I'll admit, I am furious with the parking and transportation office, even if being furious with them is like being furious with Satan. However, if they would actually update their website on a decent regular basis, then I would not be so mad. I am currently studying abroad, and because of how busy I am it makes it difficult to keep checking their F***ing website to see when proper days to sign up for the parking lottery are. Although I've checked a few times since being here. EVERY TIME I CHECKED, THE INFO WAS FROM LAST YEAR. And now I check today, and it ended 2 days ago. This just really pisses me off.

As much as I dislike this 'power of and' ordeal, I just spent 2 hours looking at all the pictures...

White chocolate is better than dark chocolate

Spending time with my family is always better than drinking with my friends.

I've never watched game of thrones, dexter, how I met your mother, or breaking bad.

Do a lot of people at this university use tinder? I think it could be fun, but I'm sort of afraid to try it...

I'm enrolled in physics 308 with prof Miller and it is for this summer for 3 weeks. I have yet to take a physics course and need helpful information regarding this decision! Has anyone had this class or this professor and can help me out?!? Much appreciated:)

Sadly, one of my friends keeps reading desperate posts on here and messaging them to me, asking if I wrote them. It may have something to do with the fact that I've liked Alyssa for roughly 18 months now, and I've reached the limit, so, as I promised, here is mine. Yes, I've had feelings for the same girl for over a year, and she has never given me anything... AND THAT'S FINE, because it was never about what I can get. I live a life full of love. I've never shed a tear over not being with her. In fact, the only time I have cried in a long time is when I look to my four little siblings who's greatest wish in life is to be like their big brother. THAT makes me cry, because I am a sinful, mistake riddled, and imperfect human being not worthy to be idolized; not even worthy of the love and joy that they put in my life every day. Between that and the love I experience through Jesus Christ, there is NOTHING more I need.
I've liked the same girl for this time when I've been told to "give up" a thousand times, not because of what I can get, but because of what she is and what I can give. I haven't even been active, pursuing, and don't even think of my actions as being persistent. I live in an age when loving someone without CONDITIONS or some form of PERSONAL GAIN is the "old fashioned" and "outdated" way. The girl I care about is special to me because she reminds me of me. I feel that a part of me has always known her. From her dislike of soda and inability to sit in one place too long, to the way she articulates her words and analyzes every situation. I laugh at how she tries to plan everything, even that which is far out of her control. To see her smile and squint her eye the way I thought only I did is more special than a purple mountain sunrise.
She's not perfect, and that's a standard I never hold her to. I've seen many of her cold, stubborn, prideful, and ignorant tendencies in a lot of things. Who am I to look at these specks in her eye and judge when there is a log in my own? In every fallacy and wrong I've ever felt she has committed, to me or to anyone else, her heart and soul have always been beautiful to me. Nothing has changed that. I grow and become a better person because I know her. She changes me, inspires me to reach higher, and the deep desire in my heart is to help her do the same. Yes, I wish she'd give me a chance instead of chasing after guys who clearly don't feel for her half what I do. Yes, I have been bitter and fought resentment at some of the times in the past where she has wronged me and never stopped to think of what she is doing. Yes, she has made me experience frustration and even pain over the last year-and-a-half... but all of this is nothing compared to what my heart can bear for her or anyone I love.
So there, Alicia, THIS one was me. You win. Don't go tagging me in it; spare me having to recall writing this. Plus, if she sees it, the not-speaking period we are in will probably extend even further. I didn't write the vague and generic ones you have mapped onto me, and I don't plan on using this system again. At THIS point in everything, if I'm going to use this cheap way of venting, you can bet that a guy like me would be (and thus IS) going out with a bang. So enjoy.
-Zach