WHOA, THIS THING IS STILL ON!!!!

Seven months later, I'm back!

Whew, life has been a ride in those seven months.  To make a very long story short, all the work that needed to be completed over the summer got done.  I also designed the school's website, which can be seen at http://cathedral-school.org .

I returned to Morehouse, but Fall 2003 would be my last semester there.  Funding and general disinterest in the way administration handled pertinent information are the two factors that drove me away.  I miss the friends I had out there (well over 100, never a dull moment), and I especially miss the ROTC fellas, but I'll get over it eventually.  I also miss the freedom of being able to do pretty much as I wished, but I'll take this shrouded stability before free insecurity any day.  I can say my skin got thicker because of my experiences there, particularly in Fall '03.  I'm probably a better person because of it.

Currently I'm enrolled at University of New Orleans.  Morehouse apparently doesn't want me to leave them, as they have not sent my final transcript a full two (almost three now) months after I declared that I would not be returning.  UNO has handled the situation pretty well; I say that with the self-approval that they haven't had a situation remotely close to mine (ie, where the previous college REFUSES to not only send the necessary materials, but not ever respond to phone calls AND emails).  Such is life.  I can only concentrate on this semester, which is going fairly well insofar.

Social life is yet another can of worms.  More on that later.

That is the most abridged version I've given of life since mid-July.  That is with good reason; I wouldn't want to bore you with the story of how I had to walk five miles to reclaim my possessions from a family an hour outside downtown Atlanta or how I had to stand watch every day for one week straight or how Morehouse waited until I finished getting paid (and spending) over the summer to tell me that I lost $4800 worth of money or... yeah.  You get the picture.

Well, I put my site on hiatus.  With no way to design a new layout for when I return to Atlanta, I'll just wait til I come to that bridge to jump off of it.  I'll also explain more below.

Recent happenings... Saturday I went to the homie Jeff's place.  I've known Jeff since he was a freshman in high school (I'm a year his senior) and we got real cool my senior year.  His folks have treated my mom and I like extended family members since then, and in light of everything I've been going through (which I won't get into here and now), they got me a laptop from the state auction.  A nice little IBM ThinkPad... nothing fancy, but functional, and as they always say... functionality is key.  I've gotta do a memory upgrade and add a new hard drive, however.  With only 16 MB RAM and a 1.25 GB hard drive, updates are imminent.  I also played NBA Street 2 for the first time, and I've already developed enough skill to talk shit.  I use the player I created myself, plus Baron Davis, Tracy McGrady, Rasheed Wallace, and Lamar Odom.  Until I get enough player points for my own player, it'll be Baron and Rasheed, with T-Mac and Odom rotating.  So yeah... chillin' with Jeff was cool as usual.

...Friday, I didn't do much of anything.  I was tired from the work week (which was only 4 days long, but I worked at least 90 minutes overtime every day, including one day from 8:30 am - 6:30 pm), so I came in and fell asleep on the wicker bench we just put in this room.  Until I get the DVD encoder installed on this computer, that'll be its only function.  I continued playing Dragon Warrior on the emulat.or and got up to around level 12 before I started controlling the hero like a drunkard because I was too tired to see straight.

This whole work week was strenuous, and it's only going to get worse.  Everything has to be ready by August 8th and with a 10-day vacation recently behind us, it kinda threw everything off.  Especially for me, since I had only worked 7 days prior to the start of the vacation.  The other disadvantage with that is that when I worked in this building in 2001, we had 1) more man-power and 2) more time to do everything.  Well, in 2003, we're having to flip-flop all the work (un)done in 2001, which consists of moving two classrooms' materials down 3 flights of stairs, across a yard, and 3 flights up stairs.  In addition, 4th grade's stuff must be moved up a flight of stairs, but at least they're in the same building.  To say nothing of the cosmetic work (clean windows, re-finish all wood, clean the desks, etc.), as well as setting up the teacher's lounge, the two of us that are on this task will have to become superheroes.  The nuns that'll be in the building have brought along some help to get the convent and the library set back up (because the library went unused in the past school year, the kids went to a local public library), but with classroom floors needing to be stripped, waxed, re-arranged, and possibly painted, in conjunction with all the previously-mentioned things we're kinda pushing the envelope.  If all this doesn't get done by the 8th, it falls on two people's shoulders, and mine are half that set.  The last thing I need is for them to not re-hire me next summer because "I'm not an efficient worker."  Guess we'll see how all this goes... but there's an abridged explanation for my neglect of this page.

