"What you want is what you've not got, and what you need is all around you."~Dave
I just have a quick couple of things to make a comment on.
I HATE wednesdays, I'm all over campus from 9 to 5 pm all day with an hour break that is it. I hate it and it's so exhausting that I can barely work at all tonight on what I need done for tomorrow.
2nd comment
I hate shaving it's a bitch to do and I really don't see any point in doing it.
3rd: It's my pre-birthday week that's right kids i've got a week left until my birthday how sweet is that
4th: Happy birthday MOM!!!! sorry I can't be there to celebrate with you
5th: I need sleep so I'm going to get it
Wednesday, January 25, 2006
Saturday, January 21, 2006
My pre-birthday gift pre-actually going to the gift
So right now I'm chillin' in Mad-town, the land of badgers and beer. The reason I am here is due to the fact that Jamie decided to take me to the Badger hockey game against colorado. I'm super pumped and we haven't even really started out of the apartment of her sister Jackie's. We're just chillin' here and then on the way to the Great Dane and walking around state street before the hockey game tonight. I am so super pumped even though I've got a week and half till the birthday fun arises. Last night was very fun and interesting. I started this game called CHEST. I saw it on the show 4 kings with Putz thursday and last night decided to start up the fun. Right before leaving for dinner I nailed putz right in the chest. Starting the inevitable doom of the apartments.
The Offical Rules of CHEST!
1. The person who is currently it has to suprise the potential "it" person
2. You must hit the person in the chest
3. You can not hit anyone else in the chest unless you are it, (you'll throw the circle of life off that way)
4. If you are hit in the chest you can't get even and punch back
5. When you hit the person in the chest you must yell CHEST!
6. After hitting someone in the chest you must run away as fast as you can.
7. The game never ends and you can hit girls
There were some massive hits and knocked a few of the lungs out of some people. It was crazy cool. So enjoy the chest game and party hard kids, I know I'm going to be for the rest of the night!!
LET THE DRINKING BEGIN!!
The Offical Rules of CHEST!
1. The person who is currently it has to suprise the potential "it" person
2. You must hit the person in the chest
3. You can not hit anyone else in the chest unless you are it, (you'll throw the circle of life off that way)
4. If you are hit in the chest you can't get even and punch back
5. When you hit the person in the chest you must yell CHEST!
6. After hitting someone in the chest you must run away as fast as you can.
7. The game never ends and you can hit girls
There were some massive hits and knocked a few of the lungs out of some people. It was crazy cool. So enjoy the chest game and party hard kids, I know I'm going to be for the rest of the night!!
LET THE DRINKING BEGIN!!
Wednesday, January 11, 2006
My flight out of the north to the south
"I'm leavin' on a jet plane and I don't know when I'll be back again."
As I write this first installment blog on my trip to visit the future location of the lux family, Greensburo North Carolina, I am waiting for my plane in Chicago O’Hare. I have a 3 hour layover and this waiting for my next flight thing is killin’ me. I’ve already wandered as much as a person can around this airport. I got the pleasure of enjoying the rainbow tunnel with the moving sidewalks not once but twice. I might just have to go and take a picture. My flight from Green Bay to Chicago was less than 30 minutes in the air. We spend more time on the ground waiting for a terminal than actually flying. I sat next to this fairly strange girl. I shouldn’t say girl but she was in her early twenties just a little older than me. She smelled really funny, not a bad stinky smell but a weird smell. She had her Columbia jacket on as well which gave me little to no moving space in my already tiny seat. So I get to O’Hare and wander around trying to find a sit down restaurant. It looked for awhile and finally gave up because I was sick of my heavy backpack. I ended up at a very packed chili’s. I was by myself in a very cramped air port restaurant. They didn’t have anything to offer for a variety of foods, just bugers. I waited for over 20 minutes before my waitress came over, a waiteress I must say that didn’t know very much English or was able to talk to me in very much English. I got my buger and Caesar salad, which was good enough for me. I saw some players from the UMass guys b-ball team, man were they tall. After getting weird looks at by this one married couple which I came up with their whole story in my head, I got out of there and off to my much needed starbucks for a cappacino. That brings me to where I am currently, sitting at my terminal B22 waiting for my flight to be called and boarded at 3:20. It doesn’t’ help that I would just rather get on a plane and go instead of this waiting around. I must admit though there are very interesting people here. It must be due to the fact of it being international, there is a very weird girl about 25 who has a cat with her and her friend traveling on the plane. Her friend has this crazy tattoo on her left wrist as well as a very interesting array of necklaces. She has one with something that looks like a vile filled with some sort of a liquid, hopefully not blood, but I can’t tell. She also has a crystal hanging from her neck….Maybe she’s a witch that’d be cool to say I was near a witch. But I found out who wrote one amazing comment on my blog, that person will remain anonymous unless they don’t mind. But that comment rocked the shiznit for sure. Well I’m going to go read one of my many magazines that I have and maybe take a name before I board, I’ve got 2 hours to kill might as well do something productive with it. Catch on the flip side.
