Yup

So needless to say, this whole living out of dorm (or my parents house) thing is quite novel to me... And needless to say, there are quite a number of things that you just never learn when the only places you've ever lived were a dorm or a farmhouse...

First things first...

The dishes don't clean themselves... Holy dear... I think I may have thought that my parents bought new plates every week... but now I think I may no different =)

(oh, btw... if my 'rents really wanted me to do dishes, they should have bought a dish washer)

Second, I've learned that furniture doesn't come with the room... Dorm really spoiled me there... Well... thats not to say that i didnt ahve a lot of furniture back home as well... but being an ra allows me furniture for two... which was nice... But alas, no longer...

And the third and most important thing I've learned in my day of being off on my own...

If you run a load of dishes and a load of laundry at the same time, DO NOT TAKE A SHOWER! I cannot stress this enough... After fiddling with the knobs to get a constant temperature, i hoped in... only to be scalded and ice blasted at the same time (dont ask me how it's possible)... I can honestly say this has not been one of my brightest mornings... But in my defense, dorm has enough water to run 8 showers and 2 washers at the same time and still keep a nice temperature... and my 'rents house has never had a washer or a dryer...

Yes...

So today, I'm going to try to track down those cheques I should have gotten... and hopefully find a way to feed myself =)

adios

Postcard Competition

So last year was the first year of the international ugly postcard competition...

Many of you may have heard of it, many of you may have... One of you has sent at least 10 of them for me (which, apparently is the reason i didnt win... because I sent to many... or something lame like that)...

Anyways...

This years competition officially opened a few weeks ago, and the first post cards have come in, so I figure I'm game to put this on here...

Please send postcards to:

A. Vanweerden
11158 65th St
Edmonton Ab
T5W 4K1

A little bit about this historical competition...

It was started may years ago by a creepy old man, named Scott, who ended up being shipped off to colorado for the summer as a job placement (fun!)

He made the request, and his friends complied, and out of this came the ugly postcard competition (if any of you would like to add to the histry of this, feel free to do so in the comments section of this post)...

Anyone can participate... Just send in an ugly post card... You don;t actually have to know any of us, or anything about Edmonton, or Canada... if you are reading this, you are eligble...

Prizes are awarded (as first runner up last year, I can attest to the joy I recieved in knowing that my prize was as ugly as my postcard)

So yes...

Send now, send often...

Moving

The worst part about moving, by far, is packing...

I suppose looking around and thinking "this isn;t my room anymore" is pretty hard as well...

Not to mention that foundershall has been a defining part of 'Neal' over the last four years...

For 4 years i have endured people who have sleeping habits completely opposite of my own (for the first year, the people that went to be after 11pm were the ones I hated... now it seems that anyone that can do anything before 2pm are the ones i've hated)...

You should see my room... it's depressing... Well... I suppose to the untrained eye it doesn't look all that different that it did two weeks ago... But let it be known that before everything was on my floor... now only stuff that i don;t want (and thus, haven't packed) is on my floor...

I can;t really speak from experience, as i am reluctant to go off and view the 'other side', but I know a few things for certain.

1) Regardless of what kind of budget i need to keep myself on, I will not regret cafeteria food...
2) My life and happiness has not been well served by the excessive amount of rules required to live in dorm
3) This has been a long time comming, and I am very thankful for the support I have recieved (espeially those who I am constantly pestering to drive me everywhere... you know who you are and I hope you know how much i love you)

Yes...

So i packed my towels... and thus I have no towels still in dorm...

Thankfully theres no one else in dorm, otherwise it might be a little akward walking naked...

"why hello... I'm naked and wet"

yes... thats a pleasant conversation starter...

I have since put on pants and proceeding to air dry as we speak... erm... type... as I type...

Sometimes i wish this wasn't sucha public forum... I can think of a million things I want to say, but only a handful of people i want to read it... I read about it all the time in other blogs... and it's true to me as well...

I want desperately for someone to ask me just the right question that starts me off on this big long tangent in which everything that I desire to talk about gets discussed. And the sad part is, I have AMAZING friends who are asking just such questions, but I ignore, simply so I can go on thinking that no one cares about what i think...

I suppose thats the one good thing about alcohol. Inhibitions, although sometimes very benefitial, are often very VERY annoying.

but throw in a little dash of the "truth serum" and I am able to speak freely (although not always about the things I should be talking about...)

