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See I do write in here it happens sometimes. So going back to my weekend, I decided it would be a lovely idea to chaperone the High School Science Olympiad Team to their state competition in Marietta @ Southern Polytechnic or however or whatever that place is called.  I didn’t think the trip would be all that bad.  I mean seriously how hard is it to actually help out on one of these trips.  These are words I regret saying.  Sure it was a fun trip, but there is a little more to it than just sitting there making sure those children actually do what they need to do.  Not all but some didn’t have the best concepts of time.  I remember I had taken a group to go watch the new SumoBots competition, which if anyone remembers Robot Wars on TechTV from back in the day, it is similar… minus the flame throwers…. Anyhow I had taken this group of kids to go watch so they could get a better understanding of it for possibly next year, or just for the sheer enjoyment of watching homemade robots attempt to push each other out of a square. Once I get there and find a good place to stand…. Ring ring, goes my cellphone…  It’s another student… “I forgot my goggles…. will you get me some?” I’m halfway across campus it’s starting to rain… I have no umbrella. Reluctantly I jog back to our home base and grab some goggles and along the way the phone buzzes again… “Oh yea, and we need calculators too.” UGHHHHHH So I get to the room, and I had been using the speakers in the room to play easy listening music softly, I walk up the stairs and while walking I hear hip-hop music blaring. I’m praying it isn’t coming from our room, but much to my dismay it was.  At this point i’m trying to think of the logic going through the heads of these kids.  You are at a school function, you are surrounded by other teams from different schools, every 5-10 seconds I can hear “bitch, ho, and fuck.” I want to yell and bitch, but instead I just pull that student’s iPod out of the plug hand it back to him and explain how we could potentially get disqualified for that.  Amazingly enough he sincerely apologized for it, which was all I wanted from him.  I then asked him if he had all his stuff done for his event (helicopters) which they were ready, but I guess due to the impromptu concert they had had in the room in my absence they seem to have lost track of time… It’s pouring rain outside, we have a balsa wood and paper helicopter, the event starts in 10 minutes, and the building is a mile away from home base. I said grab your things and come with me now.  I got him and his partners to run through the rain with me.  I didn’t say a word to them except that they should have been their earlier instead of jamming out.  We can do that if we win as a reward. Overall the team performed average.  I didn’t see a lot of motivation to learn the knowledge events in the students. It seemed to me that a lack of studying was present.  Now I’m not saying they didn’t look into it at all, but I know a lot more preparation could have been done for this.  Even when I was a student and did these events people preferred to go out and hangout with friends instead of study the materials that were required of them.  What can you do though.  You can’t force them to do it, they have to want it on their own.

Now for you Trace, they had two sounds of music instruments… A xylephone and a panflute. Wooo yea exciting I know…. Anyway the trip overall was a learning experience for me and those kids as well. Dr. Tyson Harty, and Greg Holder were the other two folks there helping on the trip, + our bus driver miss banks.  12 hours of my life I spent on these students, and I was cool with that.  Like I said i can walk away from this with new knowledge on behavior of highschool students from a more adult perspective. It was interesting.

So on the way home there was an accident on I-75 and I may upload some video footage I shot on my flip cam to show this guy, but this guy probably high out of his mind was riding down the emergency lane in their “hoodrich gangsta cruiser” the semi trucks blocked offthe lanes and were chattering away on their CB’s you could tell since they were all putting half their trucks in the emergency lanes to prevent idiots from using them. This one guy in a truck straight up went off roading and almost flipped it to.  I almost wish he had just to show how patience really is a virtue.

Well, mainly I wanted to rant about this trip right quick and maybe later today I’ll right about my 40 hour awake experience that happened on monday/tuesday!!

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Here I sit on the floor of my bedroom from my childhood.  I look around to see not much has changed in here really much since 2006.  Which the more I think about and ponder all the conversations I’ve had with my friends and fellow students about how when they go home they find that their rooms have been stripped and replaced with an office, rec room, or maybe a library. Whatever changes took place in these other homes has yet to happen here. Is it because I come home a lot? Is it because I have very strong feelings attached to the room and it’s present condition? Or is it just my parents have no idea what should be done with the room?  Whatever the reason I’m glad it has retained it’s homeliness over the years.  I am always able to slide back here and reminisce on the days of old, when I used to be in high school and this room, my sanctuary, my place I could be by myself and not worry of the cares of the outside world.  The effect from it has weakened a bit, but it still gives me that sense of security and serenity it has always provided.

