Well, I haven't been posting lately... been uber busy with school, homework, and life... my bad!

-wayne

to A.K.
hi!

So... as I finish posting a bulletin to this blog on myspace, an ad pops up... this one is of a nearly naked chick and a "chat" box right next to it. "Hey do you wanna chat sometime?"

Why not just say, "Hey, if you click on this link there will be hundreds of windows and pictures of naked or nearly naked girls, all for your perverted pleasure!"

I'm sure it would genereate as much, if not more revenue.

Personally I hope they either stop what they're doing or the earth opens up and they are burnt to a crisp in the earths core. Or molten magma is poured ON THEIR HEAD!!!

Jerks.

Well that's useful!

I just found out I can have my school e-mail just forward my mail to my srilyk one.

And with gmail you can set your accounts up so they can send e-mail from any account you own, so I can get and send e-mail as srilyk, but pretending I'm using my school account.

That's quite wonderful, I dare say.

In other news, I have 2.5 pages of a visual rhetoric paper to write for english, a math test wednesday, and a history test wednesday... part 1 of 2.

So we'll see what that's like. I hope it's not too crazy or anything... I think the math one should be straight forward, as well as the paper (oh the rough draft is due wed, the finished product is friday). I don't really know about the history one.

And now for something completely different, on our family e-mail list my cousin brought up the vilification of Hillary Clinton and was simply curious as to what basis there was. Well I didn't know any specific examples so I went out & looked for some info and found some. I don't agree with several of the ways she voted, but from just her political record she seems surprisingly... not horrid.

I still wouldn't vote for her.

Well, we'll see.

later tater.

-Wayne
hi A.K.

A hello to my friend Ainoko. Hope things are well with you!
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Well, today has been a rather busy day, but good. I woke up at 5AM which was nice, and then got online and poked around for a bit, then I took a shower, got dressed & ate breakfast, though I can't remember what order.

Then we went to church, and that was good. Talked a little about loving God and keeping the commandments.

I need to remember to write down that I need to remember to send out Snuffy's letter that I wrote today. It's a whole different ball game when you're not on a mission. People really expect 28 hours a day out of you here. Usually. At least when school is concerned.

Well, anyways. Oh yeah. The sister missionaries came for dinner, so that was cool. I talked a little about my mission experience and they talked about what's goin on in this area.

Then we played this card game called baseball. The only semblance to real baseball is you play 9 innings. That's why it's called baseball, you see?

Well... I think that's about it.

I'm probably going to bed soon.

later,
-Wayne

oh yeah, I also wrote this family an e-mail. Probably write them a letter, too.

It's odd... I'm thinking about it and i really don't have anyone i care to write to right now. I wrote bp but no one else can i write that i want

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So cool things and one thing that isn't REALLY cool, but it's not horrid either.

Good - Friday's goodness and happy stuff spilled over into today (as Saturday), so that was really good. I was pretty much good the whole day. But we had to take off the heater core in my car. That sucked because now my car isn't going to be running, and I have to wait for Monday evening before I can put it back on. But I did get paid, so that was cool.

Also I cleaned off my bed. For the past... 3 weeks? I've had stuff all on my bed. And I finally cleaned it off. You really have no idea, so just trust me that it's really awesome.


I think I'm going to shave today. Not everything of course, but it's getting scraggly so it's about time that I can leave what I want and people will be able to tell, and it won't just look like I did a bad job shaving.

Also I got a picture from a family I met on my mission. And they're a really cool family. So I get to write/e-mail them. That was exciting!

And I'm planning on making a certain someone a CD. Some songs that she wanted, and the rest, songs I really think are cool. Though an mp3 CD would be easier because then I can put like... 300 songs on a cd or something.

I also need to d/l cdex and rip my cds onto my computer!

And I need to brush my teeth. My mouth feels funny.

later
-Wayne

So yesterday... yesterday gave me some hope for humanity, and life.

I got to hang out with one of my friends who I haven't really seen for a long time. We went and walked across the Big Dam Bridge, an chatted a bit, then we went home to eat & watched MI:3 with my parents. It was a pretty decent movie.

And then I took her home. So that was pretty cool... It wasn't that anything was outstanding so much as it actually happened.

So that was real nice.

