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....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://philogynist.blogspot.com/2005/01/im-so-highmmmmmfrrrrrmmmmph.html"&gt;DooD!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245837-110790084028646005?l=forevergray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevergray.blogspot.com/feeds/110790084028646005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245837&amp;postID=110790084028646005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245837/posts/default/110790084028646005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245837/posts/default/110790084028646005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevergray.blogspot.com/2005/02/what.html' title='What the ....'/><author><name>Forevergray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12718070655265396189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://es.geocities.com/laoctavafantasia/Galeria/squall11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245837.post-110729716531162252</id><published>2005-02-01T17:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T14:32:45.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My thoughts thus far...</title><content type='html'>It's about 5pm, and I have 90 minutes to kill before I go to my Physical Science class. I figured since I'm here, no one in online to talk to, and I'm bored, I thought I'd give an update on the new semester thus far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GEOSC-201-75 meteorology (online)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the problems I've noticed with online class professors is that sometimes, these classes are just an afterthought in their minds. Yeah, throw some work out there, give 'em a week to do it, turn it in, grade, answer the occasional question, blah. Professor Kelvey takes this a whole new extreme. This class is almost taught entirely from our book, and from the American Meteorological Society website. All of our assignments come from this site, his only contribution is some notes on each of the chapter, and which critical thinking questions to answer. I'm figuring he took on the task of teaching this class because it's easy, and anything he provides are probably just notes from the Meteorology class actually taught on campus. Oh well. At first all of this was extremely confusing to me, but once I was actually able to sit down and follow the instructions in the book/on the website, it doesn't seem so bad. I turned in my first assignment today (this class technically started a week early, to follow the AMS schedule) and I'm still not 100% sure I turned in what was supposed to be turned in, but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HLTH-101-06 Science and Theory of Health and Wellness(TTH 2:00-3:20)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as Professor Kemp walked into the classroom, she turned on some new age music, gave us all paper and markers to create name tags for our desk (we had to draw a picture, and use at least two colors), and passed out some dried soy nuts for us to try. Later she made us all get up, stretch, try to touch our hands behind our backs while standing on one foot (and shaking the foot in the air). Then we got to do a group activity, YAY! I'm waiting for story, nap, and snack time now. To her credit, she did acknowledge that most of us probably thought she was wacko, and that she doing this to help create a relaxed environment and for us to be able to relax, which I guess in essential for Health and Wellness (hence the name of the class). This class doesn't seem like it will be too bad, there is a major service learning (kinda like the middle school crap) part that can be used towards participation (in lieu of the speech, the report, etc...), which I am not sure I will be able to fit in (with 6 classes and working 45 hours a week). There is also a behavior study in which we try to change something about ourselves, and record our progress along the way. I think this may be a good way for me to try to lose weight, and I'll get points for it. Hehehe... All in all, the teacher is nice, and that is one of the most important things to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FPA-105-01 Intro to Film (TTH 12:30-1:50)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siobhan (pronounced she-von, she prefers to go by her first name) Wright is an EXCELLENT teacher, and very passionate about all things she teaches. I had her for Writing about Literature in Winter 2004, and although I missed a lot of time (because of sleep deprivation due to working overnight), the class was still great. Halfway through going throughout the syllabus, she looks up, notices me and is like "I haven't seen you in forever. I've had you before right?" I thought it was cool she remembered me. One issue I had with her in the last class is that she pushed real hard for us to see her point of view about something as the right point of view to have, to the point her and I almost started arguing about Emily Dickenson's "I heard a fly buzz before I died." I do not think this will be an issue in this class though, and even so, it's a good way to learn. We'll be watching several interesting movies, including Metropolis, which I've always wanted to see, and Triumph of the Will, which is a piece of Nazi propaganda featuring Hitler. The only thing I do not like is that one of our final projects is to create a 10 scene movie storyboard (completely original). Granted it may be fun, but I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LGST-102-01 Personal Law (online)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professor Ruch, while a nice guy in person, is one of those teachers who considers the online classes to be an afterthought. It works out good for his classes though, because the work is minimal, and there is a lot of independence and a lot of time to get stuff done. He is very strict when grading larger assignments though, as I noticed in last semesters "Intro to Legal Studies", but that just means I'll actually have to try this semester (as opposed to writing a 6 page paper we had two months to do about an hour before it was due).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSYC-101-75 General Psychology (online)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom had this Professor Bittner when she took Psyc online, and hated it. It works out to my advantage though, because my mom saved a lot of the stuff from when she had the class (like three pages worth of vocabulary that I'll need to do...WooT!). This woman like things done in a specific way, and any deviation from that way results in a 0. We have to turn in assignments a certain way, or they don't count. Our discussion board answers cannot be longer than 100 words, etc... I'm sure its something I can get used to, but still, I like Professor Ruch's way better (get make sure I get it, I don't care how you do it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I haven't started General Physical Science yet (it actually begins it about an hour), so I can give any insight into that class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more and more I think it, the worse and worse of an idea it is for me to keep working full time, or at least working more than forty hours a week. I may be trying to cut back depending upon how much money I receive with my tax return, so that I can rely on that some if I have to. I got lucky in that this week I am only working about 30 hours (scheduling fluke), so we'll sure for how this is going to play out after another week of two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I gotta find something to...Later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245837-110729716531162252?l=forevergray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevergray.blogspot.com/feeds/110729716531162252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245837&amp;postID=110729716531162252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245837/posts/default/110729716531162252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245837/posts/default/110729716531162252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevergray.blogspot.com/2005/02/my-thoughts-thus-far.html' title='My thoughts thus far...'