Back to my laying on the floor, I am trying to write a philosophy paper, but it is proving a lot more difficult than I wish it would.  I can write a good paper, it’s just about the comprehension of the material.  I just don’t feel if I understand it 100% I will write correctly.  I just can’t deal with the thought of that 1% chance I’m wrong… It’s all or nothing for me thank you!  The music I am listening to is the soundtrack to a game series I used to play on my PlayStation.  If you know me well enough you know the games.  How many of you exist out there??? Hint: the company was a compound word and the second of two words being “soft”.

I keep thinking I just want to get this paper done, but I just don’t want to read all this craziness, I suppose I will be doing it at work then huh.  I probably should write more here, but I think I will slowly bring myself in to the world of dreams, a state of rest, but imaginative and creative thinking.  I hope I will have as adventurous and vivid dreams as I had last night.

Goodnight

Rami

Here is a brief outline of my weekend

“Dude, shit’s bout to get done…. I’m drunk.” — Man working on car.

–Friday

Finished Work

Left and came to house to change

Changed looked up bmws in junkyard

Left for atl in bmw, left volvo in deck on campus because i wanted to walk due to gorgeous day

Left for atl went to pull -a- part junkyard east for blower motor then south for bumper and found a hubcap and original bmw book

Went to see hasham, worked on his car o2 sensors, blahhh, called urf he was in atl partied with him, went back to athens at 4 am

got to athens fell asleep woke up to girls on a tour of my house… i hid under the covers

got up cleaned my room a bit took a shower

ate lunch with mark and then i got a phone call from the new xi delta pledges… i forgot our lunch date, rushed over there

had an awesome lunch with both parties

went to get gas and then to brandon’s apt he explained geoff situation to me

went to apt complex office, apparently i know someone everywhere

went to autozone for paint, wellsfargo cash for cookie, walmart and then GIRL SCOUT COOKIES!!!

Got back to house after dropping brandon and his lil bro off. Matt was waiting on me, we went to his house with joshs truck to get my grill back

Brandon came over and we proceded to work on his car, we found autozone gave us the wrong part.

We waited for his car to cool down and in the process sanded down my new bmw bumper and prepped it for paint.

We got to work promptly after this, eventually Nick, Jess, Ivan, and Stephen came over. They played FIFA in the house

More car work then matt came back with steaks and hummas mmmmmmmm.

MORE work followed by taking a timeout to go eat at Sweet Peppers.

came back more work then a walmart trip for tools

Oh the ppl at walmart.

Came back more work! WOOT

So after my philosophy class which I had managed to write a majority of my post from this morning, I walked outside and to my surprise there were lots of children playing on the front lawn.   It was like an elementary school was having a field trip or something of the sorts.  I slowly rolled by them on my bicycle closely examining them wondering what was going through their heads, and how they were perceiving us college students. Have they been exposed to pop culture and what goes on in places like UGA? Oh well I realized I needed to get to my next class quickly and after performing a quick brake adjustment on my bike I set off only to find out the brake pads are beyond safe use as I unfortunately found out going down a steep hill thank goodness it wasn’t to busy…

I dismounted the bike and continued on foot.  Being careful not to take up a crazy amount of sidewalk.  Besides being on foot and going slower allowed me to take in more of the spring sights and that I was perfectly ok with :D.  I get to the cross walk across from the PJ and LeConte hall.  I start walking across and this guy in an Acura doesn’t really look like he wants to stop. I oush my bicycle in front of him hoping he stopped which he did after hitting the brakes rather hard.  I give him a neutral expression and walk off shaking my head and laughing.  I’m not so sure he liked that very much but what did I care that guy needs to learn to stop at crosswalks.  I set my bike in the bike rack(earlier I ran up the stairs to north campus with that bike on my back, i’m getting a workout!!!) without a lock… go figure I keep forgetting to grab my bike lock from work, oh well.  I head to my new media class ready to get caught back up.  I sit down and have my polite convo with the teacher and begin work by pulling out my headphones and setting a Pandora radio station.  More wordpress creations here I come!!! I designed another wordpress site, but it is being hosted on my Dream Host server with the university.

