myspace survey

Hi, my name is…
Rob

Never in my life have I been so:
Drunk

The one person who can drive me nuts is:
pretty much anyone

High school:
fucking stupid and done

When I’m nervous:
I try not to let it show, but I’m not very self aware so I’m sure ppl see it.

If I were to get married right now my Brides Maids would be:
n/a

My hair is:
stupid.

When I was 5:
it was 1993

Last Christmas:
I didn’t get shit.

I should be:
saving my money and working out.

When I look down I see:
the floor.

The happiest recent event was:
any of the drunken nights in the past month.

If I were a character on ‘Friends’ I’d be:
Ross or chandler

By this time next year:
I will be done with college

I have a hard time understanding:
biology

There’s this girl I know that:
is pretty cool.

You know I like you when:
I look at you without you knowing

If I won an award, the first person I would tell would be:
who ever was near me

Take my advice:
I suck at giving advice.

The thing I want to buy:
a laptop

If you visited the place I was born:
You’d be in South El Monte

I plan to visit:
London.

If you spent the night at my house:
you’d better be wasted enough for me to be sympathetic to your needs.

Most recent thing I’ve bought myself:
Hair stuff. ShortSexyHair: RockedOut

Most recent thing someone else bought me:
food ha.

My middle name:

J.
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In the morning I:
cry that it’s morning and I have to get up

Last night I was:
playing king’s cup

There’s this guy I know who:
Who’s a total dick.

A better name for me would be:
Jerk.

Tomorrow I am:
Starting summer session 2

My birthday is:
next month

A-Z

A- Are you an ADULT?
yes.

B- What size is your BED?
twin

C- How many CREDIT CARDS do you have?
3

D- Last time you DANCED?
n/a

E- Have you voted in an ELECTION?
yes

F- How are you FEELING today?
I was a little worn out this morning from last night, but other than that i’m fine.

G- What is one of your GOALS?
I don’t have goals.

H- Longest job you’ve HELD?
l year. 2 months.

I- Biggest body INSECURITY?
hair. I’m serious.

J- Are you JEALOUS of anyone?
not really

K- Who did you last KISS?
n/a

L- Who is your LOUDEST friend?
jenny

M- How much MONEY do you have on you right now?
a few cents

N- Are you NAUGHTY or NICE?
more nice than anything.

O- Most expensive thing you OWN?
My car. $13,000.

P- Do you have any PETS?
2 cats

Q- Have you ever QUIT a job or team?
Hahahaha. I’m like the king of quitting.

R- What vegetable do you REFUSE to eat?
pretty much all of them.

S- How do you like your STEAK cooked?
well d0ne

T- Are your TOES painted?
no

U- Whats UNDER your bed?
n/a

V- How did you celebrate last VALENTINES day?
I dropped my sister off at a show.

W- Have you caused a car WRECK?
acording to the insurance company, I was partially responsible.

X- Ever go to XXX websites?
duh. who hasn’t

Y- Most exciting thing to happen this YEAR?
turning 21

Z- Know anyone with the name Zach?
no

Ok guy, I know you are

gay. I know it. I do. You can say how much you love M****** and E***** and how hot they are and how you love her tits, but no. You are gay. Talking about fashion the way you were, your rock and republic jeans and your love of disney add up to one thing. I know you are. and i fucking think you’re hot and that night you were over i totally just wanted to grab and have my way with you. Provided you consented of course. But anyway. I know you are. And hopefully it’s just a matter of time.

To the annoying lady in my class

I hate people who try to sound smart when answering questions by giving long explanations that are actually just repetitive rather than substantive, and when asking questions on the most obvious and trivial topics that most people already understand. They don’t realize the social cues that others send out or how stupid and annoying they are, which is ironic because it is a sociology class. I especially hate when they answer a question they are fairly certain they know and have a “duh” tone in their voice as if everyone should (and probably does) know. they also sometimes sound like no one else but them knows. I especially love it when they are wrong in this case. Oh, and taking 2 classes a quarter and saying it’s because you want to see your daughter is crap. School is not that hard. Well for me at least. and taking 3 per quarter is at least full time. You know you just can’t handle more than that. And do you ever not talk? Like ever? Oh, and one more thing, never talk to me again. Ever. Especially in an elevator. I don’t care how much you couldn’t study because of your daughter’s birthday. I hate kids. I really do.

