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2013-08-06T13:56:00.002-07:00

I've awoken from Literary Slumber. Where can you find me now? Everywhere, really. I'm digital.

Practical.

2010-05-18T05:35:00.000-07:00

I've been accepted into the limited entry Practical Nursing program starting this fall. I didn't expect to make it in until next fall, as I've only had 26 volunteer hours and I hadn't taken my English class for more selection points before the April 1 cut off. My score on the TEAS exam must've turned somebody's head, or maybe my mother was right-- they're looking for males in the field.

The PN orientation is on my birthday.

It couldn't be set up more perfectly. I'm taking the accelerated CNA program in the Summer (must be taken before or concurrent to your first PN semester), then I'm starting the PN program a month after. All of the PN classes, starting with its second semester, begin in the A.M., which gives me ample time to find a night job as a CNA.

When I set the goals six months ago, and took my first "placement exams" because I didn't have a high school diploma, I didn't expect them to be so quickly obtained.

My first semester was 13 credits, and all of the classes are from the Practical Nursing program.

PSY -- A+
Human Body -- A
Human Body Lab -- A
English -- B

THEN, if a baby does come in February, I'll be better off than most every parent I've ever met. The MIATA is close! Oh, wait, the baby thing. FINE, a mini coop.

2010-01-24T10:58:00.000-08:00

Things are doing things that are happening.

BLOGGER EXCLUSIVE TWEET.

2010-01-19T15:06:00.001-08:00

... How appropriate that my license arrives on my first day of class as I update this from my new Netbook.

Broke by Broke.

2010-01-18T20:02:00.000-08:00

Tomorrow's the first day of school. Strange butterfly feelings, not so much like the old days though.

We are hopefully moving soon. Though I know I am bettering myself, it doesn't feel like it surrounded by these people. They make me feel like a shittier person with every interaction. I should be proud of the last few months, and I will be once we're out on our own.

The government threw a bunch of money at me for going to school, so I've got a new Netbook on the way for my online class, and I plan on picking up a new vehicle this week. That's when the moving happens.

I have a VALENTINE.

Amazing.

2010-01-08T20:29:00.000-08:00

I've been saying "amazing" a lot lately, a word I sent away in my teenage years. I saw it as an overused, and ultimately phoney term that never matched the context in which it was constantly being used. I feel like the reason I've begun saying it again is that a lot of amazing events have happened or been told.

Through the hospice, I met a guy named Richard Harlow today. The stories he told, paintings he's made, and life he is living are simply amazing.

I was lucky enough to walk away with one of his paintings for the price of its TAX. Then, on the way home, I made a stop in Boulder City to see it framed and hanging on the wall of a hotel. That's an experience I'll never forget.

Tragically hip.

2010-01-07T21:39:00.000-08:00

Today, after possibly a year of driving illegally (five months knowingly), I finished the process of regaining my license. I'm very proud of it- starting with the near three hundred dollars I had to throw at them back in August, to the silly written exam, to the fantasy-world-of-driving road test. The scum of the Earth don't bother jumping the hurdles in front of them, and they wait to get punished for it.

2009-12-17T18:49:00.001-08:00

Precious.

2009-12-11T21:11:00.000-08:00

My attitude at my current job has been reflective of somebody who's graduating in a month, not starting classes in a month.

I've got my first background check in the medical world in process! It's been two full days with no call, and I'm supposed to return on Monday, so I'm assuming all is well. Either that, or somebody had Thursday or Friday off.

I did some sewing today!!!!!!!!!!!!!!IERHQWI$%^@#

Here's the ROUGH sketch of the new WHAR artwork. I'm getting the final, in-color/in-detail version tomorrow- but I feel like documenting it here will be worth the paste. Treat it like concept art.

2009-12-09T18:46:00.001-08:00

"Hipsters wear scrubs."

2009-12-08T21:31:00.000-08:00

12/2/09

I feel really confident about this decision. This building is like an entire other dimension in comparison to the carpeted D building. If CSN had an episode of Cribs, this would be the focus (where the... ugh, happens).

There's a girl splitting time between Tetris and Facebook that taunts me with her laptop.

WOAH there's the black med student I've been dreaming about.

I see a girl with a textbook that couldn't possibly be studying for anything I couldn't pass. I bet her latte is a latte.

This building has all of the traits that scare me away from hospitals, architecture wise-

Holy shit, thought that was Georgio -

But walking through CSN's largest location had me thinking "wow, this is a real campus." Stairways wrap around the buildings like Kashyyk. I just used the last of my phone battery looking that up. Next time I'm in this building I better have a laptop and scrubs on. The people with scrubs seem a lot hipper.

Who is really trying to register for CNA classes? You better be a pre-registering student for that class.

I am really impressed with this building.

Woah that old guy knows that white girl? Making friends in class seems like it could either be extremely easy or impossible depending on which Kevin decides to show up. The first day will probably decidce that.

I'm going in with the attitude that no class can be challenging, which seems like the appropriate attitude. Then again, there are a lot of bones in the human body. That little white girl just paraphrased me. "I didnt go in thinking it'll be really easy, I was just really confident." Way to sum it up better than me in half the words.

This was such a good idea.

Though, I compared being in this building to being in a skyscraper on my way to broadcast a morning show- and that sounds a lot better.

"Respect the book."

2009-11-30T21:03:00.001-08:00

"It's more a pamphlet than a book."

