The High Side Of Low Expectations...

Today, is Fat Tuesday. I’m not really sure what this entails, but tomorrow seems to be Ash Wednesday. I know this means that Catholics put ash on their foreheads for a day. I’m not sure where Mardi Gras falls into this picture, but for the past couple of days people here have been accumulating beads and alchohol. It didn’t really dawn on me why this was going on. We live in Arizona. I mean … wtf....

Reflection...

I thought some more about why I hate college. I still hate it for all of the reasons listed in the previous post, but I thought up some other stuff that makes sense. I am ill prepared for real life. I can’t focus. I don’t ever finish anything I start. And I have no organization skills, so I keep getting blindsided by stuff. I tried keeping this little tiny notebook with a todo list in it with me, but I keep...

Newsflash...

I think I hate college. I don’t know what I am doing here. I’m clearly out of place. I’m just not cut out for this. It wreaks of the same grade mongering, group working, covert cheating, dishonest, lying, screwing the other guy bullshit of high school. Not to mention everyone is stupid. Nobody wants to talk about anything deeper than Sportscenter, and can’t get past the simple stereotypes of popularity....

Goals...

This post is for me, no one else. So if you were expecting something light hearted or entertaining, sorry. Since I lose everything, I decided to put these somewhere they can’t get lost. 6 Month Goals Ace Second Semester. All A’s. Down the line. Focus all energy towards making school my bitch, and therefore alleviating the stress it causes. Consider Pursuing a Major in Communications, something I am (Somewhat...

Loser Parties...

As I write this, their is a party going on at my house. Unfortunately, it has all the the same horrible parts of all the parties I went to in high school. It’s most likely because a lot of the people here are still in high school. It’s obnoxious. The obnoxious jock high school boy is even more prevalent here than back in Jersey. Apparently people were going to fight in outside our house. That’s lame. The...

The Nature Of Paranoia...

I’ve been living alone in a house the past couple of days. Both of my roomates decided it’d be a good time for a vacation. I managed to feed the dog, lock the doors, teach the dog ‘paw’, and keep the lights off. So when I was sitting at my computer last night and heard two doorbell rings at 1:30 in the morning, I was a little nervous. I get up from my computer, open my big airplane tool box and...

Break is Awesome....

Brief Synopsis of yesterday: Get up at 10. Fly Small Planes. Eat lunch at In’N'Out Burger. Fly large, fast planes the rest of the day. As night falls, start playing with a potato gun, with an electrical ignition. After it gets totally dark, find a parking lot, fly more. Living on your own is amazing. Joshua Ziering

To The Blond Who Found Solace On My Fouton...

I’m going to write a book about my life. It may be a collection of poems though. We’ll see. I got inspired, and decided to write a poem about last night. It wasn’t even mine yet. The folded, faded cushion hastily called a mattress. This pastry of a bed was frosted with my month old sheets and caseless pillow. On top of it all a blown out blonde candle. She laid there like a parakeet among the pigeons, just...

Rap Songs...

Ok, I don’t understand it. Here in Phoenix, we have KISS 104.7. It’s a top 40′s station equivalent to Z100 in New York. They play a lot of rap songs and recently, for some reason, I’ve been listening. I’ve noticed at the begining of rap songs rappers identify themselves. I am noticing more and more frequently that their is an increased amount of collaboration between rappers. So in the beginning...

C’ous De Gras...

Take that Shika. Whore. Joshua Ziering