Now I remember why I went to college-and it sure wasn't to learn, I can tell ya that much! It was the fact that I don't have to go until September; I get done early May; I get a month off for Christmas; and, even when I am there, I don't have to waste 8 hours of my day in class. See, if there is one important lesson I've learned this past year, it's this: you have to keep things in perspective. For example, four (maybe more) years from now when I have my degree and it's time to look for a job in a studio somewhere, I seriously doubt they will look at my transcript and say, "Well, you have a music degree, and you certainly know what you're doing here, but I just can't get past that B in physics." I also don't think I'm going to hear this very often: "Hmmmm, C in economics, huh. You obviously know nothing about music." As my friend, and former hall mate, Kristi would say, "C's and D's get degrees!" That's my motto and I'm sticking to it. Yeah right! If you know me at all, you know I will not be happy unless I am doing exceptionally well. You also know what a workhorse I am, and that I have no social life because I'm cooped up in my room all day studying my brains out. K, you pick which one you want to believe.
JOKE OF THE MONTH:
A big company is having some troubles and decides to hire a new CEO to come in and shake things up a bit. The new CEO thinks the company "needs to get rid of the slackers." On his tour of the building he notices a man leaning up against a wall. In order to show that he means business, the CEO marches up to the man and asks, "How much money do you make in a week?" The man, looking quite surprised, responds, "I make $200 a week, why?" The CEO throws $200 at the man and shouts, "Here's a weeks pay! Now, get out!" The man hurries away. After he is gone, the CEO asks, "Does anyone know what that slacker was doing here?" A worker in the back speaks up and says, "Delivering a pizza."
RANDOM ACTS OF.INSANITY:
Steph and I thought we were so clever one night. Jamie was going to take us to Perkins. We were already ready to go, so we decided to walk to his car and meet him rather than waiting for him to pick us up. We got to his car and Steph said it would be funny if we hid in the back of his truck and scared him when he started it up. We both agreed that, yes, this would in fact be funny. We climbed inside and laid down giggling as we thought about how scared he would be. We must have waited there for at least 20 minutes. We thought we were being so sneaky. A girl saw us through the window and we both got all freaked out until she left. At that point we realized that we were not actually that clever or sneaky, but we waited anyway because we still thought we were funny. Finally, we saw Jamie come out of the building. Suddenly, Steph realized that he was going to throw his backpack in the back and see us. I told her just to yell when he threw it in. We did. And we scared him-bad! Steph started apologizing for scaring him so bad. I just laughed and said, "I'm not sorry! We've been in this dirty thing for 20 minutes! I'm glad we scared the poop outa ya!" I think deep deep down inside Jamie really appreciated it.
QUOTE CORNER:
"You found me! You win a beer!" -Fez
DEEP THOUGHTS:
� I hope if dogs ever take over the world and they choose a king, they don't just go by size because I bet there are some Chihuahuas with some pretty good ideas.
� If you ever catch on fire, try to avoid looking in a mirror because I bet that will really throw you into a panic.
WORDS FROM THE WISE:
Here's an interesting tidbit. MSN won't let you include "help" in your display name. I was trying to change my name to "need help with physics" in hopes that someone who knew a little about it could assist me. But, a message kept popping up that said the display name was invalid. I tried "need with physics," and it worked. I just typed "help" and got the same message. I thought this was strange, but figured it was some sort of security precaution. Just to test it, I typed, "shoot," "gun," "kill," "bang," and "death." It let me put all of these, but not help. Yeah, it's a good thing they don't allow anyone to put that. Someone could get hurt!
MY SISTER THE RETARD:
Okay, at the risk of making myself look like just as big of a retard as my sister, if not bigger, I'm going to tell this story. You may remember the severe windstorm that hit us a couple of weeks ago. Two very creative (and quite bored) girls-Blake and Kristen-persuaded me to come out and see the game they had made up. Reluctantly I agreed. As I walked outside, I saw both of them on roller blades with umbrellas in their hands. They would hold them up and the wind would pull them down the sidewalk. As much as I wanted to make fun of them, all I could think was, "hmmm, that looks like fun!" I immediately put my roller blades on and challenged Blake to a race! The rules were simple-the wind had to be the source of your speed. There was no actual blading allowed. First one across the finish line wins. Both of us took umbrellas down to the end of the street. Kristen ran down to the finish line to flag the beginning of the race. We stood in anticipation as she held out the flag (broom). As she lifted the flag (broom) and sounded the call, we opened our umbrellas and held them high. Like a flash we were off! We both sailed ahead, neck and neck. Then the wind took hold of my umbrella and flipped it inside out. Blake raced on as I tried frantically to fix my umbrella. Blake looked back when she was a few feet from the finish line and saw me a few feet from the starting line yelling and trying to pull the umbrella back against the wind. Needless to say, I lost. However, I think Blake received her fair share of the embarrassment when she past the finish line, tripped, and landed on her face in the neighbor's yard!
SAY WHAT?!:
This could only happen with Laura and me: We ran into each other on MSN a few nights ago. I knew she only had a week left of school and I wanted to take her out to lunch before she was done. I asked her if she would like to go to lunch. However, as you know if you use MSN, sometimes while you are typing, the other person types something and you miss it. This is exactly what happened. I figured that she saw my question and was going to answer it after she finished her thought, so I didn't repeat it. I then mentioned that we should watch the movie "Best in Show" sometime. I then asked again if she would like to go, but I didn't specify that I meant go to lunch. She said yes. We then started making plans to go. However, she thought we were making plans to go to the movie, and I thought we were making plans to go to lunch. It wasn't until she asked, "Where is it playing?" that I knew something wasn't right. I finally said, "Are you talking about lunch? Cuz I am." When we figured out what had happened, we laughed and said that only we could carry on an entire conversation talking about two completely different things. I said that I could just hear Tyson saying, "See!! You don't even know what each other are talking about! How should I?!" Ahhh, what a great relationship we have!
SIGN OFF:
Hang in there, seniors. Only 3 more days!
-brit
