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8/30

My name is Matt Nyquist and I am from Newtown, PA, which is about a half hour north of Philadelphia. I graduated from Council Rock High School North. I was on the varsity swim team for four years. I spent most of my time swimming, playing guitar, and hanging out with my friends. I use to work as a life guard, but I quite that last summer so I could drive to Alaska. This summer I attended Penn State's summer session. I really enjoyed spending my summer here and I am very excited to be back. I am studying engineering.

9/5

The other day a very rare event accord. I had a police officer call me on the phone and ask me if I was a homosexual. One might wonder why this happened. Well I will tell you. On Thursday morning I awoke from a marvelous night of sleeping. As I was walking out the door I noticed our message board had a offensive message. I was quick to erase it and then carry on to class. A few hours later I was doing homework in my dorm room and someone knocked on the door. I yelled to them to come in. An officer of the law opened the door. I wondered what this was about. He told me about all the crude messages on all the boards in my hall way. He said since we didn't have anything on ours that we were the lead suspects. I told them I erased the message this morning and I told him what the board said. He took all my information and my roommates information and then left. About an hour later my phone rings. I answer it and it is my dear friend from the police station. He says, "This might be a weird question to ask, but are you by any chance a homosexual." I answered him and hung up the phone. Apparently it would have been more illegal if what the board said was true.

9/5

Today is Labor Day. Hurray! But of course I am sitting in my room doing homework. Actually I'm trying to do my homework. I can't stop looking out the window and imagining all the fun I could be having if I did all my homework yesterday when I had nothing to do. Labor Day is a great day. I would like to thank the man or woman who came up with the idea of making a day were no one has to go to work. I think it is a great idea. In fact I think every Monday should be Labor Day. To bad no one ever listens to me. Sure maybe work wouldn't get done and companies would loose money, but the work week would be so much better without Monday tagging along.

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9/6

Today I was suppose to receive the new Against Me! C-D in the mail. Against Me! is my favorite band. I don't care what anyone else says, they are the best writers and performers in the underground scene right now. I was very excited to day in class and I could not wait to go back to my dorm and listen to it. When I went to my mail box there was no package card. I was very disappointed. I thought to myself maybe it didn't come because they didn't finish filling the boxes. I went back three more times with in a few hours and it still didn't come. I became angry and started my homework. In the middle of my economics reading session my good friend Torin called me. He told me about he got his and how awesome it was. This frustrated me even more. I picked up my guitar and started rocking out to some older Against Me! songs. It took my mind off how pissed I was at the U.S. postal industry. Now I am sitting in my room doing homework. I really wish I was listening to the new C-D. Hopefully it will come in the mail tomorrow. The only problem is I have classes all day tomorrow and I won't get out until around three. Well at least today is Tuesday. You now what that means: $.25 wings at the Sports Cafe down town. I can't wait to fill my stomach with sizzling hot wings.

9/7

Today I woke up real tired because I stayed up late last night doing the wrong homework for chemistry class. I fell out of bed and prepared for the day. I walked to class with my faithful granola bar in hand. I zigzagged through campus going from class to class. After I was finished my third class I returned to East Halls for lunch. Right away I checked my mail box. In the pile of advertisements and junk mail, which I can’t stand, was my package card. My C-D had come in the mail. I practically sprinted to the housing desk. The man told me they hadn’t sorted all the packages yet. I told him it was very crucial that I get my package right away. He walked away from me. I looked at the piles of packages and thought one of them must be the new Against Me! C-D. I walked back to my room. No one was going to eat lunch, so I ate in my room. I fell asleep for a wonderful fifteen minutes, before dragging myself to economics. I sat and listened to the lecture. My legs were crampt and I would have killed to be able to leave. I left the Forum Building with a feeling of hope. I returned to the housing desk, waited in the long line, and asked for my package. Right when it was in my hands I was out the door and back in my room. I opened the package, stared at the C-D and then put it in my computer. It played loudly and it was glorious!

9/8

Today I was walking back from the one class I have on Thursdays. It is some engineering seminar in the Earth Engineering Sciences Building. For those who don’t know the Earth Engineering Sciences Building is on the other side of route 322. It is about a half hour walk from East Halls. I don’t take my normal route back to East Halls. I walk in the direction of Pollock Halls, my dormitory in this summer. I have a friend that lives there and we were going to meet for lunch. When I was walking towards Pollock, I realized how much I miss Pollock Halls and summer session. The dorms were so much closer to everything and the summer was so much fun. We didn’t have to go to a ton of classes only to go back to the dorm to do more homework. This summer I went to two classes did no homework and than I just hung out with my friends till about two in the morning. I’m not saying I don’t like the fall; I’m just saying that the summer was so much more laid back.

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9/9

I was talking to one of my best friends last night. His name is Dave. He is a tall, skinny guy with a burly beard. He can’t grow a mustache so he pulls of the Abraham Lincoln beard. I called his dorm room because he doesn’t own a cell phone. He thinks they are the number one cause of brain cancer. In fifty years everyone will die of brain cancer and he will be one of the few survivors. Anyway, were talking and he tells me about the new background on his computer. Me being the curious man I am I check out the picture on the internet. It’s a picture of the earth. The view is from outer space. Of course the stars are what makes up Jesus’ face. He is weeping.

9/11

Last night I’m standing in a back ally waiting for my brother to catch up with the rest of the group. These two guys he new, were on the other side of the road. Out of absolutely nowhere a cop car speeds down the road and swerves right behind the kids we knew. Two cops jump out of the car and run towards the one guy yelling. The one cop puts the kid in a choke hold, while the other cop is laughing. The two kids get away as they sprint down the street. The cops jumped in their car still laughing and yelling. I just stood their in total shock. We found one of the kids, bu

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9/12

My good friend Torin just called me from home today. He dropped out of college to study guitar at our local community college. He was bragging about how he was just picked to be an extra in M. Night's new thriller. He made all those weird movies like The Village and the Sixth Sense. This summer Torin’s sister wanted to try out for a part in the movie, so Torin’s parents made him drive her to Philly to do the audition. While Torin was waiting he walked into the extra’s line. He waited for awhile until they took a picture of him. He claimed that the lady said he had a cute face. Something typical that Torin would bring up. Anyway when Torin got home and told us that he was going to be in a movie about mermaids we laughed at him. He goes in to film on Friday. He’s girl friend is going to NYU to become and actress; I hope she is jealous.

