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Here ends the first week at PS. Living here is fun. Meeting some cool people. My suite-mates are cool. One is quiet, met him once. One is alot like me, and the other...isnt but we still get along fine. Today was the second day of most of my classes. I dropped fencing and made up a story about how i pulled out my shoulder...ok i didnt totally make it up. I did actually pull my shoulder at least twice over break...I just thought the class was lame and I wanted some extra nap time after my Business law class at 915. i still think my management and marketing classes will be my hardest classes.

Its late, enough about my classes. I was pleasantly surprised that I have very little to do for any class, for tuesday. ugh im tired. anyway, im driving up to ny to visit rachel<3 for the weekend amybe plus monday...idkyet. Ill pack to sty till monday but idk if her parents will be cool with that since I know she is getting close to midterms. OH ok random fact, wednesday when i was driving back to school, i was on I-76 and was stuck in the left lane. two trucks to the right, and grandpa in front of me. So someone starts tailgating me (btw i hate that cuz ive been hit in the rear twice and was almost part of a big accident. Anyway, this dude wanted me to speed up or pull over. HAHA, well theres a big truck to my right, and some 90-yr old dude in front of me...i can see this guy waving his arms at me and pointing at me...i ignore it. he flashes his lights and now im annoyed. Instead of doing stupid shit that PA drivers tend to do alot because they are oblivious to this thing that the rest of the country calls defensive driving (more on that later), all i did was put on my right blinker and start to slow down, slowly. No i didnt slam on my breaks, actually all i did was pull the car back into third gear and lift off the gas to make the engine do some breaking byitself (its not much) then I applied the breaks just enough so I knew my break lights were on. While slowing down, its obvious this guy is pissed...but Im making the situation safer by making both of us slow down (yes i know, and the people behind him) so im down to about 40mph and i finally get a chance to move over. He passes me and gives me the finger, I lol'd and thought about how many other people he would piss off that day and maybe someday karma will hit him in the back of the head and knock him the fuck out lol.

Oh yeah, I believe in karma. This is only kinda recent; past few years. Also religion-wise (if you care) I do believe that there is a higher power that we cannot directly communicate with but that affects us all. Call "it" whatever you want, but I know there is something, someone, watching over us. I feel all religions (generally) have the same feeling but they define this higher power...I cant yet.

Ok so I'm interested in religion just about as much as I care about politics. That isn't saying much. ::insert witty joke:: since I'm too tired to think of one. On the subject of politics, I have to read about this shit for four out of five classes (six if you count choir...and I dont. Choir is there to help boost my GPA since it has become super-lame...wait i ranted about this in an earlier post, well I'll rant about it after the next time i have to sit through another hour and 20 min of his blahblahblahblahblahblah). So one of my profs, Mitch Zimmer, is stuck in the 70s. SERIOUSLY, hes cool and all, but come on dude...comb-overs that obvious will make you fall into the category of "fashion victims" but those glasses are so thick you could...well...lemme put it this way, never take them off and point them in the sun. You will burn, instantly. Those spex are so thick I could use them to keep my car in the air. Those lenses are so thick I could measure the distance between now and that out of style thing you call "hair" that really should just be shaved off. You remind me of Stephen Hawking when he wasnt all "BLEHH" and "DEHH" from Parkinsons. You define "NERD"

OMFG FUNNY STORY! Tuesday, in marketing with Zimmer. Hes blabering on about how we are supposed to care about how he (being an engineer) became so entangled in the world of business...and why we should care (didnt I mention that?)...anyway, he goes "If you look in the dictionary for the word "Nerd", you'll find my picture". I actually lol'd out loud and he looked at me...I went straight to a poker face assuming that those binoculars he calls glasses might enable him to see the smirk on my face that blatently said "HOLY SHIT THATS WHAT I WAS THINKING!" Win for me?

