Wow, I am horrible with updating this blog.  I'm sorry.  So I'm up in Northern California for vacation.  There are not enough words that can do justice to how much I love Norcal.  Sure there are some things I miss about Southern California, like large parking lots and accessible parking for that matter.  But there's something about Norcal that just makes me fuzzy inside.  That and THANK GOD it's so much cooler up here.  I was about to explode in Socal, with all that damn hot weather. 

Well, I'm off to explore the city today, I shall see you all later!

       Wow, so much for my newfound inspiration to constantly update you all on the various adventures I partake in.  My bad, anyways, life has been the usual fare.  I have a wonderful assortment of classes this quarter: my final two core classes and my final two G.E.s.  God, I am far too old to be taking G.E. classes as evidenced by the extreme level of immaturity that I must be subjected to in Human Sexuality class.  No offense, but I got my giggles of hearing Penis or Vagina out of my system probably before I went to high school?  Okay, well, at least by the end of high school.  My U.S. History class is just a total snooze in which various students who think they are contributing continually digress by speaking of historical incidents that are totally off topic.  The thing I love about this class is how the one intellectual student who makes the most substantial contributions to class discussion can barely speak English.  No lie.
      I am far too apathetic for my own good.  I should be taking my academic courses more seriously, but I think it's setting in that I am finally finishing up my undergraduate career.  It's scary.  It's sad.  I'll miss it.  Well, sort of, I think 5 years of college is great, but after that the novelty has worn off and it's time to grow up.  Granted, right now the opportunities are scarce and fleeting, but you have to make the best of it I suppose.  As my professor so eloquently put it, "You guys (Class of 2009) are the biggest graduating College class yet in the United States, yet you are going to be coming into a world with the LEAST amount of jobs available."  It's a sad thought, and the average time it takes for an American to find a job is 6 to 12 months.  It's going to be a rocky ride, but baby, we'll make it.  :)
     So it's projected that even in 2010, California will not be able to regain stability from the rocky changes caused by the recession.  You know, I read an article about how Germans prepped themselves for a recession so life isn't too bad.  Anyone want to move to Germany?  I think as a child, things like our recession are so irrelevant, and it's not until you are in the actual workforce that you are like SHIT.  When I first applied for a job with Disney, the hours and money were great.  Overtime was welcome and we were constantly hiring more and more people.  Right now there is a hiring freeze.  Overtime is outlawed.  And, our entity as a department is being dismantled and integrated into other Food and Beverage departments around the park.  It's crazy to feel the effects of this recession.  
      Well, that's all for now.  Hope all of you are doing great.  Looks like you med-school kids are having fun and a lot of my overseas friends are soaking up the European glamour, and finally you out-of-state kids are going to be coming back so I can will no longer be a loner!

Hahaha, This post has nothing to do with the NPR show, but I did want an eye-catching title!  So here's a question.  When you order take out, do you tip?  Part of me wants to, but the other part of me says...NO CHRIS.  DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE.  Why?  Because, you are not really being served when you order to go.  Granted the cashier takes your order, but does he offer you drinks or anything else while you wait for your food to be made?  No.  So therefore, why should I tip?  Agree?  Disagree?  LET ME KNOW, because I hate looking like a douchebag when I do not intend to be one.

Second, so there's this song I have heard once or twice on the radio that really bugs me.  At first, it was just familiarity.  While the song sounded ridiculous, there was just something that reminded me of a song I actually liked!  And then by the second listen it dawned on me...  This song was freaking sampling You Spin Me Round!   And sorry, but I am going to have to give a big hell no to this song because it just sounds bad.  Well, just the main chorus which contains this shrieking woman who clearly is trying to irritate whoever is listening to the song.  And it's by Flo Rida, who I haven't really heard of (though I'm sure I've heard more of his stuff I just can't associate it with him), but I am so out of touch when it comes to music these days since the high school kids I work with said I was "All late" getting into "Get Up" by 50 Cent.  Psh whatever, when I find a song I like, I like it...BITCH. 

But yeah.  I mean, I really did NOT like SOS when it first came out.  But eventually, it grew on me.  And I give Rihanna props because she doesn't actually just sing along to the song with different lyrics, she sort of made the song her own or whoever wrote it.  But yeah, this "Right Round" song, ain't doing it for me.

That's my little music bitch fest.  Hahaha.

So onto other more pressing matters.  School is school.  Thankfully, everything for my hardest class was due last week, so for once my finals week is pretty laid back in terms of how much I want to kill myself.  Normally, the kill myself percentage is pretty high, but this year, I have outdone myself.  *Pats back.  Spring Break is upon us!  And I plan on working, because I need the monies.  Other than that, hit me up and we can get coffee or something. 

There's other stuff I would like to write, but my brain is fried from sleeping four hours and then not being able to nap properly because my parents keep knocking on my door and are asking me to do things.  Gah.  Peace out folks.

Well, here's to new beginnings.  This journal will now serve as my outlet to vent, share, and say whatever I want.  To those who know me, I'm still the same person I used to be, with a few minor improvements.  To those who do not...welcome to my journal!