This week was also tough socially.  My best friend called twice to briefly complain about how I don't call her anymore.  The first time I didn't even offer an explanation because I was too tired; when she asked again, I was more alert, so I told her what was up.  Being a best friend, she understood, but there was probably a subliminal in there somewhere.  I didn't even go out this weekend because I wasn't in the mood to, even though I probably should have been.  I called it "rest weekend" because not only did I have to recuperate from last week, but with the week I'm facing, I'll need as much rest/downtime as humanly possible.  That said, I'm extending my mid-day nap.  Peace.

Me and the homie Wes talkin' about some shit... sometimes the funniest convos spur from mistakes:

YoureYouImMe (4:35:00 PM): say man
I Sent This IM (4:35:05 PM): what up
YoureYouImMe (4:35:12 PM): whyyyyyyyyyyy the lakers gonna sign GARY PAYTON!!
I Sent This IM (4:35:16 PM): oh snap
YoureYouImMe (4:35:23 PM): They have a fucking all star team
I Sent This IM (4:35:40 PM): damn... them niggas gon be dangerous
I Sent This IM (4:35:47 PM): hopefully they'll pull a portland
YoureYouImMe (4:35:50 PM): yes
YoureYouImMe (4:35:53 PM): LOL
I Sent This IM (4:35:56 PM): gary payton is a scoring PG
I Sent This IM (4:36:06 PM): kobe is arres... a click
YoureYouImMe (4:36:07 PM): They already started..........look at Kobe
I Sent This IM (4:36:12 PM): and we know how shaq gets
YoureYouImMe (4:36:12 PM): LOL
YoureYouImMe (4:36:21 PM): Yep, and Gay gonna talk shit
I Sent This IM (4:36:31 PM): lmao @ gay
YoureYouImMe (4:37:02 PM): o my bad
I Sent This IM (4:37:20 PM): it just look funny
YoureYouImMe (4:37:24 PM): lol
I Sent This IM (4:37:26 PM): cuz imagine if like... the lakers had a gay all-star
YoureYouImMe (4:37:33 PM): Man, LOL
YoureYouImMe (4:37:40 PM): That'll be ill
I Sent This IM (4:37:44 PM): that nigga would be dunkin and shit
I Sent This IM (4:37:51 PM): then slappin other players on the ass lol
YoureYouImMe (4:38:02 PM): LOL
YoureYouImMe (4:38:22 PM): At the intro.........he'd be first so he could slap everybody's ass
I Sent This IM (4:38:25 PM): lmao
I Sent This IM (4:38:40 PM): then during timeouts, he stand bent over... with his ass to the bench
YoureYouImMe (4:38:41 PM): then he'd go across to the Eastern Conference and slap that ass too
YoureYouImMe (4:38:43 PM): LOL
YoureYouImMe (4:38:46 PM): EWWWW
I Sent This IM (4:38:49 PM): right in kobe's face and shit
YoureYouImMe (4:39:07 PM): Kobe ol' sexual abusing ass might get em'
I Sent This IM (4:39:14 PM): that nigga would be the only one on the team with his armpits shaved
YoureYouImMe (4:39:25 PM): lol
I Sent This IM (4:39:27 PM): lookin all pretty-boyed out and shit... out-doin half the WNBA and shit
YoureYouImMe (4:39:56 PM): Hell yeah
YoureYouImMe (4:40:05 PM): arched eyebrows and shit
I Sent This IM (4:40:07 PM): bahaha
YoureYouImMe (4:40:24 PM): that's horrible
I Sent This IM (4:40:27 PM): wit the thigh-high socks