After the class, I still hadn’t quite caught up, but hey what is the weekend for right? Haha… yea maybe it isn’t school work! I digress, I then went into the hall way to grab a table to study for my spanish oral exam.  The table I sat at my spanish teacher from the first day of this semester was there, we looked at each other for moment before I told him who I was. He said I had looked familiar and then he went upstairs to go teach.  I sat at the table and texted my partner for the exam and told him where I was.  I all this time kept doing everything except really studying…. it was probably not for the best.  When Michael finally arrived we started looking at the scenarios and coming up with a basic script for what we were gonna say. We ended up talking about my VW and we were the 2nd group signed up for the exam.  Oh well we thought, lets get this over with.  Thankfully when we pulled a topic it was one we both were pretty confident about.  We had to pretend we had just met and ask questions about what highschool was like and about our hometowns.  After this was said and done with she paused and said I have a few corrections for you guys and she promptly told us and then she said, “you both managed to have constant conversation, 95!” My jaw dropped, HELLLLLLL YEA I thought this is gangsta after the teacher walked into the class I jumped up and exclaimed this joyfully, my partner laughed and a girl looking out the window of the class laughed also.  It felt good.

We weren’t supposed to leave the class early but rather read, and I figured hell I’m just gonna go to work for a bit.  So I left and went to the bookstore to see what kinda things I had there to work on. I didn’t have much and left earlier than expected. On my way back to the TEC Services Shop I saw in front of snelling this girl and she was yelling at someone on her iPhone.  Bad breakup I thought…. Oh well life’s a bitch, you’ll figure something out. I continued down to the shop remembering I left my 15mm wrench on a desk in the back when I was working on greasing my bike wheel.  I grabbed it clocked out and promptly biked home.

I get to the house and as I had seen earlier on my phone through the amazon app, that my package had been delivered.  I loaded it in the car and took off. WOOOO motorcycle radio I went right over to my bike put it together quickly and was rather impressed with it’s performance, much better than I had thought.  After this Daniel and I went to Justins to go chill for a minute. They weren’t there when we got there so we waited on Justin’s deck.  They then arrived car by car. Jeremey, CJ, and Justin.  Jeremy, Justin’s brother, had to have surgery on his hand that day and they were just getting back from getting the vehicles from the hospital.  We hungout for a bit and then Daniel and I went Waffle House bound where we ordered wayyy to much food. Pancakes, grits, hasbrowns, eggs, toast, bacon…. wayyyy to much.  Ugh after this we went to see if DQ was open which it was not…. I then said dude I gotta have ice cream and drove to McDonalds to get a McFlurry! Mmmmm Oreo mcflurry delish!

I then went back to my house where I found Matt and Melissa in my driveway. “Well hey guys what’s up?” They got out of car and we hung out for a bit they even had Justin’s dog Mrs. Bostons.  Justin then came over and then people started parting ways and so did the neighbors they left the house in typical lets go get drunk woohoo manner it was pretty entertaining.  Justin and I eventually went out and went to a few bars where I ran into some new friends I had made last semester.  After all this I find myself back at my house writing.  But not after I had spoken to Justin about what was going on in our lives.  Then it was time for a quick convience store visit. I wanted spicy cheetos but a bag of proper proportions was not availabe I was angry and settled on hot fries, and fruit snacks….  and now ladies and gentlemen… it’s bed time…. zzzzzzzzzz

So on wednesday I did my usual thing, I had my alarm set to 730 and for a change I actually woke up instead of hitting snooze and promptly took a shower before work. Even with that time allotment I still walked in a few minutes late. Who really notices these things anyway? I walked into my office expecting to start yet another run of the mill day, but I was silly to assume such a thing. As I surveyed the office I noticed something was amiss… where were my vehicle keys… where is the cash box… where is the van???? These were the questions that plauged me.  I looked at my phone and thought… Matt Majors, what did you do!! I tried to call him, but got exactly what I thought would happen, his voicemail. Great I thought looks like I will just drive my vehicle down there. I walk outside with the parts handed to me by the shop, manager for my mac repairs.  Before I left he asked me, do you need help with your work orders…. I looked at him kinda smiled, and thought to myself. “I don’t work like others you know.” I then said no and walked out to the bmw chugging along outside waiting on me to jam out on my way to the tate parking deck.  The GirlTalk album (remixs of popular songs into a single flowing song) was still playing and ever since the stereo overhaul in the car its listening bliss sitting in there. I drove to the deck and that is when I received the phonecall.  My phone pronounced the name quite clearly. “Incoming call from Matt Majors.” I looked at it picked it up.

