I'm gonna make this one a quick and short blog. I actually slept well last night after taking 3 Tylenol P.M.'s instead of the recommended 2. I woke up at 9, studied for my music exam. That was not a fun exam. Then I had X-158, went to DU, watched some HIMYM(how i met your mother), and went home. I was still kinda tired, so I took a nap, woke up, made some rice for dinner, and went shopping for more groceries because rice was about the only thing that I had left. Hung out, watched tv, played video games, and now i'm going to bed with 3 more tylenol.
goodnight blogger.
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Monday, February 22, 2010
2/21/10
So these past few days have been really boring because I wake up at 5PM and do nothing all day. So after waking up with 75% of my day gone, I made some shells and cheese, and watched TV until chapter. Chapter was normal. Then I came home and played games and watched tv.
Now I got the boring part out of the way. Instead of just having a short little paragraph about how my day sucked, I'm gonna start writing a little bit more. Today's topic: elementary school teachers/memories
Preschool-Mrs. Hahn and Mrs. High. From what I remember, we would come in and play on one of those indoor plastic playsets with the little 2 foot long slide. Man it was fun back then. Then after everyone got there we'd say the pledge, a prayer, and then we'd try to complete as many challenges in a day as we could. We'd have to tie our shoes, count to 10, and do other things, and some days if we did really well, we would get to pick out of the prize drawer. We'd also have story time. It always confused me, because she would open the closet, reach onto the top shelf, and when she came out, her hand had magically turned into a sock puppet!!! Then we'd get little dixie cups and we could have white or chocolate milk, and then we would all use our own measuring systems to somehow count how much milk we had. I hated the girl next to me, cause she always counted a lot of milk in hers.
Kindergarten- Mrs. Burnhardt and Mrs. Farver. Mrs. Burnhardt was awesome and was very calm. Mrs. Farver had a temper and got angry very easily. We'd come in, pick out a carpet square, and sit on it until everyone got there. We'd say the pledge and a prayer and just like preschool, we had a list of tasks, but these were a little harder. I remember one of them was to tell the teacher what time it was on the clock. After tasks were done, we would do the letter of the day. The teachers got lazy then and gave us some recess, and then parents picked us up at like noon.
1st grade- Mrs. Ruttan. BITCH!!!! She was terrible with kids and seemed to hate her job. There was a day that we were working on geo-boards. Those are the wooden squares with like 100 nails sticking out of it, and you put rubber bands on it to make different shapes. She was talking to Nathan, and I tapped her on the shoulder to hand in my board. Her hands were full of boards that were already turned in, and when she turned around, one of those nails caught me right in the face, half an inch away from my left eye. 1st grade wasn't too nice to me. I was walking in to school, and we were running a little late, and when I opened the door, it opened right over my toe, and hurt like hell. When I got to the classroom I took my shoe off to see a sock covered in blood. A friend helped me to the nurse, and I got to go home that day. I had to have my whole toenail on my big toe cut off.
This is getting pretty long, so I'm gonna continue on with the next few grades tomorrow.
Goodnight blogger
Now I got the boring part out of the way. Instead of just having a short little paragraph about how my day sucked, I'm gonna start writing a little bit more. Today's topic: elementary school teachers/memories
Preschool-Mrs. Hahn and Mrs. High. From what I remember, we would come in and play on one of those indoor plastic playsets with the little 2 foot long slide. Man it was fun back then. Then after everyone got there we'd say the pledge, a prayer, and then we'd try to complete as many challenges in a day as we could. We'd have to tie our shoes, count to 10, and do other things, and some days if we did really well, we would get to pick out of the prize drawer. We'd also have story time. It always confused me, because she would open the closet, reach onto the top shelf, and when she came out, her hand had magically turned into a sock puppet!!! Then we'd get little dixie cups and we could have white or chocolate milk, and then we would all use our own measuring systems to somehow count how much milk we had. I hated the girl next to me, cause she always counted a lot of milk in hers.
Kindergarten- Mrs. Burnhardt and Mrs. Farver. Mrs. Burnhardt was awesome and was very calm. Mrs. Farver had a temper and got angry very easily. We'd come in, pick out a carpet square, and sit on it until everyone got there. We'd say the pledge and a prayer and just like preschool, we had a list of tasks, but these were a little harder. I remember one of them was to tell the teacher what time it was on the clock. After tasks were done, we would do the letter of the day. The teachers got lazy then and gave us some recess, and then parents picked us up at like noon.
