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Name: Michael Country: United States State: Arkansas Metro: Conway Birthday: 1/25/1986 Gender: Male
Interests: Baseball, Basketball, Football, Hockey, Cars, Girls, Sleep, Music, Friends, Cheese, Spray Can Cheese, Penguins, Movies, Speeding, Road Trips, Steel Wool, Weapons of Mass Destruction, Anti-Republican, tuckermax.com, college, college life, college girls, animals, cherries, throwing apples against school buildings and at friends, wreckless driving, snow, rain, and other various things. Expertise: Everything & Anything EXCEPT Math. Occupation: Student Industry: Medical
Message: message me AIM: MichaelC 8604 AIM: UCA Fluffy 2004 MSN: MichaelC_8604@hotmail.com
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12/24/2004
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Happy Turkeyday.... | | |
| So I realized that its not good to make popcorn when in a hurry. Why? Because I have the tendency to hit random buttons on the microwave. For example...5 mins ago I hit the "frozen dinner" button on the microwave rather than the "popcorn" button. Needless to say, my popcorn was not purchased in the frozen dinner section thus it was cooked about...3 mins to long. So the apartment smells lovely and the windows are now opened and i'm cold...smell or freeze...choices in life arent always fair are they?
Anyways enough with microwave adventures until I get more blank CD's or Aluminum Foil. So far i'm three weeks away from having a 4.0 this semester...2 weeks away from snapping on the UCAPD for giving me another parking ticket for not breaking any rules this time. That's a whole new story though for a later post. I have determined that I no longer have a life when it comes down to "what to do for fun on the weekends" and i start listing chemistry & medical books near the top. Oh well...i guess somethings change.
Well, I was searching online some really interesting places to live..and i found this beautiful and cozy estate...

(Margam Castle, Wales)
If I were rich...the toys and wonders I would have for myself, my family, and my friends... | | |
| God...It's been a good semester so far. I'm hoping that finals will go well and i'll be on my way to my 4.0 and possibly having a GPA thats worth putting on information packets for grad school and medical schools. With the end of semester coming up, that means a few things...
- Turkey Day --> the day college students get away from school for probably 3 days or so and eat real food. Usually results in strange activities such as happiness and a feeling of being full off of something than the Value Menu @ Wendy's and Taco Bell. This also results in people sleeping more than they do during the semester and also involves a lot of football on TV for the guys.
- Finals Week --> probably the worst week of the year for a college student. Little food (or terrible food), no sleep, no fun, and energy drink highs for exams. Yes, this is probably the "college experience" that you don't see in movies or hear about in the campus tours.
- Christmas Break --> that time of salvation in knowing you made it through yet another difficult term of college and your reward...presents, food, sleep, and that slight hope of having a white Christmas. Seeing how we live in Arkansas, I guess you get the hope of it getting below 60 for Christmas.
So UCA is in the 2nd round of the NCAA Division II playoffs this year...i am happy. That would be my Christmas wish...to see UCA win the National Championship. Alas, in honor of the season, behold...pictures that make me happy...
Yes...you Mr Turkey make me happy. In a few days...I will own you. Beware.
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| Yeah, I guess I can put forth the effort to update this thing once again. Anyway, a few things have happened since my last adventure down to Texas. Thanks to everyone else out there who hates Texas, George W. Bush, the Longhorns, or anything else from Texas. I share your hatred. Anyway, nothing really happens during the week anymore other than I go to class and I come back to sleep in the afternoons and do homework. God that's such a cool life isn't it? You wish you were as awesome as the amazing Fluffy/Fiber/Mike...yeah, i know. I'm so cool, I have to have three nicknames...anyway, enough with the drooling over myself.