9/13

Last night I had time to skateboard. I love carving down a huge hill on my board. It is really exciting. I quit skateboarding in tenth grade to focus on my swimming, but I decided to bring my board to college this summer. It was a real good idea because that is what I did most of the time. I don’t do tricks because I am too lazy to relearn them all; I just ride around at night. I don’t skate during the day because the police will steal a board if they see one (isn’t that ironic). I don’t mind because skating during the night is a lot better. There are no cars to avoid, it is not hot, and there is no body to bother me. My favorite hills are Fraser, Bigler, and Garner. They are really long and are always a good ride. Hopefully I’ll get in a lot more boarding before winter when it is wet and cold.

9/14

I worked on homework for awhile today. In between calculus and English I had time to sneak to the dining hall and get hot wings. Hot wings are my savior in the mist of a work week. I went back and read some more. When I finally finished I went to my friend Alan’s room. He has the sweetest set up ever. In his room he has two high quality dean guitars. One is a clean soft spoken electric acoustic, while the other is a loud hard electric guitar. He has a very powerful combo amplifier to plug them into. On top of all that he has a Super Nintendo. We sit in his room for hours at a time just rocking out and playing Super Mario Brothers. It is always a good time.

9/15

The other day I went to a show at the Crow Bar. There were two bands playing that nigh and they were both tribute bands. The one played Rage Against the Machine covers, while the other band played sublime songs. I had not been to a show in a long time. It felt good to be back in a dark, sweaty room, filled with dirty air stained with cigarette smoke. The Rage Against the Machine tribute band was awesome. They sounded exactly like the real Rage Against the Machine. The singer’s voice was right on and the guitarist played the same exact solos. The Sublime tribute band was good too. I’m not really into Sublime, so I didn’t really know many of the songs. The bass player did look like a teenage mutant ninja turtle, so I guess it did all work out. I see Against Me! in eleven days!

9/18

Today I think I made the best purchase a man can make on the face of the earth. I bought two hundred ice pops for five dollars. For all of those people who don’t know what the best treat in the world is, listen up. An ice pop is the flavored water that is in the clear plastic tubes. After purchasing them, they are placed in the freezer. After they are frozen they turn into a Popsicle in a pouch. I love them. I would probably eat all two hundred right now if I didn’t have to write this definition paper. This summer my roommate and I ate so many; it was borderline ridiculous. There is nothing better than coming out of the hot sun and retiring to the pleasures of a cold ice pop. I think I will eat one right now.

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9/19

Today is Monday. I’m going to be honest; Monday is not my favorite day of the week. I have a full class load and a ton of homework. I think my week would be so much easier if I didn’t have chemistry. Three quarters of my homework is chemistry homework and we have to teach ourselves everything. Thank god I took calculus last year because then I would be lost in two classes instead of one. Calculus is really easy because I already learned everything. At least I’m seeing Against Me! in a week.

9/20

One time my friend Brandon and I caught a fifteen inch cat fish at the local pond. We thought it would be a good idea to bring it back to his house. It miraculously survived the bike ride back, without water. We placed it in a fish tank out back and proceeded to do something else. His mom found it a couple hours later and told us to get rid of it. To us that meant kill it. It was too big to flush down the toilet so we filled the tank up with gasoline and weed killer. The self made pollution wasn’t killing it quickly enough, which led to us lighting the gasoline deluded water on fire. The flames grew dangerously high, so we turned the hose on and sprayed the flames. The gasoline splid out of the tank and soon enough a big portion of the yard was on fire. I fell on the ground laughing as I watched Brandon put the fire out with the cloths hanging out to dry.

9/21

I just woke up from a very deep nap. I was excited today because I didn’t think I had too much homework and I would be done early, but that dream has just been smashed. I normally lay down after a full day of classes for about twenty minutes; just for a little, so I can recharge my batteries. Now it’s almost five o’clock and I have nothing done. At least today is Wednesday, which means cheep, awesome wings at Roxy’s.

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9/22

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9/25

This weekend was parent weekend and my parents did not come up to see me. They visited last weekend because it was my brother’ birthday. Over the past couple of days, I’ve learned the ups and downs to parent weekend. The best part about parent weekend is that all my friend’s parents came up and took their sons and daughters out to eat. When they met me and found out that my parents didn’t’ come they felt bad and let me tag along. I didn’t pay for one meal this weekend. I went to this really fancy restaurant on Friday. I ate the cheapest meal on the menu. It was a thirty dollar steak. I had lunch today at T.G.I. Fridays and it was delicious. The bad thing about parent weekend is that everyone is out with their parents during the day. I was really excited for Saturday because there was no football game. I was looking forward to having no obligations for an entire day; however, all my friends were with there parents. I sat in my room all day with nothing to do. It was really boring.

9/26

A couple of weeks ago I met a kid named Pepe. Over the past few weeks we have become good friends. He is from Cuba. One might ask, how did Pepe arrive in the States? Well, he won a Cuban game show called Pimp My Raft. He was able to build a raft out of a plasma T.V. He “pimped it,” with a sweet sound system and neon lights. Pepe is a really smart guy. The award for winning was permission to leave the country. This is hard to come by considering the dictators strict rules. On Saturday night Pepe taught me an important lesson. He taught me that people who are enrolled in this college are really, really gullible.

9/27

How to do a cartwheel

1) Find a clear, grassy area where there are no obstacles

2) Get a running start and extend arms up and out

3) When a comfortable speed is reached, jump off one foot and throw feet up by rotating the torso

4) Tuck head down

5) When the body is flipping place front hand on ground

6) Keep the momentum rolling by continuing to throw the feet around

7) Then when the first hand is coming off the ground place the other hand down

8) Push off with the second hand as it leaves the ground, get enough momentum to swing the legs all the way around so they can land safety on the ground

9) Land on feet and keep the balance

10) Repeat steps 3-9 to do multiple cartwheels

10/2 (Hurray for October)

I’m bored. I really want to leave this room. I wish I was on the beach right now or hiding in the woods somewhere. I love hiding in the woods. I use to just ride my bike through the woods by myself, find a rock, and just sit on it for hours. It’s relaxing. I think I would have fun doing anything that wasn’t doing homework right now. College would be a lot more fun if there was no homework. Imagine there’s no homework. It’s easy if you try. To bad John Lennon didn’t make that a song. Maybe Bob Dylan will do so. It defiantly will go at least triple platinum. That is one thing I don’t understand about the music business. What is the deal with going platinum or gold? Yeah the musician sold some records, but why do they get a piece of medal. Personally I would rather be taken out to lunch. Does the record work? Will it play music?