1st grade- Mrs. Ruttan. BITCH!!!! She was terrible with kids and seemed to hate her job. There was a day that we were working on geo-boards. Those are the wooden squares with like 100 nails sticking out of it, and you put rubber bands on it to make different shapes. She was talking to Nathan, and I tapped her on the shoulder to hand in my board. Her hands were full of boards that were already turned in, and when she turned around, one of those nails caught me right in the face, half an inch away from my left eye. 1st grade wasn't too nice to me. I was walking in to school, and we were running a little late, and when I opened the door, it opened right over my toe, and hurt like hell. When I got to the classroom I took my shoe off to see a sock covered in blood. A friend helped me to the nurse, and I got to go home that day. I had to have my whole toenail on my big toe cut off.
This is getting pretty long, so I'm gonna continue on with the next few grades tomorrow.
Goodnight blogger
Sunday, February 21, 2010
2/20/10
This morning started off the same way the rest have. I woke up at like 3PM and made some lunch. Today was a really lame day for me. I sat in bed and watched transformers/ratatouille. We got a ticket from the city for not putting our trash out, so we put it in my neighbors truck, and took it to the dumpster at the fraternity.
I took another nap, was really lazy for the rest of the day, and didn't do anything useful.
Hopefully I'll get over this insomnia thing soon. It's just really annoying that I can't fall asleep at night, but then at like 7 or 8 when the sun starts shining through my window, I get tired and fall asleep until 3 or 4, and then I feel like a useless bum. Tried taking a couple tylenol PM's. That didnt work. I've tried staying up all night, all day, and then going to bed at a normal time the next night, but I wake up after sleeping for 2-3 hours and can't fall back asleep. I'm gonna try taking some Nyquil Sunday night so I can get some sleep before the week starts. I just hate the taste of it though. I can't stand cough syrups. The after taste just lingers in my mouth and ugggh!!! I just dont like it.
I'm gonna try to go to sleep now that it's 5:57AM on Sunday morning.
Goodnight blogger.
I took another nap, was really lazy for the rest of the day, and didn't do anything useful.
Hopefully I'll get over this insomnia thing soon. It's just really annoying that I can't fall asleep at night, but then at like 7 or 8 when the sun starts shining through my window, I get tired and fall asleep until 3 or 4, and then I feel like a useless bum. Tried taking a couple tylenol PM's. That didnt work. I've tried staying up all night, all day, and then going to bed at a normal time the next night, but I wake up after sleeping for 2-3 hours and can't fall back asleep. I'm gonna try taking some Nyquil Sunday night so I can get some sleep before the week starts. I just hate the taste of it though. I can't stand cough syrups. The after taste just lingers in my mouth and ugggh!!! I just dont like it.
I'm gonna try to go to sleep now that it's 5:57AM on Sunday morning.
Goodnight blogger.
Saturday, February 20, 2010
2/19/10
Today was a good day. Kinda. I didn't fall asleep until about 7AM. Woke up around 2PM feeling like crap for missing half of the day. My roommate and I haven't really been getting along lately, but we walked to Wendy's which is like 3 blocks away from my house. I bought a pizza last week, so he owed me money for, so he bought my lunch. I looked at the menu, saw the sandwhich with a bunch of bacon on in, and fell it love. Well, I ordered the wrong thing. It was a number 4, I ordered the number 5. It still had bacon on it, but it wasn't what I wanted. I was a little bit disappointed, but at the same time, I was having an awesome Wendy's meal, so everything worked out fine.
Oh yeah, after we ordered and were waiting for our food, I realized that today was Friday. Remember the whole Catholic thing? Yeah, well, we don't eat meat on Fridays, so I messed that one up.
The IU Sing program was tonight at seven, so after spending the rest of my day playing my online game, some Xbox, and watching TV, I got ready and went to the house. We all met in the formal so we could walk over together.
Our house was paired with ADPi, and our skit was about Saturday Night Live. It was actually really good, and was really funny. I left at the intermission halfway through the show, but when everybody got back after the show, they said we didn't even place. This was kind of disappointing because I felt like our performance was a lot better than the rest of the people's, but I guess I'm a little biased.
