FYE - Brendan Posterick

I Constantly Thank God For Esteban

Hello. My name is Brendan Kale Posterick, and I am here to blog. Well...we are now just past halfway through the week after a glorious return from Thanksgiving break. Unfortunately, I had a Biology exam today and a Calculus exam tomorrow. I guess you could say I have a lot to be thankful for...not really. Ummm, the break was pretty awesome. I got to see a lot of my good friends from back home, and I also saw my hard earned work at Ab Lab disappear back into a mass of turkey, pie, and other traditional heart attack American dishes. (But hey, that's what Ab Lab is for.) So, here are some pictures from home:

This is Travis...an expert in rare faces.

Me, being stupid in the car.

*Dinner*

Soooooo, that is a little bit of what went on. Mostly just hanging out and catching up. Hey, I even got some homework done. Also did some sale shopping on Friday, and I have to say that I hate the mall and all of the people in it. Could holiday shopping be any worse?! I mean, you have the new, young moms pushing their SUV strollers with a caravan behind them containing everything from diapers to baby food for a month; the grandma who hasn't left her house in thirteen years but for some reason thinks the busiest corporate day of the year is the day to shop; and then the sixth-grade wanksters walking with their crews and not really buying anything - just wasting space and precious air for the most part. Probably you should be allowed to punch these people in the back of the head and yell at them to move or go faster or get a job. Something like that.

In other breaking news, I modified the stache this break. Now, I have what I like to call the classic "trash stache." (Special emphasis is placed on the pointyness at the ends.) Check it out!

The "no looker"

The "stache frown" (a.k.a. "fur frown...spin it upside down")

The "lick it like you love me"

The "Hey...I've got some candy...why not come into my van for a little bit?"

Alright, so those were some ridiculous but very necessary self-portraits taken by a bored-but-needing-to-blog me between Spanish and Team Sports. Until then, you guys do good stuff.

P.S. The foosball game is gonna be awesome this weekend! Hopefully, I can get some more shirtless and as close to naked as possible pictures for you guys!!

iN tHe iPod: Young Love "Discotech"; Bright Eyes "True Blue"

I Have Better Things To Do Tonight Than Die

Hey bros. Let's bro down and get to business. And when I say business, I'm dead serious. I don't like to fool around on this thing, not one bit. Now, let us rock.

So, as you know (or, as you should know from reading my blogs and keeping up with every detail of my life) this weekend was Fall House. Quick recap, Fall House is where all us bro hammers in Sigma Nu go to Tennessee, rent out some extremely dank cabins, then take care of some serious business for an entire weekend. Let me just say that I did not know you could have so much fun in less than 48 hours. The whole concept of Fall House is amazing, and it is exactly as it should be. You and your brothers (pledge brothers in my case) go and get away for the weekend and just chill out and get tight. It really is what a fraternity should be about and should do...if that makes sense. Because I guess when I picture a fraternity, I see it in my head as a bunch of guys who really share these strong inseparable bonds, and I felt that so much at one point this weekend I just had to sit, enjoy it, and watch it happen all around me. It's one of those things you have to keep in your head and heart and protect forever, one of those things that let's you know you're alive and not just some hollow, mindless moron getting pushed around by life. I just can't stand people who are so negative all the time and are living every day like they are already dead. That sucks. If you see one of those people, just slap em and yell, "WAKE UP!!" Trust me, they need it.

But be off with me...the pictures. The pictures I promised. I won't lie, I don't have hoards of them as I might have hoped, but a few keepers. (Admittedly, my battery died and let's just say I might not have been able to use it even if I did have batteries.)

The gorgeous Margaret Ann & Me

...with some fun stuff.
*Check out the amazing cooler she made me! I'll think take pictures of the other sides to show you...crazy business.

Mean Muggin

Focus on the light switch in the background. Crazy, huh? (We're crazy too. hellogoodbye + "Touchdown Turnaround" + strobe light = SIQ FUN!)

Well dudes and girl dudes, I can't say too much more. I love you - probably - and am very glad you stopped by. It's been a pleasure as always, and I love to get comments or any kind of feedback from you. You are my loyal fans, my children, my breakfast in bed, my shredded wheat, my hamster with three legs (And how is hamster the name of a pet? Isn't that so freakin awesome?! I worship the man who made that happen. Ham + stir. Huh, maybe they were making ham-flavored oatmeal...), my roll of toilet paper hidden under the sink when there is none left...you are my everything. Peace it.

iN tHe iPod: Broken Social Scene "Fire Eye'd Boy"; Rediscover "Shake It"

P.S. For all Tejanos reading this, I'll be home Tuesday night! Hooooray!!

Okay I Believe You, But My Tommy Gun Don't

What's up, team? So, I will be departing for Fall House in several hours, and I have a feeling my world is going to be rocked. You rock, rock! But seriously, this weekend should be a lot fun. I'm pretty stoked, too, because I just aced my Zoology quiz. ALRIGHT!! And while I should have some good pictures after this weekend, here are a few keepers from last weekend. I gotta go pack, though, so I will leave you with this.

Justin & Me
P.S. Happy birthday to Justin! (Yesterday)

This was an odd time in my life...

Pledge Bros!!

Alrigtht bros, peace!

iN tHe iPod: Cartel "Wasted"; Brand New "Soco Amaretto Lime"

(I Used To Make Out With) Medusa

Hello ladies and gentlemen. How kind to grace me with your presence. You're in time to see me blogging...