*sigh*

Yes...

And thus begins my summer vacation...

I hope i can figure out my paycheques soon... I don't know where they're being sent to... I have one address in the school computers, one address which i specifically requested things being sent to, one address which i used for many years, and one address which is dorm...

And since it took a phone call to say i wouldn't be able to be in edmonton in person in three days notice (from surrey, back when I first got accepted to concordia), and it took 5 months before they aknowledged I lived in dorm (because commuting from surrey is a very valid option) and since my name is spelled wrong more often than right (and i could have sworn computers did most of this), I figure I'll just throw this out there...

If a paycheque from concordia with my name ends up at your doorstep, please hand deliver it to me (and do not return to sender)...

Yup yup yup...

I think my ramblings are done for now...

The rest of days

okay...

so big scary guys (about 350lbs)... with calloused fingers, buzzed hair, and fire marshal jacket... can listen to euro trash pop... SooOoOOoOo odd... (seriously he was bobbing his head to some funky rythyms)

Sunshine only comes out when you don't need it (tour boats up galcial river = sleet... day off = sun)... but still enjoyable...

Did I mention I <3 vince (sorry about the wakeup, pookie)

Concert Saturday:

McDougal United Church (downtown edmonton)
I've said it before to some of you... but I'll say it again...

It's saturday at 730, and if you're not there, you're not my friend =)

(just kidding of course... but seriously if you can be there. you should, it's gonna be wicked cool)

adios

note to self...

threat of silence time works as well...

note to self...

I <3 vince: bringer of booze!

Day 3 4 5

well...

rhubarb pie is good when the pie is still cooling (and the vanilla icecream has white chocolate chunks...

rednecks tell innapropriate jokes about natives (surpised much?)

children can behave properly and can be quite cute when given the chance....

more to come...

Day 2

Just because it's on the official website, doesn't mean it's open...

On a side note, if you tell people it's 2km, and it actually ends up being 8km, only about half the choir members will complete it...

Tour: Day 1

just a quick update before bed...

calgary sprawl = bad

house with jacuzzi = good


I'm gonna sleep well tonight...

Done

So today, my exams finished (yay!!!)...

SO hopefully everything I've had to put up with over the last two weeks can be put behind me (actually, Im pretty sure they will not be in my mind for a while at least)...

I'm writing this blog post because I'm being forced to... not because I want to... because some friends are too nosy... that's right, I said it... just because I can't see how often you;re on my nexopia account anymore, doesnt mean I don't know how much you want to control my life

=P

Yes...

So choir tour is in 2 days... I still have $80 on my meal card (I bought $70 worth of pop today... should last me a little while at least)...

Oh... and I have no idea what sort of games to play on choir tour... people keep saying they'll help (*hint hint*) but no-one is helping... Come now, people, even when you put a paper off till the last minute, you at least take the books out of the library in advance...

I know 2 of the things I want to do... I would like to have 5 more... So if you can think of a challenge (preferably group orientated) that can happen on a bus that is moderately competetive (I like competing almost as much as I like making people compete...)

Requirements for bus activities usually include:

1)no mess
2)moderate to little noise
3)not a lot of dexterity

I know!!!

Bus surfing... that'll be one (a very popular one if I do say so myself)....

I'm sure I can pick one person from each artificially created teaem to participate in bus surfing...

And then there were four...

Four more activities guys... I know there are at least 4 vice president choir people that read this forum... So hurry it up...

Yes...

So...

the end

Easter

So today was nice...

Went to church... Saw people from there (that I haven't seen since last summer since I didnt attend church over xmas)... Surprised to find out that the rumour mill had not yet left people knowing that I had made the switch to edmonton... I suppose if I had knocked some girl up, everyone would have heard about it by now... But I can't really be angry because gossip didnt get around, can I?

I suppose not.

Tonights dinner was care of my brothers girlfriends mom. Beautiful dinner, but I didn't really take into consideration the "third wheel" complex... I entertained myself with the kitten named patches... Mostly I just made the cat chase things, and made fun of my brother... partly because it's all I know how to do (what is a family get together without trying to start a fight) and partly because it was the only socially acceptable thing I knew how to do (everyone seemed to make fun of the step dad as well, but I didnt feel comfortable since he was three times my size and quite the red neck... I'm sure my choice of piercings was already testing the limitations of his acceptance...