I came home after that and tonight is going to be another relaxing night without partying for me. I'm playing video games and will probably watch some movies until i fall asleep, like I do every night.
Oh yeah, after we ordered and were waiting for our food, I realized that today was Friday. Remember the whole Catholic thing? Yeah, well, we don't eat meat on Fridays, so I messed that one up.
The IU Sing program was tonight at seven, so after spending the rest of my day playing my online game, some Xbox, and watching TV, I got ready and went to the house. We all met in the formal so we could walk over together.
Our house was paired with ADPi, and our skit was about Saturday Night Live. It was actually really good, and was really funny. I left at the intermission halfway through the show, but when everybody got back after the show, they said we didn't even place. This was kind of disappointing because I felt like our performance was a lot better than the rest of the people's, but I guess I'm a little biased.
I came home after that and tonight is going to be another relaxing night without partying for me. I'm playing video games and will probably watch some movies until i fall asleep, like I do every night.
Friday, February 19, 2010
2/18/10
A lot of people in my life don't know that I'm Catholic. I was born and raised Catholic, went to school every Sunday, and went to a Catholic school from Preschool to 8th grade. I'm kind of ashamed that this has happened, but I've stopped going to church, I don't let people know my beliefs, and I've become a poor excuse for a Catholic.
The Reason I brought this up is because Wednesday was Ash Wednesday in the Catholic church. That the beginning of a time we call Lent. It's a time for repentance and reflection. Growing up, we all had to give up something like pop or candy for the 40 days of Lent. I never found any real purpose in that, so I decided to do something that might help me reflect a little more. I'm gonna try to blog every day for Lent. If it sticks, I might just keep writing everyday.
So to begin the first blog, I wanna talk about my day today. I went to bed at midnight last night after only getting 4 hours of sleep the previous night. I didn't take any naps the previous day, so I was thinking that I was gonna have a good nights sleep. Wrong. I fell asleep at midnight, and woke up 2 hours later. I rolled over and tried to go back to sleep, but it wasn't working. I could feal myself trying to force my body to go back to sleep, and my body wasn't happy with that at all. It was ready to wake up, even tho I wasn't.
Class at 9:30 was skipped because I fell back asleep at 8AM. I had an adviser meeting at 2:30. I woke up for a couple minutes to get online and cancel that. I guess I'll just go to walk-in hours on Friday. Class at 4 was skipped, because I was still sleeping. I finally woke up around 5:45 and decided to quit being lazy for the rest of the day.
I went downstairs, played some Call of Duty. After an hour or so of that, I went to the kitchen to try to make some chicken and dumplings. I had gotten all the ingredients for it last week, but didn't know how to make it like my mom does. I gave her a call, but she didnt pick up. I decided to just some ravioli in a can. 30 minutes after I finish eating this disgusting, non-filling ravioli, I get a call from my mom asking me if there was a problem because I usually don't call her unless I need something important or there's an emergency. After assuring her I was fine and telling her that I just needed to know how to cook something, she explained everything, and then went back to work. I was kind of hungry, but this recipe makes a lot of food, so I decided not to make it, for now at least.
I sat down and watched some TV for a while. I'm still in my pajamas, sitting around the house doing nothing productive, so I decided to make the chicken and dumplings. It only took about 15 minutes, and there was a ton of if! I called my roommate up, and shared some with him, and finished watching some TV shows.
There's a party at the house tonight, but I couldn't decide if i should go or not. I don't drink, so usually I just help out with the music, security, or dance. After sitting around some more, playing some games on my computer, and being a lazy bum, I decided to just stay in for the night.
I've been downloading movies recently. I just got some really good ones like Avatar, The Book of Eli, The Time Travelers Wife, some more Disney movies, and Marley and Me. I watch a couple every night since I usually don't sleep. Tonight I watched Cars for the second time. I fell asleep about 30 minutes into it, and slept for about an hour. I woke up towards the end, a really good part of the movie if you know whats gone on in the beginning. After trying to fall back asleep, I gave up and just started watching the rest of that.
