Charles Irick in a Nutshell

The time has come. I think I have something worth writing down in my journal. Nothing exciting has really been happening in my life that I would want to right down and be reminded of, but my spring break was pretty nice.

For spring break I went to Kansas with Melissa to spend the week at her dad's house. About two weeks ago we finalized the trip and could finally get the plane tickets. There were a couple problems with getting plane tickets two weeks before the flight: One, most of the seats on all of the planes are already taken; Two, all of the flights are relatively expensive; And three, to get a cheap plane flight you need to pick an odd time. With this said, in order to get a decent rate we had to fly out of Norfolk at 6am on Saturday. This meant I had to leave my house at around 3am. I didn't get back from Tech until around 7ish on Friday night. Once I got home I did all of my laundry so I would have something to wear for the week. Then I went out to eat at Applebee's with Melissa, Amanda, her boyfriend Marshall, and some other girl. I ended up being out until about 11pm. I came home and went to bed, but probably didn't end up falling asleep until 12am giving me a total of about 3 hours of sleep. I told Melissa I would wake her up around 2 so we could leave at 3, but my stupid phone didn't go off. So, we ended up leaving my house at around 3:30 after she called me to tell me to get up. It takes right at about 2 hours to get to Norfolk Intl. We arrived at about 5:15. Now, if you are not aware, they always say to make it to the airport at least 1 hour before your flight. We didn't even have a parking space and our flight was probably starting boarding in 20 minutes. We parked at the first spot we found in long-term parking and then walked quickly to the check in. We walked in the front doors and Northwest Airlines was nowhere to be found. I had to run outside and ask one of the baggage guys where it was. He told me it was on the other side. We grabbed our stuff and hurried to the other side of the check in. We stood in line behind about 2 people. When it was our turn we went up and the lady asked us what time our flight was at. Ummmm.... it should be taking off in about 20 minutes. She went into hurry mode which I appreciated since most people do seem to understand the concept of hustle. Aside: Every time me and gibson go to West End we see like 9 people working the place, all of which are moving slow as shit. I just want to jump over the counter and kick them all square in the ass. </end> After the bags were checked and we got our boarding passes we hurried to our gate. We got to security and there was a line going down a hallway. I saw the end of the hallway and thought, oh that's not too bad. We get to the end of the hallway and it's like an amusement park line swerving back and forth. I felt a sudden rush of, There is absolutely no way we are going to make the plane. After about 10 minutes of standing in line I ran straight to the gate with Melissa behind me. Now, when I say run, I mean, I actually ran to the gate... probably looked like a loser but that is nothing different then everyday life for me. We got to the gate and the guy asked if anyone else was coming, I said I have no idea. We boarded and he shut the door behind us. Can you say, "close".

We connected in Detroit, which if you haven’t been is an extremely nice air port. We arrived in terminal B or something and had to go to C. To get there we had to go under the planes loading area's underneath the terminals. When we got down below the loading area's there was a long hallway with those walking escalader things that let you move twice as fast by walking like you normally do. Above the whole thing, the tunnel was outfitted with lights in a grid pattern all the way down with a plastic like material with the texture of water covering them the whole way down. All of the lights could change all of the colors of the spectrum. As you walked down the hallway they would flow and change colors, it was probably pretty psychedelic if you were high. It was really awesome looking. On the other side they had indoor trams that would take you to your gate if you had to get there fast. This would have been nice about 2 hours ago in Norfolk. We arrived at our gate with plenty of time. Once we got to Kansas we didn’t see her dad waiting at the gate so we went to baggage claim to get our bags. While we were waiting for the bags I noticed some guy from Tech that was in one of my classes. I found it do be an odd coincidence that we were going to the same place at the same time, so I talked to him for a few minutes. After we got our bags we waited for her dad to arrive. By now it felt like about 3 pm since I got up early and had yet to eat, but with the time loss it was only 10am which is about the time I get up rather than about the time for early dinner. We went back to the house and I was introduced to the whole “crew” of people that lived there. Once everyone was ready we went to get some lunch and one of Melissa’s dad’s favorite Mexican restaurants. It was pretty good except I didn’t like the rice that much. Hot Tamale in Midlothian still has the best Mexican rice in my opinion. From then on out everything was pretty much a blur for me.

I got to meet Melissa’s brother Marcus. He is a cool guy that I can probably relate too. I can kind of see why her mom said I reminded her of him. He works at the Sprint store right next to the headquarters which is supposedly one of the busiest stores in the country. He is the top salesman there and makes a crap load of money. It makes me kind of jealous to see someone doing very well off while I sit here and do mastering physics hw hoping I will get a job that pays me well. The only difference is, he has a job that pays him well, and I am hoping for a job that pays me well… no guarantee for me. My mom says she looks in the paper all the time and they need some kind of add for a tech job position. So even if I don’t get some 1337 engineering job, I will still get to work with something I enjoy. I want to help engineer a new product that is truly great and be able to hold it and look at it and say “I was part of that”. For now I guess I will just continue to see others that didn’t choose the college route move up in the world and I will stay here and do more physics hw.

