Lies for the liars

This month seems to be going by very quickly.  I guess it's a result of being more busy than usual.  I'm not complaining by far, although I would like to just sit back and chill for a day or two.  Oh well, beggars can't be choosers.

Life is almost boring at the moment.  School and work consumes my life.  Between all of the organizations I'm involved with now, the clubs at school, and all of the other things I do on my "own time"; I have no life other than what I'm doing for those things specifically.  It's really... Blah.

The Superbowl is almost here.  I'm getting all hype for that.  Even though my team is long from the play-offs, I still love to watch the games. I really don't care about who's playing, I just root for the team I think I will.  Only thing is, I don't always make the best guess.  Going by the statistics is overrated.

Also, I must admit, I have some pretty hilarious friends.  Sometimes I wonder how I would get through the day without particular people.  The other day, my dear friend Will suggested to leave things you don't want to carry in the Lost & Found bin.  Because "It's not like anybody will claim it or anything..."  Then again, I realize I speak of how I have terrible, useless, skanky, douchbag-ish, moronic, crappy friends as well.  All of these things are true.  I just tend to chill with a large, diverse crowd of individuals.  Some are amazing and couldn't be better friends if they tried; although, there are the ones I'd rather live without.  But if I didn't talk to some irritating people, my life wouldn't be entertaining.

Speaking of which, lying seems to be the new black.  It's really annoying when you're speaking with someone and you call their bluff, and they have nothing else to say because they've been caught.  Honestly, it's the most irritating thing in the world when I know what happened, then someone tells me the complete opposite.  Or when people accuse me of something that never happened because of what they've been told.  Taking lies over fact only screws a person over in the long run.

L M Butler

I saw it coming

Latest snowfall of the season.

Wow, so it's 2011 already.  It's only been 11 days into the new year and I can just feel it's going to be a good one.  I have high expectations for this year.
So, funny story about my house.  I swear we've got a ghost or something.  The TV keeps turning on by itself, doors opening and closing, noises, random cat toys moving with no cat around, etc.  Now, benefit of the doubt would tell me that it could be that the house is old; the vents could be what moves the doors; the house is unsteady and creaks. Whatever it may be, it creeps me out sometimes.  My dad is insistent on having a blessing or something done.  Then again, I think he watches too much Ghost Adventures on the Travel Channel.
All of my midterms are finally taken care of, thank God.  I'm actually disappointed in myself though.  I managed to get a D+ on my math exam; although a B+ on my Chemistry exam makes up for that.  I don't know how I pulled that off, but I did.  Chemistry is brutal this year.  Also, go figure that I managed a 98 - A on my Orchestra exam.  Honestly, I don't know who can't pass that.  Well, except for the one cellist who go a 40 - F.  The poor girl just needs to give up and take up Band or something.
Speaking of school, History seises to make me laugh.  That class is the greatest.  Mr. Duncan could probably teach anyone about anything, and they'd learn it.  I'd say, last class, he told one of his best stories yet.  It was about a tattoo contest he ended up judging at a party.  The one guy had a full British fox hunt down his back.  It was so detailed, that he could see the dew on the grass.  Then, the man proceeded to pull down his britches and show off a fox tail coming from his butt crack.  Which branched off onto his left cheek.  Most interesting tattoo ever, I'd say.
To bring up the beloved friend subject again, it seems like when everything changes and becomes somewhat better, everything starts to go back to the old again.  People say they'll become a better person, yet actually doing so doesn't seem to happen.  One of my friends has turned into the biggest slut I've ever met, then the other is the biggest douche.  I saw both of them heading that route, and the one has been a douche since I met him; although, I just had a little hope for them, I guess.  It just got worse in the long run.  I'm not going to be somebody they can always turn to if they're going to talk crap about me behind my back and be terrible friends themselves.
London is coming closer and closer.  I'm so thrilled.  I'm hoping I'll be able to go there this summer for a week or so too, and not just in 2012 for the Olympics.  It all depends on finances and my classes for next year.  I tend to do a lot of summer teaching and charity, and I might be taking summer college courses.  We shall see, no won't we?


L M Butler