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What a funny show.  Just watched eight episodes and felt like sharing.  Good night world. 

Until next time,

Keep krumping

-Alex Thunderlips

I'm a bitter man.

 

What a fucking slow start to the "holiday" weekend.  Got in trouble at work for losing some cards (which I found out 20 minutes ago that I had taken home on accident) and left work early frustrated and upset.  Boss set a deadline for my project and I might not be able to finish my work.  Going back into work Friday morning on my regular schedule to try and complete my task.  Got a free lunch at Buca.  I still don't see why people like that place.  I wouldn't eat there again if it was free.  Maggiano's is still my go-to place for Italian.  Came home to watch the Sharks game which I thought was going to be a really exciting game.  Lost 7-2 and let Chicago score three consecutive short handed goals and another four straight until Danny Boyle answered back with a goal with about five minutes left in the third.  What a fucking joke.  And it was a home game.  The first loss in regulation of the season.  Hopefully something will change my mood because today was not a good day at all.

Until next time,

Fucking Chicago...

-Alex Thunderlips

Optical allusions.

^^Very interesting video.  I love the ending but the build up takes too long.

Today was full of visuals.  Started off the day watching new music videos on the telly while getting dressed and such.  Saw the "new" Rihanna video (sort of) and some other videos that I had no idea who they were.  On the way to work, a very beautiful lady stood in front of me on the bus.  I had something pretty to look at for the next 25 minutes or so.  I guess you can say it balanced out the homeless man sitting behind me drinking two Sierra Nevada's that he had hidden in his jeans.  Boy was she beautiful.  It's quite rare to see someone that beautiful riding public transportation.  Usually the bus is just filled with normal people or ugs (and the occasional homeless drinking in public).

At work I read an interesting article about optical illusions (yes I purposely titled this post "allusion" to allude to the content of my post).

All of the orange circles are the same size but it's quite tricky.

The same goes for this picture.  Picture (b) was quite tricky for me.  If you'd like to read the article here it is:

http://www.wired.com/wiredscience/2009/11/optical-illusion-doesnt-fool-kids/?npu=1&mbid=yhp

Then I saw this video which was completely mind bottling.  "You know, when things are so crazy it gets your thoughts all trapped, like in a bottle?"



After work I came home and watched two hours and a half hours of PBS.  There was the NOVA special that runs every so often and this particular episode was titled "What Are Dreams?"  The episode discussed all parts of dreams and how they relate to our lives.  I lost interest at some parts and got distracted with my dinner (although I did not taste much.  See previous post).  The second show was a lot more interesting.  The show, Human Senses, spent the first half hour discussing our sense of touch while the second half discussed vision.  The first half hour was also somewhat uninformative since I already knew about most of the topics they discussed.  Main points were that pain can be altered depending on influences.  During the test the show conducted, a panel of volunteers were given one of two pills.  The first pill was said to enhance sensation and pain while the other was a painkiller.  Both were just flour and sugar but the volunteers were not made aware of this.  The experiment used electrical pulses to sent a shocking sensation to the volunteers and those who took the "pain-enhancing" pills had a stronger reaction to the same level of stimuli.  Those who took the "painkillers" felt little sensation.  The first segment also introduced hypnotherapy as a way of using mind over matter to reduce the amount of pain felt.  The most interesting part of the segment was definitely the part where the host's body was altered to show where the most sensitive parts of the body were.  It looked something like this:

