Well, it is about that time of the semester. The classes are almost over, I am sick on school, there really isn't much to worry about as far as assignments other than studying for final exams and projects and I am nearly broke. I do have a job, but having to deal with Thanksgiving and Christmas preparations and expenses pretty much sucks out all of the extra cash that my job would give me. Sadly enough, this effects the way I eat, which presents me with a problem.
If I could cook, I would. I am not the type of person that enjoys going out to eat for every single meal but sometimes it just seems like it is absolutely necessary. About this time every semester, I seem to rediscover something that I somehow tend to overlook at other times throughout the year. Cereal!
I am infatuated with cereal. All types of cereal. I can eat it for absolutely every meal! It is cheap, tasty, simple and can have decent nutritious value depending on what kind you get. My favorite type of cereal would probably have to be Cinnamon Toast Crunch. When I was a kid, my parents would stock up on the stuff because I would eat two or three bowls of it at a time. It is also one of the few cereals that has games on the box that are actually fun to play. I really miss the days where those games entertained me. I wish it was that simple now!
Anyways, I'm actually about to go have a bowl of strawberry frosted wheat bites. Just for your information, when purchasing wheat bites, stick with the top-selling brands. Food Lion's version of mini-wheats doesn't exactly do the trick, but I am hungry and it is better than nothing.
Friday, November 19, 2010
Friday, November 5, 2010
Zombie Attack!
So a few days ago, I just happened to come across a quiz online. I usually hate these quizzes, and I never take them because they seriously annoy the crap out of me, however I was quite bored and decided to give this one a shot. Here is the link..
http://theoatmeal.com/quiz/zombie_bite
The results are in! Given the circumstances of a zombie bite, survey says that I would last 1 hour and 14 minutes. We all contemplate how we would act if we knew we only had a certain amount of time live. This is how I think things would play out. Do not judge me.
Considering the amount of decaying flesh from my zombie bite, it would be to my advantage in picking up women. An icebreaker of sorts, you might say. Female numero uno crosses my path wielding a sledgehamer. Remember, this is the zombie apocalypse. She immediately sets her eyes upon the thing that most women do; my eyes. Just kidding. She gazes at my bulging biceps and superior deltoids. I am not yet a full-on zombie, so I can still hold my bearings quite better than those who have completely converted. She then notices the eight inch gash in my forearm and promptly asks if I am infected. "It all depends on your definition of infected," I reply with a smirk.
I'm guessing that this scared her away. I learn from this mistake, and move on. Enter female numero dos. I spot her from across the park that I have found myself in throughout the course of the chaos. She was in the midst of scurrying about looking for her cat. "Snuffles? SNUFFLES," she cries out desperately. I yell, "did you say sniffles? Because with this gash in my arm, that's excactly what I'm going to get." Bingo, she immediately forgets about the cat and is focused in on the only thing that matters; me.
With her nurturing tendencies, I feel well enough to do what I want to, and with only 46 minutes left, that doesn't leave much time. It's the end of the world and I still want to be a gentlemen, so I sugguest we go a restaurant of her choosing, which turns out to be Flaming Amy's. I decide on the double bypass (lets face it; if the zombie bite doesn't kill me, the cholesterol will) and she ordered a tree hugger. We grab the grub and and with little time left, we chow down on what will be our last meal.
Afterwards, I suggest we go to Hot Topic, and with precious seconds to spare, I do something I've never done before; I indulge in the Twilight frenzy. I side with team Jacob, of course.
With my newly stolen hoodie (looting is a side effect of a zombie outbreak, for your information) we duck back to my place to do what I thought was going to be the climax of my saga. Turns out that when you're trying to decide on what look to go for while resting in your casket, you waste a lot of time. Consequently, I fully converted en route to my apartment.
What happened next was out of my control, and a little fuzzy because all I remember is my last cigarette, which was amazing like always, and then nothing. I spin furiously into a black abyss that will be the rest of my existence; a flesh eating, brain craving, Twilight hoodie wearing zombie.
Don't take this seriously, it is purely for entertainment. With that said, what would you guys do if you only have an hour and 14 minutes left to live? Hopefully this provided a bit of amusement. Have a great weekend! I am headed to Clemson in a few hours for the NCSU-Clemson football game. It should be loads of fun!
http://theoatmeal.com/quiz/zombie_bite
The results are in! Given the circumstances of a zombie bite, survey says that I would last 1 hour and 14 minutes. We all contemplate how we would act if we knew we only had a certain amount of time live. This is how I think things would play out. Do not judge me.
