I would be less bored in Winfield than in Wichita.
I never thought I would say this. It took me a while to come to that conclusion but I am really bored. I have not accomplished anything in the last two days. I have literally just lounged around my house and either read, done homework, cleaned, or surfed facebook. Here I am at the end of the weekend so I guess I will at least tell you what I have done this weekend.
Last Friday I went to see the Last Exorcism. I still want my money back from it. It was horrible. Later that night me and my roomies stayed up til midnight making pancakes. I still don't really know why. It was incredibly random but it was really fun. On Saturday I did nothing.
Sunday, August 29, 2010
Thursday, August 26, 2010
wsu so far
This post is going to be short because I have class in twenty minutes.
A lot of stuff has been going on lately. I could bore you to death by telling you all of it but I'll spare the details. School has started up, I've moved into my new house and things are going good for the most part.
So far my classes are pretty easy. I think that I might actually get some get grades this year. I decided I'm going to put forth an extra effort to get good grades. I say that every year but I'm really going to try this year.
Newspaper is probably either going to kill me or take twenty years off of my life. We have to write three stories a week. That is an insane amount of writing considering that I only wrote usually two stories every two weeks for the cowley press. The editor is high if she thinks that all the stories are going to get in on time. Then again I might be high for joining newspaper in the first place. I guess the point I'm trying to make is don't do drugs. It makes you do stupid things like write for college newspapers.
A lot of stuff has been going on lately. I could bore you to death by telling you all of it but I'll spare the details. School has started up, I've moved into my new house and things are going good for the most part.
So far my classes are pretty easy. I think that I might actually get some get grades this year. I decided I'm going to put forth an extra effort to get good grades. I say that every year but I'm really going to try this year.
Newspaper is probably either going to kill me or take twenty years off of my life. We have to write three stories a week. That is an insane amount of writing considering that I only wrote usually two stories every two weeks for the cowley press. The editor is high if she thinks that all the stories are going to get in on time. Then again I might be high for joining newspaper in the first place. I guess the point I'm trying to make is don't do drugs. It makes you do stupid things like write for college newspapers.
Monday, August 16, 2010
Who says you can't go home
“There are things you just can't do in life. You can't beat the phone company, you can't make a waiter see you until he's ready to see you, and you can't go home again.”- Bill Bryson
I consider this statement to be true. Although you can always go back to the place your home was, you can never go home because it always changes. The people change, the times change, the buildings change. No matter how you try you will never see things the same way you saw them when you were young.
Right now I am preparing to move away from home. The plan is too move away on Thursday, the first day I start classes. I'll be moving into a house with four other friends of mine
I'm kind of depressed about moving to WSU. It's not that I'm not excited, because I am, but I feel like I haven't taken full advantage of my time here. I didn't have the best summer, my grades at cowley weren't the greatest, and my last semester there could have been better. I still feel like there are a lot of friends I should have met and a lot of things I could have experienced.
Right now I am really looking forward to the new challenges a bigger school and a bigger town will bring. I'm looking forward to the people I'll meet and the person that I will become. But at the same time I know that I will never forget where I have been. This place has become a part of me. I everything i am to the towns of Winfield and Ark City and there is no way I could not love this place.
I consider this statement to be true. Although you can always go back to the place your home was, you can never go home because it always changes. The people change, the times change, the buildings change. No matter how you try you will never see things the same way you saw them when you were young.
Right now I am preparing to move away from home. The plan is too move away on Thursday, the first day I start classes. I'll be moving into a house with four other friends of mine
I'm kind of depressed about moving to WSU. It's not that I'm not excited, because I am, but I feel like I haven't taken full advantage of my time here. I didn't have the best summer, my grades at cowley weren't the greatest, and my last semester there could have been better. I still feel like there are a lot of friends I should have met and a lot of things I could have experienced.
Right now I am really looking forward to the new challenges a bigger school and a bigger town will bring. I'm looking forward to the people I'll meet and the person that I will become. But at the same time I know that I will never forget where I have been. This place has become a part of me. I everything i am to the towns of Winfield and Ark City and there is no way I could not love this place.
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
wisdom teeth adventure
You aren't supposed to do certain things twenty-four hours after being under anesthesia. Some of those things are driving, operating machinery, and as the disclaimer from the dentist put it, "making important decisions". I don't know if writing a blog falls under the category of important decisions but I'm going to update any way.
This morning I woke up at about 9:30. Getting ready was hard because I couldn't eat or drink after midnight. I took advantage of the rules and ate at about 10:00 last night so I wasn't very hungry. I got dress, took a shower, watched a special on the science channel about some guys building and tunnel, and then left with my family to go to Wichita.
I won't bore you with all the formalities I had to go through before so I'll just skip to the surgery. Unfortunately the surgery isn't any more exciting since I don't remember it. They hooked me up to the IV, put in the medicine and I was out. I was under anesthesia for about hour and I woke up. My jaw hurt a little bit and I had gauze in my mouth. The nurse helped me into the waiting room where I could recover. I stumbled a lot and barely got there. I recuperated for a while and then went home. I slept most of the way.
For most of the day I've just been sitting here watching TV and playing on my computer. I wish that this story could have been more interesting. You would think that getting teeth cut out of you would be a more interesting story but it was really just like taking an hour long nap. Sorry if I bored you with this entry.
This morning I woke up at about 9:30. Getting ready was hard because I couldn't eat or drink after midnight. I took advantage of the rules and ate at about 10:00 last night so I wasn't very hungry. I got dress, took a shower, watched a special on the science channel about some guys building and tunnel, and then left with my family to go to Wichita.
