Let me explain something to you. Um, I am not Mr. Lebowski. You're Mr. Lebowski. I'm the Dude. So that's what you call me. You know, that or uh, His Dudeness, or uh, Duder, or El Duderino if you're not into the whole brevity thing.

- The Dude (The Big Lebowski)

I'm working on putting something here...I'm just not sure what to talk about. Just give me awhile, I'm sure I'll think of something.

For you, to f*** is to penetrate. You're used to the more traditional definition - you inside some girl you do, jackhammering away, not noticing that bored look in her eyes.

- Alyssa Jones (Chasing Amy)


Slow day in my world, so I'll just amuse you kiddies with this...Ummm...Odd?...Story:


School librarian charged with throwing beer party for students

"An Albuquerque school librarian is on paid administrative leave after being arrested for giving students alcohol.

Police say 43-year-old Sara Drongensen, a librarian at West Mesa High School, threw a party for her 16-year-old daughter's birthday Friday and even bought a keg of beer for the occasion.

Students tell Eyewitness News 4 about 40 West Mesa teens were at the party. They say many took part in the alcohol, and at one point bullets were flying.

Police arrived to find one student passed out. The teenage girl was taken to a hospital for possible alcohol poisoning. There was no word on her condition.

Drongensen was arrested and charged with contributing to the delinquency of a minor. She was placed on administrative leave from West Mesa High.

Tuesday night, Eyewitness News 4 found Drongensen's landlord evicting her from her mobile home because of the party."

KOBTV.com


*Colin leaves PC*

*Drives to New Mexico*

*Joins the Drongensen family*


Oh, if you haven't noticed yet, I also changed the layout of the Blog. What do you guys think? I think it looks snazzy, and I've been DYING to figure out how to fit that Kill Bill picture over yonder...

*Points to top-left of screen*

...Into my Blog. I love it like I love Taffy...And I'm a man who loves his Taffy.

Ser deg senere,
Colin

Yeah, I mean aside from the cheating, we were a great couple. I mean that's what high school was about, algebra, bad lunch, and infidelity.

- Dante (Clerks)


...Three

Personality Traits

1) Tired
2) Friendly
3) Annoyed

Places I go to be alone

1) My car
2) My room
3) Student Center Cyber Cafe

Songs I currently like

1) "Darling Nikki" by The Foo Fighters
2) "Musicology" by Prince
3) "Bizarre Love Triangle" by New Order

Places I've worked before

1) Sparkle Market
2) Inner Circle Pizza
3) The MVR

People I admire

1) Lou Holtz
2) John McCain
3) Mick Foley

Brands of clothing I wear

1) Old Navy
2) Levi's
3) Adidas

Feelings I'm feeling

1) Alone
2) Tired
3) Confused

Schools I've attended

1) St. Dominic's
2) Cardinal Mooney
3) Pegmar Pre-School

Movies I've last watched

1) Old School
2) Jay & Silent Bob Strike Back
3) Kill Bill: Volume 2

Names of girls who've ditched me

1) Erica
2) Jamie
3) Andrea

Wishes I have for the future

1) Work as a Journalist
2) Get married
3) Have a family

Things I'm doing right now

1) Waiting for Comparative Politics to begin
2) Looking at the back of my hand
3) Updating my Blog


Zai jian,
Colin

"Friendship is one mind in two bodies."

- Mencius

Alright, first off, I want to talk about one of the coolest movies I've seen in a LONG time; Kill Bill: Volume 2. I got out to see it on Saturday, and it really was a heck of an experience. That's really what it is...It's not a Movie, it's an Experience. The odd thing about it, though, is how much different it really is than Volume 1. It's really like the first movie was there to hook you in as a viewer so you could be there for Volume 2. If you've seen Volume 1, you'd be aware that it was almost pure, 100%, action. From the opening scene to the Crazy 88s' fight to end the film, it was one of the bloodiest films I've ever seen in my life...

...Volume 2 wasn't. There were VERY few scenes I can remember where blood was even shed, and if there was, it was a trickle, not a gusher like in Volume 1. No, Volume 2 was all about the story. This strikes me as the movie Quintin Tarantino REALLY wanted to make. We find out many of the questions that Volume 1 posed. We find out The Bride's name, why what happened to her happened in the first place, what happened to her child, why she's the the efficient killer that she was in Kill Bill: Volume 1, we find this all out. Flashbacks are the name of the game in this film...They're everywhere.

This is the story he wanted to tell. I realize that Kill Bill was intended to be ONE complete movie, and not two films, but I think this was for the best. If it were to be one movie, it would have had to be even more edited than it already was for time constraints, and I just don't think it would have worked as well as it does now. I love just the vast difference between both films, and the fact that they still managed to form one really well-told story is quite impressive. It worked...It worked VERY well. Go see this film whenever you get the chance...It's awesome.

I'd also like to add that Michael Madsen is my new personal God. I'm sorry, Jason Lee...As much as I love you, you've got nothing on Michael Madsen. It's just the truth.

