Sept. 17, 2007:

*Plotting* Maybe we could all just pray that Randy Moss gets injured or something, cuz he looks like he’s going to have an LT year…but maybe he’ll do so good this year that he’ll make it to the cover of Madden and then do really bad for the rest of his career. But then that wouldn’t really matter if the Pats win the Superbowl. Yeah, he just has to get injured. Then again, if it turned out he was involved in some scandal…maybe with Michael Vick, or found betting on his team…better yet if the Colts meet them in the playoffs and they muster a win again…

…or if Brady gets injured…

Sept. 7, 2008 it happened.

It feels just a tad freaky.

I’m writing this off as the worst NFL season in a long time. Brady is out there for eliminating the Pats in successful playoff hopes, the gods took away Peyton’s and the Colts talent and gave it to Eli and the Giants (which is really NOT cool by me!), the Titans with Collins are 7 games into the season and undefeated (now it was one thing with the Patriots they HAD TALENT but the Titans? Phalleese!), Buffalo…yeah that place in New York is actually doing pretty well, the Redskins with a new coach are doing better than expected, Miami passed on their loserness to Cincinnati, there’s been a series of stupid foul ups by the refs, uncharacteristic amount of players are sidelined with injuries, and players are doing really dumb shit…but that’s kinda normal.

Now excuse me why I morn for the Colts again…

Oh gosh, it feels so awesome to be back on campus. I really did miss it.

Today after I returned, put away my belongings, etc. I went to the first lacrosse meeting of the year with the intentions of writing a feature story about them for our school paper. It’s going to be my first story…ever. I was extremely nervous but the coach and the captain were super cool and helpful with giving information. I have a few pages full of notes (spiral notebook! heh) and I shall be writing it soon. I seriously wanted to jump in and start practicing with them, but I restrained myself….however the captain said if I ever wanted to join in I could, and I just might. Once you have lacrosse in your system it’s hard to get rid of it.

After that I watched the second half of the men’s soccer game. It was a testy game. We had the upper hand the whole time but the other team was performing frusturation fouls and tried to mess with our star scorer. So not going to happen. Their bully got ejected from the game. Uhuh, and the Bucs won 2-1.

Then I went to dinner and chilled with my homies. A few crews even merged for the night.

Tomorrow’s another day with 4 classes to attend. I wonder if I’ll be as happy to see my professors as I was to see my pals.

What’s up with famous people getting alter egos? Ocho Cinco, Shasha Fierce?

Good thing I have a swell name that I will never need one. My name is so awesome on it’s own.

I got my mid term grades back. 2 B’s and 3 A’s. Yay for me! 

Having a great fall break! Kinda long, a whole, and am now ready for it to end. But I’ve had lots of interesting things happen and fun chilling with friends.

I just got back from visiting Dan and Jason. It was awesome seeing them. I’m glad that they are in Memphis, even though they probably hate it (I do too at times). But Memphis has good things to offer….sometimes…rarely…hardly ever. If nothing else we have food!

I’m trying to decide what I should dress up as for as Halloween. Someone suggested Jennifer Lopez, cuz all I’ll need is a track suit and some stuffing…but I’d be a Jennifer Lopez with an extreme tan. I’m thinking maybe a Native American…I could reuse the outfit for Thanksgiving…I’ve been feeling the urge to get another piercing. People have told me an eyebrow piercing would be cool, but I kinda want another ear piercing. I think I’ll do it around Christmas time as a present to myself.

I got to watch the last 4 minutes of the Penguins game last night. Ahh…Sidney Crosby…and the Penguins won!

It’s probably the last hockey game I’ll be able to see for a while (until NBC starts showing Sunday games after the NFL season ends) because on Tuesday my Uncle and Aunt are switching from Direct TV to Cable. Basically that means the sports package is going bye bye. Sniff! I’ll be alright though, I’m hardly here any more anyways.

I’m so bored! Being home away from all my peeps is is…hard. I’m used to people and sitting in my room is so not the answer. I wish tomorrow would hurry up and get here so I can see my peeps! Actually most of next week is going to be pretty sweet.

I’ve been listening to 90’s on 9 (Direct TV) for two days now, and I haven’t heard one song repeated besides Walking in Memphis, and I hate that song! Otherwise it’s pretty sweet.

This afternoon as I was walked across the Quad to class feelings of pride and accomplishment passed over me. Hoards of smartly dressed high schoolers were all around campus being led around our school by student tour guides, and there I was wearing jeans, a CBU logoed hoodie, and old faded Converses with a bookbag on my back on my way to the last class that lied between me and a week long reprive from the droning of long winded professors.

