i like birds... there, i said it

so all my classes were pretty good yesterday. i knew ahead of time that my bio 2 professor was already really into nature photography. so after my lab with him yesterday, i showed him all my photos, and he liked them a lot. then we just started talking about birds... for like 2 hours. great first day! other than that though, everyone was just pissing me off at frostburg. my best friends here are my professor, and that's like not even a joke. i did talk to andy hood on skype, that's always a good time. i'm trying to give him a shit load of money so he can go to holland like he wants to.

i woke up for my 8am class waaaaay too early this morning. i only have one class... quaternary environments. my favorite class i'm ever going to take in my undergraduate career though. plus it's similar to what i'm trying to do when i go to graduate school.

fuck humans. i was just thinking last night about how much people suck and all, and i came to realize that within the wildlife that i've experienced... i'm a pretty popular guy, but with people i'm a loser. but now i'm starting to look at it this way... people are only 1 species, so fuck them, i'm just going to live in the woods or something and just friend all the wild animals and be way more popular than the ignorant fulfilled minds of people. just a thought.

on 2nd thought, maybe not actually live in the woods per say, i would miss my small group of friends and family too much. how about i just live somewhere really close to nature, so i can just escape from people when i need, and just walk around and be happy??

maybe that's what the guy from the movie "into the wild" should of done? i don't know though, i really like that movie.

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1st day of school

this will be short. i'm up early before my first class right now. i'm blasting music because i already am pissed at scott and i don't really care if he wakes up right now. my 1st class is pretty lame, it's whatever though. lol the song i'm blasting is bad romance by lady gaga. ohhhhhhhh my 4th room mate is actually really cool. he reminds me soooo much of adrian brown.
i'm going to get dressed and eat a cliff bar now.
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blogging is sooooooo cool

it's 7:30 am, why am i up? my sister is up too, which makes it a lot worse. i can hear her running back an forth, from the bathroom to her room, yelling "peterrrrrrr i know you're upppppppp". i'm way to nice to my mom and sister and i'm very insecure about them. yesterday i left my house to go to niels house, but i only made it to the corner of my neighborhood. i drove back home because i thought my mom seemed too lonely. i asked her "are you surrrrrrre it's ok if i go?" of course she said yes though.

haha i hear my sister again... "NAKED COMING THROUGH"

and "MOMMA! did you make me a sandwich?"

mom- "yes"

sister- "well can you bring it to me, my feet are sore"

mom- "no" but then she does it anyways. or i usually do, depending on how annoying it gets.

i had no idea andy and courtney had a blog. that's what encouraged me to start writing again. plus i'm going back to frostburg soon, so i'm going to hate life a lot, and i'm going to not want to talk to any there for the majority of my time. the only people i really talk to at school a lot are my professors and people in my science classes, and we only talk about science related things. no one likes the same music as me, everyone thinks i'm gay because i wear vans slip-ons, and no one ever wants to do outdoor related activities with me. it's really depressing, but i think it's cool that they think i'm gay. i usually just go along with it, plus it helps me to get to my bisexual side that much faster. but i don't think i've felt so out of place before in my life. these people think that hagerstown is the big city. it's whatever though, i'll just pull some classic "pete not chillin", and just drink alone, while calling my friends from back home. those are the night when i have the most fun anyways.

i have a strange feeling that when i get back to my apartment, i'm going to be super pissed because of how dirty it is, since scott has been living there all break. i know he uses my bathroom on purpose because it's 1000 times cleaner than his and jose's, so i'm going to get there and go straight into pissed off/cleaning maniac mode.

i hope everyone who reads this will come visit me at least once this semester, and save me from my sorrows.

alright, i need to take my last exam for my online class now. i have an 89% in the class right now. if i don't get an a, i'll be some what embarrassed. after i take the test i need to email this lady from NOAA for a summer job, start my scholarship essay, and order my books for the semester. i hope i finish before noon.

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lolololol the last thing my sister yelled to me before i posted this: "peterrrrrrrrrrrr, i can't get my ass to stop smelling like ass"

ohhhhhhh woww lololol. i have that one beat... my sister just walked into my room with her breasts out, requiring that she comes in my room to take polly off my bed and into hers... and she did.