<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6566430519937171330</id><updated>2024-12-05T12:03:23.258-08:00</updated><category term="college"/><category term="music"/><category term="fadeyi"/><category term="school"/><category term="tosin"/><category term="piano"/><category term="trip"/><category term="tripscore"/><category term="2009"/><category term="3"/><category term="Africa"/><category term="DAT"/><category term="Egypt"/><category term="GPA"/><category term="MCAT"/><category term="Nigeria"/><category term="Zimbabwe"/><category term="attention"/><category term="band"/><category 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This set is called &quot;What to Look For (Or Avoid) in an Off Campus Apartment.&quot; I hope you guys like it, please check it out...it&#39;s on youtube so check it out, leave comments and SUBSCRIBE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best wishes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-♫trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;344&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/5GYYtoGdb-4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowFullScreen&quot; value=&quot;true&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowscriptaccess&quot; value=&quot;always&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/5GYYtoGdb-4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; allowscriptaccess=&quot;always&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;true&quot; width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;344&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width=&quot;425&quot; 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to say the least, which surprising because i haven&#39;t really been much of a mainstream hip hop listener until recently, since music in that genre is showing a little bit more promise these days. there is good stuff out there, you just have to look past the trends and material hype of the media and all th&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at. we will never have another hip hop era like the 80s and early 90s, but instead we have a whole plethora of other things. i think that&#39;s what we&#39;ve been failing to see. some music of our time, yes, is complete garbage. but it depends on who you ask. these artists wouldn&#39;t make it anywhere if everyone thought their music sucked, right? but obviously people like me will never be a part of the vast majority all the time.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I&#39;ve downloaded some albums, simply because I don&#39;t buy albums...I have other things to spend my money on, and I&#39;d much rather have everything on my hard drive so i can bluetooth them to other computers and my phone without having to rip anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I&#39;m going to write these reviews. Hear what I have to say, and maybe at the end if I&#39;m not sick of writing, I&#39;ll say a little bit more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;First up: &lt;b&gt;Jay-Z&#39;s The Blueprint 3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDt6VSfew086DEvZuflMC7HevPwSwz-u8JzBL_E4_6hg2yRNV4MHKMoiNJFJRUqiS7j3s04uhZTz8KRVWrozplL9nK7K4CwVVJnsYQajWoCvekimPJ8HIOPlYTB6vyJ0F0UyA6gARYil4/s1600/jay-z_blueprint3_cover-400x400.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDt6VSfew086DEvZuflMC7HevPwSwz-u8JzBL_E4_6hg2yRNV4MHKMoiNJFJRUqiS7j3s04uhZTz8KRVWrozplL9nK7K4CwVVJnsYQajWoCvekimPJ8HIOPlYTB6vyJ0F0UyA6gARYil4/s400/jay-z_blueprint3_cover-400x400.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405210309190115906&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjem0Xdl5I0Mzz61NWDuo7QXikVaBOHtI9m1R-n7y6wYa6cqgD1nMQWgi3NdrSvgax5Z4zmqS9i-eaFTC8tBaCFJFHLPHbg5O5rs9yeB3i66KAe0WHqVOu3XOD72PfhK6WygaZTUw6FiHc/s1600/jay-z_blueprint3_cover-400x400.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;color:#0000EE;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;text-decoration: underline;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This album when it came out didn&#39;t really excite &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me because I thought it was another one of those albums that everyone wants just because of the artist and his associations. I was helping one of my friends out with his math stuff one day, and he was asking if he could come over and download it, since he lives in a dorm, and torrents and file sharing will cost you a hefty fine. So he asked me if I&#39;ve heard it yet, and i said no, I haven&#39;t. I had intentions on listening to some 30 second clips, but never downloading the entire thing. So he said, it&#39;s good stuff, and I should give it a shot. This person has an interesting taste in hip hop, so I was like, well it can&#39;t be that bad. So I downloaded it, and listened to it. It&#39;s not like any&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thing that Jay-Z has put out before, the beats are more captivating, and I&#39;ve always kind of liked his rapping style. Actually, I like a lot of northern rappers because of the way they rap. and he had collaborations with a lot of other artists like Kid Cudi, Alicia Keys, and Kanye West...and there was a new guy named J. Cole I liked a lot. So overall, I think it was a good album considering the state that music is in. I give it a B+.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next Album: &lt;b&gt;Kid Cudi: Man on the Moon: The End of the Day&lt;/b&gt; (i hope i remembered it correctly)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiaNsAGiPOFNGSBRkGJuOwZod_h7iTpUrOa1STNOlFqO6HQgLq44ge_89PrXcxOG2h53M1_HNuSpFZsmqekhBURGVYvFhy6k6HfV_OO8XxHdYQjHXdrcz7w87KdfSUmT_Y6Vr2JPeMhv0/s400/kid-cudi-man-on-the-moon-the-end-of-day-cover-1.jpg&quot; style=&quot;float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405211324735285074&quot; /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;            Great Album, I don&#39;t think anyone was expecting any of the stuff on it. Kid Cudi gave everyone a rap impression with &quot;Make Her Say&quot; featuring Common and Kanye West, which is one of my favorites on the album. Most of this album, though, is a rap-sung style. a lot of his verses are sung which is some different stuff in the game these days. Which is pretty cool. I like his whole surreal, out-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of-this-world theme that he has going on. His music videos also reflect that. I think his music is good for listening, and just that. Some of them are foot-tappers, but not really a get-up-and-move album. I still really like it though. &quot;Man on the Moon&quot; and &quot;Enter Galactic&quot; are also some good ones to hear. I also liked his mixtape that was released earlier (&lt;i&gt;A Kid Named Cud&lt;/i&gt;i), two songs called &quot;Embrace the Martian&quot; and &quot;50 Ways to Make a Record&quot;. 50 Ways is a sample of a song called &quot;50 Ways to Leave Your Lover&quot; by Paul Simon, recorded in 1975.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overall, GREAT ALBUM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTHcWItPKDPhKON0Zs2F2TaJqT2hLhpwJN1Kl5Ct_-PdanHI43ruUNM0Fwg0ZndHQAV2-P8muI2T28csfOdzzOMnawXg-ZEeRrJiLg7pGW7D0ei3G0J2036RWa6aretueenLlT52oOCwM/s400/wale-attention-deficit-450x450.jpg&quot; style=&quot;float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405211888040662034&quot; /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And...&lt;b&gt;Wale, Attention:Deficit&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love this album. I heard better lyricists as far as the cadences and syncopation in their raps, but Wale has a way with words. There are some artists that you can tell whether or not they know how to use the English languages and the words in it, or if they&#39;re just trying to make their bars rhyme. He has a nice flow though, and it&#39;s good stuff for a debut album. Wale has been around for a while, but this is his first real thing, and I think it&#39;s pretty good. The only song on there I change when it comes on is called &quot;Pretty Girls&quot; featuring Gucci Mane. And you probably know why. I really like&quot;Diary&quot; and &quot;TV in the Radio&quot; featuring K&#39;Naan. The first time I&#39;ve heard K&#39;Naan rap was when he had a freestyle at the Hip Hop Awards or something last year. I liked his freestyle, and his verse on &quot;TV in the Radio&quot; is also a real nice one. Wale&#39;s album in my opinion was pretty impressive, and i know a lot of people who like &quot;Chillin&quot; featuring Lady Gaga. She kinda reminds me of M.I.A. in that song, but whatever, it&#39;s cool, I like it. I also think it&#39;s cool that DC and PG county are kinda on the map now, and Wale is also a Nigerian who happens to be from the same tribe as I am, which really didn&#39;t influence my opinion before. Just interesting to know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GOOD album, I give it two thumbs up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;color:#FFCC00;&quot;&gt;---------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as far as the whole industry is concerned, I really want to hear more of J. Cole, K&#39;Naan and there are some others I can&#39;t think of. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oldies? LAURYN HILL. hands down. she is one of best female vocalists ever. I still listen to eminem&#39;s &lt;i&gt;Slim Shady EP&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;the Marshall Mathers L&lt;/i&gt;P. &lt;i&gt;Curtain Call&lt;/i&gt; is good too, eminem is VERY talented, i don&#39;t understand that garbage he put out this year. but it&#39;s different, so I respect it. Bizzare and some other D-12 artists are also pretty good, listen to a song called &quot;No One&#39;s Iller&quot;, it&#39;s on &lt;i&gt;Slim Shady EP&lt;/i&gt;, and there&#39;s a song called &quot;What&#39;s the Difference&quot; on Dr. Dre&#39;s &lt;i&gt;2001&lt;/i&gt; album.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hope you liked my review! you know, despite all the typos i probably had in there... hahahahaasjdhajshdas=]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neptunemanifesto.blogspot.com/feeds/4592732637415406046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6566430519937171330/4592732637415406046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566430519937171330/posts/default/4592732637415406046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566430519937171330/posts/default/4592732637415406046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neptunemanifesto.blogspot.com/2009/11/highly-anticipated-albums-of-year-and.html' title='highly anticipated albums of the year, and what i think.'/><author><name>LustfulRepertoire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01665260425596339389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeU--jEn5BTsflEZdRJd_QDghq22Mao6zZ21Y-bjsrKll-T3Y3tZmM1QAgr532C7ua6BByx8YWuT60l94bUOSaVgP4gdlSpbOC-8jxZvnU5TgLE04gyGpwKnkR0DkJQSU/s220/124839652545485.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDt6VSfew086DEvZuflMC7HevPwSwz-u8JzBL_E4_6hg2yRNV4MHKMoiNJFJRUqiS7j3s04uhZTz8KRVWrozplL9nK7K4CwVVJnsYQajWoCvekimPJ8HIOPlYTB6vyJ0F0UyA6gARYil4/s72-c/jay-z_blueprint3_cover-400x400.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6566430519937171330.post-4733701755008824668</id><published>2009-10-19T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T19:46:14.048-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bieber"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blog"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fadeyi"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="hi-c"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="justin"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="learning"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="music"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="piano"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="tosin"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="trip"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="tripscore"/><title type='text'>let&#39;s switch things up a bit.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;So, I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;kind of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt; want to get into my blogging more, people say they like my blogs and I should write more of them, but I think I&#39;m thinking too hard about it lol. So I&#39;m just going to start doing random shit, and my goal is to write something at least once a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Ok, so lately, I&#39;ve been thinking that I don&#39;t want to lose the little bit of talent I have in music..lol so I want to improve my piano skills back up again. I want to get at least as good as I used to be. It won&#39;t be easy, but I think it&#39;s worth it. I can still read music, thank God, but I can&#39;t do it as fast as I used to. Like I see the notes and know what they are, but I&#39;ve been away from the keys so long, I actually have to look down at my hands. So then I have to label my music to save myself the time lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Ughhh but it&#39;s annoying and I will overcome it. I decided that on Tuesdays, after my World Politics class, which is over at 12:15, I&#39;ll go to the Performing Arts Center and practice some stuff. I think that should build up my skill a little bit. And any other time that I might happen to be on campus with nothing to do, I&#39;m going to go there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;I miss my fucking keys man...I used to just play for the sake of playing, like playing instruments used to calm me down when I was upset about things. But it&#39;s almost lost to me now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-_w79ckBmxCgplN_j2NLobw1u6M3gTcHvkkI8raTMZGz5JtWEYo8nes2VI3jVzze7lWT634js1shmFcdQRSstD3rcRA8IF27A3Jn7Luv4hNtZY7hggGPYBMIg8VVdQDy6dOGcKQ1L-MA/s320/P1040768.JPG&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;So I&#39;m learning this song called, &quot;One Time&quot; by Justin Bieber, you&#39;ve probably heard it before, and you probably are asking &quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;What the hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&quot; when I said that. Yeah, Justin Bieber may seem a little cheesy, but when the song is played on the piano, it&#39;s amazing. The sheet music that I took a picture of is the simplified version...I&#39;ll do the more advanced one when I get better again. The piano arrangements that I&#39;ve heard people transcribe on youtube sound so beautiful so I decided that I wanted to try that song. A lot of people who do this song sing along with it, but I&#39;ll decide whether or not to do that once I learn the chords...and ALL the words to the song. