The Ice Warriors

So I have come to the conclusion that all people in relationships should have to wear something that identifies them as such.

Fear Her

The other day I was sitting in my management class and this very interesting chick sat next to me. She had a tendency to just say out loud the answers to rhetorical questions, and then about half way through class she started going through her datebook, writing on the days that had already gone by. If I didn't know any better than I would think that she was some kind of soothesayer or time traveler gone awry.
Then the oddest part is she made a particular point of showing me January 23, but never said why. For all I know it could be that it was meant to be my last day on Earth.
If that is the case then this post will show up after I've gone, but that's ok I hope it was a good death. Not that I'll every really stop existing as long as people remember me. If not which seems to be the much more likely option, then this is just another rambling post from a silly old man and more of these daft old posts will follow =).

Frontier in Space

Right so this semester has been going great so far. My classes are awesome, well the Monday-Wednesday-Friday classes anyway, my management class on Tuesday & Thursday is taught by a rather dull woman who blinks far too much for a normal human being. Perhaps she's an alien...or not who can say for sure?
I have a new room mate, a chap from Brazil named Felipe, and I could not have asked for a better room mate, I guess its true what they say, third time's a charm.
Life is looking good right now, I'm currently working on finding a job to help pay for living on my own next year, hopefully one comes through.
Now that the blog is caught up I doubt posts will be coming in every day though I promise I will try to post at least a few times a week whenever something interesting happens, even if they are not the longest posts in the world.
Thanks for reading

Pyramids of Mars

Right so now that you know the more dreary aspects of last semester let's cheer it up a bit.
Despite what was going on with the room mate, it was otherwise a very good semester. It was my first full semester as a non-meteo major (I won't technically be a psych major till this semester but that's just a paper-work thing) My classes were great, and I ended up getting 4 A's and a B+ which finally brought my cumulative GPA up above a 3.0 which is what I have been working towards since my colossal mistake of a first semester.
But college is so much more than classes isn't it. I made some great new friendships and rekindled some old ones. Oh and Paula, Blake, and I began to look for apartments for next year and it does look as though we found one in Toftrees. It is one of the quietest, most peaceful, and all around nicest neighborhoods that you could ever want to live in. Plus it's a 3 bed room so we'd all have our own place to call our own, while still being able to hang out all of the time. It's the best of all worlds really and I can not begin to explain how excited I am to live there. It's going to be spectacular.
Over Christmas break I got to hang out with most of my favorite people at least once. I even managed to get coffee with my favorite coffee mate Angela on more than one occasion. For some reason just talking to her for the brief periods in which we meet up seems to make the world a better place.

Tomorrow:
I finally catch up and begin to talk about this semester

The Creature from the Pit

So last night's post took place around October-ish, and I never really talked to him after that. And to be entirely honest I didn't really care. I have no time for anyone other than those who actually require it, I had given up hope on someone for the first time in a long time came to a point to total indifference, I couldn't have cared less if he let his new found drinking ruin his sad little excuse for a life.
Around late November, I received a checkout form in our mailbox, figures since I was the only one who ever got the mail but I digress, it had his name on it, but he never even had the decency to tell me that he was moving out of the room. But as soon as I read it I could not stop smiling, I actually starting laughing, I would soon be free of this creature that had plagued me for months. So I took it back to the room and laid the form on his desk. He still never acknowledged it to me.
Nothing more would come of it until a few days before semester's end when he began loudly packing up his side of the room at 11 at night. Naturally this was also the first time he opened the window (which he would always close and crank up the heat when he saw I had it open) and opened the door as well, since this was a particularly cold December night the room temperature was dropping quickly, I could soon see my own breath at my desk, so I shut the bloody thing with as much spite as he had used to open it.  And then the next day I had gone to hang out with Blake and by the time I got back he was gone. I think that may have qualified as one of the happiest moments of my life.

Tomorrow: The happier parts of last semester...I promise

The Sontaran Experiment

Note: The particularly revolting parts of this post are invisible, just highlight over them if your curiosity get's the better of you.
Right so last semester I had this "brilliant" idea to room with an acquiescence from high school. Unfortunately, in my desperation to room with someone that I knew in order to avoid a room mate like I had the first time around, I actually found a room mate who was worse. I had not though it possible but this individual contained absolutely no consideration. He would come in late at night drunk and switch on lights.
He quickly became known around the entire floor for singing late into the night, and I'm not sure if he's ever heard himself, but his singing voice sounds a bit like what I've always imagined the screams of the tortured in hell to sound like. Not to mention he was a complete and total slob with clothes and assorted bodily fluids and parts scattered all over his side of the room.
Well one day we got into an argument, and anyone who knows me knows that I am not a person who is easily angered, but for the first time in a long time I hit that point. So I ended up yelling, nothing physical, just me screaming for a bit. Well he went off sulking for a bit and I received the following email soon after.
"Dear Michael Behr,

