I bought two new posters for my room. I kept the vulgar bunnies theme going. One is of a bunny crying, saying "You suck and that's sad." The other one is a drawing of a bunny showing his butt, with a kiss and lipstick on it, basically symbolizing "kiss my ass." Ah yes. Such sophistication. I love it.
Well, I've listened to my new Fleetwood Mac CD so much that I've memorized all the songs. Obviously, this is my favorite CD in the world. Kickass.
I have a chem test today. Should be a breeze. Two years of chem in high school helps a ton.
I guess my room has turned into the party room. Before, when I had a roommate, there was rarely anyone in the room (except the roommate and his former girlfriend). Now, there is at least 3 other people in the room at all times. In fact, they're looking over my shoulder as I type right now. And since I have a nice TV with an N64 (with 4 controllers), they play Perfect Dark constantly. I just have to show them what's up once in a while when they get too cocky.
OK, Rico is officially amazed. Katie is still with Rico. Yay! I guess I shouldn't be surprised, but hey, I am. She's the coolest person I've ever met, so this is pretty awesome.
Anyways, time for bed. Not much to blog about right now.
OK, here is a little defintion of two people.
Rico: computer illiterate. just mastered word-processing. can turn it on and off. can use the internet (barely)
Alex: da man. whiz. genius. you da man. seriously. thank you.
If you're wondering what the hell that was about, just scroll down the bottom of the page. Take a look at the three pictures there. One of me and my girl. One of Katie and her friend Alexandra (Alex for short). And one of the crew at graduation practice. Needless to say, Rico could not have posted these pictures by himself. Oh no. Alex (Felix) had to do it all for me. And I thank him greatly for it.
Anyways, not much else new. Ton of freaking biology homework. I have to give a 10 minute speech next week. $hit. I hate public speaking. Oh well.
Working on getting some pictures posted. Sorry for this lame blog, but am very busy right now. Out.
Oh $hit, I'm tired. I was up until 5:30 this morning. Just woke up a few minutes ago and am so very f*cking tired.
What was Rico doing until 5:30 in the morning, you might ask? Well, my whole floor went on a Dairy Queen run at 10:00 PM, then went to see X-Men 2 at 12:00 (movies in the theater here are free for students and the theater is always a little late to get them). So that brings us to 2:30 AM. Everyone in my hall went to bed. Everyone except me. And Katie. So yes, 3 hours later Rico finally gets to sleep.
I have a confession to make. I'm doing pretty well in all my classes. All except f*cking Biology. I hate it. The material isn't hard, the teacher sucks ass. Her first year teaching it. Her first year as a professor. F*CK! Anyways, she gives $hitty notes and extremely hard tests. The last test we had was ugly. The average score was 53 (out fo 100). The low was 18. Some a-hole got 99. I did minimal studying because I'm f*cking lazy, and I pulled an 82 out of my ass. My girl Katie is pretty damn sharp herself and she got a damn 55. My friend Bill is fairly smart and he got 56.
I don't want to brag, but I have to say that I absolutely love Idaho. Only thing I miss about California is the beach (and the friends...). The rest of Cali can go suck a lemon. People here are so nice. It's unbelievable. There is no way in hell that I can move back to Cali after college. Let's take a look at Idaho and me:
Idaho: very conservative
Idaho: simpler, less complicated life (not many people have cell phones or computers)
me: I hate computers, cell phones are OK
Idaho: Wal-Mart is sparkling clean, not like the $hit in Cali
me: I'm cheap, so Wal-Mart is happenin'
Idaho: the freeways are rather deserted
me: yay! the little red pickup can go zoom-zoom
me: I think most folks out there know my disgust with Mormons, so this can go unexplained...
Just for a little info, Katie is not Mormon. Thank God (metaphorically). And what's really friggin' weird is that we're just about the same person. Strange, but cool.
