Epic day is epic

[Strike For The South]

Wake up 7

shave, shower, eat 7-745

Bus ride 755-820

Walk to library 820-830

Write up Bio lab 830-1030

Spanish work-1030-1200

Stare at the org

Spanish class 1-2

Bus ride 210-235

Work 330-1030

Read Bio pgs for tmrws class 1100-1200

It's September FFS

[Skullheadhq]

Wake up ----> 9.30
Eat ---> 9.45-10.00
Stare at the org -----> 10.00-11.15
Going to school ----> 11.15-11.45
School ----> 11.45-15.30
Going home ---> 15.30-16.00
Staring at .Org and read through coalition agreement which was released today ---> 16.05-19.20

[Louis VI the Fat]

9:00 Wake up in the morning feeling like P Diddy
9:05 Grab my glasses
9:10 Before I leave, brush my teeth with a bottle of Jack
9:15 I'm out the door

9:30 - 17:00 Work
9:31 - 9:45 Coffee
9:45 - 17:00 Stare at the .org, coffee, lunch break

17:00 Dissed by some girl I was supposed to meet after work
17:00 - 17:30 Stare in utter disbelief at text message dissing me

17:35 until bedtime - mostly devoted to aquiring, preparing and eating food

[Csargo]

Who would dare diss you Louis? :angry:

[A Nerd]

I woke up, fell out of bed. I then dragged a comb across my head. I went downstairs and drank a cup, looking up, I noticed I was late. I grabbed my coat, I grabbed my hat. I made the bus in seconds flat. I ran upstairs and had a smoke, then somebody spoke and I went into a dream.

This is pretty typical for me.

[Beskar]

6:45am - Awake, Shower, Shave, Brush Teeth, Clothes etc.
7:15am - Glass of Orange Juice, out the door.
7:30am - Work
3pm - Lunch during sanctioned un-paid break.
4pm - Work
8pm - Head Home
8:30 pm - Turn on computer, Get changed into house casual clothes, browse Org, and other things.
9:30 pm - Posting this message.

[DemonArchangel]

6:00 a.m: Wake up. Realize it's too early. Go back to sleep.
6:15 a.m: Oh crap, no it's not too early. Get up out of bed. Fall asleep in the hallway to bathroom for another 15 minutes.
6:30 a.m: Shower, shave, get dressed.
6:50 a.m: Cook breakfast.
7:20 a.m: Eat breakfast, leave dishes in sink until I get back
7:30 a.m: Brush teeth, mouthwash, head out to first job in business development office.
7:50 a.m: Get stuck in traffic jam.
8:20 a.m: Another traffic jam.
8:40 a.m: 7 car accident with multiple fatalities shuts down road for a long time until they can clear the accident. Repress urge to murder surviving family members of the people killed in the accident. Simultaneously thank the gods that I didn't wake up 15 minutes earlier because that would be my rapidly cooling corpse they'd be loading into the ambulance.
9:00 a.m: Notice that I'm late for work.
9:30 a.m: Show up at work half an hour late. Moan to co-workers about traffic. Make pathetic excuse for boss. Notice that a normally 40 minute commute took two hours.
10:00 a.m: Start working after 4 cups of morning coffee and reading the newspaper and several webcomics.
12:00 p.m: Relax after 2 hours of frantic report typing and email volleys back and forth. Get lunch. Take lunch back to desk to continue working.
4:00 p.m: Finish typing report, email to boss. If the pill popping type (I'm not), pop half a bottle of Xanax to defuse the insane amounts of anxiety in your system.
4:30 p.m: Random websurfing.
5:00 p.m: Tense conference call with boss and investors. Really tense. Wish badly for Xanax, booze and grass. Make otherwise critical, deal-breaking faux pas that the investors fortunately find to be quirky and hilarious. Thank the gods again for saving you again.
5:45 p.m: Head to second job in concert promotion.
7:00 p.m: Get to venue. Listen to self-purported rock stars talk about how not all the terms in their contracts were fulfilled. Tell artists to go vigorously copulate with themselves and threaten not to pay them at all if they don't go on. I don't care if there were brown M&Ms in your dressing room. The sound is fine, we have a paying audience and you can get free booze from the bar. Argue with artist for at least 30 minutes.
9:00 p.m: Opening act finally goes on. They suck, the audience is restless and many threaten to leave unless the headliner goes on.
12:30 a.m: Headliner finally goes on (after an additional half hour delay so that the bassist can do cocaine in the venue's bathrooms).
2:30 a.m: Repeated requests by the audience for encores means that a 30 minute set took 2+ hours. Throw headliners out of venue. Count door tickets and take your cut. Go home.
3:30 a.m: Get back home, shower and eat dinner.
4:00 a.m: Sleep, you have to wake up in two hours at 6.

