what im going to get Jack for Christmas

This is to remind myself

For christmas I'm going to get jack a customized football jersey with the numer 77 on it!

Last but not Final blog

So, this is my last blog entry that is required for the class....



I thought about writting something poingant, but my best friend just started hitting me in the head with boxing gloves and humping the back of my chair.



Life is pretty interesting which is good. I just spared with my friend. I wanted to try some of the kicks from karate.



Thats why life is good, life is good because even though i'm having a bad couple of days, i know that i will get through it and will probably be better for it.



I can learn from my mistakes



Cliche Cliche Cliche, but who cares.



Maybe my ne

What a Blog is

I havn't written much this semester, but I have nonetheless enjoyed this blog and i hope i will continue to update it as a part of my schedule, because writting these things down can be helpful.

When you write a blog, you just kinda pour the contents of your brain into an electronic format that can be viewed again.

Blogs can be bad too, but bad in a way that teaches you. I reread some blogs a while back that i had written 2 years ago and I thought the things i said then were really stupid and things were blown out of porportion. it was nice to see that i have matured at least a little bit since I came to college.

Well... I think that I am going to go do bed now. I have to be up at 5:30

Doesnt that suck?

The sad reality of college life and doing work at the last minute

This blog is completely terrible. Honestly, I could be telling you anything just so i get a decent sized blog. i prefer quality over quantity so this kind of time is a terrible time for me.

So I have to do all this stuff withing a certain amount of time and alot of it is less than great.

This blog is terrible

My english paper is terrible

My psych journal was terrible

My psych research credits were terrible as well

When Finals and this end of the semester BS is over with, im probably going to go home and sleep for like 2 weeks and pray fervently that i never forget to check a sylibus for all required work in that class

I have removed the distractions from my life... I think

So, I have like 5 million things to do before wednesday at 9am. So yeasterday I was chilling in my room and I was feeling pretty terrible, I was working on my stuff and I suddenly had the most powerful urge to play a video game.

My responce to this was to instantly grab my gamecube and force the guys across the hall to borrow it. I first just move the game system itself into their room. They were confused, but i told them not to let me see it, hear it, smell it, or taste it. They then asked if they could have the wires, the controllers, and the games too and i agreed.

I can hear it right now, and it is very tempting... I want to go into Artis and Alvin's room. I want to sit down with a controller in my hand and choose my contender; he is Mario. he is mighty.

But I will not, I told myself that I was going to wait and finish the things in my life that are really important. A sad additcion to moving pictures and button input does not own me.

I am a student first and a smasher second.

Running out of Time

Man, I'm just running out of time. I have a psychology journal, and military science, and a COH paper to do tonight at some point in time. Then I have to find a way to complete my research requirement for psychology. and i have to finish off all of my journal entries for English.

Right now i'm sitting in Levelle's room and I'm typing my tenth jounral entry. Im worried about pretty much everything im doing and im not sure if im going to be able to finish alot of it. I just realied about 3 seconds ago that I'm going to be pulling a monster all nighter most likely

I really need some sleep.

My Breakdown

So, I've talked about the fact that I never seem to get to bed at a decent hour. So Thrusday wasn't very different. I was hanging out with some friends and of course i was driving. I was kinda sleepy and was thinking about calling it a night, but then somehow we decided we were going to hang out in a Waffle House all night. I didn't really want to, but I was kinda in a mood to hang out. i droped my friends Eryn and Christian off and when back to Southern to pick up someone that wanted to come. At 1:30 am all the Parking spaces that are close to my dorm are taken so I just parked close to the building in a place that wasn't a real parking space. I went to get my friend, Jack, and he took a little while to get ready (it might have been 15 minutes) and while he was gathering his stuff I cleaned my room up a little bit.

So he was then ready and we left, As I walked out the door I see this short stumpy woman doing something to my vehicle. I walked over and asked, "whats going on over here." I was getting a ticket. Even though there was no traffic and there was enough room for a car to get past I was obstructing traffic. I started off just stating those obvious facts. Also that I was temporarily paking there like 500 people do everyday. The conversation quickly became an angry arguement. I ripped the ticket up in the power hungry security guards presence just to illistrate how little power she really had. I got in my car and I drove away.

I was so angry or maybe not angry. This kind of unfairness always happens to me. Everyone and their brother could park there during the day with cars coming and going for over and hour if they wanted too. I park there at night with no cars moving and I get a ticket.