As I write this first installment blog on my trip to visit the future location of the lux family, Greensburo North Carolina, I am waiting for my plane in Chicago O’Hare. I have a 3 hour layover and this waiting for my next flight thing is killin’ me. I’ve already wandered as much as a person can around this airport. I got the pleasure of enjoying the rainbow tunnel with the moving sidewalks not once but twice. I might just have to go and take a picture. My flight from Green Bay to Chicago was less than 30 minutes in the air. We spend more time on the ground waiting for a terminal than actually flying. I sat next to this fairly strange girl. I shouldn’t say girl but she was in her early twenties just a little older than me. She smelled really funny, not a bad stinky smell but a weird smell. She had her Columbia jacket on as well which gave me little to no moving space in my already tiny seat. So I get to O’Hare and wander around trying to find a sit down restaurant. It looked for awhile and finally gave up because I was sick of my heavy backpack. I ended up at a very packed chili’s. I was by myself in a very cramped air port restaurant. They didn’t have anything to offer for a variety of foods, just bugers. I waited for over 20 minutes before my waitress came over, a waiteress I must say that didn’t know very much English or was able to talk to me in very much English. I got my buger and Caesar salad, which was good enough for me. I saw some players from the UMass guys b-ball team, man were they tall. After getting weird looks at by this one married couple which I came up with their whole story in my head, I got out of there and off to my much needed starbucks for a cappacino. That brings me to where I am currently, sitting at my terminal B22 waiting for my flight to be called and boarded at 3:20. It doesn’t’ help that I would just rather get on a plane and go instead of this waiting around. I must admit though there are very interesting people here. It must be due to the fact of it being international, there is a very weird girl about 25 who has a cat with her and her friend traveling on the plane. Her friend has this crazy tattoo on her left wrist as well as a very interesting array of necklaces. She has one with something that looks like a vile filled with some sort of a liquid, hopefully not blood, but I can’t tell. She also has a crystal hanging from her neck….Maybe she’s a witch that’d be cool to say I was near a witch. But I found out who wrote one amazing comment on my blog, that person will remain anonymous unless they don’t mind. But that comment rocked the shiznit for sure. Well I’m going to go read one of my many magazines that I have and maybe take a name before I board, I’ve got 2 hours to kill might as well do something productive with it. Catch on the flip side.
My new best friend...that I don't know of
After that last post I had made I felt great getting that off of my chest. But there were other people out there who seemed to have the need to argue with me about my opinons. Well I then saw this comment from someone. I have no idea who this person is, I asked the people who I know who normally read my blog but none of them wrote it, all thought that it was a great comment. So here is the comment....
Anonymous said...
Alright Aubs. A comment, all for you.
First and foremost, I've noted that some girls do this. They stay with their boyfriend as long as they can, then break up with him as soon as there is another potential guy waiting. The deal with her not wanting to tell "Nate" was that she could possibly use him as a backup if they current situation (with this new guy "Putz?") didn't work. I've seen this enough, and sadly using the "bail method" rarely works.
