Friday, August 20, 2010

Finally...... after months of changes and waiting.



I'm almost there, after being tricked...... taken back and forth (like the operator please song) from the University of Wisconsin- Madison, Wisconsin- River Falls, Wisconsin Whitewater, Wisconsin-Platteville, Wisconsin-Parkside, Wisconsin-Eau Claire, Wisconsin-Stout, Wisconsin-Oshkosh, or Wisconsin-Superioir.

The final tolls are in, and I must wait for the ac
ceptance letter from.... tadaaa WISCONSIN UNVIERSITY OF WHITEWATER.... yeahhh the second best option after Madison (which was not part of the agreement between my home school and the Wisconsin College system).

¡I present to you the WHITEWATER HAWK!

¡and the Whitewater GYM!

Saturday, August 14, 2010

it ends once again....



I gave my self a long vacation from my blog, because things have been getting "intense" in my life. First of all, I have been sloppy, and procrastinating with my dissertation(chan chan chan), I'm not planning on changing my protocol on title, but I have been quite lazy and I haven't written any of the three chapters.

But hell thats another story. I solemnly swear I'm going to start writing this week. And I'll be updating on my subject.

Intense people shouldn't have social online networks (Twitter, Facebook, etc.) for everyones' sake. See the thing begins when someone wants to stalk another person, and starts adding friends friends, and stalking pictures, and the worse part of all: interpreting things on those pictures, statuses, relationships, etc. It's quite sick for the intense person, and for the people around him or her.


Just yesterday, on once again an all night drinking frenzy a couple of friends and I came to serious conclusions about certain types of peoples attitude. We were extremely judgmental towards people who fake and don't say how they feel. We understand that you can't always be a cynic, like at work, or when you're 40, but what if your 20 and you can't even tell someone off because you don't want people (a person whom you don't depend or need anything from) to hate you. It's better to "be liked" and keep your thoughts to yourself?? Grow some balls please, for your own good.


It became totally pathetic, when a friend told us a tale, of a guy telling him: "we also wish XX person has a bad time in her personal life, but we don't say it, we just think it" Why not say it!!! Screw it right??? I don't understand the satisfaction in keeping things inside, but I get the satisfaction in being cynical.