b3!

So I’ve spent today programmig PHP, it was alright, but kinda frustrating. There was this one damn little things that Dorman had done that just fucked things up totally. Damn Dorm!

Anyways, I got that fixed and working now. If you’d like to see, leave me a comment and I’ll send you the link to it. It’s great!

I also got a call from Cargill, and they set up an interview on Oct 8th with me. So that’s sweet action! The job would be in Minn, MN. And it’d be from one week after school gets out here tell one week before school starts again, or I could do a Co-Op which would be all summer, plus either the fall or spring semester. But I didn’t want to push back my Graduation date anymore.

Other then that not much else going on. So Laters!

Edit:// I also forgot to say that I got the New b2 working, but I’m working on a whole new layout before I roll that sucker out, so it’ll be a while.

Do you agree with Dave?

So today in the daily and ALL over campus there were these signs that said “Do you agree with Dave?” and EVERYONE that I talked to had NO idea what it meant… Cause that’s all that these BRIGHT GREEN papers said…

Here’s the resulting converstaion on ST. It’s very FUNNY!

So this is a nother completly random funny things that mostly only Linux people would get, but still great!

Job FAIR! And hot bois!

So yeah, the job fair was today, most everyone that I talked to was looking for full timers. Not interns, so that sucked. However, I did get in a few places and they said that I had a good resume, so that’s cool. The Kraft guy even said that if I were graduating this year, he’d would have offered me a job right there. So that’s really cool.

There were also TONS of hot HOT bois there. I dunno what it is, but suits just make people look sooooo MUCH hotter! lol

So yeah, I’ve got a STACK of fucking things to go through. Almost everyone said to go put my resume on thier website as well, which I find stupid, cause why come to the Job Fair, if all you really want them to do is put it on your damn website!

Anyways, West Wings 2 hour season thing is tonight, so that’s exciting.

Laters!

Footsteps

I hate when somehow my entire world comes crashing down on me in one single moment. I went to youth group tonight. Things were going fine, sorta. Gerry informed me that Jenny was, in fact, not coming to youth group because I was there. So I guess you could say the night had a negative vibe from the get-go. So during group, we all bowed our heads and prayed. Well I honestly was afriad to, because I knew what would happen. But I faced my fear and did it. And what I thought would happen, did happen. I cried. I cried hard. I cried for a long time. I don’t remember the last time I did that. I don’t really wanna get into it right now, because I’m not even sure I can. I just.. I don’t know… I felt like such a horrible person as I was praying and I thought about all the horrible, terrible things I said about religion and God. Then I started thinking about the whole Jenny situation. I cried even harder. I felt so alone, so empty. I feel like part of me has been ripped away. And to make it worse, I don’t even know why. I concluded that it was something I did and I got more upset for doing whatever it is that I did. I don’t feel like myself. I’m not sure I know who I am. “I just want to feel safe in my own skin, I just want to be happy again. I just want to feel deep in my own world, but I’m so lonely I don’t even wanna be with myself anymore.”–that about sums it up. What’s wrong with me? What did I do? I’m sorry Jenny. I’m sorry God. I’m sorry everyone. I try. I try so damn hard. And it gets me nowhere. The harder I try, the more people hate me, the more I get screwed over. Like, for instance, someone found my Physics notebook. Instead of being nice or something and letting Doc Stehn have it so that I could potentially get it back, whoever found it ripped out all of my Physics notes and then threw the book in the parking lot. I mean, what could I possible have done to deserve that? Clearly something. I’m sure it had something to do with being gay, because everything has something to do with me being gay. I lose friends because I’m gay. I make enemies with people I’ve never talked to before because I’m gay. I give everyone a reason to blame whatever I do on: I’m gay. I HATE IT! Sometimes I just don’t wanna be gay anymore. I can’t deal with all the hate and animosity that comes along with it. It’s not right to hate for that. I didn’t do anything. This isn’t my fault. I’m losing sense of purpose. I’m losing my identity. I feel like even my friends think of me as “gay”, not as “Andrew”. Well, shockingly enough, I am more than a stereotype. I don’t know. I don’t know what I’m doing. Somebody please come save me. I need somebody to hug me and tell me everything will be alright. And while I was sitting in the pew crying, no one did that for me. No one. I hate myself. I hate the person I am.

Umm, Stuff!

So very random posting here today…

1) Everyone must go read THIS written by Mike!

2) I installed b2 .0.6.5pre something or another. It works, but when I went to use my template, it shows EVERY entry I’ve ever done, including the private ones, so that must be fixed before I do anything else.

3) My PU’s anniversary is coming up and things are wacko in the family. Planning, in our family, what a mess. I guess my aunt was supposed to call my PU’s to find out when they’re having a garage sale so that we can plan things around that. Well she never did, so now I have to… But anyways the funny part of the story is that my other Aunt called me last night to inform me about what was going on and one of the first things she said was “I just got off the phone with the f’n aunt.” Gee, imagine someone mad at her! roflol

Then I got this e-mail:

Grandma was to e-mail you about this,Janell has come up with a plan. all on her own,please, she wants the credit. Take your Mom and Dad to Hickory Park, then to your apartment, so that she can snoop, oh sorry, so that we can see your new place and have pink champaign cake. Only two questions, do you want us at your apartment and do they like pink champaign cake? Your job is to let us know a date.

one of the f’n aunts!!!

It’s great! So I’m trying to get ahold of my mom now, but my phone keeps dieing on me. I duno why, it’s got a full charge. Rarr!

I’m out!