i hope it's over

Whew, I was a lot sicker than I thought at first. I'm pretty sure it was a touch of the flu, a touch of pnuemonia, and a little bit of sinus infection. Definitely a rough weekend though. On saturday I literally died in the last hour of work. I mean, I was just incredibly fatigued and came home and slept for a very long time. By the time Sunday came around, I was asking my gf for medical advice and she basically told me that I was stupid not to listen to her in the first part. Truth out. At work I was a lot less sick than I was on saturday, and I could actually kinda taste the pizza which had pepperonia and sausage on it. Apparently, mindy thinks I got her sick, but that really isn't possible. That sunday night, I rested up and started feeling a LOT better by the end of the night. Today, I woke up and felt a little better. My goal in all of this was to feel a little better every day. I have to give a speech in English on friday. In stats, we had a test and since I was sleeping all weekend, I ended up getting a 15/30 on it. I think that proves that even when I'm sick and not prepared, I can still get half the questions right. Psychology is an interesting class. We were just talking about standardized tests and it didn't occur to me that included in No Child Left Behind is a clause that is supposed to redistribute wealth to poor schools. That's completely hypocritical to what bush has done in the rest of his presidency by cutting taxes for the rich and increasing them for five straight years towards the poor. I also love it that everyone has an opinion on things that they are uniformed in. That would be like me debating cloning with a neurotic surgeon. I mean, I wouldn't know what the hell I was talking about. In comm we watched this really cool commentary on how WETA Digital works. It's actually pretty fascinating stuff if you stay awake and watch the whole piece on it. I think that it really goes to show you how much work they put into making LOTR the greatest movie trilogy of all time. During the break, the same four as last week went back to mr mike's. We saw watson there, and I had an above average burger and fries. Finally, we went back to ms. hill's class. Although her stories are annoying, I'm growing strangely fond of that class. Not only is it very informative on current issues in education, but hill does have similar opinions to mine on the obvious truth that poor people are getting fucked over in every aspect of life. I agree that schools are becoming segregated again. 1/4 of all public schools have a majority of the population that lives in housing projects. How much progress has actually been made since Brown v Board or Plessy v Ferguson? The answer is none. I feel entitled to purport my opinions to you, as you might have already noticed. Haha. I would love to be able to sit down for maybe eighteen months and write a book about the progress of mankind over the last six thousand years. I'll save those thoughts for the book, because I don't think blogger allows posts over a certain character amount. Christina invited me over, but I was still feeling a little sick and decided to come home instead. I chilled, took three more horrible beats playing poker(rivered 3 times), talked to anna, and made wings. A good and bad night I guess. I hope by tomorrow I am fully recovered as I'm looking to read psychology and start getting my speech together on friday. I'm excited for giving my speech about my hatred of standardized testing, but I'm also concered that I'll start a tirade that'll cover the deteriorating state of man for the last three thousand years. Anyways, have a good night and this is going to finish with a poem that I wrote about a month ago. Enjoy.

Oh Doctor
By: Matt Hartman

Oh doctor, oh doctor
I merit dismay
Accept my apologies
I lived for the day

Oh doctor, oh doctor
Outside whose office I wait
Let us not meet again
Till you’ve decided my fate

Oh doctor, oh doctor
So heavenly, so high
You clever old fool
With office in the sky

Oh doctor, oh doctor
Please let us all through
I know you knew us
But we didn’t know you

Oh doctor, oh doctor
Forgive us our woes
Greed, money, power,
And vindication of foes

So doctor, so doctor
Give us a new start
As we come knocking
Please open your heart.

mh

chillin

yeah, that's what I've been doing all day, but we'll get to that later.

