
So, ladies and gentlemen.
Here we are.
Now on Blogger, and no longer on LiveJournal.
And chock full of fragmented sentences!
Ok, so I am not the best writer on Earth but I am going to try to write more focused and legitimate entries.
I went in to GameStop today and traded in my copies of Bioshock and Crackdown for a sweet new copy of Guitar Hero II. As much as I thoroughly enjoyed them, both games lacked any kind of replay value whatsoever. And that is including the fact that I played through Bioshock twice. I'm hoping that Guitar Hero will affect me like so many gamers, and be the kind of game I can just pick up and play for an hour and not be absolutely sick of it. I also rented Dead Rising, which is a game about a mall full of zed words (your welcome, Christy). You play a photojournalist, which allows for a neat camera action that takes me back to the days of Pokemon Snap, a game where all you did was take pictures and for some reason that was FUN! Now, I consider myself an avid gamer. In other words.....I don't suck. I'm not phenomenal.......but I don't suck. Keeping the fact that I don't suck in mind, I had to play through the first half hour of the game twice. Two times playing through the same cut scenes that introduce the game. Not hard, just really irritating that the game doesn't include some kind of checkpoint system, or auto-save. I don't believe I'll be buying it.
My classes are going very well. The few grades I have gotten back are either all "accepted"(I'll explain in a sec) or A's. So that's exciting. In my Composition I class, we have to write four papers and the paper is either "accepted" or not. We don't get a grade on any papers or assignments. Only "accepted" or not. At the end of the semester, I will have to go to a learning lab and take a test on what I learned, and if I pass I get a C for the course. If I want a B, I have to take another test. And if I want an A, I have to take yet ANOTHER test. I understand how this helps people pass the course, how less people fail and actually get the course out of the way, but it makes getting a good grade in the course such a damn hassle. Also, my American History course is taught by Bill Cosby on crack cocaine.
For the sappy-inclined I have decided to talk about the love of my life, Christy Lynn Jerome. I haven't seen her in ABOUT a month. It feels like it has been, maybe four times that amount. Not seeing her is a daily battle, but talking to her and realizing how perfect this is makes up for it. As much as missing her hurts, it makes me happy that I DO hurt so much. I can't express how glad I am that we decided to not break up when I came back down to Texas. It was a decision that it going to have a profound effect on my life, and I wouldn't want it any other way.

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