Considering the amount of decaying flesh from my zombie bite, it would be to my advantage in picking up women. An icebreaker of sorts, you might say. Female numero uno crosses my path wielding a sledgehamer. Remember, this is the zombie apocalypse. She immediately sets her eyes upon the thing that most women do; my eyes. Just kidding. She gazes at my bulging biceps and superior deltoids. I am not yet a full-on zombie, so I can still hold my bearings quite better than those who have completely converted. She then notices the eight inch gash in my forearm and promptly asks if I am infected. "It all depends on your definition of infected," I reply with a smirk.
I'm guessing that this scared her away. I learn from this mistake, and move on. Enter female numero dos. I spot her from across the park that I have found myself in throughout the course of the chaos. She was in the midst of scurrying about looking for her cat. "Snuffles? SNUFFLES," she cries out desperately. I yell, "did you say sniffles? Because with this gash in my arm, that's excactly what I'm going to get." Bingo, she immediately forgets about the cat and is focused in on the only thing that matters; me.
With her nurturing tendencies, I feel well enough to do what I want to, and with only 46 minutes left, that doesn't leave much time. It's the end of the world and I still want to be a gentlemen, so I sugguest we go a restaurant of her choosing, which turns out to be Flaming Amy's. I decide on the double bypass (lets face it; if the zombie bite doesn't kill me, the cholesterol will) and she ordered a tree hugger. We grab the grub and and with little time left, we chow down on what will be our last meal.
Afterwards, I suggest we go to Hot Topic, and with precious seconds to spare, I do something I've never done before; I indulge in the Twilight frenzy. I side with team Jacob, of course.
With my newly stolen hoodie (looting is a side effect of a zombie outbreak, for your information) we duck back to my place to do what I thought was going to be the climax of my saga. Turns out that when you're trying to decide on what look to go for while resting in your casket, you waste a lot of time. Consequently, I fully converted en route to my apartment.
What happened next was out of my control, and a little fuzzy because all I remember is my last cigarette, which was amazing like always, and then nothing. I spin furiously into a black abyss that will be the rest of my existence; a flesh eating, brain craving, Twilight hoodie wearing zombie.
Don't take this seriously, it is purely for entertainment. With that said, what would you guys do if you only have an hour and 14 minutes left to live? Hopefully this provided a bit of amusement. Have a great weekend! I am headed to Clemson in a few hours for the NCSU-Clemson football game. It should be loads of fun!
Friday, October 22, 2010
A few things on my mind
There isn't really one thing that I feel like writing about so I guess this blog will just be about a few things that I have been thinking about today.
I had my advising appointment yesterday, and it hadn't hit me until then that I am less than three semesters graduating college. Seeing as I was supposed to graduate last semester anyways, I am ready to get out. I'm tired of spending money; I need to start making some! With that said, I must admit that I have absolutely no clue what to do with my life. Sure, I am a COM major, but what do I want to do with degree? Spontaneity has always been my thing, and sadly enough, growing up hasn't had much of an effect on that. An option that I have been considering for a while is applying for Officer's Training with the Air Force. Law school isn't out of the picture either. That option is particularly strange to think about, because I nearly failed out of college two years ago, so I took a break. Now, my grades are pretty sick. Before, I was facing having to work in a warehouse doing manual labor and move up to make a decent living and not put my body through agony every day. Now, I actually have options! It feels good.
I QUIT SMOKING CIGARETTES! Well, I actually quit about four or five hours ago. Everyone says that doesn't count, but it does to me! I guess I decided that I really don't want to look like I am 80 years old by the time that I am 40. Additionally, I would challenge any smoker to train muay thai without giving out or throwing up within the first 30 minutes of the class. Fitness is an important thing to me, and smoking holds me back. It's embarrassing throwing up in the middle of a class, or gasping for breath uncontrollably while everyone else goes strong. Hopefully I can stick to it. I've been thinking about trying out the nicotine gum. People say not to do it because you will become addicted to the gum. The way I look at it, being addicted to gum that contains nicotine is a lot better than smoking.