Me: what…..
Matt: I think you are about to hate me.
Me: what makes u think im about to? I think I already do!
Matt: oh yea about that the van is in south deck, and I have the keys.
Me: lovely, just bring it to me around lunch…

We concluded our conversation and I ended the call on my car stereo. Yes BMW now has phone integration along with usb thumb drive capabilities!!! Woooo! I walked up the stairs of the deck to tate plaza, it wasn’t to crazy yet so I continued to walk to my workspace in the back of the bookstore. I was early 20 minutes early, it was nice and quiet. I began by replacing a battery in a macbook pro of whom belongs to a girl that saw me at my dance marathon event on saturday. Amidst this one of the ladies in the back asked me how eBay works, of which I enthusiastically responded to. I had a page worth of work orders and I had them all looked at or completed within the hour… do I need help, I think not!

Melissa, our secretary asked me a question about matt which I answered with I don’t know why don’t you call him. She said she didn’t know his number, but I did so I told her to dial it in the phone. After that conversation ended I looked at her and said, “hey, dial this number” she gave me a puzzled look and asked who it was, which I decieded to keep to myself. We had a small argument regarding calling this mystery number. She eventually succumbed to my peer pressure and dialed the number. “Hey Rami wants to talk to you…. WHO IS THIS?” She says to the person on the other line. This is Justin the person on the other end said. He happened to be in the bulldog cafe so I deciededd to get up and pay him a visit. It was around 12 I had an hour left to work so I was taking a quick break.

We sat down and discussed a few things and got up and left. Walking out of the building we saw a pie throwing booth for relay for life. $2 to hit a dude with a pie. Amongst the standard whip cream cans there were bottles of hot sauce on the table. “Toppings an additional dollar a girl tells us.” We look strangely at them and realize the guy is wearing glasses. We introduce the idea of possibly removing the glasses and then we will donate, but that idea didn’t fly to well, besides I just donated $100 to the uga miracle foundation, im good on donations for the year.

We walked to the breezeway on the 2nd floor of the slc where we met a few people. We spoke some more. I was watching my watch to make sure I would relieve Melissa at 12:10 but for some reason she is standing across from me at 12:08. “Did you leave your post prematurely,” I asked. She said no and that derrick was there. We concluded our meeting and I said hello to other passerbyers that I knew and returned to work.

Last hour I performed a few more tasks and tried to figure lpgistics for getting an os installed on a unibody macbook.  I left derrick around one got my car out of the deck and went for a brief jaunt in my car. I drove to cross creek to examine my motorcyle. It seems to be pieced together for the most part sans turn signals and a few other parts. I look at it and drive off listening to music! I get to my house and realize I have to clean the trunk and back seat of the car. I also needed to sort out all of my tools since I hadn’t put them back since my last car surgery.  This landed me the opportunity to reorganize all my tools in my bag, which seems to be showing its age 😦 .  After that I went to the bicycle shop to pick up a new rim to replace my warped broken one on my panasonic road bike. After picking it up I realized the bearings in the wheel hub weren’t greased very well. I thought to myself, where do I get some moly grease at right now??? I called Randy at the office and he had a whole tube of the stuff. I disassembled the whole wheel hub and loaded it with grease. Ahhhh the smoothness of a well lubed shaft. Its strange that this wasn’t done at the bike shop. I put it on my bike and now the braking action is smooth, but since the rubber is so old on the pads it fails at slowing the bike effectively, at some point today I need to go pick up new brake pads.

I received a text asking if someone could park in front of my house for the baseball game which I agreed to! As long as they stopped and said hello. It was the first baseball game of the season and I believe it was against furman university.  I could here the crowd from my house and could see bits of the game from my deck. After the bike was done and I pumped the new tire with air from my air compressor I went inside to make a shopping list. I pulled out the iPad and then thought wait I have a bluetooth keyboard I can link to this… I did it and I began typing my list on my now mini computer system. I was also using a laptop to print coupons for items. I then get another text that says dinner will be ready at 730. Hell yea I thought free food this store trip can wait.  Matt eventually comes by and we go to melissa, lindsey, and kims house to go eat dinner and watch tv.  I think I found a new interesting show, how I met your mother.

