Tyler West 110

I'm a 21st century digital boy, I don't know how to read but I got a lot of toys. -Bad Religion

Security *@%$ing sucks. So I went down again and they told me that even though I have a ticket for $30 and that is what is listed on the computer, they can just change the fine if they feel like it. I have no problem with paying a fine for what I did and for the ticket I got, even though it's pretty gay I got a ticket, but to change it halfway through the semester to reckless driving. That is just plain and simple retarded. Reckless driving is those damn golf carts that you hear flying up behind you, not creeping through the tunnel of MSC at night. Oh, and the security officer didn't even actually see me, I got turned in by Josh Hopping. And when I did get pulled over, the officer insulted me, saying he couldn't even comprehend why someone would be so stupid as to do that and other similiar phrases meant to make me feel like a dumbass. He's got to be lying if he's never thought of doing it. Plus, there is a $50 fine for insulting an officer...but the officer can tell you whatever he wants with no fine. And this is where my tuition goes. Fucking ridiculous!!

Been awhile since I updated...think I'm making a habit of spacing out my blogs. Pretty pissed off with security. I was talking to my mom last night and she tells me there is a $50 fine for reckless driving on my student account. This is news to me. So I go to security and they say its from the time I drove through the tunnel of MSC. I try telling them that it was only $30 and for driving on the sidewalk...ticket Terry says it was the location of the sidewalk that made it reckless driving. The thing is nobody at security even so much as bothered to tell me it was changed. The only citation I have is for driving on the sidewalk and it says $30. So I'm going down tomorrow to tell them to quit overcharging me and to quit changing citations that they already wrote. Its total bullshit.

And why can't Buddy Austin take a joke. Some floor, who shall remain anonymous, but they reside on the north side of campus, put up a bunch of Bud for fall fest King flyers. So DrAlvinO has an RD and two security officers comb campus for them. And this is why tuition is so fucking high!! Because we pay a bunch of nimrods to pull flyers down instead of watching our cars to make sure they don't get broken into...again and again and again!

Argh!!

"The bottom line is I love good music and I try to shy away from all these labels that people think are so necessary to slap on music. It seems like people get afraid of a certain music if they can't pigeonhole it to their satisfaction. They will be up all night trying to slap a label on Sublime. Good music is good music, and that should be enough for anybody.” - Brad Nowell

So tomorrow I fly home for the second weekend in a row. Only this time I'm at the controls so I don't get screwed over by the airline. I should be asleep at this time since I can't really sleep during the flight, but I can't. I got too much sleep during my afternoon nap. So its time to listen to me ramble on about fall fest. It's quite an odd event, mainly because its here. Any other school and homecoming would just be another normal school function, but we're not a normal school. First of all, the whole royalty thing is just a contest to see which floor can be the most annoying for one week. Those of you that disagree, I only have to remind you of Club and Jen Druin. At the beginning of fall fest some of us didn't even know who she was, but by the end of the week we knew we better vote for Jen D. unless we wanted our rooms vandalized by a bunch of purple guys. Disclaimer: I have no beef with Jen, and frankly Club could have written any girl's or guy's name and it would have been just as annoying. My second rant about fall fest, the banquet. I can't count how many times I've been asked if I'm going to fall fest, like its expected that everyone get a date and attend. I went last year, and the food was really good, tons better than saga. However, I don't really want to go to the banquet just for the food. The first problem we encounter is the need for a date. That's not to say that you must have a date, but that leaves you with three alternate options. 1-You can go by yourself, and be bored. 2-You can go with a same-sex friend, and have fun but get weird looks. 3-You can go with a group of friends. Since I don't particularly like being bored, and I get my fill of it already, the first option is out. Since Dan won't be seen with me in public, and I really don't want weird looks either, the second option is out. Now, I could go with a group of friends, but the guys on my side of the floor think fall fest is stupid. Third option is gone, maybe I should reconsider the intelligence in going to fall fest. I could get a date, and if I were to go that would be my only option, but maybe I don't want to sponsor this quasi homecoming that doesn't even have a dance. Yes, that's right foks, no dancing here. So first we try to have a homecoming, but then we water it down beyond recognition. No football game, no dance, and half the male student population can't even get dates.