I can't wait for tomorrow night! Some of my best friends from back home are getting together and taking a trip down to Wilmington to chill! Hopefully nobody will get in trouble, we tend to get a bit wild when we all hang out. A couple of blogs back, I wrote about my long lost best friend. I'm not sure if anyone remembers that blog but the guy that I wrote about is one of the guys that is coming. As a matter of fact, nearly all of the groomsmen are making the trip! I should be a great time, and I will keep you guys updated as to how much trouble we get into ;)
Finally, I really want to know more about some of you guys. I am an extremely outgoing person, and I always get to know at least a few people in all of my classes, but I feel very distant from all of you. The blogs help, but a lot of them seem to be written objectively. I want to know what you guys like to eat, what your hobbies are, what kind of music you listen to, what your favorite beer is, just things about all of you in general. I feel like it would be a pretty cool addition to what we will all get out of the online class experience. Anyways, it is the weekend and I have a lot of stress relieving to partake in! Have a good one everybody!
I had my advising appointment yesterday, and it hadn't hit me until then that I am less than three semesters graduating college. Seeing as I was supposed to graduate last semester anyways, I am ready to get out. I'm tired of spending money; I need to start making some! With that said, I must admit that I have absolutely no clue what to do with my life. Sure, I am a COM major, but what do I want to do with degree? Spontaneity has always been my thing, and sadly enough, growing up hasn't had much of an effect on that. An option that I have been considering for a while is applying for Officer's Training with the Air Force. Law school isn't out of the picture either. That option is particularly strange to think about, because I nearly failed out of college two years ago, so I took a break. Now, my grades are pretty sick. Before, I was facing having to work in a warehouse doing manual labor and move up to make a decent living and not put my body through agony every day. Now, I actually have options! It feels good.
I QUIT SMOKING CIGARETTES! Well, I actually quit about four or five hours ago. Everyone says that doesn't count, but it does to me! I guess I decided that I really don't want to look like I am 80 years old by the time that I am 40. Additionally, I would challenge any smoker to train muay thai without giving out or throwing up within the first 30 minutes of the class. Fitness is an important thing to me, and smoking holds me back. It's embarrassing throwing up in the middle of a class, or gasping for breath uncontrollably while everyone else goes strong. Hopefully I can stick to it. I've been thinking about trying out the nicotine gum. People say not to do it because you will become addicted to the gum. The way I look at it, being addicted to gum that contains nicotine is a lot better than smoking.
I can't wait for tomorrow night! Some of my best friends from back home are getting together and taking a trip down to Wilmington to chill! Hopefully nobody will get in trouble, we tend to get a bit wild when we all hang out. A couple of blogs back, I wrote about my long lost best friend. I'm not sure if anyone remembers that blog but the guy that I wrote about is one of the guys that is coming. As a matter of fact, nearly all of the groomsmen are making the trip! I should be a great time, and I will keep you guys updated as to how much trouble we get into ;)
Finally, I really want to know more about some of you guys. I am an extremely outgoing person, and I always get to know at least a few people in all of my classes, but I feel very distant from all of you. The blogs help, but a lot of them seem to be written objectively. I want to know what you guys like to eat, what your hobbies are, what kind of music you listen to, what your favorite beer is, just things about all of you in general. I feel like it would be a pretty cool addition to what we will all get out of the online class experience. Anyways, it is the weekend and I have a lot of stress relieving to partake in! Have a good one everybody!
Saturday, October 9, 2010
In the spirit of giving
As I'm sure a few of us did, I had a pretty rough night Thursday night. I went downtown with some friends, drank far too much, spent a ton of money, lost my license as well as my cell phone and woke up on my friends floor in his apartment with a busted hand and ankle. Yes, I know, this was my fault. If I'm old enough to drink, I should be old enough to do it responsibly. The truth is that I used to do things like this all the time, but as I have grown older, I have grown to be more mature and I really hardly ever do this anymore. Anyways, my drinking isn't what this blog is about, it just kind of sets up what has been on my mind in the past couple of days, and might explain what set it off.
