My turn to write a list of ten things no one needed to know about me.

10 things no one needed to know...

1.  I wasn't officially potty trained till I was like 6.  It wasn't that I didn't have the ability or the desire to be potty trained... it was basically because I didn't want to take the time to go to the bathroom... I felt, at 6, that life, and enjoying it, was too important to stop and take time to pee anywhere besides your pants.  

2.  I lived in the Dominican Republic for 15 months... in rehab! 

3.  I gave myself two tattoos when I was 16.  One of a cross and one of a sun with a crescent moon on the inside of it.  

4.  I purposely peed on my sisters toilet seat as a welcome home gift after her honeymoon.  

5.  When I was 16 I stole an entire season of a television show from Target... the show was "The O.C." I also stole tooth paste from Kroger once... and a steak from the meats section.  Don't worry, this was before rehab.  

6.  I locked my grandmother in the basement once after she yelled at me for not getting off of the computer fast enough.  

7.  I have two pokemon video games on my computer and still play them.  

8.  After being in the Dominican Republic for 15 months the FIRST movie I watched upon arriving home was Mean Girls.  

9.  I rode my bike completely naked around my street merely for shock value.

10.  My friend Shawn and I once found a big plastic sandbox in the shape of a tug boat.  We emptied the sand out and sailed it down our creek... and it totally worked.  

I want to apologize

I complained a lot in my pervious blog about a wreck and all the traffic I was stuck in.  Well the person who was in the wreck was a friend of mine and a friend of my cousins.  His name is Richard Byrd and he lives in my cousins town.  he has a punchured lung, broken arm and leg.  He will be fine, but I am pretty ashamed that I got so upset about an hour or so of waiting around when my friend is lucky to be alive and I did nothing to show him any respect.  That's all. 

This Is Crazy

So I am sitting in traffic 1/2 mile away from my exit and there is a wreck blocking my exit.  Not only is it nuts that I am SOOOO close to my destination, but I also have freaking internet access!  And it's high speed too.  I have no idea where I am getting internet from, but somehow I am connected.  So I am on my way to visit my cousin Rob, who goes to Sewanee University, about 1 1/2 hours away from me.  I first went 25 miles out of the way which means I got to drive 25 miles back to get to where I needed to be.  So after 50 useless miles, I was feeling pretty tired and ready to get to his college... BUT NO!  I AM STUCK IN STUPID TRAFFIC WAITING...  When I stopped here it was sunny, now the sun has almost completely gone down.  I also have to pee.  I am hungry too... now that I think about it.  Well I am sounding like such a complainer so maybe I will change the subject.  I am successfully one week free of Lost.  Well that is except for the one episode I watched on TV last night. I strongly suggest that show... but I have a pretty addictive personality, so chances are I just thought it was so good because I was addicted to it.  I ordered a shirt the other day.  It is a shirt of a band who I love but is not together anymore.  The shirt was very difficult to come across and shipping was even 15 bucks and so I ended up spending like 40 bucks... but I didn't care I was just really excited to finally get this shirt.  All the had were smalls left and so I was hoping it would fit.  Well it probably would have fit if it wasn't a girls small.  I was so incredibly pissed.  I finally find this shirt and the only remaining size is a girls small.  So now I am looking to sell this shirt.  The shirt is a Jump Little Children shirt, and it's totally cool, so if you're interested, let me know.  Alright, I am going to find something else to do.  Peace. 

I AM SO FREAKIN AWESOME!

So.... I just finished watching EIGHTY 45 minute long episodes of Lost in the last 6 days.  That means that I have averaged 13.3 episodes a day.  That's 9.975 hours of Lost daily, not to mention I still had time for roughly three hours of class a day, meals, homework and sleeping.  Many people might think that I am obsessive, some might say that I am crazy or antisocial. However, I am hear to tell you that accomplishing this incredible feat does not make me any of those things; it only makes me awesome.  So yeah, I feel pretty good about what I've done.  I guess the reason I am writing this blog is because I don't have anything else to do now... 

Seriously...?

So I got a call from a number I didn't know, today in the middle of my Biology lab, and I ignored it.  I would have kept ignoring it except that this person called me like 4 times in a row.  I finally stopped dissecting the fetal pig I was working on, went out of the room and answered the call.  It was Bailey and I assumed it was something super important because she called me 4 times in a row.  Well she needed to ask me for a website address so that she could watch a movie online for a class so she wouldn't have to read the book.  I was pretty pissed.  Anyways, the fetal pig dissection was pretty gross.  I am the only guy in a class of 15 and so naturally I am the one elected to do all the cutting.  Today I basically cut the cheeks so that I could rip the jaw open and we could see inside the pigs mouth.  There was a lot of juices, a lot of tearing and a lot of cracking.  It was not a pleasant.  School is beginning to get kind of hard.  That's all.  

My Theology Teacher is an A-hole

So today in class we were supposed to have a certain book with us.  Apparently a lot of students forgot the book and the teacher began asking the students without the book, "why don't you have your book?" "I forgot, I forgot, I forgot," were the answers from everyone until it got to me.  Well I knew that all those students didn't just "forget" and I knew that I didn't just "forget", so I decided I wouldn't lie about it.  When he asked me why I didn't have my book I told him that I had a lot of books already in my bag and that since we hadn't been using the books hardly at all that I didn't bring them because I assumed we wouldn't need them and I didn't want to lug around the extra weight of three books.  Well instead of applauding my honesty he gave me hell.  He asked me "HAVE YOU EVEN BEEN IN CLASS!!!??? HAVE YOU BEEN LISTENING!!!???"  I told him that I had and that I take notes everyday.  I don't know, I think it was super lame of him to both call me out in front of the class and also to get so pissed off because I didn't like to him.  I mean I guess I could have taken the easy way out and said that I misplaced it or forgot it or whatever, but I think it's more important to tell the truth and upset someone then it is to lie and be totally comfortable with it.  So anyways my cat was discovered yesterday.  I might not be able to keep her.  I am freaking out.  She's like my child.  So anyways, pray that something works out to where I can keep her or at least get her back by the end of the semester.  Ok, peace out.  

I KNOW SOMETHING THAT YOU DON"T KNOW!!!

...That's all.