[Rhyfelwyr]

Average weeday for me (save Thursday when I go to Uni), is:

12:30 pm - get up
12:30-2:00 - breakfast, shower etc
2:00-3:00 - read/study
3:00-4:30 - eat lunch while watching Diagnosis Murder (until they changed it recently :furious3:), now I must settle for the Five afternoon movie
4:30-5:30 - various chores, ironing, dishes etc
5:30-7:00 - browse org/read/study
7:00-7:30 - main part of my dinner
7:30-9:00 - browse org/read/study
9:00-10:00 - supplement my dinner with bread and stuff which I do for some reason, while watching usually CSI, the Mentalist, whatever
10:00-1:00 am - browse org/browse other forums/read/study, yeah I'm running late tonight
1:00-2:30 - have supper, watch TV, sometimes DVD's of Monk or whatever

Ha! I feel like I am living the benefits lifestyle not being at Uni, I get two hours teaching a week for my final year of 'full time' education. :laugh4:

[pevergreen]

Wednesday-Sunday
~11:00 wake up
6:30 dinner
2:30 sleep

Yeah, thats pretty much it.

[Strike For The South]

6:00 a.m: Wake up. Realize it's too early. Go back to sleep.
6:15 a.m: Oh crap, no it's not too early. Get up out of bed. Fall asleep in the hallway to bathroom for another 15 minutes.
6:30 a.m: Shower, shave, get dressed.
6:50 a.m: Cook breakfast.
7:20 a.m: Eat breakfast, leave dishes in sink until I get back
7:30 a.m: Brush teeth, mouthwash, head out to first job in business development office.
7:50 a.m: Get stuck in traffic jam.
8:20 a.m: Another traffic jam.
8:40 a.m: 7 car accident with multiple fatalities shuts down road for a long time until they can clear the accident. Repress urge to murder surviving family members of the people killed in the accident. Simultaneously thank the gods that I didn't wake up 15 minutes earlier because that would be my rapidly cooling corpse they'd be loading into the ambulance.
9:00 a.m: Notice that I'm late for work.
9:30 a.m: Show up at work half an hour late. Moan to co-workers about traffic. Make pathetic excuse for boss. Notice that a normally 40 minute commute took two hours.
10:00 a.m: Start working after 4 cups of morning coffee and reading the newspaper and several webcomics.
12:00 p.m: Relax after 2 hours of frantic report typing and email volleys back and forth. Get lunch. Take lunch back to desk to continue working.
4:00 p.m: Finish typing report, email to boss. If the pill popping type (I'm not), pop half a bottle of Xanax to defuse the insane amounts of anxiety in your system.
4:30 p.m: Random websurfing.
5:00 p.m: Tense conference call with boss and investors. Really tense. Wish badly for Xanax, booze and grass. Make otherwise critical, deal-breaking faux pas that the investors fortunately find to be quirky and hilarious. Thank the gods again for saving you again.
5:45 p.m: Head to second job in concert promotion.
7:00 p.m: Get to venue. Listen to self-purported rock stars talk about how not all the terms in their contracts were fulfilled. Tell artists to go vigorously copulate with themselves and threaten not to pay them at all if they don't go on. I don't care if there were brown M&Ms in your dressing room. The sound is fine, we have a paying audience and you can get free booze from the bar. Argue with artist for at least 30 minutes.
9:00 p.m: Opening act finally goes on. They suck, the audience is restless and many threaten to leave unless the headliner goes on.
12:30 a.m: Headliner finally goes on (after an additional half hour delay so that the bassist can do cocaine in the venue's bathrooms).
2:30 a.m: Repeated requests by the audience for encores means that a 30 minute set took 2+ hours. Throw headliners out of venue. Count door tickets and take your cut. Go home.
3:30 a.m: Get back home, shower and eat dinner.
4:00 a.m: Sleep, you have to wake up in two hours at 6.