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10/4

Today was filled with busyness. I only two classes, but they were long and boring. Than I ate lunch with a friend and than we set out to get some work done. We had to play guitar. Nothing is better than a long guitar brake with a friend. After the fun was over I returned to my room. I had a lot of chemistry homework to do. I spent a few hours on that before going to my economics study session. When I finally made it back to my dorm I finished my first draft to the analogy paper. I still have more chemistry, calculus, and economics. What a long day. I can’t believe it’s only Tuesday. Where is the weekend!

10/5

Tomorrow I do not have to wake up until ten thirty. I am very excited. My friends and I walked down to Beaver Stadium to see all the people camping out for the big game on Saturday. I thought there would be around ten tents filled with a few nut jobs, well I was wrong. The cement area in front of the gates was completely filled with camping equipment. There must have been over one hundred tents. People were everywhere. They were sitting in circles, doing homework, and just hanging out. I didn’t know how bad people wanted to have good seats for this game. I plan on going to the game fifteen minutes before it starts. Personally, I’d rather have bad seats and not sit in a line for four days, but that’s just me. After our little walk I rode around campus on my skateboard. It was awesome!

10/6

I have a really bad head ache right now, so I think I am going to go to sleep. I had to do a lot of walking and homework today, which made my day rather boring. I love sleeping and I can’t wait to crawl into bed. When I wake up I’ll have to finish my homework, but I’ll probably get a meatball sub before I do that. Tonight will probably be boring because all of my friends have stuff to do. Maybe I’ll call around and talk to some high school friends. I miss my friends, but I’m having fun and I’m sure they are, too. I’m going home for the first time next weekend. I don’t really want to leave State College, but I’m excited to see my friends.

10/9

My friend Laura is running along a path in between the canal and the Delaware River. It’s a cold day in early spring; however the sun is shinning bright on the brand new day. Little children rapped up in coats and gloves pass her as they hold their mother’s hand. Everyone seems happy that winter is ending and she can tell they can’t wait for the days when they can go outside without their heavy coats. Laura is still running fast. She is trying to stay in shape even though cross county season is over. She notices that animals keep looking at her. Dogs stop and stare at her even after their masters have pulled on their leashes with all their might. Fish keep jumping out of the water when she comes near. She turns around to see a squirrel chasing her down the dirt path. She runs faster thinking she is in danger. Before she can do anything she sees a ground hog right behind the squirrel. Ducks join in on the fun and so do some chipmunks. They never come too close to her. If she slows down so do they. If she speeds up so do they. Laura isn’t worried anymore, but more amazed by the events. After awhile a small heard of animals are behind her. There are deer, rabbits, snakes, insects, turkeys, foxes; even birds are flying above her. Laura looks down at the river and sees all kinds of fish swimming next to her. People look at her in horror and think she is some kind of freak. They cover their kid’s eyes and turn away in utter disgust. Laura doesn’t care because she enjoys the animal’s company. After about an hour of this, Laura reaches the bridge that leads to the parking lot where her car rests. She feels sad having to depart from the animals, but she knows she must go back into her world. Laura steps onto the bridge and waves good bye to her new friends they all smile and scurry off into different directions. Laura gets into her car and starts to drive to her house. She says to herself, “I really like this new shampoo.”

Causal Argument I - This causal argument deals with cigarettes causing cancer. It explains why cigarettes cause cancer and the dangerous of smoking. The audience for this argument would probably consist of people who smoke, people who are thinking about smoking, and people who know smokers. Basically the article explains all the different cancers one can gain from smoking and all the different ways these cancers will kill them.

Causal Argument II - Here is another causal argument. In this picture Will Farrell is doing a cannon ball in his pool. His cannon ball will cause all the guests at the party to get wet. The impact of his body on the water will send the water flying out of the pool coating everyone and everything in water. The people will grow angry and might leave the party.

MegSmith Causal Argument

Thesis: Many factors can cause a young person to become depressed.

Reasons: They include: dramatic, life changing events in one's life (usually negative,) previous traumatic experiences that cause a lot of pain and anguish as they become older, stressful situations, mental or physical changes, medical conditions, drug or alcohol abuse, and family genetics

Counter Argument: Mental Illness can also cause depression

10/13

Whoever thought it would be a good idea to make skateboarding illegal on campus is a terrible person. I spent a good portion of my night last night running from a cop because she wanted to steal my board. I can’t afford to buy a new one hundred dollar board and even if I could it’s the fact of the matter: they wanted to steal my board for no reason. I was not going to let that happen. Apparently skateboarding down a hill is dangerous to society, even though biking, walking, rollerblading, driving, and running are legal. I ask what the difference is and no can answer me.

10/17

Certain insects that exist in colonies have special communication skills. In an ant colony all the working ants work individually, but all of there activates put together form a complicated structure that could not have been formed without careful planning. The way anything plans something is through communication, but how do ants communicate with each other? Scientists describe this phenomenon as stigmergy. Scientists are studying this because they hope to be able to learn how to create stigmery and use it to create artificial intelligence in robots.

10/18

In a sutra nothing exists, so when someone sees one they think of nothing. There minds go blank. All feelings are lost. The person feels no pain, happiness, or stress. It takes one to another place. When listening to a story or reading a book, one feels as if they are apart of the story. In there head they are living through the characters. When this occurs the person’s conscience is altered. They have gone from hearing or reading something to imagining something. When one imagines they minds conscience is transformed. When I look at the picture I imagine what the artist was trying to reveal. I see an Asian building that lies underneath heaven.

10/18

Music is good. It allows people to use their minds in a creative way, whether they are performing or just listening. Creating music is a great exercise of the mind and it is fun. Nothing feels better than expressing ones self in front of a huge audience or just jamming with some friends. Listening to music is awesome too. Music can be relaxing or it can help someone get over a certain emotional pain. That is what is so great about music: people can relate to it so well. Almost everyone can relate to at least one song and it makes them feel good about themselves. Music can also help one escape their world and just forget about everything that is going on around them

10/19

Plagiarism is a big problem in schools all across America. Not only is it morally inappropriate, it is also illegal. Plagiarism occurs when a person claims someone else’s work as there own. It can be done by copying writing from books, encyclopedias, websites, and other kinds of sources. Even if a person quotes someone’s work and does not add were they got it from, it is considered plagiarism. Anything put into a paper that isn’t common knowledge is someone else’s idea and must be cited. If it is not cited than it was plagiarized and therefore illegal. This paragraph was not plagiarized because all of it was derived from the writer’s common knowledge. If caught plagiarizing at Penn State a person will fail the class or they can get kicked out of the school. The moral of the story is don’t plagiarize because a professor will catch you and fail you or even worse: kick you out of school.

