midterms, crafting, and free drinks

i am working on my architecture history midterm right now and jeremy is crafting (war3 that is). john is in his room crafting as well...while simultaneously studying (cough). i've found a new drink that is "everything" free...sugar, caffeine, calorie, fat, and sodium free.. AND it tastes good. It's called Hill Country Fare Strawberry Natural Flavored Sparkling Water Beverage. I must buy more.

I wish I was done with this crappy test. I have never been so unmotivated to take a class before. I guess this is what happens when you try to force nonsensical ideology down a skeptics throat.

ugh. wish i were done.

the nothing state

you think that you're falling, but you're not
you want to feel sorry for yourself, but you're spoiled
you want to believe that misery exists regardless, but who cares
you want to think that living is worth the time, but it's a quarter past four

and its time to stop everything. take me to the masses..where ignorance roams and sorrow only exists in fairy tales.

simading ding

jerms went off to play basketball today. i stayed at home and played the sims unleashed . that game really pisses me off. it's like crack cocaine. you just can't stop. my REAL cats are banging at the gate jeremy and i made two days ago. we constructed a gate for the upstairs so the cats can't get up and bite our wires. they're hungry. i am too. i have a midterm i'm supposed to be doing. it's a take home but i just can't get myself motivated enough to touch it. i also have a paper to write before tonight as well.

we also got the server up so now i have a 24/7 cam. wohoo. i know, it has little significance..but it makes me happy. anyhow. the server is in our room right now and we're about to move it into the laundry room between john's and my room.

i'm waiting for jeremy to get back now. i'm also downloading a porn from a friend. he said the chick in the amateur video reminded him of me. so we shall see. gah. i'm hungry. i don't know where we're going to eat tonight. maybe we'll get some ice cream. time to call up my icecream partner.

sim unleashed

oh no. i'm about to get sims unleashed!
can i deal with the consequences?

ornament, false or true

so i just got out of my architecture history II discussion session. as usual, i sat there very disgruntled with many things on my mind and not the will to say them outloud. today our topic was on ornament. most of the readings we have on ornament in architecture are about this idea for the ideal or about a passageway to a universal order about truth and beauty. i think this is complete nonsense. i don't believe in an innate order to beauty. there is not truth in expression. it is all relative. the idea of ornament, in reality, is simply about expression or domination of expression. today, expression is forbidden in design through ornament. if you use ornament, it is considered irresponsible or dishonest.

here i where i diverge on thoughts..which is why i never speak out in class. i'd just backfire on myself all the time. for one, architecture can be about responsibility. it can be about public works and creating culture and good health. on the other hand, it can be about control, manipulation, and domination. i don't know yet, how i will approach it in practice...or is there way to f*ck with people's minds and help them too?

swoosh. nothing and no net.

oy i got a work out today. jeremy and i went to go play basketball with our friend eric and sean. i hadn't touched a basketball in years. i think the last time i played a real game was my first time which was over 6 years ago.

when we got there, two groups were using both sides of the court to play. one of the groups was the one that jeremy usually plays with during mondays and wednesdays. he didn't want to go out there cuz he declined to play with them earlier. we waited for eric to show up and decided to go eat before we played.

we went to jason's deli which was only a block away and i got a salad bar and jeremy got a huge potato and eric got a huge beef eater. when we got back to the court, there was still one group of kids playing. unfortunately, they were playing on the side with the light so we played in the dark for awhile. luckily, the finished pretty soon and we were able to move to the other side. sean showed up a few minutes later and we played a game of two on two.

i had a special rule where the other team couldn't use their hands while guarding me. we still lost but it was a lot of fun. it's like getting a work out without knowing it. one minute you're dribbling the ball and the next thing you know, you've been working out for an hour.

i was very paranoid about being too weak. i'm very defensive about my gender and i hate for people to get the impression that girl's can't play basketball based off of how i play. i thought i played pretty hard. i got a few rebounds and almost got in a few blocks.
i dunno. i don't know why i worry about those sorts of things. i try to be aggressive but i don't really take sports too seriously. i think that's the difference between when i play and when my guy friends play. they get really into it and emotions get involved..etc..

anyhow, after we finished, jeremy and i shared an ice cream at marble's slab. now we're at home and jeremy is writing a program for us to use. it's supposed to help us pick out restaurants based on location, price, type, speed, and quality. i created a database of restaurants during class.. hehe.

it could be you

another attack in Washingtong. i'm getting the idea that the sniper has something against suburbia.

i'm glad that no one i know has posted anything about being terrorized by the sniper attacks. i have to admit that it is a bad situation but so are murders and rapes in general. in fact, you are more likely to be killed from a non-terrorist attack than a terrorist attack. if you think about all the money we're spending on our "homeland" security, it makes you wince a little. why isn't that money going to protecting us from ourselves? i guess, however, if you factor in FEAR, rationality gets erased from the equation. what price we pay for a peace of mind.