One for the fam..

I love the fact that I am now of legal drinking age, finishing my junior year of college, and able to share with most members of my family the shenanagins that I have done, sober or otherwise (mostly otherwise). I also love how they relate my stories to some of their own, bringing me to realizing that I am not the rogue one of the group....I am just like the rest of them, I was just too young before to know! It's makes me sleep better at nite...that and the booze - kidding ;)

Here's to family..shaping who you are, making you crazy and knowing you cannot change much because of genetics =)


A little something my brother sent me.. said it was "totally" me!

Think about it

If Bugs Bunny didn't wear pants...why is it that he wore a towel when he got out of the shower??

It just doesn't make any sense!!

For Bill...

A thought on maturity..

So, for those of you who don't know, I'm a pastry student. I'm finishing my second year here at school and I find it funny that at any other university around the world, you are mostly surrounded by people who are majoring in anything from accounting to liberal arts (a.k.a - 4 year degree on how to waste your parents money)

Here our campus is strictly culinary and pastry students which has its ups and downs. For one thing, you are around people who all have one thing in common; FOOD. We all love and want to talk about it constantly. The downside to that is that there is an ongoing competition between everyone about who is better, who works harder, who knows more..etc. Whether you want to or not you cannot have a single conversation with someone without trying to "out -do" the other person with stories about what they have done in class or at work. At some point in the conversation you can actually see someones blood start to boil and you can tell when they start to make outrageous claims.."Jesus wasn't the only one to turn water into wine....I did that in class the other day!!" That's when I just take a step back.

I'm all of a sudden taken back to the schoolyard when I was 10 years old - "my bike is cooler than your bike - yea, well I can run faster than you, so there!" I can't help but laugh because we are supposed to be in college, the pinnacle of intellect and maturity... Which brings me to my ongoing question that I can never seem to get an answer to - At what point do you actually grow up? I know there is no ON swtich, so when does that happen? At what time can you say that you are an adult? People argue that it depends on age or once you get a full time job, live on your own, get married....whatever. No one ever really does though. Yes, you can put up a good front - go to the theater, stop watching cartoons, but seriously who are you kidding?? I maybe not be old and wise but I do know one thing...it all boils down to constant competiton.....and who's bike really is better.

I go to school at "Chimp Eden"

I go to a rather well known, accredited university in Rhode Island. The calibur of education is high and I must say that the education I have receieved is something that I can walk with pride about. The professors have many years of experience and knowledge behind them, some are even published. There is just one thing that I can't help but wonder about...to work in the offices, do you even need a high school education??...

Since getting a job that makes me an employee of the university, I have realized that just because you work for a university, doesn't exactly mean that if you applied you'd be smart enough to get in....think about it

I have one question about a residence hall on campus...simple enough right?...NO
I can't get the same answer twice and it's sending me into a fucking tailspin right now. As if I don't have enough to worry about with being a "responsible, upstanding citizen" that I'm supposed to start being at the age I'm at; I have to deal with the stress of incompetent chimpanzees that the university lets handle admissions, residence life, financial services, etc..

Ugh..I am soo ready to be done with this

1 1/2 more years...that's it