10/20

Vheissu

The new Thrice album entitled Vheissu is good. It is 11 songs of pure goodness. Thrice built every song with a complex structure, using guitars, melodic voices, pianos, drums, and cut throat screams to create nothing short of genius. The lyrics have a breath taking poetic ring and even the cover art gives off a creepy glow. The entire C-D contains a theme that makes the listener feel like they are trapped on a ship that is traveling across an endless sea. When Thrice created this album they made no mistake; stumbling on no errors. Thrice is one of the few bands today that continues to push the envelope in every direction and stops nothing short of pure sincerity. They have a promising future ahead of them.

10/23

I’m kind of mad because it rained all weekend and the last weekend I spent in State College it rained all weekend, too. The worst part of it all is that it is so nice out today and I have to sit in my dorm all day and do a lot of work. I walked all the way to Atherton St. on Friday night in the rain only to go to the worst party I’ve ever been to. It was a real bummer because we walked so far and got really wet. Yesterday when I had all day to do whatever I wanted I stayed in because it was pouring outside and all my friends went home for homecoming. When I opened the window this morning I was delighted to see the nice day, but very disappointed when I realized I had a full day of homework in front of me. Well what can I do? At least I have a place to sleep and I’m not starving to death.

10/24

Tomorrow the Misfits are playing at the local venue, here in State College, called the Crowbar. I couldn’t be anymore excited and more prepared. I have my ticket and concert boots all ready to go. Some say it’s a bad idea to go and the band really isn’t the Misfits anymore and there probably right. The only original member is the bass player and the singer who carried the band, Glenn Danzig, is no longer with them, but one must remember this is the Misfits are playing five days before Halloween. Any fan would know that this is epic. The good thing is that the drummer and guitarist were replaced with members from Black Flag, which is another awesome early eighties band. This concert is the first of many that I will be attending in a month’s time. I will also be seeing Thrice, Pennywise, Bad Religion, and Against Me! I am very excited for all these shows. Some are in Pittsburgh and one is even in Philadelphia. It’s going to be a good month for concerts.

10/25

This morning I awoke to the pleasant sound of a construction worker pounding the foundation of my building with a sledgehammer. I live on the ground floor, so the commotion charged through my room like locomotive. I looked at my clock and saw that it was only eight in the morning; I didn’t have to wake up for another two hours. With every set of sledgehammer hits, the rage inside of me grew. All of a sudden, the noise stopped. I was so excited that I couldn’t even fall back to sleep. Finally when I started to loose consciousness, a drill dug its way through the cement below. The machine bellowed so loudly that my entire building had to be awake. I wanted to go down there so badly and tell that man to stop working, but than I pictured the scene go down. I would walk down in my underwear and ask some huge construction worker, with a long, grizzly beard and a hard hat, to stop his work because I wanted to get a little extra sleep. He would laugh at me and say he was too busy trying to feed a family. After awhile, my alarm clock screamed at me to wake up. I threw on some random clothes and walked outside only to find the campus dowsed in snow.

10/27

Last night at one in morning I received a phone call from my best friend Torin. I could tell by his voice that he was very excited about something. Let my first tell you about my friend Torin. We use to jam together and play shows and stuff in high school. This kid is awesome at guitar. He went to college last year, but hated it, so he just sat and played guitar. He got even better; he decided to drop out and become a rock star. Torin started taking classes at the community college about music. Anyway so he calls me up all excited ready to tell me something. I assume he is going to tell me that he made good tips delivering pizza earlier in the day, but no, he tells me he’s going on tour. Apparently his friend, who is playing music with these kids in Los Vegas, wants Torin to come on tour with them because they need another guitarist. He is flying to Los Vegas to meet up with them tomorrow. He was kind of upset because he has to pay a lot of money to buy a hard guitar case and ship his amp; however, he can’t wait to go. Soon he will be traveling across America in a tour bus playing at real venues. This kid is the luckiest kid in the world. I think I already bogged about how he got picked to be in the new M. Night movie and how he fell two and a half stories and didn’t get hurt.

10/30

I had a fun Halloween weekend full of adventures, but now I am exhausted and I just want to go to sleep. I woke up at four and changed the clock to three; I love getting an extra hour. I got another Beatles CD. That was the excitement of my day. I really want to watch a Johnny Depp movie, but my friends want to get a scary movie because it is Halloween. I’m not a big fan of scary movies. I only like classic scary movies like Psycho and Halloween. I think they want to get Saw, which I know the ending to. I’m real tired. Maybe I will just go to sleep.

BLUTO360: So, does anyone have any interests on the topic of the final?

K2 Boarder1409: I thought childhood obesity was an easy topic to write about and its kind of interesting i dunno

BLUTO360: that could work... I hate fat people

K2 Boarder1409: lol nice

K2 Boarder1409: wat else?

BLUTO360: I was thinking the future of alternate fuel vehicles, but that sounds like more effort than saying kids should lose weight

K2 Boarder1409: lol

K2 Boarder1409: thats a good topic though

jdbabexoxo: yeah

jdbabexoxo: how are we going to devide the work

BLUTO360: which one? cars or fat kids?

BLUTO360: we could split it up like the causes, the risk, and the benefits

K2 Boarder1409: i think we all write separate paper

K2 Boarder1409: s

jdbabexoxo: i think both ideas are solid

BLUTO360: yeah, but what are we proving about alternate fuel vehicles

jdbabexoxo: they will be needed in the future

jdbabexoxo: they are better for the environment

BLUTO360: that topic might actually be alot easier to split up too

BLUTO360: each one of us just does a different alternate fuel

jdbabexoxo: do you think we can write a ten page paper on a fuel source

BLUTO360: well think you have an intro and conclusion, then you state the problem and why something needs to change, then you talk about the fuel source, how it's used, why it should be used, then pros and cons, and how it can be implemented