I eventually fell asleep for 30 minutea and then we rode back to my house with my newly acquired sock monkey! We then watched some more tv with the neighbors and I then went to bed in my clothes watching tv. I awoke the next morning around 630. I turned on my heater and went back to bed. I woke a few more times but decieded 9 would be the time I actually went out and about. I biked to class and found out it was a review day for my sensation and perception test. Wooo

Anyway that catches me up to where I am now, in my philosophy of mind class! I am also awaiting the stereo system I ordered for my motorcycle. I just can’t go without tunes can I haha.

Yesterday I concluded around 1:30 about how my day was going.  My teacher found my hairstyle rather humorous, ha. It was funny looking back at the computer screen to see how much I had actually written for my first entry. Oh well, I got a little carried away I suppose.  I looked at the clock on the wall and realized it was almost time to go and head off to my next class which is my seminar class.  On the way out I spoke with one of my aquaintences from last semster until we part ways in front LeConte hall.  I then called my mother back as I had promised, albeit it was over an hour after the fact.  I strolled up the sidewalk walking up hill to the Visual Arts building (the old home fo the art school before the east campus expansion) for my class. I got in and saw that the teacher who manages the class was yet again out of town.  The speaker was a woman who worked with Atlanta Magazine or something like that.  Not really my cup of tea. I did however politely listen as she told us about herself and what she had done for the company.  We also discussed digital magazines and their content and delivery methods.  At the end they were talking about iPads and the ability to traspose what is on the screen to a projector I went up there to discuss the matter, but the whack know it all mod kept repeating himself about how it can’t be done. “Really,” I thought to myself? It’s my job to know the technology and how it works I sell it for gods sake, you couldn’t have given me more constructive insight? I just walked away then to travel back to the journalism building for my Spanish class. 

Upon arrival to the journalism building I check my IronMan Timex watch I have on my backpack strap, I look at it for a while and decide I guess it’s finally time to switch this back an hour. A little back story on this watch. It was actually thrown at me by a friend joking around.  It didn’t have one of the straps on it, but I stared curiously at the watch and thought hey… I could cut most of the rest of the remaining strap off and attach a keyring to it to attach to a caribeaner (sp) to attach to backpack strap…. Anyway, after a semester of owning this watch I set my clock back the hour it needed to be set back and climb up the stairs to the 5th floor.  I then look at my watch again and realize class hasn’t let out yet. As I am halfway up the steps to the 5th floor. I turn around and walk back to the 4th floor which is home to the UGA New Media Department.  I find a nice couch in the lobby to sit down at and try to find some magazine subscriptions to download to my iPad. Wired Magazine and Martha Stewart Living…. Hey I heard the content delivery method of Martha Stewart was pretty sweet so I had to check it out first hand.  From this little experiment though I found out that downloading a magazine on the University’s busy network was very time consuming, my Wired magazine that I tried to donwload cancelled out 3 times.  I was growing a bit tired of the internet issue and just closed the magazines and started reading some CNN articles on the iPad instead. I then realized I had 10 minutes to be in my class upstairs so with my headphones and watching my videos/reading stories I walked to the stairwell at the westend of the building.  Here I was almost mauled by an Asian girl but thanks to quick actions on both our parts the situation was averted. We apologized to one another and carried on our way. Up the stairs I climbed looking around and noticed how eeriely empty the stairwell was for the period between classes. I grew a little worried that my clock was wrong so I checked my cellphone to confirm the time. I had it right on the dot. I was beginning to fear at this point that I missed an email saying classes had been canceled, but when I walked in the room there were a couple of other people there.  Setting my iPad on my desk I continued watching the news until my Spanish teacher walked in 5 minutes late.