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;I&#39;m pretty sure that I&#39;ll never record it though. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;But I will record myself playing something, once I get up and running again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Otherwise, I think I&#39;m doing pretty well...uh huh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;I think I&#39;m going to start making greater use of my youtube. I don&#39;t know what I&#39;ll be doing, maybe I&#39;ll do some video blogs sometime. like when I go places. But yessir, that is my blog. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Hope you likedd....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;-trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neptunemanifesto.blogspot.com/feeds/4733701755008824668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6566430519937171330/4733701755008824668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566430519937171330/posts/default/4733701755008824668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566430519937171330/posts/default/4733701755008824668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neptunemanifesto.blogspot.com/2009/10/lets-switch-things-up-bit.html' title='let&#39;s switch things up a bit.'/><author><name>LustfulRepertoire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01665260425596339389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeU--jEn5BTsflEZdRJd_QDghq22Mao6zZ21Y-bjsrKll-T3Y3tZmM1QAgr532C7ua6BByx8YWuT60l94bUOSaVgP4gdlSpbOC-8jxZvnU5TgLE04gyGpwKnkR0DkJQSU/s220/124839652545485.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-_w79ckBmxCgplN_j2NLobw1u6M3gTcHvkkI8raTMZGz5JtWEYo8nes2VI3jVzze7lWT634js1shmFcdQRSstD3rcRA8IF27A3Jn7Luv4hNtZY7hggGPYBMIg8VVdQDy6dOGcKQ1L-MA/s72-c/P1040768.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6566430519937171330.post-5362411181087751249</id><published>2009-10-03T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T11:53:06.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>to nobody.</title><content type='html'>Things are easier said than done&lt;div&gt;such an overused phrase...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it&#39;s so true. i never realized how true that was&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and as a result, my mind has started to travel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all my train cars have separated&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;taking different roots at these divergent tracks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and it&#39;s confusing because they all travel at different speeds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some don&#39;t even stop to wait&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;talkless of looking back...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they don&#39;t wait. they don&#39;t take the time to listen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they just zoom on past like they weren&#39;t just part of one train&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this train that has been whole for ages&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they just, you know, kept going, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;leaving their exhaust smoke behind choking the green car&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the green car is the car of reason&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the middle car that kept everyone together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; but soon as we reached these divergent tracks..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it&#39;s like we never existed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but things that you did before start catching up to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like that person who was only a few minutes late for the train&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and you left them anyway...so now they&#39;re stranded in a &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wasteland town&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or the inoperable train car you just left behind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;without so much as a glance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or that illegal &#39;detour&#39; you took&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that now obviously leads to nowhere that we know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or the secrets kept among the train staff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&quot;what happens here, stays here&quot; right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but then everything comes into fruition &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and we later realize that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everything that we did...or they did&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stays with you forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no matter how much you try to forget this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;integral part of life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it&#39;s okay. it&#39;s fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i promise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don&#39;t lie now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;believe me, i won&#39;t...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but those things you said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bring me to different conclusions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you know...it&#39;s funny how someone&#39;s actions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;impact, influence, completely alter and sometime denature your previous notions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or forced thoughts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but you can&#39;t deceive yourself forever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if you think you can...you&#39;re a fool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fool - foolish - foolishness can&#39;t decide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what to think&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it&#39;s probably unclear what context i&#39;m speaking in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is it third person&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or first person&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;third omniscient?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love playing tricks with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you&#39;re so vulnerable my dear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you...?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;doesn&#39;t exist. just a understood word for whoever is reading this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think i&#39;m starting to sound like a mentally unsound person&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because i&#39;m probably not making any sense&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but that&#39;s great. really it is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;please. just...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;understand me.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neptunemanifesto.blogspot.com/feeds/5362411181087751249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6566430519937171330/5362411181087751249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566430519937171330/posts/default/5362411181087751249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566430519937171330/posts/default/5362411181087751249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neptunemanifesto.blogspot.com/2009/10/to-nobody.html' title='to nobody.'/><author><name>LustfulRepertoire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01665260425596339389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeU--jEn5BTsflEZdRJd_QDghq22Mao6zZ21Y-bjsrKll-T3Y3tZmM1QAgr532C7ua6BByx8YWuT60l94bUOSaVgP4gdlSpbOC-8jxZvnU5TgLE04gyGpwKnkR0DkJQSU/s220/124839652545485.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6566430519937171330.post-4986326061539328873</id><published>2009-09-07T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T09:26:21.749-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dead"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="garbage"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="is"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="music"/><title type='text'>music, when we meet again...</title><content type='html'>i think most people who appreciate music can agree with me when i say music has deteriorated as a whole. like everybody who was somebody back in the day has either taken a huge hiatus, retired, or died :( but its crazy the direction that music has headed. it&#39;s depressing. I can&#39;t even religiously listen to mainstream music or music that comes out nowadays for the most part. most of it is GARBAGE. like &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;I&#39;m&lt;/span&gt; waiting for &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;Lauryn&lt;/span&gt; hill to get it together and come out with something. even if its just an album with like 5 songs on it, that&#39;s fine &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_2&quot;&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_3&quot;&gt;Lauryn&lt;/span&gt; hill has disappointed me with her antics, but &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_4&quot;&gt;I&#39;ll&lt;/span&gt; never forget that she is a freaking musical genius. how many artists do you know that can do everything that she did; excelling in singing and rapping? and don&#39; tell me that you didn&#39;t love sister act II. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And hip hop has been falling apart for a long time. but to clear things up, I don&#39;t think &quot;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_5&quot;&gt;Soulja&lt;/span&gt; Boy single-&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_6&quot;&gt;handedly&lt;/span&gt; killed hip-hop&quot; as Ice-T said. I actually respect &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_7&quot;&gt;Soulja&lt;/span&gt; Boy to some extent because hip hop started out as a music of originality. Not saying he&#39;s the most original artist out there, but I&#39;d listen to him over Hurricane Chris any day. talking about, &quot;let&#39;s get &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_8&quot;&gt;ratchettttt&lt;/span&gt;&quot;. what the hell?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But if I had to choose the best rappers of today in my opinion, it would be &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_9&quot;&gt;Eminem&lt;/span&gt; (even though Relapse kinda sucks), &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_10&quot;&gt;Kanye&lt;/span&gt; West (even though he&#39;s really, really cocky), Common, Kid &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_11&quot;&gt;Cudi&lt;/span&gt;, and there are a few others but I can&#39;t remember them right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I stick to old school as far as music is concerned. Ever since Michael Jackson died, I&#39;ve been listening to him, The &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_12&quot;&gt;Jacksons&lt;/span&gt;, the Jackson 5, and some of the &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_13&quot;&gt;Jacksons&lt;/span&gt;&#39; solo projects. There really is no other family like the &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_14&quot;&gt;Jacksons&#39;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And everything else, like i said, OLD SCHOOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But maybe music will rescue itself for &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_15&quot;&gt;everyone&#39;s&lt;/span&gt; sake. Music is a huge part of my life, and I&#39;m not just saying that because everyone else does. Every part of it, the instrumentals, the arrangement, I notice it. Knowing music and its history is important to me, so I listen to everything from &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_16&quot;&gt;Tchaikovsky&lt;/span&gt; to the Al Jolson and Cab &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_17&quot;&gt;Calloway&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you know what&#39;s funny...I&#39;m listening to &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_18&quot;&gt;DMX&lt;/span&gt; right now. Isn&#39;t he in jail? &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_19&quot;&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but you  know, that&#39;s really just the gist of it. Bottom line is, I am disgusted by music right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have something funny for you guys to listen to. On &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_20&quot;&gt;Eminem&#39;s&lt;/span&gt; Relapse album, there is a skit called &quot;Steve &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_21&quot;&gt;Berman&lt;/span&gt;&quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&quot;you took vacations while the music industry melts the fuck down?&quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_22&quot;&gt;hahahaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but thanks for &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_23&quot;&gt;readingggg&lt;/span&gt;. later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i guess. ♥&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neptunemanifesto.blogspot.com/feeds/4986326061539328873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6566430519937171330/4986326061539328873' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566430519937171330/posts/default/4986326061539328873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566430519937171330/posts/default/4986326061539328873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neptunemanifesto.blogspot.com/2009/09/music-when-we-meet-again.html' title='music, when we meet again...'/><author><name>LustfulRepertoire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01665260425596339389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeU--jEn5BTsflEZdRJd_QDghq22Mao6zZ21Y-bjsrKll-T3Y3tZmM1QAgr532C7ua6BByx8YWuT60l94bUOSaVgP4gdlSpbOC-8jxZvnU5TgLE04gyGpwKnkR0DkJQSU/s220/124839652545485.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6566430519937171330.post-7611309471300434694</id><published>2009-09-05T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T10:50:29.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>update*</title><content type='html'>Been in school for like a week now, and things are going pretty well so far. I&#39;m looking forward to the challenges that may be presented before me. It was a good first week, So far I like my classes, and I love my housemates; even when they&#39;re being assholes. heheh. The apartment is really nice, and I&#39;m liking the way that everything is set up so far. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Biology is probably going to be the most annoying class that I have because the teacher has a really really strong accent and no one understands a word he&#39;s saying, yet I still have to take notes in his class. But I&#39;ll be okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chemistry is okay so far, I&#39;ve refreshed my appreciation for math now that I have Calculus. I kind of like Chem so far. Let&#39;s see how long that lasts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;World Politics is kind of annoying too because the teacher expects everyone to just talk to each other randomly. I didn&#39;t come to the class to talk to other students. I came to learn. Shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then my math class is pretty cool, the professor has a great way of teaching it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What else...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went out last night and it was...interesting. Just interesting and I&#39;ll leave it at that. :) The people I hang out with are really funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just an update while I still have time to write.  I&#39;ve done all my homework like a week early despite the fact that we have Labor Day. Hope I can keep it up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Laters.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neptunemanifesto.blogspot.com/feeds/7611309471300434694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6566430519937171330/7611309471300434694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566430519937171330/posts/default/7611309471300434694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566430519937171330/posts/default/7611309471300434694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neptunemanifesto.blogspot.com/2009/09/update.html' title='update*'/><author><name>LustfulRepertoire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01665260425596339389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeU--jEn5BTsflEZdRJd_QDghq22Mao6zZ21Y-bjsrKll-T3Y3tZmM1QAgr532C7ua6BByx8YWuT60l94bUOSaVgP4gdlSpbOC-8jxZvnU5TgLE04gyGpwKnkR0DkJQSU/s220/124839652545485.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6566430519937171330.post-7469369639454055447</id><published>2009-08-21T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T09:24:47.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>update?</title><content type='html'>With school appraching, i&#39;m not sure how often i will be blogging, as scarce as my blogs already are lol.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just some updates and opinions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I move in to the new apartment/house/dwelling/thing on August 29th. I&#39;m kind of looking forward to it, but there are things that I&#39;m not looking forward to. It will be an amusing life to live, and definitely a lot of laughter and whatnot, but I also have to remember that I am moving in with two very dynamic personalities. I think I&#39;m a character myself. So imagine two more characters. But i&#39;ll live. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I&#39;m taking a Chemistry class, a 300 level Biology class, and a Math class (even though i&#39;m finished my math requirements). Then I have a class for my minor, Introduction to World Politics. I&#39;ve decided I&#39;ll take the Gen. Ed courses at my own pace and discretion, because they&#39;re much easier, so I can take those one by one, and also online or over the summer. So needless to say, I&#39;ll have a lot of work to do this semester, and it only gets worse from here. But I&#39;m okay with that. I need to try my hardest to not get any C&#39;s this semester, because last semester i screwed up and got one in Statistics :-/ . i&#39;m just glad I passed at least. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sooo yes. Hmm. I think I&#39;m done for now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neptunemanifesto.blogspot.com/feeds/7469369639454055447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6566430519937171330/7469369639454055447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566430519937171330/posts/default/7469369639454055447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566430519937171330/posts/default/7469369639454055447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neptunemanifesto.blogspot.com/2009/08/update.html' title='update?'/><author><name>LustfulRepertoire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01665260425596339389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeU--jEn5BTsflEZdRJd_QDghq22Mao6zZ21Y-bjsrKll-T3Y3tZmM1QAgr532C7ua6BByx8YWuT60l94bUOSaVgP4gdlSpbOC-8jxZvnU5TgLE04gyGpwKnkR0DkJQSU/s220/124839652545485.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6566430519937171330.post-6300286699486057200</id><published>2009-08-10T16:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T16:29:53.994-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bush"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="can&#39;t"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="college"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="economy"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="for"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="high"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="obama"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pay"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="scholarships"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="too"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="tuition"/><title type='text'>You know, this is a f**ked up place.</title><content type='html'>You know, I just realized some things. Well, I didn&#39;t just realize them, but they kinda slapped me in the face...Why the heck is college so expensive? I understand that it&#39;s not mandatory, and they need funds to keep the school up and running...materials, scholarships and all that, but it&#39;s just really sad. It&#39;s unbelievable now many people can&#39;t go to college, or had to drop out, or had to leave a 4 year university to go to a community college because of money. It&#39;s not fair. I&#39;m grateful that I don&#39;t have to go through that, but I just think that it&#39;s really fucked up how people can&#39;t pay for school. Everyone should be entitled to higher education if they really want it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then you have the critics who say things like &quot;Well, if you have good grades, you can just get a scholarship, anybody can go if they really want to.&quot; I think that is a load of BS. So if you didn&#39;t have  at least a 3.0 GPA in high school, and you aren&#39;t rich, it means you don&#39;t want to go to school? And then, even the kids who have excellent grades and SAT scores can&#39;t even get the money that they need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But another thing that really pisses me off are the scholarships and grants you get when you apply via FAFSA. They do a lot based on your parents income. So there are kids whose parents don&#39;t make enough to pay full college tuition, or so the government thinks. That&#39;s very humble, and i appreciate the financial aid for those who really need it. But what about students like me? Students that the government thinks that their parents make too much money, so they don&#39;t get a dime? Offered a measly loan? A loan? Really? I&#39;m blessed to have a grant that pays for some of my schooling, but I don&#39;t get a dime from Maryland&#39;s Federal aid or State aid. But guess what? High income parents have expenses, too. With large income comes large expenses. 9 times out of 10, kids whose parents make good money live in more expensive houses. That means higher mortgage, probably a higher electric bill, and definitely higher maintenance living. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It really sucks how the system is, but there&#39;s not much that can be done about it, especially in this crappy economy. The economy is affecting parts of everyone&#39;s lives, in regards to healthcare, defense, college tuition, employment, and commercial industries. There are people who can&#39;t get affordable health care. There are people who can&#39;t find jobs, or have been laid off. People are not selling like they used to. It&#39;s because nobody has money. We&#39;re at a severe deficit right now. It&#39;s probably worse than what they want to tell us. And there are different reasons for these things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many people dislike Former President G.W. Bush because of their perceptions of him and his decisions made on this country. I don&#39;t think the man should be blamed. This is not an authoritarian government, it is not an anarchy, and it is not a dictatorship. There is no King, Czar, Prime Minister, Emperor or Lord. This is a democracy, meaning that any Act, ordinance, or law passed between January 2001 and January 2009 was discussed with various commitees, Congress, the House, and the Senate. Yes, I believe he had some flawed views. But I disagree with they way people slander him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then other people seem to think that President Obama is Jesus or something. Talking about this guy, saying he&#39;s making everything worse, and he hasn&#39;t done anything to fix the economy. He has barely been president for 8 months. The mess took 8 years to create, it just might take that long to fix...or longer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe we&#39;ll have a miracle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or a Herbert Hoover ► Franklin D. Roosevelt transition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We don&#39;t know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we won&#39;t know until people shut up and go with the flow. I was watching CNN yesterday and they showed all these angry protesters and their congressmen. Heated arguments.  It&#39;s terrible, but that&#39;s how it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well that&#39;s my outlook today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks a bunch for reading. I&#39;ll be tweeting a lot about things like these, so follow me on twitter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;www.twitter.com/tripscore&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neptunemanifesto.blogspot.com/feeds/6300286699486057200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6566430519937171330/6300286699486057200' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566430519937171330/posts/default/6300286699486057200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566430519937171330/posts/default/6300286699486057200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neptunemanifesto.