Well, that night when everyone got drunk off their ass, I went to sleep at about midnight. The po-po came about 1:00 that morning. They talked to a few of the guys. LOL. They guys were F*CKED up, but they still passed the sobriety tests somehow.
OK, enough for now.
Holy crap. Still awake. Been awake for about 20 hours. Pretty long time for me. Tired as hell.
OK, I guess I officially have a girlfriend. Katie #1. She's decent looking. Something strange for me though. If you know me really, really well, then you know that I go for blondes. Or semi-blondes. Well damn. Katie #1 is a brunette. Actually, her name is Katie Leoni. How the hell do you like that? Another wop up here in Idaho! Yay for Italians! Now seriously, what the hell are the chances of that?
Allrighty, everyone in my hall is drunk off their ass. One guy just ran up and down the hall buck ass naked. Oh lordy. Did not want to see that.
I bought Fleetwood Mac's new album, "Say You Will." I must say that it is probably my favorite CD now and I've only had it for three days. 18 tracks, probably 15 good ones. Damn good CD.
Ah well. Bed time.
Sorry about not blogging in the last century (er.....last few days).
Anyways, yeah. Remember I talked about the dance club? So yeah, we'll call that girl Katie #1. There was a slight problem for the last couple days though. I went out with a different girl. Let's call her Katie #2. Yes, they are both named Katie. Confusing as hell. So yesterday, I ended it with Katie #2 and got flipped off. Oh well. Nothing new to me. Still with Katie #1 though. Yay. In fact, I was up until 3 this morning with her.
I treated myself for my 18th birthday. I bought a 20 inch TV for my dorm room and since I have no roommate and a large room, I am going to get a cheap couch too. Mommy brought my N64 up, so now I can kick everyone's ass at Perfect Dark and San Fran Rush 2049. Hell yeah.
Anyways, time for a nap. Out.
I went clubbin' last night with 10 other people from my dorm (guys and girls). Anyways, it was foam dance night. Things got a little crazy, needless to say. This one chick insisted on freaking me for about one hour, then coming back to my dorm room. I have no roommate, so yeah. I think you can guess what happened. I was up until 4:00 AM with this girl. So yes, I'm very tired. Very tired.
Nothing else new. I have no roommate, as I just mentioned. He left yesterday morning. What a pansy. Way to let some dumb, ugly bitch ruin his life.
Looks like it's bedtime for me. I need to make up for the 3 hours of sleep I got last night.
It's been a few days since I've blogged. Interesting stuff has happened since Tuesday.
My roommate and his girlfriend finally broke up after several days of fighting and crying. Thank God, I thought. He's finally away from that bitch. She is a bitch, believe me. Anyways, he got really depressed, didn't eat, didn't get out of bed, skipped class. I knew something weird was going on. He was planning on going home to California (his real home is about 45 minutes from Redlands). So yeah, that little pansy couldn't take the breakup with the bitch. So now, at this time tomorrow, I will have a single room. What a f*cking pansy. His dad came here to take him home, back to his mommy and daddy back at home.
Some of the guys in the hall finally got back at me for the pranks I've pulled. This was bad. I was taking a shower and they dumped a wastebasket full of ice-cold water on me. But it didn't end there. Oh no. They stole my towel and my clothes. One of the chicks from upstairs ran up and got a purple thong. They left the thong on the hook, in place of my towel. Bastards. Anyways, I got out fo the shower and found no towel. For shock value, I actually put on the thong. I went to my room, which was now locked. Bastards. This was not good. So yeah, I finally found my roommate and beat him until he gave me the keys so I could get my clothes and towel.
Three days until my birthday. Woohoo!
It's rained here a lot lately. It's really neat.
I met an awesome girl that's also going into pharmacy. So I guess we'll be hanging out a lot now, since we realized we have all the same classes. By the way, she's pretty cute too. So that's a bright spot.