My teacher, Ida Day is a native I believe of Poland and a Grad teaching assistent at UGA. She lives in Greenville, SC which after looking up was a lot closer than I had originally thought.  Before we began class she asked us to turn in our spanish compositions that were due. They were originally supposed to be written in class, but by the good graces of God it snowed the first week of classes pushing everything back which has given us a lot of opportunities for take home assignments that would have otherwise been in class assignments. If only this had been my last semester…. Damn C minuses…. We sat in class and the teacher was doing an oral lesson. She looked at me and smiled. “Rami, En su opinión ¿cuál es la mejor religión?” She says, I looked shocked at her and simply said, “No se.” I don’t care what language it is, I just don’t like to answer questions like that. She gave me a puzzled look and said just say a religion it doesn’t have to be true, but me being logical said it mattered to me. She moved along to the next person and we did all our lessons until class was over. 

Freedom I thought to myself. I looked at Michael sitting next to me. We had been staring the clock down on the wall for the past hour.. praying.. .wishing… it would tick faster and class be released. At one point it became a game to see if we could distract one another and get each other to look at the clock. It actually made class flow by faster.  Walking down the stairs back to the 3rd floor I told I was parked in North Deck and wasn’t able to walk and talk.  At this point I pull out my headphones and phone and look at them. Music I think. I then power up my phone, 1 missed call it tells me. Irfan “Urf” Quadeer it says, I think whether I want to use my earbuds or actually hold my phone to my ear. I elect holding the phone since the Apple earbuds I was using don’t quite interface properly with the droid.  He and I start talking about motorcycles and how he had won anothe $140 today by playing lottery stuff at his store.  We then get into a discussion about what kind of bike we should get him. I told him, “look urf, this is going to be your first bike. What the hell does it matter if it looks cool or sporty, we aren’t worried about that. I want you to grasp the concept as I did on a cheap shitty bike that you don’t care about so if we ruin it no big deal.” He slowly unwillingly agreed to what I had said. We then spoke about my cousin coming to visit this weekend, how I had to work, and how he too was coming to Athens for India Night.

I get in my car and start it up and tell Irfan to hold on for a moment while I interface my car to my phone so I can speak with over ther stereo. We resume our conversation and I drive out of the deck and start headed home. As I pass by the Arch, the symbol of the University, I see a guy dressed in a flourescent pink gorilla costume… I had no idea what that was about and continued driving. Irfan and I concluded out conversation.  I drove down the busy streets of Athens dodging both cars and braindead pedestrians.  I arrive at my house and see Justin’s car in the driveway and figure I should call him and see if he needs to be picked up. Sure enough he was walking back from class and was in front of snelling dining hall so I hop on over that way.  At the instersection in front of the Colliseum a woman almost pulled her car into the path of mine. She never even looked.. .I just pulsed on my horn the whole way through and she finally noticed. How can one be so blind I thought, the glare wasn’t even bad. I picked up Justin and took him to the baxter street bookstore.  We got a book for his Cog Psych class which i had last semester which I made  a C- in which might intitle me to… retake the course… Anyway after that adventure we headed back to my house where we stood on the porch then on the roof of my garage where I have a futon mattress laying. We just sat on that and conversed about how and where we were in our lives, what we wanted to do and how some people are effecting our lives.  After a while we ended up getting down to check our phones and I started cooking dinner.

Cornbeef brisket, yellow rice, and salad was on the menu! I used my neighbors grill since Matt still had mine. I ended up cooking way to much food and gave some to the neighbors, Colin Huff and Matt Carol. They loved the dishes and were rather grateful. I figured since I was using their grill it was the least I could do. After that I watched Star Trek in my living room and then they came back over and Matt Majors came over and we watched the movie. After it ended the neighbors went to DQ, matt left and josh came home. At this point I was feeling pretty tired, but then Curtis called and said hey are we getting together to write this paper or what. He then eventually came from his job at mellow mushroom and we got some paper research down and took a walk outside in the process to wake ourselves back up. I eventuually fell asleep breifly at the dining room table. Then went to my room.

Sorry the details got scarce towards the end but hey if questions arise comment haha!