The only difference was that the host was of course, moving.  And the lips on the host were a lot bigger.  "Steven Tyler would be proud."  The second segment about vision was a lot more interesting.  The opening of the segment explains the basic operations of the eye and how it works.  Then there was an experiment where volunteers were hooked up to a machine that detects their eye movements.  The volunteers then waited in a bar for the tester and were unaware that their eye movements were being monitored and recorded.  The room was filled with hired models and beautiful people and then the volunteers were shown what they were looking at.  It was interesting to see how people had no idea they were looking at certain people for a long time.  They were either staring or made a lot of visual passes at the same people numerous times.  The episode then moved onto another experiment which I totally want to try.  Somewhere (I forgot where), a man developed goggles to invert images.  When the host put on the goggles, everything he saw was inverted.  He was tested for 8+ hours where he had to learn to adjust to the changes.  The inventor had been wearing the goggles for 14 days without taking them off and had learned to ride a bike with the goggles on.  The argument was that given time, your eyes could adjust to a lot of stuff.  Because of the inverted vision, the host had trouble reaching into a refrigerator for a bottle of milk.  It was hilarious seeing him hit the top of the refrigerator over and over trying to get to the milk.  Definitely something I'd want to try.  Two other experiments were done to prove that vision can be distorted when distracted.  The first experiment involved the host asking a random person directions before a couple of construction workers pass between the person and the host holding a door.  During the pass, the host switches with one of the people holding the door to test if the person had noticed that the person who asked for directions had changed.  More than half of the people had no idea that the person had switched out.  They were preoccupied with thinking about directions and explaining on where to go.  The second experiment involved five basketball players.  They were told to pass three balls as part of an exercise.  They were recorded while doing their passing drills and a group of volunteers were asked to see how many times the players in the yellow jersey touched the ball.  What the volunteers failed to notice was another person dressed in a gorilla costume walking in the middle and pounding on his chest before stepping back out of the clip.  Only five people noticed the gorilla out of a group of over 20 people.  Of course, I thought to myself, "How stupid are these people that they didn't see a gorilla walk in the middle?"  Then the host said, "I know you're thinking, 'How stupid are these people that they didn't see a gorilla walk in the middle?' Throughout the episode, a gorilla has been in plain view.  How many times did you spot the gorilla?"  And to be honest, I actually only noticed it twice.  Maybe a third if I think back to it really hard.  The host the went back and showed all the different places a gorilla can be seen in the background.  There were a total of five gorillas.  I guess two out of five isn't that bad. 

Side note:  I spent about an hour reading up on eugenics and euthenics.  Very interesting.  I may have to buy some books to read up on it.  I keep saying I'm going to read more but I always end up watching the telly and wasting my life.

Until next time,

Keep your eyes open.

-Alex Thunderlips

Big nose loses function.

For the past six months or so, I feel like my sense of smell is degenerating at a steady pace.  I have trouble smelling most things unless they're extremely pungent or if the scents are within a certain proximity.  Since my sense of smell has been deteriorating, my sense of taste as also felt it's effects.  Everything that used to taste good no longer has the same flavors I had become familiar with.  It's quite sad.  Food, for the most part, has become less enjoyable and I find myself tasting the textures now more than the flavors of foods.  The lack of my sense of smell doesn't bother me as much as my sense of taste does.  I really miss being able to enjoy food as much as I used to.  Ironically, I have gained weight since coming back to San Francisco.  Maybe the tasteless food causes my brain to signal my body that I haven't been satisfied so I eat more. 

I had a physical for the first time in my life a few weeks ago with full blood work and was cleared.  Maybe it's something else that they have to look for specifically.  I wonder if I have some sort of condition that isn't known or documented.  It would be interesting to have doctors pay me to use my body for tests.  

Hasta manana,

No seniora, como estoy.

-Alex Thunderlips

Gnawwwwwwwww...

http://www.premiumbreeders.com/available_pets/show_this_pet.asp?id=66462

My sister wants me to let her borrow $1,600 for this dog.  I wouldn't pay that much for any dog.  Unless it was like a cyborg dog that could shoot lasers out of its eyes or had bionic legs.  Like this:

Awesome!  His name is Kano.  Like this:

I want a dog.

Fatality.  Flawless victory.

Alex Thunderlips

A little bit of everything at once.

Rappers and singers with accents are awesome.  For a long time I didn't understand how an accent could make a woman hot, but in the past few years it's been growing on me.   I guess when I would think of a hot girl it would be more superficial.  Now, I notice more things beyond physical appearances that are very attractive.  Accents is one of them. 

It's been a hectic week or so which means no blogging.  To catch you up on my life, my post will be a significantly long one to try and cover all bases.  It will not be told in chronological order, but in the order that the events come to me as I am typing.  And the story begins with a dream.