/><author><name>Forevergray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12718070655265396189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://es.geocities.com/laoctavafantasia/Galeria/squall11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245837.post-110696095146453964</id><published>2005-01-28T20:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T17:09:11.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I won't talk&lt;br /&gt;I won't breathe&lt;br /&gt;I won't move till you finally see&lt;br /&gt;That you belong with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might think I don't look&lt;br /&gt;But deep inside the corner of my mind&lt;br /&gt;I'm attatched to you&lt;br /&gt;mmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm weak, it's true&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm afraid to know the answer&lt;br /&gt;Do you want me too?&lt;br /&gt;Cause my heart keeps falling faster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've waited all my life to cross this line&lt;br /&gt;To the only thing that's true&lt;br /&gt;So I will not hide&lt;br /&gt;It's time to try anything to be with you&lt;br /&gt;All my life I've waited&lt;br /&gt;This is true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what you do&lt;br /&gt;Everytime you walk into the room&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid to move&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm weak, it's true&lt;br /&gt;I'm just scared to know the ending&lt;br /&gt;Do you see me too?&lt;br /&gt;Do you even know you met me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've waited all my life to cross this line&lt;br /&gt;To the only thing that's true&lt;br /&gt;So I will not hide&lt;br /&gt;It's time to try anything to be with you&lt;br /&gt;All my life I've waited&lt;br /&gt;This is true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know when I go&lt;br /&gt;I'll be on my way to you&lt;br /&gt;The way that's true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've waited all my life to cross this line&lt;br /&gt;To the only thing that's true&lt;br /&gt;So I will not hide&lt;br /&gt;It's time to try anything to be with you&lt;br /&gt;All my life I've waited&lt;br /&gt;This is true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245837-110696095146453964?l=forevergray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevergray.blogspot.com/feeds/110696095146453964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245837&amp;postID=110696095146453964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245837/posts/default/110696095146453964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245837/posts/default/110696095146453964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevergray.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-wont-talk-i-wont-breathe-i-wont-move.html' title=''/><author><name>Forevergray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12718070655265396189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://es.geocities.com/laoctavafantasia/Galeria/squall11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245837.post-110691597462144371</id><published>2005-01-28T08:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T06:58:44.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>::sigh::</title><content type='html'>BLARG! I had this whole long thing written out about how miserable I was feeling and blah blah blah...but I've had my fair share of miserable feelings/whining/self loathing/etc......and I do not want to do it anymore. It's not worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRING ON THE PERSPECTIVE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life really is going good. I have a great job (which seems even better after working into a shithole store for a day (the Lowes of Largo, MD)), I have a great college career ahead of me, I have a great family, I have a car, I have money, I have ENOUGH money, I should be content...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I just want a little bit more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to hang out with my friends more (or at least keep in touch more), I want to find love, I want a little bit more money, I want a nicer car, I want my own place, I want to skydive more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those thing's will come in time I guess...I wish I could have my cake and eat it too though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUPID CAKE! WHY MUST YOU ELUDE ME SO!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245837-110691597462144371?l=forevergray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevergray.blogspot.com/feeds/110691597462144371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245837&amp;postID=110691597462144371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245837/posts/default/110691597462144371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245837/posts/default/110691597462144371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevergray.blogspot.com/2005/01/sigh.html' title='::sigh::'/><author><name>Forevergray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12718070655265396189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://es.geocities.com/laoctavafantasia/Galeria/squall11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245837.post-110667266535846628</id><published>2005-01-25T12:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T09:04:25.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Next week...</title><content type='html'>School starts up again next week...which I think is cool for now, even though I'll be wishing the semester would end in no time.  This is my last semester at Carroll Community College, and I will graduate with an Associates of Arts and Sciences Degree in Legal Studies.  What does that mean?  Prolly jack...maybe if I tack it onto a resume along with my Letter of Recongnition in Criminal Justice, it'll mean something, but otherwise...JACK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, my next semester schedule is as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GEOSC-201-75  Meterology (online)  &lt;-one of my science gen eds&lt;br /&gt;HLTH-101-06 Science and Theory of Health (TTH 2:00-3:20) &lt;-my health gen ed&lt;br /&gt;PHSC-100-01 General Physical Science (TTH 6:30-9:20) &lt;-the OTHER science gen ed&lt;br /&gt;FPA-105-01 Intro to Film (TTH 12:30-1:50) &lt;-Fine and Performing Arts gen ed&lt;br /&gt;LGST-102-01 Personal Law (online) &lt;-the ONLY class related to my major&lt;br /&gt;PSYC-101-75 General Psychology (online) &lt;-the extra credits I need to graduate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll notice that the majority of my classes are gen eds, and most of them are freshman level.  Yeah it kinda sucks...but it gets the job done.  I was supposed to be taking Constitutional Law instead of Personal Law, but they cancelled the class on me.  Bastards.  Anywho I'm pretty much, thanks to my spiffy new credit card my books have been paid off, and my tuition isn't an issue.  The credit card will hopefully be paid off by June, which is when the 19.99% APR starts getting tacked onto it.  That'll work so long as I stop carrying it with me, and I cut back on buying a certain someone water lilies (will that happen?  pfft... ;-) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have an entrance test for the Transportation Security Administration next Wednesday, and one for the Carroll County Dept. of Corrections the following Tuesday.  That and one of my fellow Flooring Specialists knows a lawyer who does alot of work with students, and he is trying to hook me up.  Any one of the opportunities would be awesome.  Anyone of the opportunities would be awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still not sure which school I will be transferring too...it is probably going to be University of Baltimore cuz of the cost factor, but I dunno.  