Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Short And Sweet

I'll keep it simple and stick close to the exciting part.

I told her today. :-)

Well, technically, I... Well, here's what went down, in a nutshell.
I asked her "Can I ask you a somewhat stupid question?"
She agreed, and I asked, "Do people ever tell you you're gorgeous?"
She said "No, not really."
So I said, "Okay then, I will."
She said thanks, we both said have a good day, and see you tomorrow, and that's about it.

She's totally already planning our wedding in her subconscious mind. She doesn't even know it yet, but we're totally getting married.

Just kidding.
I really just want to get to know her as a friend. She is gorgeous, and seems like quite a fun person to know, but... I really... Still don't want a serious relationship yet.
The stress of it is just stupid and you miss out on so much fun you could be having by worrying and thinking too seriously about something that should just be fun.

We're all still just kids... Lets break down and act like it sometimes.
(this includes my adult readers)

Matthew Shane.

PS. Did anyone ever hear from the elusive Amanda? Cause I haven't... Oh well... Friends will be friends... And everyone else... Well... I hate to judge, but... It really is who she's been lately. (absorbed by her "serious" relationship, I'd wager)

Oh, and if any of you haven't heard the new Jonezetta album, Cruel to be Young... You really REALLY should check it out. It's simply amazing, and not at all what you might think. Definitely worth the (and multiple) listen(s).

Wednesday, September 17, 2008

For the Ever Elusive Amanda Marie...

I wish a good day to you, dearest Amanda Marie, where ever you find yourself today. I hope everything is wonderfully beautiful in your world and I hope you are fairing quite well in your adventures about SouthEastern.
I am enjoying my time back in school, very much.
I wrote some poems in the past couple weeks that I think and hope you will really enjoy. Check two blogs previous.
Lately I've been wanting to write another "nothing to write" poem. I remember you whenever I want to write those types of poems because I remember calling you once when I wrote one. I wanted to tell you something, but didn't...
That seems to be how it goes... When I have something I want to say, but can't find a way, I start writing poems with the line "nothing to write."
At least this time I have better nothings to write... Or not, whichever I decide.

So... Here is revealed the looming question... Why a blog and not a phone call or text to say all this rather pointless nonsense?
Just because I felt like it. :-)
And ironically, it has all been done on my phone.

Take care. Tell Danny-boy happy birthday.
Love you!

matthew shane (no caps.)

Saturday, September 13, 2008

Jonezetta and Band Marino

Great guys! I gotta meet and hang out with three of them for a while. The venue was kinda crappy, but they still rocked anyway.
I asked, and they played the song Imagination for me. :-) Robert said this goes out to our friend who asked up to play it. :-)
I was so excited!
Band Marino rocked as well, and I talked to a couple of them, and asked about possibly touring with them as a merch guy and they gave me some contact info. So I'm stoked about that possible opportunity.
But more later. Right now I need to drive home. Goodnight.

Thursday, September 11, 2008

A Great Desire

Hello everyone (who happens to read this)

I have really been wanting to post lately. Fill you in on life, tell of my adventures, express my great love and excitement to be back in school and my great dread of every day (night) I have to work.

I have no idea where to start though.

I have no desire to sit here at the computer typing up a message, and even less of a desire to type it up on my phone. So here I am.
It's all for you because I surely don't want to be here right now.

Although I really do have a great desire within me to share.

So...
School is awesome! I'm a lab assistant for the Physics professor who is also the first science teacher I had out here at Chipola. I don't know if you remember my blog from way back when... Fall of 2005. He's the one with the balding mullet... Very awesome!!!

Well, being the Doc's lab assistant got up to $900 of classes paid for. Originally I was just going to take a computer class, and two piano classes--all together they came to $400 exactly. I signed up for those three classes, and paid for them myself. Then that afternoon, I signed into being the lab assistant. The next day I went back up to the school to add two more classes.

The school wasn't happy with me. I have my AA, and I'm taking classes with no chosen major, so that just makes the school not like me.
So I decided I'd go ahead and just choose the business major. Chipola just started a four year business program, so I can still stay here.
The two classes I added were Economics and Accounting.
This gave me 11 credit hours for about $865. Since 12 hours is full time, and I can get a discount on my car insurance because of that, I added a Current Affairs class which is only worth one hour. My total bill was $935. I only had to pay $35 of that.

So, I love Economics. The teacher's just AWESOME and it's a really fun class.
It's almost sad that I love learning so much...
Anyway, there's also this really cute girl in my economics class. And that's a really poor description of her. She's GORGEOUS!!! And the sound of her voice is just great. And I've been trying to find a way to catch up with her (she peels rubber getting out of class... and I'm always the last to leave... I'm working on it). I really just want to talk with her and be her friend. Get to know her and see "who" she is. She seems like a really fun person though.

Enough about that though, I also LOVE my piano classes. I am so excited to be playing again. I wish I had never stopped, but I was forced to play when I was little, and my teacher was really a jerk because I always forgot to leave math class for my lessons. So I was interested in math all the way back in 8th grade.... Sorry.

