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Name: Brady Boone
Country: United States
State: Texas
Birthday: 10/2/1986
Gender: Male
Interests: Tennis, School, Making Money, Chemistry, Business, Drinking, Pi Kappa Alpha. Windmills, Giraffes, and Cashews (my three favorite things).
Occupation: Student
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AIM:  gowerade
Yahoo:  hardboone19
Member Since:
12/21/2003
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| Wow.. the xanga blog box has changed alot..
After a long hiatus, I am hopefully back to talk a little about my life.. Freshman year is over, and with that, I have really figured out who I am, what I expect of myself, and what is really important. Regardless of what I have ever said in the past, I feel a lot more grown up and much more responsible than I ever have before.
All this "craziness" started with my insanely great internship, where I was viewed as just another adult employee, on the same level as everyone else. I was forced to realize that my future, imminent and unavoidable, rested on my performance and improvement. This was the foundation from which I feel I have grown.
Next, I went to the Pi Kappa Alpha National Convention, and as cheesy as it probably sounds, learned how important priority, personal image, and success are in not only the fraternity world, but the real world as we all know it. All this really got me thinking, and with that, changes started to take place.
Now, I'm back in school. I can say that I have put one hundred percent effort in every test, every assignment, and every class day, something I couldn't say for myself last year. I have really taken responsibility and stopped blaming others, peer pressure, etc. for my failures and/or shortcomings. This is where I am now, and perhaps (I would like to think) I have found the real me, the person driven to be nothing less than the image I have always seen for myself. Whether or not this sounds stupid to you, these are my babbles, and nothing more than a reflection of how I feel.
I believe it completely. I have full faith in myself and my future. And all I have to do now is to drain the most experience out of every situation and opportunity thrown at me. I'm excited. What's been going on with all of you guys? | | |
| Just had my last final of the Spring of 2006. My freshman year is officially over. Ironically, no time has passed at all.
However, in the time that "time stood still" I have accomplished so much, met so many, and learned more about myself than I ever have before. It is truly refreshing to know that I have matured so much as a person, that I am finally independent (something I've always wanted but have never understood until now) and okay with it, and that I'm happy.
There's nothing better than spending your weeks in the library, your social time in other people's dorm rooms, and your weekends partying with your favorite people. Austin has been so good to me, and I think I've decided I never want to leave this place.
Now that all of my stresses are over, besides a mistake I realized I made on my Calculus final the second I turned it in, I can focus on other things, like packing for home and the summer (in Austin), my family, my friends back home, getting work lined up, and myself.
I don't know if I've ever been happier or at a better place in my life. I feel like I have almost everything figured out, and I feel like I have set my goals sky-high and achieved them (though I doubted myself slightly). There's nothing I like better than a schedule and organization, and that has come out of the woodwork, too, a schedule for how I want to live and an organized way to carry it out.
Call me crazy, but if I had the option of doing my life all over again at this point, I would say no, and I would never regret my decision. | | |
| Presently, everyone at UT is living at the library. If you're not, then you should be.
Stress for a week and a half and then summer. I'm going to push the envelope. | | |
| Can I stress again how much I hate money? The driving force in all that we do, in all that we talk about, basically everything can be tied to a flimsy green piece of paper. I had to ask my mom to pay my fraternity dues today until I can make enough money to pay her back. I feel pretty shitty having to ask her for money, especially after she's forked it out left and right for me to be here in college and living in a dorm (that is way overpriced). I'm ready for the summer, ready to move into the pike house, and ready to start making the thing I hate most in life.
Tonight calls for intense library time. Monday continues to be my most productive day, mainly because I feel like a worthless time-waster after the drunken weekends. It has occurred to me, but I still haven't done it, to work a little bit each night in order to avoid hours upon hours at the library. I get a lot done on Mondays, though, and it may just be worth it to have a little fun and let go on the weekends.
I'm out of one of my classes with an "A," which is a good feeling. I have A's in the rest of them too up to this point, but there's still 5 tests that lay ahead, all of which can make or break my averages. 4.0 here I come (hopefully), and BHP too (if the 4.0 works out).
This week, next, and finals, and that's it. The next huge thing on the agenda is moving all of my stuff over to the Pike house. Now THAT should be fun. Until next time, which could be tomorrow or a month from now, goodbye. | | |
| There probably couldn't be a more inopportune time to update, but I am anyway.
I just finished two tests today, and I have one at 11 am tomorrow morning. My week has basically been spent at the library when I haven't been in class (I'm being literal). Tomorrow's Calculus. Nothing like a morning math test.
Everything is going pretty well. I'm really glad to be coming home this weekend, and I'm even happier that tomorrow is thursday which means Pike Happy Hour. I deserve to have some beer.
Anyway, yes, I'll be home for Easter. This has been the busiest week of my life so far, and there's nothing I'd rather do right now than wait for the Easter bunny. haha.
Wish me lots of luck. | | |
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