I found out they have two programs that kind of interest me, one being the Early Entry Law Program, which is HIGHLY competitive but allows a student to forgo their senior year and begin their first year of law school.  The other is a dual degree with a bachelors in Jurisprudence and a Masters in Criminal Justice, which allows some of your senior year credits to go towards the masters.  Either one would be cool, if I did anything I would most likely do the Jurisprudence/Masters program, continue my masters degree part time while going to law school full time after I graduate.  Either way, the options are out there, and I like options.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to work now, peace all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245837-110667266535846628?l=forevergray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevergray.blogspot.com/feeds/110667266535846628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245837&amp;postID=110667266535846628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245837/posts/default/110667266535846628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245837/posts/default/110667266535846628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevergray.blogspot.com/2005/01/next-week.html' title='Next week...'/><author><name>Forevergray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12718070655265396189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://es.geocities.com/laoctavafantasia/Galeria/squall11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245837.post-110570735555681382</id><published>2005-01-14T07:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T04:55:55.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bleh...</title><content type='html'>My brothers and my father had to appear in court today because of their "habitual truancy"...my mom was supposed to play witness on behalf of the state, so I went along with here.  After two freakin' hours they announced they had a motion filed to delay the proceedings, and thats it.  My dad's lawyer says it will be best if Timmy drops out of school ASAP so that they do not have to worry about him in the future.  My dad thinks having Timmy around the house will motivate my 19 year old brother, Chris, who has already dropped out, to do something about his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE FUCK KIND OF LOGIC IS THAT?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are too lazy to do anything, they live in a pigsty hell hole, they dont leave the house, Chris doesn't feel he's "ready to take the GED test or get a job", and none of them have any ambitions about college, or the future, whatever.  That is, unless it involves sitting around all day playing Dark Age of Camelot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::sigh::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To top it all off, our dog died.  Crystal, our labrador retriever.  She was a spastic little thing, and always went out of her way to find some way to escape our yard.  Usually she just goes into the yard of the abandoned house next door.  I don't know exactly what happened because this was like 20 minutes after I left for work, but I know she was hit, had to get a shitload of tests done, and they finally decided it would be best to put her down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ani and Dixie are doing well though, Dixie being our three legged Austrailian Shepherd and Ani being our new lil Pekingnese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School starts in two weeks, and I must say I can't wait.  I'm going stircrazy here.  I also have the pretests for becoming a Correctional Officer and an Airport Security Screener coming up soon.  Corrections pays better...but either job would be pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99.1HFS was one the best radio stations out there, it was in fact the only one I really listened to.  It played pretty much everything I like, and they threw great concerts (that being the HFStival).  99.1 is now spanish music station El Zol.  What crap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alotta people have been going thru alot of crap recently, and I feel for 'em.  And I wish I could help, it sucks to have to stand there powerless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my Angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245837-110570735555681382?l=forevergray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevergray.blogspot.com/feeds/110570735555681382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245837&amp;postID=110570735555681382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245837/posts/default/110570735555681382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245837/posts/default/110570735555681382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevergray.blogspot.com/2005/01/bleh.html' title='Bleh...'/><author><name>Forevergray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12718070655265396189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://es.geocities.com/laoctavafantasia/Galeria/squall11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245837.post-110489976202533993</id><published>2005-01-04T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T20:36:02.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Her...</title><content type='html'>I went and hung out with some friends tonight - she was there...which was awesome...I hope she didn't think I was ignoring her.  I could it could be easily seen as such though, we didn't talk much at all, even though she was the one I knew best there and she was the one who asked me to come along.  It was kinda awkward in that respect because I was really just her friend, while everyone else there was her and her boyfriends friend.  But all was pretty cool.  I was able to give her her gift though, which I take it she liked...ALOT...hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know what to do at this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More updates later...i cant concentrate :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245837-110489976202533993?l=forevergray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevergray.blogspot.com/feeds/110489976202533993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245837&amp;postID=110489976202533993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245837/posts/default/110489976202533993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245837/posts/default/110489976202533993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevergray.blogspot.com/2005/01/her.html' title='Her...'/><author><name>Forevergray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12718070655265396189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://es.geocities.com/laoctavafantasia/Galeria/squall11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245837.post-110343053566906982</id><published>2004-12-18T23:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-18T20:28:55.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>stay</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I walk to the edge again, searching for the truth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Taken by the memories of all that I've been through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;If I could &lt;strong&gt;hear your voice&lt;/strong&gt; then I might be okay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I know that &lt;strong&gt;I've been wrong&lt;/strong&gt; but &lt;strong&gt;I'm begging&lt;/strong&gt; you to &lt;strong&gt;stay&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Won't you stay&lt;/strong&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Will you be here or will I be &lt;strong&gt;alone&lt;/strong&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Will I be scared? You'll teach me how to be strong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And if I fall down will you help me carry on? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I cannot do this alone.