Just a few thoughts...

The semester is coming to an end. It's been an interesting semester, Maryland has actually managed to piss me off on serveral occasions, the whole "lets fck seniors and let them find housing elsewhere..." and heres the kicker... we wont tell em until the last minute. Along with a few run ins with administration and people who are too high on their seats. Fortunatly with each case I have managed to get the results I wanted, but I could have used that time for other stuff instead of fighting with people who have lost their touch. Because lets face it, the whole reason I got into Engineering is to aviod going to by job everyday and hating it.

With finals right around the corner... well yeah one more reason Maryland has pissed me off. ITS FCKING MOTHERS DAY WEEKEND! Last year I managed to surprise my mother by appearing out of no where with some roses at a crowded concert. I'm still trying to cook up something but with a final the next 2 days... well just wtf

at anyrate, summer is coming up and ill actually be in dc! yah me :) i got a job with the navy working on engineering stuff, california ill try again next year ;)

I've been meaning to write about this for a while, just another thought :P

After a ballroom comp hosted by MD for dc newbies, everyone who helped organise the whole thing went to applebies, sitting there with friends was nice. On the way out Alicia and Laura decide to have a private convo so me and sara went outside to give them privacy. It was ungoddly cold and raining cold rain. I don't rmeber clearly what I was doing but sometimes the worst weather can bring out the best of me, because for somereason i was  smiling. Probably taking a moment to appreciate the beauty of the night/weather/MD.

At anyrate this guy passes me with a trombone, and out of the corner of my eye, he stoped behind me, like he wanted to say something but didn't. I went back inside because it was cold and I didn't have the proper clothes for the weather :P

The man comes back out, and walks out the door. Then comes back in and is like "Do you have a moment?" Of course I'm like sure hoping hes not gay or anything (not that i have anything against gays) :P He's like "Theres something about you, can't quite put my finger on it..." and in my head I'm like oh haha hes probably gonna say i look like Tiger Woods lol. "When you were standing outside in the parking lot... That was a moment where everything seem to stop, it was picture perfect... you had some sorta" and in my head im like wow thats wierd i kinda felt like that but it was different kinda moment "auro... yeah thats the word, something about that moment told me that you are a leader." and in my head im like uhh not what i was expecting... should i say anything?

Of course the man continues talking without giving me a chance to reply. "Just listen" the rest was kinda mumble jumble bc his thoughts were scattered, and so were mine but... "you can do whatever you put your mind to" and that he just walked out the door. Sara was like "huh that was strange" Me: "yeah i thought he was gonna talk to both of us..." and with that we walked out a few minutes later but that was almost 3 weeks ago and I still remember that. maybe his words were ment to help me through the rest of this semester (talking about what i wrote abuv). ever get the feeling that everything happens for a reason? :)

I'm glad I left up xanga bc it's still there when ever I want to record a thought...

So I have decided to stop using xanga. Sorry people but it just isn't as fun anymore. Feel free to IM me or check me out on Facebook or Myspace, www.myspace.com/c4short27

Until we meet again at another time, Goodbye Xanga

Signing off: ~Charles

It has been so long since my last post. Most of my friends have moved on to myspace or facebook which is fine. I'm here to record a thought haha :)

So today my father retired from 40yrs of service. Mainly most of them were served at the OCC which stands for Comptroller Of The Currency, thats the guy you hear about making big busts on banks that loiter money and such. Sounds like a cool job right? Maybe if you were into Computer Science yeah otherwise its as boring as... well you think of something. At anyrate Vanessa, a long time friend was basically hosting it, she made the main speach talking about my dad and such. What really struck home was the fact that my dad was a pioneer. He did a lot of stuff that no one else thought of. She used one word for him, inquisitive (can't spell but u know). My dad was always curious on how things worked, he took apart a lot of stuff and 90% of the time they didn't work when put back together but the point is that my dad was forever learning stuff. Like for example he was the one that introduced the first windows program before the OCC had windows computers. He also introduced the idea of personal computers, now people own 2-3 computers at least.... well at least I do lol. I don't know how I'd manage without my computer. At anyrate I'm sure my dad did a lot of stuff but you know how when u get home you don't talk about schoolwork. i guess that applies to work to haha. So although I have an idea I have no real concept of what my dad did. This has been the first awakening detail about my dad that I have recieved in years. We rarely don't get along but everynow and then I always wonder things... Today all my questions were answered. We are so alike that we sorta just clash. Although at this point my future potential will surpass I basically have that same curiosity that my dad had. I look back through all my work experience and successes and I've always been curios, figure out how stuff worked. But I also work faster and have more ideas at a time. Projects that I expliot are generally high risk but I make it through each and every task generally surpassing what I thought would be the end result.

