i has a theory

Okay so,

I was sitting in class today, and the professor was somewhat lecturing about how human intelligence can be looked at through a very Darwinian school of thought, which I've actually thought about a lot in the past, and it is pretty obvious really. But, that's not the point of this theory. What triggered this association in my mind (which I will describe shortly) was when the professor mentioned life coming from the sea, a very basic idea of Darwin's.

But, for some reason when he was talking about life coming from the sea, Patrick from Spongebob Squarepants, in some kind of crazy mental branching process, popped into my head. So, instead of paying attention to the lecture for about.. 5-10 minutes, I started thinking that the writers of the Spongebob show placed Patrick as the always stupid or oblivious character for a much deeper reason than most people probably think about.

It's because the writers of Spongebob are hardcore believers of Darwinian evolutionary theory!

I read not too long ago a scientific article about how some researchers predict that the starfish is one of our very early ancestors, which I always though kind of made sense, because it looks like it has a head.. two hands and two legs, the very basic outline of our bodies. Whether this is actually true or not, I dunno.. get some grad student to do research and write a thesis on it, but for my sake of argument we'll just assume it's true, because that's scientific and all.

So my theory is that the writers of Spongebob made the "stupid", or "less evolved" character of the show a starfish because it would be a direct parallel to a very early evolutionary ancestor of modern humans.

I dunno.. it's just a theory, but if there are any anthropology graduate students with a concentration in media, you should totally seek this out as a masters (or maybe even doctoral?) thesis.

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I think this has the potential to be the most ridiculous blog post ever conjured up.

reconciliation

This is an awesome song by Pain of Salvation

Well, things are starting to settle a little bit now that that first week of school has come and gone. I managed to not spend all TOO much money on books by borrowing books from friends that have already taken the classes or by just deciding that I can pass a class without the book and only attending lecture... (which is a lot easier to do than most people think, I think...)

My new room at my Dads' house is coming together, slowly but surely. Just have a few more pieces of furniture to buy... and have to somehow get a T.V. to my house that a lady at work is so generously giving to me. Yay! I still need to buy christmas lights to hang around the room though... if there is one thing I remember about Dans' old apartment, it's that the christmas lights that were strung around the living room always set the mood so nicely.

...that sounded a little gay. Not like, gay as in stupid, but like.. gay as in homosexual. Oh well.

Hopefully soon I'll have my room all together and I can start having people over to hang out and chew the fat or whatever. Listen to music, watch movies or T.V. shows (we have Netflix on the Xbox 360, which is awesome!) or get wasted or whatever. I just want people to feel comfortable with coming over here to hang out whenever. I dunno.

What else...

Cha, cha, chaaaaa...

The only class I'm worried about this semester is again Spanish class.. my other classes will be hard but Spanish is like a fucking EVERY night thing if you want to do well. Sucks, man.

I miss the summer-time already.. seeing my friends and going out every night. But I guess school is pretty important, and will only make the time I have off that more special.

I played some piano at a friends house last night and listened to some piano playing.. and.. I really wish I were a concert pianist. I need to get some kind of keyboard and start learning pieces because playing piano and piano players are awesome, and I want to be awesome too.

This was pretty pointless, when I started writing this I swear it was going to be pretty pointful... I knew I had something to talk about but I forgot it. Maybe next time.

Listen to that song at the top, man.

new stuffs

So the fall semester has started, and so far it's been extremely frustrating trying to re-adjust to the school life. This summer was just so action packed pretty much every single night that it's hard to get back into being alone all the time. Which is another thing I'm getting used to, because I just moved into my dads house where I have much more alone time to study and just be with my self, but it does get very lonely... I suppose I'll get used to it though, or at least find a way to make it less lonely here. But, trying to adjust to living here and the first week of class (buying books and all that... >:( ) all at the same time is just so much to get used to.. but I'll do it eventually.

Here's the classes I'm taking this semester if anyone was wondering...

U.S. History: Formative period
Spanish 2
Basic Learning Processes
Intro to Philosophy
Music as a World Phenomenon

All my profs seem pretty cool, it's just a pretty heavy work load.. hope I'm still able to get out some nights and do things... oh yeah, no class/work on fridays, so people.. Thursday and Friday nights... lets do stuff.

So.. sorry anyone if it seems like I'm withdrawing myself from society, but I'm not trying to. Between that class load and around 30 hours a week at work, free time is hard to come by before 9:00pm, and then I usually have to do homework type of stuff.

It'll get better though...

...right?

...right... Matt?

Yeah... sure will, champ.

but i know i'm not gooooood enough, know i'm not gooooood enough for yooooouu

but no one gets what they really want
and love only when it's convenient
we act like we know more than we know
treat love like it's something you own

but maybe i'll find you
maybe i'll find something i love
maybe i'll find you
maybe i'll find something i love

we are the only ones we are running from

The past few days have been interesting.

I got to hang out with my friend Chris earlier tonight, his brother Steve just passed away a few days back... and Chris showed up at my house just to hang out, get out of the house. He said he hasn't really had anything to eat for the past 4 days, so we went out to get some food at BW3s and then to the bar. We cheers'd to Steve, and I'm so glad we did. I actually cheers'd to Steve the night before with my friend Jamie, but it still felt great to do it with Chris, the brother.

It's crazy how something so simple can really help you come to terms, deal with and put closure on something just a little bit more. I've been really broken up about Steve the past couple days, and of course I will be for some time, or forever when I think about him, but just in the general aspect of the situation, I feel much more at ease to know that his brother and one of my best friends, Chris, is able to come out and see me and others for comfort and companionship.

I've really learned a lesson from Steve's passing though, as I hope everyone has, and that is that you really need to look after your friends, because they're the ones that are really going to be there for you when you need it. Steve (and Chris) was just such a selfless guy, he would go completely out of his way to do anything for anyone, despite what would happen to him. You really can't ask for a better pair of brothers, and it's just too bad he had to go too soon. They're both just the types of guys that would sit with you one on one and have a beer, chat and make sure everything's okay. It seems like it's getting harder and harder to find people that will hang out in smaller numbers, such as one on one, anymore. It always needs to be a big group of people for anyone to want to do anything, and fuck that. One time Chris came over after midnight with a 6 pack of Bud Light and we just drank and looked at the sky through my telescope, just to hang out, and I'm sure Steve would do the same.

It's just too bad, man.

Shit really shouldn't happen the way it does sometimes, but what're you gonna do? Ya know?




Other than that... shit has been shit.

Been bike riding and trying to enjoy my paid vacation, which has been real hard to do.

Still going out too much and spending too much money, but fuck it. I'll be taking 5 classes in the fall and won't have time for much of anything else aside from school, so I need to try and do what I can while I can, I guess.

People really do need to be able to understand and appreciate what they're told, given, or put in front of. I guess I'm just at that stage right now where most of the people that I know and hang out with aren't old enough for it. Hell, maybe I'm even not. But if I'm not, I'm at least willing and mature enough to admit it.

Fuck it.

the sky had fallen on him

...His hold on her tightened, as though he was suddenly aware of the fragility of happiness, how chancy it was and how easily lost.
















fuck.

great, just great.

It's ridiculously hot in my room.

I can't harvest the nerve to tell my mom I want to move in with my dad.

All my attempts with the females are pointless.

I'm on vacation from work and sit around doing nothing, wishing I was at work just to be doing something.

One of my good friends died this morning.

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Things are going pretty great.

Pitty party for me.