Although, she may claim that she's fine, and that there was nothing between her and this first guy (Mike?), but in essense, she's had it planned all out to date someone else.
It's not inevitable what happened. Also, people are able to read one another easier than some can hide. Why should someone need to mask their emotions and keep them in the dark from everyone? Wouldn't it be easier if things were out in the open?
You were fine telling "Nate" the details, since he has obviously noted something, and he needed to know. It must have been harder than imagined to hide the breakup, and he felt that he needed to know rather than making a judgement. (Amazing an interested/concerned guy will ask rather than make his move.)
Also, (even though I'm not sure with the relationship between "Nate" and "Erica", but I'm guessing) that he was concerned. Maybe he felt the need to comfort her that they had broken up. No one likes to find out three months later than they had broken up with their boyfriend/girlfriend.
As I sat and analyzed, I've realized more girls are beginning to turn this way. But this is what I see. It's not like my opinion would matter, but indeed, something needs to be voiced. Right on for free speech.
7:32 PM
Whoever wrote that I must say that it made my day. It was a perfect reaction to my blog and it shows that I am not the only one out there who feels this is wrong in how to treat people. If you'd like to e-mail me and let me know who you are that'd be great because I just want to tell you mucho gracias. I'll keep you all updated on who it is and if they want to be let out what thir real name is.
Anonymous said...
Alright Aubs. A comment, all for you.
First and foremost, I've noted that some girls do this. They stay with their boyfriend as long as they can, then break up with him as soon as there is another potential guy waiting. The deal with her not wanting to tell "Nate" was that she could possibly use him as a backup if they current situation (with this new guy "Putz?") didn't work. I've seen this enough, and sadly using the "bail method" rarely works.
Although, she may claim that she's fine, and that there was nothing between her and this first guy (Mike?), but in essense, she's had it planned all out to date someone else.
It's not inevitable what happened. Also, people are able to read one another easier than some can hide. Why should someone need to mask their emotions and keep them in the dark from everyone? Wouldn't it be easier if things were out in the open?
You were fine telling "Nate" the details, since he has obviously noted something, and he needed to know. It must have been harder than imagined to hide the breakup, and he felt that he needed to know rather than making a judgement. (Amazing an interested/concerned guy will ask rather than make his move.)
Also, (even though I'm not sure with the relationship between "Nate" and "Erica", but I'm guessing) that he was concerned. Maybe he felt the need to comfort her that they had broken up. No one likes to find out three months later than they had broken up with their boyfriend/girlfriend.
As I sat and analyzed, I've realized more girls are beginning to turn this way. But this is what I see. It's not like my opinion would matter, but indeed, something needs to be voiced. Right on for free speech.
7:32 PM
Whoever wrote that I must say that it made my day. It was a perfect reaction to my blog and it shows that I am not the only one out there who feels this is wrong in how to treat people. If you'd like to e-mail me and let me know who you are that'd be great because I just want to tell you mucho gracias. I'll keep you all updated on who it is and if they want to be let out what thir real name is.
Tuesday, January 03, 2006
Bitch doesn't just stand for a female dog...
***************WARNING: By me writing in here I am going to be told I'm telling everyone anything and everything. From now on if you don't want to know you can stop reading right now, but there is a right called freedom of speech so I'm going to enjoy it********************
I've got nothing better to do than write these ugly letters Touche, but the glove is tattered, it's frayed in the dirt as if that mattered To lay down and die is easy, it's harder to live for what you believe The dynamite is lit but you're afraid to throw it, There's no room for gray, it's a choice and you know it. It's always something, more important that comes between. Always something, and it adds up to nearly nothing How can you be so shameless? Uncertain and nameless? And I'm cursing every moment I've bartered, trying to figure out how this started. To quit before you fail is easy, it's so convenient not to believe in anything. The fuse is getting shorter and you're still afraid to throw it. When it finally blows, is when you'll finally know it. It's always something, more important that comes between...Always something, and it adds up to nearly nothing. All regrets return to stay, they remember every word you say. And as they turn inside your head, know I consider you...