Post from my other blog

What am i doing on _____? I have no artistic ability whatsoever, nor do i possess the ability to reblog or post artsy pictures that other people have taken but that i appreciate and draw inspiration from and reflect onto my own work. All I can do is analyze (in non-sociological terms: judge, criticize and mock) other people’s tumblrs. After all, as my professor helped me and the entire class to realize, sociology majors become sociology majors because they are social critics. Once he said that, I knew I made the right choice in 2008 by switching my major from political science (i hate politics. I don’t know what I was thinking. especially with the election that took place recently, well in November, I would have gone crazy) to sociology. I thank Eileen Ie for this. She was the one who turned me on to sociology, and human sexuality, when she told the class that “sociology says no one is unique.” Everything we are is a compilation of everything and everyone else we have ever experienced. “The only truly unique individuals are those who grow up with out human contact.” A.K.A a wild child. (caution, this will break your heart. As a psychology minor this becomes a big deal because it taught us so much about speech, social and cognitive development and how crucial it is during the early years.) And I know I’m not the first to say this, because my professor told me, and I’m sure there are some people out there who have said this thinking they were geniuses or something. They probably thought they were so unique, ground breaking and creative for doing so as well. Yeah, see, there I go again, “analyzing”. This gets me into trouble too. People tend to not like me since I take a realist point of view on things. This just may well explain why I lack friends. My whole life I was never interesting. In high school especially this became evident. I noticed that since I never talked about the latest gossip, most people could care less about me. And since what I wanted to talk about was not the norm for teenagers, people tended to avoid me and not tell me the gossip they knew, which, since as I stated was all they talked about, left me out of the loop and unable to even fake it. This also explains why 3 years after graduating I talk to only one person from high school, superficially. and any other friendships I posses from high school are electronic and work best that way. I wish I had money; I could buy a place of my own, outside of the US. I have a feeling people aren’t so stupid in other countries. UK, here I come.

Shopping addiction?

I really think i have one. Whenever I have money in my posession, I have a need to spend and justify it in my own mind. and i hide most of what i buy. although, i’ve always hid what i bought from my mom since she freaks out over any money i spend even when I’m doing well. but still. it really sucks too.

So here’s that paper i told you about

the Bug chasers. i got a 97 on it. it seems undeserved for some reason, but maybe i’m a better writer than i think i am. I know there are a few errors, but i honestly don’t feel like editing them. I already got a grade on it.  Oh, and keep and mind I did this at 11PM the night before it was due.  Oh, and i just realized that there’s like a smiley in there. I guess the wordpress automatically made that when i was citing the sources in the text. Well here it is:

Come on Universe

keep up this trend on not shitting on me. Here’s what I mean:

- I got a job, it’s a sucky ass one, but it’s still money. the people i work with make it semi worth it. (they’re all great, but the job is that horrible.)

- I got financial aid for summer, so graduating close to on time is becoming a possibility.

- i got an extra $750 from financial aid that’s owed to me for the 2008/2009 school year. so instead of waiting for it to come with my summer refund of $25, i got it right away.

- in my soc 436 class, i didn’t attend for 5 weeks, so i got to sleep in longer, and i aced the test w/o even once touching the book or looking at the online notes.

- i got a 97 on my paper that i started at 11pm the night before. And I got an A- in the class, and there were no tests at all so I just had to show up to class to earn my grade.

- I got a B on the final for which I didn’t study in my theory class, full credit for only doing 2/5 briefs that I was supposed to, and a B for the entire class.

- I got a B on the other final I didn’t study for, and full credit for the other assignments, and my final grade, after adding the extra points for attendance, is an A- instead of a B+.

- I got a good sign and real hope this morning about getting my old job back.

- I bought some shirts the other day and tomorrow I’m going to get a price adjustment and get some money back.

- I just had a western bacon cheeseburger from carl’s jr and it was good.

