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mc 101 v. arh 253

Fri, 03 Oct 2008 19:18:28 GMT

both of these are lecture style classes. the first has close to 200 people. the second has 60. im actually in mc 101, i sat in on an arh class. the first day of class our mc teacher told us he would try to learn everyone's name. sounds kinda crazy but he's making some progress (yai mr fondren). He also talks to us instead of at us. the arh teacher thought off a power point of pictures and talked about it for the whole 50 minutes. i was tired but that class is a wonderful lullaby. And there's was ample opprotunity for student reaction. so heres to mr fondren for making lecture fun!!!!

help me with meh physics eh

Sun, 20 Aug 2006 05:20:36 GMT

so for physics i have to apply the scientific method to solve a real life non-scientific problem and write a lab report about it. so i gots my problem and i got my hypothesis so now its time for me to conduct an investigation.....so if you're a white and/or asian guy and maybe a chick just answer this simple yes or no question (you have to answer it first then if you feel the need to comment you can)

would you let karla sodomize you with either a strap on named billbob or a two sisded dildo mike said he should get for my birthday and some lubercant, most likely vaseline?

back with more random shit!

Sun, 06 Aug 2006 03:31:37 GMT

self love a thon.....found this on aol ......hehe

On August 5, whole bunches of people will gather in a hall in London and go to town doing the wango tango. I'm talking about spanking the monkey and petting the petunia. Yes, I'm talking about m-a-s-t-u-r-b-a-t-i-o-n.

I've always said there are two kinds of people: Those who masturbate and those who lie. Now, the aforementioned group and their lying friends are invited to participate in the Masturbate-a-Thon. This is a real event, I'm not making it up. It's an eight-hour self-love-a-thon which "seeks to raise awareness of, and dispel the shame and taboos that persist around, this most commonplace, natural and safe form of sexual activity."

The event was originallly conceived by the Center for Sex and Culture in San Francisco, which produced the first public event six years ago, and another earlier this year.

Like its American inspiration did, the UK event will raise money for charity. People will seek donations from their friends -- and co-workers and family, of course -- to sponsor them for each minute that they you-know-what. Funds raised will be donated to two organizations in the U.K. that work in sexual and reproductive health, and HIV/AIDS.

This might be the most fun charity work one could ever imagine -- helping others while doing something that also benefits oneself.

People can choose to be in rooms that are all women, all men or mixed. Touching others is basically not allowed. Each participant is assigned a monitor who, organizers say, are not voyeurs and are embarrassed by nothing. I guess it could go without saying that little to nothing can embarrass the self-love-lovin' participants either.

Participants can elect to be considered for the prize for most orgasms. How exactly does one judge women here? If I knew, I might be disqualified as the editor of this blog. But it is my understanding that straight guys can't always tell either. Do women know when other women are faking? (Note: I asked one of my resident lesbian experts who feigned that SHE can always tell but agreed to pose the question to a huge tribe of women here).

One other fun fact: A documentary is being made of the event (and the organizing leading up to it) -- and it will be shown on British television. Channel 4 editor Andrew MacKenzie said that the film is in keeping with their "provocative and mischievous" programming in the same vein as their 'Penis Week.'

Is it just me, or does British TV sound way more fun than ours? Given the choice between watching their 'Penis Week' or our 'Shark Week,' I'd say we're getting the short end of the stick on this side of the pond. And no, 'Big Brother' does not count as a 'Penis Week.'

I never did buy the warning that "every time you masturbate, God kills a kitten." I'm more of the school of that Luther Ingram mega hit, "If Loving Me Is Wrong, I Don't Want to Be Right.' Or something like that.

oh look another infrequent update!!!

Tue, 25 Jul 2006 06:38:00 GMT

so ...........ummm....been feeling kinda aethiest lately....not sure why...hope fulley a stories going to come out of it....

umm as for the concert and the tickets....i have 9.39 save....my sister gave me a bit of her pennies....they set uk sites but no dates yet....us ones should be coming soon.......

squee!1!

any whoot i wrote some other stuff in meh live journal.........if you care to have a read at it
pookiesma.livejournal.com

and with this im off to go kill my brain cells with bordom and steuff like that

~kals

>.< oi karla gets to be a good girl this year

Sun, 16 Jul 2006 01:20:29 GMT

soo thanks to this freindly myspace bullitin...i found out some awefully gleeful news

Quote:

2 clips from Gonzo where brian stated that they would do 12 to 15 dates in the u.s.

so karla's all omg *bouncing off walls* *victory dance*
and karla would really like to go so she thought about some things
~they are probably not going to set foot in texas.....maybe...seriously doubt it
~karla's mom is going to be uber skeptikal sending her youngest to a concert
~karla's mom is going to be uber skeptikal sending her youngest out of state
~karla's mom is going to be uber skeptikal sending her youngest outside of killeen unaccompanied by an adult
~karla's mom is going to be uber skeptikal sending her youngest anywhere if her grades continue sucking ass

therefore karl has to be all goody two shoes this year to even have a chance at going......but ill try.....see im even saving up my pennies to buy the ticket

fifa world cup germany 06 commentary

Sun, 09 Jul 2006 20:53:48 GMT

so the world cup is over......germany's in third, france second, and italy taking home the trophy. after one month 64 games countless emotions, its all over....for the next four years at least.

