So I have been out of commission for the past month (three paragraphs about my lyfe coming for ya skip if needed). I blame school mostly. There is this one professor who decided that he is the greatest thing that came out of the post-doctoral school of I know more than God thus worship me that is the biggest pain. He has this defined process of doing systems engineering on this model-based program that is way too structured for its own good. Trying to fit that into every context in systems engineering is laughable. I will probably make a B or C in that class and live with it. Only took the class to prep myself for my job that I can't wait to go back to at the moment. I need a beach and more than just my self-validation for my work, even if that validation is fake. No wonder professors become cynics; they have to basically jerk themselves for four-six years to earn their title cause everyone else criticizes every last bit of their work. The sad thing is that these brilliant individuals are mostly in la la land to industry people and thus their major contributions to the world will occur years after they die. Oh that irony of the smarties (at least in my discipline).
Finally adding to the state of mind I am in, I broke it off with the chick I talked about last time. Should I have? Probably, 30% cause of her and 70% cause it is not my time yet. Basically, I thought I could have gotten into her walking into the dating but it just never happens over the course of a month and a half. This was made evident after we had our first problem, as I realized that there was no way I was willing to deal with both mine and her baggage over the long haul. I firmly believe that you would overlook baggage if you really wanted to be with someone (like she did for me), but I never could overlook it. It was safe to say that it just wasn't going to work on my end. She needs a stronger and more mature individual who is willing to do just that imo, and I need to go grown up some more. Despite that I want to thank the girl who I dated for a month and a half for everything. She made me do things that I have never done before, and create new experiences to remember. She truly was the first girl who I was serious about and the fact that she gave me the opportunity to experience those things was incredible. So Megan no matter how much you hate me, I will always be indebted to you.
Onto the Cheesecake Review.
I took a trip to Nashville to pick up my mother due to some long convoluted reason regarding her work. She took a flight back to Nashville and spent a weekend with her friends. She left though from a different airport so I had to drive 2.5 hours to go get her. I found out that day that she has very well-off friends. They (a family of three) lived in a four story house that was just huge. But here is the kicker. Both the father and the mother only worked about 20 hours a week each. Are you fing kidding me? They were talking to my mother about starting some business that could use her talents (She is God-level in project management imo) so they could fill their free time with sh*t to do. They should go take up a rich person hobby, like golf or croquet or happy hour drinking at the country club. My mother knew this and did not really entertain it until they fully commit (they will never commit).
As a gift for picking her up, I was treated to an Italian place for lunch. I do not know if you would call it 'Italian' as the Italian I know would not call it Italian probably. The name gives that away (Amerigo). Despite that, here is the website for it. I actually did enjoy there main course. I had the mac and cheese. Mac and Cheese is a classic dish and if there are any hater that say its for kids, well, you are right. I am always going to be a kid at heart; adulting is not my lyfe. I was pretty stuffed after the main course (all tat cheez), but I went for the Cheesecake. Safe to say given that I was stuffed by dessert that the food was decent.
The Cheesecake came out and I was actually happy that it was super small, cause I was full. (Being full was incredible for me). It was a cute little cupcake as well on the surface, full of so much potential. The fun ended there though. Like girls, this Cheesecake's docile and savoring look was deceiving. The frosting on top was a little sweeter that anticipated, and the Cheesecake was a lot harder than I anticipated. This combination did not help the Cheesecake, as its overall flavor was not as good as other Cheesecakes. I can honestly say that the crust contributed exactly like I expected so that was a plus. Furthermore, it was a traditional style, even if it was a cupcake.
Overall Score: 7.1/10
Finally adding to the state of mind I am in, I broke it off with the chick I talked about last time. Should I have? Probably, 30% cause of her and 70% cause it is not my time yet. Basically, I thought I could have gotten into her walking into the dating but it just never happens over the course of a month and a half. This was made evident after we had our first problem, as I realized that there was no way I was willing to deal with both mine and her baggage over the long haul. I firmly believe that you would overlook baggage if you really wanted to be with someone (like she did for me), but I never could overlook it. It was safe to say that it just wasn't going to work on my end. She needs a stronger and more mature individual who is willing to do just that imo, and I need to go grown up some more. Despite that I want to thank the girl who I dated for a month and a half for everything. She made me do things that I have never done before, and create new experiences to remember. She truly was the first girl who I was serious about and the fact that she gave me the opportunity to experience those things was incredible. So Megan no matter how much you hate me, I will always be indebted to you.
Onto the Cheesecake Review.
I took a trip to Nashville to pick up my mother due to some long convoluted reason regarding her work. She took a flight back to Nashville and spent a weekend with her friends. She left though from a different airport so I had to drive 2.5 hours to go get her. I found out that day that she has very well-off friends. They (a family of three) lived in a four story house that was just huge. But here is the kicker. Both the father and the mother only worked about 20 hours a week each. Are you fing kidding me? They were talking to my mother about starting some business that could use her talents (She is God-level in project management imo) so they could fill their free time with sh*t to do. They should go take up a rich person hobby, like golf or croquet or happy hour drinking at the country club. My mother knew this and did not really entertain it until they fully commit (they will never commit).
As a gift for picking her up, I was treated to an Italian place for lunch. I do not know if you would call it 'Italian' as the Italian I know would not call it Italian probably. The name gives that away (Amerigo). Despite that, here is the website for it. I actually did enjoy there main course. I had the mac and cheese. Mac and Cheese is a classic dish and if there are any hater that say its for kids, well, you are right. I am always going to be a kid at heart; adulting is not my lyfe. I was pretty stuffed after the main course (all tat cheez), but I went for the Cheesecake. Safe to say given that I was stuffed by dessert that the food was decent.The Cheesecake came out and I was actually happy that it was super small, cause I was full. (Being full was incredible for me). It was a cute little cupcake as well on the surface, full of so much potential. The fun ended there though. Like girls, this Cheesecake's docile and savoring look was deceiving. The frosting on top was a little sweeter that anticipated, and the Cheesecake was a lot harder than I anticipated. This combination did not help the Cheesecake, as its overall flavor was not as good as other Cheesecakes. I can honestly say that the crust contributed exactly like I expected so that was a plus. Furthermore, it was a traditional style, even if it was a cupcake.
Overall Score: 7.1/10
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