All that I could think about were all the horrible things I wanted to say to her like:

"thats fine you disgusting ugly fatass, you can give me a ticket, whatever make you feel better about you worthless life"

"Thats fine whatever make you feel better about your dry loose pussy, im sure this ticket will fill your fantasies"

"I'm glad you feel so powerful, and i hope you feel the same way when im making more money than you in a job i like doing, You, yes you bitch. you really should have gone to college and done something instead of wasting you life as a glorified metermaid with and ugly face and a fat ass"

Crude yes. Very crude. But at the time I would have said anything, but i didn't.

So I drove away and was almost fine. and then something hit me. I threw my car into park and laid on the horn. Then I started yelling it was the same yell loud and quick but over and over and over and over again. Then my entire body just flailed and punched and kicked. Then, I started yelling again and i ran out of the Cab of my truck. I threw myself on the ground and i just cried. I hadn't cried in at least a year. There isn't anything wrong with crying, but it's not a reaction I normally have. So I just cried and cried and cried.

The phrase inferiority complex has been applied before. Everything I don't do write came rushing in to haunt me. Every flaw I have came to mind, and I'm not really sure why.

I'm still feelin the effects. I had a really insecure weekend. Things don't seem to be getting better. I still feel like crushing that metermaid's head like an Fortune Cookie. That can't be healthy, and I'm not really sure how to get help.

The "Grown Up" Holiday

I recently got back from my first college thanksgiving break.

*sound of a record stopping very quickly*

Wait a second. Did I really just call Thanksgiving a "break." Ok, it was a break from school in the same way that breakfast is breaking a fast in which you couldn't eat anyway. Firstly, three days has because a much shorter time since elementary school. Waking up as 12:00 noon makes as these days much shorter. Sunset at 5 continues to make the days even shorter still. That was my fault. I know that about 80% of the population sleep in on holidays, but I also know how bad i feel when I wake up at noon. If i had had the self disipline to go to sleep earlier and wake up sooner I would have had a much more enjoyable break. The second issue with my break was my friends. They wanted to hang out the entire break. I like to hang out, but I'm the one that drives. To me driving is an exhausting and mentally challenging stressor that just tires me out and make me lethargic. I had fun, but the driving wore me out. The third thing was a death in the family. It was actually my best friend's grandfather, but that's close enough to matter. That and family togetherness activities made my break less relaxing than a massage with a jagged rock.

This is the "grown up" holiday. It is a holiday in which you're normal responcibilities and stresses are replaced with new and sometimes worse ones. I don't have to right a paper, but i do have to be social with family member that I have little in common with. I might not have to attend class, but if I don' attend to the turkey, Thanks giving is ruined.

...I can't wait til' Christmas

My proposal is that all resturants regardless of classification of food choices be disallowed to operate drive-thru windows. There would also be a law against eating while driving. Eating in a car can result in divided attention while driving and ultimately and accident. Eating while drivig takes the focus away from the food that your eating and hurts the bodies ability to sense when it is full. In addition to safety and satiation, closing down drive-thrus would put an end to alot of late night unhealthy eating which packs on extra calories that the body will not gett a chance to burn.

Having a divided attention is a real hazard. If a person's full attention is not directed toward and action such as driving that persons ability will go down. Talking on a cell phone is targeted alot as a major offense while driving and text messageing has to be worse because you have to take you're eyes off the road. Eating a hamburger cannot be much different. Anything with a spoon would be more difficult, and if a person has multiple food items it would be even more distracting because of picking up and sitting down different items while driving.

As for closing down late night options. (I already have information about the issues with late night eating in my Taco Bell analysis). The stores would probably combat this ultimatum and stay open normally, but as that would still prevent alot of late night eating/driving.

Also guidelines for eating to be full (satiated) suggest sitting down while eating and eating slowly and consentrating out your food. If youre are eating all of your food on the run while driving you probably arn't really paying attention and as a result not feeling as full as you could. Ultimately this can lead to over eating.


Questions:

This seems hard to connect to my original paper. Would if be a good idea to make my proposal exclusivly what Taco Bell needs to do to be a healthier more socially responcible restaurant?

Should my idea about closing drive-thrus include making car eating illegal or is that overkill?

The STRENGTH of Will

After being moral person, the most important quality an individual can have is. In some cases there are circumstances beyond a persons control, but almost every minor to somewhat major problem that a person can encounter can be defeated using the strength of their own will power.

Here is a list of issues that can be over come by will power:

1. Tardiness
2. Weight Loss
3. Exersicing
4. Doing Homework
5. Studying
6. Personal Hygene
7. Proper Nutritional Intake
8. Proper Caloric Intake
9. Stress Management
10. Getting Out of Bed
11. Going to Sleep at a Decent Hour
12. Keeping in Touch With People
13. Prioritising
14. Doing my Journals on Time!!!