Yes...

So dinner was fun...

Hmm...

I can go back to edmonton soon... That's nice.

Maybe I just miss video games... if I had known that we had high speed net access, I would have brought my games (and would have missed out on church this morning)...

I suppose it's for the best...

Oh yeah. I came to a realization today. Since it's really really official now, that this is no longer home, it is most likely right that I stop calling Zion my home congregation. Which almost certainly ends the chapter of my life as being 'lutheran' Neal...

Yesterday, Neal with a bedroom at his parents place died. Today, Neal as a lutheran died.

I have not made it a secret that I have several issues with the lutheran church. Please let it be stated that my decision has nothing to do with 'lutheran theology', but simply that I see shades of grey where I am told there is only black and white...

Yes... so...

I'm having my first guest crash at my house in years...

I can see it now (as I've seen it before):

puzzling stare at house
puzzling stare at Neal
puzzling stare at barn
puzzling stare at Neal
puzzling stare at tractor
puzzling stare at Neal
puzzling stare at cows
puzzling stare at Neal
puzzling stare at hay
puzzling stare at Neal
puzzling stare at mud
puzzling stare at Neal
...
puzzling stare at Neal

Really, when you consider how redneck my family is (and I'm not talking "lets go to Calgry Stampede and buy sily hats" redneck, but "how many non-fuctional cars can we fit in our front yard" redneck), it really is a wonder that i turned out the way I did.

I can count no less than 6 cars, 3 trucks, 2 vans, a motorhom, a school bus, 2 boats, and enough tires to keep the springfield tire fire burning for another 30 odd years.

Not to mention my house which (prior to having the vinyl sidings added) was slated to be the site of ghosts or aliens or something in a TV show (does anyone remember the show 'millenium'?) due to it's delapitation and grunge-i-ness.

Then theres the family (bless there hearts) who still think the alex fraser bridge is the longest bridge in the world (becasue it connects india and china)...

I'm pretty sure they couldnt find india on a map (unless it was a map of india, of course)...

Yes my friends, this was my childhood...

But before i say something offensive, I think I shall sleep...

gnight...

Official

So it's official

Before I get into my story of the day, I'll do a little bit of explaining..

Im in BC as of the time being, for easter. Came down with friends for a wedding (well, they came down for the wedding, i came down for easter).

Yay BC fun.

But yes. Back to the story.

Home is officially not home anymore. How do I know this?

Well, it's simple you see. I have come home to the house that is no longer my own. None of the horses are the same, most of the cats aren't the same. The truck isn't the truck I left my parents with. There is city water coarsing through the pipes in the washroom. As I type this, i am typing at a computer which is connected to high speed internet access.

And the final nail in the coffin. My room no longer exists.

The bed is gone, my posters are gone, everything that comforted me for 13 years of my life is missing.

I can't really say I'm overly saddened or surprised. My decision to leave was made first, so really, I only have myself to blame.

But over the last 4 years, there was always this room. My room.

I suppose in my own naiivity, I thought it would always remain as I left it. An eternal shrine to my former self. Always waiting for the next time I would come home to play videogames after staying out all night to avoid my family.

I haven't played video games in here since I graduated from high school.

All the CD's left on the shelf are embarassing (although, perhaps i should take them with me, i mean, they're probibly cool-retro cd's by now)

There are remnants of my trip to europe covered by a layer of dust. There are remnants of my baptism, covered by a layer of dust. Remnants of fish i havent had since grade 9, covered by a layer of dust.

Dust covers traces of last summer, in the form of a pack of cigarettes and a "lighter for a loonie" petro can scripto piece of crap.

The books gramma bought me in grade 8 (most of them read) now sit in a cupboard. I don;t suppose it will be too long before they go the way of the bed and the posters.

Such is the life of one who is growing up, I suppose. If i was more poetic, I'm sure I would write an ode to loss of innocence. Memories of that fill this room as well. Things I suppose I would long to forget, were it not for the room blaring the memories back to me as I type this.

What can happen in 13 years? It's a lot of time. I can't even fathom the amount of time I've spent in between these walls. How much time I wasted doing the things I love. How much time I spent doing things that bored me. This room was my childhood.

