Man.. life is weird.. and halloween is here. so will that make life weirdo, or will it make everyone weird, which in turn will make everything normal for one night?

So the history of halloween is as follows:
psha. I won't bore you with things you should already know. I hope you know, and don't just get candy and party in vain. Cuz that would make you a halloweenie.

Yes. you.

So what shall i do tonight? I know not. Maybe i'll help pass out candy and scare little kids. Maybe warn them of the Anthrax Ghost or something.

There has to be something interesting afoot.

Otherwise I'll make it happen.

Cuz life must be boring when you're not me.

¿Feelin MyStiFieD?

Wow, the last time i wrote was last weekend.

When did this journal become a weekend updater?

Maybe you people should read my subprofile more. Which by the way, sucks. But hey, like i always say, you can't really complain about free... just whine about it.

Weekend was pretty average, nothing spectacular, almost on the verge of boring. But no day is every boring when you can pretend to be a superhero in a video game.

Yes, i play too many video games. Life is great.

Well, it's either do that or sit around being bored. And you know, it's not really that easy to just go out and socialize when all your contacts in the area live 30 plus minutes away from you. I'm a shy guy also, so you know, it's hard for me to just make friends. You can't just walk up to a group of people at the mall and go "hey, i'm your new friend. call me!" or can you? hmmmm

Well, that's it for this weeks report of the weekend. In other words, i'm tired of typing.

Wow, I haven't wrote in a long time. Mostly because nothing interesting has happened for a while. Well except for this weekend.

*Flashback scene. Squiggly lines, harp music... fade to black.*

*Fade to last friday*

I found myself driving up to philly to meet up with my atlantic city friends. They said they would be there at 10:00 pm. I left from DC at around 7:45 pm. Since it's about a two and a half hour drive, i figured i would be a little late. They didn't show up until 11, and I ended up waiting for them. It's funny how their 50 min drive took longer then my 3 hour drive.

But anyway, we went clubbing at some little club called Chrome. It was some sort of asian night sponsored by some sorta asian club from University of Penn (i'm so good with details). I saw alot of my Upenn acquantences. Most of them from the church i go to. So it was kind of an enlightening experience to see that they were like me. Um... as opposed to.. um... fanatical church people. Not that there's anything wrong with that. O.o

There was maybe all of ONE good looking girl at the club, who acted in such a manner that made me want to talk to her. The others were just all.. blegh. Like.. some were cute and whatever, but I know my type.
And these three er.... average looking girls came up to my friend and asked him to dance... and he pretty much pimped out. We didn't give him any points though, because they were just ugl-- er.... um... average.

Then saturday, by some weird bit of luck and fate twisting, we ended up back in philly. But we weren't as the whole crew like friday, it was just me, my bro, and my other friend. My bro went to see some of his friends that I'm not too keen about seeing, so I went to chill with my other friend. Kinda glad I did. We met up with these two girls, and went back to the one girls house, and I met her two sisters, who were a year older and a year younger. All four of them were cute in their respective ways... don't think i'd be attracted to any of them though. The younger one was baking cookies, and the first two girls started stealing her cookies. They made a cookie with my name on it. cute. =)

Then they found out that I go to drexel, and they want to chill with me when I start going back to school. I suuure don't mind. hehe.

Sunday.. I hung out with my brownie girl. She kinda means alot to me now.. since you know.. the car accident.. and she was the only one who really got hurt. So we went to the mall and chilled and stuff. Came back home... she went home.. I took a nap... woke up... went to her house to use her very shitty internet... gave up, and just chilled there watching TV until nighttime. Then I went off with my AC crew, cuz they're the only people I know that chill at 3 am on a school night.

Monday.. more twisting of the fate and luck and all. While on my way into the court room to plead guilty and prepare to have my head chopped off, my mom ran into one of her frequent customers at our restaurant.. it turns out he's the head of the traffic division. So he took my ticket.. scribble some weird code on it.. gave it back to me, and told me to tell the prosecutor that he wrote that, and I wouldn't have any points added! wow. Unfortunately, the prosecutor wasn't there that day, so I had to reschedule.

Eesh.. driving back and forth from DC to AC (... ACDC? ...) is starting to get trite.