Will power makes a more productive person. Will power is so very hard to cultivate...

Why do 90% of my friends smoke?

So, it's really is horrible. 483,000 people die every year because of smoking. Thats the highest cause of death in America. I'm not going to list the bad things that smoking does to a body.

And I don't want to be "that guy" that is always badgering them to stop; however, I also really don't want to breagth their second-hand smoke.

Is it stupid that, everytime they light up, I feel very sad?

Damn you big tabacco. Damn you!

What kind of solution is detachment anyway?

So, if you were are the ballgame last night, you would know that Southern lost 29-31. If we could have gotten that 2 point conversion we would have won. Oh well, who cares. We DID put 22 points on the board in the 4th quarter and almost tied the game. It was a good exciting game, but it was just a game. Football means alot to me, but I dont obsess. When I was in highschool, I was all about football. I hated the people that didnt try hard in the weight room and didn't practice the way they were suppossed to play. I always gave 100% and left it all on the. Cliche huh? Well thats ok. Some things are cliche and are only good when they are cliche. When we lost a game alot of the people that didn't try tried less as a result. They stayed attached to the lost and the game. My coach always said that, "we lost, but in the morning, one billion chinese won't know and won't give a damn." That the kind of solution detatchment is.

I happened to walk away from the stadium and past the guest locker room on my way out. That was were I saw this gimpy white guy who was badly dressed in jeans and a yellow southern miss rain coat. He yelled and jeered at Rice's team until he was asked to move away. Obviously somebody needs to learn how to detatch.

Super Smash Bros. a.k.a. Life Waster

Have you ever played Super Smash Bros.? If you haven't, the game is a side scrolling fighting game. The players are various Mario, Zelda, Pokemon, and other ther Nintento characters. The object of the game is to knock opposing players off of the fight stage by using rediculous moves to were them down. It's a cute game on the suface level, but when you get deeper into the gameplay, it's a really techniqal game and its really adictive. The effects of it's addictiveness are even worse when there are 10 people in your room watching and playing.

God, I hope I pass my history test....

Self Discipline

My god is a god that works in mysterious ways. I believe that when I ask for courage and strength he will send me adversities that will make me strong a brave...



I try to discipline myself. I really try, but inevitably, I fail. This weekend I spent serveral hours on Saturday at noon doing homework and generally trying to be productive. I works so well and got so much done that I decided to save a seemingly easy psychology assignment for sunday night.
The assignment was no so easy as I had imagined. I was not an "answer the questions" ordeal but rather a two page paper that I suddenly had to write. I had set the goal to be in bed by 11:00pm that night. I found out about the difficulty of the assignment at about 10:30pm. I am not saying that I did not mess up. I am just saying that it was very frustrating. As a result of staying up all night, I missed PT in the morning for ROTC. So I basically have not worked out today. I can feel myself getting fatter and it is a sickly feeling.

I suppose I was just born a moron...

I woke up roughly ten minutes ago with an intense fear in my stomach and the certain knowledge that. Lectures and lecture halls are easily thousands of times more fufilling than sitting in an assigned seat and listening to Mrs. Boutwell try her hardest and most desparate to make Biology II interesting to a sea of juniors that truely did noy care, but If I keep blissfully sleeping away relatively expensive classes for which I have bought very expensive books, I might as well go find a job at IHOP serving pancakes to drunkards and scraping grease off of a frying pan. My first class today was Art Appreciation. I missed it gloriously. Maybe I could be a garbage man.... yeah, Vroom Vrooom.



(My secong sentence in the above paragraph is easily the longest I've written this week. Is it gramatically correct?)

Bottled Water Isn't Really That Funny

This is my first blog post. My name is Timothy Newton Porter, but I usually just go by Tim. It is short and simple and to the point, but that isn't very interesting. Also, it isn't what I intended to talk about in my first post.
I want to talk about bottled water and the notion of convenience. Everyone has heard some cheap comedian talk about how "stupid" bottled water is or how the French are laughing at the fact that they can sell water to Americans that we will actually buy it. There are asinine philosophies. America and many other countries are moving towards a style of eating and indeed a lifestyle that revolves around instant gratification and convenience. This implies that's a lot of unhealthy food. Water, though, is not an unhealthy option. Sure you could get a coke and an extra 140 calories. It's easy, but it's really not your best option. Water is probably the most important thing we put into our bodies. Without it we die very quickly.
So, if you are a comedian and you happen to be reading this. Think twice about making fun of something that is helping so many people by keeping them out of the grips of the coca-cola corporation