Friday morning before class, I went to Randall to print off a couple of handouts for my class at noon. After I printed them off, I had some time to kill so I decided to make a purchase off of a website I spend a lot of time on every day. Upon completing my purchase, I thought about how much money I had spent on buying everyone drinks the night before and I wondered why I couldn't put my money towards something more deserving. Then it happened. Apparently I had spent enough money on the website to get a "free gift." Among the options for the gift were a couple of charities that I could donate the money that the free gift was worth to. I decided to donate to pediatric heart research. It felt amazing. I know it wasn't much, but I also know that my money will do more good there than it will going towards me making horrible decisions after getting hammered.
I don't know why I haven't donated more before now. To an extent, I feel selfish because I feel like the reason I am donating money has more to do with me feeling better about myself than it does with the cause of the charity itself. Regardless, they are receiving help from me and I feel good about my actions. Call it selfish, but it is reality. So after thinking on it for a while, I decided to donate to another cause. This cause spurred from the same website, in a forum that I post on. Although this forum is primarily for entertainment, there are a few times when someone posts for a good cause. I just happened to come across one of these posts.
The sad part about it is that I initially thought it was a scam, and clicked on the thread link to watch the posters investigate and uncover the original poster of the thread. This is because the thread subject reads "Donate 25$ to these children, get a 25$ gift certificate." After looking into it some more, I discovered that it is completely legit. Here is some of what the poster said...
"I spent my time volunteering for an orphanage this past summer in a small town in Ecuador. There are currently 56 kids living in a building with metal sheets as roofing, and boards as walls. The kids have come from broken homes, completely abandoned by their family. Some come from deep within the Amazon jungle. Many of the kids have special needs, and many are victims of extreme abuse.
Yet all of these kids are loving and kind, and in need of help. Currently, La Casa de Fe is working on a new building to move the children into. The next step is a school.
In 2007, there were 10 children at La Casa de Fe. Now there are over 50. The organization has a dire need for financial support in order to supply food, clothes, and basic necessities to the children. Money is also needed to support the construction project, and furnish the new building.
I will give you a gift certificate for restaurant.com that closest matches the amount of your donation. There are only 25, 50, 75, and 100 dollar gift certificates available for thousands of restaurants. Sorry for this, but ALL donations are very welcomed. If you want a gift certificate, please post a picture of your donation."
And here is the donation link...
http://www.cornerstoneinternational.org/staff-arnold/
It is incredible how kind and caring some people are. I did receive a gift certificate for my donation, but I plan on printing out the certificate for a popular place and giving it to someone that needs it more than I do. Hopefully this spirit of giving that has come to me in the past couple of days will stick around for a while. It feels good to help other people that truly need it, and I'm sure that they are appreciative as well.
Friday morning before class, I went to Randall to print off a couple of handouts for my class at noon. After I printed them off, I had some time to kill so I decided to make a purchase off of a website I spend a lot of time on every day. Upon completing my purchase, I thought about how much money I had spent on buying everyone drinks the night before and I wondered why I couldn't put my money towards something more deserving. Then it happened. Apparently I had spent enough money on the website to get a "free gift." Among the options for the gift were a couple of charities that I could donate the money that the free gift was worth to. I decided to donate to pediatric heart research. It felt amazing. I know it wasn't much, but I also know that my money will do more good there than it will going towards me making horrible decisions after getting hammered.
I don't know why I haven't donated more before now. To an extent, I feel selfish because I feel like the reason I am donating money has more to do with me feeling better about myself than it does with the cause of the charity itself. Regardless, they are receiving help from me and I feel good about my actions. Call it selfish, but it is reality. So after thinking on it for a while, I decided to donate to another cause. This cause spurred from the same website, in a forum that I post on. Although this forum is primarily for entertainment, there are a few times when someone posts for a good cause. I just happened to come across one of these posts.
The sad part about it is that I initially thought it was a scam, and clicked on the thread link to watch the posters investigate and uncover the original poster of the thread. This is because the thread subject reads "Donate 25$ to these children, get a 25$ gift certificate." After looking into it some more, I discovered that it is completely legit. Here is some of what the poster said...
"I spent my time volunteering for an orphanage this past summer in a small town in Ecuador. There are currently 56 kids living in a building with metal sheets as roofing, and boards as walls. The kids have come from broken homes, completely abandoned by their family. Some come from deep within the Amazon jungle. Many of the kids have special needs, and many are victims of extreme abuse.