You have told me in the past that it was extremely difficult to get you angry, and that only a few people have successfully been able to push you to becoming close to angry. Unfortunately, today I have become one of the people who was able to push you to becoming close to angry. All of the shenanigans that I do are purely out of immaturity and in no way shape or form was meant to be a weapon of malice against your tolerance or sanity. The things I say about you, your mother, and other things originates from my desire from wanting to have a conversation. Usually I am able to joke around and become "bros" with every guy I meet, but it is rather difficult with you. I can sense that you are truly annoyed by my antics and it frightens me that I was able to get you close to being angry today. There are many things that obviously we both cannot tolerate, but some of those things cannot be helped. Whether or not it is within our power to do something for the convenience for the other seems to escape us as we annoy one another. Soon the ambiance is magnified to such an extent where the atmosphere is dominated by that of a selfish, egotistic child (not directed towards you completely). Thinking abut college I have always wanted my roommate to be my friend, my pal, my bro. I know absolutely nothing about you, but that is alright, as you know absolutely nothing about me. Speaking honestly Michael, I really wanted to have a random roommate. Back in high school I could not say no to your offer and disappoint you. HONESTLY, I did not even know I would end up going to Penn State, I assumed I would get into one of the ivies and end up there, so I could care less whether or not I said yes or no to your offer. Speaking sincerely, If I had known that I would end up in Penn State (which I love very much) then I believe that I would have rejected your offer so that I could broaden my horizons and fully experience college by having a stranger as my roommate. Whether or not the stranger becomes my bro, my rival, my simple roommate, or my enemy is all part of the college experience. I feel as if our friendship is jeopardized by my selfishness and I apologize for that. Attached to this e-mail is the "Direct Room Exchange Form" where we can swap roommates. I have taken the liberty of checking eRoomExchange and there are many gentlemen who are wiling to exchange rooms. If it comes down to it, I will be the one to move so that your convenience is not effected. If you do not want to swap, then in order to preserve our "relationship" (notice I did not say brothership or friendship) then I shall present to you a choice:
1) We can be friends.
   - I have tried my best to becoming you friend but you are very close-minded. Whatever it is that happened in the past you cannot let shackle your life. If you do so, then you are      letting the negativity bind you. We can live together and be bros. Be open to each other, jack off to porn comfortably in eachother's presence, Have the lights on at night, be loud, not plug in headphones, etc.

2) We can be roommates.
   - I will go in and out of the room, not speaking to you, or asking for favors. We will be roommates until the next semester or year, but that is all we will be - roommates. I will not take your water, use your television without permission, step on your side of the room unless it is to exit or to throw out a piece of garbage, and basically not do anything that affects you without your permission. If you want to talk, then I will speak back to you, but I will not initiate any conversation with you if I see that you are busy or simply not in the mood. I will not come into close contact to you as to interfere with your comfort zone. I will simply be another man in the room (it may not be the same as friendship, but I have tried the friendship route and it has backfired against me). Finally, you do not have to look out for me, as I am just your roommate and whatever I do is my responsibility that you can disregard. You no longer have to lie for me about my drinking habits. We are not brothers, so it is not necessary for us to help one another.

Whatever choice you pick I am perfectly fine with.

If you choose to still be my roommate (if you reject the exchange proposal) and go along with either choice 1) or choice 2) listed above, then we will need to develop a system of laws as to not drive one another to insanity. I sincerely apologize Michael, I really did not want to send you this e-mail but it cannot be helped. I have spoken to Mr. Frank before moving up here and even he predicted that we would not be compatible for each other because he stated that I am way too dynamic of an individual for your conservativeness. I am way too liberal for your static aura. Mr. Frank advised me to refrain from sending you this e-mail saying that it could jeopardize our friendship, but I believe that we are mature and civilized enough as to not hold grudges against each other. You may reply to this e-mail or simply speak to me once I get back to my dorm.

Cheers,
Your Roommate,
Michael Tran"


Now call me crazy but the whole email seems as though it is framed to make me appear to be the bad guy. Some parts of it particularly creep me out (see invisible part of option 1) and frankly the idea that he felt the need to send an email (and later get the RA involved) instead of just confronting me face to face really pissed me off. So when he came back I told him he could move out. Naturally this had been his bluff to get sympathy from me for his insane antics, so he got all mopey for a bit. Needless to say he never moved out and we continued to live with each other for the remainder of the semester.

The rest of this post will be up tomorrow.

The Ark in Space

Blimey, it has been awhile since I've been here hasn't it, well it was last September in fact, far too long an absence in my opinion so I thought it was time to come back. A few people I've talked to even said they've missed my blog, they know who they are ;) So thanks to them I have finally gotten off my ass to make my return.
Now obviously quite a few things have happened since I was last here so I think I will break up the posts to cover a few days, the first one will come in a few minutes since this has almost no real info in it. No worries it'll probably be up by the time you read this, unless you are very on the ball and much clever-er than I.