last wednesday- Classes were uninteresting as always, but skyview is always an interesting proposition. I played in the tournament and was up to 10k when I made a stupid play with J9o. I really don't think I'm cut out for no limit. It requires perfection all the time and I simply cannot make perfect plays all the time with the amount of practice I put in(once a week). I went to the limit table and kinda hit a cold deck. What I mean by cold deck is that my hands would not only be good, but win nice, juicy pots as well. I was up to about 240, down to 120, and finished the limit night up 134 from the table, which I consider is a pretty good night. Of course, I took 200 of the 234 to the 2.50/5 NL game. I can't really say I made a bad play, I overplayed an AJ when I was shocked to see some dude had queens. Other than that, I got whittled away and bluffed out the last of my chips when the rock of gibraltar called me down with ace high. Hats off buddy. I can't really complain, nick took a huge hit and it really wasn't his fault.
thursday- Work and homework. Ron and I told childhood stories at work.
friday- Classes were nothing great to speak of, but mark's radio show was cool. His buddies ben, levi, and some kid named watson showed up and tore up the room. I stayed for almost the whole show playing pool with mark's gf christina, which proved to be interesting. That night, tom "booter" vidt called and told me that he was home. Me, him, and bradburn went up to south hills and shot pool for an hour and a half, even though we only paid for an hour. We saw jesse up there briefly, but he was working in the back. Afterwards, I picked up leigh and the four of us joined the hundreds of 12 year olds packing eat n park. What a mistake that was. I saw people that MY BROTHER hangs out with. Haha. I took home booter and then the three of us watched the popcopy training video from season 1 of the chapelle show. On the ride home, bradburn entertained leigh in the back as I was busy up front making a call. All in all, a good night.
saturday- I worked from 9-5 and nothing all that exciting happened all day. After that, I came home and ate pizza and then descended on white oak for mark's house. It was a wide variety of people that included myself, mark, christina, ashley, her bf joey, levi, and ben. The ride to heinz field ranks up there as some of the funniest crunXD behavior that I've ever see. A thumbs up to ben for providing the excitement. When we got there, it was just the end of the AAA game and we were there to see mckeesport v woody high for the quadA game. It was funny, some dude told us that we needed to watch the language around the little kids. Allright sir, I'll see what I can do. At halftime, we left because it was so cold. Later, we went to primanti bros. and then I drove home much later. A good night.
sunday- worked from 10-4 and once again, it was quite boring. I came home and did something that I can't really remember
monday- Had class from 12-3 and then comm was cancelled. Mark, dave, christina, and I went to a place called mr. mike's that had a brand of the spiciest buffalo wings I've encountered. We played pool in the dark and then I bought dazed and confused at a store right next to there. We came to ms. hill's class a little late, and as always she had some stupid stories to tell about her messed up classes that she's taught. I came home and was supposed to be working on my case study and english paper, but I talked to anna instead.
yesterday- it had all the makings of a day when papers were due. Papers strewed on the floor, books piled high in the comp. room, and screaming and yelling by myself at the printer and the internet. I managed a miracle as I finished both papers and got to class on time. I went from there straight to bowling and got yelled at for bringing outside food in. I guess it is good to support local business and I didn't know about that rule at all. Oh well. I was jammed right in between jesse, rico, bethanne, maura, neero neero, and lauren the whole time. That proved to be more than interesting. I worked and we unloaded all the stuff for after thanksgiving sale. Thank god I don't have to come in here at 7am, I'd probably die. Later that night, I felt like a free man for the first time in a LONG time. No work or school to think about for two days. Beautiful.
today- I woke up about 10:15 and lied in bed for awhile. I came downstairs and fixed myself breakfast, then watched a little ESPN. I was shocked to see my brother home so early b/c of conferences, and he and I revisited the glory days by playing legend of zelda: ocarina of time. I did nothing after.
thursday- Started to feel sick. Went to both grandma's anyways
friday-saturday- worked but was really sick. I'm just updating this now. I really hope I feel better by tomorrow because sickness pisses me off.

mh

it's been a rough week

It really has. In conglomeration with the last post, I'll once again reference my potential 1.5k profit I could have made if I had won that huge pot.