I won't bore you with all the formalities I had to go through before so I'll just skip to the surgery. Unfortunately the surgery isn't any more exciting since I don't remember it. They hooked me up to the IV, put in the medicine and I was out. I was under anesthesia for about hour and I woke up. My jaw hurt a little bit and I had gauze in my mouth. The nurse helped me into the waiting room where I could recover. I stumbled a lot and barely got there. I recuperated for a while and then went home. I slept most of the way.
For most of the day I've just been sitting here watching TV and playing on my computer. I wish that this story could have been more interesting. You would think that getting teeth cut out of you would be a more interesting story but it was really just like taking an hour long nap. Sorry if I bored you with this entry.
Thursday, August 5, 2010
The awkward times of Eric Paul Smith
I have pink paint on my shoes.
Your probably wondering why a manly guy with testosterone throbbing veins like me has pink paint on his shoes. Well I'll get to that later in the story.
I recently found out that a friend of mine will not be going to WSU with me next year but will be going to Cowley for another year. This is sort of a big deal because we were supposed to get a house together. In fact the only reason I found out about the open room in this house is because of the said friend. I respect his decision and I don't blame him for doing what he is doing but I will miss him.
The biggest reason why I am going to miss him is because I don't know anyone else in the house that well. I haven't even met one of the girls yet. I went to high school with all of them and they are all very nice but I do for-see some awkward moments in the future. This shouldn't be a problem because my entire life up to this point seems like it's been one big awkward moment.
Last Saturday we had a painting party at the house. There were probably twelve people there total, all of which I went to high school with. They are all friends with each other and I felt a little left out because they would joke around with each other and listen to music that I had never heard of. It wasn't bad but it did get awkward. The good news is we were able to paint almost the entire upstairs. We even painted a vanity room for the girls. The color was pink. I stepped in some of it.
With all of the being said I am really looking forward to moving into the house. It will be a new experience with new people. I'm sure that we will get along. If nothing else I will have an entire room to myself so I can invite friends over whenever I want and not bother any one else. It will be an improvement from living in the dorms with a stranger.
On an unrelated note, our neighbor is a suspected drug dealer. We live in a somewhat sketchy part of town and my friend Beth said that there are times when a bunch of cars will park in front and then leave quickly. I did talk to him though and he seems like a nice guy.
Your probably wondering why a manly guy with testosterone throbbing veins like me has pink paint on his shoes. Well I'll get to that later in the story.
I recently found out that a friend of mine will not be going to WSU with me next year but will be going to Cowley for another year. This is sort of a big deal because we were supposed to get a house together. In fact the only reason I found out about the open room in this house is because of the said friend. I respect his decision and I don't blame him for doing what he is doing but I will miss him.
The biggest reason why I am going to miss him is because I don't know anyone else in the house that well. I haven't even met one of the girls yet. I went to high school with all of them and they are all very nice but I do for-see some awkward moments in the future. This shouldn't be a problem because my entire life up to this point seems like it's been one big awkward moment.
Last Saturday we had a painting party at the house. There were probably twelve people there total, all of which I went to high school with. They are all friends with each other and I felt a little left out because they would joke around with each other and listen to music that I had never heard of. It wasn't bad but it did get awkward. The good news is we were able to paint almost the entire upstairs. We even painted a vanity room for the girls. The color was pink. I stepped in some of it.
With all of the being said I am really looking forward to moving into the house. It will be a new experience with new people. I'm sure that we will get along. If nothing else I will have an entire room to myself so I can invite friends over whenever I want and not bother any one else. It will be an improvement from living in the dorms with a stranger.
On an unrelated note, our neighbor is a suspected drug dealer. We live in a somewhat sketchy part of town and my friend Beth said that there are times when a bunch of cars will park in front and then leave quickly. I did talk to him though and he seems like a nice guy.
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
writing
After a lot of thought over the summer, I feel more confident in my choices regarding the future. I think I have finally decided I want to become a writer. I have been reading a lot of books over the summer and I really think it's what I want to do. I really want to write a book
Recently I just read two books by Chuck Klosterman. He is quickly turning into one of my favrite authors. He is a non-fiction writer that generally talks about pop culture. So far I have read "Sex, Drugs, and Cocoa Puffs" and I am in the middle of reading "Fargo, Rock City". They are both hilarious and surprisingly insightful.
Most of the books I have been reading are non-fiction. I have been reading a lot of Bill Bryson and I have also fallen in love with his writing style. He is incredible at using humor.
Since I have been bored for most of the summer I have done some writing myself. I am starting to write my very own novel. It started out as a short story but I decided to make it into a length novel. I am currently at 7,000 words but it is going to be a lot longer than that. To be perfectly honest it will probably take me another year or two to actually finish it but I think that I might actually publish it. I have a cousin who has written a book that is about 70,000 words and I have a couple of friends who have or are trying to write books so I don't feel to weird about this. I am hoping to take some creative writing classes at WSU to sharpen my writing abilities.
Recently I just read two books by Chuck Klosterman. He is quickly turning into one of my favrite authors. He is a non-fiction writer that generally talks about pop culture. So far I have read "Sex, Drugs, and Cocoa Puffs" and I am in the middle of reading "Fargo, Rock City". They are both hilarious and surprisingly insightful.
Most of the books I have been reading are non-fiction. I have been reading a lot of Bill Bryson and I have also fallen in love with his writing style. He is incredible at using humor.
Since I have been bored for most of the summer I have done some writing myself. I am starting to write my very own novel. It started out as a short story but I decided to make it into a length novel. I am currently at 7,000 words but it is going to be a lot longer than that. To be perfectly honest it will probably take me another year or two to actually finish it but I think that I might actually publish it. I have a cousin who has written a book that is about 70,000 words and I have a couple of friends who have or are trying to write books so I don't feel to weird about this. I am hoping to take some creative writing classes at WSU to sharpen my writing abilities.
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