2009-11-29T19:37:00.000-08:00

Hallelujah II.

2009-11-26T06:25:00.000-08:00

Late Registration.

2009-11-24T22:07:00.000-08:00

My first semester of classes are registered. Tomorrow is the DMV, and next week is another trip to the campus to re-confirm the financial aid process and set up direct deposit.

Semester 1 Plans: (barring financial aid timing issues):
ENG 101 *online
PSY 101 *friday
Intro to the Human Body *tues/thurs
Intro to the Human Body Lab *online

The main issues at hand now are scheduling my TEAS test for January 30th, scoring above 91 percent, and completing (preferably) 100 hours of community service by April 1st.

Even if I don't get into the program this year, I can still take the Certified Nursing Assistant program and the medical math class next semester. I am essentially in the program now, as I am knocking out most of the classes before submitting my application. Whether I get in for 2010 or 2011, I'll still be knocking away at it.

Outer space.

2009-11-19T17:41:00.001-08:00

B.o.B aka Bobby Ray x Whynatte from Motion Family on Vimeo.

I could rap a verse but I'd rather sing.

2009-11-18T15:50:00.001-08:00

Sonic The Hamilton is back.

2009-11-17T05:30:00.001-08:00

REVOK x CHARLES HAMILTON x KEEGAN GIBBS

Close it.

2009-11-15T21:59:00.000-08:00

I get a jolt of excitement doing math again. This probably won't last.

I'm doing the same thing after Hannah that I did after both Storm and Sha- I'm back into the educational system groove, filling notebooks with equations and making "plans".

I hope this time they stick. I feel like they will. After Sha I did obtain the GED (in the top 2 percent!), but I also legally had to.

After researching salaries and orientations and placement tests and TEAS'es, I feel like this is legitimate. It's something that I really want to do this time. I'm accepting the end of WHAR (atleast in some form, a form I hoped it would be), and laying down concrete plans.

I'm also suppressing feelings that I am annoyed at myself for feeling. Regardless of what the Hannah thing was or is, the ending won't ever really set right with me. Not that it ever does. Closure never really exists. But it just shows a real weakness that was in our relationship that I assumed wasn't there. Well, a weakness on her end that I assumed wasn't there. It could be because I farted in my sleep, or maybe the estrogen thing really was permanent. It was a communicational breakdown on her end, followed by a basic realization that Kevin Scampoli isn't everything she ever looked for in a guy.

I'm just tired of hearing unrequested reassurance from people how they're not "this person", then they just become "that person". You make your own decisions, you choose your own words. BE HONEST. I didn't ask that you say the words you said, you dove right the fuck in on your own.

I always felt guilty for looking at certain girls and wishing I looked at my girlfriend a similar way. But I never attempted to produce a creation for certain girls.

(http://wehitandrun.info/kimyaangel2.mp3)
And I know you wanna teach
And I know I didn't graduate
But I'll meet you half way
And drop out when you need to read
(http://wehitandrun.info/kimyaangel2.mp3)

That would've been good!!!!!! I still might finish it. Atleast now it wont be repetitive.

I've got a lot to do before April 1st. It's a limited entry program, but I can even the odds with community service and good TEAS scores. If I don't get accepted, I can get the generals out of the way, and those will earn me even more points for the following year. Once I finish this, I'll be able to move to any neighborhood I want to in the USA.

"You're lying!"

2009-11-15T08:31:00.000-08:00

Last night I heard for a while about how great a couple Hannah and I are (and how our Youtube video is adorable, etc.) before breaking the news to Crystal's friends that this would have been a fantastic conversation a day earlier.

Their response was "Oh! It's just a fight! You're perfect!"

Which got me thinking...

Where was the fight? Isn't that supposed to happen first?

2009-11-14T11:29:00.000-08:00

This is not the soda you're looking for.

2009-11-14T10:58:00.000-08:00

This is not the soda you're looking for.

So I'm half invested into a relationship for four and a half months, and the girl is obsessed with me. I finally jump in, and apparently knocked her out of it.

We "officially" broke up- something, that if it had happened any time before a few weeks ago, would've been mutual. I didn't cry or anything, but I had a dream I was crying like a baby. Is that a subconscious cry type of thing?

The timing really is shit, and the lack of honesty is frustrating. Though why do I crave things like pinpointing details and reasons? The little that was even said is annoying enough, let alone exact events and moments (that I pretty much already know- I was there wasn't I?).

This at least confirms that the nagging little voice in my head is usually right. I typically blame it and myself for the end of relationships, but not this one.

Ultimately, physical life stays the same, I just lack the validation and affection that every asshole desires!

"The more the more the more you cool down..."

2009-11-13T21:17:00.001-08:00

Parade.

2009-11-12T00:08:00.000-08:00

Change is a scary thing.

I've summoned my inner Rory Gilmore and started a pro's and con's list about some ideas for 2010. At this point, it seems to be a battle between materialistic things and possible experiences.

Some of these studio apartments look suffocating.

I think about a life of walking and public transportation and wonder if I've even capable of it.

The things I have planned seem to be for a completely different person. Which reflects how discontent I am with my living situation, which brings us right back to how scary change can be.

Music is the only love.

2009-11-11T14:44:00.001-08:00

Hearing "The Pink Lavalamp" yesterday was one of the greatest feelings.