||[Jan. 16th, 2005|07:19 pm]
Well, since updating last, I have secured a job at the Falcon Express, which I begin on Tuesday, and begun receiving counseling. My counselor's name is David Brown. At my first session, I had to tell him my life story as directed by his questions. I was really uncomfortable, and I was a bit annoyed that he wasn't doing more to make me feel better, but at the very end of the session, he gave me some very encouraging words. So, yeah, that was Thursday.
Friday, I went to take my "Special Points Examination." If you will remember, I had a bit of a run-in with the Carlisle police, resulting in a traffic citation, and hence a few points on my license. Three points, to be precise, in addition to four that I had from a summer speeding offense. That took my grand total to 7. The game of driving, however, is not so much like basketball as it is like golf, the idea being to have as few points as possible. In fact, upon reaching six points, one must take the "Special Points Examination" that I took and passed. I don't really understand what is so "special" about it. It just seemed like an average sort of test to me, but whateva. I only got two wrong out of 20. That's an A-! I also got my picture taken for my renewed license. My mom hated the picture and said she liked the other one better. The "other one" being the one where i was 17 years old, weighed about 40 pounds more, was very nearly frowning, looking down, had a very short haircut, and was wearing a plain white T-shirt. She said of this one that I "look like a convict." Upon asking her how I look like a convict, she told me that my hair is now long and unkempt. And that, apparently, makes me look more like a convict than my last license photo. Whatever. She is crazy, but I love her all the same.
It was Friday that my headache developed. Probably from writing a two-page paper that morning. It was about my visit to a Catholic church. Quite an interesting experience, I must say. It helped me see through a lot of the lies and distortions about the Catholic Church that I had been fed at my conservative Protestant church. So, yeah. I wrote that paper. Then I took it up to one of my professors, as I would be unable to attend most of class because of my "Special Points Examination." She wasn't pleased about me missing class, but she said we could talk about making up the class time I missed.
Later that evening, the most awesome girl in the world came over, and we watched a movie.
Saturday was amazing. When I wasn't eating a meal, I was laying in bed listening to music. That's what I did all day, until I went to see "Sky Captain and the World of Tomorrow" at the Boyer Cinema. It was good, but not good enough. I almost regret seeing it. Pity. It had a lot of potential, i think.
Today, I skipped church. That's been a bad habit when I'm at school. I guess it's because I don't have anyone to go with. And don't get me wrong, church shouldn't be a completely social thing, but it's hard to be motivated to go if you're going to be alone the whole time.
When I finally did wake up, I stumbled to the bathroom with the intent to get a shower. Still not fully conscious, I was greeted by a sign on the door that said "Bittner 2nd- Women". I had never been more confused in my life. I thought "How did I get here?" As I started to turn back toward my room, I finally realized that the sign was only paper, and someone had obviously moved it from its original location.
Shortly after I would have been coming back from church, my mother came. We went to the mall. I got the latest Air record. It was a pricey 20 U.S. dollars, but I had been wanting it since its release last year, so I thought it would be worth it. So, I bought it at one of two FYE's in the mall. I made my way around the mall, visiting Hot Topic, Fish Bone, Waldenbooks, and some very expensive Men's Clothing Store. I thought surely two hours had passed, so I sat down to wait for my mom. I got bored, so I decided to open up my 20 dollar CD and page through the booklet. After I was finished with that, my mom had still not appeared, so I went for another walk. It was then that I noticed that the other FYE was closing and having a clearance sale. 20-50 percent off of everything. I was like, "Wow, this is awesome. I'll just return my CD and buy it in here." I looked, and sure enough, Talkie Walkie was also available in this store. So I reached into my coat pocket for the copy I bought from the other FYE in hopes of returning it. To my horror, I touched the unwrapped CD and remembered my mistake of being too curious about artwork and lyrics. I almost cried. Then I got a chai at a small coffee shop and felt better. But still, I could have saved at least 4 dollars. Oh well. Life goes on, and the album is great.
I also got some pretty sweet coupons for FYE. One is for 5 dollars off of any DVD, and another is for 10 dollars off any DVD box set above 25 dollars. I hope I get a chance to use them.
Tomorrow is Martin Luther King Jr. Day, and I will be doing nothing.
Oh, there is a Pedro the Lion show at the Troc on Groundhog Day, if anyone is interested. Also, Jens Lekman will be in Philly on the 13th with The Impossible Shapes. I would like to go to that show as well, because I think the Impossible Shapes new album is going to be amazing. I heard some samples from it, and I hope that it will be released before the show. I hope to have a car on campus over the weekend of the 13th, because I want to do something special with someone special on the 14th, so with or without you, I plan on going to the latter show mentioned in this paragraph. Still, I would appreciate any company I can get. Like I said, I would drive.
Whoa, this is one hell of an entry, eh? I guess I'll cut it off here. Have a good week.
Oh, right. The quote of the day (I'm sure you were worried about it):
"Hey Dustin, don't let the X-Files get you!" -Philip Koppenhaver