I'm mad tired, I realized I can write better when:
1. I give a shit about what I'm writing about
2. I get started, THEN I get going on that thing everyone calls writing
and 3. I give a shit

Its like that golden rule in real-estate: Location, location, location. A beautiful house with 10 acres, a big garage, a disco, and some thing from the future that turns little capsules into a full dinner with only a drop of water (SHUT UP I WANT ONE DAMMIT!!!), located next to I-95 behind a truck stop but in front of those big gasoline tanks....isnt gonna be worth much. In fact, I bet I could shit in a bag and sell that on Craig's list for more than that house is worth (minus the "capsule into food" thingy)....which reminds me...

So I picked I-95 and "those big gasoline tanks" because every time I go up to see Rachel, I pass that area in NJ. I'll admit, ANYONE that drives in NJ on the turnpike and passes ONLY THAT SHIT...will think the entire state is shitty and they have a good reason to think that. Heres my problem (rachel, hush :-p), New Jersey is not a giant shithole. YES, there are shitholes in NJ (Camden, Paterson, Jersey City, Newark, Hoboken, I-95 from the GWB down to exit 12-ish for the parkway) but a lot of NJ is really nice. Bergen county is in the north east corner of NJ and many famous/rich people live up there...mainly in Saddle River, Ridgewood, Montvale, Woodcliff Lakes, and that other town I cant think of thats up in that area PLUS Teaneck (ok many not so much Teaneck anymore) but also Engelwood (sp?), Leonia (sorta) and that area just on the other side of the Hudson that IS NOT Hoboken or Jersey City.

New Jersey should be split into three sections. Seriously, hear me out (before I fall asleep)...there should be:
North Jersey - mostly jews and rich people plus commuters to NYC
Central Jersey - people that dont have enough money to live in North Jersey
AND
South Jersey - Jersey Shore NOT THAT STUPID FUCKING SHOW...and some really nice people that are slightly better than the people in PA.

Coming to my next point...people in Pennsylvania. Generally, everyone is very nice. A lot nicer than most people that I have met. ALSO Yuengling is made in Pa, and NOT belgium or wherever Budweiser is made now...oh yea for those people who are oblivious to the rest of the world or who just don't drink beer OR ...you just don't care...Budweiser was bought out by some company in Belgium. Ok that wasnt my point. People in PA are really nice...but they cant drive for shit. Lemme explain...people in Pa know how to operate an automobile and get from point A to point B. They generally don't have to get there in any rush and they generally dont have to deal with crazy ridiculous traffic, like in NYC. THERFORE, people in Pa are oblivious to many things (leaving blinkers on, leaving highbeams on anytime day or night, changing lanes without signaling, stopping on on-ramps to highways, and not looking before they...do anything. they dont have to be good drivers. They dont care. BUT what I cant understand (tho i have a theory) is why some of the nicest people in Pa are shitty drivers and aggressive and dangerous. Maybe its because "they have to be mean somewhere". Ok, last point then I'm going to bed...Pa drivers tend to show that they go out of their way to fuck with people. My uncle is the perfect example. I was driving him somewhere and we were on the highway and i moved over into the left lane so the two or three dudes coming onto the highway could merge easily. He then said to me "I'd stay in the right lane just so they couldnt get in front of me" (or something retarded like that) It was right then I realized that people in Pa really do go out of their way to fuck with others. Its sad.

Ok last paragraph. Im going to bed, then eventually waking up, packing my bag, and getting on the road to go pick up Rachel from class and spend the weekend (monday pending) at her place. She claims her mom has totally chilled out (or at least mostly chilled out). GOOD! Cuz one thing I cant stand is yelling and screaming about stupid shit and an overreaction to something minor. My mom used to fall in this category a lot before I realized that if my mom is in a bad mood and shes ranting I saw to my self "STFU, let her rant, cool down, and all will be good....oh and get outta there asap without it being obvious." I'm glad my mom has gotten a lot better over the years about that. Bed for me. I prolly wont post till monday night unless Rachel reminds me this weekend. OH and just to piss off Rachel cuz no one else reads this (cept maybe her friend Laura, but I kinda doubt it...it would be a nice surprise tho)...Rachel, even though I love you so much...you lose the game :D