Anyways, I watched a foreign film for one of my classes. El Crimen del Padre Amaro. Spanish movie about the Catholic Church, scandals, and a priest who screws a chick, gets her pregnant, and has her get an abortion (which ends up killing her). Cheery movie. Wonderful.
Well, my birthday is only 6 days away, but my roommate gave me an early birthday present. Last night, we were bored, so we started work on a fake ID. We used his Selective Service card and his copier to make one. Says I'm 21. Sweet. It truly looks real. Doesn't look phony at all. Anyways, we went to Club 91, the strip club closest to campus. My roommate (who's 18), my RA (who's 20), and me (still 17) all got in the 21 and over strip club. So yeah. Awesome. Then my roommate, who is fairly wealthy, gave me another present. A nice little private lap dance in the VIP room. This chick had some of the hugest hooters I have ever seen (and had my face smashed into). Ah yes. So yeah, after a couple weeks, we're going to make another trip. So now my sleeping schedule is thrown off. I didn't get to bed until 3:00 AM, which is extremely late if you know me at all. But hell, it was worth it.
Ah $hit, Monday morning. It's too damn early. I went to the movies with a group of ladies last night. I didn't get back until midnight. Stayed up talking to the ladies until 2:00 AM. Jesus Christ. Needless to say, I can hardly stay awake right now. My roommate is still tuckered out from his date with the stripper. He didn't get in until 4:00 AM. I'm not sure if he got any action or not; I haven't talked to him yet because he's still snoring his ass off.
I am sore as a mo-fo this morning. I climbed the rock wall yesterday for about an hour. Did some extremely difficult climbs, all upper body stuff. Then my roommate, being the genius he is, decided we should go and lift some weights. Upper body stuff. Real smart. Then we ran up this huge, steep hill behind our dorm. Jesus. I am so goddamned sore I don't know if I can get my backpack on.
Nothing much else to say. Out.
I gave the eulogy at Nuts' funeral service last night. Very sad occassion. Candles, tombstone, flowers, the whole nine yards.
Went to the football game last night. Good game, ISU won over Northern Colorado.
My roommate and I bought a fog machine. It's awesome. We set it up in a guy's room when he was asleep, then we woke him up. He thought his room was on fire. It was great. Then, we put it in our room and let the fog waft out into the hall, so that our RA thought we were smoking inside. LOL.
Oh my f*cking God, yesterday was hilarious. Like I said before, my roommate (Kevin) and his girlfriend are going through a tough time. Anyways, he got fed up with her last night, so he went to a strip club. Fortunately for him, he got in, even though he is only 18 and the legal age is 21. Anyways, he was there for 3 hours, sitting at the table watching the ladies. He came back at about 11:30 PM and told me of all his adventures, like the private room where he got a private lap dance. So then, at about 12:30 AM, he went back to the strip club. Got in for free. Got another lap dance. Got a date with the stripper. Seriously. He asked her out. Holy $hit! So yeah, they're going out Sunday night. Lucky bastard. Lucky, lucky, lucky. Damn him to hell. ROFL. And the best part of all of it is that his girlfriend knows none of this. ROFL. LMFAO.
It was f*cking cold here last night. I love it. It was awesome.
28 Days Later was OK, not great.
Oh well, time to study some Biology. Test coming up nxt week.
OK, the date for Nuts' funeral service is Saturday night at 8:00 PM. Very sad occassion. I have a tombstone (made of foam) for him and some candles as well. Today, my roommate and I passed out flyers for the service to every person in the whole hall. I guess I'll probably lead the whole ceremony. Nice.
Aced a psych test today. Sweet.
My roommate and his girlfriend fight and argue constantly. Constantly. It's annoying as hell. They even argue when they think I'm asleep at night. She usually sleeps with him, so they can argue all night long too.
Going to watch 28 Days Later tonight. Heard it was kind of dumb, but we'll see.