People have always said "oh your just like ur mom/dad" I have never once beleieved what anyone said as far as my dad. I had not yet discovered what I had in common with my father. I could see it with my mom, but because of my dad's sacrifice he wasn't always home when I was. But as we all know thats normal for most families. For once I feel relieaved and assured about being like my dad. Because with all honesty we have more than something in common. I'm practically just like him. You know how kids say I want to be like my mom/dad? Yeah well I've always said it, people always say that I am much like my mom and dad. But until now I havn't seen that through my dad. And now after 19 years I am fully able to see such a thing.

My final thought...
Totally random but almost everyone in my life has acknowledged that I am ambitious. But just a few weeks ago I never expected this. But for the first time in my life someone told me "Don't be too ambitious." I have never taken on a task that I didn't think I could do. I always know the risks. In order to make it big you have to take some. But you know it really hits home when that person that said it was your mother. Although my mother hs never been wrong (for the most part) in her life. My life has been all about proving people wrong. It not that I am unpredictable but I set goals that are long term. I'm talking  anywhere from months to years. From School, Scouts, Martial Arts, The US Military Academies, College, My Teachers, My Relatives, My Co-Workers, My friends everyone that I know. Honestly, I have been face to face with death and won. If death doesn't stop me what can? A small trifle such as this will not stop me...

ok thats it... until my next thought, stay in there xanga :)

I'm not sure if I'm ever going to get back into xanga so I've decided to just leave this site here. Recently college has been too busy so if you still wanna blog with me you can find me on facebook :p Everynoe and then I guess if I have time ill eventually come back to update this site. Its been an experience with xanga, its served its origanal purpose (on a personal level) and now I think its time to say good bye :)

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I will eventually get the pics, i think my classes may be a lil over my head this semester :p well see :) About that story I was talking of earlier, i don't feel like doing the detailed explination but ive never actually crashed a party but i got the oportunity to crash a club. I think that counts as crashing a party right? :p

Year 2005 Review...

Well this year I accomplished almost everything that I wanted to get done. Although most of the change happened while in High School. Hmm maybe I'll back later with a list :p Since its the "popular" thing to do now. tehehe

Oh btw

!!!HAPPY NEW YEARS!!!

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Now that I've got some time I'd like to talk about the real meaning of this picture. because to me its more then just a sentamental gift. Throughout life everyone has had their own goals in life. Sometimes its something small other times its bigger then most can grasp. If you know me personally you know that im an ambitious person and it takes a lot to stop me. Being in the military was one of those things.

Serving in the military is one of the most glourious thing a person can ever do in their life time. Its not until you serve or unless you visit a 3rd world country that you learn just how good us "americans"  have it. War is brought on by ideas. War is the last resort. War is the result of failed policy. We bring war upon ourselves but sometimes a simple idea such as freedom is worth fighting for. Whether it is giving the gift to us or some other foreign country. Although you may sit here reading this safe in you're home there are soldiers dying for you at this moment. Bringing the war to our enemy that way the war isn't brought here. War is war, shit happens. It is a bloody gory battle where we use our force to impose our ideas upon our enemy. Freedom is only one idea yet it has caused so much death. Now I went through that to say this...

One of my goals in life was to join the military. I knew what I was getting into before I got into it. But due to medical reasons beyond my control i can't serve. I first found out when i got a rejection slip from the US Air Force and naval academies a week after I recieved a letter of acceptance. For those of you that don't know the academies are someof the most prestigious "schools" to get into. Not only that but they are some of the hardest because not only do you have to have the grades and the scores you have to be physically fit and medically qualified.  Also you need recommendations from your congressmen. Which are only allowed to give out like 6??? And since I applied to late I had to rough it. I got 3 tuskegee airmen and a 3 star general recomendations. Although one would have been enough I was going for over kill. Whats a tuskegee airman??? Ask someone that studied history, or your parents, it makes for a good read too....

At first I thought maybe I can get a waiver. There are plenty of jobs in the military that don't require physical status. My parents although they encouraged me I could tell they were relieved that I didn't get the chance to apply for a waiver to get into the academies. So instead I decided to move on to AFROTC. It just makes life easier for various reasons I don't care to explain. So about a week ago I got the responce from the highest ranking docters and once again they rejected me because of my medical condition. Although the surgory was extensive it still doesn't stop me from living a normal life. My best friends didn't find out until my senior year at the pool. Because they saw the scars. So to me I don't know why the docters would say no but maybe this is gods willing, that im going to serve some greater purpose in life. At any rate this is just one more life ambition that I fought to the bloody end. And I had to give up...

Wearing that uniform gave me a sense of pride in what I was doing and what I was going to do. Each soldier has a different story but hen it came down to it each of them are willing to make the ultimate sacrifice for something they believe in. This picture represents the last time I will ever wear the uniform. Instead this dream has faded away just as the many that were before it. And that is what this picture means to me.

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Doing this now that way i don't forget :p (One of those mushy sentamental gifts for my mom :p)

MERRY CHRISTMAS AND HAPPY HOLIDAYS