Two nights ago, I had another bizarre dream.  In this particular dream, Andy, Chadwick, and I were all sitting down having a nice afternoon meal at some Chinese restaurant.  Out of the blue, some Arab guy, about our age, ran in the restaurant and told us that the Arabian mob was following him.  He asked if he could sit with us because he was scared of the people after him.  So being the good people that we are, we told him he could sit with us.  Then, a whole mess of people came spilling in the doorway looking for this guy.  Sure enough, it was the mob the guy was talking about.  They didn't see him right away so they sat down at a table and began scoping the place out.  All of a sudden one of the guys recognizes the guy at points at our table.  Without even getting up, they all pull out their pistols and uzis and start spraying in our direction.  I duck out of the way but Andy, Chad, and the Arab guy just sit there - backs straight, chin up, without flinching.  Bullets are flying and hitting them in the face and chest but bouncing off.  The three of them just look at the mob and shrug it off.  I ask, "What the hell just happened?"  Then I look over and see Brian in the corner of the restaurant and he says "How did you do that?!"  Andy and Chad explained that they had used an anti-bullet spray on themselves which makes them immune to all gunfire.  Brian looks over at me and I'm still ducking.  He asks me "Did you use it too?"  I give him the eye and reply "If I had used it would I be ducking?!  Of course I didn't use it!"  He stares back at me and says "I don't believe you."  Then he pulls out his own pistol and shoots me in the chest.  What...the...hell...  I look down and I'm bleeding and I can feel the bullet lodged in my lungs.  I start to panic and experience a shortness of breath.  Then I woke up.  I can't believe Brian didn't believe me.  He dream-murdered me.

The evening before that, Andy, Chadwick, Gary and I went to Poleng Lounge for Kate and Annie's birthday.  I pass by it every day on the 5 on my way to work but I never really noticed it.  It was dead and we ended up just sitting down and chatting.  It wasn't that bad except for the part where I got tricked into donating money to hurricane victims.  Now, I'm a victim too.  Had a couple of beers there and then took off to meet one of Andy's friends at Ambassador.  It was my first time there but it seemed like an okay spot.  Not too bad.  Just hung out with the boys for a while and challenged Gary to a chugging contest.  The first one was too close to call but the second round I beat him by about a half of a second.  It was pretty intense.  I knew I had the second round even though Chadwick had his money on Gary.  The official record is 1-1-1 and Gary said every time we go to a pub we should continue the tradition.  Sounds like fun.  Then we went to some pizza place across the street and it was delicious.  Greasy food after alcohol always tastes good.  Gary let me have a few bites of his slice since I didn't want to eat a whole one.  Still watching my weight.  And it's working. 

Been spending most of my time this week applying to two programs for graduate school.  Unfortunately, I think it may have been a complete waste of time.  The deadline is December 1 and I have not received any of the three letters or recommendations that I asked for.  But, I realized yesterday, that this may in fact work out in my favor.  The program I am applying to begins in Fall 2010, but the program also has a second session beginning in Spring.  If I change my application for the Spring semester, it will give me more time to complete my 18 month contract at Wells Fargo.  I guess there's always an upside.  I can't believe I'm becoming a glass-half-full kind of guy.  The program that I really want to be in has an April deadline so there's plenty of time for that one.  Probably will have a sit down meeting with the program director in the next month or so.  She seems really nice.

About this gun law situation.  Apparently it is legal to carry a gun as long as it's holstered, unloaded, and not concealed.  If I had known that earlier, I would have carried a gun everywhere.  I'm preferable to the p228.  Nice and compact.  It really only takes one bullet to kill someone if you know what you're doing, so I don't need a giant magnum or anything silly like that.  A simple p228 will do the job.  If I don't kill them with the first shot, I'll at least have immobilized the person.  Time to exercise my rights granted to me by the second amendment. 

Something has been bothering me for the last half year or so.  Ever since Chadwick's brother started playing Magic (the Gathering of course), I got sucked back into it.  I really don't mind except for the fact that I have no one to play with other than him.  Also, it sucks that sometimes it's all I think about.  I know this makes me sound like a loser but I don't care.  Sometimes all I do is think about how much better I could make my deck if I had certain cards.  I've actually gone out of my way to ask people I know who used to play to see if they had these cards.  It's just annoying knowing that my deck has not met its full potential.  But it's also satisfying to know that it beats Wilton's decks more than 50% of the time.  And it's even more satisfying knowing that he gets angry when he loses.  I love winning... I doesn't matter if I win against a four year old or a 90 year old.  Winning is winning.  FnF reference.  I need some howling mines.  When I get really desperate to play, I'll just walk down to the comic store.  There's always nerds there.  I have to buff up my deck first though so I don't get embarrassed.  I sometimes think about how awesome it would be to walk into the comic book store as an unknown and challenge everyone there.  They'd have no idea what my deck is capable of.  Yes. I am a loser.

