One Mistake

One mistake, I make one mistake and I'm the bad guy. My bad I said wander instead of wonder, but whatever, get over it.

Library: Study or Social?

Being such an outstanding student, I often find myself seeking refuge in the library. You might wander to yourself why I would write such a statement. To fully understand you need further back story. When the confines of my house become too loud to maintain the proper mindset required to read history or solve organic chemistry questions, I go to the library where one would imagine to find a nice and quiet sanctuary. This however is not the case. The antagonist that I am faced with, loudness, has followed me to the library. In this instance the annoying laughter and murmurs come from Baylor's asian population. I understand that they are the best students through tactics of focus acquired in their communist homelands, but most of us need peace and quiet to study. They seem to believe that the freedom they gained by moving to America includes the right to be a nuisance in what is a "monastery quiet" floor of the library. They fail to comprehend that this is study time, not social hour. While in a state of tremendous turmoil, my mind began to drift and I may be taking this to the extreme, but I can understand why we dropped the bomb.

My Absence, Updates and Pitching?

First and foremost I would like to extend my utmost apology for my lack of correspondence over the previous months. For those of you who have never been in my situation I hope to gain your understanding in the succeeding sentences. The life of a pre-med biology and history major is not one of leisure so I have found myself in the library late at night, yes, including the weekends. It seems that there is little time to play now that I have so many difficult courses to pursue and conquer. I know what you're thinking, is this not the great thinker who has dominated the classroom with little study, relying strictly of superior mental skills and perhaps good looks (flirting with professors works, btw)? It is in fact, the very same guy who has awed audiences for years, however I have decided to focus deeply on my work as I prepare for wherever my road takes me. It is my deepest hope that I have appeased you all with this explanation.

Now for a quick update! Besides spending my nights studying I have found some time to have some fun. I can't be expected to study all the time. Apart from study breaks with a little senorita who you may have heard about, I have been busy with running club baseball and the start up of flag football. The first game was when the NIM took on Alexander the Great. After valiant efforts from the boys of Alexander, the NIMs (me) took the field with a 24-0 victory. You're probably thinking, "wow you had 4 touchdowns? You really are the star of the team!" Unfortunately, I only had one catch for 8 yards due to a lack of communication with my quarterback. I did however have an amazing catch in the corner of the endzone in which both feet were inbounds while maintaining complete possession. Too bad the officiating crew called me out of bounds before the catch, claiming that I could not be the next one to touch the football in question. I am proud of the NIM as we are 1-0 and look to take on the Penland Pigskin Posse next week.

Now for pitching. It has come to my attention that a certain someone will be giving pitching lessons to one of the youth. While some may doubt this new found coach and his pitching skills, I predict that he will give useful knowledge to this young slugger. You see, I believe in an old saying that goes, "those who can't, teach." If this holds true, someone will make an excellent coach. Lastly, I would like to comment of this "double" down the "line." I remember crisply a bloop single dropping into left field where the left fielder, who's mind capacity can be compared to that of a juvenile australopithecus afarensis, kicked the ball around allowing the batter to cruise into second base.

I leave you with this final thought. 1 in 8 women will someday suffer from breast cancer. I urge you to do all you can to promote research by joining local events such as the Race for the Cure and giving Yoplait yogurt tops to a lovely ZETA.

Thank you and God bless

Subtraction from Vocabulary

try- verb. to make an attempt or effort; strive

I am tired of seeing the word try. "I am trying this, I am trying that." The truth is that I don't try, I do, and so should you. Do- verb. to accomplish; finish; complete. I do good in school, I don't try to do good in school. See this is the difference between bros like me and bros like the self-proclaimed "wing expert." While he tries to do certain things, I do them. Failure is not an option for me, success is the only way.

I would like to propose that the verb try be expelled from our vocabulary. It is about time we teach the youth of the day to do, not to merely try.

Update on LIFE... and why I'm winning

Ah yes the age old question. Why are we here on this Earth? What is our purpose?

Well my friends, let me tell you! Life is a game, it is just a simple game we play. Of course there are various ways to play this game. You can go through life and take it as it comes, or you can go out and make something of it. The latter is the life I have chosen and am glad to say that my main bro has decided to take the same path. Now that he is on board, we can make our twenties the most amazing years of any one's life. The next and coming years will be filled with moments of fun and wild ideas culminating in anything and everything imaginable; road trips, women, booze and whatever else. While this may be of some concern and frequently poses some decisions that may be in a morally grey area, it results in one amazing story. And that is why we are here, for the story!

Summertime!!!

Well it's summertime and I am in school. Don't let this get you down though, for this is also the time for new student orientation. Yeah, that's right, I will be scouting for the upcoming school year. This way I get a head-start on everyone else. The lesson of today is that being in summer school means that while I get the lemon, I also get the squeeze.

What have my friends become?

Well finals are coming around and it's getting to that nervous time when everyone asks me for help with their classes. Of course I thoroughly enjoy the looks of confusion on my peers' faces when they don't understand simple ideas such a Restriction Fragment Length Polymorphism. Haha, poor kids. Unfortunately it is such a busy time that I have lost track of some of my friends. Gosh I've heard horrible things ranging from "relations" with 5 pi kapps over spring break to the development of a dear friends first drinks to full blown alcoholism. But through all of these awful occurrences the worst by far is my dear best friend has been using a mac. While this may not appear tragic, it is. This is a man who once stood in front of a pc with a webcam and uploaded a video swearing allegiance to the pc. His exact words, and I quote are, "I'm a pc and I am The Wing Expert!" Now that he is using a mac, I have begun to doubt other qualities of him. Perhaps he is NOT The Wing Expert...