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-know-this-is-fked-up-place.html' title='You know, this is a f**ked up place.'/><author><name>LustfulRepertoire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01665260425596339389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeU--jEn5BTsflEZdRJd_QDghq22Mao6zZ21Y-bjsrKll-T3Y3tZmM1QAgr532C7ua6BByx8YWuT60l94bUOSaVgP4gdlSpbOC-8jxZvnU5TgLE04gyGpwKnkR0DkJQSU/s220/124839652545485.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6566430519937171330.post-7595636218343790814</id><published>2009-08-07T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T15:01:03.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School is approaching...</title><content type='html'>Haven&#39;t written in a while. Uhh...i don&#39;t have much to say, but I&#39;ve been thinking about school and all that. I really need to make sure that this school year is flawless. The more credits you already have, the harder it is to bring up the GPA. Frostburg is cool and all, but I don&#39;t know if I want to ( or should) graduate from there. Frostburg is way cheaper than UMBC and College Park, but I&#39;m sure that the quality of learning might be a little better. I mean, FSU isn&#39;t that bad, it is in the same university system as UMD and UMBC. (But then again, so is UMES and Bowie :-/) but I really don&#39;t know, and quite frankly I just feel lost in a sense.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have plans to go to medical school, and medical is no joke when it comes to admission. I have to work hard. i mean HARD. And i just feel that I would have a better chance of fulfilling that dream if i transfer out of Frostburg. I really want to go all the way and not give up. i thought about giving up, and choosing something else, but that just isn&#39;t me. I considered just going to grad school and getting a masters in something Forensics-related. I thought, why not just finish medical school, and if I still want to, specialize in Forensic Medicine? I do want to be a doctor, but I don&#39;t want to be a pediatrician, or a geriatric doctor, or an OB/GYN. I want to do something a little bit different. So I know others are out there that feel something like I do.. But i just need to avoid distractions this school year and keep up the work I&#39;m doing. i can&#39;t afford to be caught slippin. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO I&#39;m not going to let someone else influence anything I do in life. Everything I&#39;m doing is for me...and who knows, i might change my mind again...(but I doubt it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School is approaching again, and I need to start getting things ready for that. I will be moving into an apartment with two friends and I am anticipating the worst to say the least. Not that anything is wrong with them, but I just like to be prepared. i&#39;m not going to waste my time doing anything silly this year, because obviously there isn&#39;t any time for that. Not that I was doing anything sill last year, but I&#39;m just saying. it won&#39;t start. I just can&#39;t wait to start doing work again, I don&#39;t know why, maybe I&#39;m looking forward to working hard and doing well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i&#39;m going to do the best i can for real this time. I did well last year, but I can  do better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ehhh i think that&#39;s it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for reading.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;♥&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neptunemanifesto.blogspot.com/feeds/7595636218343790814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6566430519937171330/7595636218343790814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566430519937171330/posts/default/7595636218343790814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566430519937171330/posts/default/7595636218343790814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neptunemanifesto.blogspot.com/2009/08/school-is-approaching.html' title='School is approaching...'/><author><name>LustfulRepertoire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01665260425596339389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeU--jEn5BTsflEZdRJd_QDghq22Mao6zZ21Y-bjsrKll-T3Y3tZmM1QAgr532C7ua6BByx8YWuT60l94bUOSaVgP4gdlSpbOC-8jxZvnU5TgLE04gyGpwKnkR0DkJQSU/s220/124839652545485.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6566430519937171330.post-3212029483972341410</id><published>2009-07-16T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T11:51:02.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just to write something</title><content type='html'>Nothing has really been going on lately.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I&#39;m currently taking an online summer class. Introduction to Sociology. Its a really easy class, so I just do all the assignments as soon as they&#39;re posted and get them over with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hm...what else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still looking for work, got two offers but they don&#39;t meet my standards. I applied  to the Walter&#39;s Art Museum and the Great Blacks in Wax Museum downtown. Both offered me &#39;volunteer&#39; positions....meaning that I will not get paid...and you know, I really don&#39;t see the point in working right now if they aren&#39;t paying me...might as well have gone back to GBMC. So i&#39;ve applied to other places, and I&#39;m sure that someone will respond.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other things...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I&#39;ve lost two family members in the past month, gone to one wedding, one baby born. So, being a part of a very appreciate and festive culture, i&#39;ve been pretty busy. I&#39;ve watched more kids than most people willl ever talk to in a lifetime. Put babies to sleep, feed them, change their diapers. The toddlers require the most attention, because kids that have recently learned to walk love to explore. they to run around and touch things. The kids that are older, are the easiest. Put them in front of a TV, give them a game, some snacks, and juice...tell them if they behave they get rewarded...they&#39;ll leave you alone. Maybe one day I&#39;ll open a daycare, of course, i won&#39;t be working in it. =]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No purpose to this blog, really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have plans in my future to accomplish a lot of things. Even if my parents don&#39;t agree with my career path, it just lets me know that I can&#39;t afford to make any mistakes...so they can&#39;t say &quot;I told you so.&quot; As long as i&#39;m successful, they have nothing to worry about...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess advice..my advice...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Always have someone to talk to. Don&#39;t keep things pressurized inside of you, it makes you crazy. Take it from me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Buh-bye.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neptunemanifesto.blogspot.com/feeds/3212029483972341410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6566430519937171330/3212029483972341410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566430519937171330/posts/default/3212029483972341410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566430519937171330/posts/default/3212029483972341410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neptunemanifesto.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-to-write-something.html' title='just to write something'/><author><name>LustfulRepertoire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01665260425596339389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeU--jEn5BTsflEZdRJd_QDghq22Mao6zZ21Y-bjsrKll-T3Y3tZmM1QAgr532C7ua6BByx8YWuT60l94bUOSaVgP4gdlSpbOC-8jxZvnU5TgLE04gyGpwKnkR0DkJQSU/s220/124839652545485.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6566430519937171330.post-8137867384013723435</id><published>2009-07-13T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T18:38:51.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bliss.</title><content type='html'>don&#39;t judge me.&lt;div&gt;you don&#39;t know what i&#39;m thinking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you don&#39;t know what i&#39;ve seen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you didn&#39;t know me when i was born, or even now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and surely nothing in between.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you don&#39;t know what i&#39;ve done&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nor do you know what i have said;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you won&#39;t know me today, tomorrow,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and you won&#39;t know me when i&#39;m dead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you don&#39;t know what i&#39;m not thinking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you don&#39;t know what i haven&#39;t seen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you still didn&#39;t know me when i was born, or even now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and definitely nothing in between.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you don&#39;t know what i haven&#39;t done&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nor do you know what i haven&#39;t said;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you won&#39;t know me today...or tomorrow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and surely not when i&#39;m dead..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but with patience...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i might share what i&#39;m thinking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the things i have seen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i&#39;ll tell you when i was born&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and everything in between.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i&#39;ll let you know what i have, and have not done&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and what i may or may not have said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;meet me today, and know me tomorrow...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and love me when i&#39;m dead.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neptunemanifesto.blogspot.com/feeds/8137867384013723435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6566430519937171330/8137867384013723435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566430519937171330/posts/default/8137867384013723435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566430519937171330/posts/default/8137867384013723435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neptunemanifesto.blogspot.com/2009/07/bliss.html' title='bliss.'/><author><name>LustfulRepertoire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01665260425596339389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeU--jEn5BTsflEZdRJd_QDghq22Mao6zZ21Y-bjsrKll-T3Y3tZmM1QAgr532C7ua6BByx8YWuT60l94bUOSaVgP4gdlSpbOC-8jxZvnU5TgLE04gyGpwKnkR0DkJQSU/s220/124839652545485.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6566430519937171330.post-894642639146849520</id><published>2009-06-26T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T12:12:36.509-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jackson"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="king"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="michael"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="michael jackson"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="of"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pop"/><title type='text'>a fallen star continues to shine.