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I wish that I could &lt;strong&gt;turn back time&lt;/strong&gt; just to have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One more chance&lt;/strong&gt; to be the man I need to be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I pray you'll understand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;If I could hear your voice I might be okay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I know that &lt;strong&gt;I've been wrong&lt;/strong&gt; but &lt;strong&gt;I'm begging&lt;/strong&gt; you to &lt;strong&gt;stay.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Won't you stay&lt;/strong&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Will you be here or &lt;strong&gt;will I be alone&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Will I be scared? You'll teach me how to be strong.&lt;br /&gt;And if I fall down will you help me carry on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I cannot do this alone.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I need your hand to help me make it through again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nothing compares to how I feel when I look at You&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You never know, you never know tomorrow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You never know, you never know tomorrow, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You never know, you never know tomorrow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Don't walk away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Will you be here or &lt;strong&gt;will I be alone&lt;/strong&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Will I be scared? You'll teach me how to be strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And if I fall down will you help me carry on? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I cannot do this alone&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you be here or &lt;strong&gt;will I be alone&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Will I be scared? You'll teach me how to be strong.&lt;br /&gt;And if I fall down will you help me carry on? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I cannot do this alone&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245837-110343053566906982?l=forevergray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245837/posts/default/110343053566906982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245837/posts/default/110343053566906982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevergray.blogspot.com/2004/12/stay.html' title='stay'/><author><name>Forevergray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12718070655265396189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://es.geocities.com/laoctavafantasia/Galeria/squall11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245837.post-110006106759366553</id><published>2004-11-09T20:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T20:31:07.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An update</title><content type='html'>So yeah...this is an update&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long time no speak folks...how goes it?  Good?  well thats good.  Suckass? Well..HAHA sucks for you...just kidding..i feel your pain, i really do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went down to James Madison University and visited Michelle from Sunday-Tuesday.  OMG that school is so beautiful!  And HUGE!  I was expected more of a McDaniel-esque appearance, but that school aint got nothin on this one.  It's even got me thinkin about transferring down there.  It would be awesome, but there are alot of what ifs to consider.  Mainly money..stupid money..as well as some other things...but it'd be frickin awesome...and im checking financial aid/student loan info now.  My mom thinks its a stupid idea, and apparently everyone and their mom thinks Im thinkin about it for the wrong reasons.  But I'm really not.  If I had gone there for any reason (like on a run of the mill college visit) I woulda fallen in love with the place then too, and I wouldnt even be considering the place were it not for the new justice studies program...cuz to be one of the first students in that would be fuckin awesome, and a school like that would look great on law school apps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news...work is cool...my sales are kicking ass...i think at the moment im the highest in the store for installed sales, which are big money.  Chris is pushing every little button he can on me though...and if he keeps it up i may go and express some interest in the depot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah..my leg is falling asleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;...i miss you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245837-110006106759366553?l=forevergray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevergray.blogspot.com/feeds/110006106759366553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245837&amp;postID=110006106759366553' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245837/posts/default/110006106759366553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245837/posts/default/110006106759366553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevergray.blogspot.com/2004/11/update.html' title='An update'/><author><name>Forevergray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12718070655265396189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://es.geocities.com/laoctavafantasia/Galeria/squall11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245837.post-109945786741026939</id><published>2004-11-02T23:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T20:57:47.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DAMMIT</title><content type='html'>She can say it's ok...that she forgives me...but it still hurts...I still fucked up...I dont know what I was thinking...I should have at least said something, given some warning...but I didn't...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck is the matter with me?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will make it up to her though, I promise.  I will make things right again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry Angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245837-109945786741026939?l=forevergray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevergray.blogspot.com/feeds/109945786741026939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245837&amp;postID=109945786741026939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245837/posts/default/109945786741026939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245837/posts/default/109945786741026939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevergray.blogspot.com/2004/11/dammit.html' title='DAMMIT'/><author><name>Forevergray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12718070655265396189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://es.geocities.com/laoctavafantasia/Galeria/squall11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245837.post-109752789148414450</id><published>2004-10-11T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T13:51:31.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>F*CK YOU BOB!</title><content type='html'>Yeah so I got my statistics test back today, the one I thought I did at least fairly well on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69.5%  can you believe that shit?!  a half a point away from a friggin' C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back alot of the mistakes I made were careless, like when it asked for the product of the z scores, my dumbass went and added them (ill have to check the calculator to see how i messed that one up).  Anywho, it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is giving some extra credit though, so thats good, cuz at this point I need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost coulda had a C, then I woulda been content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245837-109752789148414450?l=forevergray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevergray.blogspot.com/feeds/109752789148414450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245837&amp;postID=109752789148414450' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245837/posts/default/109752789148414450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245837/posts/default/109752789148414450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevergray.blogspot.com/2004/10/fck-you-bob.html' title='F*CK YOU BOB!'