Reality seems to be shifting…

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Reality seems to be shifting erratically about me without any rhyme or reason at a much higher rate than usual. Normally, I can expect one real thing to become completely unreal, or one non-existant, unreal thing to suddenly exist and be accepted as normal w/o any transition every few days or so. Lately, it’s been as much as two or three hundred things every day, which is quite unsettling. It’s not even big things that are changing, only the small details; the organization of furniture, a change in a person’s beliefs, carpet colors, or maybe the size/shape of a tree. So many small things spontaneously changing, that is, always having been the way they suddenly are for everyone but me, has left me feeling totally unanchored.

Strange things are afoot

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Reality, that mindless whole that is everything we know and believe, seems to have reared its twisted head at me once again. If such chaotic occurrences were not so random and earth-shattering, or even if they were within the bounds of some sort of logical reasoning, I might be able to deal with them in some reasonable fashion. However, as a result of the absolute lack of understanding I have for these things, I become at least partially unglued when they occur.

This time, as Reality ripped itself free of its normal constraints all around me, I noticed a few things were going wrong. Wednesday evening, I got arrested. Thursday, on my birthday, I was so over-whelmed with the goings-on (* I received some toothpaste and cold medicine after sleeping most of the day *) that I didn’t complete the essay due on Friday, Friday nothing too catastrophic happened, but Saturday I had to leave town untill well after sundown. Then, at 3:30 on Sunday morning I was awakened to find that my girlfriend had not made it home that night. I spent the next 7 hours trying to find her; she showed up at home an hour later, with absolutely no explanation for me.

A "Hackers" review

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I saw the movie “Hackers” on Saturday, and although it wasn’t as realistic as it could have been, I had decided to like it before I went instead of questioning it like so many others, so i thought it was a really good movie. (Cool sentence, eh?) I had been hoping to convince a lot of people to go see it with me, but things didn’t quite work out, and only one person went with me. Luckily, that one person was not only a close friend and hyped about the movie, but he is a fellow hacker. So, all through the film we had a grand time watching the characters doing things we had done, except they did it with all the glamour that Hollywood adds to a movie. Thus, we essentially turned a serious action movie into a comedy merely by pointing out such things as that the basic nature of computers is entirely different from the way it is depicted in the film. Overall, though every move was expected, the movie kept me entertained and was well worth the (Gag) $5.75 I paid for it.

Pell Grant money came in!

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Wednesday, my check came in. That is, rest of the money from my Pell Grant was sent to me. You see, as a result of being a member of a family so poor it has begun to be entertaining figuring out where the next meal is coming from, (slight exaggeration, perhaps) The Government is paying for my schooling. In fact, they have allotted me about $1200 per semester for PVCC. Of course, since I’m only allowed to take so many classes (I’m in 17 credits worth of classes right now), and I only need so many books, I only spent about $580 on classes and $200 on books.

The remaining $460 had to be sent to me as a check, which I received on Wednesday. I then, yesterday, opened a savings account with Desert Schools Federal Credit Union, payed my dad the $80 that I owed him for school supplies, and took another $60 to go on a date tonight.