It isn't anymore.

Easter 2006: Neal has proof Surrey isn't his home anymore.

When can I go back to Edmonton so i can lock myself in my room (and cry)

All About Alyson

I don;t think I've ever dedicated an entire post to a person before... Well... not in a positive way (but customers don't count) But here goes...

explaination, me and a friend agreed that tonights post would be dedicated soley to the other person (so i can't tell you about my crazy day... hint hint read my post on wednesday march 30th 2005)

So here goes nothing...

My first concious memory of Alyson was well after the beginning of the year and well into the practices of suessical. I was approached by a (for lack of a better word) chipper person, and witha smile on her face she proclaimed that I must (not 'can you' but 'you must') write "hi from Alyson" on Scott's door... She appeared to know my name (I mean, how many Neals are there?) so I was obliged to pretend that I knew her, and knew everythig about her, lest I be the insensitive person whom forgets their friends over the summer... Cuz in all honesty, it's not like it has never happened before...

Well... Needless to say, I think my ploy worked, and after a week or so of someone having to remind me what her name was (thanks scott) me and Alyson started off on what is now a beautiful (if not sleep filled) friendship.

Over the last year, we've shared a lot. Laughs, games, fun, perhaps some hugs that were umm... A little too personal (happy birthday BTW)...

I've learned a lot from Alyson. She is the shining example of seeing the best. She handles situations that would stress me with the greatest of ease. She sees perfection in the flaws and rejoices where others would rather hide away.

And beyong all else, she is the pinnacle of the unwaivering faith. Don't get me wrong, she has her off days just like everyone else, but she NEVER ceases to praise God for everything, something I have always respected (and admired).

She's knowlegeable and determined, and thats how I know she's going to succeed no matter where her life takes her.

And could we talk about alyson without mentioning her heart of gold? (gahk... cliche... so so sorry). She genuinely cares for each and every person, and she shows it. If you want to know love, listen to her talk about one of her kids; if you want to know about friendship, listen to a story about one of her friends. If you want a story that'll brighten your day, just ask her (it will be well told, and mostly acted, and certain to warm your heart)...

Fin

Daylight Savings

As I sit here downloading the newest version of my favourite videogame, I take note that it is 4 in the morning...

yes people... 4 in the morning..

I despise daylight savings... well.. I hate the spring forward part of it...

If only there was a way to speed up all the clocks in the world, so that every month we had a fall back...

Oh dear, I'd be in heaven..

Alas, no... i am left here trying to convince my body that the new time is the correct time... And in doing so, creating more stress on my already pissy body... which in turn, is going to keep me up even longer...

At least I can be productive...

i can...

umm..

yeah..

never mind...

no productivity here...

Yes...

So no progress was made of choir tour this weekend..

Thankfully most everything was already planned (woot) but I didnt hear back from the company in williams lake... which is dissappointing... as I need to discuss things before I present them to the choir...

And although I expect the discussions to go well.. it would be nice to be able to haev them about a topic... rather than me just sitting there going...

"so... umm... yeah..."

And as much as I LOVE looking like an idiot, a semblence of productivity would be nice to show off...

Speaking of which... I think I might need to go to the dollar store in order to plan prizes for the choir awards (since I can't forsee stumbling upon a everything is a dollar mart in Peace river...)

alas...

I suppose I should try to force myself to sleep...

=/

gnight...

Choir Tour

I'm pretty sure I'm a bad person...

The evidence keeps piling on...

But I suppose that's all I have to say about that...

Went out for dinner with a friend from back. That was fun... Too bad I was so sleepy...

Oh, and I have been encouraged to persue a particularly fun Choir Tour activity... I'm really excited (and hopefully everything turns out and the price is right... we'll see)

I'm actually kind of excited that choir tour is almost completely finalised... We're leaving early some days to do the planned activities (yay), and the activities planned are gonna be so much fun!

Yes...

One thing I'm not looking forward to is choir awards... eww choir awards...

For those who don't know anything about choir, each year on choir we give out awards to each of the choir members... They go from the most coveted (BFP, and Choir Hottie) to the less desirable (Narcalepsy, BFP, I Look Like Muffin)...