Yet all of these kids are loving and kind, and in need of help. Currently, La Casa de Fe is working on a new building to move the children into. The next step is a school.
In 2007, there were 10 children at La Casa de Fe. Now there are over 50. The organization has a dire need for financial support in order to supply food, clothes, and basic necessities to the children. Money is also needed to support the construction project, and furnish the new building.
I will give you a gift certificate for restaurant.com that closest matches the amount of your donation. There are only 25, 50, 75, and 100 dollar gift certificates available for thousands of restaurants. Sorry for this, but ALL donations are very welcomed. If you want a gift certificate, please post a picture of your donation."
And here is the donation link...
http://www.cornerstoneinternational.org/staff-arnold/
It is incredible how kind and caring some people are. I did receive a gift certificate for my donation, but I plan on printing out the certificate for a popular place and giving it to someone that needs it more than I do. Hopefully this spirit of giving that has come to me in the past couple of days will stick around for a while. It feels good to help other people that truly need it, and I'm sure that they are appreciative as well.
Friday, September 17, 2010
Growing up and growing apart
I remember graduating from high school and how anxious I was about college. The feelings of anxiety, excitement and nervousness pumped through my veins nonstop that summer. One thought that really got me going was knowing that I had the greatest years of my life ahead of me, and that the sky was the limit. I could do whatever I wanted with myself and my life, I would meet tons of new people and my best friends would only be less than two hours away from Wilmington.
Fast forward four years. In the blink of an eye, nearly every single aspect of my life is completely different than I ever imagined it would be. I no longer play in bands like I did in high school, sports are nearly impossible due to numerous injuries, I no longer speak to anyone in my family with the exception of my father (whom I have a great relationship with) and although I have finally overcome my three year addiction to alcohol, I can't seem to quit smoking. Don't get me wrong; I absolutely love my life. This is by no means a pity trip. I work out five times a week, I have great roommates, my grades are finally on point and I feel like I have found myself.
The thing I can't seem to quit thinking about is my best friend. We met in middle school, but we never hung out together until my freshman year of high school. He was a year ahead of me in school and we both played football. After our first win in two seasons, he invited me out with some friends to celebrate and the rest is history. We were practically inseparable for years, even when I went to college in Wilmington while he stayed back home for school. It wasn't until this year that it seems like we have started to grow apart. It is strange, because as many close friends as I have had over the years he is the only person that I had ever talked to about what we were going to do together when we got old; how we would no longer play in bands together, but how we would still eat wings and watch football on Sundays, chase wild women, etc. Now, I am lucky to talk with him on a weekly basis.
It isn't that we have any hostility towards each other or anything like that, we have just grown up. Although we are both doing well and are happy with our lives, they have taken us in different directions. I am in college while he has established a successful career. He got married recently whereas I see myself being an eligible bachelor for many years to come. It upsets me to think about how much has changed but I have come to the conclusion that no matter what happens, change is inevitable. I'd still do anything for the guy and I know he would do the same for me.
I guess the one thing I need to understand is that this is nothing to be ill with. Everything happens for a reason, and although we don't talk nearly as much and we hardly see each other he is still my best friend. It is just frustrating. That is all for tonight. Hope this didn't bore you all too much.
Fast forward four years. In the blink of an eye, nearly every single aspect of my life is completely different than I ever imagined it would be. I no longer play in bands like I did in high school, sports are nearly impossible due to numerous injuries, I no longer speak to anyone in my family with the exception of my father (whom I have a great relationship with) and although I have finally overcome my three year addiction to alcohol, I can't seem to quit smoking. Don't get me wrong; I absolutely love my life. This is by no means a pity trip. I work out five times a week, I have great roommates, my grades are finally on point and I feel like I have found myself.
The thing I can't seem to quit thinking about is my best friend. We met in middle school, but we never hung out together until my freshman year of high school. He was a year ahead of me in school and we both played football. After our first win in two seasons, he invited me out with some friends to celebrate and the rest is history. We were practically inseparable for years, even when I went to college in Wilmington while he stayed back home for school. It wasn't until this year that it seems like we have started to grow apart. It is strange, because as many close friends as I have had over the years he is the only person that I had ever talked to about what we were going to do together when we got old; how we would no longer play in bands together, but how we would still eat wings and watch football on Sundays, chase wild women, etc. Now, I am lucky to talk with him on a weekly basis.