friday- I had class from 12-3 and it wasn't in the least bit interesting. Amlund's lessons about One way ANOVA's, learning theories, Vygotsky, and t-tests all bleed together(sorry, I couldn't think of a good simile for this one). After class, christina and ashley stopped down briefly at the pool room and we played a game together as mark worked the dj position on his show. I left around 4 and probably bullshitted around for awhile. Oh yeah, I remember, I did bullshit around for awhile. Later, nayhouse, bradburn, schleich, and I went out to eat n park for a late night chat and dessert, even though I ordered pancakes. I saw a girl there that look liked allison davic(a hot girl from my gym class last year) and we left around 10:30. After that, bradburn and I went to immekus' house for a little home game poker for the first time in months. Kloby, kinger, stock, immekus, bradburn, myself, holzer, brandon, and jason were all in attendance. The only people missing from the original crew were gerner and benny h, and neither of them plays anymore as far as I know. It was nice to see everyone, especially the side gaming crew for "the game". If you don't know what "the game" is, it is pot limit omaha, one or two dollar ante, depending on how late it is and other factors which I cannot discuss in a public blog. The first game, a 20 dollar game, I lost a huge pot to kinger when I was a 2:1 favorite with AQs against his 68o. Flop came 2 10 6 and destroyed my dreams of first. At that point I was up about 30, and after all was said and done, I went on a little cold streak at the end and finished the night 30 dollars down. I seriously would pay 30 dollars any night to listen to kloby's stories, nick answering questions about his "fake" life, and myself, kinger, and stock making sarcastic comments about nick's "fake" life. Good times ended about 3 and I got home and to sleep at about 3:30
saturday- I was supposed to get up at 8, but I fell back asleep and got up at 8:50 for a total of 5 hours, 20 minutes of sleep. That is NOT a good thing either, just in case you were wondering. I was half asleep for the first two hours of work, but then I woke up due to caffeine for the rest of the day. That night, I was supposed to do a paper, but I slept from about 10 o clock onwards.
sunday- I got a better night's sleep, but it didn't matter. Seriously, if you ask a question at my work to the bosses, they assume you for a dumbass for not automatically knowing the answer. Whatever, it's cool. I didn't finish my comm paper in between the end of work and the steeler game, so I was going to have to do it later. Anyways, the steeler game was a lot of fun as I went with my dad on his birthday. We scored a win and the crowd was especially rowdy because it was against the browns, who we've been getting the better of for the last 15 years. I came home and did my paper until about 2, and then crashed.
monday- Woke up with a decent night's sleep. English was boring as always. Include stats and psychology to that list. Comm he talked for awhile and we finished watching RoTK. Me, mark, kate, christina, and ashley went to get pizza on the break and it was so good because I hadn't eaten in about seven hours. I'm becoming a chicken and pizza junkie thanks to college. EdThp wasn't bad, Hill let us out 40 minutes early. I came home and watched monday night football for awhile and then wrote two pieces of work for a scholarship that I'm trying to get for writing. I probably won't get it, but whatever.
today- I got up very late today. 12 o clock!?! I drove my dad home from the car repair shop as his car needed work on something. I came home, washed the car, cleaned out the insides, and played a little poker. I got royally f*cked by the same guy twice on the FTP 130 freeroll as this douche hit runner-runner to make straights two times in a row on me! What bad luck that was. Thank god it was only a freeroll. I went down to bowling early and had my typical conversations with jesse, brian, neero neero, and little bradburn. Maura refused to talk to me for whatever reason, and I was somewhat shocked to hear that lauren and jesse are close to being an item. Wow. Plus, I got to really talk to bethanne for the first time in five months. That's a long time to not truly talk to someone that you considered one of your best friends at graduation. The first match is in two weeks, and I'll be there from week 3 onwards. Work was suprisingly good. I finished the wiring for the window decorations and helped angie hang some of the stuff up. If the decorations look good though, it was all her. Haha. I came home, watched the main event(what a great conclusion), and searched for the meaning of life while blowing off statistics and comm homework. I've got to do them both before night's end. It just seems like lately, I've been so stressed out. I need a break. All these impending deadlines have my back against the wall, and it's showing. Nayhouse told me to get some sleep, he could tell that I was mega stressed. Well, time to go do this stuff. Hopefully I'll be reporting thursday that I did well at skyview and that I'm less stressed because I've completed some more of my homework. I'll be thrilled if I could make one of those a possibility.

