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Ridin dirty

In an ironic turn of events (see last Xanga entry), a motherfucking poindexter caught me taking food back to my dorm. I had a nice big plate full of hot food and a tall glass of milk, was walking back to my room mindin my own business, and behind me I hear this ""EXCUSE ME SIR. EXCUSE ME SIR. EXCUSE ME SIR. SIR. SIR. EXCUSE ME. SIR? CAN I HAVE A MOMENT OF YOUR TIME SIR?" Since I dont consider myself a sir, I wasn't paying any attention to this guy until he caught up with me. Turns out he's the guy in charge of all of UoM's dining services. He tried to explain to me the benefits of closing the dining hall at 6:30pm (there was no legit reason, he just made up some UoM dining financial budget bullshit but that's a crock of shit since taking food back to my dorm doesnt affect bull-shit with your finances) and that if I wanted, I could go eat at South Quad across the street since they close at 8pm. He didnt know that I have classes at 8pm, as well as study groups. So I explained to him that I get hungry after 8pm and that it's bullshit that West Quad closes so early anyways. Guess how long we get to eat dinner? 5pm-6:30pm. Miss that hour and a half, and you're fucked. I bet it takes them longer to set up the place than they spend serving food, yeah that's a good effective use of resources. If you have a class during that timeframe, sucks to be you. Apparently he wasnt too bright on the whole "people get hungry between the hours of 8pm and 7:30am" idea. Almost a 12 fucking hour gap there, but OUR dining hall closes at 6:30pm so it's MORE than a 12 hour gap for me since I'm in class or study groups at dinnertime anywhere else on campus!!

So yeah, fuck you dining service coordinator. Thanks for being an asshole. But hey, dont worry, I'll return the favor. I'm going to continue taking food out of the dining hall, albeit a bit more carefully, because there's no reason I should be denied food for 13 hours when i've already payed for my mealplan. Should be pretty easy, I'll just make sure you arent sitting right outside of the cafeteria waiting for people who step out with food next time and make them throw their food away like a complete jackass with nothing better to do. In addition to that, I'm going to take plates, silverware, and glasses from the cafeteria and I'm not going to return them. I'm thinking, 30 plates, 10 glasses, and 5 sets of eating utensils will be sufficient compensation for the trouble that I will undoubtedly be in this year. See, when I take food back to my room, I wash the dishes before I return them because I'm not an asshole. Now I'm going to wash them, and not return them. See the difference? I could use some plates up in here. I dont know what for, I'll probably distribute them among my friends who need them. But it's your call dipshit, I was going to be nice and everything would've worked out great, but you had to fuck it all up and lose money in the process. Congratulations, your UoM dining financial budget system is going to lose money because of your asshole-ry.

Lemme know in the comments if you want some free eating utensils.

Love, Michael.
Breakin the rules

My name is Michael, and I break the rules.

But I may not be as bad as you think I am. I think that some rules, they're okay to be broken. If your spouse was having a heart attack and you were driving them to the hospital, is it okay to go over the speed limit? How about run a stop sign? Or hijack a vehicle?

The rules that I break are what I like to refer to as "optional rules". They're rules enforced upon us by society because someone somewhere thinks that we cant handle ourselves otherwise. Whoever did that, is a wise person and is very very correct. Without some limits upon humanity, total anarchy would reign supreme and it'd be every man for himself.

But here's a couple of the rules I break. For one, the legal drinking age is 21, and I'm only 19. I'm not much of a drinker, but I am not at all afraid to waltz into a bar with a fake ID and order a drink. And if I get caught, I really dont care, because it was a stupid rule anyways. I dont and wont feel a bit bad about what I did.

Here's a little something-something I like to do. When the cafeteria in my dorm serves lasagna, which I swear is some of the best lasagna I've ever eaten, I like to stock up and have some more left over for later. So is it wrong for me to fill up in the cafeteria, but go back for seconds and then take the plate back to my room? How about two plates of lasagna? Two plates and a tall glass of skim milk? What if I wash the dishes and return them promptly? Would it be worse to do that than to steal a few empty plates from the cafeteria and never return them?

Another example. I'm not book-smart, so I cheat on my exams. All the time. Do I think that plagarism is wrong? Yes. Do I think that people should know what they're doing in their field of profession before they're allowed to practice said profession? Hell yes. Am I going to have to know the air-speed velocity of an unladen swallow when I'm drilling holes and filling cavities in peoples' teeth? Well unless an unladen swallow has a bomb attached to it's body and is about to perform a jihad on my private practice dentistry, I sure fucking hope not. Who's it going to hurt if I save some Calculus equations on my calculator and refer to them on the test? I'm not going to remember all of those equations if I'm an engineer, and even if I did remember them I'd be double-checking to make sure they're the correct equations anyways. Certainly, if someone cheated on their driver's test, or in flight school, that's wrong. That person should not be on the road. But the expected curriculum is filling our students' minds with so much excess crap, useless information that they're paying for and affects their overall GPA yet will forget over the course of the next semester. What a waste, why should I need to take Physics and Organic Chemistry and 4 semesters of Spanish in order to be elligible for dental school? Goddamn, leave me alone, I'm trying to fix teeth here. Y'know, in Australia there's a 3 year program for people straight out of high school that lets you become a full-fledged dentist. So let's compare 8 years of US school, costing me an arm and a leg the entire time, versus 3 years as soon as I get out of high school. I would love to be a dentist by the time I'm 21. That way I can open up a private practice dentistry office that serves alcohol and lasagna. Since such a huge percentage of the population has a fear of going to the dentist, dont you think a nice stiff drink and a relaxing meal in the waiting room would help ease their worries while I'm busy crunching numbers in order to protect the building from religious extremist unladen swallows?
What are your five favorite movies of all time?