BLUTO360: I think you could get pretty close

BLUTO360: or just each have two fuel sources

K2 Boarder1409: ya

jdbabexoxo: yeah that would work

jdbabexoxo: or we can just show ten pages full of pictures of fat kids

K2 Boarder1409: ya... wat else is there though

BLUTO360: that's a good Idea

BLUTO360: what other fuel sources are there? ... is that what you're asking

K2 Boarder1409: other topics

BLUTO360: ... maybe why people shouldn't eat babies

BLUTO360: that's never good

jdbabexoxo: yeah thats a start

K2 Boarder1409: lol

BLUTO360: ... well on that note i'm think i'm going to go eat

K2 Boarder1409: lol good conversation

BLUTO360: yup... can't wait to post this one

jdbabexoxo: ok

10/31

Today is Halloween my favorite holiday of the year. It’s better than Easter, Christmas, Thanksgiving, Independence Day, and even Memorial Day. It’s the one day I can dress up in the most ridiculous clothing, get free food, and cause total mayhem with my friends and not get into trouble. Back in high school my friends and I would shoot fire works off, ring people’s doors and scream in their faces and then run away, we would start fights with old drunk people, and even get free candy. One time I wore no shirt because I was Danzig for Halloween. We knocked on this door and two really drunk ladies were giving out candy with their children. The one mom started feeling my chest and told me to come back when I was older. I never felt so violated, yet proud in my life. I wish I was trick or treating with my friends tonight. After we trick or treated we would go in my friend Jeff’s basement and play dancing pool for hours and eat candy.

11/1

My friend David C. Labold is a peculiar fellow. Imagine a young and tall man with hair down to his shoulders and an Abraham Lincoln beard. He normally wears scruffy clothes he found in his Salvation Army collection closet. Mostly obscure jackets and belt buckles from random places like China and the Worlds Fair. His family lives in a small one story white house and he lives in the attic. Dave sleeps to the beat of mice running across the roof and fans blowing the summer air. He has two artists for brothers. One is full with energy, humor, and life, while the other is a very bitter man who thinks everyone is out to get him. His personality is stranger than his fashion or home life, however. He has weird habits and strange goals. One day he just decided he was going to stop drinking soda. Not for health reasons or because he didn’t fancy the taste, he just thought it would be fun. Dave didn’t drink soda for about a year and then all of a sudden we were playing pool and he opened a soda can. We were all in shock. Dave just looked at us and said, “I just feel like drinking soda today.” He is one of the few guys I know that makes fun of every single one of his friends for pointless reasons and holds grudges against them for years, yet his friends still think he’s the nicest guy in the world. Dave will never live anyone’s mistakes down. He gets pure amusement from it and turns it into a huge joke. Dave’s claims are just so ridiculous that they are utterly hilarious. Dave, however, is always true to his word. He and our friend Sean made a bet over who would have a higher math grade. Dave knew Sean was a better mathematician, but made the bet anyway. At the end of the marking period Dave was found wearing a pink sweatshirt that said the word “sassy,” written in black marker. He wore the sweatshirt for an entire week. People thought he was weird and dirty; he didn’t care at all. When we were driving to Alaska, Dave stole our friend’s sunless tan cream and wrote the phrase “sex?” across his chest. When he took his shirt off we were all confused about what had happened to him. He was so amused by this jester. Dave is as funny as he is odd. The things that come out of his mouth are so ludicrous and genius that it is impossible not to laugh at his words and phrases. Dave is nothing short of a good, honest, and strange man. I will always look forward to seeing him no matter what.

11/2

I’m having trouble trying to figure out what topic I want to write about for my essay. My interests involve music, movies, and food, but all of these seem to juvenile and broad. I could use something about guitar as my topic, but I don’t think I know enough about the topic to write a paper on it. I really enjoy concerts; however, I can’t narrow down a topic that would be solid to write about. Maybe I will write my paper on how music effects teenagers in negative ways i.e. violence, drugs, suicide, etc. I think I have to think about my topic a little more before I can say what I want to do for this essay.

11/3

I think I’m going to write my final essay on Genocide. Not many people know that it is a huge problem in many third world countries. Many places like Sudan, Ethiopia, and Zimbabwe suffer from acts of genocide. People get their homes burned down, raped, and even murdered for practicing various religions and belonging to certain ethnic groups. Politicians do little to fix the problems and the media won’t bring the problems to the people’s attention due to high costs and danger for reporters. I think it will be feasible to write a solid ten page essay one this topic. I have found many good sources that have provided me with reliable information.

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11/6

On Friday my friends and I drove to Philadelphia to see the band Thrice in concert. We got to the show late due to the long ride from State College to Philly and missed the first band. The next band was annoying and they made me angry. After they played we pushed ourselves towards the stage on prepared for the utter chaos that was about to take place. After the guitars were tuned, the mics were checked, and the amps were turned on the lights went off. The anticipation pushed the crowd towards the stage. The band walked out and got right down to business. They began with a hard, fast anthem that made everyone scream at the top of their lungs. The huge mass of people moved back and forth as if it were one person. Thrice played a good mix of new and old songs. After the last song they thanked everyone for coming out and they walked off the stage. The crowd was screaming for one more song. Dustin, the vocalist and rhythm guitarist, came back onto the stage with an acoustic and began to play. When he was finished he picked up his electric and the rest of the band came out and they played one last song. Dustin’s brother came out and took over his guitar playing as Dustin jumped into the crowd. I would say it was a good show. I have now seen Thrice thrice times. This makes me happy.

11/7

I planned on doing homework last night, but my friend Greg sent me a new Against Me! song called Wagon Wheel. The song is made up of only an acoustic guitar and vocals. The song was originally written by Bob Dylan, but for a reason, unknown to me, it was never released. The Old Crow Medicine Show found the song and remade a different version with added lyrics. They put a twang ring to it by using banjos, a stand up bass, and violins. The chord progression is similar to the Beatles, “Let it Be,” however it is in a different key. Tom Gabel, Against Me!’s vocalist and guitar player, decided he was going to cover the song and put it out on a new V/A that was made to raise money for charity. I normally don’t enjoy covers because there is no art in playing someone else’s music; however, on a rare occasion it is possible to find a cover that was changed in different ways to take the song in a different direction. This is exactly what Against Me! did. They took a southern style twang song and recreated it with a simple acoustic guitar. The simplicity kind of dumbs it down; this makes it more enjoyable and gets the point across in a more soothing manor. I really enjoy this song and I am excited for whatever else Against Me! has to offer the world of music.

11/8

I just found out my friend Alex will be visiting me over Thanksgiving break. He is originally from my town, but he moved to Connecticut during high school. He now goes to college at Lehigh. I’ve been meaning to drive out there to see him, but I have been busy with work, concerts, and other obligations on weekends. I’m excited to see him because I haven’t seen him in awhile and I was worried I wouldn’t see him that much because he would visit his family over breaks. He’s going to stay at my house Tuesday and Wednesday. I’m real excited to see my other friends as well. I’m hoping my friend Torin will be done his tour by Thanksgiving, but he doesn’t really know when that will be over. My friend Dave is coming home and I don’t think he’s going back to Millersville because he hates it there. I’m really eager to see my friends and I hope they will all be around.