100th

I had a great title for this blog, but I thought that it was only fair to pay proper respects to my 100th post. That means a whole year of blogging, sometimes daily, sometimes weekly, and sometimes monthly. Because of blogging, my writing has improved tenfold. I look back at my older blogs where I was using internet slang in a futile attempt to be cool and draw fans to my sight. Clearly, that was the wrong path to take. It's funny, there's no way a year ago that I saw myself where I am today. How about five years ago? I was just some lowly eighth grader who hung out with chad evanek and those guys. My, have times changed or have they not? It seems like yesterday though. Being in homebase in eighth grade, remembering how cool I felt walking through those middle school halls as the top dog. More or less innocent to how things work beyond the walls of harrison middle school. And what about a year from now? I guess I'll never know exactly where I'll be, but hopefully I won't have dropped out of college, although there's a slight chance it could happen. And five years from now, I might be moving out and thinking about having kids of my own. Wow, that's incredible. It seemed like just yesterday luke hawthore and I were teaming up to beat up ryan patterson. Or playing football in the freezing cold with josh diven and other people from whitehall. And building snowball forts outside of nick binger's house on macassar so we could throw snowballs at his sister Amanda and her friend Heather Jakel's house. Just yesterday. That's all it was.

wednesday- I went in early and mark and I went to sheetz to grab a breakfast sandwich and a donut. It was good, and we went to campus to find books for a report that's due monday(no I didn't start reading the book). I really do love the tension of a good last second report, it makes things so much more interesting. I had class until 5, and suprisingly it wasn't bad at all. If only I didn't have to type the next part, because it truly pains me to type the words. However, there was a good moral to this story that I'm reminded of every time this happens. Nick and I went to skyview late because I overslept it. He got in the tourny and ended up finishing third for a net profit of 240. Nice game nick. I sat down at 3/6 after calling my gf(like the milwaukee's best light commercial) and clawed and scratched for three hours to end up a 78 dollar winner. I really didn't make any bad plays and capitalized on the oppurtunities given to me. All in all, I was really happy with the way I played. The plan after that was to sit down with 200 at the 2.50/5 NL because I wanted experience. God, these keys feel like metal weights, as I'm leading you down the path of my demise. I began the night at NL going up 20 bucks with a raise with kings and a fold post flop. I went down to 100 after just getting blinded off and calling stupidly and having to fold post flop. However, I double up with bottom two pair on a 456 flop where this one guy called 115 with A7. Two blanks fell, and I was up to about 250. Then, a guy that I like to call the donator pushed allin when the flop came down K87 and I called with AK. He had A5 and about 200 bucks left. Two blanks fell and when the table broke, I had about 500 sitting in front of me. We all moved to the 5/5 NL table where the action was hot and heavy. I think I made the best play of my life with K9 when the flop came down AK9 two diamonds. One guy bet 50, I raised to 150, he reraised allin and I quickly called. He had A10 and I had him dominated at the end of the hand. Hell yes, I was thinking. I blinded myself down to 750 until "the hand" came up. I was dealt KJ and a guy in front of me raised to 20. Charles(who is looser than the girls seen on Maury) came in and I called 15 because I was in the BB. Flop came down AKQ, which gave me second pair and a gutshot draw. Guy who raised bet 20, charles called, and I called. Here I put the early position guy on a AJ. Turn comes a 2, and early position guy bets 50, charles calls, and I call. Now I'm almost positive that he has an even weaker hand, maybe an A9, because he is not giving the correct odds to chase just a straight. River comes "the perfect card", a K, which gives me trip kings. Early position guy pushes allin. I guess I forgot to mention that this guy was the donator. Charles thinks for awhile and folds, and it ends up being about 200 more to me. I calculate the pot odds and figure I'm getting about 2.5:1 and I'm almost .2:1 that he has AQ, AJ, A10, or A9. I seriously moved those chips in so fast because I didn't want to know the outcome. The donator turned over aces and I was crushed, as he had made a full house while I had made trip kings. After the hand, Charles said he folded K9, which meant that there was a total of ONE CARD that could have got me in a ton of trouble. If a J falls and makes me two pair, I fold instantly because of the straight. If a ten comes, I have the nuts and scoop a pot that takes me to about 1.3k. Also, any other card falls and I fold because I figured my man for the ace. That really sucks. Instead, I cashed out showing a 70 dollar profit for the total night for seven hours of playing. But wow, I could have had 500 at worst and a maximum of 1.3k if my 10 hits. What a tough loss. The night reminded me that although that card sucked, it wasn't the end of the world. Money is a funny thing. It's just a gateway to some things that are good, seeing as that everything bought with money will stop working eventually. The only things that survive after money has died are the things that are free. Things like love, democracy, and nature are things ten times more important to me than a stupid pot that I lost. If I look back on this night ten years from now....wait, I won't remember this night. I'll remember the first time I fell in love though(no, I won't expound upon it here). Or the first time that I saw that flag raised at Iwa Jima and how till this day it gives me the chills to see those men press on against the Japanese and raise that flag of freedom. Or the first time I felt that cool, autumn breeze, and I watched those leaves turn. I remember, and I have to remember, because it brings a smile to my face every time the dark, malicious material world brings me to gloom. I'm sorry if this post has sounded like a scene out of American Beauty or something like that, but I am who I am.