(clarification, BFP is "Big Fat Pig" and goes to the choir garbarator... sometimes its highly desireable... sometimes it's unflattering)

Now, for those of you in choir, but have never thought about it before, choir awards is DISGUSTING hard...

We try to give out applicable awards to everyone... But sometimes people go to great lengths not to stand out in anything...

And really... as unflattering as I see it to get the "I'm an introvert that hasn't done anything over the last 8 days that sticks out in neal's mind" award... I think it would be even more unflattering to be number 3 of 7 to recieve that award...

alas... I will, of course, ask the choir for suggestions... And for the most part the choir is productive and helpful... But on occasion you people who don't play nice... and no matter how much I might agree... or how many people may suggest it... I am NOT going to be giving away the "Choir Cunt" award... or the "Biggest Bitch"... or "Sloppy Snatch"... Or whatever nasty aliteration people can come up with to describe the people in choir they don't like...

So yes... thats my rant of the night...

Maybe I Am A Whore

Some people will do anything for money... We tend to call those people whores... right?

Cuz when you think about it, a person who is willing to give up sex in exchange for pieces of paper and metal that (only by shared acceptance) represent some sort of abstract value...

Without diving too deeply into the history of currency, I'd like to give you just a general understanding...

Back in the day, if you wanted some cloth, you gave a person who had cloth some milk, and they shared you their cloth.

If you wanted some cloth, but the cloth guy didnt want milk (perhaps he already had a cow) but he wanted some beads, and the bead guy wanted some milk... so you got some beads from the bead guy (by giving him milk) and then took the beads to the cloth guy...

But say the bead guy had 6 cows (and as such, offering him milk is an insult) so you would need to find someone who has papyrus and wanted milk... and so on and so forth...

Enentually it got to the point where people would use intermediaries...
"I O U six shiney black beads" rather than actually having to always carry six black beads around... And then, eventually, people becan to accept a more common exchange rate... Everyone knew that six black beads gets you a full glass of milk... So if you have something worth twelve black beads, you know you can get enough milk for you and your spouse for dinner...

blah blah blah... we have money... Which, when you think of it is almost completely valueless EXCEPT everyone accepts common barters for the value of this worthless piece of paper...

I know that roughly 150 abstractly dictated values of canadian earth monies can be exchanged for bottle of pop...

Now we get to the fun part...

Is Neal a whore (shut up Shannon... Jenn... Sharon... Justin... Morgan... Everyone else... jeez... who asked you)

Well... I do stupid things... Not for money, but for an equally abstract system of valuation... Cool points...

What are cool points? they're points you accumulate by completing tasks (based on the complexity of the task, or the 'pain or grossout' factor)

As I've learned over the years... Licking the sweaty armpit of a guy = 142 cool points...

Peeing in a particularly akward public place 11 cool points...

and... now to add last nights aquisition... squirting a lemon in your eye (whilst mostly sober)

500! Cool points!

Woot!

Board Games

I think I finally found it...

I am at a happy state of board games... I have enough of a social life to keep me busy so i don't notice that I haven;t been playing as many board games as I used to... And then I have people asking ME if I want to play board games...

yes, thats right... people want to play board games more than me!!!

And to top it all off, people haven't been afraid to try new games (as much as I <3 ticket to ride, there are other games... and these people accept that)

So far, I've broken out my more 'intense' games... Games that have more than three pages of instructions (not including diagrams)... Games that take more than an hour to play... games where completing actions, like establishing a grid of electricity across germany, take almost as long as they would in real life...

And people are reading the instruction books under their own influence... and understanding what it says -- rather than sitting back and waiting for me to summerize the rules... only to blame me for not explaining things clearly when they get trounced =)

I had someone tell me that I taught them the wrong rules of a board game today...

Now I'm sure you're all thinking "OMG! SOMEONE TOLD NEAL HE'S WRONG!"

and believe me, I was as surprised as you are...

and so after I smacked her about a llittle bit, I shed a tear of pride... not only did she understand the rules, but she actually understood them well enough to determine that I was, in fact, very very wrong!

yay

(not that it needs to be explained, but I wasn't really wrong, I was using an accepted variation, and since no one really reads the rules, and since it made the game play more difficult and competetive (and thus more enjoyable for myself), and since it my game, I implemented it without informing them it wasa vairation)...

So yes...

that is my life of board games...

