Good morning Vietnam. Sorry to all of you who I have hooked on this blog because lately I've been only releasing blogs that cover spans of a week or so. Soon enough though I promise at least Thanksgiving will be covered in one sesh. So this week I got a preview of what the next two years of my life will be like...hardcore studying interlaced with divine moments of fun. Oh and today I woke up early just so I could schedule more classes for next quarter. It just never stops, at least it's exciting. Oh here's Rico, luckily he doesn't have to study for Ochem. I'm glad I killed it or else that studying would've been worthless.
So between studying and sleeping I found a few spare hours to have fun, and we went back to the good ol' days to have it. Matthews B-1 and I adventured out into the world to buy the candies that we so desperately desired, and I'm not talking about the new candy...I'm talking old school like Peach-O's and my personal favorite, Fun-Dip.
So if you hadn't noticed, because I have, my camera had been a little off lately because my pictures were a little noiser than usual, but hopefully you'll be glad to notice that I've fixed that! All by turning down the ISO setting...I'm still relatively new to the DSLR culture but I'm getting there.
Between class and studying I eat, and no other better eating partner than Ms. Jennifer Manegold.
So this afternoon, like most, I raid her fridge and get the chance to prepare some bomb panini's with the help of her new Panini maker. yum. Shes a pretty good cook too, her lasanga is worth walking 1000 miles for.
Rose. It was the funnest moment.
It was the darkest reading.
It was the age of foolishness.
It was the age of wisdom.
...it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us....-Charles Dickens
Suprise, another night of studying is going on but, this one isn't interrupted by a meal until I get so hungry I could eat a baby dear, or a single Western Bacon cheeseburger with a small fry. Jenny, Rico and I get to hunting.
We decided to hit up the express hunting range at Carl's Jr., now open until 12pm with 2 California Roast Beef sandwiches for only $5!(I better get paid for that plug). So we're sitting in the drive through and I have to get a picture of this sticker on this car:
Trained to serve Jesus it says, for the people without glasses. Well thankfully someone is trained to serve. I wonder what certificate or diploma they got after they finished their training...or what their final exam was...turn water into wine? Heal lepresy? who knows, thankfully someone's ready in case of an emergency though.
On the way back to Matthews to chow down on our grub I saw a baby raccoon and bolted for it, apparently it smelt our food and decided to opt for some photos, too bad I would've fought that thing to the death over a single fry. Jenny got awfully close to it, braver than me and Rico, she said it didn't creep her out since it was only a baby, guess I'm even scared of babies; or rabies?
That picture was for a dear friend named Alton, whose favorite animal is the raccoon. Tell me Alton do they have baby raccoons out in Tuft's? No, didn't think so.
Back to work, soon it will all be over.
Oh this is an asian Chem major's desk/bed after a long night of Ochem, book still open, disheveled bed, shirt aloof.
I told you guys already that I killed that test, but really I only got a 75, but it was good enough to get an A. So since that it over, I decide a little basketball is in order, so I go all out and get back midnight...this is the sight of a tired baller, I played pretty well but my jumper has slacked since all this studying. Practice during this next week is bound to get it back and ball up fools even worse.
Everybody listen to the radio show tomorrow!!! on at 8pm...Google KSDT and click listen at 8 to the Rico and Patrizzio show. We're killin 'em on the radiowaves!
So between studying and sleeping I found a few spare hours to have fun, and we went back to the good ol' days to have it. Matthews B-1 and I adventured out into the world to buy the candies that we so desperately desired, and I'm not talking about the new candy...I'm talking old school like Peach-O's and my personal favorite, Fun-Dip.
So if you hadn't noticed, because I have, my camera had been a little off lately because my pictures were a little noiser than usual, but hopefully you'll be glad to notice that I've fixed that! All by turning down the ISO setting...I'm still relatively new to the DSLR culture but I'm getting there.
Between class and studying I eat, and no other better eating partner than Ms. Jennifer Manegold.
So this afternoon, like most, I raid her fridge and get the chance to prepare some bomb panini's with the help of her new Panini maker. yum. Shes a pretty good cook too, her lasanga is worth walking 1000 miles for.
Rose. It was the funnest moment.
It was the darkest reading.
It was the age of foolishness.
It was the age of wisdom.
...it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us....-Charles Dickens
Suprise, another night of studying is going on but, this one isn't interrupted by a meal until I get so hungry I could eat a baby dear, or a single Western Bacon cheeseburger with a small fry. Jenny, Rico and I get to hunting.
We decided to hit up the express hunting range at Carl's Jr., now open until 12pm with 2 California Roast Beef sandwiches for only $5!(I better get paid for that plug). So we're sitting in the drive through and I have to get a picture of this sticker on this car:
Trained to serve Jesus it says, for the people without glasses. Well thankfully someone is trained to serve. I wonder what certificate or diploma they got after they finished their training...or what their final exam was...turn water into wine? Heal lepresy? who knows, thankfully someone's ready in case of an emergency though.
On the way back to Matthews to chow down on our grub I saw a baby raccoon and bolted for it, apparently it smelt our food and decided to opt for some photos, too bad I would've fought that thing to the death over a single fry. Jenny got awfully close to it, braver than me and Rico, she said it didn't creep her out since it was only a baby, guess I'm even scared of babies; or rabies?
That picture was for a dear friend named Alton, whose favorite animal is the raccoon. Tell me Alton do they have baby raccoons out in Tuft's? No, didn't think so.
Back to work, soon it will all be over.
Oh this is an asian Chem major's desk/bed after a long night of Ochem, book still open, disheveled bed, shirt aloof.
I told you guys already that I killed that test, but really I only got a 75, but it was good enough to get an A. So since that it over, I decide a little basketball is in order, so I go all out and get back midnight...this is the sight of a tired baller, I played pretty well but my jumper has slacked since all this studying. Practice during this next week is bound to get it back and ball up fools even worse.
Everybody listen to the radio show tomorrow!!! on at 8pm...Google KSDT and click listen at 8 to the Rico and Patrizzio show. We're killin 'em on the radiowaves!
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