A few things that I did over break did stand out. The first thing I can remember doing was watching the movie Identity. If you haven’t seen that movie yet, I highly recommend it. It’s one of those suspense movies, but at the end it has one of the biggest twists I think I have ever seen in a movie, very well done. I love movies that make you think. The last night I was there we went to the dog races. I had never been to a dog race before so it sounded like a lot of fun. We got there and the place was pretty empty. Melissa’s dad said the place was totally packed when it first opened. By the look of the place that didn’t look to be to long ago. Everything there was in really nice condition and fairly new. No one was downstairs in the regular seats. Most of the people that were there probably bet for a living and that is how they made their money. If you are very lucky, you can make a shit load of money. If you predict the first 3 place finishes in the correct order you can win on average about 800 dollars for every 2 dollars you bet. So, if you bet that number 7 will win and 4 will come in second and 1 will come in third and it does and you bet 10 dollars, you can win 4 grand. That is ridiculous. All-in-all it was a good break and I really didn’t want to come back, but I didn’t have much of a choice. Thus, here I am writing in my journal about how I wish things were. I just hope that someday it will all come together and be worth it.

I went to melissa's house. She was suprised. I like her. She is pretty. I went home. I went to sleep. Melissa went to work. I got a plug thingy. I fixed the thingy. I went to eat. It was yummy. We played in the mall. We sat in the vibratey thingies. (no, Johey) We went to her house. We watched tomb raider. It was neato. I got a hair cut. It is too short. My pretty girlfriend doesn't like it. But she doesn't care. The gerbils came over. They ran in their balls. I am done. I am in first grade.

Stolen from Johey who stole it form Em, who apparently stole it from someone referred to as "Supe".
a. Choose 15 people from your friends list at random.
b. Write something about/to each of them.
c. Don't tell anyone who the statements are about. Good or bad. No matter how they beg!

I only have like 5 friends so we will modify letter "a" to read: Write a short thought on how you feel about each of your 5 friends.

1. Of course you are first, where else would you be. You are very caring and have your heart in the right direction. Your feelings are pure and you are not afraid to show any of them. Each of your emotions are special and they help me to understand who you really are and what you are about. You don't always get what you deserve, but hopefully with our bright future things will get better for you. We have a lot to teach each other and I think this will help us grow stronger together. The way I feel about you can not be adequately described in words so please forgive the loss of some meaning and feeling in the transfer from my thoughts and feelings into written language.

2. You are the one true friend I have. No matter what happens we can always laugh and talk about anything together. We have had a few rough times but I am glad everything is still good with us. We share more interests between the two of us then I do with anyone else by a long shot. You are not afraid to tell how it is and you don't care what other people think about you. You are your own individual despite trends or other of life's followings, and the fact that you can remain true to who you are should be admired and held strong as one of your best qualities.

3. You are a caring and emotional person. You are not afraid to show your feelings and tell people what you want out of life. You are outgoing and spontaneous. I have not known you for all that long but I can see that you will always be there for me to be a good friend. I sometimes wonder how you manage to put up with all of the things that have happened to you in your lifetime. This is a testament to your strong will. I am glad that you are still here and that I can continue to have you as a friend.

4. This person is always looking out for me and makes me look at things in life from a different perspective. Where we are now is very different from when we first met. Our paths have gone in different directions but we still manage to keep in touch. You are very ambitious and optimistic. You know how to have a good time yet stay within your boundaries. You have helped me through a lot even after we saw our separate ways. We didn't exactly take the easiest route to where we are now, but I think it will help us in the future.

5. This is for all of my friends who didn't get a specific place in my huge list. Most of my other friends don't read my journal anyway so if you are one of the few who I didn't mention but secretly reads my journal then this is your number.

If you read my journal but never really comment then leave me a comment this time letting me know what is up so I know to include you in future entries. This is of course unless you have some urge to continue to remain anonymous in which case I hope you like your spot at #5 :)

I was messing around with my journal settings today because I was getting tired of "A Sturdy Gesture" as my theme. I found one that I thought I would like a lot called component, but for some reason it wouldn't show up on the theme pull-down bar for me to use. After looking around for a while I gave up and decided to go with "Digital Multiplex". After customizing it and rearranging everything, it turns out that this one is actually quite appealing. If you want to check it out just click on my name and it will take you to my journals page (in case you forgot how to use livejournal).