And just incase youre thinking "I play board games with neal" or "I've played a lot of board games with neal in the past" I have news for you...

Not one of you has ever played every single one of my board games...

This I can assure you...

As there are (right now) about 5 games that I haven't played yet =D

Who wants to learn the rules and explain them to me ;)

Pandora

I may have plugged it before, but I really can't get over how amazing this site is...

PANDORA

As an example... I entered in a band which I have just recently noticed that i enjoy (Panic! at the disco)...

As per usual, the first song is by the artist I chose... and the next few songs, it attempts to isolate my musical tastes... So for three songs I make sure to tell the program what i think of the songs... If I like it or not...

So the program tries to figure out what aspects the songs that i like have that the songs that i don't like didnt have...

This never takes very long (maybe I'm predictable)... But tonight it was particularly accurate...

After the initila widling period, the artists provided were:

-the arctic monkeys
-fallout boy
-the killers
-gorillaz
-bedoin soundclash
-franz ferdinand
-postal service

(with no crap in between)

But not only was it able to pic out the artists I would like (all being cd's I own) the program managed to go for the songs from each cd which i like... and with the exception of franz ferdinand (I prefer 'dark of the matinee' over 'you're the reason I'm leaving') it managed to pick out the 'favourite' by each artists...

If you havent had a chance to fiddle around with pandora yet, you really should...

It's really great for finding new and obscure bands... I mean, if it can pick out the popular bands for me with such accuracy, it should be able to produce a few unknowns that I have never been exposed..

Mindless Entertainment at its Best! 123/190

Cuz I have nothing better to do:

There are 190 movies on this list. Put your score in header:

(X) Rocky Horror Picture Show
(x) Grease
(x) Pirates of the Caribbean
(X) Boondock Saints
(x) The Mexican
(x) Fight Club
(X) Starsky and Hutch
(X) Neverending Story
( ) Blazing Saddles
(X) Airplane
Total: 9

(x) The Princess Bride
(x) Young Frankenstien
( ) Anchor Man: The Legend of Ron Burgandy
(X) Napoleon Dynamite
(X) Labyrinth
(X) Saw
(x) Saw II
(X) White Noise
( )White Oleander
( )Anger Management
( )50 First Dates
(x) Jason X
Total: 8

(x) Scream
(x) Scream 2
(x) Scream 3
(X) Scary Movie
(X) Scary Movie 2
(X) Scary Movie 3
(x) American Pie
(X) American Pie 2
(X) American Wedding
Total: 9

(x) Harry Potter
( ) Harry Potter 2
( ) Harry Potter 3
( ) Harry Potter 4
(x) Resident Evil I
(x) Resident Evil 2
(x) The Wedding Singer
( ) Little Black Book
(x) The Village
(x) Donnie Darko
( ) Lilo & Stitch.
( )Lilo & Stitch 2: Stitch has a Glitch
Total: 6

(x) Finding Nemo
( ) Finding Neverland
(x) Signs
(x) The Grinch (jim carrey)
(x) Texas Chainsaw Massacre
(x) White Chicks
(x) Butterfly Effect
(x) Thirteen Going on 30
( ) I, Robot
Total: 7

( ) Dodgeball: A True Underdog Story
( ) Universal Soldier
(x) A Series Of Unfortunate Events
( ) Along Came Polly
(x) Deep Impact
( ) KingPin
(x) Never Been Kissed
(x) Meet The Parents
(x) Meet the Fockers
( ) Eight Crazy Nights
( ) Joe Dirt
Total: 5

(x) A Cinderella Story
(x) The Terminal
( ) The Lizzie McGuire Movie
( ) Passport to Paris
(x) Dumb & Dumber
( ) Dumb & Dumberer
(x) Final Destination
(x) Final Destination 2
(x) Halloween
(x) The Ring
(x) The Ring 2
Total: 8

(X) Harold & Kumar Go To White Castle
(x) Practical Magic
( ) Chicago
(x) Ghost Ship
(X) From Hell
(x) Hellboy
(x) Secret Window
( ) I Am Sam
(X) The Whole Nine Yards
Total: 7

(x) The Day After Tomorrow
(x) Child's Play
(x) Bride of Chucky
(x) Ten Things I Hate About You
( ) Just Married
( ) Gothika
(x) Nightmare on Elm Street
( ) Sixteen Candles
(x) Remember the Titans
( ) Coach Carter
( ) Bad Boys
Total: 6

