i just got back from 24 hour fitness, and i feel awesome. 40 minutes of hard core cardio and 400+ calories. i am hot shit, and i am ready to take over the world. beware! now, excuse me, chemistry is calling.

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I find it interesting the number of people I am beginning to see more clearly. As I have entered the college world, I realize that the friends and contacts I make here will be the ones I depend on for the rest of my life. So, I attempt to be a little more critical of the friends I chose. Not in the judgemental sense, but instead in the who-are-you-really sense. Just to see people as they are and not as they tend to act. It's amazing to me how many people are posers and how many posers are so well loved. It's seems to me that many people I know and I am meeting have an issue just being them. They pretend to be interested in certain things to fit a mold that is acceptable in society. They dress and act and talk and behave the way they believe people want them to. I notice all this because I want to meet good quality people. I have a suitemate who is the epitomy of herself. She doesn't really care what other people think of her. She isn't out to be loved and accepted by all, and it is amazing how well we get along. We both just want to hang out and have fun and meet new people. Image is no concern when I am with her. And I love it. Why have I not found people like this before? Are there more out there? Why is everyone hiding from himself? Are people too ashamed of their personalities to just be themselves? I will continue to investigate these questions, and if I ever come up with an answer, I will let the nuTang world know. I am me, and I am ok with that. I want to be no one else; I don't want to be another plastic person. And I have a new definition for plastic. A plastic is one who must fit into the mold. One who does as the above does. I will not shape myself to be like the crowd. I will be me, with all my imperfections, and because I choose that, I will be the happiest me that can ever exist.

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mmmmm....life is good. Or at least not too bad. Let me see, I went to Melinda's birthday thing this weekend. That was pretty cool, minus the four hour drive. But I got to see Danny for the first time in forever and his coolness factor has risen. Sunday we headed back up here and Mom, Kevin and John M. helped me get all moved in. All my suite mates are pretty cool. Monday I ran around with my mom and went shopping and tried to unpack a little bit. We are waiting for our beds to be lofted before we can fully move in. And I need to buy a screwdriver. That night; Sarah, Shea and I went to 'casino night'. Can you say operation graduation with more raffle prizes? We got there about ten minutes before it was over though. So, we headed back toward the dorms and took a smoke break. There we picked up a lovely frat boy. He took us out to Bar X (ten in Roman numerals), bought us a couple beers and introduced us to more lovely frat boys. And that was pretty much Monday. I ran around and did errands for most of yesterday. Then, I headed to Salt Grass for Steve's birthday dinner. Everyone just hung out and had a good time. I headed back to the dorms around 10ish. Sarah showed up about 15 minutes after I did, so we went out to get smokes and cokes. Then we were invited to Jack's Pub with the Figi's. We went for a little while but decided it was too loud and obnoxious and left. We came to a mutual decision that bar-bars are better than club-bars and Kappa Sigmas are better than Figis. Moral of the story - college=endless opportunities to do crap. other moral of the story - most everyone is friendly and the guys are the coolest. ie - they love to just hang out with whomever whenever. but beware, most of the chics seem to have the need to wear frilly skirts, skanky shirts and high heels at all times.

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edit - haha, my first day of class tomorrow, and already one of my classes has been canceled. what does this mean? well, it mean no 3 hour lab tomorrow! yay! i only have class from 2:00 - 3:20. what an awesome first day!

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Visit the link! There are three different sets (or maybe more?) so keep clicking when you get done with one to see a new one.

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so, i previously showed you all some attainable american muscle. and now i bring my - most likely - unattainble dream car.......1957 Jaguar Roadster. only 156 made that year.

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