Jared Brannon Killin It In Rome: Homework in Rome and FANTAastic Fanta

I have five questions I must answer and take to class tomorrow for my midterm and each answer should be about a-page-and-a-half long. It is 11:28 pm here so naturally I am yet to start the midterms or even look at it. So, in an attempt to clear some thoughts from my head to help me focus I will now post in my blog. Do I know what I'm gonna say in this post? Not really. But, keep reading and you'll find out.

"I don't wanna be alone, but I cannot control that, true love is never with me, so I take whatever I can get"- Faithful Casanova

Let us first establish some background music. This song was composed by a Czech composer named Bedrich Smetana--for those of you that don't already know I am more Czech than I am any other blood and I am proud of that and really love everything about it. I first heard this song in a class I took at Tech a few years back and I got goosebumpers the first time I heard it.

Start the song and read on...

Czech It (Lolzasaurus)

And now with the Czech Rep on our minds let us hear a story.. Last night I was talking to a girl named Kristiana that we tend to hangout with and through conversation about music, Smetana, The Czech Republic, and my heavy Czech blood we realized we both really wanted to go to Prague. Therefore, in April, money permitting (Dear God, help my momma find a job), I will be making my way to Ma Vlast (My Fatherland). If this trip does somehow happen, then I will probably be coming home with a souvenir that will never go away for as long as I live, and no I am not talking about the gift that keeps on giving. I'm talking about some art. Maybe the Czech flag or the Czech coat of arms. Only time and cash-flow will tell.

Beach Again

Due to the fact that the beach was such an amazing and cheap time we are going back this weekend. The weather should be better which will make it that much better and I think were packing sandwiches to save some cash monies. Side note: I need to look into whether there are any "River Monsters" that reside in the area.

Sister's Wedding

Dear Tabitha, Tyler will be accompanying me to your wedding, but I do have, as of earlier in the day, an unofficial female escort to your wedding. You know who she is and she is in fact someone we have discussed in the past. For the sake of fun (for us) and speculation/annoyance (for the old folk back home) I shall refrain from revealing the aforementioned female.

Fanta

I'm addicted.

Dreams

I keep having the most detailed, random, and, at times, dark dreams in the history of mankind. I am yet to call them night terrors, but I definitely wake up at times sweating, falling out of bed, or freaking out hoping that what I just witnessed was not real life--kid you not that is how realistic the dreams are. Sometimes I even have problems distinguishing from real-life and dream-life, and this is to the point that I actually catch myself recollecting happenings from real-life into dream-life and from dream-life into real-life--which makes for a rough time because eventually everything mushes together. Do I need a doctor? No. Because I, like Charlie Sheen, refuse to be normalized and turned into a can't-hack-it-pantywaist-zombie that let's other people decide what is acceptable in the world and what is not.

Other areas I have issues:

I can't fall asleep until 4am on average and occasionally even 7-8 am--I usually find myself writing raps at this times. And sorry Mom and Dad but the language and content in the raps are still inappropriate for children, but I'm sure a lot of people my age and even older would easily be able to relate to it all.

I bore easily. I get bored in class. I get bored at dinner. I get bored walking. Hell I just had the realization through conversation with a Jewish love of mine that the reason I have issues with girls is because I even get bored with that, which is an issue because I love (girl)s and my Memaw is extremely adamant about me finding a serious girl/fiance/wife before she dies, but this girl thing is Pandora's Box so we'll keep it shut for now. What doesn't bore me? Music--listening to or making. Beaches. Mountains. Competing at sports (I'm realizing that I get bored watching sports).

Todayness

Woke up this morning feeling better than last night (went to bed congested due to a shot of... water... that went out my nose because I coughed while I took the shot), ate Chinese food #sodope, and then went for a walk. My walk was around the general vicinity of the G-Spot (Gianicolo residence--where I live), but included areas I had not been to before today. So, as I raged for 3 hours to the newest Childish Gambino EP that dropped yesterday and is so sick I found a wonderfully huge park with trees and grass and my favorite color green. Keep in mind that I do not know what I'm doing...