So, I figured we would start out with the most gnar picture of me ever. Pretty freakin gnar, huh? In case you are wondering what happened, my industrial (piercing) fell out on Monday night, so my friend Josh did a little handiwork to help me out. Admittedly, I was a little worried, but I knew my ears would pull through in the end. After all, I am half elephant, and elephants have special ears that flop around, can be used to fly, and also help to stop global warming.

So, I've gotta say that I am pretty stoked for Fall House this weekend. As you may, but most likely don't, know, Fall House is a little weekend trip that some of the fraternities here do. However, it should be known that nobody does it better than Sigma Nu. Anyways, all the brothers and pledge brothers (yes, I am still sadly "me pledgie") go to Tennessee for the entire weekend and rent out these pretty sweet cabins. Also, each dude brings a chick (Sorry, I learned in humanities today I should not use these words with strangers, as they can be demeaning. But hey, I'm from Texas so I can be slangin all over the place, right?), and the chick decorates and fills a cooler with specified beverages. Consequently, a good time is had by all for three fun-filled days...fun-filled in the way one would fill a delicious pastry with jelly. Obviously, Fall House is a very delicious experience. The experience will be made all the more better by my date Margaret Ann, a fine specimen to be sure of! So, expect some great pictures after this weekend.

So I realized that in the midst of all my babbling and nonsense, I never really provide any helpful information to prospective students. Thus, I guess I will make an effort to be a little more "helpful" around the house. Let it be known though, that this will not happen often. This page is much bigger than that. I'm no Ten-Step Guide to Success, no Get the GPA You Want, none of these books which swim and swirl about in their own tomfoolery. (My apologies to the author if those are real books.) But yeah man, this page is about life. Here at the Brendan Blog, we do things big...real big. So let me tell you now about a big life experience I had last week. I am a tutor for the Math Academy. The purpose of the Math Academy is to help students in math at Cleveland Elementary School in order to raise standardized test scores. The school is simply amazing and one of the greatest institutions of active learning that I have ever seen. Unfortunately, if the math standardized test scores are not up to par this year, the school will be shut down. In my opinion, this is a complete load of bull(insert four-letter word of preference)!
Right now, I want you to take a look at the picture to your right. Now ask me, ask yourself, ask the entire world and screwed up society: Does Molik deserve to have his school shut down and his education ripped away from him next year? NO WAY! I talked to Molik three weeks ago and asked him what he wanted to do. You know what the kid said? He wants to go to Wofford when he grows up and play football! Talk about focus. And the kid's got brains too, which is the reason why I want to be sure he does well when the time comes for him to take his test. What a waste to see all of that gone because of some test that is probably not even really a measure of the kid's knowledge. The whole point of this is that there are a lot of great organizations on campus, like the Math Academy, that are looking to make a difference in Spartanburg and beyond. Special thanks goes to Tramaine for organizing the Math Academy and really getting it up off the ground. Fool's crazy!

iN tHe iPod: Parkway Drive "Gimme A D"; Bring Me The Horizon "Liquor And Love Lost"

A Sound to Spite the Silence

Hello hello. So I sucked this past week and was not able to post anything from my weekly adventures through the messy slog of "life" (at least, I think that is what they are calling it nowadays). So, in order to compensate for my weak s**t, we'll just have to do a little better this week, won't we? Sure. Now let's begin.

The highlight of this past week was, quite obviously, Halloween. Now, Halloween, for those who don't know, is something a little bit weird and difficult to describe. I have read in a multitude of dictionaries and heard from several Native American tribes located in both Oklahoma and across the Southwest that Halloween is actually a casserole often served in conjunction with green beans. Although the ingredients vary, the most notable and essential ingredient to Halloween is a lock of hair from Christopher Columbus. While it may be difficult to obtain, it is often in excellent supply during the month of octubre (as the Spaniards say). This is due to the fact that genetic hair replication factories in Yugoslavia often go into overdrive, producing larger quantities of hair from such notables as Chris Farley, Maroon 5, Donald Trump, and Gandhi (yes, Mahatma Gandhi, world-renowned tennis player). Continuing along with Halloween, it is then mixed with cherry Jell-O and allowed to sit for exactly three hours in the refrigerator (turning clockwise once every hour on the hour). Then add two eggs and one frog, stir, place in 13" x 12" pan (greased), and bake in the oven at 345 for four days. Let Halloween then sit for one hour (it will be HOT!). Halloween is then served best to children with bad attitude problems.

So, now that you are well informed on what Halloween is and how to make it, let's see what it looks like (P.S. If you are ill versed in the ways of the computer and Internet, you can actually click the pictures to enlarge. Brilliant!):

Yo yo yo! I'm a Break Dancing Bumblebee!!
It ain't easy to be me!
So just let me free...
And I'll party till three...
Just me and that tree.

The Bee & Bust-A-Move Brett

The "Deek"

The "In-Yo-Face Disgrace"

Skill: "Trill"

Tinker Bell (aka Justin...a man...not a real fairy or hallucinational image)

Josh...aka The Gayest Roller Skater Alive

Well-Clothed Women

A Captain & Bee of the Sea

The Sexcretary

A Hairy Hare

All Smoked Out

Hmmmm.....yeah I just don't know at this point.

iN tHe iPod: New Found Glory "Something I Call Personality" & "Love and Pain"; Minus the Bear "Pachuca Sunrise"