Messing with my journals theme made me realize I havn't updated in a while which seems to be the trendy thing to do. College has been the same as always, so I won't bore anyone with the whole "things have been going like so...." mammer jammer. (yeah, I said it, so) As far as life in general things are getting a little better. Thanksgiving is ever closer which means the semester will be close to coming to an end. I am not looking forward to going back and working over the break but at least it will make me some money. On the other hand I am ready to be done with walking across the drill field in the mornings with the wind blowing 40 mph in your face at 30 degrees. Granted it just started being this cold today, but I was ready for it to end before it started. My only theory as to why the wind blows when it is cold is probably because we are in the mountains so it naturally gets a little colder there then in the surrounding areas because of the higher elevation. Our colder temperature causes a high pressure area with a warmer low pressure area around us and the changes in pressure causes the wind. If for some reason this theory hasn't been solved yet and I just made an epiphany of meteorological genius then you guys will all know who figured that shit out first, damn straight.

In other news I finally got my bass guitar back from the shop. I was having some new pickups installed which for those of you who don't know are the things below the strings which read the vibrations and turn them into electrical signals to be send to the amplifier. I took my bass to Rocket Music a week before last Thursday, think about it. The guy that works there, Chris, said that it should have a turn-around of a few days. Now, when I think of a few days I am picturing like two maybe three days. On day three I call them to see if it is back in yet and they say no, and then tell me that it should only be a few more days. I wait a whole week and call them and still nothing. I guess they could see that I was getting upset that it was taking so damn long so one of the guys that worked there called one of his other repair guys to see if he could do it. The other guy got my bass, installed the pickups, and returned it in like 2 days. Now, the thing I don't understand is why the original guy didn't see that he was packed and wouldn't be able to get to it for a week when he received my guitar in the first place. They could have told me to bring it back in a week and then they could install it in two days and return it. Instead I was without my bass for like 10 days. Sometimes I just don't understand people. Oh well, it's not like I am a professional musician who NEEDS my bass back in a very short amount of time, and if I was I am sure that I would possess more than one guitar. The moral of the story is, I like to be told exactly what is happening rather than being told what I want to hear if it's just a bunch of crap.

Something interesting happened a few days ago when Gibson and I were going to Deet's Place for some late night dessert. We were taking the trash out because when we bring food back and throw it in our trash cans, the left over stuff causes the room to smell up pretty fast. So, it needs to be disposed of in a short period of time if we are to keep the floral smell of the room from the air freshener rather than the smell of shit covered up by flowers. Anyway, we get to the dumpster in the Owens parking lot and Gibson tosses the trash in there and says that he sees a computer. My first instinct is that there is a computer box in there from someones new computer. I go to look and find out that there is acutally a whole computer sitting in the trash. Being the loser that I am I try and open it up to see if there were any salvageable parts. I guess that kind of makes me a homeless geek. This computer looked like it had been tossed out a window because pretty much everything was bent. It wasn't in real bad shape, but just bad enough that i'm sure nothing was going to work. The only thing really missing was the RAM and CPU which I am sure were still good and he took them before trashing it. The only thing that looked like it was still in semi working order was the CD-RW drive. I decided to take that and see if it was still good and maybe sell it on Ebay or something. I havn't checked to see if it actually works yet but I will keep you posted.

1. Tell me one thing you love about me.


2. Tell me two things you love about yourself.
This one I'm particularly interested in, so make it good.
I mean it. No self-depreciation allowed!


3. Look through the comments ~ when you see someone you know, tell them three things you love about them.


4. Do this in your journal so I can tell you what I love about YOU - and if you've already done it, tell me so that I can go back and give you some love.

I havn't done anything lately that has been worthy of an update. I have just been doing the usual school thing and talking to my girl which unless you are her you probably don't care. So far the year is going pretty smooth, but given that I have already taken half my classes before, this should be expected. I pretty much just go to class, do a little work when I get back, play some internet games and such until around 9pm when my free nights and weekend minutes kick in on the cell phone and call Melissa. Other than that there might be some out of the ordinary events like going to crossroads when a new cd comes out.

The past two nights me and Gibson decided to go play some racquetball for a change of events and a pseudo workout. We played tennis a few times this semester but it's just not too fun hitting the ball and chasing in all around the court. We decided racquetball would be a good n00b alternative to tennis. This way we can just hit the fuck out of the ball everytime and not worry about where it goes. There is no real challenge to the way we play except keeping from wiffing at the ball when it comes at an odd angle or very low. We basically just go in there and heave at the ball until we get tired and decide we have had enough. It does give you a mild workout, you get pretty warm and sweat a little... but given that most of my day consists of sitting at the computer it gives me some much needed exercise.