11/9

Today was awesome Wednesday. One may ask, what is awesome Wednesday all about? Well, it starts off not so awesome because I have to attend classes, sadly enough. Upon my arrival to my dorm, after all my classes, I take a long healthy nap. I can afford this because I have only one class on Thursdays, so I do all my homework then. When I awake, when ever that may be, I get some work done, and then it’s off to Roxy’s for a handsome load of luscious Buffalo wings. I normally get them to go so I can eat in the comforts of my own room; I feel weird eating messy foods around people I don’t know. After I scarf them down to the beat of some awesome songs I choose to listen to, I jump in the shower. Apparently in order to make and or keep friends one must stay hygienically sound. When my body is fully dried and clothed I skateboard down Bigler St. to my friend Nate’s dorm. From there we travel to my brother’s dorm, he has a T.V. About six months ago I quit watching T.V. Why did I do this? Well, I’ll tell you a few of the many reasons. Commercials piss me off more than almost anything: more than It’s a Small World After All, more than Greek life, more than Steelers and Eagles fans put together, even more than the fact that most Americans believe Jesus was white. Seriously, let’s look at the facts, now remember sun screen was invented awhile after the year 33. Jesus would have died of sun poising, way before the whole Judas ordeal. Anyway, commercials offend me in so many different ways that I could probably write a ten page paper on the subject (hm). What else pisses me off about T.V.? Reality T.V. Anyone who considers getting stranded on an Island, working with Donald Trump, given the chance to date a million air, prancing around sunny California with a lot of money, eating weird body parts, and celebrities working on a farm, reality, is obviously an idiot who has spent way to much time in Hollywood having their brains stripped with terrible ideas. Well, back to awesome Wednesdays. I give up not watchin T.V. for only one show. When I get to my Brother Eric’s dorm, we watch South Park. This is the funniest show ever made; I don’t care about other opinions because there wrong. Trey Parker and Matt Stone are pure geniuses and nothing short. This show is so offensively awesome. They make fun of topics, as well as, put up great arguments. I would, in a heart beat, vote for them to be president/vice president. After South Park, I travel back to East Halls to waste time before I fall asleep, which is what I’m doing right now.

11/10

I have been an official college student for about four months now. I haven’t noticed many changes in myself; however, I have found one. I have gained some weight. Back in high school I was on the swim team and I worked real hard to stay in shape. I had nine practices a week and averaged about 45,000 yards a week on top of dry land work outs. I would say I was pretty thin, but now since I just do homework, eat, hang out, and sleep; I get no exercise. One day when I was looking at my new gut, I decided I needed to change. I decided to go on a diet. Anyone who lives in the dorms knows that it is a difficult task to find good healthy food in the dining halls. Well, I have found good healthy food in the dining halls. I have found Fresh Express’s stir fry. Their stir fry is epicly amazing slash pure awesomeness. I go there, put what ever vegetables and fruit I want in a bowl, and then I tell them what kind of rice, meat, and sauce I want. They cook it all up right there and I receive my meal immediately. It’s awesome! I decided to invent my own diet. It’s called The Matt Nyquist Awesome Asian Diet. I eat Asian stir fry for almost all my meals. This week I have had 6 stir fries. The only flaw in this plan is that Fresh Express is closed on weekends. This is a big problem, so I just eat dining hall food on weekends and try to keep it healthy. I would suggest this diet to anyone who wants to be healthy and awesome at the same time.

11/13

I awoke abruptly on a couch in the hallway. My brother Eric was shaking me and telling me how he got two contact cases and that we needed to go to Indiana right away. I was at first startled, but once the information set in I was very confused. I looked at my cell phone; no one had called, but it was four in the morning. We walked out of the dorm and into the familiar frosty air. Eric walked very quickly; he seemed to be in a rush. Something was bothering him; I could tell. I had only a t-shirt on, thus my teeth began to chatter again. We got into our car and Eric started the engine. It took awhile to heat up, but as soon as it did we got moving. The car eventually pulled into my dorms parking lot and Eric found a spot. He told me to run in and grab the tickets and something to drink. I ran to my room and bashed through the door. I quickly grabbed a bag and emptied my dresser into it. I through whatever I grabbed in the bag, I grabbed the tickets, a gallon of apple cider, and all my blankets and pillows (I figured we’d be sleeping in the tent that was in the trunk, due to my brothers unplanned rampage). Ryan, my roommate, stopped me as I was leaving. He asked what in gods name was I doing. I told him I was heading to Indiana, but I was probably not going to reach my destination, so I explained how I wanted my funeral to be carried out, in specific detail (my planned funeral is a whole other story). I ran to the car, through all the stuff in the back, and we were off. It takes two hours to get to Indiana, Pennsylvania; however, we got there in an hour and fifteen minutes. Eric led me to his girlfriend’s apartment. The elevator was broken, so we had to walk up six flights of stairs. When we got to the door Eric banged on it. Britt answered the door. She looked exhausted; I think we woke her up. She lived in an apartment by herself. It was messy, but it was a nice place to live. She new I was tired, so she showed me the extra bed, and I fell asleep right away.

11/14

Eric and I were driving up route 51 north, towards Pittsburgh. We were driving the speed limit because we were looking for the Rostraver Ice Garden. We had never been anywhere near this place and were a little confused on where to find our destination. I couldn’t figure out why the venue was called the Ice Garden. The show was about to start and I was getting worried that we might get lost and miss the first couple of bands, which wouldn’t be a total disaster, but I always enjoy making fun of the first couple of sets. Then I saw it; in front of our car, on top of a hill a huge building and a lit up sign that read, “Bad Religion and Pennywise.” We knew we were in the right place. The car traveled up the drive and we parked in the grass field. We followed all the other kids to the door. I handed the man the tickets and we walked in. I looked out at the stage and the crowd of people in front of it. I could not believe what I saw. The concert was on an actual ice rink. The stage was behind where the hockey nets would stand and the crowd was standing on the ice. We walked into the crowd and sadly noticed that the ice had been covered up by an old carpet and duct tape. We had gotten there right when the first band was finished. I couldn’t believe they actually stole Disney’s idea and created punk rock on ice.