- the double fudge brownie ice cream we have is good.

- I don’t close tomorrow at work.

i don’t believe it leave it leave it

no way that guy isn’t gay. no fucking way. i know he is. strip clubs, mexico, uncles. no effing way. 7’s, vests, too cheap. sounds familiar. except for the mexico, 7’s and vests. but i’m sure of it. expecially since he reminds a certain person of someone else who i know is.

From last night

I was supposed to do my briefs but, you know. And I’m not good at separating paragraphs.

Ok well this isn’t really going to work. I have no fucking motivation or any fucking desire at all to write these fucking briefs. And plus I really just don’t want to do them at all. I cannot stand to write anymore. Granted I know that the writing this quarter has been pretty minimum, but the fact that I hate this class is, I think, what makes this small amount of writing seem like such a fucking chore that I am dreading the fullest. I have no idea what the hell is going on in the class and I really don’t understand any of the concepts that the professor went over in any of the lectures throughout the entire quarter. I really don’t and it sucks. Although I suspect that he knows many others in the class have no idea what the hell he’s talking about which is why he made the test open note and book. Because honestly, I haven’t a fucking clue what the hell is going on. It’s because it’s all abstract, there are no concrete topics I have to remember, its concepts and theories that apply to life and that can be interpreted in different ways. It’s also really hard to test on these concepts since they are so abstract. You think you have a decent understanding of one of the theories or concepts, but then when tested, you become unsure because the choices seem like they can all work and it’s just a big fucking kick in the ass I need to get over and hopefully with no lower than a B-. Although I won’t be too disappointed with a C+ either. And anything above a B will just plain amaze me. Of course it’s super easy to write about how I hate this assignment. And really, while looking at the example posted online, it doesn’t even look that hard. It’s just an intro on how you feel about the work, a summary, critique and suggestion for further research. It should be really easy except in order to write the critique, which I believe is the most important part since the critique, I imagine, demonstrates whether or not you have grasped the concepts and theories in class well enough in order to apply and use them in a critique of the very theory you are reading about. I know what I just said makes no sense. But try reading a bunch of bullshit like that. I was actually supposed to read shit like that and write briefs on it. Fuck that. So instead I took the easy way out. I’m going to write about 5 different readings in the same book since it was the easiest to read. It really was. Hopefully I don’t lose too many points for that, but fuck it; as long as I make them really good, I think I’ll be ok. Well, I really can’t write them in my room. I need to be in an open space alone and in a more comfortable position than this one. I just popped my fingers and my cat jumped in his sleep. It was pretty funny stuff. And my job, ugh, fuck my job. How the hell can my manager start me off at such a low wage when I have so much experience? It makes no sense. And I really want my old job back so that I can hang out with my friend and all the people I’ve met through her. And if I do go back, it’ll be really easy since I’ll already know a lot of the people who work there, on both floors. And plus that one guy is pretty hot and I want to get to know him especially since my friend already knows him pretty well. And I know he’s gay, I can tell; which is really awesome. And plus that other guy is really cute and pure so it makes me want him even more. I just totally want to corrupt him and turn him gay. Or at least get him drunk or something. I’ll settle for that. It’s a little ridiculous. I guess that’s why people want to have sex with virgins; to corrupt them and turn them “evil”. But anyway. Hopefully I do get my old job back. It pays way better and it’s just plain better than my current job. The brands and everything. And plus I’d rather have my discount on that stuff than the stuff I have it on now. Fuck our merchandise. It sucks. Well, I really need to go and write these briefs before I’m up till 8 am again like I was for that paper I wrote last Wednesday. I need to look at it like this; once I finish these briefs, I’m pretty much done. Just a quick review of my notes tomorrow at school since it’s open notes and the other two finals I have on Thursday, although one isn’t even a real final since the professor posts notes online, takes questions directly from them and allows notes for the test, and then bam. I’m done. I’ll get drunk on Thursday night with Jackie, and have 6 days of no worries until the 24^th when I start summer school. FML.

I really

need to get drunk this weekend. and laid. fuck i need one or the other. preferably both.