The accounting class is okay. I'm not particularly fond of the professor. I don't think he does a particularly good job teaching. We had our first test today, and I got by half of it because of things I remembered learning in Economics class... so.... that doesn't seem too good.
There were things I didn't understand how to do, and reading the book didn't help because the professor does them differently, and it's all just... weird.
When he told us to read whatever chapters... it was in a tone of suggestion, as in "it really helps if you read the book." But really, I see now that we HAVE to read. Because he doen't cover everything that's on the test. And then on top of that... whatever we've learned in the book, we then have to relearn according to the way he prefers it. Which is really crappy, because he skips steps... Ever had trouble with a math problem, so you write out ALL the steps to make sure you don't miss anything? Well, he teaches with those steps cut out... so I don't know what's missing and what's not, and I don't know how to check... It's really annoying. I'm going to talk to him about it though. I was thoroughly enjoying the class until today when I realized he wasn't teaching all that we needed to know for the test.
It's almost like he's saying "read the book and I'll help explain the way I do what it says." It's not at all like he's actually teaching... it ticks me off.

Lastly is Current Affairs, which I'm VERY glad is only one day a week. The professer is an extremely opinionated Democrat. We're supposed to discuss what's going on in the news, but with the way she says things... I feel that I have no way to state my opinion, and that's my grade right out the window because it's based on participation.
I'm quite open and comfortable talking in any of my other classes, but that one... ugh... it's hard to get anything out.
She was going on about how Gov. Palin had called women dogs simply because she claimed the difference between a hockey mom and a pit bull was lipstick. She is NOT calling women dogs. At it's worst, one could say she's calling Hockey moms dogs, but I don't think that at all. I believe she's saying that Hockey moms are simply tough and scary, and they need to be to put up with hockey players.
I saw an article about the "lipstick" comments in USA Today today, and I have the paper at home. I'm going to read it as soon as I finish posting this and get home.

Lastly (again) is my computer class. Not much to say there. I get to sit next to my friend Chris. She is yet another AWESOME person that I've met. We had Astronomy together over the summer. She's homeschooled and duel enrolled at the college, and she's VERY, VERY smart.
Her mom is awesome. Often times they take me out to lunch, which her mom keeps buying for me. I greatly appreciate it, but I feel bad about it. I'd like to be able to treat them every once in a while, but usually what happens is I suggest the place, and she buys the food.
I love them both. They super cool!!! (even though that sounds really lame).
Chris might read this, so just in case, she needs to know that I am immensly grateful for her help on the Science Club Poster, and I'm really sorry she got sick that day. And she's just plain spectacular and I'm really glad that I got to meet her.

Now before my battery dies I have just a little more to say.

First, if I haven't mentioned it, I have a new roommate. His name is Christopher, and he's another really great guy (I always seem to be surrounded by amazing people... isn't that amazing!!!).
I've been riding my bike at the park for the past three nights (at least...) and enjoying almost every minute of it (feeling the bugs pelt me all over and stick to my arms is not so enjoyable... but...).

I wrote this while riding at the park at sunset today. There are various strange references in it... so it probably doesn't make sense... but it comes from a conversation between Dr. Bodart (Physics Professor) and myself earlier this afternoon, before I went to the park. I explained the conversation... well, the mentionings of cities below the poem, but I like the mystery of it without understanding what it's talking about.

09-11-08 (18:58)
It's too hot
The sun beats down too hot
The cloud cover just temporary
Relief
September in St. Louis
It's just not the way it was
The way I remember
And we'll be hitting Houston
And I'm so scared
The sun is going down
And I'm so scared
Between the dim light and the shadows
I recall
A September in St. Louis
When I was young
And this just never is
The way it was
The way it was...
The way it was...
The moon sharing the sky with the sun
And I'm so scared...


Dr. Bodart's from St. Louis, and not used to it being this hot in September, and Hurricane Ike is supposed to hit Houston tomorrow (I think). So that's that. Wasn't it better with the Mystery to it?

Now this I wrote a couple days ago. It was strange inspiration, but it came from the thought that I will never produce anything new. Any poem that I ever write will always be something that has been within me since I was born. Ever watch a movie, and then watch it again, and see something totally different and new that you didn't see before. Well, that's what I was trying to express. I've also been feeling overwhelmingly inspired to write. Overwhelming because there is just so much I want to write that I can't focus on one simple thing to write. So... here it is.
"Hope you hate it." (Reese Roper)

09-07-08 (21:35)
I feel like a storm drain
Overflowed with debris
Trash and beauty found a way
To waste me away
And in my simplest state
I've come to see
I'm merely a painting
Everything ever "produced" has been within me from the start
Who now should we praise?
The sculptor or the art?

With Love
You're with Stupid
Matthew Shane

Did I mention the girl in my Economics class??? I'm going to talk to her. I will.