I am going home again this weekend! One of Melissa's friends Meghan is taking me back with her since the last time she went home she said the 3 hour car ride got a little boring. This keeps my parents from having to drive 12 hours over the course of the weekend just to bring me home so I can not hang out with them, though last time I just rode the bus home so it wasn't 12 hours. By the way, if you ever have to ride the bus, do not.... I mean, DO NOT sit in the back seat. I was one of the last people on the bus last time and the only open seat was next to some huge guy or in the last seat, so I chose the back seat because of the room. It was fine until we started moving and the engine got warmed up. Once we got on the road I found out I was basically sitting right next to the engine. It probably got up to about 100 degrees in that back seat or more. I was starting to get hot flashes and if I leaned my arm against the wall next to me it would burn it. After about an hour or so we stopped at some rest stop and I got out so I could breathe and go to the bathroom. On the way back in I said fuck it and ask the big man if I could sit next to him and he said that was cool. The rest of the ride home was fine, I just slept and listened to some music. Needless to say, I will be happy to be getting a ride this time.

For this weekend I will hopefully be doing a few things. Might be going to some haunted hay ride thing friday night. Wasn't aware that halloween stuff had already started this early, but it doesn't have to be halloween to get a good scare. Saturday I am going to see Shark Tale and then it's off to the Underoath show. Not really sure how good this show will be, but I don't get to go to many anymore so... i'm goin. It should be a fun weekend, but as long as I am with my girl I don't really give a shit what happens. At least I didn't have to wait 5 weeks this time to see her again. It's going to be good.

School...blah. It has been fairly boring so far since I am repeating c++ and that means I am back at the beginning. Physics is kind of hard and has taken me some time to figure some things out, but my teacher helps a lot this time. Differential Equations keeps getting dumber everyday. And psychology is interresting yet boring at the same time. I don't mind not having anything to do thought because it allows me to talk to Melissa more than I thought I was going to be able to. We talk everynight and it is my favorite part of everyday.

Speaking of which, yet another disappointment to tally up to the growing list of things that are not working out for me right now. My parents called me last night to tell me that my mom got a new job that meant she couldn't come pick me up this weekend and even if she could it wasn't going to be a good idea with the hurricane since I could run the risk of getting stuck in c-field if it's going to be as bad as they say it is. Thus, I had to tell my baby yet again, just one more week hunny. It is starting to lose its meaning the 3rd time in a row. I hope my words bring her some comfort in that I will not stop loving her and we will get to see eachother again. Being apart for 9 weeks and only getting to see eachother for 5 days is pretty hard. Though it is hard I don't know many people that could do this or have done it. It makes me feel fortunate to have such a strong and lasting relationship with her and how we can make it through anything. This is all going to make for some good stories later in life of how we beat all the odds and made it through all of this bullshit. I feel bad for what she has to put up with between her mom, tim, and her. Her mom is such a manipulating and two faced person. She had the nerve to call my parents and feed them some crap about why she was doing what she was so it made her out to be the caring mom that she is not. She lies to everyone and only the people that truely know her can see that. I can not tell my parents otherwise because she is the adult and therefore she is right. No matter what she will call them and pretend like everything is ok, which is why I don't really want her to influence anything our lives anymore. I understand that parents want the best for their kids but there is watching out for your children and then there is sheltering them to the point that they can not take any risks in life and learn anything about what life has to offer. It is not my place to repeat what they said because that is personal information between me and my baby, but all I can say is that their logic for what they did was totally skewed and had no reasoning behind it. I told her to do what she needed and that I will back her up 110% because I love her and I want to be happy with her. I know it will work out in the end because that is how strong our love is and nothing can break that. Nothing. Time keeps ticking and the day of happiness is comming closer. My dad said he would be here at like 6pm next Friday to pick me up since he had a meeting in Charlottesville and he could just roll down 81 and pick me up and take me home. This is different from all of the other times because they actually set in stone some times and told me what was going to happen rather than saying yeah we might be able to come get you but I really don't feel like driving 12 hours over the weekend. I really hope things will start to work out soon. I want to come see her next weekend. And then the second weekend in October I am going to ride home with Megan. She said she gets bored on the car rides home so she wouldn't mind taking someone to keep her company. I just hope things work out because I told my baby I was going to go to the fighting graivty concert with her and I still plan on doing so. I just wish I could show my commitment to promises a little better, but without a ride anywhere I have no real way of saying, yes, I promise to be there. It's hard to make promises based on what other people can do and certain unforseeable events that might occur such as a class 5 hurricane. I just hope people can see past the shit and realize that on the inside I mean well and that I don't mean to make empty promises about things. I just wish I had more control over things that are happening rather than just sitting here waiting for something good to come my way. No matter what happens I will not stop loving her and I am not going to let anything ruin what we have; not her mom, not tim, not my parents, not my friends, not anything... because what we have is perfect. I love you Melissa.

Who will give you an orgasm? by leslie13
Name
Age
Virgin?
So, who will make you moan?	Your Soul Mate
How?	Intercourse.
Will it be good?	mmm hmmm...:)
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Well it looks like since we got the same answer that we are going to have to do it now :)