<3.

[Motep]

6:30 - woke up, whee
7:20 - got out of bed, showered
7:50 - ate pudding
7:54...ish - scrubbed absently at my teeth
8:00 - drove my motorcycle to school
8:05 - barely avoided traffic accident, my bike is bright green, how do they not see it?
8:10 - got to school, proceeded to chain bike to tree
8:20 - walked into the school, complimented rouse on his spuffy hair (spike + puff), hugged Elizabeth
8:30 - AP English. I sat there and talked to megan, antonio, and spuff all hour
9:20 - Asked Megan out with success
9:30 - AP Biology. I had to play with a microscope.
10:25 - AP Calculus. Derivative fun.
11:25 - Japanese. Test from hell. I think I got an A, though.
12:20 - Lunch. I kicked ass at rummy. But I didnt eat anything...
12:45 - Creative Writing. I wrote a poem while ignoring the teacher.
13:40 - Economics. Easiest class ever. I pretty much just made wise-ass comments the whole time.
14:35 - Physics. I got to play with toys. And measure their velocity...
15:30 - I went home, traffic was a bitch.
16:00 - Got home, took a nap immediately
16:50 - I woke up, and was immediately angry with my dog for eating my left shoe.
17:00 - Started cooking food for my family. (Mother at work, sister is sick, step father is sick)
18:00 - Proceeded to stuff my face with loads of mashed potatoes and steak. Mmm....steak. My sick family got soup.
18:30 - Went on computer, turned a canadian Shimeji into a purple blob.
18:40 - Started talking to Amanda on skype
19:00 - Called megan, no luck. She was/is at hockey game
21:00 - Org, finished making blob after little attention spent
22:09 - Right now, still skyping, and my ass hurts from sitting. I should run, but I dont feel like it.
EDIT
22:20 - ran for a bit
23:00 - back to puter, talked to amanda again
0:24 - going to bed

[Megas Methuselah]

Smoke weed all day and pimp all night.

[Prussian to the Iron]

hgrty gtert ytyutg

[Megas Methuselah]

1700-1800-sing sad songs as I think about everything I should've done but didn't because I was too scared

Yeah, those regrets stay with you for life, little man. What do you do about it? Get out of the house, hang out with your friends, get it off your mind. Eventually you'll grow out of it.


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=koXWb5hfeSM

Look at it this way: you are a tree. Then, due to a troublesome situation, you lose a branch. You'll never get it back. But the experience will shape who you are to become. You're gonna keep on growing, growing, growing large and great. That branch that was cut off will never grow, but the growth is concentrated in other branches. It will shape who you are, but you'll grow past it and become a wiser person for it.

So, get out and have some fun. You're in high school, it's what you should be doing. And don't invest so much emotion in any girls at your age. Just smile and laugh it all off. :yes:

We're all destined for great things, to each our own. Take heart in this, and enjoy life.