Plus a certain Ainoko (that's not her real name, of course, but she knows who she is) gets to read this stuff now. So that makes me happy.

All in all, yesterday was a pretty darn good day.

And now I have homework to get workin on. :-P

-Wayne

So I've been thinking... dangerous, I know.

But it just seems to me that... well, relationships are all screwed up. Well, Duh Wayne, you say. But I mean more than you would think. Like you hear in times of old (read before 1990) people would meet, fall in love, get married, and have kids. Now it's kinda... roundabout. People meet, try to not have kids, get married, and then if it's convenient they fall in love.

But I read books and watch movies (oh sure, they're fiction, but still) and the guy gets the girl. And even when he doesn't, he gets the right girl.

But you really don't see that any more. At least I don't. I haven't. Or maybe I'm just the villain in this piece. Or maybe this is just the "middle" of the movie, where I've lost the one(s) I care about, and all sorts of hilarity will ensue, and finally I will win the girl of my dreams.

I don't know if I believe that though. But I don't even have any FRIENDS, at least as one would be defined in a show or a book. I have no one going around in my party to fight orcs or trolls. I have no one to go look for buried treasure with. I have no one to sneak out of detention with.

It's pretty much me... anyone who would call themselves my friend all live over 500 miles away. *sigh*

I guess that's life.

-Wayne

at 4:17AM, playing guitar, you think I'd feel I had plenty of time between now and school at 8AM... but I really don't. Feel that way.

It's 4AM.

Do you know where YOUR child is?

Have you ever noticed that we make up, for ourselves, expectations of other people?

For instance, you meet this nice girl (or guy), and immediately you begin to put together a picture of who they are. What they like, things they do. Things they've actually done. How they feel about you. And rarely is it correct.

I've really noticed that lately. And I'm sure people put together this mental picture of myself, and I can guarantee that 90% of the time (or more) they're wrong. Dead wrong. They are so far wrong that if wrong was sand they'd be the Sahara.

I've been wrong myself, at least that much.

But I'd have to say, the worst bit... that's when it's not so much your mental picture that's wrong as the outside influences... "fix" things.

-me

Sometimes I just feel... bereft of purpose. Like there's really nothing for me.

Like right now.

I'm really not sure how I get out of the "funk". Mostly I just keep on moving, and something good happens. Sometimes.

-Wayne

Well, today I've got two things.

First - I had a freaky nightmare where MY TEETH FELL OUT! That was not cool. Not cool at all. It really sucked, actually. Started with my left topside molar. plonk, it just fell out. Well I tried to hold it in. And then the rest of them started falling out. But I couldn't go to the dentist because I don't have any money.

Pretty freakin screwed. Also, I think I drooled Lake Erie onto my pillow.


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But this is the much cooler bit.

I wrote a song. Sort of. The lyrics only, right now. But I'll get to it... I hope.

Here goes...

Minor Key Love Song
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What did I do, what went so wrong
that now I sing this minor key love song?

what it my words or was it my deeds,
or did I not fill a particular need?

Was I ugly or mean
or was I to keen
to point out the faults
that you had?

I did something bad,
I did something wrong,
and now as a dirge I sing
this minor key love song.

by your side
I could have changed the world,
by your side
I could have changed our world,
by your side
I wanted to stay, and make you happy

as you made me.

But it went all wrong,
and now I sing
this minor key love song.

-(c)Wayne Werner, January 24, 2007
written Jan 19, 2007.

So there you are. If I ever re-learn how to play like I want it, I'll record that & put it up somewhere.

feel free to let me know what you thought of it...
-Wayne

Oh my.... hahaha... That is amazingly sad. I just saw this banner ad. You know what it said? It said "which lips are more kissable" And then it had lips that looked like they were drawn in MS paint. Is that not the saddest thing you have ever heard? Wow... amazing... just... amazing!

So I was thinking about it the other day, and we've totally got our relationships backwards these days.

What's the first thing (generally speaking) that happens? Well one goes to a bar, picks up a chick and 'your place or mine' and there they go.

then they kinda decide all the other things as they go...

what ever happened to meeting someone, getting to know them, becoming friends, starting to date, and then getting married?

I don't know... that's my thought on it anyways...