mh

the laziness has to stop

seriously, I'm tired of being lazy and getting nothing done on my off days. No wonder why I'm always rushing to get everything done. The answer is because I do nothing or very little on my off days. No, I didn't have any homework for today, but I could have wrote, cleaned my room, cleaned the rest of the house, raked the leaves outside, or fixed the table that's broken. I chose to do none of the above. Shame on me.

friday- I went to class and it wasn't that bad at all. The psych test I got an 80% on which is the second highest that I heard of. After, I chilled in the pool room and listened to mark's radio show until about 4, whence I departed for home. Later, myself, bradburn, and nayhouse went to see jarhead. I'll remark that the movie sucked very badly. Not only did it have no plot, but it mentioned the fact that "masturbation is the only thing that you can do in the desert" at least ten times. Enough already. After that, we went to Denny's for dessert and chill out time. Basically, we went around and tore each other apart in a joking fashion. I came home and hung out for awhile and went to sleep.
saturday- I worked, and the morning was super busy during the whole time. In the afternoon, mindy invited me to go with her, her sister/her sister's bf, angie/angie's bf to this free concert in south park. After having to turn down mark and bradburn, I went out to south park. It was a really fun time, other that the bands did a lot of screaming and "Fuck you bush, you whore." Kind of funny though. There was this rapper there named shorty k who had a nice beat and good lyrics. Coincedentally, the whole thing ended in a huge fight between two drunk chics as the feature band was on stage. After mindy met the guy of her dreams, we left to continue the night in southside. It was me, her, her sister rachel, her fried coral, and coral's bf whose name I don't know. We engaged in an activity(no, not a fivesome) that I shouldn't talk about and therefore won't. I got home at around 2:30.
sunday- Got up bright and early to work a long, boring day at ace with mind-ay and ron. After that, my parents had some people over for drinking and the steeler game. I spent most of the time downstairs(other than the 2 hours talking to anna <3) and the night was highlighted with mr. greguric's stories of century III and the "two illegitimate bastard kids". I don't think that I've laughed that hard in a long time. Sure, everyone was hammered, but it was fun. I capped off the night with homework finishing.
monday- Woke up, and went to school. English we turned in our papers, stats and psych were cancelled, comm we watched return of the king, then mark, christina, ashley, and me(who are now known by me as the PSUM crew) went to wendys, then we went to EdThp. Somewhere in between while we were playing pool, I made the eight ball off of a break. That's pretty damn rare. Also, I got a 98 on both my EdThp paper and the EdThp test to boost my grade to an A, which is good by me. That night, I watched Monday Night Football, Laguna Beach, and talked to anna.
today- I woke up and did nothing until bowling practice at 330 for the high school. Talked to all the usuals and cut a deal with steph geis that will ensure that we will drink at states if we miss the championship round. Haha, I should be a politician. I worked, and an extension cord project had me on "work tilt" if there is such a thing. I was suprised to see mindy there on a tuesday and we talked about her new friend(who she met sat.) tendency to call her a lot. Oh well. I came home, watched the main event, watch BFG, and wrote up a blogger report.