So the solution seems simple...don't go. Aah, but I made the stupid mistake of bribing a friend into getting a date. I told him if me getting a date to fall fest was the only way I could convince him to ask a girl out, then I would ask a young lady to accompany me to the banquet. I did this hoping to boost his confidence. Stupid stupid stupid. Next day, he goes out and gets a date like it was no big deal. Now, ordinarily this wouldn't be much of a problem for me, but I wasn't sure what stunning co-ed I would like to ask. I had a few of possible choices, but due to varying circumstances that number has declined. My main criteria was that I at least knew the girl and would have a high chance of enjoying ourselves on the date. This may or may not seem to be some odd criteria. However, last fall fest I went with a girl that I had only met the night before. It may be possible for these kinds of things to work out, but it didn't. The entire evening was just awkward, partially considering the extent of my spanish music was a little long beach band called sublime. Ok, that really had no effect on the evening, but Bradley Nowell (R.I.P) was the man. Ok, so back to the topic. I wanted a date that I knew so that we could enjoy ourselves and not worry about what the other person was thinking, etc... I think I have found one, but after I return from my trip I will have less than a week to ask her. I don't want it to appear as if I'm desparate, asking at the last minute, possibly after I've been turned down by 20 other girls.

So maybe I should just forget about it, spend my Saturday night doing something productive. Or maybe asking this girl would just absolutely make her day and we would have a great time. Or maybe both. I do feel kinda obligated to my friend...but I'm sure since he has a date, he won't care too much if I don't show up. Well, it's bedtime now, again. And if you're that curious to find out if I did indeed decide to go...then you'll just have to go yourself. Either that or the ladies may do so by asking me to be their date. But only if you know me or think sublime rocks.

Anyone who seduces a woman with Thoreau is a wimp. -Clue, The Musical

Current music: Laptop sounds - Hewlett Packard

Well I made it to Kentucky Saturday night, and we went to see Clue at a dinner theater. Good play, although it was a long day.
I stayed up all night with Dan, then my plane was delayed in Dallas because of weather in Houston, so I missed my connecting flight to Louisville. Fortunately, they were able to get me on another flight leaving half an hour after I got to the airport, so no long layover. The good thing was the flight was to Lexington which is only half an hour from my house instead of the ninety minutes that Louisville is. The bad thing is my parents were half way to Louisville when I called to tell them I was coming into Lexington. Also the play was in Louisville, so they had to drive back and forth a couple times. The important thing is I got to sleep in my house after being awake for almost 37 hours.

You know, its really amazing how much better I get along with my brother now that he's older and I rarely see him. He used to be such an annoying prepuscent little boy. But now he is cool. He listens to cool music (in fact I'm borrowing his best of CCR cd this weekend), he likes girls (I just hope he learns to give up on his 'dream girl' sooner than I did, its bogus), he drives a standard shift (or will when he gets his license, he would never drive illegally), and he wants to be an engineer (good luck to him, I would never enjoy doing all that math). I remember when I was a sophomore in high school...and now he is...soon I'll be an old geezer.

Well, I better get to more important stuff like sleep, homework, talking to friends, etc...

Stay tuned for more reports of this weekend. Did a lot of stuff tonight.

I wrote a great post...but somehow it didn't get posted....aaah!

you will hear from me after I get unpissed

"If young love is just a game i must have missed the kick-off" -Blink 182

Current song: Offspring - All I Want


Today I watched Spiderman for the second time. Well worth the buck fifty, even the second time around. My only complaint with the movie was the ending, and yet I should like it. If you've seen it, you know the part. Peter can only offer friendship to MJ. What a friggin cop-out. His excuse...the ones he loves always end up getting hurt. So he says he'll always be there for her, but only as a friend, and then he walks away leaving her to cry. Some friend.

And yet, that's the truth about relationships. We all do and say things meaning the best, but human nature overcomes. That's right, everyone is just downright selfish. If the center of a relationship is unselfish love, and humans are naturally selfish, then we have a problem. Nobody wants to get hurt, so we hide our hearts in a ragged bandage of insincerity. Would it just be easier to cut our hearts out and feel nothing? No pain, sorrow, or loneliness. Of course not only do we avoid the bad, we miss out on the good. So that's not really an option, but still we often get the bad end of things. I can't say I've yet experienced the joys of a meaningful relationship with a member of the opposite sex (you know, a girl!). However, the mere idea of spending the rest of my life with someone and sharing every moment with them is just electrifying. But then I think about the risk...and I just don't want to stick my neck out. Its too dangerous.

Current Illegal mp3 that would be legal if only I could find that super rare girl/sex-obsessed album: Weezer - El Scorcho

After looking at that last post, I feel as if it is not dismal enough. Maybe even too cheery or utopic. So I will now hand out lots of depression dust.

Be ye depressed

Life sucks

its always raining in east texas...

and I missed the FREE depression screening the psych department was giving...presumably hoping to gain some legitimacy on a campus full of hermits calling themselves computer geeks, engineers, and pilots.

ok, much better

I'm going to go to bed soon, so I can get my ugly sleep.