/><author><name>Forevergray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12718070655265396189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://es.geocities.com/laoctavafantasia/Galeria/squall11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245837.post-109747450920809641</id><published>2004-10-11T01:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-10T23:01:49.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonight...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If there was one thing I could say, I wish I knew what to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If there was one thing I could do, I wish I knew what to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;You're my Angel, miracle, you all I need to know tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245837-109747450920809641?l=forevergray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevergray.blogspot.com/feeds/109747450920809641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245837&amp;postID=109747450920809641' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245837/posts/default/109747450920809641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245837/posts/default/109747450920809641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevergray.blogspot.com/2004/10/tonight.html' title='Tonight...'/><author><name>Forevergray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12718070655265396189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://es.geocities.com/laoctavafantasia/Galeria/squall11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245837.post-109711707296813543</id><published>2004-10-06T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T19:44:32.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For the record...</title><content type='html'>Cory Feezer is a lil douche...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245837-109711707296813543?l=forevergray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevergray.blogspot.com/feeds/109711707296813543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245837&amp;postID=109711707296813543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245837/posts/default/109711707296813543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245837/posts/default/109711707296813543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevergray.blogspot.com/2004/10/for-record.html' title='For the record...'/><author><name>Forevergray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12718070655265396189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://es.geocities.com/laoctavafantasia/Galeria/squall11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245837.post-109692085831038843</id><published>2004-10-04T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-04T13:14:18.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Statistics exam</title><content type='html'>Took my first statistics exam today...and finished before everyone else did.  That either means that I was TOTALLY off base and failed the damn thing, or I had a pretty good idea of what I was doing and had no major problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping for the latter of the two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So pray to the Great God of Statistics (who I'll call Bob) for me, cuz I need really good grades this semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245837-109692085831038843?l=forevergray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevergray.blogspot.com/feeds/109692085831038843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245837&amp;postID=109692085831038843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245837/posts/default/109692085831038843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245837/posts/default/109692085831038843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevergray.blogspot.com/2004/10/statistics-exam.html' title='Statistics exam'/><author><name>Forevergray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12718070655265396189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://es.geocities.com/laoctavafantasia/Galeria/squall11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245837.post-109647883313243267</id><published>2004-09-29T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T10:27:13.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh and...</title><content type='html'>tHiS iS aWeSoMe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nuklearpower.com"&gt;Nuklear Power&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out 8-bit theatre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245837-109647883313243267?l=forevergray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevergray.blogspot.com/feeds/109647883313243267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245837&amp;postID=109647883313243267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245837/posts/default/109647883313243267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245837/posts/default/109647883313243267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevergray.blogspot.com/2004/09/oh-and.html' title='Oh and...'/><author><name>Forevergray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12718070655265396189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://es.geocities.com/laoctavafantasia/Galeria/squall11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245837.post-109647846590915239</id><published>2004-09-29T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T10:21:05.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random ramblings of randomness</title><content type='html'>Blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't written much recently, I guess mainly because I haven't had a lot going on.  School is going good, as it has been.  We have our first Statistics exam next week, but for some reason I think I'm gonna do alright (prolly because at this point in time LAST semester I had an F in the class, but now I have an A).  Everything else is just, going...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start my specialist schedule on Saturday (ie 48 hour work-weeks).  The only thing is I am only going to be in flooring for 8 of those hours, I'll still be in paint for the other 40.   I guess its okay because I really dont know that much about the flooring dept yet, so this time can be used for training.  Plus we have NO ONE else in the Paint Dept now...so I'm stuck for lil bit longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is well, life...I am still pretty much a homebody, but I did hang out with Jess the other night.  That was cool, we have been good friends for a long time (minus the occasional major falling out)...we got to catch up on shit, I got to learn more about her stalker friend who wants her, bla bla bla...and I GOT PIE!  PECAN PIE!  WOOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to hang out w/ Michelle this weekend...but Chris (my manager) is an evil bastard who wouldnt let me have the weekend...we made arrangements for later October though..which is gonna be awesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...i miss michelle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn Chris...but at least he isn't like my manager Mike:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eveningsun.com/Stories/0,1413,140~9956~2411380,00.html"&gt;http://www.eveningsun.com/Stories/0,1413,140~9956~2411380,00.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eveningsun.com/Stories/0,1413,140~9956~2414603,00.html"&gt;http://www.eveningsun.com/Stories/0,1413,140~9956~2414603,00.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Mike, hes the Operations Manager at the Westminster Lowes.  One of the coolest managers I've ever had, except of course for the whole running around Gettyburg sticking his hand in girls pants thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...its still all so wierd...