It isn't that we have any hostility towards each other or anything like that, we have just grown up. Although we are both doing well and are happy with our lives, they have taken us in different directions. I am in college while he has established a successful career. He got married recently whereas I see myself being an eligible bachelor for many years to come. It upsets me to think about how much has changed but I have come to the conclusion that no matter what happens, change is inevitable. I'd still do anything for the guy and I know he would do the same for me.
I guess the one thing I need to understand is that this is nothing to be ill with. Everything happens for a reason, and although we don't talk nearly as much and we hardly see each other he is still my best friend. It is just frustrating. That is all for tonight. Hope this didn't bore you all too much.
Friday, September 3, 2010
What exactly is a blog supposed to be?
I have been wondering what to write this blog about for a few hours now. A good friend told me a few minutes ago that my blog should be written about the most weighing topic on my mind, but even that is a bit complicated. At the moment, the thing weighing on my mind the most is what this blog should be about. As much as I hate to do it, I'm going to procrastinate and tell you about myself.
Louis Edwards here, hailing from Selma, North Carolina. I am 22 years old and I have absolutely no clue what I am going to do with my life. I enjoy working out, eating, people watching and writing, just to mention a few. Soon, I am going to start working on writing a book about my life. I'm sure you are thinking to yourself, "How interesting can this guy be? He can't even come up with a decent topic for a blog that can be about anything!" Well, I don't exactly think that anything I plan to write about in my book would be appropriate for this blog. Anyways, I think I finally have some things to write about, so here goes.
There are a few people over at my place right now smoking a hookah and making fun of me for not knowing what I want to write my blog about. I usually talk a lot, but because I am concentrating on writing this blog, I have remained relatively quiet. My room would be a more ideal environment for the writing of this blog, but I am far too lazy to get up and make my way there. This has set off an intense set of thoughts. First, all I can think about are those State Farm Insurance commercials where the people sing the theme song and an agent appears, followed by whatever else they desire at the moment. This reminds me of Kazaam, and how awesome Shaquille O'neal is. I laugh out loud and get a couple of strange looks.
After taking a break from writing this 5 star blog to watch a bit of a Jersey Shore rerun, I have realized that this blog really sucks. I'm sure that if you are still reading this, you are more than likely wondering how I am still in college. I assure you, I am not as dumb as I may seem. To reward you for dedicating a few minutes of your time to me, I give you this. My mind is blown. The Steaurus 2000. This is what will be on my mind for the rest of the night. Maybe you guys can give some thoughtful insight on what in the world is on THIS guys mind.
I guess this is the end of my first blog since Xanga. Have a great weekend everyone.
-Louis
Louis Edwards here, hailing from Selma, North Carolina. I am 22 years old and I have absolutely no clue what I am going to do with my life. I enjoy working out, eating, people watching and writing, just to mention a few. Soon, I am going to start working on writing a book about my life. I'm sure you are thinking to yourself, "How interesting can this guy be? He can't even come up with a decent topic for a blog that can be about anything!" Well, I don't exactly think that anything I plan to write about in my book would be appropriate for this blog. Anyways, I think I finally have some things to write about, so here goes.
There are a few people over at my place right now smoking a hookah and making fun of me for not knowing what I want to write my blog about. I usually talk a lot, but because I am concentrating on writing this blog, I have remained relatively quiet. My room would be a more ideal environment for the writing of this blog, but I am far too lazy to get up and make my way there. This has set off an intense set of thoughts. First, all I can think about are those State Farm Insurance commercials where the people sing the theme song and an agent appears, followed by whatever else they desire at the moment. This reminds me of Kazaam, and how awesome Shaquille O'neal is. I laugh out loud and get a couple of strange looks.
After taking a break from writing this 5 star blog to watch a bit of a Jersey Shore rerun, I have realized that this blog really sucks. I'm sure that if you are still reading this, you are more than likely wondering how I am still in college. I assure you, I am not as dumb as I may seem. To reward you for dedicating a few minutes of your time to me, I give you this. My mind is blown. The Steaurus 2000. This is what will be on my mind for the rest of the night. Maybe you guys can give some thoughtful insight on what in the world is on THIS guys mind.
I guess this is the end of my first blog since Xanga. Have a great weekend everyone.
-Louis
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