Last night I finally got a chance to listen to the Howard Stern rant about religion and Kirk Cameron's ridiculous arguments for public schools to not just include intelligent design, but make it the main topic of science classes.  I don't like to use profanity in my blog but what a fucking tool.  Howard Stern made a lot of great points about religion and argued that evolution is the only thing that should be taught in public schools.  Agree 100%.  Kirk Cameron is such a douche.  These are the people that are so completely ignorant they just make me want to punch their babies.  Listen to this if you have time.  Part 1 of 2, totaling about 18 minutes. 



Black Friday is coming up.  I'm scheduled to work but if there are deals that I have to line up for then I might have to call it a half day.  I worked a half day on Thursday and my boss let me count it as a full day.  That's four hours of work for free.  I hope she'll let me keep the eight hours on record if I take a half day on Friday too.  This year, I'm looking for a new TV for my room.  Looking for at least a 46", 1080p, 120Hz LCD.  Brand isn't so important but I definitely would prefer a Samsung, Sony, Sharp, or maybe a Vizio.  Other than the TV, there's not much to line up for.  Also on my list for "wants" but not necessarily something I'd skip work for is a flash drive, a microsd card, It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia DVD seasons 3-4 + A Very Sunny Christmas, Monk (the seasons I don't have but I'm not sure which ones they are), Fearless Platinum edition, some board games, a new laptop, and maybe some other stuff, but those are the things I can name off the top of my head.  This is, of course, assuming there are amazing deals.  I have a price in mind for all of those items.  We'll see how it is when I get all the ads. I'd also like my own PS3.  There's no point of buying a blu-ray player when you can buy a PS3.  I figure when I move out I'll want my own anyways so if it's cheap, I'll probably end up buying one.  I know I will eventually.

That's all for now.  I'm also trying to think of a more creative sign off.  There needs to be more pizazz to my closing signature.  Time to experiment.

Until next time,

Stay classy San Francisco

-Alex Thunderlips

Good morning. Time to come alive.

Finally got my package after placing my order on 10/16.  The stuff got shipped 10/28 but due to some shipping issues with UPS I didn't get it until last night.  I don't understand how UPS works at all.  They leave a notice saying there was no suite or apartment number listed in the shipping address so they don't know where to deliver it to.  Uhhh...You left the notice at the right place.  So why wouldn't you just drop it off there?  Anyways, got my package from Triumvir.  As hoped, I received a free flannel due to processing and shipping errors (refer to previous post).  Lucky me!  Got my jacket, a free flannel, and a beanie, which I'm giving to Andy.  For some reason, I just do not look right with a hat or cap of any kind.  Tried beanies, caps, and military style caps.  You name it, I've tried it.  Nothing works.  With the exception of the hard hat apparently. 

Someone at work said something to me yesterday which confuses me more than UPS.  Why do people say "It's opposite day" to cover up a mistake?  It doesn't make sense.  If it was in fact opposite day, you would be saying "It's not opposite day."  And when you say that the other person will think that it's not opposite day at all.  So you still look like a douche.  Unless it's planned or known ahead of time, it's impossible to tell people it's opposite day.  It's a paradox.

Yesterday I had an interesting spur of the moment debate with Chadwick via AIM.  He asked me why was English important and we went on for about 45 minutes debating both sides.  I lost track of time and ended up missing my usual lunch time by a half an hour.  I took the side of English not being important.  It was pretty interesting to hear what he had to say.  And then we started talking about RASSLIN'!  It would be a pretty fun match up.  I'm the perfect weight for him to practice on but I'm a lot taller than his cousin.  We'll see.

Today, on my day off, I'm getting back to basics.  Tutoring.  Helping out my younger cousin in chemistry.  Should be fun.  I just hope she's not a super slow learner.  I really do miss school.  I tried putting those lectures in my ipod but they wouldn't play.  So I listened to music again all day yesterday.  Tomorrow I'm taking another day off.  Spending the day in San Jose and watching the Sharks game at night. 

-Alex Thunderlips

Can't hold a candle to me cause all the moths get in the way.

Not much to blog about lately.  The weekends go by as fast as a speeding bullet but the weekdays are as slow as molasses.  I guess time really does fly when you're having fun.  It's been eight hours of staring at a computer screen pretending to work for the past week or so.  Tomorrow should be the same except for about an hour of meetings.  Can't believe they're paying me for this. 

