I Can't Imagine All The Places That You Go

I registered today. 9:05. I have always been one for spur-the-moment decisions. So, I decided to pick up a sociology class. It is always so interesting how the classes I am most excited for have nothing to do with my major. Why should I be excited for the subjects that will soon be embodied in my monotonous future?

I ate less on Thanksgiving than I had for several days before.

Right now, I am so fragmented. (I'm sure you can tell.) I haven't been sleeping much lately. I've just been drilling holes in my head to relieve a little pressure now and then. Don't tell me it's bad for my health. You're bad for my health.

In your bed,
We are restless.

The air around you is warm, and it smells like your skin or your hair. W][e linger for hours or seconds (I cannot tell the difference). Finally, though, we split when you pull yourself from the sheets, forced, like velcro from a wool sweater.

And I guess I find it entertaining that you can tell when I'm lying. It gives me no reason to tell the truth.

I've Got Soul, But I'm Not A Soldier

So, I saw one of those heinous quiz/survey things on facebook and decided I had to fill it out. It's really simple: I just went though iTunes on shuffle and recorded the songs in order on the "Soundtrack of My Life." Exciting. I know.

Opening Credits: "All These Things That I Have Done"- The Killers
Waking Up: "What Da Hook Gun' Be?" - Murphy Lee
First Day At School: "Redemption" - Switchfoot
Falling In Love: "Breathing Deep" - 504 Plan
Breaking Up: "Time Turned Fragile" - Motion City Soundtrack
1st date: "Thumbelina" - Nightmare of You
Prom: "You Make Me Sick" - Pink
Life's OK: "Story of a Lonely Guy" - Blink182
Driving: "Absolutely (Story of a Girl)" - Nine Days
Flashback: "Maintain Conciousness" - Relient K
Getting Back Together: "Crazy Bitch" - BuckCherry
Wedding: "No Sleep Tonight" - The Faders <--- Haha, holy awkward.
Birth of Child: "The Things We Go Through" - Hawk Nelson
Final Battle: "Show Me Love" - T.a.T.u
Death Scene: "Brighter" - Paramore
Funeral Song: "Saying Goodbye" - Sugarcult
End Credits: "A Movie Script Ending" - Death Cab For Cutie

I'm going to be honest, though. I didn't exactly do this for your reading pleasure. That part is coming up very soon, I promise. I just thought it would be interesting to get reaquainted with my massive 13-day iTunes music. Literally. 13 days of music. Holy shit, son.

Thanksgiving is four days away. Four. That just seems crazy to me. It seems like I moved in a few hours ago, because I am definitely in the awkward "what-major-are-you-looking-at?" stage in so many friendships. However, I feel like I have breached that barrier with some friends. You know who you are. I guess it just comes to the point where everyone just stops putting up so many fronts. It stops being awkward. You tell eachother why you can't stand the weird guy who follows you or that one girl who has a walk-of-shame every day day.

I have also realized that if I put as much energy into study physics as I do into fighting it, I would probably be pulling a solid B.

In conclusion, college is one of those things that works itself out. If you can't let it be, might as well make it bleed, right?

Home Sweet Home in T minus three days.
The excitement is questionable.
The bed will be more comfortable, obviously
...a little colder, though.

XOXO. The Sizz.

Hump-Day Realizations.

* Home is portable like a plastic red suitcase.

* Willard Miller is left-handed.

* Procrastination is not profitable.

* Prioritization is probably necessary.

* The better you become at self-expression, the harder it is to say what you mean without some semblance of rythym and form.

* I am not as profound as I pretend to be (I promise).

* "If you don't know, honey, then, you don't."

Shoot Yourself in the Face with a Christmas Firehose

Today, I exercised my civil right and duty. I visited the small church one and a half blocks away, got a sticker, and went for free Chipotle. Oh, did I forget to mention I voted?

That's right. With a wait time of twenty minutes, voting on campus was not the hassle everyone claims it to be. Plus, how can you possibly pass up free Chipots? I literally believe that over fifty percent of the people voting voted only because of the promised free food. What can I say? College kids are fatties and willing to go through pretty much everything for free stuff... even *audible gasp* decide the fate of our country.

Generally speaking, my week of intense hell is over. I must rejoice. However, I am now responsible for actually keeping up with everything, including (but not limited to) homework, friendship revival and re-establishment, being nice to people I don't like, staying in shape, and doing my laundry. Geez, I hate having free time.

The project I am currently focusing on is the formation of a creative nonfiction story. As Cassie pointed out, the term "creative nonfiction" seems inherently self-contradictory. However, this form of literature is apparently flourishing and "all the rage in Paris." (Note to reader: I completely made that last part up. Okay, love ya.)

In other news, my Christmas season has officially started. What does this mean to you? It simply means that if you ever stop by Territorial Hall 456, and I am present, you have a very large array of Christmas music and cheer to choose from.

Apparently, though, Steve has just informed me some rubbish about how "Christmas season isn't until after Thanksgiving." Whatever that means. For me, it is difficult to last through Halloween without Christmas cheer and decorations. He did, though, encourage me to decorate our room with Christmas stuff, which is always in an abundance at my house. I can ensure you that if you ever make it to my dorm room during the few weeks between Thanksgiving and Christmas, you will feel right at home.

You won't be, though. Don't think this entitles you to sleep on our futon. Go home, you hobo.

Our Hell Ends Every Weekend

(but it's all I have to believe in).

So. My life is a large, angry spasm of tests and homework.
Tuesday - Physics Lab Report and Presentation
Wednesday - Calc Test
Thursday - Derivative Test (Ugh)
Friday - Physics Test, Chem Paper/Lab Due
Weekend -- I have assloads to catch up on already
Monday - Chem Test
Wednesday - Fiction Portfolio Due

But then I'm off free until the day before Thanksgiving! So, I'm giving thanks until then.

Generally, I sh/could be adding to the insane amount of time i've spent studying for this bitch of a physics test, but I decided to take a minute to reacquaint myself with the fabulous world of the internet. Oh how I have missed you so.

I have taken to basically living at Coffman (the U's student union, for those of you less acquainted with my surroundings) with a coffee and my homework. People probably think I sleep there in the abnormally comfortable chairs. The study lounge three rooms away is finally open after the people in extended housing moved out, but at Coffman I can sit by large windows and get distracted by cars and people with cool shoes.

Besides, homework for the sake of homework is definitely overrated. I would only do that if I wished to actually know physics. Instead, I am literally working on memorizing the problems, because most of the tests so far has consisted of questions straight from the homework. 10 per 3 chapters. Call me crazy. I am. Actually, I've been quite impressed with my determination lately. If I was this hardcore about everyday situations, I probably would have taken over the world by now.

I have only one bit of news. Yesterday I was greeted by some brand new friends with a banana-nut "diversity muffin." The poem on the piece of paper was brilliant (though probably had anthrax on it or something, don't take muffins from strangers).

Roses are red
Violets are blue
Beth is a Lutheran,
and Becca's a Jew.

Embrace diversity!

Love,
John

(Ps: I'm just a guy that never tried. I'm just a stupid fuck with brilliant luck, and sometimes a bright idea.)