</title><content type='html'>Again, I am writing a blog, apparently something that I don&#39;t really do as often. I&#39;m writing it from my phone, because for some reasons and more, my internet in my house is not turned back on yet. Well, actually I figured out how to tether my G1&#39;s 3G connection to my computer. But its not really stable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been an interesting, yet, boring summer so far. I&#39;ve been to DC a couple times, hung out in PG a little bit and definitely hung out with my godsisters and brothers and cousins and all that. I still have not seen my friends, as what said in the last blog I wrote. I&#39;m probably going to see them soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don&#39;t want to forget why I remembered that I had a blogspot haha. Yesterday, we lost one of the biggest and by far the awesomest and most talented performer in history. Michael Jackson was a part of all of our lives, especially those of us who are heavily influenced by music like myself. I know everyone has been saying this but I really did grow up with Michael coming out of the speakers. My parents have always been Michael fans, owning many, if not all of his videos. I used to watch these videos with my brother sometimes. My parents are the main reason that I even know Michael Jackson songs. Whenever there is a party in my house, MJ will be in rotation somewhere. My mom cried when she heard he died. My dad looked hurt too. But my little brothers, they looked soo disappointed because they love listening to MJ. They watch the HisTory DVD at least one or twice a week. They were excited when they saw one of his performances on TV. We all were watch CNN in hopes that he was just sick and he would get better. I can&#39;t say that I&#39;m a huge, diehard MJ fan, but I definitely can call myself a fan who really appreciated and understood what his music is all about. I don&#39;t remember a tme where I didn&#39;t know who michael jackson was. He was just always there. He&#39;s a part of my household. And now everyone who spoke trash about him has turned the tables. All the publicists who once laughed and jeered at him are now calling him the best thing that ever happened to them. Michael Jackson made me see what perfection in music was. Music has been a part of me since day one; my instruments are my best friends, and MJ showed flawlessness. He makes you want to do music the right way, spend hours practicing even when you&#39;re tired, don&#39;t half ass it, play the beat the way it is written. Incorporate individuality in your music and art. He never missed a beat or a note. No autotune. No lip sync. No stunts. Pure talent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to send out my love and gratitude to the Jackson family, those who knew Michael the best. I send great condolences to his parents, because NO ONE should EVER have to bury their child. I send prayers that his children will be okay, and that Joe and Katherine never have to bury another one of their kids, and that all of Michael&#39;s siblings will have the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest in Peace, Michael Joseph Jackson. (August 29, 1958 - June 25, 2009)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neptunemanifesto.blogspot.com/feeds/894642639146849520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6566430519937171330/894642639146849520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566430519937171330/posts/default/894642639146849520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566430519937171330/posts/default/894642639146849520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neptunemanifesto.blogspot.com/2009/06/fallen-star-continues-to-shine.html' title='a fallen star continues to shine.'/><author><name>LustfulRepertoire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01665260425596339389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeU--jEn5BTsflEZdRJd_QDghq22Mao6zZ21Y-bjsrKll-T3Y3tZmM1QAgr532C7ua6BByx8YWuT60l94bUOSaVgP4gdlSpbOC-8jxZvnU5TgLE04gyGpwKnkR0DkJQSU/s220/124839652545485.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6566430519937171330.post-3921420092176944171</id><published>2009-06-08T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T16:42:18.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fed the fuck up.</title><content type='html'>i have not written a blog in a while for several reasons. those reasons include the fact that i havent had constant internet access lately. another reason...i havent really had much to talk about...well i suppose nothing i want to share with the world haha. its nothing, really. i can write blogs on my g1, but its sooo much easier to just write blogs on the computer. But today, I just felt like writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been back from frostburg for 6 days shy of a month. Surprisingly so, I have done a lot, but for a reason inexplainable, I have not been to randallstown, gwynn oak, or bel air while I&#39;ve been back. And I can&#39;t say that its not y fault, however I can&#39;t say I&#39;m not completely responsible for it either. The 3 towns I just named happen to be the residences of my closest friends. I don&#39;t know it its just because I moved. I don&#39;t know if its because I don&#39;t care. Because I can&#39;t help my nonchalantness...trust me, I&#39;m working on it. But what really fucking ticks me off is that some people expect me to get up at the drop of a dime and go visit them when they seem to make absolutely no effort to come see me. I moved, damn it. Only one of my best friends has actually come to see me at my new house. And that was brittany (elite). That says a lot. Jessica had the fucking nerve to tell me that I need to come down to bel air and chill at kiersten&#39;s house. For what? You don&#39;t talk to me. I hear from kiersten more than I hear from her, and wouldn&#39;t have a problem going there. But this is jessica, my alleged best friend since elementary school, one my first friends I made after moving to baltimore county. She wouldn&#39;t even know kiersten if it wasn&#39;t for me. We all went to the same middle school, kiersten didn&#39;t know jessica went to deer park until we were in high school. They had absolutely no connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But me being the nice bitch that I am, let my friends mix in together and now I have created a whole new collaboration.7 so I think jessica went to Bel Air. Bel Air is in Harford county, mind you. I still live in baltimore county, and I still live closer to randallstown than kiersten does. But it seems to be more convenient to travel there than to visit me in the same county. Its cool. Honestly I can say that I don&#39;t care, but I&#39;m just pissed off that jessica had the fucking nerve to tell me where I need to be. So when people come bback to their sense and realize the lack of sense they are showing, I&#39;ll be here. Not to mention, I did come to bel air over my winter break. Spent the night too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still talk to brittany on a regular basis, if not on the hpone, we definitely text. She hasn&#39;t changed much. I haven&#39;t seen her either but we still talk and laugh and joke like always. And I have texted kiersten occasionally. But jessica...no. if I didn&#39;t know any better I would assumed she died or ran away to Peru. And I&#39;m okay with that. There are some friends that you really don&#39;t need to talk to every day. But it seems like Albert is the only one of close friends that talk to like every day. Not because I make a bigger effort to him than I do everyone else, he seems to make the bigger effort THAN everyone else...maybe its because I have never gotten completely along with girls, strange as it may seem. I think girls are too sensitive and dramatic and have too many issues for me to keep up with. I just don&#39;t like girls except the ones that take the time to see past my ill tendencies. I grew up with males. I have 3 brothers, no sisters. Male cousins mostly. I was friends with their friends. The female cousins I do have are just like me. So when it comes to friends, I relate better to males because I am hardly emotional, girly or needy. And that is what I&#39;m told that makes me stand out from other girls. But like I said, my friends (most of them) are the exceptions. They&#39;re weird like me. And with the exception of brittany, we all grew up with boys. But we just don&#39;t seem to have the same interests. I&#39;m not really interested in anything, I like to take whatever comes at me. They like to party and talk about boys and shit. Not that its a problem but iget sick of it. I&#39;m not pressed at all. 9 times out of 10 if I like someone, I won&#39;t say it because its not that important to me. And I&#39;m also sick of jessica and kiersten bringing up my past all the fucking time. Its nothing bad, trust me, but a while back, they claimed that I kept secrets and shit from them about a guy I talked to in fucking middle school. Petty. I&#39;m a private person, I can&#39;t help it. And middle school, as far as romantics are concerned, is irrelevant. It is. Who the fuck care about anything before high school? And through high school I didn&#39;t keep much to myself. But I just don&#39;t like to talk about myself in that aspect. Its my business and my decision whether or not I care to share it. I hate assumptions that any male I utter 2 words to has to become a love interest. Its so annoying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember jessica kept saying that me and albert should go out. WHAT THE FUCK. Nothing against him but...no. why would I ruin our friendship like that and besides that he went with 2 of my best friends. No sir, not me. Besides, I don&#39;t look at him like that anyway. Let me live my fucking life and don&#39;t make any of your stupid predictions with me about who&#39;s going to have kids first and blah blah blah. They make me sound like a creepin ass ho sometimes. Which I am far from. Shit, its not my fault that people like me. I don&#39;t have to dignify them though.. if I dignified every person who liked me, I would be a very unhappy person, and things would have happened that I would regret now. Nature takes its own course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don&#39;t get me wrong, I still care about them, but if anyone knows me even a little bit they know I&#39;m not going to sugarcoat anything. I don&#39;t care if it makes you cry or whatever. Maybe I&#39;m the fucked up one. But I just had to get that out of my head and let it be known how I am and the way it goes. Nothing I said can&#39;t be repeated in person. But this is the gentle, calm, less harsh version. I still love my friendss, they make a part of my character, and I would hate to lose them completely. But I think we all need to be in one place and talk this shit out. I want to speak my mind. And they can say their feelings to me too. I don&#39;t care. Its for the better. Instead of pretending shit is dandy and cool and just throw a best friend title on me, let me KNOW. Tell me that its not just a front. Because we are the most distant best friends I have ever seen in my 18 years of existence on this dear planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&#39;t pick favorites, but they make it so hard. And none of them have a blogspot, so they probably should never see this, but if they do, so be it. Maybe I&#39;ll give them the link to it. I don&#39;t want to seem like I&#39;m asking for attention but damn, I&#39;m just not going to be quiet anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the longest it has ever taken me to write any blog...ever. as much as I love to prove a point, I don&#39;t like saying things quite like this. Perhaps I&#39;ll get over it. =]</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neptunemanifesto.blogspot.com/feeds/3921420092176944171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6566430519937171330/3921420092176944171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566430519937171330/posts/default/3921420092176944171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566430519937171330/posts/default/3921420092176944171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neptunemanifesto.blogspot.com/2009/06/fed-fuck-up.html' title='fed the fuck up.'/><author><name>LustfulRepertoire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01665260425596339389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeU--jEn5BTsflEZdRJd_QDghq22Mao6zZ21Y-bjsrKll-T3Y3tZmM1QAgr532C7ua6BByx8YWuT60l94bUOSaVgP4gdlSpbOC-8jxZvnU5TgLE04gyGpwKnkR0DkJQSU/s220/124839652545485.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6566430519937171330.post-1209866093560760848</id><published>2009-05-22T22:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T16:06:58.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what&#39;s up.</title><content type='html'>The compostion of other people&#39;s blogs have made me remember that I, too, have a blog. lol&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I&#39;ve been okay, we&#39;re on our summer break and I have been very relaxed. I recently got a new phone, the G1, which isn&#39;t the best phone, but it&#39;s practical enough for my uses. Its while, with a clear plastic case, and contrary to my expectations, it is a pretty attractive phone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I&#39;ve been prompted to write because the same thing always happens to me. People always make me think, they really do, and when I hear other people&#39;s issue&#39;s, it makes me analyze my own similar situations and dilemmas. So here I am going to write about a few different things: future, family, friends...blahhhh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My future is not really blurry, but its not bvery clear either. I have always had an interest in science, most definitely. Whether it was Aeronautics, chemistry, forensics, or biology, it was always science. My old interests always come back, and make me try to reconsider my plans. I have always loved aeronautics, but I didn&#39;t pursue it because engineering is very hard and very competitive and it isn&#39;t guaranteed to become a successful aeronautic engineer. besides, if i ever did that, I would want to work for Boeing, Lockheed Martin, or Airbus. BIG name aero companies. I still have an interest in forensics, not that this is important but I watch CSI like every day in deep interest. I still am interested in medicine. But I just don&#39;t know what kind of medicine yet. But that&#39;s okay, because many doctors don&#39;t even specialize until residency anyway. But I have a great interest in American Politics and some parts of American history. I am a political science minor, so I think I&#39;m doing okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My family is the same mess it has always been, but they&#39;re great nonetheless. There are about 22 people in this house as I speak, and they are very loud. I did my two year old cousin&#39;s (but since she&#39;s youngshe calls me Auntie Tosin) hair, and boy she can talk. She told me that she was a princess. Lol. Someone broke a glass, another fell from a chair and busted her lip, another one of them got their hand stuck in a jar. While I hate being immesely occupied, these kids sure do amuse me. I find it funny that these kids break up into little cliques and get into little arguments. My little brother was holding a 6 month old, and his diaper was a little overdue...poop got on his shirt, I died laughingas I took the baby away from him. lol enough about this madness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friends. Ohgeez, my friends. I have some pretty interesting friends. I tell you. Its like mixing and matching. You have fun with a certain combination of friends. When all of them are present at the same time, someone gets either angry or irritated. Otherwise it can just be awkward and boring. Some of them have become distant, which is normal at this age. I barely converse with Jessica or Kiersten anymore, but at one point, they were my closest friends. Not saying that  have a problem, its just natural and people drift, things are becoming real. Things could change, but  I think as far as common interests, we really aren&#39;t the same.