nobody told me college would be this hard

during my senior year of high school, i had whittled the list of what i wanted to major in once i got to college down to two things: social work and radio.

i applied to four schools: saint leo university, curry college, lynn university, and mitchell college. i got into those first three before i finished the application to mitchell, so i withdrew it and sent the return postcard to saint leo. and thus, i began what should have been the normal, run-of-the-mill (aka stereotypical) college experience. but it wasn’t.

i knew by that november that i wanted to transfer out. yeah, the weather was great (it was about a half hour north of tampa, fl), but with how expensive college is nowadays, having it as the only reason to stay wasn’t good enough. so i moved.

i re-applied to curry during the spring semester, and luckily got in. i spent a few weeks that summer at one of the summer pal programs (which are designed for students in the pal program to get used to the school and everything), and then came back in the fall.

it turned out to be better than leo. i was able to meet the people who would later on become my friends, work at the campus radio station, and hopefully be able to do the things that i wouldn’t have done had i stayed in florida.

the problems it erased only let new ones start. my grades fell faster than bush’s approval rating because i kept on taking on shifts at the radio station. i had feelings for a man who i knew was not only straight, but borderline homophobic. to top it all off, i still felt as if i had to be the normal child in my family, because my parents have been through enough with everything that had gone on with my siblings. i didn’t want them to have to go through more problems because of me.

i ended up withdrawing from curry due to the fact that i wasn’t doing well enough academically to really have the possibility of returning in the fall, plus i needed to get away and deal with the things that were problematic and get things squared away.

the main reason why i’m writing all this is because there’s an open house tomorrow night at the connecticut school of broadcasting, which specializes in tv and radio broadcasting. i’m seriously considering going there due to the fact that a) it’s close by, b) it’s only 8 weeks long, and c) i can keep whatever job i land when i actually go there.

so i guess this is all for now, talk to y’all later.

nobody told me college would be this hard

during my senior year of high school, i had whittled the list of what i wanted to major in once i got to college down to two things: social work and radio.

i applied to four schools: saint leo university, curry college, lynn university, and mitchell college. i got into those first three before i finished the application to mitchell, so i withdrew it and sent the return postcard to saint leo. and thus, i began what should have been the normal, run-of-the-mill (aka stereotypical) college experience. but it wasn’t.

i knew by that november that i wanted to transfer out. yeah, the weather was great (it was about a half hour north of tampa, fl), but with how expensive college is nowadays, having it as the only reason to stay wasn’t good enough. so i moved.

i re-applied to curry during the spring semester, and luckily got in. i spent a few weeks that summer at one of the summer pal programs (which are designed for students in the pal program to get used to the school and everything), and then came back in the fall.

it turned out to be better than leo. i was able to meet the people who would later on become my friends, work at the campus radio station, and hopefully be able to do the things that i wouldn’t have done had i stayed in florida.

the problems it erased only let new ones start. my grades fell faster than bush’s approval rating because i kept on taking on shifts at the radio station. i had feelings for a man who i knew was not only straight, but borderline homophobic. to top it all off, i still felt as if i had to be the normal child in my family, because my parents have been through enough with everything that had gone on with my siblings. i didn’t want them to have to go through more problems because of me.

i ended up withdrawing from curry due to the fact that i wasn’t doing well enough academically to really have the possibility of returning in the fall, plus i needed to get away and deal with the things that were problematic and get things squared away.

the main reason why i’m writing all this is because there’s an open house tomorrow night at the connecticut school of broadcasting, which specializes in tv and radio broadcasting. i’m seriously considering going there due to the fact that a) it’s close by, b) it’s only 8 weeks long, and c) i can keep whatever job i land when i actually go there.

so i guess this is all for now, talk to y’all later.

day of silence

ok, so i think i’ve written about this before, but tomorrow is the National Day of Silence, where students at various colleges, high schools, and middle schools across the country remain silent for the entire day in order to protest the discrimination and harassment of LGBT people. i’ll be taking part in it again this year, and i hope that you guys do to.

if you want some more info on what’s going on, click here to find out what you can do.

National Day of Silence

ok, so i think i’ve written about this before, but tomorrow is the National Day of Silence, where students at various colleges, high schools, and middle schools across the country remain silent for the entire day in order to protest the discrimination and harassment of LGBT people. i’ll be taking part in it again this year, and i hope that you guys do to.

if you want some more info on what’s going on, click here to find out what you can do.

the bucket list- 100 things to do before i go (part 2)

i just remembered that i had started this list, but never finished it. i totally forgot about it until i read kp’s list of what she wants to do this summer, and so i’m going to continue on with this list.

here are yet another 25 things i want to do before i kick the bucket:

26. paint a mural
27. have a radio show solely devoted to fleetwood mac songs
28. or maybe one that’s just country
29. take part in making a movie
30. read all of the books randy shilts wrote
31. visit the great pyramids in egypt
32. learn a new language, and speak at least the basics
33. attend oktoberfest
34. drive a land rover defender, even if it’s around a parking lot
35. kayak over a waterfall
36. build a house out of sugar cubes
37. stay at an ice hotel
38. blow bubbles from a hotel window
39. drive through some small hicktown singing along to some horrendously bad song at the top of my lungs
40. show off all the patches i came back from jambo with
41. learn how to do more to a car than check the oil and change a tire
42. drive faster than 100mph
43. learn how to dance (doesn’t matter what style)
44. have my uncles start talking to my mom again
45. visit the catacombs
46. buy all the ‘midsummers night’ candles out of a yankee candle shop
47. learn to play a musical instrument
48. get rid of all my acne scars
49. ditto for that cyst on my chest that won’t go away
50. watch the boston marathon

the bucket list- 100 things to do before i go (part 2)

i just remembered that i had started this list, but never finished it. i totally forgot about it until i read kp’s list of what she wants to do this summer, and so i’m going to continue on with this list.