So now that I was up and not gonna fall back asleep soon, I started watching the rest of Marley and Me which I had started in the morning when I wasn't sleeping and paused so that I wouldn't miss any of it. I had seen in before, about a year ago when I was with my girlfriend. If your haven't seen or heard what happens at the end, don't read on because I'm about to spoil it. The dog that the guy got right after he got married, grows up, becomes a major part of the family, and after probably 12 years, the dog dies. It's a yellow lab, just like I had. It got old and sick, just like my dog. It looked and acted JUST like my dog did. My dogs name was Bella, and about 5 years ago, my dad had to take her in and have her put down. The same thing happens in the movie, so both of the times that I've watched the movie, I start hysterically crying when he takes the dog in and has it put down.
I loved my dog, Bella. She was rescued from the humane society in Indy by my step-mom's friend. They had two dogs, and we had to dog sit for them a couple times. Chloe was everybody's favorite dog. Chloe behaved a little better, looked a little cuter, and was just a better dog. I realized this, and I would always pay more attention to Bella. I would take her on walk, and play with her. The owner got sick of Bella, so my step-mom adopted her and brought her home one day. Bella became part of the family. She learned to trust us, and she really loved us. We would let her outside to play and go to the restroom, and we would hear a bark at the front door an hour or 2 later when she came home and decided she wanted back in.
I only stayed with my dad and step-mom on the weekends, so that was the only time I would see Bella. I never had a bed at my dad's house, so I would sleep on the couch. Bella had her own padded cushion on the floor, but when I came to stay, her bed was on the couch, right next to me. Over the years, I bonded with this dog so much. During the summer about 5 years ago, she got very sick. She had trouble walking, getting up from her bed, and just looked miserable all the time. I barely saw her, but when I did, she somehow got enough strength to get up, and run to me. That dog was something special. I thought she was gonna be strong and live forever, but there came the time, when she couldnt even walk to get her food or water. My dad had to pick her up and carry her to the car to take her to the vet. She didn't come back with him.
At school and at church, I was always told that animals didn't have souls and would not be going to heaven like we do when we die. I'd have to disagree with the church on that one. Bella had a soul. After knowing this animal, and seeing that it can love and be loved, I know for a fact that God wouldn't keep Bella from being in a better place.
Goodnight blogger,
Jimmy Carnes
3:20AM 2/19/10
The Reason I brought this up is because Wednesday was Ash Wednesday in the Catholic church. That the beginning of a time we call Lent. It's a time for repentance and reflection. Growing up, we all had to give up something like pop or candy for the 40 days of Lent. I never found any real purpose in that, so I decided to do something that might help me reflect a little more. I'm gonna try to blog every day for Lent. If it sticks, I might just keep writing everyday.
So to begin the first blog, I wanna talk about my day today. I went to bed at midnight last night after only getting 4 hours of sleep the previous night. I didn't take any naps the previous day, so I was thinking that I was gonna have a good nights sleep. Wrong. I fell asleep at midnight, and woke up 2 hours later. I rolled over and tried to go back to sleep, but it wasn't working. I could feal myself trying to force my body to go back to sleep, and my body wasn't happy with that at all. It was ready to wake up, even tho I wasn't.
Class at 9:30 was skipped because I fell back asleep at 8AM. I had an adviser meeting at 2:30. I woke up for a couple minutes to get online and cancel that. I guess I'll just go to walk-in hours on Friday. Class at 4 was skipped, because I was still sleeping. I finally woke up around 5:45 and decided to quit being lazy for the rest of the day.
I went downstairs, played some Call of Duty. After an hour or so of that, I went to the kitchen to try to make some chicken and dumplings. I had gotten all the ingredients for it last week, but didn't know how to make it like my mom does. I gave her a call, but she didnt pick up. I decided to just some ravioli in a can. 30 minutes after I finish eating this disgusting, non-filling ravioli, I get a call from my mom asking me if there was a problem because I usually don't call her unless I need something important or there's an emergency. After assuring her I was fine and telling her that I just needed to know how to cook something, she explained everything, and then went back to work. I was kind of hungry, but this recipe makes a lot of food, so I decided not to make it, for now at least.
I sat down and watched some TV for a while. I'm still in my pajamas, sitting around the house doing nothing productive, so I decided to make the chicken and dumplings. It only took about 15 minutes, and there was a ton of if! I called my roommate up, and shared some with him, and finished watching some TV shows.
