished with this semester:
1. Programming
2. I have a Programming assignment due Friday
3. I don't understand Programming
4. Programming is going to kill me
5. I should just leave Programming to Programmers
6. 3 more Programming labs
7. Programming
8. Programming
9. You guessed it
10. I get to live in my own house!

So, anybody see a pattern? Me too. I'm thinkin' it's programming.

Attempt to define Programming:

Programming: 1. n. A mixture of old Japanese torture techniques, Latin, Honors Discrete Mathematics, monotony, boredom, weekly quizzes, Harry Potter-sized textbook, and Satan.

Enough with my whining about Programming. Hopefully this summer won't be too busy and I can earn myself gobs of money. I need money. It's what you need to buy things and survive, and I don't have any, so do the logic. Soon, I will die.

P.S. I was pretty excited for about 2 months that I would get to see Girl Talk this Friday, but my wristband dealer came up dry and gave our shit to someone else. So much for Em and me getting high on sick DJ beats.

This has been Taylor, signing off.
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