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handy brollins
13 July 2010 @ 09:51 pm
I know many scowl at the idea that people actually watch 'The Bachelorette', but... I do.
Just want to quickly voice something about it to satisfy myself:

Frank leaves in the next episode because he apparently missing his ex-girlfriend. Obviously Ali kept him, and favored him, throughout this season to choose him in the end. So, with him gone, she'll most likely choose Roberto because he's "so hot" as she claims, etc. Though she may choose Roberto, she may end up alone in the end... because that's just Ali.

Okay, now that THAT is over, I really have nothing else going on in my life other than work and Snap fitness. Hopefully this working-out thing works out.
handy brollins
29 June 2010 @ 09:03 pm
I really, really hope I get accepted into University of Maryland's criminal justice department... I was accepted to their music department in the past, but C.J. is much more competitive. Competitive scares me, I'm usually one to back down or take easy routes, so this is very new for me >_> (I know, laugh. Music isn't all THAT competitive.)
handy brollins
You're sitting at an extended family wedding-related event, realizing that attention spans from the tables are separate from the front (ring bearing, toasts, etc.). Two hours go by, people with jail tattoos running from their shoulders to their inner thighs, cheap beer in plastic cups, and conversation between others is nearly impossible due to intensely loud country music and other odd distractions, such as two lesbians making out and relatives stumbling from illegal substances they brought with them.
Here's the bummer. You want to leave, but you can't. Why? 20+ cars have you blocked in.
YOu ask them to move their cars, and they're not.
Now you're stuck.

That, my friends, is purgatory. I may consider living out my life as a dedicated Catholic, now.
handy brollins
19 June 2010 @ 11:16 am
It's 11:13a, and I've eaten breakfast, ran uphill, and sent out two transcript request forms :)

Now to get ready for the National Museum of Health and Medicine !! I've been my senior year of high school, but Zack hasn't. And I guess it's important for him to see cyclops feti, artificial civil war limbs, and skeletons whose bones have fused together, since he wants to be a doctor and all ;P
handy brollins
17 June 2010 @ 06:51 pm
I really wish I had a bike right now.
My other one was stolen :(
handy brollins
15 June 2010 @ 03:56 pm
Waiting for the WoW update to finish... it's still at 1% u_u

Stop right there, Marvelous.
handy brollins
10 June 2010 @ 09:17 pm
My WoW subscription is up and I'd love to have at least another month, BUT I, more importantly, need gas money. Mind you, I'm driving a 2010 Jeep five days a week: Monday, Wednesday, Friday to my job in DC (about an hour drive one way), and Tuesday & Thursday I attend Math classes up the road.

I want a break. Unfortunately I will be attending a funeral on Saturday.
So... Sunday. Sweet, sweet Sunday.

In other news, I can't find anything I'd like to watch on Hulu... hrm.
handy brollins
08 June 2010 @ 03:17 pm
Zack bought me Lich King... I'm hooked on WoW, again.
Current Music: Peter Paul & Mary / Lemon Tree
handy brollins
05 June 2010 @ 04:34 pm
It's frightening when you're searching for colleges to transfer to and you stumble across their urban dictionary entries:

St. Mary's College of Maryland: (Will be transferring FROM)
A sorry excuse for a college filled with the biggest collection of unambitious, bottom-feeding, filthy, ugly, slacker, loser, scumbag dregs of the earth to be found anywhere on this planet. One is either a 60's retread, a redneck hick, or of a lower middle class background of which you're the first to attend college. Faculty consists of third-rate teachers with degrees from third-rate (at best) institutions who couldn't find a job anywhere else. A certificate from an auto mechanic trade school would do more to make you a contributing and valued member of society than anything from this place.

Radford University
A "University" in Radford, VA. The school that used to be famous for it's parties, but now is just a place you visit to get a hand job. On the application where it says to list your eduction most students write "Hooked on Fonics." It is the school where rich kids go when they couldnt get into any other school in virginia because they were too busy slipping girls roofies. All the students who go to school here have mommys and daddys who buy them range rovers, but apparently refuse to buy them some decent clothes. With the highest STD rate you can get an ear infection just from callin one of them.

Northeastern University
1. where jews go
2. where jews go
3. An institute of higher learning where adolescents of the Jewish faith choose to pursue their education.

Maybe I should reconsider University of Maryland...

In other news, Pepsi will bring your ancestors back from the dead.
handy brollins
02 June 2010 @ 09:46 pm
This sounds really strange, but hear me out.
I've mentioned in much previous entries that I had begun this journal in hopes that I could share my ideas, or vent a whole lot, without the harsh judgements of those I have grown distant from (primarily old high school pals). They stumbled across this journal since the last time I posted, raised hell amongst each other, and sent strange and cruel messages to me via phone and Facebook.
I am re-beginning this journal in hopes that they've given up on this link. And, you know... I am 21. I am out of high school. I really shouldn't care either way, right? Perhaps this is a part of growing up.

But in case those people stumble across this entry, I would love to say to those individuals:

1. I'm not sorry that I didn't fall in love with you because I'm not homosexual. And by saying that, I'm not a homophobe, but simply heterosexual. So you can continue to grumble and be bitter towards my two year relationship with Zack.

2. You never said you were sorry, but I really don't care. I hope Texas gives you lots of opportunity in cartoon-work, though I highly doubt anyone will hire someone who has a minimal portfolio and wouldn't even pass a drug screening. That power switch-tattoo on the back of your neck?-- Perhaps a reset button would have been more appropriate.

3. You're frustrated that I wouldn't jump through leaps and bounds to keep our friendship entertaining. No, I will not sleep over another man's house/barn with no running water with a floor made up of vodka and whiskey bottles.

That's all, 3 folk.

In other news, I'm applying to colleges within the east coast for a Criminal Justice (moreso Criminology) degree, then possibly a transfer into the government. I'll hear in a few weeks if I was accepted to one in particular, but, if not, I'll keep chugging along :)

'Glad to be back. Good day!