I awoke this morning around 7:21 after failing miserably at working on my webpage.  I looked at the clock and thought to myself, “thank goodness I had the vast majority of the assignment completed.” I lazily spun around in bed to look at my laptop sitting next to me. The power cable was disconnected and laying right next to it. “Hmmm,” I thought, “had this just happened or did I do this in my sleep?” I scrambled to plug it back in, but it had been to late my battery had died, but it’s times like this I think, good thing I have a Mac! I just pushed the power button and the computer awoke from it’s hibernated state my webpage still in plain view. At this point I turned on NBC on my tv to watch while I work on my webpage. Ambient noise is something I like to have to keep me awake, I tend to fall asleep a lot faster when it isn’t present.  I finished up the website and went through it.  I believe there is even still a mistake on one of the pages, but I will leave that for the professor to find 🙂 .  As I was getting ready for the day I realized shit I have no time to take a shower but I have no time…. Solution? Baby powder! I put some in my hair and voila ready to take on the day.  I just caught Obama on tv as I was leaving telling reporters, (this is my paraphrasing) “Why are you all so impatient, so if something doesn’t have an immediate effect it doesn’t work? I have been being told this for two years and everyone is so impatient. The Revolution in Egypt didn’t take a day, it lasted 3 weeks and we saw how drastic that was.”

People are impatient I thought to myself we really are, we live in a society where information is instantaneous and people expect everything to be given to them the moment they ask.  It’s this misconception that people have that causes this impatience.  People believe that computers handle a lot of responsibilities and the fact that they do makes them believe that everything that is attached to them can deliver similar results. I too suffer from this delusion that everything should be instantaneous and I find myself getting angry when I have to wait on something, I guess I just need to realize that waiting is just a part of life and to deal with it in a less aggressive manner.

I then left my house to go pay the water bill. I pulled out in my bumperless BMW driving rather spirited and listened to the new “Girl Talk” Album all the way there.  I walked in the office and asked the woman behind the counter how she was doing. Of course I got the typical response a stranger woudl give to another…. “fine,” she had said.  I then told her how my night and morning had gone and she responded to me with, “wait till you hit the real world.” I chuckled at this and looked at her behind her glass window and thought to myself that I am in the real world.  I pay my bills I work two jobs and am a full time student at the University.

Still thinking about our conversation, I walked out to the car and took my time leaving observing the beautiful weather outside. I then drove to the north deck parking deck and got in with my ATP pass that I had used for the first time ever. I walked out of the car thinking I should have taken my sweater off, but I trudged along to the main library to go buy myself a turkey BLT sandwich mmmmmm.

I got to the library and had a conversation with the cashier upon checkout about the weather and how we both wanted to be out in it vs inside buildings working/schooling blehhhhh. I then stood on the steps of the main library and looked at the green area in front of it, then the law school, then peabody hall, new college, the large trees with no leaves and the blue sky with it’s high atmosphere clouds. It was beautiful. I then spotted this guy sitting on a bench who from a distance looked like my friend Curtis, but I wasn’t sure. I slowly approached, but keeping my distance and finally realized it wasn’t him. I then stood where I was, glancing at the sky again. Then I saw one of the summer ’10 orientation leaders, Tim Feliz and we had a brief conversation about how someone wrote on his facebook wall.

Here is the back story, like every other morning I check my feed on Facebook and this morning one of the other OL’s wrote on his wall saying how he never checks Facebook and that they wanted him to have an awesome day and that they loved them. I relayed this message to him and he thought it was rather humorous that I was able to tell him that.

Anyway we spoke about our last few university assignments before graduating and parted ways. Headed slowly to the Journalism building I was enjoying the wind blowing through my hair and the sun shining. It felt incredible.  I then took my Apple hoodie off and pulled my Coca Cola out of my back pack to drink. I realized I was 20 minutes early to my new media class. I opened up my laptop and the last thing I was looking at was my bank statement, which promptly reminded me to deposit the check josh had written me. I walk down to the ATM @ Tate to make a deposit and saw my friend Kate Massey making a deposit, but me being me and loving to see if people notice you standing within their vicinity didn’t say a word to her, except the fact I called her name twice but she didn’t hear it oddly enough.

Anyway my turn for the ATM eventually came up and I made my deposits and walked back to the Journalism building.  I then called Mom to talk to her about how awesome the weather was. Mid conversation my friend Mary-Kerstin walked by and I ended my call with mom. (I love you mom. Bye!) MK and I spoke about the panel discussion she was hosting tomorrow, the many uses of baby powder, and how she was going to eat before class.

We then parted ways and I walked up to my new media class where I have now been sitting writing this story for the past 30 minutes when I probably should have been making more posts than this. Anyway it’s a beautiful day today and I’m hoping I can enjoy it even more!!!

Rami