*Squiggle lines, harp music... fade to black*

So here I am...
...
*Kick narrator*
*oh yea.. fade back in to now*

So here I am now.. sitting at work, updating my journal. Hope you had fun and i'll see you next time.

Doo doo doo.. it's a beautiful day in the neighborhood.

I'm not going C
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Really.

It seems like everyone always writes about there day. But you know, I pretty much have figured out a pattern in my daily routine and I think everyone has one.

So here is my
Template for Intern Mystic:

Alarm goes off at 6 am.
I wake up at 7:15.
Brush teeth, do hair, pick out clothes.
Go downstairs, say goodmorning to my "landlords".
Go to kitchen
Get glass.
Go to fridge.
Get *insert drink depending on mood*
Drink.
Put glass in sink.
Walk back upstairs because I probably forgot *Cellphone/Jacket/Keys/ID/brain*
Walk back downstairs.
If it's cold, then I start the car and chill inside for 10 min.
Look at time. Realize I'm not going to get to work by 8:30 like I'm suppose to.
Drive to Metro (subway)
*Insert random happening or thought... ex: car cuts me off... me coming to revelation about some subject*
Buy newspaper.
Buy Ticket.
Go on subway.
*Insert random social aspect of human nature... ex: way people sleep or read paper or become ignorant*
Get to work.
Say hi to co-workers.
Go online.



For 8 hours.
inbetween:
Surf web. Chat on Aim. Look up things. Make phonecalls.
*Insert random fear of death related to DC. ex: like today, the 2 firetrucks, ambulences and police cars in front of the building*
Take lunch break.
Take smoke breaks.
Wait for 4ish... start trip home.
Subway opposite of trip ride there. (see above)
Get home.
*Random happening with my roomie Brian.*
*Watch some TV show that comes on that night, depending on what brian tells me to watch*
*Possibly go out. ex: movie, chill with friends, grocery shopping*
if not asleep early, the possible chatting online with cali people and phone calls with far-away friends.
A little bit of Gaming, and then shower.
Check alarm is set for 6 am.

Rinse, repeat.

Today.. i'd like to talk about what every newspaper is talking about. Terrorists. Yes, they're misguided, but, I don't neccessarily make them *evil* like they seem to be projected in the media. It's just that they have a differing view of how thing should be, and perhaps, they were a little distorted in how they should get their views across.

Also, they are muslim, and they are just fighting for muslim rights in the middle east. I wouldn't want Islamic religion to be associated with terrorism, and I feel it's wrong that they are using islam as a mask in their political "jihad" and using it as a way to sway the masses to their cause. It's the extreme fanatism that is being bred that says fight for what you believe in. But just like any religion, there is that fanatism. Just look at Christianity in the middle ages. Just look at Christianity in WW2. People are blinded by what holy clergy tell them. It doesn't make the religion bad.

But the people of the faith are being lead to believe that suicide bombings and becoming martyrs is a way to paradise. They are being told that any struggle with those who oppose the islamic faith will be a hero. Religion can and probably will unite those in the middle east against everyone, but that doesn't mean that we should hate that religion.

But I believe that the muslim religion is keeping them from being totally barbaric. In a news article a while back... a Al-Queda spokesperson issued a warning telling woman and children, muslims, and people who are against the american cause to stay out of high buildings, because another attack is possible. Even if it was to just stir anxiety in the US, I still believe that shows a level of civility in the Al-Queda. Even during the World Trade Center attacks, it's hard not to notice that the first plane struck very early in the morning. A possible indication that they weren't trying to kill people so much as make a statement. If they wanted to, they could have struck at 12-2, when the building would have been completely full, and also, the streets below. So given the fact that there was possible technical difficulties in hijacking the plans, and if everything went according to plan... the planes may have struck at 7 am, when the buildings had a minimum amount of people.

What's my point? I just think we shouldn't just take what the media says and just accept it. We as a country, in a current state, can be quite biased. Brainwashed is a harsh term, but it describes what we might become quite accurately.

And then, that could make us no worse then those "terrorists".

Recently in my life, i've been pretty hollow and just downright bland. Nothing matters too much anymore. There is really only one thing that can take my mind off things.