-Wayne

Dorktards. I hope they die. If you do this, this is your last warning and then I hope YOU die.

So lately on the YouTube comments... there are these STUPID "A poor little goatless boy from Bakalashtiavonia moved to america and then he died. Post this on 3 other vids!" comments. Every last one of those people need to die. They need to die a horrible painful death where their words are printed up and then they are PAPER CUT ON THEIR FACE TO DEATH!

Can you tell how much their words fill me with EXTREME hatred?

:: mutters things about death and killing ::

More about that "Do you ever just want to run?".


Sometimes I just get that urge. To run. It really doesn't matter where, but I just want to RUN. And usually I can and do. And it's fun. but it's just this urge I get, you know? Maybe you don't... I don't know.

Sometimes I just want to run.

-Wayne

More about that "Do you ever just want to run?".


Sometimes I just get that urge. To run. It really doesn't matter where, but I just want to RUN. And usually I can and do. And it's fun. but it's just this urge I get, you know? Maybe you don't... I don't know.

Sometimes I just want to run.

-Wayne

So I just got this e-mail from amazon.com. Basically it said, "Hey, we have more of what you bought before, buy this!" More or less.

Anyways, they were some Waterhouse books(?)... which just reminded me of a girl in my past.

She no longer wants to talk to me because she's married now, and gosh, you know, I was so pushy that I didn't want to lose her friendship. Oh also, I wasn't romantic enough for her... when we were 16.

I bought her a Waterhouse book for her birthday. It's the 14th, mine is the 26th.

It disappoints me to lose a friend, especially when it's one that you loved.

Do you ever just want to run?

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Great. I had some great topic to write about. And now it's gone. G-o-n-e.

Right now I have a stuffed, up nose and no tissue, which is a problem, since I'm in the school's library.

So far today has been a good day. No problems in any of my classes. Oh... I just remembered I need to read and have an opinion on this letter in my history textbook.

So I think I shall leave, blow my nose, read my book, and then go to class.

Adieu,
Wayne

Does it ever feel like everything in your life is breaking at once? I've got this massive headache that means I can only move slowly or suffer the consequences, my car is leaking gas everywhere, my 19" monitor started spazzing out so I have to got back to this 17", the feller SAID he shipped my calculator on monday (MLK b-day). From Florida. So it SHOULD have been here yesterday, and it wasn't. I'm not even sure if the guy who sold me this broken iPod shuffle has sent it and I don't even know for SURE that it has the right part...

*sigh*

But... I'm not dead, school seems to be going well. So I can't REALLY complain.

And I still can't find my starter jacket or my camo jacket. :(

-Wayne

So, sometimes webcomics make me REALLY laugh out loud... and this is one of those times...

This and this.

$49.50USD and $49USD. What's the difference? Consumer whores, that's what.

Also, my school has some Mac G5 computers that rock. Bluetooth means I can make a ringtone here at home, e-mail it to myself, d/l it on the computer there, and send it to my phone. And all manner of fun and sundry things. Also their imbedded webcam is what my new myspace pic is from.

Good times ^_^
-Me

So my first teacher - College Writing, gave us an assignment, no longer than a page, on three GOOD reasons why we should not become a better writer. So here goes (as best I can... before my next class.)

There are many reasons why one should become a better writer. However, I will be writing about my reasons that I should not become a better writer. First, it's a lot of effort to become a better writer. I would have to enroll in college, somehow pay for college, and then take a writing class. In this writing class I could expect that my professor would want me to pay attention, participate, and complete assignments. All of these things would take time away from other activities I could be doing.

Second, if I'm a better writer then I may have the desire to actually do something with my writing, such as getting a job or influencing opinions. The danger of my opinions being of influence is, as we see in American Politics, that it's quite easy for someone with bad ideas to get a large base of followers.

Third, and last of all, becoming a better writer would require me to become better educated, more intelligent, and to form my own ideas and opinions after careful and rational thought. Instead, I could be like the masses which flock to cyberspace, with no use of grammar, spelling, or punctuation. I could be an object at rest, staying at rest.