~Cary Judd
I am super mad and I am going to write this all in here. My roommate Erica can't be single for more than a week in her life. It's a sign I think that she's really that insecure about herself and needs someone to assure that she's really okay. Maybe being on your own isn't a bad thing, i think i would know this... You really need to learn to be on your own, learn who you are as a person. A wise man once said you can not love anything until you truly know who you are and love yourself for being that person. You come into this life on your own and you leave this life on your own. The only person you have to answer to is yourself. Obviously she is not comfortable in her own skin. That does suck. I am so mad right now I am going to talk to Residence life tomorrow and see if I can move out. I'm sick of dealing with all of this dumb shit and drama. I get yelled at for telling this guy nate that she and her boyfriend broke up. He noticed his name was off the stocking and that she was sad so I told him. He asked I'm not going to lie to him about it. So i get this Instant message from erica oh wait you can read it....But she broke up with her boyfriend Mike on the 20th of December and is now dating this other guy Adam which I guess started on the 28th. (I found out all this information from her now boyfriend adam) Wow that's a lot of healing time for you to do especially since you said that you loved mike. Oh and the best part is, she's done this not just to mike but the past 3 boyfriends she has had (if not more) in the past she has broken up with them and come to find out starts dating a new guy in less than a week. How can you trust anyone like that? You're just a person filling a place until some better guy walks on by and then you're dumped. But here's the conversation...
UNC Soccerchic14 (10:25:43 PM): are you and putz official now?
ESkierGirl (10:26:33 PM): umm yeah we are
UNC Soccerchic14 (10:26:50 PM): thanks for telling me
ESkierGirl (10:27:18 PM): you knwo what aubs i'msorry sometimes i cant tell you things because yougo and tell others right away
UNC Soccerchic14 (10:27:28 PM): since i talk to everyone
UNC Soccerchic14 (10:27:34 PM): thanks a lot
ESkierGirl (10:27:35 PM): like telling nate that mike and i broke up
ESkierGirl (10:27:40 PM): it wasnt even 2 hours
UNC Soccerchic14 (10:27:40 PM): he asked
ESkierGirl (10:27:41 PM): come on
UNC Soccerchic14 (10:27:46 PM): screw that
ESkierGirl (10:29:36 PM): but you didnt have to tell nate that
UNC Soccerchic14 (10:29:49 PM): he noticed the stocking name was gone and asked
ESkierGirl (10:29:59 PM): and you could have said i cant talk about it
ESkierGirl (10:30:01 PM): or ask erica
UNC Soccerchic14 (10:30:04 PM): i did
ESkierGirl (10:30:05 PM): shes right there in the room
ESkierGirl (10:30:23 PM): well i'm sorry it still hurt me
UNC Soccerchic14 (10:30:24 PM): but fuck it you're never going to believe me anyways I'm always the wrong one so whatever
Great best friend I have there folks. I know when I'm being lied to and I see right through it. One more reason for me to move to north carolina. Thank you erica for making my decision that much easier!!!!
Oh yeah and i found out why erica and bejya both started talking to me online, they read my blog. HAHAHA read right through that one too, nice job guys better luck next time and don't make it so obvious and maybe try to make me feel a little better about my so-called "friends"
Matt and I had a great convo tonight at dinner and it's definitely made my view on things a little better....No worries till you have to deal with it. I'm gone in less than 5 days to North Carolina, at least it's warm and green there with fun people.
Wow I feel a lot better. I'll end with some Guster
"I find a need to be a demon. A demon cannot be hurt When I speak I cross my fingers Will you know you’ve been deceived? I find a need to be the demon A demon cannot be hurt."~Demons
I've got nothing better to do than write these ugly letters Touche, but the glove is tattered, it's frayed in the dirt as if that mattered To lay down and die is easy, it's harder to live for what you believe The dynamite is lit but you're afraid to throw it, There's no room for gray, it's a choice and you know it. It's always something, more important that comes between. Always something, and it adds up to nearly nothing How can you be so shameless? Uncertain and nameless? And I'm cursing every moment I've bartered, trying to figure out how this started. To quit before you fail is easy, it's so convenient not to believe in anything. The fuse is getting shorter and you're still afraid to throw it. When it finally blows, is when you'll finally know it. It's always something, more important that comes between...Always something, and it adds up to nearly nothing. All regrets return to stay, they remember every word you say. And as they turn inside your head, know I consider you...
