I am currently a Junior at Wake Forest University. I grew up in the small city of Summerfield in Rockingham County. I have a younger brother and a younger sister. I date the most incredible, beautiful, intelligent, girl in the world.
Don't let the preppy stereotype of Wake Forest students confuse you. I am nothing like your typical student at Wake.
I am a Chemistry/ Health and Exercise Science Major and I still can't decide where or what to do next. Either pharmacy school, medical school, or dental school.
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
This is just not okay!
It is not okay to not want to be here with me.
It is not okay that you don’t sleep here every night.
It is not okay that you spend money carelessly and not carelessly on me.
It is not okay that you don’t listen to me when I speak.
It is not okay that I am your maid.
It is not okay that I feel this way.
It is not okay.
None of this is okay.
This is just not okay.
I’m sorry that I make you feel this way.
I’m sorry that I don’t listen to you.
I’m sorry I don’t come home as soon as I should.
I’m sorry I don’t treat you as well as I should.
I’m sorry I spend money so carelessly.
I’m sorry I don’t treat you like the person I want to spend the rest of my life with.
None of this is ok.
This is just not okay.
Blow By Blows
So our band does this little thing for every football game where each section writes a little article about a topic. In the past two years I have seen some pretty brutal stuff go out in these. This year, I am introducing our freshman in the saxophone section and wanted to make something up that was funny. Of course the trumpet section and drumline section get to write whatever the hell they want. Who would have thought? The sections that our band directors are most involved with. But when I try to write by BBB with a few perverse, but discrete, things, I get told to edit it because its too vulgar. I’m not flat out saying anything. I’m using metaphors and other synonyms to say the same thing. What’s wrong with that? It’s such bullshit, because the trumpets and drumlines get laughed at, but if ours was published like that we would get a stern talking to. It pisses me off so much. When will there ever be some equality in the band program here? It’s just like wind ensemble. They only want you in there until they find someone else better to replace you. How do you think that makes people feel? When they give you their time and effort for them to turn around and say the following year, that some hot shot freshman gets to play and they don’t need you anymore. I understand you want the best, but that’s bullshit. Atleast give me something for the time I put into the ensemble. Gahh…the more I’m in band the more I see all of the cracks in the foundation of the program. The one good thing is my section. This is the closest my section has ever been. Including high school, which is saying a lot since most band kids in high school are all friends. We don’t have any cocky frat guys or sorority girls in our section. It’s just a bunch of cool kids hanging out and enjoying music. I am a little pissed though that the brass still get treated better. I can play just as loud as some of them. Just wait till next year though. We are losing one person. And next year we will have one of, if not, the biggest section of the year. Take that mother fuckers.
I miss El Salvador so much! Can’t wait to go back in March.
Future?
So I’m sitting here all alone watching 16 and Pregnant just because it’s the only thing on. Like I’ve said before Kirsten and I have been discussing baby names just playing with the idea. Nothing’s going to happen for at least five years, but you know when you feel like you’re supposed to be doing something? That purpose that you’re here for? That’s it. I was meant to be a dad. And I can’t wait to have a little boy or little girl and take them to baseball or ballet. I can’t wait to have to change diapers, to rock them to sleep, to get up six or seven times a night because they’re are crying. I don’t care about any of that. I want that. I want someone to call me dad and look to me when they need something. I want to be able to give them everything in the world and teach them lessons. I want to hold them in my arms as they fall asleep and listen to them breathing on the baby monitor. I just can’t wait. We’ve already named them! (I’m hoping for two boys and two girls so these are the names we came up with).
1. Camden James McCarty
2. Addison Marlowe McCarty (middle name still in debate)
3. Laken Alexander McCarty (first name still in debate)
4. Isabella Easton McCarty
Whatcha think? I’m so excited. I can’t wait to start a family.
Now I’m sitting at home waiting for my baby to get home. I’m watching Broken Bridges on CMT. It’s one of my favorite movies. Well that’s it for now! Later
My Baby
Make that babies. See the other day when I was bored I found this site that digitally merges your picture will someone elses to show you what your kids would look like. And this is what I got.
