Ahh yes, I have returned! This time, I can actually spend a good chunk of my schedule writing. You see, last night I was up to here /holds hand over head/ with homework and studying (6 classes! Ahh!) and couldn’t spend that long writing. Now, in the middle of the day, a large gap has mysteriously opened in my schedule. It almost seems if this is my life’s way of apologizing. Well, if this is the case, I scorn it for behaving rashly the last few days, but accept the apology after all. I don’t have that much homework or studying to do today, but I need to go to a class soon. So, the length of today’s blog is still limited, but let us hope that I can cover some good ground and get a lot done in the time I have. Who knows, maybe even today’s entry will be fun to read.

Gawhh! I have to be on guard while not taking too much away from the things I do. Confused? Yeah, so am I. I don’t know exactly what I’m trying to specifically convey with this paragraph, but I’ll try to jump around some of the edges and hopefully you can find a conclusion for yourself. Let’s see, where to start? Oh yeah, some people have absolutely no life and find it amusing (idiotically scrambled minds) to try to mess up mine. I’ve written about this before, but there was an event that took place a few days ago that I’m just now finding the details of. Some guy (or group of people?) impersonated Scott from Scott is hot dot com (ME!) and just… they did some really bad stuff that intern made me look really bad. Let’s leave it at “this is not exactly the image I want portrayed for myself.” I have to waste MY time trying to clear issues up caused by these… strangers… bent on messing up MY life. You need to help me here, if you get IMs from someone claiming to be me, don’t just assume! All right? The problems are created by the people who deceive, but it’s the deceived that make these problems grow exponentially. The anonymously of the Internet is a wonderful thing when it is used maturely. However for the people who use it to slander and try to slice people up… you are acting so childish. You, and you know who you are, need to find something to do with your time. Seriously, these demeaning acts hurt you fifty times more than they affect me! I don’t want to sound insulting and no offense or pun intended, but seriously man, get a life. post note: I was just informed that someone recently has been floating around on the AIM screen name “scottishot” pretending to be me (so I’m told). Make sure you keep your eye out for this guy and know IT IS NOT ME! He’s an impersonator! I’m the hot one!

Someone recently asked me “So what is a blog anyway?” I think for the sake of the visitors, new readers, or uninformed die-hard readers of my website it’d be a good thing to go over it every once and a while to make sure everyone knows what’s going on. First of all, check out the word. Blog is a slang word for ‘web log’. (web log -> weblog -> blog) The first website ever created in history (by our current standards and definition of website) started as a web log that documented news updates of a computer network. If you google around, you can find a mirror of the first web page ever created! I use this method of semi-daily posts to write about… whatever I want! Usually, the things I write revolve around my own life at this point in time. However, I’ve been known to drift toward random and abstract topics for no apparent reason whatsoever. The fact that I make my personal writings (dare I call it a journal?) publicly accessible it a little unique, but overall I think it’s really cool. It’s fun to get feedback from people [usually total strangers] in response to the things I write about [that relate to my immediate life!] So, now you are enlightened. If you would like to start your own blog but don’t know what to do, I hear they have REALLY easy and totally free blogging services at xanga.com

Ok, well, remember that free time I was talking about? It just went out the window. As a matter of fact, it just came into the rest of the world (all depends on your perspective!) You see, I suddenly realized I had to go after writing that last paragraph. Here I am, four hours later, picking up right where I left off. It was an agonizing wait for me, but you don’t have to wait one second! Oh, the wonderful joys of the Internet.

I know a guy who is going to Israel, another guy who is going Australia, and a girl who is going to Korea! Everyone seems to be going somewhere cool, and I want to go somewhere cool too! Yeah, I know, I went to China, but that was a year and a half ago, and we only stayed two weeks! Naw, this time, when I go somewhere (first ‘big thing’ by myself?) I want to stay for a little longer (two months?). I’d like to go somewhere far away (or seemingly at least) to get a sense of the detachment from the little slice of the world I see every day. I’d like to have enough of an advanced notice (a year… ish?) so I can start studying the language. When I go, I’d love to be able to talk [a little, at least] in whatever language is spoken there and use my time living there to hopefully brush it up! I’m thinking along the lines of Japan, Korea, or China again… but I don’t have any serious plans yet. A major obstacle is that I’m not that close with any of my friends who live there that I’d feel comfortable asking to stay at their house for two months ^_^