I love so many movies, that this would be an impossible question to answer unless we were talking about specific genres.

Horror:

1. The Shining
2. The Ring
3. Saw/Saw II
4. 28 Days Later
5. Dawn of the Dead

Family-friendly films:

1. The Sandlot
2. The Rescuers/The Rescuers: Down Under
3. Homeward Bound
4. Forrest Gump
5. Ferngully

I couldnt even begin to list my 5 favorite comedy movies, there are too many of them.
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I started watching Bridge to Terabithia. As a kid, I remember reading the book and immensly enjoying it. However, the movie is just balls, I'm trying to watch at least one hour of it to give it a chance but it's just not possible, I'm already too bored to finish it. I cant, it's just that bad, I hardly ever NOT finish a movie no matter how bad it is. That's happened, maybe like twice in my life. And I usually watch 3-4 movies a week.

What were they thinking? This movie adaptation is horrifying. It's like, they turned the book into a movie, but it's not really a movie so much as it is a soundtrack. It's just, songs, everywhere, singing and music and dancing all the time between motionless acting and bad CGI. It's an abomination of the senses. It's so fake in everything it does, it makes me sick to my stomach. In every scene, I count so many problems, it's as if I'm the only person who notices these things. This film could have been great, but instead it just sucks. What I dont understand is the overwhelmingly positive reviews that it got.

This is a godforsaken movie, and I want my time back for watching it. I didnt pay for it, since I illegally downloaded it, but I feel like they owe me something for the perfectly good hour of my life that they wasted. I am dead serious. Dont watch this movie, but please read the book. The movie's that bad, and the book's that good.
So I'm all moved into my new room in West Quad. I'll post pictures later, it looks very nice. I'm on the first floor, so it makes getting to classes alot easier. I was working on my desk and needed a pair of pliers in order to get a screw out, and my fingers slipped and the pliers ricocheted out of my hand and made a huge cut right above my eyelid, made me bleed some. I'm grateful that it didnt hit a few centimeters lower, or I'd be blind for sure. It's little things like that that make me still have a little faith in the possibility of a higher power. Still Agnostic for now, but if you're looking out for me, I do greatly appreciate it.
I just finished watching No Country for Old Men. I highly suggest that everyone watches this movie, it's a very good movie that follows a different format than how most movies progress. I'll be checking out the book from the UoM library whenever I get back up there. Speaking of which, I've been packing, and I'll be leaving Arkansas either Sunday or Monday. Preferably Monday, because I still have alot to do.
If you had to get a tattoo, what would it be of? Why?

It would be a ring around my ring finger. That way, I'm permanently displaying my eternal undying love towards the woman that I love.

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I had a crazy dream last night. I was in a very tall building, and on the first floor was a bank. I was sitting on a bench reading a book, and I turned around and looked outside. Some people were about to walk in, they were all wearing masks. There's only one reason why a group of people would walk into a bank while wearing masks, unless it's Halloween. For the few of you who are slow, I'll spell it out for you: they were going to rob the place. I didnt want to get held hostage, so I ran to the elavator and furiously pressed the "close" button and just as soon as the elevator closed I heard the whole "alright everyone get down!" bit and screaming ensued. I got taken up to the 31st floor of the building. Across the room, there was a bench where this french dude was trying to hit on my mom. She obviously wasnt interested, but he was being really annoying. My dad happened to be in the room so he marched over and kicked his ass. Enough time had passed, so I thought I'd be a hero and try to handle the situation downstairs with the robbery and all. It wouldnt make sense trying to step right into the heat of the action, so I got off on the second floor. I looked down the hall and there were people with bunny masks on. I hid in the shadows for a bit and then tried to creep behind them, but they saw me and shot me. I died or passed out or something, but when I came to I was in this skate park/dirtbike track place. This chubby little girl came up to me, crying that a man wearing a bunny mask had taken her videogame. I asked where he was because I was going to kick his ass. So we got in a car and she was giving me direction to where he was, she pointed over the horizon to the same tall building that I was in at the beginning on my dream. There was a stretch of water and a bridge that I had to drive over to get there. But all of a sudden the ground started shaking, a humongous robot was rising out of the water. The quake caused the building to collapse and meteors started falling out of the sky, and everyone evacuated underground to start a new life.