~what i have to say about fifa world cup germany o6~
this is the first time i watch this event mostly because i was just plain ignorant about it. but i caught a couple of glimpses of it. i was a bit dissapointed because all the team i rooted for were axed. but i still got some good memories out of it. like people getting carded...in the sweden germany game when teddy lucic got carded again you just see the ref smiling and Wham! yellow card. it was funny. sweden lost .
like mostly every body else in the world i was looking foward to this great germany brazil game. it would've been awesome. but i was greatly dissapointed that brazil didnt make it to semi finals...and that germany got nixed.
germany poland game was nice even though poland lost
then there was today. to be honest i really wanted france to win... but i was dissapointed when zadane got a red card in over time. its the last game of his career and he ends it by head butting this italian guy for no reason. the ball wasn't even near the. what the hell is his problem?!?!?!?!
italy gave me some happy moments....they looked so happy. hugging and kissing and what ot and that guy who took off his pants for no reason XD

homgz...porscherotica

Thu, 06 Jul 2006 20:33:53 GMT

so whats coming up next is the product of slightly bored fishies in the class.....and one obviouly got totally sucked in to the point she got carried away and filled up like half of my notebook...with smut....and the title porscherotica...yeah i stole that idea from family guy when peter rote all those stories and cleverly named then peterotica......yeah and porsche was that one person i was talking about. so here goes porscherotica
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~david's pov~

“Oh…Umm excuse me …I’m sorry,” the boy with no name said to me as he stooped to pick up his books. I stooped down to help him. As I looked up I noticed his rainbow necklace. “What’s your name?” I asked him. “My name is Bryan. And yours?” he smiled. “I’m David nice meeting you. Where you headed?” We began to walk down the streets of the suburban Springdale. “I was going to park. It’s just such a beautiful out today.” A sudden rush of wind ruffled my jacket. He shivered. I smiled at him and took off my coat and draped it around his shoulders. My muscular arms grew goose bumps, but I ignored it. Removing my jacket revealed my necklace with a rainbow Chinese dragon. His eyes grew big from the sight. “You’re…?” he asked. I nodded and grinned. We sat on one of the benches. I sat close to him to try and warm myself from his body heat. “So, tell me about yourself,” he set down his books and set one in his lap. I stretched and put my arm on the back of the bench. I felt his head rest against it. I didn’t say anything. I sighed. I really didn’t want to embarrass myself so I decided to avoid any part of my life from the time I was born till three seconds ago. All I could do was change the subject. “Springdale’s a pretty small town why haven’t I seen you around?” “Well I just moved here and I have just finished unpacking. I figure being cooped up on a nice day didn’t sound like fun so; I came out for a walk or a sit in the park. Then I found you.” He looked at me deep in the eyes. His soft purplish sparkled. I leaned over to kiss him gently. He didn’t resist. Moments later after our lips parted he sighed. “That was…was…amazing,” he leaned forward to kiss me again but I pressed my finger to his lips. “Must we move so fast?” He blushed and turned away. “Let’s go to your place. Then we can move as fast as we want,” I grinned and stood taking the books in my arms. I watched his eyes widen as my muscles bulged a bit. He ran his hand down my chest. “Ooh…,” he let out a muffled cry. His touch sent shivers down my body. We walked in silence. After a few blocks we came upon an apartment complex. As we walked down the hall to his room we overheard someone yell, “WELL GET THE FUCK OUT, YOU SELFISH BITCH!!!!” I saw a woman throw things out the door and another woman gathering her things. Tears fell from her eyes. ‘Lesbians,’ I thought to myself after he opened the door. I was met with the aroma of fresh incense. I took off my muddy shoes at the door, so I wouldn’t soil the off-white carpet. It had rained the previous day and the walk in the park had collected a lot of dirt under my feet. After he had removed his shoes, we sat on his couch, which matched the carpet. “Nice place you have here, Bryan.” He smiled, “Thank you. I haven’t been to your house so I didn’t know if it’s nice or not. But I must say, your body is quite appealing.” He licked his lips and looked down from my chest to my crotch. “Thank you” “Your body alone makes me a horny little school boy,” he grunted a little and shifted. I couldn’t help but to look down to see a large lump in the crotch of his pants. I shifted. Seeing him like that turned me on but I tried desperately to control myself. He leaned closer to me, moved his hand under my shirt along my chest and kissed me. I felt myself harden.

