Happy 2013 everyone! I hope everyone still has all of their fingers? Or did you blow one off on purpose just so you could pull off a convincing AltaÔr? I know how you people think.
Either way, Iíve still been studying my ass off, because Iíve got an important exam like RIGHT NOW, so the Shadeisms are going to be on the short side today. Next week will be my last exam, fortunately; I could really use the rest right about now. Hopefully that exam will also earn me my Bachelorís degree in Law! Iím excited, and just a little bit nervous, because if I pass these last exams with a 7/10 or higher, chances are very good that I will even graduate cum laude. Iíve worked very hard for that, so I hope I can bring home the gold and/or bacon!
I am getting incredibly nervous though...
Either way, thatís stuff to worry about later. If all goes well, Iíve also been thinking about doing a special blog (series?) for you guys, but for now Iím not going to say any more about that. Sorry about leaving you with that little tease. Letís just say I hope you donít find it...ĒobjectionableĒ.
This week Iíve participated in one of those newyear dives. You know the ones, where people jump in damn near freezing water to show that theyíre tough, only to have their penis shrivel up from the cold, losing them any sort of confidence in their manhood they once had? Yeah, those. I have yet to confirm if vaginas also shrivel up during these, so for now Iím forced to assume that they do. Donít tell me the answer though, personal investigation will be much more fun while at the same time potentially netting me a restraining order. (Donít all the good things in life?)
Anyway, Iíve done this dive for the past six years now or so, and the one I participate in gets sponsors for the event, the proceeds of which go to charity. Some of my friends are staff members of this particular charity, so they basically drag me to the dive every year. I donít mind it, though. Iíve actually been brainwashed enough to think that itís fun, although there is always that one moment when youíre waiting for the start signal and you think ďOkay, what the hell am I doing here?!Ē In all honesty though, itís always a very short trip, and this year the water wasnít even all that cold to begin with. Besides, itís also a great way to get back together with people I donít see all year (or havenít seen in years, plural). Even the friends who drag me along can only meet up with me once every several months, so itís definitely nice to see them, too. I wish I could see them more often (one in particular, but thatís a whole other story entirely), so this is one event I wouldnít miss for the world.
I would show you guys some pictures of me taking the dive. However, participating in this dive for the past six years has led me to conclude that I am in fact a mutant, and my mutant power is the uncanny ability to dodge any and all cameras on January 1st (so Iím slightly better than Jubilee, is what Iím saying). For some reason, Iím never in any of the pictures, despite the fact that they take at least a hundred every year. My friends donít have this problem at all, theyíre always in several, and Iím always close to them too, but nope, Iím always out of shot. Mutant, Iím telling you. This year was no different; there are only a maximum of two pictures with me in it, one of which has me half covered and the other was taken from far away and you can barely see me among the crowd.
HOWEVER. Last year, during one vital instant, it seems that my mutant powers failed me, and someone managed to snap a picture of me. Avert your eyes; Ridiculously Photogenic Guy I am not. I am much sexier, obviously.