I'd like to bring this brief entry to a close by thanking my buddy, Jill if I could. Thanks for hanging out with me on Friday...It was awesome. I can't remember meeting anyone before, guy or girl, that I've clicked with as well as you. It really is fun going and back and forth with someone who's on the same wavelength as I am. You're #1 in my book.

La revedere,
Colin


(P.S. I'd also like to say that I'm working on my second #1 Hit...Give it time, though. If Kris-Kross were rushed...Would we have "Jump Around"? I think not.)

You say you love me
Love me again
But if you love me
Where have you been?
You say you need me more than anyone else
Well, go to hell
Where have you been?

- "Where Have You Been?" (Reel Big Fish)

Alright...I'd first like to start off by issuing a retraction. APPARENTLY, Jill doesn't like the word "Panties". Woops...My bad. You know, now that I think about it...Why doesn't she like that word? What about it bothers her? I mean, it's not like it's spelled funny or anything. I mean, what about:

P


A


N


T


I


E


S


...bothers her? I mean, it's not like I said "Undies" or anything. No, I said 'Panties". Just plain old "Panties". You know...Those things girls wear. "Panties." Nothing weird about the word "Panties". Nothing at all.

Oh well, now that that little matter is out of the way, on to other subjects. I want to buy a new Cell Phone. I REALLY want to buy a new Cell Phone. But what do I go for? Do I go for the regular looking Cell Phone, or do I go for the Clam-Shell look? Do I go with or without the Camera Phone? Vorizon, T-Mobile, Cingular, or Cell One? Do I need a bunch of tiny games on my phone? Is an Internet Browser a cool thing to have? Is my Roommate ever planning on throwing that plate of Half-Eaten Burritos out of the refrigerator? So many un-answered questions...I feel like I'm on Days of Our Lives...Except my evil Twin-Brother (who has a goatee. Because ALL Evil Twins have Goatees. It's a proven fact. Goatee = Evil) didn't assasinate the President and is pinning it on me...Except I don't have a Twin Brother...And I haven't been able to perfect my "Serious Glance at Camera" move...Yet.

Hey Kiddies...Uncle Colin just showed you how to waste 5 minutes of someone's life by writing about absolutley NOTHING and tricking people into reading it, expecting some deep thoughts. Ha! You Got Served! There's NOTHING going on up here! NOTHING AT ALL!

*Points at Head*

Auf Wiedersehen,
Colin

She said "It's all right
She said "Come over tonight"
She said "My mom's not home"
She said "I'm all alone!"
She took me back to her house
She pushed me down on the couch
She said "Now it's all right, were gonna be good friends
Cause that kissin' only leads to the end"

- Why Do All Girls Think They're Fat? (Reel Big Fish)

I can't believe it's already April 13th. I guess I can't say that time flies when you're having fun because probably the only time I have fun at Kent is when Stoner Frank comes around Clark. I love that kid...I have NO idea if he even goes to Kent, but he's here all the time. And he's stoned. Constantly. I respect that kind of consistency in life. I mean, he's not baked 6 hours of the day and then for the other 18, he's a Rhodes Scholar. No, he's gone for the full 24. Here's to you, Frank...May you ever reach for the "Scooby Snacks".

On a slightly similar note, It's so crazy when I think about how long I've done this Blog. I started this Blog a long time ago because it was early in the School Year and I needed someone to rant to. I needed someone to tell all the stupid thoughts that run through my head to, and the exibitionist in me thought it would be a good idea to present these thoughts to the masses. I think it's safe to say that it has served it's purpose so far, and to my surprise, more people seem to like to listen to me ramble on for paragraphs at a time than I thought...Are you people REALLY that bored?

Oh man...What else to talk about...Hmmm...I guess I could give a shout-out to my Home-Girl, Jill. Howdy. You know what I like about Jill? She likes to use the word "Panties". She rocks that word like it's her job...I respect that.

...Oh man, I'm slipping. There used to be a time where I was able to write a nine-paragraph song about The Exchange, and now I can barely get through two paragraphs. How the mighty have fallen.

Do svidanja,
Colin

I said maybe
You're gonna be the one that saves me
And after all
Your my Wonderwall...

- "Wonderwall" (Oasis)

This Update Has Been Brought To You By The Letter "U":



Remember kiddies, "U" as in "UConn". Not "Ulegyria" because big words make me feel stupid...

I hate Kent, Ohio. I really do have a strong distaste in my mouth for this Godforsaken place. It's April 6th by my count, and yet I'm still wearing gloves and a thick jacket when I drag my extremely tired person to class 20 minutes late. I don't understand how my mind works anymore, when I'm not here, I want to come back. When I'm here, I want nothing more to leave. I would say that way of thinking is crazy, but it's nothing more than a continuation of my slow and steady desent into insanity that was triggered by an 18 year-old girl who goes by the name of Erica many moons ago. I blame many of my deeper-seeded issues on her...

...I also hate Unicorns. Please don't ask...It's just better that way.

Hoscakal,
Colin