Well, we'll see how that goes... more on classes & teachers later! - W

Today is UCA's orientation for freshmen or new students. And since I'm both... turns out to be a good thing. So I woke up at 5 something this morning and did all the getting ready things, and then left around 6:30AM, arriving here a little after 7. Ate a donut and some cinnamon rolls at the "continental breakfast", which consisited of some muffins, cinnamon rolls, and donuts; orange juice, hot chocolate, and coffee. After that we went on a little tour of the campus (at least the places I was going) and now I'm here in the library, writing this, because I don't have anything really to do until 9 AM. And then about 10 there's some academic thing, and after that, around 11 AM I'll be going to the financial aid to see about that. That should be exciting? I don't know.

At 11 - 12 there's some lunch, pizza provided by Eureka Pizza... we'll see if that's any good. And "Learn: What You Need to Know Now that You're Here." A "seasoned (hmm, I wonder if it's spicy, sweet, or savoury...) guide from the UCA Counseling Center will share some practical tips for you to use in adjusting to academics--and life--at UCA." I hope it'll be interesting, if not provide me with some good helps.

Then 1:30 there's a "new student reception", where I can meet individuals in various departments... And pick up my "New Student Packet"... So that should be exciting. I guess. I don't know. But again, we'll see. I'm looking forward to see what the future holds in store for me.

All my classes start tomorrow and I'll meet my professors... I don't know anything about them except for one, Dr. "The man" Theman Taylor. I've heard he's racist and a really tough nut. But we'll see how things are. Hopefully he's not as bad as I've heard...

Well, that's all for now.
-Wayne

Forty Dollars. Forty bleeping dollars for a parking permit that expires before I turn 23!

For kicks and gigles... 30*7 + 2 = 212, correct?

Okay, now divide that by three (Monday, Wed, Fri) and you come up with 70.66 repeating.

so, if I were to be at school all the way until august, mwf, I would use this permit 70.66 times.

That's more than two dollars that I'm incredibly upset about paying per day!

if $3,000 in tuition wasn't enough...

grrrr...

-Wayne

p.s. oh yeah I'm enrolled & taking classes at UCA now - start on friday.

Post #200!

I wrote this on a piece of paper at school and I'm now transferring it.

To Whom It May Concern,

I'm sitting here at the charter school where I'm a substitute teacher, thinking about life in general. First Where the heck did my book go? The blank one I bound myself. Being unaware of it's present location does sadden me.

Second, tomorrow I'll be going to the academic advisors at UCA to get signed up for classes. Thrusday is orientation, so... very interesting stuff. I'm not sure how I feel about that.

Then, in all the books I've been reading, I seem... well, when there's some love, I just feel... blah. Ya ken? It used to make me smile full of the knowledge that "we" had love like that... but now it reminds me of what I don't have... but possibly something I may yet gain... hope springs eternal.

And some of these kids are psycho, lol. I'm subbing. And BP just called but I can't answer since I'm teaching.

I'm home now, and I just found out from my dad that I guess UCA wants money on the 10th, but we don't know when I'll get my loan... and like, you can do a payment plan with UCA, but you have to do half up front? So I don't know... things might be... weird. Hopefully I still get in, though.

Well, anyways, I'm starved, and my cheese might be warm now.

-W

So i'm here at church... And i realise i need to be more greatful for the blessings i have in my life as well as focus more on others. -w

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So a kid I knew, Jason Johns, died today. He was in Hot Springs taking his brother to work, and got in a car crash and died, along with one of his passengers...

what the heck is all this? huh? I mean everyone I know is either leaving me, ignoring me, or dying on me. Makes me feel a little lonesome and worthless. And depressed. I don't know what I need to do to get out of this junk...

Well... anyways, that's what sucks with me.

I suppose I could look at my blessings... I live in a nice house, I have a guitar, a computer, a loving family... I don't really have it too bad. But it's hard, ya know? I just get down on myself, and I don't really feel like I either have good friends, or friends at all.

Well.. anyways, that's all for now.
-W

Okay, so I had a really freaking weird dream last night. So like this girl from when I was on my mission, I guess some guy raped her when she was a kid and she was all messed up from it, even though she seemed normal...


I was pretty confused by that dream... really messed up. I don't know what part of my psyche that came from, but I wish it would have stayed there.

Dreams I have sometimes are really weird.


OW! And this cat keeps kneading my leg and clawing it... I know he's happy but SHEESH.