( ) Bad Boys 2
( ) Joy Ride
(x) Se7en
(x) Ocean's Eleven
(x) Ocean's Twelve
( ) Identity
( ) Lone Star
(X) Bedazzled
(x) Predator I
(x) Predator II
TOTAL: 6

(x) Independence Day
(x) Cujo
( ) A Bronx Tale
( ) Darkness Falls
(x) Christine
(x) ET
( ) Children of the Corn
( ) My Boss' daughter
(x) Maid in Manhattan
( ) Frailty
Total: 5

( ) Best Bet
( ) How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days
(x) She's All That
( ) Calendar Girls
( ) Sideways
(x) Mars Attacks
(x) Event Horizon
(x) Ever After
(x) Forrest Gump
( ) Big Trouble in Little China
Total: 5

(x) X-Men
(x) X2
(x) Spider-Man
(x) Spider-Man 2
( ) Sky High
(x) Jeepers Creepers
(x) Jeepers Creepers 2
(x) Catch Me If You Can
(x) The Others
( ) Freaky Friday
( ) Reign of Fire
(x) Cruel Intentions
(x) Cruel Intentions 2
(x) The Hot Chick
Total: 11

( ) Swimfan
( ) Miracle
(x) Old School
( ) The Notebook
( ) K-Pax
(x) Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring
(x) Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers
(x) Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King
( ) A Walk to Remember
(x)Boogeyman
Total: 5

( ) Hitch
(x) The Fifth Element
( ) Star Wars Episode I The Phantom Menace
( ) Star Wars Episode II Attack of The Clones
( ) Star Wars Episode III Revenge of The Sith
(x) Star Wars Episode IV A New Hope
(x) Star Wars Episode V The Empire Strikes Back
(x) Star Wars Episode VI Return of The Jedi
( ) Troop Beverly Hills
( ) Swimmig with Sharks
Total: 4

(x) Air Force One
(x) For Richer or Poorer
(x) Trainspotting
( ) People Under the Stairs......
( ) Blue Velvet
(x) Sound of Music
(x) Parent Trap
(x) Parent Trap Re-make
(x) The Birds
(x) The Terminator
(x) Terminator-2
(x) T-3
Total: 10

(x) Empire Records
( ) SLC Punk
(x) Meet Joe Black
(x) Nightmare Before Christmas
(x) The Silence of the Lambs
(x) Sleepy Hollow
(x) I Heart Huckabees
( ) 24 Hour Party People
( ) Blood In Blood Out
( ) Nowhere
Total: 6

(x) Thirteen
(x) Manic
(x) American History
(x) Deep Blue Sea
(x) George of the Jungle
(x) Canadian Bacon
( ) Big Black Titties
( ) How High
( ) The Jacket
( ) My Little Ponys Grand Adventure 2
Total: 6

65% is a C!!!

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So much going on right now... I should be a lot busier than I am... really I should, and I can aknowledge that...

I should teach classes on how to procrastinate... I could write a masters thesis on being lazy...

Apathy? I have enough to share... I could offer you a glimpse of my apathy and you wouldnt care about a thing for a month**

**disclaimer** not medically proven, please don't sue..

So yes...

I wish I had funny stories to share... But pretty much all I would talk about is how glad I am going to be to not live in dorm anymore

I want to eat real food
I want friends to stay over past 11
I want to drink wine while I watch TV
I want the feeling of living in a fishbowl to dissappear
I want to completely avoid assholes that I can't stand but I am paid to be nice to
I want my sleeping hours to be dictated by my own responsabilities, and not by the last person to watch TV at night and the first person to watch TV in the morning
I want to be able to hang art on the wall... and by art, I mean stuff that I would not be able to hang with sticky tac
I want a bathroom that doesnt have piss on the seats, shavings in the sink, and puke on the floor
And most of all, I want a place to call my own... Not the RA's room, not the first bedroom on the left, not the room with all the computer gadgets... Neal's place...

yes... so that's it...

You Are Dr. Pepper

You're very unique and funky, yet you still have a bit of traditionalism to you. People who like you think they have great taste... and they usually do. Your best soda match: Root Beer Stay away from: 7 Up

What Kind of Soda Are You?