A great tragedy has occurred. No, I'm not talking about 9-11, even though today is the anniversary of it. No, today was very sad. My roommate and I were coming back from lunch and we saw a furry, still shape outside the our dorm. Upon walking up to it, we saw it was a dead squirrel. Flipping it over with a stick, we saw that it was Nuts! NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! We could see his lame leg, so we knew it was him. Luckily (for our grades anyhow), we had already finished our biology lab the day before. We're not sure what killed him, but he passed away sometime during the night. Very sad indeed. I think our dorm is going to have a little service for him, since he was the mascot of our dorm.
$hit! Now I have to change the name of my blog. Crap. Oh well, I'm sure I'll come up with something in the next couple days.
11 days until my birthday.
I f*cking aced my chem test. Score! Hell yes.
This is absolutely un-f*cking-believable. It's pouring outside. I just walked to breakfast and got so soaked that I had to come back and take a warm shower. It's all of 45 degrees out there. But don't get me wrong, like I said, I love the rain.
I watched Black Hawk Down last night. Awesome movie. Almost as good as Saving Private Ryan (or Saving Ryan's Privates). I think the movie for tonight will be Spiderman, if we have time. My roommate and I put on showings of movies in our room. People come in and watch, just like it's the freaking movie theater.
12 days. Enough said.
The gummy bear is still on my RA's door. Yes!
Ah, college is great. I won't go into detailed details, but it's the good life.
OK, today was my first college test. Went good. I know chem pretty well, so it had better have been an A.
10:40 and still awake. Holy $hit.
Guess what? It's raining right now as I type. This is so freaking awesome. It rains every night, morning, and evening.
I'm a f*cking klutz, a spaz. I got my tray of food and drink and such and was walking to my table when a bitch bumped me and sent every f*cking thing flying, breaking a plate and spilling spaghetti all over me. Not completely my fault, but nonetheless, I'm a spaz. So yeah, after lunch, I had to run back and do a quick wash before the stain set in my favorite clothes.
Prank of the day. I super-glued a gummy bear to the door handle of the RA. OK prank, not good, but OK.
13 days till my birthday. The countdown has begun...
The last 12 hours have been pretty cool. It started with watching Daredevil, then playing pool until midnight (which included a nice phone call from Jackie), then watching Old School. So yeah, I got very little sleep. And that was after a 2 hour climbing session at the rock wall in the gym here at ISU.
Allrighty, time to get slightly sentimental. I don't miss SoCal (well, maye the beach a little). I do miss anybody who's reading this blog, since you would probably be a pretty good friend. And of course, I miss Jackie. Don't get me wrong, I'm not homesick nor am I lonely. I do miss you guys though.
My college lost its football game this weekend to Boise State University. 62 to 0. Ouch. It's not that ISU sucks, but that BSU is really good.
It rained last night and it's raining again right now. Awesome. I love it.
I haven't had a haircut since a few weeks before I left Redlands. Holy crap. I have the beginnings of a 'fro. Uck. I really need a haircut before I look like a goddamn hippie.
My 18th birthday is in 14 days. Two weeks. Less than half a month. Yes! Time for Playboy and porno (legally, that is).
So very tired. Oh well. I guess I'll have to struggle to stay awake in class. Out.
Oh wow, I'm tired. After climbing the rock wall, I played basketball for about 2 hours. Then I ran up this huge hill that overlooks the whole campus. Jesus, talk about sore and tired. I could hardly get out of bed this morning.
Idaho versus California
1. People here drive slow. Really slow. They have semi-highways that you can only go 25 on, when I've gotten up to 65.
2. People here stop for pedestrians. In SoCal, they're worth points.
3. There are no "no smoking" laws.
4. People here are a hell of a lot more conservative (RIGHT ON!!!).
5. People here aren't as concerned with dental hygiene.
6. Guns are rather common, as well as killing things with guns.
7. Crime doesn't really exist (refer to #6).
8. It's nice and cool here (unlike the nut-sweating days of SoCal).
9. Beer flows very easily here. Very easily.
10. And last, but not least, the entry age for a strip club is 21 (at least in Pocatello). That sucks. My floor was going to take me to the local strip club on my 18th birthday. Damn. No boobies for Rico.
