I am sooooo boooored....

I'm in C++ right now, and I'm pretty freakin' bored. I wish I could program an escape route out of here. Unfortunately, I'm still writing programs that ask me what my name is. I guess it'll be a while before I get to cooler things.
I suppose I should be careful with what I say here. I mean, I am Dr. Massey's friend on facebook, so I really hope he isn't keeping an eye on me. Oh, well. Negative consequences have never stopped me before.
This next week is going to suck for me and my friends. Thursday greets us with a Calculus test (that's for Brittany), a take home test (for everyone in Differential), and a slew of proofs (for Abstract Algebra). I'm also supposed to have something that resembles a speech for Forensics, and I'm nowhere close to having one. Tuesday brings a Differential test (no, not the take-home. ANOTHER test), and on next Thursday I have to turn in even more proofs for Abstract, plus a program for C++. Of course, when it's all done, we get to go to Atlanta, so I guess it's worth it.
It really doesn't help that Sufjan Stevens is performing in Atlanta on Wednesday (AAAHHH! I want to go so much!), but I'll try to make up for it by listening to his music in my room. That's just as good, right? Right? I know it sucks, but I know my life can't be all fun.... just mostly.

A Whole New Year!

Well, this year pretty much beats the crap out of the last one. I've had a BLAST with all of my friends over the past three weeks, and I can tell that the rest of the semester is going to be even better. So far I've seen a friend get hitched (Jennifer Jones became Mrs. Weaver), been to the Isle of Heron, visited a 23-mile yard sale, and hiked to the second-highest point east of the Mississippi River (otherwise known as Clingman's Dome). Yes sir, this year is awesome.
People have also been coming over on Monday nights to cook dinner, and while we may not ever get to eat before nine o'clock, it's pretty cool to know we're all willing to starve for a few hours just to eat together. And hopefully I'll be able to cook something that doesn't suck by the end of the semester.
Hm... what else....
Oh, well, I'm sure I'll think of something else to write about soon. In the meantime, have a splendid new year at school!

My Summer's Better Than Yours

Well, I haven't posted anything since March, and I'm betting a lot of you considered this blog to be a bit of an orphan. Not so! Like a negligent father shunting his responsibilites, I am ashamed, but willing to take the time and effort to save the bits and pieces of the relationship we once had. Oh, the memories! Remember that one time I posted? And that other time? Good times.
Anyway, my summer is far superior to anyone else's. I've looked it over, and I just don't see how it could possibly be any better (excluding life-changing accidents, like winning the lottery or finding out that Bill Gates is your biological father (which, by the way, could be true for my friend Brian Cox. I mean really, he does look a little like him, ignoring the red hair and everything else that doesn't support my stance. Okay, fine, they both wear glasses, and that's the entire foundation to my argument, but he should get one of those DNA tests done just in case.))
First, I went back home and enjoyed life after exams. Then I went to see my friends graduate the following weekend, and those were kind of sad times. Bethany, Rachel, Keith, and Mark will be dearly missed, and anyone else I'm forgetting (and yes, I do realize the irony behind what I just said. It's intentional. I'm not stupid.) Last Thursday I went to a Imogene Heap concert in Knoxville with Lindsey and Shannon, and that was fun. I'm still not a die-hard fan or anything (what does that expression mean, by the way?) but it was pretty good. Now I'm staying with my aunt and uncle in Atlanta, and they're keeping me pretty busy. They're nice, though, so at least I'm having fun while I'm here. Next week I'll be going to Litchfield, SC (that's a beach) with my family, and the day after I get back I have to pick up Shawn (that's a person) and we'll go to our job orientation to be desk workers. Then I'll have about five days off before packing up all the stuff I just unpacked and heading right back to the school I just left.
I'll be staying at the Honors House (which deserves to be capit(a or o?)lized) and have my very own room for about three weeks. Then Ben will come back and I will have to move all of my stuff across the hall to David's room.
I'd like to take this opportunity to say a big thank you to David, who may eventually regret ever even bringing up the idea of being roommates, but if he does, it's his own fault. Actually, we'll all probably get along fine, granted everyone's rooting for the same soccer team. I personally don't have a favorite at the moment, but I will restlessly investigate this strange, manic world known as Futbol and let you know which team I support, just as soon as the World Cup is over and done with (for my own health and safety). Sometime in there, Shawn, Beth, and I are going to go to Loretta Lynn's house and hear her sing! I'm so excited at the mere thought. I hope she has a yard sale!
After school ends, I get to go to... (are you ready for this?) WASHINGTON D.C.!!! Shawn and I will go up and visit our very good friend, Brittany, who has graciously invited us into her home after I informed her that we would be staying there. We'll see all the traditional sights, possibly get arrested, and definitely dine with Bill Frist and Lamar Alexander. Oh, and Preston will be an intern for Lamar, so we'll be sure to hang out with him as much as his duties as an intern allows him to.
After that extravaganza, I'm hoping to go to a Fiona Apple concert with Lindsey and Shannon, granted that Fiona actually has a concert and stops being so elusive and secretive. I'm not really sure what I'll do for the next two weeks after that but I'm sure I'll have fun.
Good grief! I hope I do this much typing on my Honors Project. I think I developed arthritis and carpal tunnel just typing this post. Oh, well. If you've been mentioned in this post, I'd just like to say THANK YOU for helping to make my summer a fun time!

