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I don’t quite remember when this transaction took place, but apparently the devil and I made a little deal a while back to make me his own personal advocate. I love arguing with people, especially within the past year or two. No matter what the conversation is about, if somebody expresses some type of preference over another, I am compelled to jump in and defend the other option. Whenever anybody states their opinion around me and then starts to go on and on about why they are right, I just have to get in their face and challenge them. Hell, at least half of the time I actually agree with them and I end up defending something I don’t even agree with. I just like proving people wrong or at least trying to show their ignorance and stupidity on any given topic. But unless you want to get punched in the face, don’t ask if I’m gonna be a lawyer.

Now if you want to know the definition of being a bad ass, I point you no further then this. I’d sail with “The Iceman” any day. Damn, that is just hardcore badass at its best.

I’ve been thinking a lot lately about what I’m gonna do next semester and once I graduate. I’ve pretty much arrived at the conclusion that any option I have looks good to me as long as it doesn’t involve staying here in South Carolina for the time being. I cannot express to you enough how sick I am of this place and yet at the same time it kills me, because it has this grip on me that I can’t explain. Next semester should be interesting though =)

I’ve been writing a lot lately too. More then I have in the last few years combined and it sucks. I never think it’s good enough and I spend countless hours toiling over just two or three pages. I’ll type the same sentence twenty different times using different phrases and wordings and I’ll still never find one that I’m happy with. I’m working on one chapter right now that I think I’ll be posting within a few days. Well, that is if I can actually finish it.