Walking past them got me to thinking about the uncanniness of my situation. This time a year ago I was debating what I was going to do with my life. I needed a job, but what kind? Should I take the ACT or SATs? Should I attend a Community or 4 year college? In Tennessee, Mississippi, or Maryland? Should I aim for private or public? How am I going to pay for school? Is this the school for me? And here were all of these students asking themselves similar questions to those that I had just recently asked myself.

When I entered Buckman Hall I muffled a slight chuckle, but I couldn’t hide the proud gait and the nervous smile. Pride in having accomplished the first 8 weeks of college. Nervous because a 10 question quiz was lying on Dr. Palmers desk waiting for and crackling at me.

I won’t know what my mid-term grades are until Tuesday but until then and a few days beyond, I’m going to enjoy this break from school to the utmost.

Is it just me or does it seem like NFL teams are celebrating a lot more after each TD than in times pass?

I’m an idiot. Last night I dropped Marvin Harrison because he wasn’t producing points…

What does he do today? 2 TD’s.

I based my starting QB on the “projected” points for Peyton Manning and Jake Delhomme. First off all…I should have NEVER doubted Peyton Manning. Even if his highest point total this year was 15 and he was up against the Ravens D this week. I was stupid.

What does he do…3 TD’s.

Who am I playing this week? Yoder, who is 5-0. (He wasn’t present for the draft so he got all of the good players. Yes, I’m bitter.)

I know everyone who plays fantasy football complains because of the often torn loyalties, but try playing fantasy football, Pick’em and having loyalties. It’s even harder.

Pick’em in itself is hard because you have to go with what you think will happen, rather than what you want to happen. I figured this out over the last few weeks, but even still I picked the Redskins to win. I had a gut feeling that this was the Rams week, but I wanted the Redskins (just so DC people could be kinda happy since the Nats just sucked up a storm, not that I like them…don’t ever think that.) Then Fantasy football…you want so and so to do good but if they do that runs the risk of their team winning but you picked the other team to win in the Pickem league. Thankfully I don’t have any Pats on my fantasy team this year…

And the Patriots are so not fun this year. I hate Tom Brady, but I miss him. I can’t make fun of him, I can’t make fun of the Patriots, I can’t sprout anti Patriot-isms because he’s GONE. It’s not fair!

(Between you and me, I think Bill Cowher is holding out for Tony Dungy to retire so he can take over coaching the Colts)

College Party Nights- According to the secret code of college life, “Party Nights” are Thursday and Friday and occasionally Tuesday (and I have no idea how that came to be). Why not Saturday? Beats me. I find it highly irritating!

You see, I have 4 classes on Friday therefore I can not participate in Thursday Night debauchery (even though I’ve been falling asleep in my first class (9am, which just so happens to be my Enlish Comp class that also happens to be my MAJOR, and a teacher that would be very good to know for the future) anyways). Plus if I did party it up then, there’s no way I could survive Friday night as well.

So I party on Friday. But then NOTHING happens on Saturday. Everyone scatters off campus or spends time with their other halves (or what they THINK for now is their other half, because that seems to be changing as often as the weeks). And it’s highly depressing. So many of us sit around and Facebook each other about how bored we are at the dorms and even when we go home (which we think is our escape from boredom).

My mission when I become a junior, even better the end of sophomore year (when I’ll be 21) is to make Saturday nights HAPPENING!

Grey’s Anatomy- I’m backtracking and I’m somewhere in Season 2. So far…I hate Dr. “McDreamy” Shepherd! I hate his stupid glassy eye look, his sulky face, and his stare of “How could you?”. “He’s a liar, a cheater, a deciever, and a heartbreaker (a reference to a late 90’s song).” Ooooo I hate him. But then he’s so cute and does and says all the sweetest little things. But it doesn’t take away from the fact that he LIED to Meredith!  And Meredith is still holding on to him, remembering everything that happened between them…hoping that he’ll choose her over his wife someday . He freakin lied to you lady! Like he didn’t tell you that he was married lieage. You need to let go…

I think Allison Shepherd did the wrong thing, but is doing the right thing by holding on to HER husband. So she had an affair first…Dreamy becomes hurt runs off to Seattle and has himself a full fledged relationship with a girl who has NO knowledge of his wife at home. (Score EVEN!) He has no right to hog victim status. And he continually tortures Allison by having Meredith around…McDreamy you no longer have the right to treat her thus. You refused to sign the divorce papers meaning you forfieted your right to a lifelong grudge.

Sigh…