11/15

Yesterday I was studying for the big chemistry test on Wednesday. I didn’t know any of the material and was very sick of studying, so what did I do: I procrastinated. I talked to people online (even people I don’t even like), I watched funny movies on the internet, I made a website, and I even pierced my ear. I was looking at the piercing needles that had come in the mail. My friend has to wait till after Christmas to pierce his ear, so we were going to wait and pierce our ears together. I was so bored I decided to punch a hole through my ear anyway. I found one of my old earrings, which happened to be a 16 gage. I placed the earring in a cup of alcohol and I took the needle out of its sterile packaging. It was a 14 gagged needle which means that it was 1.6 mm thick. I placed the tip of the needle on the tip of my upper cartilage and I began to push it through my skin slowly. It hurt, so I pulled it out. This caused a lot of blood to start running down my ear. In a panic I shoved the needle up and through my ear. I didn’t hurt this time, but the needle through my ear and all the blood looked kind of funny. I went next door to show my friends Andy and Terry. Andy was in the room with his girlfriend, but I didn’t care. I showed him and the girl my bloody ear and they laughed. I went back in my room and put the earring in. What a successful study day.

11/16

I’m going to 010 Sparks in about an hour to fail my chemistry exam, but I’m not too worried about it because it’s Awesome Wednesday! As said before, the day is filled with minimal homework, cheap Buffalo wings, South Park, and a late night because I can sleep in tomorrow. Anyway that is not important right now; what is important is the mighty mustache contest. What is the mighty mustache contest you may ask? Well, my friends and I came up with a wonderful test of strength, agility, courage, and of course the inner beast inside us all. We decided we were going to find out who could grow the best mustache by Thanksgiving. Participators were allowed to start growing their mustaches when ever they felt it was necessary. I stopped shaving on Thursday. My friend Dave decided he wanted to win, so he didn’t even bring a razor to college. He hasn’t shaved since August, but I think I will still beat him. He grows thick hair all over his face, except for in the key spot: the mustache region. He only grows thin peach fuzz there. Greg another fierce competitor refuses to release when he stopped shaving. He has a baby face; I should have no trouble beating him. Alex is too much of a ladies man to keep a thick amount of hair on his pretty face. Curt dropped out of the contest and Torin decided to move to Los Vegas and go on tour, so I don’t think he’ll even come back to Newtown, but if he does I’ll still beat him. He may be one fourth Middle Eastern, but he doesn’t have the mustache growth power that I do. I will defeat my friends; I am convinced I will be victorious!

11/17

Then I saw it rise out of the sea. A huge white monster barreled towards me. Filled with fear, I tried to swim away, but I could no escape my fate; the whale swallowed me whole. I tumbled into the creature’s stomach and I felt almost lucky to be alive. I couldn’t see anything, so I felt around. Everything was sticky and the air smelled terrible. I felt the huge bone above me; my new ship was led by a crooked mast. The whale began to swim faster, with more aggression. I was tossed over; I thought to myself this breath could be my last. The monster slowed down, but I could tell he was swimming deeper and deeper. I felt so trapped, falling and falling miles below the sea. Everything was quiet and felt so cold. The darkness was too much; I almost exploded in agony. I don’t know how long I was down there. It felt like days, but could have been an hour. Then in an instant the whale began to swim faster and faster. I was thrown again and I fell to my knees. I tried to grab something as fast as I could in order to hold on. I found nothing. I remand on my knees and prayed; the ribs were the frame to my cathedral. I crossed my heart and held fast and hoped. I didn’t know what direction we were traveling. After what felt like an hour of tumbling across the sea, I heard a noise. The most beautiful noise I had heard in years; the monster blew out air from his blow hole. We were at the surface. In a burst of joy and energy, I climbed my way to where I thought I came in. A hole opened as water rushed in. I climbed up through the esophagus towards the mouth. I felt teeth and I pounded on every wall around me. The creature opened its mouth and I escaped before it bit my legs off. I swam to the surface and took a breath of the fresh air.

A story to the song Hold Fast Hope

11/20

I love string cheese. It’s one of those foods that I use to eat every day for lunch in elementary school and I would never get tired of it. If it’s in my refrigerator I will just sit and eat it until it’s all gone. Last weekend when I went to Indiana I sat in the living room, ate string cheese, and watched Risky Business all by myself. Britt told me not to eat her food, but I had to because string cheese is just too good to let it sit anywhere that’s not belly. Some people may say that a Saturday spent alone is a waste of time, but I was not alone; I had my dear friend string cheese by my side. There are rumors that there is string cheese somewhere in the Redifer Commons, but I have yet to find it. When I do find it, I’m going to purchase it in mass quantities and I’m going to eat on my way back to my dorm. When I get back to my dorm, I’m going to eat the rest of it. What a feast that will be. I think for Thanksgiving, I’m going to eat string cheese as the main course.

11/27

I went back to Newtown for Thanksgiving and it was a good time. I got to hang out with my family and my high school friends. Everyone seemed like they were doing okay. My friend Torin came back from Los Vegas, which was unexpected. He is doing well, but he doesn’t know when he is going back. I told everyone that he was living in a pool house in Los Vegas, so he could play with his new band, but I told him to tell everyone that I made it all up. I use to make up crazy rumors in high school just to piss people off, so everyone believed Torin and they were all pissed off at me. We got a kick out of it. I got to hang out with my other friend Lauren too. She lives in Maine now, but she drove back to see everyone. All though Newtown is the most boring place in the world, the long weekend was a good time.

11/28

Tomorrow is Tuesday November 29th. To most people this day is just another Tuesday in a busy work week, but not for me. I am seeing Against Me! tomorrow. I have been waiting for this show since August and I have to say, I am very excited. My brother and I are driving to Pittsburgh after classes. From a scholastic standpoint I probably shouldn’t go to this show, due to finals approaching and the vast amounts of homework that are piling on my desk, but I don’t really care. There is no better live band then Against Me! They still play small venues, which allows for more intimate shows and makes the crowd feel like they are apart of what is going on. When ever I see them, I am right up front and there is no barricade or bouncer blocking my view. I have never seen them in Pittsburgh, nor have I been to this venue. I normally see them in Philly. If this show is half as good as the ones in Philly it will be awesome; I can’t wait.

12/1 pt. I

This week has been filled with the pleasures of studying. Working on my ten page paper about genocide has been as thrilling as a roller coaster ride. The chemistry homework that has been building on my desk, as well as the stress of having to get a high C on the final, has been breath taking. Fitting in calculus, economics, and my engineering research paper have been a fine compliment to the mix. Watching my head in the mirror turn red and grow into phenomenal sizes has become more entertaining then television. What glory comes with the last few weeks before finals, it is just so amazing. These are true adventures that I go through every single day. If you can tell by my sarcasm, I can’t wait for winter break. It’s almost a month filled with nothing, but sleep, Christmas, New Years, and a bunch of my high school friends. What more could and eighteen year old, like myself, ask for? But until then I will be furiously working under the gun in my warm dorm room. What fun it will be!