So the progress on the scooter is going slower than expected.  The person I expected to learn from has suddenly fell out of my life.  Sort of... If I don't get a chance to learn from someone, the chances of me getting a scooter will drop dramatically.  I won't even know how to ride it off the lot without some help.   I need to brush up on how to ride.

I feel like I'm losing my science skillz too.  I'm going to throw all of my lectures into my ipod and listen to them at work for the next few days.  Hopefully the sound of my professors voice won't put me to sleep at work.  For a full year (two semesters), I probably fell asleep twice in this class even though it was at 7:30AM every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday.  The teacher was so intimidating that I didn't want to get yelled at.  This teacher was the best teacher I've ever had.  His method of teaching was through intimidation.  It made me feel so inadequate just listening to him lecture.  He's a professor at SJSU, Santa Clara University, licensed veterinarian, owns his own construction consulting company, and has so many side projects it's ridiculous.  This guy was the shit.  I studied harder than I ever have in my entire life for this class just because I didn't want to look incompetent.  A letter of recommendation from this guy would probably be the best one I could get.  One of his top students is now the head microbiologist for Revlon.  This guy is who I want to be.

-Alex Thunderlips

Replay the weekend.

Had a fun filled weekend.  Haven't had a weekend like this in a while.  I can't say every moment was great, but collectively, it was a lot better than the past few weekends.  On Friday, celebrated Chris', Brenda's, and Nigel's birthdays at Supperclub.  Then on Saturday, had dinner at Velvet Cantina and went bar hopping afterward in the mission district as a send off for Jenn who's moving to Chicago.  Bunch of people came out and it was pretty nice.  Went to a house party right afterward for a little bit which was pretty fun.  As we were leaving the last bar in the Mission some random white guy said something like "You guys are like locusts", referring to our large group of Asian people.  I think we were in his way or something.  That was kind of a downer.  But right after this other random white guy walked up to us and started talking about how crazy he was and how we'd never known a real crazy person like him.  He was pretty funny. 

Best moments of the weekend:

• Watching people try to work the stripper pole at Supperclub
• Lifting Chadwick while chanting his name
• Seeing people I haven't seen in a while
• Beating Chadwick in basketball
• Getting my diploma in the mail
  

Worst moments of the weekend:

• Getting blocked twice by Chadwick
  

New show to start watching.  Lopez Tonight.  The commercials promoting the show have been running for at least a month.  Until last Friday, I just thought they were moving the George Lopez show to TBS.  It's actually going to be a late night talk show with George Lopez as the host.  Should be pretty funny.  His guests for tomorrow night are Eva Longoria, Ellen, and Kobe Bryant. 

Big ups to Nabby for his 49th career shutout.  Going to a game on Thursday with Cindy and her boyfriend.  They're playing the Dallas Stars.  The last time I saw them play the Stars, we lost 4-1.  Hopefully things will be different.  Tried to get the Sharks family pack this weekend.  Fail.  Sold out within 15 minutes and I couldn't even get to the page.  So much for that...

-Alex Thunderlips

City of retards.

^^ This is how I feel.  Confused...

 ^^ This is how I want to feel.  Happy and relaxed.



^^ Kellie Pickler will be opening for Taylor Swift in April. 

Right off the bat, I knew it was going to be a bad day.  I woke up 15 minutes early but somehow ended up leaving the house 15 min late.  Got to work 20 minutes late and did my usual half an hour coast.  When I decided to start working I realized all of my test cards and test checks were missing from my ATM work space.  I started looking around and one of my coworkers asked me if I had left my stuff out.  Of course, being an honest guy, I said yes.  She told me security had their nightly walk-through of the test lab and found cash laying out in the open.  Apparently, I had left $55 in $1 bills out in the open.  She told me security was pissed and had filed a report.  I went to the security to retrieve my belongings and got an earful.  I was in such a rush to leave the night before that I forgot to clean up after myself.  Normally I don't leave my cash out, but I always leave my test cards out.  After getting in trouble like that, I always get really flustered.  I couldn't concentrate all morning.  Luckily I had a meeting which went long.  So I had 90 minutes to forget about it.  Fell asleep in the meeting again though.  Today we were talking about some genius in Texas who was cheating the machines using ridiculously smart techniques.  We're working hard and fast to try and come up with a fix to prevent people from doing this.  I'm so close to getting fired. 

