I'm So Ready

There's roughly two more weeks of school left. This is a good thing. I'm so ready for a break, especially one that lasts for 3 months.

If you came to this blog in hopes of finding some post that is tied to the impending doom of global warming, you came to the wrong place.

And if you came to it to see a nicely formatted and designed web page, you came to the wrong place.

But...if you came to this site to read about my feelings related to the soon-to-be summer break, this is the place you've been dreaming of.

Cheers

This video made me laugh a little when I first watched it.

Here are some fun facts about yours truly:

I'm philisophically challanged.
I enjoy good music.
I like a nice game of chess—as long as the person I am playing is not very good.
I'm getting tired of school projects.
I like the summer, and I like it more the closer it gets to me.

When the Cold Gets Old

The weather here in sunny Lubbock is always an interesting subject for me to write about. I feel like I never have anything to say on this poor, malnourished blog. But wait! What's that?! The weather in Lubbock is acting strange again. Oh boy, I have something to write about and thus, give substance to emptycdwallet.

So here's what I've noticed about the weather, lately. For the past 4 or 5 weeks, things have been pretty warm; spring is in the air and you can feel it. By the time Easter rolled around, a quick change in weather occurred. (Because it was so quit, I like to refer to it as a "quickie," because I'm immature.) On the morning of Good Friday, I woke up, stepped outside, and upon feeling the chill of the newly forged cold front, involuntarily thought to myself that I had slept an entire 8 months. "Shit!" I said to myself. How could I have missed so much school...and life? What are people doing these days? Do I still have the same roommates? Are any of my friends now engaged? Do I have a beard and long hair? After feeling my face for the beard that would put Paul Bunyan to shame, I realized such a beard did not exist upon my boyish visage. I was confused. How did I not grow any hair over my 8-month hibernation? In fact, why is it that nobody even tried to wake me up? I was more than confused; I was delusional. At that moment I remembered one of the important things about Lubbock, TX I shouldn't have forgotten—it can get really cold in the spring. We have dust storms for crying out loud. Why should a cold spell in spring be any different.

So after I figured out that a cold front just came during the night of Good Friday, I proceed with my day. I thought to myself, "yeah, that's Lubbock for you."