Anyways, time to study. Just thought I'd say that for all the strangeness of Idaho, I love it. Much better than SoCal. Out.
I went to a frat party last night with my roommate and a couple of other pre-pharm guys. My roommate and I were the DD's. Our friends, on the other hand, got wasted out of their minds. They had 10+ beers and 4+ shots each. They can't remember anything. But, while they were asleep, my roommate and I super-glued gummy bears to their backs, painted their nails, colored on them with Sharpies, duct-taped their legs, Band-Aid'ed their eyebrows, and duct taped their eyes shut. And yes, they were blessed by the hangover fairy. They got their vengeance on me this morning however. I had just finished taking a nice warm shower when they dumped a bucket of ice water on me. Brrrrr....
I just got done climbing the rock wall in the gym. Big ass wall. Huge. Fun as hell to climb. Now my ass is tired.
Prank of the day: we bought a fart machine. Ah yes, such sophistication. We put it in our friend's backpack and waited until we were in the middle of a silent lecture hall (with about 300 students in it). We set it off. ROFL. Now Bill (our flatulent friend) is known by the whole Chem class as the guy who rips ass.
I am obsessed with pool. I played until midnight last night. And what's even worse, I bought my own pool cue. My roommate has his own and his girlfriend has her own. We bought balls and a rack as well. And chalk. Obsessed.
My roommate keeps saying that my side of the room is plain and undecorated. So I bought a static cling sticker for the window with a little rabbit flipping you off with both hands. Oh yeah, I have a little motivational poster too. It reads "Too often we lose sight of life's simple pleasures. Remember, when someone annoys you, it takes 42 muscles in your face to frown. BUT, it only takes 4 muscles to extend your arm and bitch-slap that motherf*cker upside the head!"
Well, it rained again last night. I think it has rained about half the days I've been up here. And no, I'm not complaining. I love the rain.
New prank of the day. We didn't just steal our RA's door handle, we took his whole door and switched it with another one, making his key useless on "his" door. ROFL. It was great. Oh yeah, we got him with laxatives again too.
Nothing else to blog about. Out.
Prank of the day: doorknob snatching. Two nights ago, my roommate and I duct taped the door across from us in the hall to ours, locking the people inside. They couldn't get out. Our RA came over and sat on the duct tape bridge between our door and the one across from us, causing our door handle to snap. So when the handyman came to fix, he showed us how to pop off door handles and the face plates. It takes about 5 seconds, you just need a paper clip.
So anyways, last night, we went up and down our floor and took every door handle. We had ten door handles in our room about one minute later. LOL. It was great.
I went to golf tryouts yesterday (I go today too). Anyways, there's 8 people trying out for one spot on the team. And wouldn't you know it, I'm two shots off the guy in the lead going into today. And wouldn't you know it, I'd be in the lead if a goddamn tree hadn't eaten my ball. Bastard. Cost me two shots.
Anyways, time for class. Out.
Well, this sucks and blows both. I'm sick. Really sick. My throat feels like someone doused it with gasoline and then chucked a match down there. I can't breathe through my nose. Oh yay. And to top it all off, I have golf tryouts tomorrow and Wednesday. Just f*cking wonderful. Excellent.
My 3-legged friend is nowhere to be found today. I hope he's still alive. I hope he hasn't bit the big one....because my biology grade would be in the $hitter.
I met another cute chick playing pool last night. LOL. This one didn't flip me the bird. YES! SCORE!!! Progress! She didn't recoil in revulsion!
My roommate still watches cartoons all goddamn day. Annoying as hell. He's OK when he's not watching TV, but damn, I'm sick and tired of f*cking cartoons.