~Cary Judd
I am super mad and I am going to write this all in here. My roommate Erica can't be single for more than a week in her life. It's a sign I think that she's really that insecure about herself and needs someone to assure that she's really okay. Maybe being on your own isn't a bad thing, i think i would know this... You really need to learn to be on your own, learn who you are as a person. A wise man once said you can not love anything until you truly know who you are and love yourself for being that person. You come into this life on your own and you leave this life on your own. The only person you have to answer to is yourself. Obviously she is not comfortable in her own skin. That does suck. I am so mad right now I am going to talk to Residence life tomorrow and see if I can move out. I'm sick of dealing with all of this dumb shit and drama. I get yelled at for telling this guy nate that she and her boyfriend broke up. He noticed his name was off the stocking and that she was sad so I told him. He asked I'm not going to lie to him about it. So i get this Instant message from erica oh wait you can read it....But she broke up with her boyfriend Mike on the 20th of December and is now dating this other guy Adam which I guess started on the 28th. (I found out all this information from her now boyfriend adam) Wow that's a lot of healing time for you to do especially since you said that you loved mike. Oh and the best part is, she's done this not just to mike but the past 3 boyfriends she has had (if not more) in the past she has broken up with them and come to find out starts dating a new guy in less than a week. How can you trust anyone like that? You're just a person filling a place until some better guy walks on by and then you're dumped. But here's the conversation...
UNC Soccerchic14 (10:25:43 PM): are you and putz official now?
ESkierGirl (10:26:33 PM): umm yeah we are
UNC Soccerchic14 (10:26:50 PM): thanks for telling me
ESkierGirl (10:27:18 PM): you knwo what aubs i'msorry sometimes i cant tell you things because yougo and tell others right away
UNC Soccerchic14 (10:27:28 PM): since i talk to everyone
UNC Soccerchic14 (10:27:34 PM): thanks a lot
ESkierGirl (10:27:35 PM): like telling nate that mike and i broke up
ESkierGirl (10:27:40 PM): it wasnt even 2 hours
UNC Soccerchic14 (10:27:40 PM): he asked
ESkierGirl (10:27:41 PM): come on
UNC Soccerchic14 (10:27:46 PM): screw that
ESkierGirl (10:29:36 PM): but you didnt have to tell nate that
UNC Soccerchic14 (10:29:49 PM): he noticed the stocking name was gone and asked
ESkierGirl (10:29:59 PM): and you could have said i cant talk about it
ESkierGirl (10:30:01 PM): or ask erica
UNC Soccerchic14 (10:30:04 PM): i did
ESkierGirl (10:30:05 PM): shes right there in the room
ESkierGirl (10:30:23 PM): well i'm sorry it still hurt me
UNC Soccerchic14 (10:30:24 PM): but fuck it you're never going to believe me anyways I'm always the wrong one so whatever
Great best friend I have there folks. I know when I'm being lied to and I see right through it. One more reason for me to move to north carolina. Thank you erica for making my decision that much easier!!!!
Oh yeah and i found out why erica and bejya both started talking to me online, they read my blog. HAHAHA read right through that one too, nice job guys better luck next time and don't make it so obvious and maybe try to make me feel a little better about my so-called "friends"
Matt and I had a great convo tonight at dinner and it's definitely made my view on things a little better....No worries till you have to deal with it. I'm gone in less than 5 days to North Carolina, at least it's warm and green there with fun people.
Wow I feel a lot better. I'll end with some Guster
"I find a need to be a demon. A demon cannot be hurt When I speak I cross my fingers Will you know you’ve been deceived? I find a need to be the demon A demon cannot be hurt."~Demons
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