Next time will be my 100th post and from then on out, this is going to change a little bit. Instead of providing weekly updates, I'll provide tri-weekly updates on a wide variety of topics. As John Kennedy said, "Change is the way of life." Unfortunately, I can't stay a Baldwin Highlander forever. I live to sail beyond the sunset.

searching for answers

yesterday- the day began with my awakening at 10 or something like that. I was out of the door by 10:30 and I shot pool until it was time for english class. English was a bore, it always is. At least Dr. "Mmmkkk" Mickle pushed the paper back until Monday so I can continue avoid citing my sources. Stats was another boring lesson from Amlund, but it isn't all that bad. I continue to not read the book and do alright on the tests and dominate the homeworks. Psychology was intriuging but nonetheless very boring. We have a test there on chapters 6-10 and people were freaking out about the test while I was laughing at them. Silly kids. In Comm we had a test and my group is pretty stupid except for adam davies who actually knows what he's talking about. Thank God somebody does. Afterwards, I played pool for a little while and then came home. Later, I picked up nick and we went to skyview. In the tournament, I lost a 10k pot when shawn butler pushed all-in and I called with sevens and he had threes. Of course, he hit a three on the turn. Tough crowd. After that, I sat down at 3/6 and the next four brutalizing hours were complete with me winning a total of TWO pots and not flopping top pair once. Correction, I had AQ and the flop came down Q 9 7 but a J on the turn gave some other lady jacks up and that beat me. TWO pots. The only pair I had in four hours was deuces and the flop was A K Q. Good one. After that, I had a K Q once. Nick went up like 700 and I hadn't seen such good cards...in a long time. I left pretty pissed off. My anger isn't derived so much from my lack of good play, but my lack of good cards. I haven't seen cards that bad since gerner's tournament in early June and even there I had A-rag a couple of times. Oh well, I guess that happens. After that, I was searching for answers to questions that I certainly can't answer. Why don't I have the good cards to play? How can I build any sort of bankroll with these cards? Will my luck ever change? I decided after awhile that those questions are pointless, they are rhetorical and time wasting. There is no answer to the hardest philosophical questions(no, the hardest philosophical questions are NOT the ones mentioned above), and we can only give our best approximation of it. Answering a question like Will my luck change? is sort of like answering where I will be in 6 months? You just never know the answer. I wonder if anyone ever thought as the future like a mathematician thinks of infinity. You can tangle with what you think it is late at night and then you just reach the conclusion that it's a mystery. Some questions don't need to be answered to produce satisfying results.
today- I woke up very late for my standards and began working on psychology. I find the more I learn in psychology, the more I want to learn. I truly believe that I'm a compulsive learner. I've also deduced that I'm a compulsive person. I'm going to reference two quotes here and maybe someone but me can relate to them. "Being a compulsive person is a terrible thing." and "There is a fine line between genius and insanity." I'm not saying that I'm a genius, because I'm far from it. It just seems like the higher up I go in my education, the more ridiculous these theories get. Take calculus for example. Calculus is hundreds of years ahead of its time in terms of real world application and it often relies on almost always on thinking about "what-if" situations. Anyways, I'm feeling very philosophical myself tonight, as you may have noticed. Later on, I went to work which was tedious and boring. I came home and watched the OC, which wasn't as good as I expected. Ryan should have stayed on the damn fishing boat instead of running back to Marissa in typical American happy ending fashion. After, I had a long talk with anna and I think we got a lot of things sorted out, all for the good. I didn't realize how loud I was talking to her until my mom came in and told me that she had to get up at 5 am. Oops. Then I studied more for psychology, read a few blogs, and wrote in this thing.

