not studying

Something I've noticed: Things that normally are not very fun, become surprisingly entertaining when I'm supposed to be studying.

Part 2. Crazy New York guy

I was leaving the dental clinic and noticed that a creepy crazy guy was following me. I noticed because he was staring at me and following very closely. So I stopped walking, turned around and looked at him. He stopped, and looked the other way. So I continued walking. Shortly thereafter, he hurried behind me again. So I continued walking, then stopped, turned, he stopped, looked the other way again. Kept walking, then he hurried to get behind me again. So I stopped, looked at him, he just stood there and looked at me, then I punched him in the face.

K I didn't punch him in the face, but I decided I wanted some gum from the store behind him, so I walked toward the store, he kept getting in my way, like trying to prevent me from getting around him, so I said "I'm trying to get to that store behind you" so he let me get by. Then he followed me in. Then I stood in line to get some gum. He stood in line and walked into me like 4 times walking back and forth. I dont know if he was trying to get my wallet or was just retarded, but he didn't get my wallet.

Part 3

I got to buy $300 worth of stocking stuffer candy and treats for 117 poor kids last weekend. Good times. Shopping carts are very small here, like 1/4 the size of normal carts. $300 worth of stocking stuffer stuff is about 2 feet taller that this cart. So stuff fell out often. Also, you cant bring your cart outside. So the handy bagger knew how to tie bags together so that I could carry the 12 bags of goodies out of the store. Then I had to carry them to the street, where no freaking cab would come. Then I carried the 12 bags to the other street where a cab picked me up. while in the cab, the driver slammed on the breaks and my face slammed into credit card swiper on the glass inbetween the front and back seats giving me a nice scab on my nose.

Writing this blog is one of those things that is much more enjoyable when I'm supposed to be studying.

Wow

I just read my friends blog. He is very smart and is talking about politics and what not, like endless well thought out info and discussion on his viewpoints and the opinions of other high falluten what nots. Anyways, then I read my blog. ha. cereal, doggy doo doo. Obviously the things I think about aren't well... what you'd call... important.

Well its nice to know that there are good people out there that worry about important stuff and try to take care of the world for us slackers.

Magically Delicious? I dont think so.

No Sir. It only took me 27 years to figure this one out. Magic isn't even in the ingredients. But sugar is, and thats not magical at all. Thats the same reason why most things are delicious.

I just thought this needed to come out into the open.

P.S. I also eat trix, and I'm 27. Lucky for me some kids dont try and steal my cereal and say "Silly Randy, Trix are for kids" Because I'd beat them up. That would actually be pretty freaky. Hmmm, I think I have a movie idea coming on.

Cereal is so good.

DONT LAUGH!

So the other day I was walking home and there was a lady picking up her dogs doo doo using the 'hand in the inside out plastic baggy' technique. Some little kids were watching and found what she was doing to be quite strange and funny. The kids were walking by, then stopped to point and laugh at the woman bent over to pick up the dog poo. This upset the lady who felt it was important to take this opportunity to teach these kids why she was picking up dog poo. She responded by yelling at them. Yelling!?. She yelled "Dont laugh... you need to pick up your dogs... " I dont remember what all she said but I found her yelling at random laughing kids to be quite hillarious.

scariest/awesomest moment

So... on my way home from Utah, my plane was delayed due to a thunderstorm. After an hour or so of waiting the pilot was given the go ahead to take off. We took off and HOLY CRAP... Lightning everywhere!!! I had a window seat so I could see clearly. The lightning came continuously and I had a perfect view of all of it. I timed to see how long it would go without lightning, and there was never more than 2 seconds.

Anyways, while on the way up a big light looked like it went right on us and all of the TVs turned off and the plane dropped for what seemed forever, but was probably only like 2-3 seconds... one of the scariest moments of my life.

So I spent the next little while peeking out the window and checking out my beautiful view of the lightning. I have never had such an incredible view of it, I felt like I was right inside of the storm. I could see all of the lightning strikes from top to bottom. We were flying over salt lake and each flash of light reflected over the lake so it went from a view of nothing, to being able to see the details of the lake and it was espectacular (as would be said by me to the Spanish speakers, I think saying it in Spanish emphasizes it for some reason).

Anyways... scary/awesome

so

I write in my journal every night, which is actually quite therapeutic. I can let all of my emotions out onto something that no one will ever read, without embarrassing myself. I imagine that blogging about such things would be embarrassing because whenever I go back and read in my journal, I always find that I say the stupidest things... it always cracks me up though.

So, what to blog about then? Girls? no, that would be gay. well, not gay in the sense of... you know.

Political incorrectness? no, that would be retarded.

Dental school drama? Boring.

Things I've learned: Girls are not to be understood. they are to be...?

Curiosity

so, I've read other peoples blogs and wondered, what would I write on the internet where there is the chance for millions of people to read what I write, yet nobody ever would. Well now I know. this.
the end

i poop in my pants

i dont really, but...