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...never would have thought...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't really think of anything else to write right now, so I'll catch ya'll later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245837-109647846590915239?l=forevergray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevergray.blogspot.com/feeds/109647846590915239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245837&amp;postID=109647846590915239' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245837/posts/default/109647846590915239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245837/posts/default/109647846590915239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevergray.blogspot.com/2004/09/random-ramblings-of-randomness.html' title='Random ramblings of randomness'/><author><name>Forevergray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12718070655265396189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://es.geocities.com/laoctavafantasia/Galeria/squall11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245837.post-109585625979755287</id><published>2004-09-22T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-22T05:30:59.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HoOrAy FoR pRoMoTiOnS!</title><content type='html'>Yayayayayayayayayayayayay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the promotion...I am going from being a lowly paint CSA to being a Flooring Sales Specialist!   WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now although I'll be working 48 hours a week...I'll have money, MONEY DAMMIT! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so fucking awesome...I love life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245837-109585625979755287?l=forevergray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevergray.blogspot.com/feeds/109585625979755287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245837&amp;postID=109585625979755287' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245837/posts/default/109585625979755287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245837/posts/default/109585625979755287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevergray.blogspot.com/2004/09/hooray-for-promotions.html' title='HoOrAy FoR pRoMoTiOnS!'/><author><name>Forevergray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12718070655265396189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://es.geocities.com/laoctavafantasia/Galeria/squall11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245837.post-109578734417891894</id><published>2004-09-21T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-21T10:22:24.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn...</title><content type='html'>Bla bla bla...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What began as a bitch of a cold has developed into a nagging cough, which, if things go like they have every winter (except last winter for some reason), won't go away until Spring.  ::sigh::  I'm used to it, it'll prolly bug the fuck outta everyone in my classes, but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class is well, class...and work is well, work...they haven't done done the interviews for the specialist position yet...but in all honesty, I am not even sure I want it anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may have an opportunity to intern with the States Attorney's office in Baltimore City...my crim law teacher is in charge of the program, and she seemed really optimistic about gettin me in.  It would be a fantastic opportunity, I just need to get more info.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classes are going well...I like them all!  Statistics is goin great, my law classes are awesome, and even the saturday History class is going good.  The only thing that could make my situation better is a little itty bit more free time, and some money...lotsa money actually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, cant win em all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and btw...Happy Birthday to my friend Jess and my brother Matt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245837-109578734417891894?l=forevergray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevergray.blogspot.com/feeds/109578734417891894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245837&amp;postID=109578734417891894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245837/posts/default/109578734417891894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245837/posts/default/109578734417891894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevergray.blogspot.com/2004/09/damn.html' title='Damn...'/><author><name>Forevergray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12718070655265396189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://es.geocities.com/laoctavafantasia/Galeria/squall11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245837.post-109552724031451909</id><published>2004-09-18T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-18T10:07:20.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ivan, you son of a bitch!</title><content type='html'>Yeah, so, I got a cold from pushing lawn mowers inside while it was pouring down rain, and it we dont have internet at my house (so if anyone is wondering why I haven't been online, thats why)...but it could be worse...I still have a house, and its not underwater...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn you Ivan nonetheless, damn you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245837-109552724031451909?l=forevergray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevergray.blogspot.com/feeds/109552724031451909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245837&amp;postID=109552724031451909' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245837/posts/default/109552724031451909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245837/posts/default/109552724031451909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevergray.blogspot.com/2004/09/ivan-you-son-of-bitch.html' title='Ivan, you son of a bitch!'/><author><name>Forevergray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12718070655265396189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://es.geocities.com/laoctavafantasia/Galeria/squall11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245837.post-109517420835037040</id><published>2004-09-14T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-14T10:08:14.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Collegiate gripes</title><content type='html'>They raised the price of pepsi products in the Beach Cafe from $1.00 to $1.25, I went to quench my thirst with a Pepsi ONE the other day only to find out I was a quarter short. The guy recongnized me from last year though and gave it to me anyway, but it still sucks. Apparently we have a Coke contract, which blows goats cuz 4 out of 7 days the coke machines are empty. And those of us who wish to satisfy our thirsts with pepsi products are out of luck at 5:30, when it closes. WHAT ABOUT US EVENING CLASS PEOPLE?! Theres no justice in the world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bookstore won't let ya do credit (or debit, pick ur poison) card purchases under five dollars. WTF?! I go and try and secure myself some index cards (which I'm surprised didnt cost five dollars in that inflation riddled hell), I whip out my mighty Wachovia Bank Gold CheckCard (which I dont use anymore) and shes all like "You have to spend at least five dollars to use that." So I buy myself two candy bars and some gum. What crap. You'd think with the thousands they prolly reap off of us for books (and the lousy buy back rates) they'd be fine...but nooooooooooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The parking lot is alot more packed this year. Last year there was at least space up towards the road, but not this year. I use to park my Scion (RIP) up at the end to stay away from other cars, but I wouldnt be able to do that this year (not that I care...please someone fuck up my car so I can get a new one). They've added new parking, but its in some field thats behind the way. Granted this isnt as bad as parking at Towson (or so I hear...) but I still want a decent spot dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the life of me...I CANNOT understand &lt;a href="http://artweb.usmd.edu/"&gt;Artsys&lt;/a&gt;. This spiffy little tool we are supposed to use to tell us what credits can or cant transfer with us when we go on to four year schools. I'd go talk to the transfer office, but they make you sign in and wait....and wait...