I'm gathering my own poetry together and I'm going to start adding it in starting next time.

mh

exhilirating week

yeah, that about describes it...

thursday- went to work and then chilled at nayhouses for awhile...we replayed that strat-o-matic and wes covington and pafko blew the game again. Damn cocksuckers.
friday- went to class and then listened to the mark curcio radio show. He plays a lot of good music, I would encourage everyone to listen to it. That night, me, nayhouse, and schleich hung out and played strat o matic and football at 1030 at night. It was such a good time. I forgot how cool schleich was to hang out with until that night. I took him home later and crashed around 1
saturday- I woke up early to go to work. It wasn't all that bad of a day. I mean, nothing exciting, work is work. After work, bradburn and I went to the penguins game. Truthfully, I wasn't all that excited about the game, but when we got the 55 dollar seats for 20 bucks, that was cool. The student rush plan is like baldwin heaven. I saw Dave Walley, Mandy McKnight, Zack Liotus, and Kelly Catania there. Crazy. Of course, the Penguins ruined the whole thing by blowing a 3-1 lead in the third period. Traffic was horrible getting out of there, but I'm not really an impatient person. I was an impatient person until I read a book called Zen and the Art of Poker by Larry Phillips. I really hate when people say that a book changed their life, but it really does. It definitely calms you down during all impatient situations. Definitely a good read, I'll let people borrow it if they want it.
sunday- Worked was cool. Mindy is always fun to work with. I was supposed to do a ton of homework, but I only did my EdThp paper and read my psychology which left out english. Oh well. Later, I watched Good Will Hunting which is another great movie.
monday- I decided to skip english because it's a waste of time. Stats, psych, and cinema art all ran together, although we did get out of cinema art an hour early(marchesani is the man). Ashley, Mark, Mark's gf Christina, and I went to some Italian restaraunt that had some kick ass breadsticks. After, we shot pool and went to Ms Hill's class. Ms Hill was telling us about all the times she got drunk but then it was time to leave for the Steeler game. Me, mark, matt "herold", ashley, and some other girl who's name I can't remember all went to Christina's house. It was quite a good time capped off by reliving the "actually, it's a chip" moment. The retards across the street weren't out, but they should have been. We left around 115 and I got to bed around 230 after watching some Dazed and Confused. Did I mention anna got pissed at me for an unknown reason?
today- I woke up and did nothing until 1130 when I put on the Penguins Stanley Cup video from 1992. My dad came home and we went to Quaker Steak and Lube for the lunch time buffet which I rate in my Top 3 of all time for buffets. Trust me, that's a hell of a ranking, seeing that the top spot clearly goes to the Brunch we got comped for in Akron, Ohio, that myself and nayhouse tore up the last day before we left. Haha good times. After, I worked on psychology and watched more Dazed and Confused. After, I went to bowling which is extermely fun. Bethanne asked me for 200 dollars for no reason. Maura wouldn't stop bugging me about buying her PSU sweatpants. Jesse and I talked about a bunch of stuff. Lauren wouldn't admit that she likes Jesse(Jesse is a guy by the way, for all you non-Baldwin readers(I know there are thousands of you)). The ninth and tenth graders were trying to hit on Bethanne, Maura, and Lauren for whatever reason. My brother was throwing a 600 series. Steph was telling me how she was smashed last night. And Ms. Geis told me that yours truly is a chaperone for the bowling bus. Haha. I went to work after which was boring and slow. I came home, watched poker, watched BFG(bound for glory), called anna, and typed up my english. Now I'm really tired and pumped for skyview tomorrow at the same time. Gambling to win. Peace out.

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