Alan's Corner

jnettex3:

All I have to ask is, do you even have a guilty conscience?

IT’S TIME FOR THE GOOD TIMES

FORGET ABOUT THE BAD TIMES

ONE DAY TO COME TOGETHER TO RELEASE ALL THE PRESSURE

WE NEED A HOLIDAY

IF WE TOOK A HOLIDAY

TOOK SOME TIME TO CELEBRATE

C’MON LET’S CELEBRATE

JUST ONE DAY OUT OF LIFE

IT WOULD BE, IT WOULD BE SO NICE.

I took her out

It was a Friday night, I wore cologne to get the feelin’ right

We started making out

And she took off my pants

But then I turned on the T.V.

And that’s about the time she…

I disagree with affirmative action

People tend to regard diversity with a tad bit of ignorance and skepticism; primarily affirmative action.

In all reality however, diversity is seriously the most fundamental and significant issues of the workplace of today. The first thing everyone should get used to is that diversity should not be a code word for affirmative action.

“Our ancestors did some pretty horrible things to each other: slavery the subjugation of women, the virtual annihilation of Native Americans, and, more recently, forced segregation and exclusion.”

Let me tell you guys what affirmative action is, it’s based on the assertion that the descendants of the victimizers are responsible for the ancestors’ actions and should take steps to redress those wrongs by providing government-mandated preferential treatment to the descendants of the victims.

Diversity should not be with controversy as affirmative action. I believe that everyone is responsible for their own actions.

Seriously

What the fuck is up with the 3D movies?

Step up 3D… omg. just stop..

It was strange, a dream with real life conflicts.

I woke to a disturbing pain in my head and a knocking on my door. I walked out of my room to discover that all of the lights in my house have been turned on - and the hallway was empty.

It was weird… from 11PM to midnight, I have no recollection as to what the fuck happened to me. I remember I was on my computer doing a spread sheet for my fraternity, next thing I knew, I was on my bed face down.

The smell of booze was in the air and the feeling of blood rushing through my veins made me cringe; how the fuck did I get here?

I settled back down into bed and passed out. There was absolutely no way I could have been this damn tired…

In my dream, I was being chased by these dark ghouls - in other words, these shadowy figures who resembled friends, families and enemies. My only defense was my pocket HD flashlight. I tried my best to outrun every single one of these monsters but they were too numerous and their darkness consumed me. It was then I woke up again, fearing the worst had come, I called my girlfriend to try to shed light as to whether or not the world has been taken over, or it was all just a dream.

It rang and rang, she finally picked up and confirmed - I was indeed crazy.

But it all seemed so real. I looked down at my forearm… there stamped on my arm was a hard-pressed hand mark; Indian burned and throbbing.

I’m beginning to feel the need to clean this scene up.

Giants game today.

IT WAS FUCKING AWESOME!! Got myself a nice ass jacket too. :)

GONNA GO AGAIN SOON!