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and wait...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...while they help everyone else who doesnt understand how to use it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't get University of Baltimore's online application to work, everytime I try searching for my school code it craps out on me. I'd simply fill out the paper one, except im cheap, and I dont wanna pay the $35 application fee for paper when I can pay $20 online. Plus I wanna save trees, cuz the enviroment is cool and shit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda curious as to why a big section of the Great Hall is closed off...did someone die there? its a pretty big spot..was it a massacre?! Damn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245837-109517420835037040?l=forevergray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevergray.blogspot.com/feeds/109517420835037040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245837&amp;postID=109517420835037040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245837/posts/default/109517420835037040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245837/posts/default/109517420835037040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevergray.blogspot.com/2004/09/collegiate-gripes.html' title='Collegiate gripes'/><author><name>Forevergray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12718070655265396189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://es.geocities.com/laoctavafantasia/Galeria/squall11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245837.post-109509981846996590</id><published>2004-09-13T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T11:24:36.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I miss...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I miss having free time...those wasted moments of being able to sit around, do nothing and having the thought of having to be at work soon, or having schoolwork to do, lingering over my head. I miss being able to go out with my friends for late night Denny's run, making concoctions, and eating/drinking them (depends on the substance) to gross out my friends. I miss going out and doing whatever.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I KINDA miss Bj's. Sure the job sucked, but it was easy, and most of the people were really cool, and I could very easily kill ALOT of time just chilling and talking to them. I miss being able to bullshit up at the customer service desk (or jewelry counter) with Michelle. Plus they didn't give a shit about overtime, so I could pull of 50-60 hours a week, get nice ass paychecks, and not be written up for goin over 40. Hopefully that'll no longer be a concern once I get (if I get) the Specialist position.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As wierd as this may sound, I miss the college experience. Sure I don't have much of one being at community college, but the most important classes I have this semester are online, so I am not actually at the school that much. I miss being able to chill in the Great Hall, running into someone I know, and having a 30 minute conversation. I miss meeting up w/ Carrie in the mornings and skipping statistics just to chill and talk and shit.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I miss the apartment...sure, it in of itself sucked, and Jess and Ron could easily push ya over the edge, but there was always someone (in most cases many people) there, and always something to do.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I miss not having to worry about bills...I miss only having the cell phone, now I dont have that (for the time being), but I have insurance, gas, tuition, parents rent, and all that shit.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I miss skipping school and bullshitting w/ Adam. God times have changed, now hes married and expecting a kid.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I miss my Y membership...it was a good way to blow off a couple hours, and lose weight while doing it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I miss walking...believe it or not. I didn't mind walking to school, but I'm in the mindsight now that tells me "why walk you moron, you have a car right there". So I don't walk.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've been thinking alot recently about how I really don't have a life anymore. I work 40 hours a week, go to school full time, and my free time is spent doing homework, usually while trying to make myself seem sociable by talking online.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blah...time for Statistics&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To be continued...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245837-109509981846996590?l=forevergray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevergray.blogspot.com/feeds/109509981846996590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245837&amp;postID=109509981846996590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245837/posts/default/109509981846996590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245837/posts/default/109509981846996590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevergray.blogspot.com/2004/09/things-i-miss.html' title='Things I miss...'/><author><name>Forevergray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12718070655265396189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://es.geocities.com/laoctavafantasia/Galeria/squall11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245837.post-109496350912598458</id><published>2004-09-12T01:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-11T21:32:35.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BOO MONKEY YA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Bla bla blabity bla...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wish I was able to have myself a full day off...one where I don't have to go to work, or school, or worry about homework, or all that shit...a day of total relaxation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...talk about a pipedream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My days off now HAVE to be Mondays and Wednesdays (oh, and Saturday mornings now) because of school...when im not in school, im babysitting, or working, or trying to do my homework...i have a feeling its gonna bite me in the ass soon...its starting to nibble now, I have two chapters to read for business law and four questions to answer by tonight (today being September 12th...12:24am).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was September 11th...I was watching something on MSNBC about it before I went to work...it was kinda depressing...but I'm glad the world is moving on while not forgetting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pudding is wierd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristin and I are just gonna be friends, which is cool with me. I couldn't see myself being with her anyway...i unno...blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is definately elsewhere...but I dunno what good its going to do me...she must have some happiness where she is now...otherwise I'd steal her away in a heartbeat...God I wanna steal her away!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention that pudding is wierd?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait until I am done college...at least the community college aspect...im excited about transferring...seeing what REAL college is like...another reason I'm excited about transferring is that I'll be living on my own while I'm at University of Baltimore..which would be awesome..