(you know, besides music). Brittany and Jasmine have been drifting from me since high school, but I still to them from time to time just to touch bases with them. Again, I&#39;m just a little odd compared to them, and they know it, I&#39;m weird. lol But It&#39;s still fun to talk to them, because they are really funny and  always have something to share with me. It&#39;s never silent on the phone lol. Brittany (Elite) and Albert seem to be the people I talk to the most often, we really haven&#39;t changed. I talk to them on the phone pretty often, although I haven&#39;t seen either of them since December.Haha. I&#39;m really content with my friends though. Even though all of them are a pain in my ass. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well that&#39;s pretty much my update on everything, I&#39;ll try toupdate more often, and I have really been meaning to edit my blog layout but I just don&#39;t feel like it so if you would excuse me, I have to return to my family cookout activities. =]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neptunemanifesto.blogspot.com/feeds/1209866093560760848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6566430519937171330/1209866093560760848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566430519937171330/posts/default/1209866093560760848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566430519937171330/posts/default/1209866093560760848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neptunemanifesto.blogspot.com/2009/05/whats-up.html' title='what&#39;s up.'/><author><name>LustfulRepertoire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01665260425596339389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeU--jEn5BTsflEZdRJd_QDghq22Mao6zZ21Y-bjsrKll-T3Y3tZmM1QAgr532C7ua6BByx8YWuT60l94bUOSaVgP4gdlSpbOC-8jxZvnU5TgLE04gyGpwKnkR0DkJQSU/s220/124839652545485.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6566430519937171330.post-1985520359847264207</id><published>2009-05-14T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T14:27:37.320-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="college"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="emjayoath"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="frostburg"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="school"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="summer"/><title type='text'>Bringing Freshman Year to a Close</title><content type='html'>Soo&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has finally come to the end of my freshman year in college. Its been real. REAL. It was pretty interesting because so much happened this school year. I&#39;ve been amused. I&#39;ve been pissed off, I&#39;m been all but an exception. I don&#39;t regret this year at all...well maybe I could have been more serious...but nonetheless, I am pretty satisfied with this school year. I met some cool people. I met some annoying people as well. There are some people in particular that I can see myself still keeping contact with in 5 years. It has been quite alright to say the least. The people in my residence hall have been amazing. Its almost sad when you start realizing that after Friday, we will no longer be residents of Lowell M. Sowers Residence Hall (don&#39;t ask why I even noticed). No more annoying knocks on the door from people asking for something, no more noisy neighbors, no more fights (haha). I think that I have connected with some of the people here, and that is pretty cool. Not saying that this was the most spectacular year ever, but it was one hell of an academic year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will not miss those triflin girls that like to leave period blood trails on the bathroom floor, leave hair in the shower drains, get hair dye all over the place, leave loogies in the sink drains, and improperly wrap sanitary pads. I will not miss the fact that our room always smelled like food in the afternoon because we live right on top of a restaurant. I will not miss the random knocks at odd hours of the day. I will not miss the people who annoyed me (well at least not their annoying tendencies). I will not miss the people at the restaurant downstairs waking me up at wee hours with their boombox and reversing food trucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But mostly the biggest change that I will have to got through next year is my living situation. I have rented an apartment with two of my friends. So, Morgan will no longer be my roommate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So she finally gets her shine... Morgan is one of the most eccentric people (or obsessive?) people that I have ever met in my life. There are not too many people that can share the same sense of humor that I have.  Laugh at things that aren&#39;t funny (or meant to be). Break up relationship fights with. Help out drunk neighbors and laugh when they aren&#39;t looking. She is annoying bitch, but she was an awesome annoying bitch. Life at FSU would not have been as amusing as it was with her. Next year will still be pretty amusing, but it will never emulate or surpass the merryment that I had with Morgan. So, yes, bitch, when you read this, just know...you are pretty fucking amazing. (don&#39;t get hyped.) We have like a million insiders and its really funny because in 10th grade when we had Chemistry together, we would have never figured that we would be living with each other for 9 consecutive months. She puts up with my strange (and probably annoying) tendencies. So, will all that said, we (and I) will miss that ho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As far as my academics, I am definitely going to step up the game next semester. I can&#39;t wait to bring the grades where they need to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really don&#39;t have much to say, other than the fact that I&#39;m waiting for my dad to get here so he can come get me (and my belongings.)&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neptunemanifesto.blogspot.com/feeds/1985520359847264207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6566430519937171330/1985520359847264207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566430519937171330/posts/default/1985520359847264207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566430519937171330/posts/default/1985520359847264207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neptunemanifesto.blogspot.com/2009/05/bringing-freshman-year-to-close.html' title='Bringing Freshman Year to a Close'/><author><name>LustfulRepertoire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01665260425596339389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeU--jEn5BTsflEZdRJd_QDghq22Mao6zZ21Y-bjsrKll-T3Y3tZmM1QAgr532C7ua6BByx8YWuT60l94bUOSaVgP4gdlSpbOC-8jxZvnU5TgLE04gyGpwKnkR0DkJQSU/s220/124839652545485.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6566430519937171330.post-8852483454674515129</id><published>2009-05-08T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T04:00:55.933-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="band"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="beatbox"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cello"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="drums"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="flute"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="greg"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="instruments"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="music"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="orchestra"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pattillo"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="piano"/><title type='text'>i&#39;m a bit inspired..</title><content type='html'>Despite the fact that it&#39;s&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt; 6:47 am&lt;/span&gt;, and I really should be asleep like everyone else in the dorm (except my roommate, morgan...she&#39;s up with me). But we want to go get breakfast this morning, and we didn&#39;t got to bed until almost 6am so we decided to stay up. I was up studying for today&#39;s lab practical - &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;wish me luck by the way&lt;/span&gt;- and you know, that has led me to write a blog....you know, among other things.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, so like I was on facebook earlier and somebody posted a video on someone else&#39;s wall. it was a video of a beat-boxing flute player named &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 204, 0);&quot;&gt;Greg Pattillo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. He is effing AMAZING. Here&#39;s one of his videos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; &quot;&gt;&lt;object width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;344&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/r_9b1FCmffE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowFullScreen&quot; value=&quot;true&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowscriptaccess&quot; value=&quot;always&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/r_9b1FCmffE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; allowscriptaccess=&quot;always&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;true&quot; width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;344&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but I feel inspired because I went to his youtube account and he also has a video of him performing at the subway in new york..in front of the Q train. but this time he was playing with a cellist. I used to be a cellist, and when i saw this collaboration, it kind of makes me want to perfect my string instrument game. I don&#39;t have a cello anymore, though, but I do have a violin. however, my violin has a bad A string, and it sounds &quot;absolutely dreadful&quot; to the ear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I remember when me and Kiersten used to play our instruments together because we were the only ones in out group of friends who could play instruments. She plays the flute and the piano primarily, and she can also play guitar. I play the piano and the string instruments, I am still learning the guitar, and we both can play the drums. We used to play around, and at one point, considered starting a group with jessica, since she sings...heheheh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but you know, that never went anywhere. but I really think instruemental music is the best thing that ever happened to me, and i would be nothing without it. i just wish that i had more time on my hands to practice. hopefully this summer i can get good at my instruments again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;things like this make me miss band.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but that video really made my day, believe it or not. That guy is AMAZING and if her ever came in the Baltimore area, me and Kiersten are going to go watch him. :)&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neptunemanifesto.blogspot.com/feeds/8852483454674515129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6566430519937171330/8852483454674515129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566430519937171330/posts/default/8852483454674515129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566430519937171330/posts/default/8852483454674515129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neptunemanifesto.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-bit-inspired.html' title='i&#39;m a bit inspired..'/><author><name>LustfulRepertoire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01665260425596339389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeU--jEn5BTsflEZdRJd_QDghq22Mao6zZ21Y-bjsrKll-T3Y3tZmM1QAgr532C7ua6BByx8YWuT60l94bUOSaVgP4gdlSpbOC-8jxZvnU5TgLE04gyGpwKnkR0DkJQSU/s220/124839652545485.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6566430519937171330.post-1527296379751021396</id><published>2009-05-05T15:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T15:41:49.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yahhhhhh trick yahhhhhh...lol</title><content type='html'>greetings earthlings...