Lately I've been feeling an urge to leave the City.  All of these new regulations and laws are getting ridiculous.  The City already gives tenants more power than landlords, they've banned smoking in most places (this one doesn't bother me so much), Styrofoam has been banned, plastic bags have been banned, they have all these gay rights things(which I'm indifferent about), and worst of all, they're giving animals rights.  City government has now put a ban on all declawings of cats.  The reason given is that it is animal cruelty and torture.  THEY'RE FUCKING ANIMALS!  Humans domesticated cats a long time ago.  What does this mean?  They are, for the most part, dependent on us.  Animal rights is the biggest oxymoron invented.  Animal's don't have rights.  They're for our benefit whether it be for food, labor, or entertainment.  We are on top of the food chain.  They have no rights.  We keep giving animals more and more rights.  At what point do we start to value human life?  I don't want to pay more for my steak because some ass hole wants farmers to start regulating their animals better.  It's not cost efficient and that will trickle down to the consumer resulting in an increase in price.  Whatever they've been doing, it's been working.  If it ain't broke don't fix it. 

AND ANOTHER THING! What's with this compost bullshit? If people want to compost, go ahead.  More power to you.  But don't force people to do it and don't fine them for choosing not to do it.  Now my family is forced to use another garbage can for compost.  And we have to buy special compostable bags.  This city is being torn apart by retarded politicians with their stupid agendas.  What a nightmare.  This city is becoming more and more difficult to live in.  I'm not sure about everyone else, but I'm finding it hard to see the purpose of living here if garbage and animals have more priority than me.  The worst part may be that other cities may follow suit.  What ever happened to human rights?

Help control the animal population.  Shoot an animal in the face.

-Alex Thunderlips

A series of unfortunate events that is my life.

^^One of six new tracks on the re-release of Fearless.  Probably my favorite of the six.

Let's start off November's blog with dream sequences.  Last week I had a couple of dreams that were memorable for different reasons.  In the first dream, me, Anjuli, Andy, and a few other friends were walking out of some store and through the parking lot.  As we were walking to our car, hundreds of field mice scurried their way out of the bushes from an island between the parked cars.  I grabbed one by the tail and put it in a plastic box, the kind that turtles are sold in.  Then, I took it home and put some water in the box.  Just enough to cover its feet.  The mouse started absorbing all of the water like the spongy dinosaurs that you soak in water.  It grew big enough to fill the box and that's all I remember.  My second dream was terrifying.  I was in my room arguing with my dad for some reason and it got really heated.  He muttered in Chinese something like, "My own kids don't even love or respect me."  He started to walk away towards my sister room and I tried to stop him.  As I approached the doorway of my sister's room, I saw him open the window.  I could tell this was not going to end well.  He opened the window and jumped out as I reached out to stop him.  That's all I remember and it was pretty depressing to wake up from that dream.

It made me feel guilty for mistreating him for all these years.  My father is a very difficult man to understand and deal with which is still no excuse.  For the past few days, I've been trying to talk to him more, but, like me, he's in a funk that he can't shake.  It's depressing just knowing how depressed he is.  My mom also tells me that he may be going through the initial stages of Alzheimer's which is even more depressing.  It's believable.  My mom said he probably has five to ten years left before it really starts to affect his daily life.  At this point, he's already forgetting people's names and has trouble remembering little things.  I guess I'll need to try and patch things up.  Time to learn to be more patient.

Unfortunately, my patience has run out for a certain someone.  This person will remain nameless but a few people know what's going on.  I guess it's interesting to actually know someone THAT narcissistic.  To be clear, narcissism does not mean loving yourself.  The correct definition of a narcissist is someone who loves the image they project of themselves.  You may not like who you are on the inside, but you take pride and enjoy the image you present of yourself to others.

People are oblivious.  To quote Frank Outlaw, "Watch your thoughts; they become words. Watch your words; they become actions. Watch your actions; they become habits. Watch your habits; they become character. Watch your character; it becomes your destiny."  Definitely one of my favorite quotes of all time and applicable to everyday life.  If everyone would be more aware of their actions and how it affects everyone else, the world would be a better place.  I am, in no way, saying that I am perfect.  But, I at least take responsibility for my actions.  For the most part.  I think...  But, what can we do.  The human race is built on selfishness.  Challenge?

Which brings me to my next point.  If I ever go back to school, I am definitely joining the debate team.  Doesn't matter what school.  I don't think I enjoy anything as much as winning an argument.

I guess that's all for now...

-Alex Thunderlips