here are yet another 25 things i want to do before i kick the bucket:

26. paint a mural
27. have a radio show solely devoted to fleetwood mac songs
28. or maybe one that’s just country
29. take part in making a movie
30. read all of the books randy shilts wrote
31. visit the great pyramids in egypt
32. learn a new language, and speak at least the basics
33. attend oktoberfest
34. drive a land rover defender, even if it’s around a parking lot
35. kayak over a waterfall
36. build a house out of sugar cubes
37. stay at an ice hotel
38. blow bubbles from a hotel window
39. drive through some small hicktown singing along to some horrendously bad song at the top of my lungs
40. show off all the patches i came back from jambo with
41. learn how to do more to a car than check the oil and change a tire
42. drive faster than 100mph
43. learn how to dance (doesn’t matter what style)
44. have my uncles start talking to my mom again
45. visit the catacombs
46. buy all the ‘midsummers night’ candles out of a yankee candle shop
47. learn to play a musical instrument
48. get rid of all my acne scars
49. ditto for that cyst on my chest that won’t go away
50. watch the boston marathon

he’s got the second birthday this year

today just so happens to be my dad’s birthday. he’s got the second birthday for this year in my family, however i have no idea as to how old he really is.

of course, i wouldn’t reveal it to the blogosphere even if i did know how old he turns today.

anywho, i just wanted to say, happy birthday, dad.

he’s got the second birthday this year

today just so happens to be my dad’s birthday. he’s got the second birthday for this year in my family, however i have no idea as to how old he really is.

of course, i wouldn’t reveal it to the blogosphere even if i did know how old he turns today.

anywho, i just wanted to say, happy birthday, dad.

i apologize for driving up the day you needed ‘alone time’

i drove back up to curry yesterday so that i could catch up with my friends and see them one more time before the school year ends. one of them is from the san fransisco area of california, so i knew that this would be the last time i’d be able to see him until september.

naturally, however, his girlfriend ‘needed’ him at her school the same day, and as she put it ‘promised to make sure that they were at school by 4′.

4 came and went, and they still weren’t there. i wanted to head into boston one last time to get a burrito from boloco (one of the best places in boston to get one, btw), so one of the two friends that i actually got to see up until that point came with me just so that she could finally see why i wanted to go so badly.

when we got back, my california friend and his girlfriend were finally back, and so, we decided to all take a field trip down the road to the blue hills reservation and see the skyline of the south end/back bay from there. plus, we got some hiking in as well.

i’m still a bit pissed that this girl did this to my friend, and to some degree me. i left my house at 5AM yesterday morning so that i would be able to spend the entire day with them, and not have to worry about morning traffic (i thought there would be, but then i remembered that it was saturday). i drove for 3 hours in order to see the three of them (the two who were at curry, and my california friend), not sit around and wait for her to finish up with what she needed him for. given her reputation for ‘needing’ him, i wouldn’t be surprised if it was because she wanted a booty call. i wanted to visit my friend, to spend some time with him, and hang out, since this was the last time i’ll see him before september.

to his girlfriend, you are a egotistical bitch. to you, everyone revolves around you. you are rude, you belittle the people you call your friends, and when you are called out on your wrongdoings, you cry and wiesel your way out of having to deal with the consequences of your actions.

and it’s the fact that you threw the 6 hours and $70 in gas i spent in order to come up and visit my friends out the window that pisses me off most.

which is why i will say that until you’re no longer dating my friend, i won’t even bother to come up anymore, or to hang out with my friends. because we’re not a group if you’re still involved.

i apologize for driving up the day you needed ‘alone time’

i drove back up to curry yesterday so that i could catch up with my friends and see them one more time before the school year ends. one of them is from the san fransisco area of california, so i knew that this would be the last time i’d be able to see him until september.

naturally, however, his girlfriend ‘needed’ him at her school the same day, and as she put it ‘promised to make sure that they were at school by 4′.

4 came and went, and they still weren’t there. i wanted to head into boston one last time to get a burrito from boloco (one of the best places in boston to get one, btw), so one of the two friends that i actually got to see up until that point came with me just so that she could finally see why i wanted to go so badly.

when we got back, my california friend and his girlfriend were finally back, and so, we decided to all take a field trip down the road to the blue hills reservation and see the skyline of the south end/back bay from there. plus, we got some hiking in as well.

i’m still a bit pissed that this girl did this to my friend, and to some degree me. i left my house at 5AM yesterday morning so that i would be able to spend the entire day with them, and not have to worry about morning traffic (i thought there would be, but then i remembered that it was saturday). i drove for 3 hours in order to see the three of them (the two who were at curry, and my california friend), not sit around and wait for her to finish up with what she needed him for. given her reputation for ‘needing’ him, i wouldn’t be surprised if it was because she wanted a booty call. i wanted to visit my friend, to spend some time with him, and hang out, since this was the last time i’ll see him before september.

to his girlfriend, you are a egotistical bitch. to you, everyone revolves around you. you are rude, you belittle the people you call your friends, and when you are called out on your wrongdoings, you cry and wiesel your way out of having to deal with the consequences of your actions.

and it’s the fact that you threw the 6 hours and $70 in gas i spent in order to come up and visit my friends out the window that pisses me off most.

which is why i will say that until you’re no longer dating my friend, i won’t even bother to come up anymore, or to hang out with my friends. because we’re not a group if you’re still involved.