This weekend involved Josh, Brandon, and the very beautiful Laurie and way too much free time. Josh & Brandon did an amazing job of making breakfast at like 11:00.pm. Josh never ceases to amaze me with his abilities to do crazy things whenever Brandon & I are there...*note--> refer to flying cat and catapulted flame burger* I feel kind of bad after I removed a bit of flesh from Josh's neck while he was screaming "I need an adult" in the parking lot outside of Laurie's apartment..but he tried to steal my only clean hoodie..so I had to defend it and myself. Saturday was a pretty good day, I think. All I really remember was Dustin was a ninja, UCA won 56-7 over UAM...and I finished homework, no I didn't scratch that. Yeah, behold, the wonderful life of me on the weekends.
Tech game coming up this weekend...going to be a blast. Anyways, back to work, too much slacking the past few days. | | |
| Let me start off this post by saying...I REALLY REALLY DON'T LIKE TEXAS. If you are from Texas or like Texas, I'm sorry to offend you...no i'm not. Get over it. My xanga, my rules.
So you might be wondering why I hate Texas? Well, allow me to tell you about the weekend road-trip that I went on. My older brother is smart and decides to cause trouble in Waco (no he didnt start a cult or anything) and ends up in the place with the bad people, and no not hell...yet. So my dad and I depart from Hot Springs bright and early on Friday morning and take off to Texas to pick up his car and see what he's doing since his 45 day sentence is almost finished.
So we get into Texas and it immediatly turns into NASCAR on Interstate 30 going towards Dallas. So after driving the speed-limit to avoid any tickets, we stop about 20 mins outside of Dallas somewhere. Obviously, we had left Texas and entered Mexico...because I felt rather out of place being the only person within that gas station that was able to speak English. So after attempting to bust out my awesome spanish skills, i just gave them $25.00 and left. So we get onto the road to find we have to get stuck in construction. So after an hour we had moved an amazing 3 miles and the only radio stations I could find were old old country stations and some unknown Spanish festival music...it sucked to say the least.
Finally after getting through construction and mini-Mexico there...we get into Waco to find the motel room. Only problem, of all the weekends we go to Waco, every room in the city is booked. This city and surrounding area is rather large (not really, but for comparison, its as large as Little Rock, so in Arkansas terms, is large) and they did not have a single room. Come to find out, we go the same weekend as THE SPECIAL OLYMPICS and some other events. This alone made me very upset. *insert brook ellison saying i'm going to hell for that*
So we get back into the car and drive another 30 miles down the road to find a motel in some town called "Temple" Texas. So we sit there for like 20 mins, and then hit the road again to Ft. Hood, Texas to get my brother's BMW, because that's how he roles. So amazingly when drive up to the Fort they swarm my car like its a tank being used by enemy forces. So after removing me from the Fort, I try another approach until I finally get his car and my dad drives mine. Of course it couldn't go that smoothly. I get stopped the by Army Security and they start asking me questions about where i got the car and everything. Seeing how I know nothing of the car and registration other than its a black BMW, i get screwed over. They take my DL and start running background checks on me, and after 20 mins I get to leave after fear of them killing me or something.
So on the way back to the motel, like 35 people cut me off because i'm going 70 in a 60...obviously they dont like that. Anyways, thats most of the interesting things that I can recall right now. I'll make an awesome list of strange things I witnessed while being there also...
- the room next to me contained 10 people...with only two beds. Supposedly it was some hispanic band...they did have a weird truck outside, I took a picture with my phone...remind me to show you if you see me in person soon.
- people in Texas believe that the speed limit should be doubled...as I found out the hardway.
- Texas State Troopers..aka "rangers" do wear those massive hats, and no they do not like you laughing at them.
- Things are bigger in Texas..including the women.
- Dallas smells funny.
- I need to retake Spanish.
- Do not hang out the window while making the inverse "hook'em horns" sign.
- Do not order a "bevo sandwich" at a restaurant.
- The sign at the Waco jail that says "random searches can and will be done" is not a joke...end of story.
- Gas prices are very cheap in Texas...so price jumps do not affect those there b/c they are all involved in oil. Screw Texas.
Total Gas Cost for this trip . . .$45.00 (one and a half tanks of gas baby)
*and yes, i hate the longhorns football team as well...the animal..eh it just looks funny* | | |
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