Every morning, I read the newspaper on my subway ride to the Department of Health and Human services. It is the only thing that has kept my interest, as my feeling of loyalty and national pride have kicked in. I haven't even found a way to dismiss the war or to de-glorify it in anyway like I usually would with any situation. It matters alot to me, I have no opinion though, I just sit and watch, and wait for the reports.

It's like a giant movie to me. As the daily show said "Survivor starts airing [last night]. That's what this world needs is more crisis... we need Real people facing fake crisis". It was humorous in the regards that Survivor is nothing but a speck in the world now, compared to CNN, NBC, and any other news station.

Work started yesterday. I wasn't in the mood to be there. But payperiods and orientation only happen every so often, so my friend Jeff encouraged me to suck it up and just come in.

But today, after finally going to sleep and getting a fresh start, I came in, and yes, i realize now that I am actually an employee of the government of the United States of America.

Since I work for the Department of Health and Human Services, I'm really at the center of where everyone who needs human services is at. At the cafeteria, a sight impaired man is the cashier. It put a whole new perspective on who those people really are. When we go to pay, we have to tell them exactly what we have ordered, and then tell them what amount of money we're giving him. It seems so simple and so easy to lie... but, can you really bring yourself to lie to a blind man? And knowing how karma works.. he probably has some acute hearing senses and can tell when a person is lying.

It just showed me how sensitive we should be to those other people that aren't just average people. Ramps, brail, vibrations... everything that we see and then wonder what's the big deal... well... when you see it and put two and two together... you really feel glad we mad it a big deal.

I've had a horrible weekend.. i haven't been coherent in a while. But i'm getting better. It's all hard to explain, and i really rather not talk about it anymore then i have already had to.

Worked called today, confirmed me coming in on Tuesday. Finally! I get to start working. Note to self though: Remember to call Drexel and have my official transcript sent to me. That's about it.

Oh yes, today i watched Momento and Tomcats. Both are unsettling movies in their respective genres. Both will probably bug you out if you were high.

Tomorrow Never Dies.

More problems at work... not really going to go into much detail about it.. but basically, they need more info. Stupid info. Just let me work already.

Today, I painted a deck. Painting a deck is fun.. especially when you can sit on the deck afterwords and realize that yes, this is your accomplishment. You can just enjoy it while you listen to the birds and the rustle of the trees. The beautiful greens and browns of the surrounding lands compliments the deck so well, and you feel like you helped to create the masterpiece before you... cuz well... you ARE sitting on it.

Well, nothing else to say really. I really can't wait to start working.. and that's about it... the rest of the time I'm just trying to kill before i get down to (government) business.

I swear, my life is weird. This weekend, upon going home to brood on my NOT working for the next week, I ended up having a great weekend.

First, my friend J is selling his Honda Prelude and getting an Acura RSX, so i'm happy for him (though I personally like the prelude better). But with the switch, he's getting manual transmission, which is something he's been desiring for quite some time. Also, he gave me his 18 inch rims for free, because he needs stock rims before he can sell the car and because the RSX can't use the same rims (and plus, they would look weird).

Second, one of my dreams almost came true. See, I always wanted to have a little sister around the age of 16ish so I could have someone to take care of and stuff. Yea, I wanted to be the big brother type, and have a little sis who would be proud of me and love me. Well, this weekend, this girl I know, who I'm pretty close with, and always treated like a little sister anyways... she stumbled into some problems and needed a new place to stay and new guardianships and stuff, so i suggested she stay with my mom. Since I was in DC, the room was free anyways. Right now I don't know exactly how things will be settled, but she's talking with my mom, so I'll know soon enough. And then, it'll kinda be like I have a sister right? =D

Lastly, I went to upenn last night, had a great time with my upenn friends, and my other friends from drexel and from back home. It was certainly a night of bugging out and messing around, and I was happy to get one more chance to hang out with all of them. It's because of those people that I was with last night that I kinda want to go back to college. (but then again, I think about the work... and well... that really sucks ca-ca).

So in the end, the weekend made great what the weekdays before made bad. Back to a neutral contentment, like I usually am. =)