Live a life of no regrets and you will have none -Dave Johnson

Current Illegal MP3: Goo Goo Dolls - Only One

Yes, I quoted myself today. But its such a simple truth that is so often overlooked. When I'm on my death bed I don't want to look back and regret not taking the plunge in some way or another. I first came upon this simple truth when I realized this summer that it wouldn't hurt to actually talk to this girl I talk to over AIM all the time. Yes, I thought something terrible would happen to me if I actually said more than hi or bye to Mikhael in person. But everytime I avoided that terrible terrible thing, I regretted it as soon as was out of "harm's way". I realized that my salvation was hurting me more than what ever mysterious thing I was saving myself from. One day, I made up my mind I was just going to talk to her, but her whole family left church early to go on vacation. I now had an excuse to avoid talking to her...but that was the problem. I just knew I would later regret my decision if I didn't seize the oppurtunity. Nothing bad happened, although I think maybe I made a little disturbance in my haste to get out of the sanctuary. In fact I got invited to go on vacation with them. Did I have regrets? Not a chance.

So next time you come to a hard decision...just think if you'll regret your choice later...even if you take the 'safe' option.

On a competely unrelated note...tomorrow I am signing up for a motorcycle course. No regrets...

Current music: Bad Religion - American Jesus
Stayed up till 9AM last night/this morning. Me, Dan, Pat, Phil, and Lisa played cards till 2:30, and I thought I would go to bed after that. Not so. When we got back, Bredon and Thad decided they wanted to watch a movie. So I stayed up till like 5 watching american pie. After that, it wasn't worth going to bed before breakfast. Got back to my room and slept till 5.

After waking up, me and Dan went to Joe's Pizza on the Eliot's suggestion. Great food, good prices. For 1.75, they will give you the biggest slice of cheese pizza you've ever laid eyes on. We didn't get it this time, but definitely will next week.

Must get to sleep, so I don't get a nasty call in the morning from my prof.

Music playing: Pixies - Monkey Gone to Heaven

4 hours is not enough sleep for me. I had lab at 7:20, but all I can remember is Dan's alarm going off at 6:30 and then next thing I know, it's 8 and I'm getting a call from my professor asking where I am. Now I have to make up 50 minutes of lab time, but at least I didn't get counted absent. I took my chem test that I studied so hard for (not!) and I think I got a 100 on it. This brings me to a question I would like to present to those advocates of studying. Why should anyone study if they can get an A in the class without? Of course my problem is I do real good in one class without studying...and then I fail a test in another class because I didn't study. Speaking of which, I have a test on the Fundamentals of Instructing. Its a really stupid test that has absolutely nothing to do with flying or possibly even flight instruction...but you have to take it to become an instructor anyway. Well better study so that I can explain to my student why they're so good or bad.

Yippee, I got it working!!

Now all I need to do is put in some of my favorite links...but that will have to wait. I have a chem test to study for.

Trying to get comments to work...so this is just a test again

Music playing: Bush - Everything Zen

Well I had this great long thing typed out when I hit my browser's refresh button. Needless to say, its all gone, and I'm extremely irked. So I will do my best to start again, and maybe this time I'll skip the crap.

So I've spent the last hour trying to convince a friend that he should ask out this girl that he has a crush on...or at least quit being such a chicken and talk to her. I kind of feel like a hypocrite or at least a little weird giving advice on a subject I don't know that much about. Last year I spent way too much time analyzing the conversations I had with several girls (at different times throughout the year, I promise), and my grades suffered very badly. So I promised myself that I wouldn't spend so much time brooding about girls. Of course being the genius that I am, I realized that it would be easiest to just not go out on any dates with girls. But now I realize how cool girls are just to hang out with...and that maybe it wouldn't hurt to go to the occasional symphony or IHOP with a girl. The problem is when I start to ask dumb questions..."Could she be the one?" "Does she genuinely like hanging out with me, or is she just being polite?" "What if we have dissimiliar tastes in music?" "Is there a chance for a relationship beyond friends?". That last question is really the issue at hand. I start analyzing the entire relationship when it is nothing more than a simple beginning friendship. I read too much into things, start planning our future, etc...and this is what causes girls to enlist in the ARMY. Ok, so maybe it is possible to just be friends with a girl and enjoy hanging out with her without threat/promise of anything more. But it is so DanG hard to do when they have so many good qualities, and you live under the constant fear of being alone for the rest of your life. I can really identify with John Cusack's character in High Fidelity. "Do I listen to pop music because I'm miserable, or am I miserable becuase I listen to pop music?" Maybe I should quit listening to old Weezer songs.

In short, I should quit analyzing life, start enjoying it, and along the way, God will cause things to fall into place according to His will. If only it was that easy...but I can't keep my dirty fingers out of it.

Oh well, time to listen to Mr. Cuomo.