Movin' On Up

I recently learned that Shawn, Brwyan, Brian, and I are going to the apartments next year! So many good things are going to come out of this. Firstly, I will be able to go to bed/get up any time I want to and not have to worry about a roommate. Secondly, I can adopt a constant state of eating, thanks to my new kitchen! (ooo! ... ahhh!) Despite the fact that I can't cook very many things, the girls from Swann have offered to practice their domestic skills on me, and I'll be more than happy to have them over. Oh yeah! Speaking of girls, there's no curfew at the apartments either (well, not a strict one) which means that the ladies can stay over as late as they want.
Coincidentally, construction on the new Family & Consumer Science building will be going on next semester, meaning that there will be lots of building materials being thrown away..... One man's trash is my treasure. I can't wait to fill up my room with scrap wood and concrete blocks! Maybe it's a good thing that Brian and I won't be sharing a room next year. I don't think he'd appreciate the jungle of garbage greeting him every time he'd open the door.
Anyway, to all those whom I know, please come over as much as possible, because trust me when I say that Brian, Brian, Brwyan, and Shawn's apartment will be the coolest pad on Carson-Newman's campus.

Brian and Brwyan are Attacked by Metal Objects!

On Thursday, my roommate and I were tromping through the woods (nevermind why), when (okay, fine, we were trying to find where Mossy Creek starts, which sounds dumb, but made sense at the time) we had to sidle down a steep slope. Apparently this slope was also a slippery one, because I fell face-first into a barbed wire fence. I swore (the S-word, in case you were wondering) and stood up to see a trickle of blood running down my nose. I didn't think too much of it at first, but once I saw myself in the mirror, I realized that stupid barb could have taken my eye out! So while I may have scarred my gorgeous face, at least I have all of my body parts attached, and I am very grateful. Actually, I got a really cool cut on my arm that looks a little like the Chinese-Japanese numeral for five. That would have helped out on my math history class this morning. Oh, well.
When I went back to the dorm, I learned that Brwyan had been attacked by a bike machine! It smacked him in the ear, leaving a pretty nasty black bruise and a nice-sized cut. Is it merely coincidence that Brwyan and I were savagely attacked by metal objects, or is metal declaring war on all things named Brian/Brwyan?! Only time will tell.

My First Blog

Hello there! This blog looks kind of like an old piece of paper, and I like it! This is my first post-thingy ever, so just hang in there while I get the hang of this. I've put up some pictures of myself at moments that I feel best represent me, just to give you an idea of how I see myself. As you can see, I'm outside in each of these pictures, which shows that I like the outdoors, and someone else is taking each picture, which shows that I have friends!
If you like this blog (which right now there's not much to see), thanks, but I hope that you get the underlying message here: I do not condone the obsession some of my friends have with the internet, and it's a shame to "live" life when there's a big world out there full of real people to talk to. People need interaction, and laughing is no fun when there's no one there to share it with. I'm not preaching, but I hope that whatever I put on this blog will encourage everybody to get along, be full of love, live life to the fullest, and have as much fun as possible!