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Country: United States
State: Virginia
Birthday: 1/7/1985
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Thursday, January 29, 2004

So I don't figure that people actually read these things, because no one ever comments or anything, but what the hell I'll keep writing them because it gives me something to do other than work.  Today I had general psych.  I HATE my psych professor.  I'm really dissapointed cuz being a psych major I was hoping to enjoy the class.  It's not the professor's bad sense of humor that irks me, its the way he projects his opinon on everything.  In a seminar class it is fine, even beneficial for a professor to tell his opinion, as you can discuss with the professor why he thinks that way.  Also, in an upper level class, where students have a basic knowledge of the topic it is interesting to hear a professor's opinion.  However, in a general class, PSYC 101, it is not good that the prof keeps telling us what to think.  Today we learned Freud was crap.  In his own words, we should "chuck it all."  Now Freud may not be the approach one agrees with, but it is still an approach.  Good old prof should have just said that many people do not agree with Freud but it is a theory.  Instead he enjoyed referring to Freud's ideas as "absurd" and "crazy."  The class is not called John Haidt's Psychology.  It is General Psychology.  All I ask for is the desency for him to allow us to make our own opinions about stuff.  Psychology is not an exact, provable science.  He said that there was plenty of evidence to contradict Freud, but did not mention what it was.  I'm not contradicting the evidence, but I'd atleast like to know what it is so I can make my own opinion.  And what about all the evidence that does support Freud's views, or anyone's views for that matter.  But if John Haidt doesn't like it, then it must be wrong......grr it irks me!!
Oh, and for added fun, he asks us to write down personal statements and then shares them with the class............
If I could drop this class, I would in a second!!!


Wednesday, January 28, 2004

POOP ON YOU!


Yesterday was quite an exciting day, with the return of our mouse friend.  Of course, if William hadn't jumped and squealed it wouldn't have been have as exciting.  While searching for the mouse we decided to pull away all the stuff from out bed and we found a little brown thing under my bed.  Unfortunately, it was not the dust or fuzz ball we hoped for but a dead mouse.  At least now we know why the room was smelling funky!  So we never did catch the other mouse, but hopefully it has left for good.

I really should be reading instead of writing this thing.  Slavic fun has officially been taken out of the fun category for a while


Sunday, January 25, 2004

Tonight was the Golden Globe Award Broadcast.  I was not terribly impressed by the winners.  Lord of the Rings won best picture, drama.  While it wasn't a bad movie, it really wasn't at the same level as the other pictures nominated.  I think a truly good dramatic movie is one that makes you think and makes you realize new things about yourself.  They should be movies that tackle topics that make you feel uncomfortable and good at the same time.  A truly great movie is not one that you remember because the actors are attractive, or it is the third installment of a good series, or it has a cult-like following behind it.  A good movie is one that makes you say, "You know, I never looked at the world in that way before."  Great movies tackle deep issues and social taboos like love, death, suicide, homosexuality, discrimination, loss, hate, gender roles, despair, religion, truth, beauty, and so forth.  And just so everyone does not think I have terrible taste in movies (or perhaps to enforce your belief that I have horrible taste), some of my all-time favorite movies are:  Far From Heaven, The Others, Mona Lisa Smile, Steel Magnolias, Moulin Rouge, The Hours, Cold Mountain, The Italian Job, and - I haven't seen this movie, but from hearing what other people say about it it definately seems to be my type of movie - Monster.  So there's my rant about what makes a truly great drama movie.  Of course action movies are completely different, and there's very few comedies I enjoy so take it as you will.

I wonder if anyone actually reads these things, because no one ever seems to get comments on their online journals.  Too often these things are filled with nothing truly serious: we often seem to hide ourselves from others.  I know coming from me this will sound hypocritical, but our reluctance to reveal our true selves is probably simply because of how others treat us if they know the truth.  Sometimes people who you've known your whole life, and people with whom you've thrown all your cares to the wind get caught up on one facet of your personality or life and seem unable to look beyond it.  We are all too often placed in catergories; happy/sad, friendly/rude, straight/gay, smart/dumb, attractive/ugly.  It is through these catergories that we learn to be defined and to define others.  We only know each other on the surface of our lives.  The world walks around with answers of, "I'm doing well, thanks" prepared to come out of our always smiling lips.  God forbid we actually care deeply.  Care enough to ask and to understand.  The life is a box, to which we have lost our key.


You know what really sucks?  When you're really enjoying spending time with someone who is really special to you, and then the time is ruined because something comes up that just puts everyone in a bad mood?  Well, that's how my weekend was.  I'm so upset I had to come home early, because I was really enjoying my relaxing weekend with my baby.  But on the bright side, I did get a new really HOTT shirt.  Victorinox.  95 bucks baby.  Well, at least I may actually get some work done this weekend this way.  But still, it sucks that this stupid snow happened and I have to come home early   I am NOT a fan at all.  But love to everyone!!  Leave me messages to make me happy!!



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