I CAN'T WAIT TO SEND MY DAUGHTER TO COLLEGE!

*If you don't know what Masturbation is, it is when you kill baby kittens.
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San Marcos, CA- A friend of mine took this photo today on her college campus. This is a great example of why I've lost faith in college education. My friend who took this picture is on their way to acheive a great education that will be credited by a 9 1/2" x 11" document, made from expensive stationary, printed with metallic ink. But other than this person, it is so difficult for me to salute those who journey off to a college or university because of crap like this.

Do you have kids? Do you want them to go off to college? Well, this is nothing compared to the abundant non-sense they'll experience. <--- (I'm sure you can tell that I went easy with that last sentence.)
If you do send your little girl off to CSUSM, it's nice to know that she'll have the option to learn how to be a DJ.

Sure, this masturbation class isn't a prerequisite for Oceanography. But it is truly sad that this event would be held within a learning institution that should be founded on true Wisdom. But nobody cares about "Wisdom" with a capital W.

Look. This is the real world. There's not going to be a bunch of cute, college hotties, sitting around in tank tops and Victoria Secret booty shorts giggling and busting out in pillow fights. This is probably led by some woman who is fat and is blaming men that she is still single. Of course only women are invited to this thing. Any woman who would run a class like this doesn't understand real relationships or how to make them work. I'm sure she's a liberal who watches and listens to way to much Public Radio and Public Television, and TiVo's EVERYTHING on the W.E. Network and Lifetime. Sitting around watching porn and looking at a bunch of un-Purell-ed sex toys is NOT what "women of higher learning" should be doing.

But what do I know. I'm not in college and nor do I ever want to damage my brain with it's slanderous filth. I'm a stupid person who can't pass Math at any university (sadly, I've been to five college universities so far). Heck, the last time I ever passed Math was when I took Geometry in high school.

I'll never forget Mrs. Avilez. She looked exactly like actress Roselyn Sanches. She had this thick Spanish accent and was a total fox and a half. I loved it when the teaching staff wore blue jeans on Fridays. OF COURSE I went to tutoring! She was my first too: the first Math teacher that could make long division fun. Giggity.



What was I talking about?

Oh yeah,

CSUSM: What do you think about this Masturbation class?

Paralyzed Bride Jennifer Darmon Walks Down Aisle

Jennifer Darmon walked down the aisle on her wedding day this weekend, which was a particularly moving moment since she has been confined to a wheel chair since a crippling car crash in 2008.



On Saturday, the radiant bride strode to the altar with the help of leg braces and a decorated metal walker. That short but momentous stroll came after years of intense therapy and a vow she made to ABC's "World News" March 25.

"You know, picturing your wedding, you don't picture rolling down the aisle," she said after she was chosen as the "World News" Person of the Week. "You picture the walk with your dad. It's the most important thing. I will be walking down the aisle. It's not an if or a maybe. It's absolutely going to happen."

Darmon, 28, made good on her promise and said "I do" to Mike Belawetz, 25 this past Saturday.

"It's so nice for everyone to see the end result. All the work I've put into it over the last couple of years," Darmon told ABC News affiliate WXYZ after the ceremony.

"I'm proud of my wife," Belawetz told WXYZ, the ABC affiliate in Detroit, after his wedding. "Her accomplishments and it just feels really great to be here today."

Darmon was a bank teller from Windsor, Canada, and Belawetz, was a shy paramedic who did more than his share of banking. The year was 2006 and Belawetz was going to the bank three times a week.

"Obviously she's a very, very pretty girl, which was the main attraction," he said, and that "kept me going to the bank."

They eventually started dating, and falling in love. Then tragedy struck in 2008.

They were on a road trip with friends when an oncoming car struck their van head-on. Everyone was able to get out of the vehicle after the crash, except for Darmon, who couldn't move. Being a paramedic, Belawetz was able to move her from the car. As soon as he ran his hand down her spine, he knew that his worst fears may be confirmed.

"I couldn't feel my legs," Darmon told ABC News. "I went into hysterics. I was screaming and crying and not really knowing what was going on." After getting checked out at the hospital, doctors told her she would never walk again.

She endured numerous surgeries and grueling three-hour physical therapy sessions three times a week. She made the 45-minute drive from her home in Windsor, Canada, to the Rehabilitation Institute of Michigan in Detroit in her car, which had been modified so she could accelerate using a hand crank. All the while, she wondered whether this was too much for Belawetz.

"I told him a few times, 'You don't have to stay if this is something you don't think you want in your life for the rest of your life,'" Darmon said. "I figured that I would spare him."

Belawetz never left her side, staying through every small step and medical milestone.

"The accident made me realize that if there is something you want to do, do it while you can," he said. "If you have people close to you, let them know."