12/1 pt. II

Well I was bored and I couldn’t concentrate on my paper, so I pierced my ear again. This was probably a bad idea because there is blood on everything I own and now my ear looks kind of stupid, but I guess I did waste a lot of precious time and I had fun in the process. In my book that makes it all worth it. Now I have a hoop and a barbell hanging out of my left ear’s cartilage. I should probably shower to get all the blood out of my ear and hair, but I have to much work to do. Speaking of whales last night’s South Park episode was hilarious. I would recommend everyone to stop what they are doing tonight and watch the rerun because they always air the new episode the next night. Well I better get back to my paper.

12/4

I am so tired...

12/5

If I was utterly awesome at guitar I would play all day and all night. I would probably never sleep and I doubt my roommate would either. I would go out and buy a brand new Martin, which the finest acoustic guitar made today. I wouldn’t play in the court yard like the pretentious guitar phonies do on this campus because I wouldn’t use it as a tool to meet a young girl’s fancy. I would play for my satisfaction only. I would master other string instruments as well, like the banjo and ukulele. I know some good banjo players and they know how to play some sick songs. I wouldn’t concentrate on learning other people’s music, as I would create my own pieces. I would prefer to consider myself an artist rather than a blood sucking copy cat. I may use my talents as an occupation and drop out of college, writing and performing music for different audiences. It wouldn’t be for the pay though, just to put bread on the table. Money wouldn’t matter as long as I was alive and enjoying what I was playing and the company I would keep. If only I was good at guitar.

12/6

I finally saw Against Me! and it was, as I expected, a night full of sweat, screaming, and pure joy. I had never been to a show in Pittsburgh and I was curious about what it would be like. We got to the venue right on time, in order to get in right when the doors opened. We walked into the hall and to my excitement there was no barricade and no mucho, control freak security guards, so far so good. There was one difference; however, from the Philadelphia venues. There was seating; it looked just like a movie theater. I was worried at first. What if everyone just sat down and watched? That would be so boring! We sat in the front row and watched the diverse crowed gather in the room. The first band took the stage and everyone stood up. They started to walk into the region betwwen the stage and the seats, so we followed them. I darted around people, so I could be right up front. I got a spot right against the stage and in front of the left side mic stand. I did this on purpose because I know that Tom Gabel the lead singer, guitarist, and front man uses that side of the stage. The first band was comprised of mostly women. They were nothing special, but they were entertaining, so I didn’t mind. The next band was Smoke and Fire. I’ve seen them before; there pretty sweet. The following band was too weird for words, so I’m going to leave them out of this story. After they got off, Against Me! started to get their equipment ready. Tom’s small, old combo fender amp was miced to the pa, the guitars were tuned, the drums and vocal mics were checked, and the beer was strategically placed on the amps. They left the stage and disappeared. Anticipation began to rip my guts into pieces; I couldn’t wait. Finally Tom climbed up on stage and I noticed he was holding a cake. The rest of the band climbed up too. They all had boxes of cup cakes. Tom spoke into the mic explaining that they felt bad for canceling the September show, so they brought cake. They distributed it all out. The bass player gave me a cup cake and my brother Eric got a piece of cake. Eric wiped the white frosting on Tom’s crotch and I ate my cup cake. The band grabbed their instruments and exchanged looks. The eagerness that filled the crowed was beginning to show. Tom hit a chord to make sure he was plugged in and the entire crowd pushed forward. I was pressed so hard into the stage, but it was expected and I didn’t care. They blasted into song and the crowed, as a chorus of one, shouted the words right back at the band. It felt so good to be back at an awesome show. I could really feel it because I was so close to everything. The sound pierced through my ears and the crowed became a wave of people, angrily moving in the same direction. It was an awesome set; they played a good amount of solid songs and I left with a good feeling.

12/7

Last night my friend Jess came to State College. She lives in Pittsburgh, but came up because her boy friend was seeing Dave Matthew’s Band. It was nice seeing her in the middle of the week. I enjoyed hanging out with an old friend a lot more than studying for chemistry. We didn’t really do that much. We just sat in my dorm and caught up with each other. Then some other kids that go here who went to my high school came over. It was weird hanging out with Council Rock students in college, but it was fun. We ordered pizza and annoyed my roommate who was trying to study. I would say it was a pretty solid Tuesday night in State College.

12/8

This may not sound believable, but I will stake my life on it that it’s real. My roommate thinks he is a samurai from ancient Japan. He has this crazy samurai robe that he wears all the time. It is black with red lining. He has various weapons around the room that make me feel semi-threatened. He sleeps with ninja stars under his pillow. He has a bow under his bed with a full quill of arrows along with his bisento. Sometimes I will walk in the room and find arrows logged into the door. His tanto is always securely kept to his belt, always ready for soppuku. He of course has his most prized possession, which is his sword. He practices with it for at least five hours a day in the court yard, preparing for battle. No one on our floor talked to him after the shower incident. He keeps to himself, spending most of his time outside listening to butterflies or exercising his sweet samurai moves. I always wonder where he goes at night when everyone is out having fun. Sometimes I will find him putting on his all black robes and masks, loading up some weapons, and then he just jumps out the window. When he comes back he is always quick to clean his blades. At night when I’m sleeping I will find him sitting up in his bed starring out the window and as the sun rises he whispers words in another language. I find some of his habits weird, but I accept him for he is. My mother thinks I should switch roommates because she doesn’t think I’m safe; the truth is however, I feel a lot safer when I have a samurai around.

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12/12

Today was my last day of my freshman fall semester. I would have to day it is very bittersweet. I have almost a month to do nothing and just hangout; however, I have just ended a significant mile stone in my life. I’m not too worried about it though, no school for awhile. I’m not leaving State College until Friday because my brother isn’t finished until then. I have a few days to just hang loose and enjoy myself. My friend Nate is done to and his flight isn’t until Sunday, so we plan on having a swell time. When I do go back to the Newtown I have some plans. I am going to sleep in my bed for about two days straight. Then I’m going to call some of my friends and we’re going to play music for a few more days. After that it will be Christmas, so I’ll probably do some family stuff. Then I’m going to go skiing for awhile. Then I’ll go hunting for caribou and lions.