{if you made it this far and this type of thing aint your cup of tea....you just might want to stop reading this}

~bryan's pov~

I pulled away to see the disappointed look on his face, which went away quickly as I pinned him down to the couch. “Feisty one, aren’t we?” David whispered. I looked him straight in the eye and grinned like a madman. The look of satisfaction on his face told me he only wanted more. I unbutton his shirt with urgency to see what kind of treasure hid under his clothes I reached the last button and folded the shirt open. I liked what I saw. He moaned softly as I started kissing his chest, which strangely tasted like sugar. I moved down chest licking him a couple of times. I reached down to his pants. His erection was poking my chest. I unbuttoned his pants and pulled down the zipper. I slid his pants down to his knees; he wriggled a bit trying to help the effort. I was surprised with what I saw. “Going commando. You’re a trooper,” I glanced up at him. He let out a chuckle. I kissed his abs once again and got back to what I was doing. I started to lick the tip of his cock, just to tease him a bit. He groaned. I looked up and gave him a grin. Mixed with pleasure, he gave me a contorted smile. On my knees, above him, I too removed my shirt. He placed his hands at my waist and rubbed up and down from under my pits to the line of my pants. His hand against my body only made my cock pulsate and swell. I removed my pants and underwear as David began to stroke my hardness. I moan and lie back down on David and let out tips touch. I kiss his lips gently and work my way down his body while he massages my dick. Once down far enough, I kiss the sides and lick his tip. David moans. I put my lips around the whole cock and begin giving strong sucks from the base. I continue sucking really hard as David screams and moans, yelling every sexual cry in the book. He moves his hands down and begins with my cock. I give two more strong sucks and David lets loose with a loud one, “OOHH MY GOD! YES BRYAN! OHH MY GOD! MMMM…OHHH!” Then David lets loose with his hot, sweet goodness. Unable to help myself, I too and let loose with some, breathing really hard, “Oooh my god…mmm” the room and my couch smelled heavily of sex. The couch was wet with a mix of our semen. We both sit up, our naked bodies sweating. He leans over and kisses me, “That was good.” I kiss him back and our tongues entwine each other. Slowly moving away I stood and David followed behind me. I lay down and he stood over me. My cock rehardened as I stared up and down. He lay down and put his limp dick by my thighs. He kissed me deeply. I felt his cock harden against my thigh. David leaned over and whispered in my ear, “Round two. My Advantage.” He traced the outline of my ear with his tongue and trailed down my body. He laid his cock on mine and began rubbing it against mine, starting off softly and getting harder. I laid there with my hands above the head board and moaned while he pleasured me. Then he did something amazing. He got down and rubbed his cock across my balls really hard. My eyes grew wide and I moaned extremely loud. He then put his lips along my cock and began giving me a strong and hard blow job. Licking my cock inside his mouth, I began moaning, groaning, yelling and screaming. He continued sucking, my cock pulsing and enlarging in his mouth. My body began to shake; right before I exploded he removed his lips and lay down. I then stood over him and began stroking and pulling on my cock. My cum splashed onto Dave’s muscular chest. I continued jerking at my cock , my cum shooting out of my dick. I breathed real hard as David's cock spilled semen along its sides. I leaned down and rubbed my body against his. My cock soon lost its erection and I rolled over beside him. “That…that was so much better the second time around,” I breathed, closing my eyes. I replayed the scene in my mind.

the alabama entry

Mon, 03 Jul 2006 22:38:10 GMT

soooo.....alabama taught me alot of things

1- the drive there is only 11 hours long...........which disproves my theory that it takes more than 10 hours to get out of texas. but either way its one hell of a ride when youre squahed in the middle seat and however your feet were when you got in the car theyre stuck like that for the rest of the ride

2-going to alabama's going to be a culture shock- sure we already live in the south but this is alabama....thas like dixie kind of south......the people here dont have happy cowboy kind of southern accent no.....they have accents.. this girl who was staying at the hotel we were at asked my sister what time they were meeting and my sister picked up "what time are we supposed to mate?"

3- harry potter is addicting- there was nothing better to doloser

4-people are observant- most incoming students picked upp on the fact that i was bit too young to be in the class of 06.....skore one for our future

Monday, June 26, 2006

Mon, 26 Jun 2006 19:37:06 GMT

don't got much to say.......so

but just to let you know i wont be here next week .....going to alabama for my sisters orientation........

roll tide

so im giving my entry more stuffs to give me a reason to keep from packing

thats the infamous blue dress.......its preety....just not on me......but yeah....there it is....

“….a cock in a dildo’s disguise….”

Sun, 25 Jun 2006 04:49:41 GMT

so there are random things going through my mind…….and they really are sorta random in their own way.

germany beat one of my teams again (luff joo Sweden) so I’ve narrowed my picks for the finals down to brazil and germany……it’d be a tight game but the Brazilians’ll give it that extra push
speaking of the futbol…my fantacy soccer team has fallen through cause almost all the countries I picked from have be eliminated……and then I don’t know how to change my line up either
did crap dance-arobics to panic! at the disco….its really good cardio……you just put on a cd and move around with the music
found the infamous blue dress and it stirred thoughts in my head……….get to that later
listened to ‘in the cold light of morning’ {which gave us that line up there} ‘carbon kid’ ‘one of a kind’ and ‘ms. moneypenny’ about 525,600 times
back to d…… I think it weird that I’d be willing to give in to a guy in a blue dress…..{and the poor kids passing by asking –mommy what’s that they’re playing-}
is the last letter of the musical alphabet
I can play jingle bells…….what now bitches