[Hax]

09:25 -- Woken by alarm clock
11:00 -- Wake up again
11:05 -- Lie in bed
11:10 -- Get up
11:15 -- Shower
11:30 -- Grocery shopping
11:50 -- Breakfast
12:15 -- Internets
12:30 -- Practice guitar
12:45 -- Practice mandola
13:00 -- Practice piano
*repeat last four activities continuously*
15:15 -- Late lunch
*repeat four activities*
19:00 -- Dinner
20:00 -- More piano!
21:00 -- Internets/gaming
24:00 -- Slowly...going..to bed
01:00 -- I should really be -- ooh, new mail!
01:30 -- Bedtime

[Andres]

3.15 am: woken by baby - feed baby
4.00 am: back to sleep
6.00 am: woken by baby - change diaper, check if baby's hungry, feed
6.30 am: back to sleep
7.50 am: woken by alarm, roll to other side
8.00 am: woken by alarm "baby"
8.30 am: get dressed, shaved, shower, breakfeast etc. while mum takes care of baby
8.45 am: kiss mum and baby goodbye and hurry for work.
9.00 am - 6.00 pm: work
6.30 pm: arrive at home, feed and play with/hug baby so mum can rest
7.30 pm: prepare dinner
8.00 pm : eat
8.30 pm: watch tele
9.00 pm: change baby's diaper while mum warms milk
9.15 pm: feed baby
9.30 pm: hug baby, play with baby
10.00 pm: watch television
11.30 pm: change diaper, feed baby
0.00: go to bed.
etc.

[Louis VI the Fat]

3.15 am: woken by baby - feed baby
4.00 am: back to sleep
6.00 am: woken by baby - change diaper, check if baby's hungry, feed
6.30 am: back to sleep
7.50 am: woken by alarm, roll to other side
8.00 am: woken by alarm "baby"
8.30 am: get dressed, shaved, shower, breakfeast etc. while mum takes care of baby
8.45 am: kiss mum and baby goodbye and hurry for work.
9.00 am - 6.00 pm: work
6.30 pm: arrive at home, feed and play with/hug baby so mum can rest
7.30 pm: prepare dinner
8.00 pm : eat
8.30 pm: watch tele
9.00 pm: change baby's diaper while mum warms milk
9.15 pm: feed baby
9.30 pm: hug baby, play with baby
10.00 pm: watch television
11.30 pm: change diaper, feed baby
0.00: go to bed.
etc.Oh my...

I think I could deal with two weeks of this. Then it's off to the adoption agency for the little terrorist.




Also, somebody please explain the Belgian that the correct order is 'shave, shower, get dressed, breakfast', or at least any order that has the shower preceding the dressing:
8.30 am: get dressed, shaved, shower, breakfeast

[Andres]

Oh my...

I think I could deal with two weeks of this. Then it's off to the adoption agency for the little terrorist.

Meh, it's exhausting, but you'd be surprised about how little sleep you really need. Well, not exactly. You DO need sleep, but somehow, one always finds the strength to keep going. Putting him in his own room and placing another bed next to his, so my wife and I can take turns in doing the "night shift" makes it all the more bearable. He still weighs less than 3.000 g, so you can't expect the little one to be able to eat enough to get through the night on one meal. Add another month or two and things should improve. He's not at all a crybaby and only cries when he's hungry, so once he can eat more in one turn, we should be set for less interuptions and eventually 5-6 hours of sleep.


Also, somebody please explain the Belgian that the correct order is 'shave, shower, get dressed, breakfast', or at least any order that has the shower preceding the dressing:

Hey getting dressed first, saves me time and money: clothes and body washed in 15 minutes! You francophones with your weird, overly expensive habits! Your system means two times water and soap and a waste of valuable time. Taking a shower while dressed is the smarter thing to do.

[Samurai Waki]

3.15 am: woken by baby - feed baby
4.00 am: back to sleep
6.00 am: woken by baby - change diaper, check if baby's hungry, feed
6.30 am: back to sleep
7.50 am: woken by alarm, roll to other side
8.00 am: woken by alarm "baby"
8.30 am: get dressed, shaved, shower, breakfeast etc. while mum takes care of baby
8.45 am: kiss mum and baby goodbye and hurry for work.
9.00 am - 6.00 pm: work
6.30 pm: arrive at home, feed and play with/hug baby so mum can rest
7.30 pm: prepare dinner
8.00 pm : eat
8.30 pm: watch tele
9.00 pm: change baby's diaper while mum warms milk
9.15 pm: feed baby
9.30 pm: hug baby, play with baby
10.00 pm: watch television
11.30 pm: change diaper, feed baby
0.00: go to bed.
etc.