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heheh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but anyways... I&#39;ve noticed a grossly increasing number of readership...and that&#39;s pretty cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in other news, I have like 9 or 10 days left in Frostburg, and I&#39;m kinda excited. I just want to do well on my finals and all that jazz, and hopefully my grades turn out the way I want them to. I have a crapload of work to do, so I really don&#39;t understand why I am writing this blog. But you know, sometimes you need to break the monotony.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a lot in store for the summer ahead of me. I am looking forward to it, and can&#39;t express how relieved I will be when finals are over. It is CRUNCH TIME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm...what else has happened lately? Nothing really, I&#39;ve just been doing homework. I have been rather irritated with certain individuals simply because they like to waste my time. it&#39;s not that serious, but it just perplexes me when people do things sometimes. and i also am confused by the intentions and wishes of today&#39;s youth. [how diplomatic i sound.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really have nothing to talk about, and it would help if I had some ideas on things to write about. Uhhhhhh so, I think I&#39;ll end this, and with that being said, wish me good luck on my finals and stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha=]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neptunemanifesto.blogspot.com/feeds/1527296379751021396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6566430519937171330/1527296379751021396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566430519937171330/posts/default/1527296379751021396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566430519937171330/posts/default/1527296379751021396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neptunemanifesto.blogspot.com/2009/05/yahhhhhh-trick-yahhhhhhlol.html' title='yahhhhhh trick yahhhhhh...lol'/><author><name>LustfulRepertoire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01665260425596339389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeU--jEn5BTsflEZdRJd_QDghq22Mao6zZ21Y-bjsrKll-T3Y3tZmM1QAgr532C7ua6BByx8YWuT60l94bUOSaVgP4gdlSpbOC-8jxZvnU5TgLE04gyGpwKnkR0DkJQSU/s220/124839652545485.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6566430519937171330.post-7192324592785823822</id><published>2009-04-30T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T13:00:08.106-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cartilage"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="college"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="flu"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="piercing"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pig"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="swine"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="twitter"/><title type='text'>of a different variety.</title><content type='html'>So I haven&#39;t written in a couple days. Not that I planned to write every day or something but I just thought that would be enough to say. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But anyways, we have a little over two weeks left in the semester, and I am happy to say the least. I don&#39;t want to get too excited, because I still need to keep myself focused enough to close in for the year and get decent grades. I can not afford to slip. I&#39;m trying to stay focused, but the worrysome and distracted person that I am won&#39;t allow me to. But fuck that, I will prevail. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH! and in other news, &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;I pierced my own cartilage&lt;/span&gt; on Tuesday. Morgan and I did our own ears. And it did hurt. But not enough to cry. But the stupid thing I did was &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 204, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;I put a nickel-alloy earring in it...I&#39;m allergic to nickel...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; SO I don&#39;t feel too smart right now, but hopefully the force is with me and my ear doesn&#39;t react negatively to it :-/ I&#39;m pretty sure it will because every time my skin comes in contact with a nickel,  it starts itching and I get raised bumps, and sometimes fluid comes out...gross, yes, but it&#39;s true. So I&#39;m allergic to most belt buckles, some bra snaps, buttons, necklaces, keys, or anything that contains nickel. I need to go get a titanium earring for it. The pin that I pierced it with probably has nickel in it, too. =[&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But if the force acts with me, I&#39;ll be fine like my mother tried to assure me to believe. But she told me it it starts reacting funny, I should take it out, and I could always get it done professionally on the other ear while it heals. I don&#39;t really think I regret it, I&#39;m just kind of skeptical of the outcome. I would actually feel the safest if I used a hollow piercing needle... but anyway it&#39;s all good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On other notes, I just came from a UPC (University Programming Council) interview. I think it went well, and hopefully I get chosen to be on the exec board next semester. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LMAO. My statistics professor sent all his students a very amusing picture (it&#39;s amusing considering the circumstances that the world is currently under)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 102, 102);&quot;&gt;&lt;a attach=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://studentmail.frostburg.edu/exchange/tofadeyi0/Inbox/flu:%202092MATH209_007-2.EML/1_multipart_xF8FF_2_image001.jpg/C58EA28C-18C0-4a97-9AF2-036E93DDAFB3/image001.jpg?attach=1&quot;&gt;click here to see =]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;   style=&quot;  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:&#39;lucida grande&#39;;font-size:13px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;   style=&quot;  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:&#39;lucida grande&#39;;font-size:13px;&quot;&gt;I just could not believe the humor of that. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;   style=&quot;  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:&#39;lucida grande&#39;;font-size:13px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;   style=&quot;  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:&#39;lucida grande&#39;;font-size:13px;&quot;&gt;well, thanks for reading. I tend to use my twitter more nowadays, so follow me on twitter:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;   style=&quot;  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:&#39;lucida grande&#39;;font-size:13px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot; white-space: pre-wrap; font-size:13px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 102, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;www.twitter.com/tripscore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neptunemanifesto.blogspot.com/feeds/7192324592785823822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6566430519937171330/7192324592785823822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566430519937171330/posts/default/7192324592785823822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566430519937171330/posts/default/7192324592785823822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neptunemanifesto.blogspot.com/2009/04/of-different-variety.html' title='of a different variety.'/><author><name>LustfulRepertoire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01665260425596339389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeU--jEn5BTsflEZdRJd_QDghq22Mao6zZ21Y-bjsrKll-T3Y3tZmM1QAgr532C7ua6BByx8YWuT60l94bUOSaVgP4gdlSpbOC-8jxZvnU5TgLE04gyGpwKnkR0DkJQSU/s220/124839652545485.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6566430519937171330.post-903729269164794224</id><published>2009-04-25T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T12:52:29.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>events and such.</title><content type='html'>I&#39;ve ha a pretty interesting week. It was Earth Week, and a lot of events went on around the campus. All kinds of fundraisers and charity events were going on. Me being a Bio major, its all I&#39;ve been hearing about all week.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But yesterday was Relay for Life, and most of the organizations of Frostburg State were there. Fraternities, Sororities, Sports Teams, Leadership Programs. I&#39;m part of the Pre-Professional Medical Society, and we had to stay there for a REALLY long time. Relay for life was from 6pm to 6am this morning. I was there from like 7pm to about 5am. So I was there for a while. Pre Med Society raised the most money....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, by the way, Relay for Life is a walk for cancer awareness and support. I&#39;ve had a family member recently survive cancer, so the whole event was pretty cool. There was like a vigil for all the cancer survivors and those who lost their lives to cancer. 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style=&quot;cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; &quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;moesha and toesha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;right before we left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://i-mjness.blogspot.com&quot;&gt;here&#39;s her blog by the way.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neptunemanifesto.blogspot.com/feeds/903729269164794224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6566430519937171330/903729269164794224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566430519937171330/posts/default/903729269164794224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566430519937171330/posts/default/903729269164794224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neptunemanifesto.blogspot.com/2009/04/events-and-such.html' title='events and such.'/><author><name>LustfulRepertoire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01665260425596339389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeU--jEn5BTsflEZdRJd_QDghq22Mao6zZ21Y-bjsrKll-T3Y3tZmM1QAgr532C7ua6BByx8YWuT60l94bUOSaVgP4gdlSpbOC-8jxZvnU5TgLE04gyGpwKnkR0DkJQSU/s220/124839652545485.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv6QzoKX005PN3QNuavYw9qB2jZFAMBFl1PaSR1RNCmREAEBg5YiPHkg4A8a-xydpvz7RFHUGAP9fAC6diGKq5qIWa7B3Vl-MtYtzBkYdDTttcWl2nXbtkR3UOI543wfFzFeWOOAWt2PY/s72-c/P1040189.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6566430519937171330.post-7540827907087936246</id><published>2009-04-23T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T15:41:13.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stuff.</title><content type='html'>I don&#39;t have much to say today, besides the fact that I&#39;ve been pretty busy. It has been a good week though, and for that I am grateful. I have a lab practical on Friday, and I&#39;m not sure how well I&#39;m going to do on it, but I&#39;m pretty confident that I will pass. Statistics is kicking my ass, but I won&#39;t surrender to it, I&#39;ve come too far to stop now. Besides, I have a B.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still have to send in my job and internship applications before I wrap up this semester. Next semester I&#39;m going to have a plate full of events because I have signed up to do a lot. I need to be more active on campus, and get a little bit going on for me to put on my resume. Currently, I&#39;m only involved in the Pre-Professional Medical Society. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But anyway...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am really looking forward to this summer, even though most of it I porbably won&#39;t be sitting around enjoying myself. I&#39;m just excited to take a break from the full-time student thing. I&#39;m still going to be taking classes this summer, though. One online Psych class, and possibly a Chemistry class. I still have to work and all that stuff too. But honestly, I&#39;m more concerned about school than making money at this time. Next year, I might be a tutor for Biology 149...so there&#39;s some stipend there too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kicking into overdrive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besides school and working and camp counseling at my youngest brother&#39;s school, I will try to squeeze in time to go places and do stuff. I am going to New York at least one time this summer. Definitely will be taking the MARC train to Washington, DC as well. I&#39;ll also go party with everyone, its been a really long time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I am looking forward to that. So, i&#39;ll be working extra hard until the semester is finally over..then home I come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sdlkflkjaskl;fjwijrlkgfnelkrfnglknrlngekngklnw;gkja&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so much to do, so little time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;adios.