There's a party at the house tonight, but I couldn't decide if i should go or not. I don't drink, so usually I just help out with the music, security, or dance. After sitting around some more, playing some games on my computer, and being a lazy bum, I decided to just stay in for the night.
I've been downloading movies recently. I just got some really good ones like Avatar, The Book of Eli, The Time Travelers Wife, some more Disney movies, and Marley and Me. I watch a couple every night since I usually don't sleep. Tonight I watched Cars for the second time. I fell asleep about 30 minutes into it, and slept for about an hour. I woke up towards the end, a really good part of the movie if you know whats gone on in the beginning. After trying to fall back asleep, I gave up and just started watching the rest of that.
So now that I was up and not gonna fall back asleep soon, I started watching the rest of Marley and Me which I had started in the morning when I wasn't sleeping and paused so that I wouldn't miss any of it. I had seen in before, about a year ago when I was with my girlfriend. If your haven't seen or heard what happens at the end, don't read on because I'm about to spoil it. The dog that the guy got right after he got married, grows up, becomes a major part of the family, and after probably 12 years, the dog dies. It's a yellow lab, just like I had. It got old and sick, just like my dog. It looked and acted JUST like my dog did. My dogs name was Bella, and about 5 years ago, my dad had to take her in and have her put down. The same thing happens in the movie, so both of the times that I've watched the movie, I start hysterically crying when he takes the dog in and has it put down.
I loved my dog, Bella. She was rescued from the humane society in Indy by my step-mom's friend. They had two dogs, and we had to dog sit for them a couple times. Chloe was everybody's favorite dog. Chloe behaved a little better, looked a little cuter, and was just a better dog. I realized this, and I would always pay more attention to Bella. I would take her on walk, and play with her. The owner got sick of Bella, so my step-mom adopted her and brought her home one day. Bella became part of the family. She learned to trust us, and she really loved us. We would let her outside to play and go to the restroom, and we would hear a bark at the front door an hour or 2 later when she came home and decided she wanted back in.
I only stayed with my dad and step-mom on the weekends, so that was the only time I would see Bella. I never had a bed at my dad's house, so I would sleep on the couch. Bella had her own padded cushion on the floor, but when I came to stay, her bed was on the couch, right next to me. Over the years, I bonded with this dog so much. During the summer about 5 years ago, she got very sick. She had trouble walking, getting up from her bed, and just looked miserable all the time. I barely saw her, but when I did, she somehow got enough strength to get up, and run to me. That dog was something special. I thought she was gonna be strong and live forever, but there came the time, when she couldnt even walk to get her food or water. My dad had to pick her up and carry her to the car to take her to the vet. She didn't come back with him.
At school and at church, I was always told that animals didn't have souls and would not be going to heaven like we do when we die. I'd have to disagree with the church on that one. Bella had a soul. After knowing this animal, and seeing that it can love and be loved, I know for a fact that God wouldn't keep Bella from being in a better place.
Goodnight blogger,
Jimmy Carnes
3:20AM 2/19/10
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Uncle D's is the Best (zach is wrong)
Yeah, motherbears may be really awesome. But they have the worst breadsticks in bloomington, greasiest pizza, too much sauce, and WAY overpriced. I'll give Pizza X the win for breadstix. And Avers is a complete FAIL.
Reasons why I KNOW that Uncle D's has the best Pizza.
1. Taste- They have the best tasting Pizza. It's a New York style pizza that comes loaded with pepperoni's, a huge layer of cheese, and the perfect amount of sauce. Everything about this pizza was perfect. It wasn't too greasy, it didnt have any funky special spices, it was made just how a pizza should be made.
2. Price- $10 for a 14 inch pizza and a 2 liter of pop. We're in college, and that is the perfect price. With Pizza X, you get your big bargain, but after you pay the $1.50 for the extra sauce and anything else you want on your order, its at least $16. Motherbears is easily $20 for their special. And we already gave Avers a FAIL, so who cares about them.
3. Service-OK, they messed up my order. It was mostly my fault cause I didnt order the pizza by the name of the special, but i did ask for 2 drinks and only got 1. Also, the pizza was 4 inches too small. I called them back, explained what happened, and I got a new 14 inch pepperoni pizza and a 2 liter bottle of root beer in like 20 minutes. Plus I got to keep the first one, so that makes me very happy with their service.
