the clog

Well, it's been a hectic, what, two weeks? Thereabouts? And a lot has happened. I won't apologize for not updating in such a long time. What are you anyway, my mom? But truth be told, I do feel a little bit guilty. It's not like I have a moral obligation to write these things but I feel guilty not writing this earlier anyway. Kinda weird. Anyhoo, before I digress any further, let me tell you what has happened to me in the past two weeks: I suppose the first significant thing to happen to me was that I contracted bronchitis. Not a pretty sight. You can't really score points with ladies (or anyone for that matter) when you have your lungs full of snot (or something remarkably similar). I never thought that breathing could hurt so much. To make matters worse I had a big presentation coming up that I had to prepare for. Good thing I had teammates. Or at least that would be something I WISH I could say. What did they do? Oh, nothing big...actually they did nothing. Nada, zip, zilch, the big zero. They were supposed to prepare the questions and the report based on the presentation slides that I prepared and you know what they said? They said: "We're not sure what parts to include".... Or something to that effect. It's very hard to listen to anybody when you can't bear to listen to them. Oh, I need to explain that too...when I was finally almost over my bout of bronchitis I was hit by multiple migraine attacks. That meant that during the migraine attack I could not look at light, listen to loud noises or even eat (since I didn't feel like up chucking everything). Anyway, my groupmates (henceforth to be referred to "those clowns" or "those idiots") decided to pull this stunt during my migraine bouts. So how did it turn out? Okay, imagine a drowning man trying to keep afloat (that would be me). He would, obviously, try get anything to get him to float. So he grabs two pieces of wood (at least they looked dependable). But it turns out that these floatation devices...what the hell am I telling this long analogy for anyway? The point that I'm trying to make is that I was gypped and ended up doing all the work in the group (I did the presentation slides, the questions, even the report) and those idiots did nothing. Fortunately, I pulled the whole thing off. I really don't want to toot my own horn or anything, but the presentation was quite brilliant. I almost died after the presentation (I went and did it even though I was sick...I felt like I wanted to throw up the whole time), but it was almost worth it knowing that I weathered this set of problems. The accomplishment! A real morale boost I tell ya. I didn't even feel like kicking those idiots' asses (plural of ass) all the way to kingdom come (which they earned). I was on an emotional high. Then I realized that the storm has still not weathered...I have two midterms that I still have to take (I missed them because of my sicknesses (is that spelt right?)). So this weekend is going to be long. I hate it already. That almost brings us up to speed with what (important events) that have transpired over the course of the week (well, week plus). All that I have to talk about is: THE BREAK IN (almost makes you feel like there should be dramatic music). Unfortunately, I can't really be bothered to talk about it right now. Next post. Probably. Right now I want to get back to reading "Monster" by Urasawa Naoki. The man's a freaking genius. For those of you who have never heard of Urasawa, he's a mangaka (comic artist) who is...well...a freaking genius. He was behind such hits as "Yawara", "Happy", "Monster" and "20th Century Boys". His plots have the complexity and sheer emotion to stand toe to toe with any classic masterpiece. Seriously. If you've never read any of his stuff (and have a pretty fast connection) you can go get some of his stuff at www.mangascreener.com. You'd hafta use a bitorrent client though. Now go! Enlighten yourself and have a good read to boot.