I remember that schedule... once they get past the hunger crying you can actually sleep for more than four hours, and it's just wonderful, brings a tear to my eye thinking about that first real eight hours of sleep after eight months of waking up every 30min to 2 hours.

[miotas]

7:00am - Get out of bed, water garden
7:05am - Bed
11:00am - Wake up
11:30am - Liquid brunch
Noon - Attempt to make headway on assignment
12:30pm - Get distracted by games
2:30pm - Liquid lunch
3:00pm - Attempt to tame jungle growing in backyard
6:00pm - Nap in late afternoon sun
7:00pm - Liquid dinner
7:30pm - Attempt to make headway on assignment
8:00pm - Get distracted by TV
10:00pm - Go to pub
5:00am - Wake up in backyard
5:30am - Find keys after much searching
6:00am - Find bed after much searching

Holdays are fun.

[Moros]

6:54 am Trying to get up
6:55 am succeeding in getting up
7:00 am washing and clothing as fast as possible
7:15 am brushing teeth and brushing hair
7:25 am making me bags
7:30 am getting a lift to the train station
7:59 am getting on the train
8:15 am getting shouted by the train conductor because I forgot to fill in my rail ticket
8:20 am noticing some pretty girl in sitting a little further
8:25 am sleeping on the train
8:45 am woken up, noticing I didn't travel too far (thank god). Noticing she has a boyfriend.
8:50 sleeping on train
8:52 woken up agains, quickly needing to take my stuff together and run out as, the train was almost leaving for a next station.
8:53 running to a class that starts at 9:00, getting sweaty
9:04 arriving at the class which already began. Oh well at least the professor has someone who is awake in his class now
9:30 apparantly making to much noise opening a bottle of coke.
10:00 ten minute break, quickly buying some coffee and begging a sigarette from a rather lovely looking class mate. She gave me one and started talking. And yes, I'm a non-smoker. As it's a class outside of the normal curriculum I didn't know anyone, but I need some social contact... Wondering were my friend is who promissed he'd be able to take the class this time.
10:05 some friends walk by, friends who were awake to my surprise. Normally they wake up at noon earliest... Talking to them.
11:00 class is over, walk by the 'Fakbar' (a bar run by student for students, each faculty has one or multiple). Apparantly the ones who worked there last night were still doing an afterparty for themselves. We call that a 'plan Simons'. Those who worked drink for free whatever they want untill they are too drunk or everyone wants to go home. Sometimes lasting till 1:00 pm, when they have to stop as the bar reopens. Noticed my GF is in there as well, she's pretty damn drunk. Decide to go to the library.
11:05 in the library noticing that my FB account is disable for one reason or antoher, but on the bright light I had an interesting read.
01:00 pm getting remembered that I forgot to eat breakfast on the train.
01:10 pm eating breakfast/noon whatever at the Fakbar. Thank god my gf went home. Some drunk friend was still there talking the whole time about absurd means of penetration. He was funny and irritating at the same time.
1:20pm I bought him a duvel, to make him shut up.
1:45 pm the guy is sleeping now with his head on the bar. The duvel worked.
1:50 pm getting ready to head to another class, apparanty however it was cancelled. So stayed and ordered a beer. As my last one has been to long ago.
2:50 pm heading for another class
3pm on arrival, the professor tells us he is heading for brussels, this class is also cancelled.
3:10 pm having nothing else to do except for going to library, but being way too tired for that, I decide to go back the fakbar
4:50 pm needed to go my last class of the day, but drank a few beers and being tired I decide to skip that one.
6:00 pm getting quite drunk and going to get some kebab with people I learned to know 5 minutes ago. Apparantly they also have that class, which is way to early.
6:20 pm almost fell when entering the kebab "restaurant".
6:45 pm ended up at the fakbar again and having a good time untill my gf arrives, apparantly she's angry for me being drunk. I tell her she was drunk herselve this noon. She goes to her place.