I Sent This IM (4:40:36 PM): wait... what the fuck number would he wear?
YoureYouImMe (4:40:45 PM): easy..........69
I Sent This IM (4:40:48 PM): lmao
I Sent This IM (4:40:55 PM): *dead*
YoureYouImMe (4:41:14 PM): and hold up on the long socks...........I wore high socks for B-Ball
I Sent This IM (4:41:25 PM): nah yo
I Sent This IM (4:41:30 PM): im talkin bout the hella thin ones
YoureYouImMe (4:41:34 PM): ooooooooooooooo
YoureYouImMe (4:41:36 PM): LOL
YoureYouImMe (4:41:50 PM): he'd always wear pink suits after the game
I Sent This IM (4:42:02 PM): lmao
I Sent This IM (4:42:05 PM): made by versace
YoureYouImMe (4:42:13 PM): lol
YoureYouImMe (4:43:03 PM): *with a lisp*.......I got this from versace, smooches ya'll, it fits tight around my thighs and it goes so well with my shaved legs
I Sent This IM (4:43:25 PM): ROFLMAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
YoureYouImMe (4:43:32 PM): lol
I Sent This IM (4:44:55 PM): i'd just hate to be like... the lil 9 year old kid to get his card
YoureYouImMe (4:45:18 PM): lol
I Sent This IM (4:45:24 PM): "Mommy, I wanna be like Deon'taé Taylor!"
I Sent This IM (4:45:33 PM): mom> *smacks the child senseless*
YoureYouImMe (4:45:34 PM): "Daddy, can Gay sign my card"
YoureYouImMe (4:45:43 PM): "HELL NO BOY!!! Go to your room"
YoureYouImMe (4:45:58 PM): "You can't even play with his team on NBA Live"
I Sent This IM (4:46:04 PM): yanno
I Sent This IM (4:46:13 PM): that nigga would have that FIRE defense tho
I Sent This IM (4:46:25 PM): he wouldn't let a nigga nuts breathe.... for REAL
YoureYouImMe (4:48:20 PM): LOL
YoureYouImMe (4:48:48 PM): Fa real...."LeBron.... you got Deon'tae'"
YoureYouImMe (4:48:52 PM): "Fuck if I do"
I Sent This IM (4:49:16 PM): ROFL
YoureYouImMe (4:50:03 PM): "T-Mac, you gotta dunk on that nigga, put your nuts in his face"
YoureYouImMe (4:50:17 PM): *lazy eye goes straight*............nigga you got me fucked up
YoureYouImMe (4:50:23 PM): ROFL
I Sent This IM (4:50:47 PM): LMAO @ the lazy eye
I Sent This IM (4:50:48 PM): *Dead*
YoureYouImMe (4:51:02 PM): lol
YoureYouImMe (4:54:08 PM): Man............still LOL at Deon'tae' Taylor

Well... I guess this is the part where I talk about myself, so let's lay down the basics...

I'm Chris. Gemini, left handed, 19 years of age.  I attend Morehouse College, where I'll be a sophomore in the fall.  I'm in the Navy ROTC program out here.  Those who know me say that I'm pretty down to earth and laid back, but that I hold my tongue for no one.  I'm extroverted now, that was a problem I had in the past.  I'm into sports, reading, business affairs, and computers, amongst other things.  Currently I work at a PK-8 school (that I attended from K-4) as a jack-of-all-trades.

Anything else you wanna know?  Feel free to ask... the AIM is "I Sent This IM" and the Y!M is "i_typed_this_then_pressed_enter." (Yes I'm sure it's a handful.  Maybe I should just add you instead.)

Well, that wraps up my first entry on here... peace.