“I would never date a guy who knows how to program” was a line I heard a few days ago in a math (night) class. She didn’t leave it at that, oh no! She continued, “Anyone who knows how to program and stuff like that would be a horrible person to marry because he would spend all of his time on his computer when he is home and never talk to me.” It definitely made me stop and think for a minute. I know how to program… I do spend a lot of time on the computer… but surely I-… I don’t-… I wouldn’t-… would I? The way she said it, she sounded so definite that I instantly tried to figure out how I would become like this. Then I stopped and realized, “oh yeah, what if she’s wrong?”, then it started to make sense. Don’t get me wrong here, I mean I certainly do know how to program and spend a decent amount of time on the computer, but compare it to something else a [single] teenager may do… like watch TV. If a guy watches tv more or less every day, then by that girl’s logic she wouldn’t want to marry anyone who watches tv because they’d never spend any time with her, rather the tv. Hmm, that sounded like a [disturbingly] weak argument. What am I getting at here… Obviously, I disagree on some levels with her, so I’ll pick it apart piece by piece. First of all, she uses the word “anyone who”, implying “everyone who”- an enormous over generalization! I’ll agree, there are men who might neglect their wives while spending huge amounts of time in front of their computer – as there are who do the same with TV, sports, hunting, fishing, work, golf, etc. The next specification is “…who knows how to program…”, hold the phone. How the heck is this relevant to the topic? What about mature adults who sit on their computers for hours gaming, chatting, surfing porn sites, or making up imaginary people who live in their alternate split personality that slowly take over their minds? Um, I got a little carried away with that last one, but the question I have is why the programmers are the bad husbands all the sudden! /flinches/ And the third part of her comment, “…spend all the time on his computer when he is home and never talk to me.” When you remove that over-dramatic adjectives (all/never) and replace them with more realistic words (a lot/rarely) you get a much more logical but still saddening concept. Thinking about a man who would do ANYTHING for such great amounts of time while he is home and not be with his wife grieves my heart! Now, as it relates to me personally, I have a great tendency [for as far back as I can remember] to start ‘projects’ and put a lot of effort into them. I think that almost every person has things they’re passionate about, and if they don’t, they should! Obviously, there would be things I do for leisure (and/or profit), but I would never let these come between my wife and me. Naturally, being a [single] teenager with little more in his life than classes and work, I spend a lot of my [alone] time on the computer… but I would never let any of these things become more important to me than my wife ^_^

note: I don’t know who my wife will be yet, but it you are a smart, nice, kind, mature and eligible woman that might be interested in the position, IM me on screen name “RTS”… and tell all your smart, nice, kind, mature and eligible friends to IM me also ^_-

I talk too much. It’s true. For a guy who is so quiet, I really do have a lot I want to say. The scariest thing is how stupid most of it is. I’ve learned to suppress it… mostly XD. I, in moments of stress however, have a hard time keeping it down. This is why (as some of you are well aware of) when I’m thrust in certain situations I feel really awkward in, I seem to “loosen up” and talk more (and joke more?) Ahh, it’s finally making sense! I don’t know what made me want to write about this paragraph, it sounded like such a good idea when I wrote it on my list of things to talk about. Oh well, too late now. I guess I could always erase this paragraph and start over… or maybe just drop the subject. Hey look! See! Perfect example! I’m rambling about who knows what who cares crap. If you’ve ever been around me talking while on the edge of falling asleep, it’s all you do. So, yeah, there, now you know. I may come across mildly quiet, but it’s just my way of trying to be likable =oD

I gagged in math class tonight. I, the diligent student I am, was doing my (required) math homework. Ok, so I was the teacher’s most annoying student who did his homework all during class while he was lecturing – one of the rudest things any student can do to his professor is to do something else while he is lecturing. Anyway, I’ll continue with my story. He was writing on the (dry erase) board and talking at the same time. I, knowing he was looking at what he was writing and thinking about what he was saying, knew that this was a perfect time to reach down, grab my coke, unscrew the cap, take a sip, screw the cap back on, and put it down by my side before he looked up. Students aren’t supposed to eat or drink in class, but oh well, he won’t see it. So, I swiftly grabbed the bottle, gracefully unscrewed the cap, and raised the bottle to my mouth. I quickly tilted the plastic container up to case the liquid to escape quickly so I could put it down hastily. However, the upward swing motion combined with the abrupt stop amplified the natural ripple inside the bottle, causing a large and powerful mini-wave that came crashing into my mouth like a wild storm ripping at the sea. Suddenly, my mouth was full of coke. I could feel a small trickle of coke start to slide down my throat like hundreds of small crabs making for my lungs. I started to cough, but my mouth was full of coke! Every cough made my cheeks get wider and it seemed that the spiewing of coke was a very real possibility. Thankfully, I was able to use a half second pause between coughs to swallow the remaining coke in my mouth, but the cough I let up was incredibly loud. Seemingly in retaliation, a series of uncontrollable coughs escaped my mouth as the students around me turned to look at the source of the sound which was half cough, half gargle. Finally, the coughing subsided, and I delicately pit my bottle down, leaned back, and proceeded to pay attention to the professor as if nothing had happened. The (30’s?) man to my right, who had watched the whole ordeal, leaned toward me. I turned my head to look at him as he quietly whispered “smooth.”

So, that was my day today. This blog took twelve hours to write because I spent a few hours between each big paragraph. I think I set a new record for myself as far as the length of time of writing a single post goes. Oh well, tomorrow will be easier I hope. See? I’m already looking forward to writing tomorrow. I’m a dork, but I wouldn’t change that for anything ^_^

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