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..so long as I get the promotion at work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..interviews are next week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..it sounds positive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...but i dunno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...BLAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245837-109496350912598458?l=forevergray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevergray.blogspot.com/feeds/109496350912598458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245837&amp;postID=109496350912598458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245837/posts/default/109496350912598458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245837/posts/default/109496350912598458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevergray.blogspot.com/2004/09/boo-monkey-ya.html' title='BOO MONKEY YA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Forevergray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12718070655265396189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://es.geocities.com/laoctavafantasia/Galeria/squall11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245837.post-109473844435428635</id><published>2004-09-09T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T07:00:44.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Like...whoa...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;My first real entry :::breaks out the camera, for these are Kodak moments:::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Not a whole lot has been going on in the world of Steve recently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;The vet sent us a card giving their condolensces about Kacie...which was really nice...depressing...but nice. It may be really uber wierd to be really depressed about the loss of a cat, but she was our cat for 16 years, ever since she was a lil kitten who used to step in her food. And I haven't had too much death in my family (my aunt only...i miss her too), so it's all hard, whether human or feline or whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;School be good to me. As stated before (in my easyjournal), Statistics is treating me alot better second time around. I have a very good understanding of what is going on, and when I don't, the teacher works to make it very clear for us. My other classes are going good too...I havent started History yet, but that should be fun nonetheless. My least favorite is prolly Business&lt;/span&gt; Law, which I do like, but its the least interesting thing on my schedule. The chapters in the book are long, and I'm not all that interested in business law in general. Criminal law, yes...business law, no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Love life...what love life? As is the story of my life, the girl I love is happy with another guy, and the girl I'm dating is wierd. The whole is wierd to begin with because she is my manager, but she is just making it wierder. She's cool to hang out with though, and she is a good friend, but I don't see evolving into much past that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Work life...haven't heard anything on the interviews for the specialists positions, it still looks promising though, so stay tuned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Pudding is very wierd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245837-109473844435428635?l=forevergray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevergray.blogspot.com/feeds/109473844435428635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245837&amp;postID=109473844435428635' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245837/posts/default/109473844435428635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245837/posts/default/109473844435428635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevergray.blogspot.com/2004/09/likewhoa.html' title='Like...whoa...'/><author><name>Forevergray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12718070655265396189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://es.geocities.com/laoctavafantasia/Galeria/squall11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245837.post-109473664061602848</id><published>2004-09-09T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T06:36:51.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pie?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;SUP WORLD?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;My name is Stephen Gray, and I'm an alcoholic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;::ficticious clapping::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Actually, I am a 20 year old college student who hails from the mighty town on Westminster, MD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;I currently attend Carroll Community College and am pursuing a Legal Studies A.A.. I hope to transfer to University of Baltimore next fall, get my bachelors, get into law school, and eventually mosey my way on over to the States Attorney's office for some Criminal Prosecution action.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;WOOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Enough about that though, I am starting to new blog and discontinuing my old easyjournal. Why? Because journals are SOO last year, and Blogs are the way to go, plus it sounds cool...blog :::giggles:::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;For those of you who want some backstory into me, check out &lt;a href="http://forevergray.easyjournal.com"&gt;http://forevergray.easyjournal.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;For those who don't well....FUCK YOU TOO BASTARDS! (j/k)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;And now for the main event, I am going to type one of my favorite song's lyrics in webdings font.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Still Laughing - by Lostprophets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;come take a look, because all this could mean that i, don't really care who ends up getting hurt please take a look if its judgment vs. instinct how do i feel when my feelings don't even work know that i'll be there cos i can see it in your smile time stood still for me when u call said i answer me this yes all i have is questions you cant slip away and hide behind a false truth time takes too long just seems like i'm still standing here now and i can't even feel the rain that hits my shores know that i'll b there cos i can see it in your eyes time stood still for me when u call i'm still waiting i still breathe that's a sign that i'm still me i'm still breathing i can see so i must b alive for real when will i get there i should be here by now got it all worked out did i see you laughing yet funny, its not me in time all i want is it away got too long and now its gone, its gone i'm still waiting i still breathe that's a sign that i'm still me i'm still breathing i can see so i must b alive for real so i must b alive for real yeah so i must b alive for real so i must b alive for real &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Webdings;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This has been a Stephen M. Gray production.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245837-109473664061602848?l=forevergray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forevergray.blogspot.com/feeds/109473664061602848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245837&amp;postID=109473664061602848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245837/posts/default/109473664061602848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245837/posts/default/109473664061602848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forevergray.blogspot.com/2004/09/pie.html' title='Pie?!'/><author><name>Forevergray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12718070655265396189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://es.geocities.com/laoctavafantasia/Galeria/squall11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