7:45 pm decided to call my parents to say I'm going to spend the night in Leuven (the city the university is), I'm way to drunk to take a train home. Especially as they assume I followed classes whole day. They didn't notice I'm drunk.
9:00 pm someone asks me to go on a fakbar-tocht. Which is going to all of those bars after each other. I had lots of discharge coupons I got somehow so I would barely have to spend money. Being drunk and all I was easily convinced. Called by gf to tell her I'm going to sleep at her place. She doesn't fancy the idea though.
10:00 pm we leave for the fakbar-tocht. Apparantly we're in a pretty large group with lots of pretty girls. Continously reminding myself to behave.
11:00 pm one of the girls takes off her coat and a shirt. (She's still wearing a top, she's not showing her breast or bra or something) Probably the best looking girl from our group. Being drunk and all I act as if she was a stripper and put a 20€ bill in het bra.
11:05 pm needed more beer, hence I took the bill out of her bra again.
11:00 pm- 12:00pm getting more drunk and passing a few fakbars.
12:30 pm We get at another fakbar, but apparantly their doing a cantus (see: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cantus) there. The rest wants to go, but I said if we're going to all the fakbars, we drink at all the fakbars. So I ask how much it is to join the almost over cantus. Apparantly it's 3€'s. As always I want to get at least the amount of beer I paid for, so I decided to drink 4 beers bottoms up after each other.
12:45 pm I think some of the girls think I'm a bit err... what's the word. An dirty idiot I guess.
01:00 am doing a secret puke at the toilets, decided to drink a bit less
02:00 am I and two girls decide to go grab a few burgers. I'm still drunk, but now they all are.
02:30 pm arriving at the final stop, our fakbar. With both girls in my arms, GF is standing in front of the fakbar looking mad.
03:00 my Gf goes to the toilet adn I go with her. While she's sitting on the toilet, I decide not to occupy another toilet as there were other people waiting. Instead I ask her to sit at the back and open her legs so I can use the same toilet.
03:01 I get smacked.
03:05 having lost my place to stay I decide to continue to party, there's nothing else to do otherwise.
07:00 am the bar is getting closed and those who worked are going to do a 'plan simons' (see above), I'm allowed to stay as long as I don't drink hard liquor. I drank water mostly.
08:00 am I can crash at a friend's place, but I decide to stay awake as I have class in three hours. As it's a big aula and can go sit at the back, me looking the way I do isn't that bad.
9:00 am - 10:50am: coffee, coffee, coffee, coffee, coffee!
11:00 am following class. The aula is dark due to the powerpointslides shown. Good. I'm aswering to many of the professors questions even tough I'm still not completely sober, getting a hangover and not having slept.
11:30 am ran for the toilet, false alarm
12:30 getting a reminder of my cellphone, oh great apparantly I'm responsible for the bar today. Walk out of class to open the bar.
01:00 pm the bar is open. The new guys working the bar are to enthousiast and are steeling the work I have to do. I decide to try and eat breakfast.
02:00 pm hangover, hangiver
04:00 pm hangover almost over, to celebrate I drank my only beer of the day, a nice cold Delirium Tremens.
08:00 pm working my socks of as I didn't do to much the during the afternoon, because of the hanover.
09:00 pm my gf wants to talk. Oh boy.
10:00-11:30 pm we talk, I tell her I never kissed another woman and girls. Well during our relationship. (Which is true) While she did. (She kissed a woman, not a man). And some arguments that were probably more relevant to the discussion.
I think about 12:00pm-01:00am make up sex, but I fall asleep...

Now I'm just awake, my gf already went home apparantly. I hope she isn't to mad anymore. And I hope she isn't mad for me falling asleep.
Boy things went out of hand this time. Oh well such days happen a couple of times a year and while they tend to bring probles the day after and give you hangovers and all, when enough time passes, they make great memories. lol. Oh well university is the only place and short time in your life you're tolerated to do such idiotic stuff. I have to enjoy it while I still can, no?