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neptunemanifesto.blogspot.com/feeds/7540827907087936246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6566430519937171330/7540827907087936246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566430519937171330/posts/default/7540827907087936246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566430519937171330/posts/default/7540827907087936246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neptunemanifesto.blogspot.com/2009/04/stuff.html' title='stuff.'/><author><name>LustfulRepertoire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01665260425596339389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeU--jEn5BTsflEZdRJd_QDghq22Mao6zZ21Y-bjsrKll-T3Y3tZmM1QAgr532C7ua6BByx8YWuT60l94bUOSaVgP4gdlSpbOC-8jxZvnU5TgLE04gyGpwKnkR0DkJQSU/s220/124839652545485.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6566430519937171330.post-1019150729115286411</id><published>2009-04-18T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T17:05:22.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a beautiful day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;courier new&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:medium;&quot;&gt;&quot;A morning shower is like a rebirth, reflections of the womb, crazy sentimental floating in lukewarm placental, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;courier new&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:medium;&quot;&gt;Now I chop a burden on the sink trying not to think about what &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;courier new&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:medium;&quot;&gt;Lies before me but the sun just reassured me that &lt;br /&gt;Everythings gonna be allright, the last thing on my mind is tonight...&quot; -&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Travis McCoy&lt;/span&gt;, Gym Class Heroes, &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;A Beautiful Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I&#39;m feeling enlightened today. I really am. Maybe because the weather is nice, because that kind of makes me a little happy when the weather is nice. puts me in a fantastical mood. muuch better than yesterday. we have a few weeks of school left, so hopefully they&#39;ll be fun. i don&#39;t like to dwell on the fact that i&#39;m in a shithole of a town, i&#39;d rather just embrace positive things about it. i&#39;m not really bent on going home, i&#39;m not homesick, however, i do miss some things about being home. moping around about not being home is a waste of time and emotion. so i just live life one day at a time. no point in being all depressed and what have you, because in the end, it does nothing but make me look like a sap. haha.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;too young to be depressed. so anyway, hopefully its fun, i want to really get out and do something for a change hopefully if i find time and audacity to do it. these days i spend less time in my room because i need a change of scenery. i did a little cleaning up today because i was sick of looking at the mess that was on my side of the room. and as far as not being in th4e room as much as i could be, i get more done elsewhere, too. i&#39;m tired of looking at the same 8 (or so) walls in here. i even changed my sheets to green. (^_^)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so shannon and i were talking about getting out more, and she was saying that you kinda miss out on the whole college experience when you&#39;re inside doing nothing. which is true. so like we decided to go out today, even though it probably won&#39;t happen (never does)...but you never know. and even if we do get out, we probably won&#39;t find anywhere to go. but the point is, getting out and doing something other than sitting around in boredom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just feel enlightened. its like no holding back time. no pessimism today. maybe tomorrow when i have to do homework and shit. but not today. but i think i always feel like this on saturdays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so in this few weeks that we have left...&quot;i&#39;ma do it up.&quot; lmaoo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neptunemanifesto.blogspot.com/feeds/1019150729115286411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6566430519937171330/1019150729115286411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566430519937171330/posts/default/1019150729115286411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566430519937171330/posts/default/1019150729115286411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neptunemanifesto.blogspot.com/2009/04/beautiful-day.html' title='a beautiful day.'/><author><name>LustfulRepertoire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01665260425596339389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeU--jEn5BTsflEZdRJd_QDghq22Mao6zZ21Y-bjsrKll-T3Y3tZmM1QAgr532C7ua6BByx8YWuT60l94bUOSaVgP4gdlSpbOC-8jxZvnU5TgLE04gyGpwKnkR0DkJQSU/s220/124839652545485.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6566430519937171330.post-7822242974104000611</id><published>2009-04-17T16:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T16:35:15.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FML.</title><content type='html'>I&#39;m not really stressed. But I&#39;m not really cool either. I&#39;m just crazy irritated. I don&#39;t really know why I am so irritated. I just find it so hard to keep things together. Like, I&#39;m usually a pretty neat and organized person. I don&#39;t know what the  fuck is going on with my life, but my living quarters are a hot ass mess. My drawers in my desk don&#39;t even close because they&#39;re full of papers and other bullshit that I need to take care of. I have a lot of work to do and it bothers me because I never get the chance to do it.  I really don&#39;t have much pending now, but there have been days where I just said, &quot;&#39;Fuck this.&quot; and went to sleep. Mind you, this was probably at 5:00 in the morning.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I find it very hard to be satisfied because I don&#39;t really want to call myself a perfectionist, but I just have certain tendencies that cause me to get rather irritated. Sometimes I&#39;m very grateful for being able to supress my anger. I get very pissed off, but I just don&#39;t show it because it draws attention, and the last thing I want is unnecessary attention. i find myself stopping myself from saying or doing things quite often these days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH MY FUCKING GOSH. my english teacher fucking called me today saying that there was something wrong with a transition in my essay or something so my paper failed, but she&#39;s giving me a chance to fix it. By the way, if we fail this paper, WE FAIL THE COURSE. I was rather heated, but I calmed myself, and just went to read my essay again. I am going to fix the problem, and that bitch better not fail my motherfucking paper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to the lounge to call her back to reason with her. And I swear I had to call her 7 times before the damn line was clear. UGHH. I was kinda almost shaking a little bit out of anger, because I get really angry about my grades. especially if its an irrelevant subject like English. I envisioned myself throwing one of the chairs in the lounge through the wall. I think I almost did it. But you know, I quickly got over that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just advise people to avoid my angry persona because it&#39;s something that has gotten me in trouble many times, and its just a part of me that I would like to get rid of, but can&#39;t. But luckily, people think I&#39;m very calm and collected and unable to get angry. It does take a lot to make me angry, but its just something that none of us want. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I kind of envisioned myself ripping my laptop apart too. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh......shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i need a stress reliever. or supressant. like a drink or something. i think i&#39;d be very enlightened. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;later days.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neptunemanifesto.blogspot.com/feeds/7822242974104000611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6566430519937171330/7822242974104000611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566430519937171330/posts/default/7822242974104000611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566430519937171330/posts/default/7822242974104000611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neptunemanifesto.blogspot.com/2009/04/fml.html' title='FML.'/><author><name>LustfulRepertoire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01665260425596339389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeU--jEn5BTsflEZdRJd_QDghq22Mao6zZ21Y-bjsrKll-T3Y3tZmM1QAgr532C7ua6BByx8YWuT60l94bUOSaVgP4gdlSpbOC-8jxZvnU5TgLE04gyGpwKnkR0DkJQSU/s220/124839652545485.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6566430519937171330.post-8691278808796089853</id><published>2009-04-14T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T15:56:28.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Really? Another Reconsideration.</title><content type='html'>So you know how they say the average college student changes their major at least once? Well I don&#39;t really feel the desire to change my major, I just feel like I need some serious backup plans. I don&#39;t really know why I want to go to medical school. I&#39;m not sure if its because I think its what I really want to do, or if that is what my mother is supporting. When I told her I wanted to go into aeronautics when I was in high school, she wasn&#39;t really happy about that. I think that I still want to do science, and possibly still do something medical, but I&#39;m just not sure if the General Practitioner thing is for me.  I  like the idea of helping people feel better, but I feel like I need to be doing something &#39;cooler&#39;.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I&#39;m just evaluating my options, but I think the person that I really need to talk to is my dad. My mother would not understand what I&#39;m saying and where I&#39;m coming from, and she would be very disappointed. But i&#39;m not even saying that I&#39;m completely ruling medical school out. I just need some alternative plans in case that doesn&#39;t work. But I think my dad will have a better viewpoint because he is less biased, and he also probably never intended to do what he is doing now. He is smart enough to have gone to medical school, and also enough to go be a professor. However, he has a Doctorate of Business Administration (DBA), and he was an accountant before he got more experience in managing a contracting company. So, I&#39;ll just ask for his opinion before turning to my hot tempered mother. =]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As far as people&#39;s common misconceptions about doctors and medical schools, I don&#39;t really listen to them because most of them have no idea what it takes and requires. Most people believe that doctors have no lives, hardly ever get married or date, and are in school or working forever. There are some doctors that stay on call, and work long hours. Most of them are trauma surgeons, or ER doctors, the rest of them are OB/GYNs. General Practice doctors have office hours, and usually work in clinics. Some work in hospitals. They spend the rest of their time doing what they desire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I come from a family with several doctors in them, and all of them are happily married and had their share of love life, and clubbing days. Life is simply what you make out of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like this is a vvery ininteresting blog because its talking about me, and I don&#39;t really like to talk about things that bother me. So this one really wasn&#39;t written to entertain anyone, it was just written out of spontaneous thought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I just think that it&#39;s weird how two people I know both changed their minds about being doctors, and I was even currently in the consideration of keeping or not keeping the medical school goal. One of my previous blogs actually brought up the issue. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But if all goes well, I&#39;ll be happy, and making a plentiful, yet not ridiculous salary. I just want to be well off. I will definitely finish more than a bachelor&#39;s degree, no doubt, but I just don&#39;t know which doctorate or master&#39;s I will be completing. I&#39;m still keeping my aeronautics interests in mind. Maybe I&#39;ll be flying planes or managing air traffic control.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MaybeI&#39;ll be a surgeon. Maybe I&#39;ll be a gynecologist. Maybe I&#39;ll be a dentist. Maybe I&#39;ll do something else. Its all a matter of fate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neptunemanifesto.blogspot.com/feeds/8691278808796089853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6566430519937171330/8691278808796089853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566430519937171330/posts/default/8691278808796089853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566430519937171330/posts/default/8691278808796089853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neptunemanifesto.blogspot.com/2009/04/really-another-reconsideration.html' title='Really? 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