4. I just wanted to prove Zach wrong.
So if you want a perfect Pizza, for a great price, call 812-339-2260 and order the "#1".
Reasons why I KNOW that Uncle D's has the best Pizza.
1. Taste- They have the best tasting Pizza. It's a New York style pizza that comes loaded with pepperoni's, a huge layer of cheese, and the perfect amount of sauce. Everything about this pizza was perfect. It wasn't too greasy, it didnt have any funky special spices, it was made just how a pizza should be made.
2. Price- $10 for a 14 inch pizza and a 2 liter of pop. We're in college, and that is the perfect price. With Pizza X, you get your big bargain, but after you pay the $1.50 for the extra sauce and anything else you want on your order, its at least $16. Motherbears is easily $20 for their special. And we already gave Avers a FAIL, so who cares about them.
3. Service-OK, they messed up my order. It was mostly my fault cause I didnt order the pizza by the name of the special, but i did ask for 2 drinks and only got 1. Also, the pizza was 4 inches too small. I called them back, explained what happened, and I got a new 14 inch pepperoni pizza and a 2 liter bottle of root beer in like 20 minutes. Plus I got to keep the first one, so that makes me very happy with their service.
4. I just wanted to prove Zach wrong.
So if you want a perfect Pizza, for a great price, call 812-339-2260 and order the "#1".
Sunday, January 24, 2010
How not to succeed in college
I think my biggest problem with school is that it is during the day. Yeah, I know thats normal for most people, but I seem to have it all backwards. I don't go to sleep until 4, 5, sometimes even 8 in the morning. When my alarm goes off 3 hours later, all I feel like doing is throwing it against the wall and going back to sleep for another 10 hours. It's not that I'm out partying until those late hours. I'm in bed at 2, trying to fall asleep, rolling around, thoughts racing through my head, and doing everything BUT NOT FALLING ASLEEP!!! I roll over, open my computer, play some Pandora, still can't fall asleep. Get on facebook, see that 12 other people have the same problem as me, talk to them for a little bit, then try falling asleep again. 1 more hour of trying to fall asleep, rolling around, thoughts racing through my head, and doing everything BUT NOT FALLING ASLEEP!!! Roll over again, open my laptop, play some addictinggames.com games, and check facebook and see 7 people still up. By this time, its 4 or 5, and I'm really tired. I try to fall asleep, but again... trying to fall asleep, rolling around, thoughts racing through my head and finally after laying there for another hour and a half, I fall asleep!!!! BEEP BEEP BEEP!!! i just got 3 hours of sleep, and its time for class!!!!
Now If this whole situation happened last semester, I'd say "fuck it, I'll just email someone and get the notes". I would turn off the alarm, and sleep till 3P.M. Well there we go. The insomniac cycle just began. So I stay up till 5 that night, make another excuse, and not go to class.
I'm on academic probation now. I can't miss anymore classes, because I can't afford to fail anymore courses. I have to attend my academic probation class or else I get expelled. I guess I have no choice but to go to class after only getting 3 hours of sleep.
Well it's 7:45A.M. on Sunday and I still havent fallen asleep, so I'm gonna go back through my sleep process, and maybe I'll be asleep by 8:30. I have to be up by 10 so I can get ready for a meeting at the union at 11, and then do homework all day, chapter at 8, ends at 11, go home and study for my quiz and hopefully, I'll be ready for bed by 2, and if I'm lucky, asleep by 4.
Now If this whole situation happened last semester, I'd say "fuck it, I'll just email someone and get the notes". I would turn off the alarm, and sleep till 3P.M. Well there we go. The insomniac cycle just began. So I stay up till 5 that night, make another excuse, and not go to class.
I'm on academic probation now. I can't miss anymore classes, because I can't afford to fail anymore courses. I have to attend my academic probation class or else I get expelled. I guess I have no choice but to go to class after only getting 3 hours of sleep.
Well it's 7:45A.M. on Sunday and I still havent fallen asleep, so I'm gonna go back through my sleep process, and maybe I'll be asleep by 8:30. I have to be up by 10 so I can get ready for a meeting at the union at 11, and then do homework all day, chapter at 8, ends at 11, go home and study for my quiz and hopefully, I'll be ready for bed by 2, and if I'm lucky, asleep by 4.
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