despite its best efforts, group work could not obliterate my grades to the extent that i might make the school look bad for accepting stupid people (heaven forbid). everybody wins...
...including my hockey team. the recipe for success is apparently to send me several time zones off into the distance. there's nothing like having your otherwise crappy team go undefeated in your absence to make you feel like you contribute.
also: i want to trade my drums for a piano. i don't think i'll ever be a decent drummer, and being a bad pianist sounds like it would be more fun than being a bad drummer. really i should just play the guitar all day and be good at one thing instead of mediocre at several.
this is starting to turn into an actual blog... i think i can fix that by stirring your patriotic sentiments with hulk hogan's music video, "real american." enjoy:
recommended music: muse - muscle museum the dandy warhols - nietzsche