And he did, proposing to Darmon on their four year anniversary as a couple.

ABC News' Enjoli Francis and James Wang contributed to this article.

Veteran Advocate Kills Self After War Tours

WASHINGTON – Handsome and friendly, Clay Hunt so epitomized a vibrant Iraq veteran that he was chosen for a public service announcement reminding veterans that they aren't alone.

The 28-year-old former Marine corporal earned a Purple Heart after taking a sniper's bullet in his left wrist. He returned to combat in Afghanistan. Upon his return home, he lobbied for veterans on Capitol Hill, road-biked with wounded veterans and performed humanitarian work in Haiti and Chile.

Then, on March 31, Hunt bolted himself in his Houston apartment and shot himself.

Friends and family say he was wracked with survivor's guilt, depression and other emotional struggles after combat.

Hunt's death has shaken many veterans who served in Iraq and Afghanistan. Those who knew him wonder why someone who seemed to be doing all the right things to deal with combat-related issues is now dead.

"We know we have a problem with vets' suicide, but this was really a slap in the face," said Matthew Pelak, 32, an Iraq veteran who worked with Hunt in Haiti as part of the nonprofit group Team Rubicon.

After news of Hunt's death spread, workers from the Tragedy Assistance Program for Survivors met with veterans visiting Washington for the annual lobbying effort by the nonprofit Iraq and Afghanistan Veterans, or IAVA. A year earlier, Hunt had been with other veterans in dark suits calling on Congress to improve the disability claims process.

He had appeared in the group's ads encouraging veterans to seek support from an online network of fellow veterans.

Snapshots posted on Facebook reflect a mostly grinning Hunt. In one, he has a beard and is surrounded by Haitian kids. A second shows him on the Capitol steps with fellow veterans. There's a shot of him from the back on a bike using his right arm to help push another bicyclist who is helping to guide an amputee in a specially modified bike.

Friends and family say Hunt suffered from depression and post-traumatic stress disorder. But with his boundless energy and countless friends, he came across as an example of how to live life after combat.

"I think everybody saw him as the guy that was battling it, but winning the battle every day," said Jacob Wood, 27, a friend who served with Hunt in the Marines and in Haiti with Team Rubicon.

But some knew he was grieving over several close friends in the Marines who were killed in Iraq and Afghanistan.

"He was very despondent about why he was alive and so many people he served with directly were not alive," said John Wordin, 48, the founder of Ride 2 Recovery, a program that uses bicycling to help veterans heal physically and mentally.

In 2007, while in Iraq with the Marine's 2nd Battalion, 7th Regiment, Hunt heard over the radio that his 20-year-old bunkmate had died in a roadside bombing. Hunt later wrote online about sleeping in his bunkmate's bed. "I just wanted to be closer to him, I guess. But I couldn't — he was gone."

A month later, Hunt was pinned by enemy fire in his truck as a fellow Marine, shot in the throat by a sniper, lay nearby. Hunt wrote that seeing his friend placed in a helicopter, where he died, is "a scene that plays on repeat in my head nearly every day, and most nights as well."

Three days later, a sniper's bullet missed Hunt's head by inches and hit his wrist. He didn't immediately leave Iraq. His parents say Hunt asked to fly to a military hospital in Germany a day later so he could accompany a fellow Marine who was shot in both legs.

"I know he's seen some traumatic stuff in his time and I guess he holds that to himself," said Marine Sgt. Oscar Garza, 26, who served with Hunt in Iraq. "He was a very compassionate Marine, a very passionate person, one of the few people that I know that has a big heart and feels a lot of people's pain and makes it his own."

Hunt's mother, Susan Selke, said after Hunt was wounded, she'd hoped her son would get out of the military. Instead, he went to school to be a scout-sniper and went to Afghanistan. He seemed to do well. He was honorably discharged in 2009, married and enrolled at Loyola Marymount University in Los Angeles.

He was frustrated by the Veterans Affairs Department's handling of his disability claim. He also piled up thousands of dollars in credit card debt as he waited for his GI Bill payments. Hunt found an outlet to help improve the system by doing work with IAVA. He helped build bikes for Ride 2 Recovery and participated in long rides.

Using his military training, he went to Haiti several times and Chile once to help with the countries' earthquake relief efforts. He proudly told his parents of splinting an infant's leg, and after meeting a young orphaned boy in Haiti named D'James, tried to persuade his family to adopt him.

"If I had one thing to say to my fellow veterans, it would be this: Continue to serve, even though we have taken off our uniforms," Hunt wrote in an online testimonial for Team Rubicon. "No matter how great or small your service is, it is desired and needed by the world we live in today."

Hunt's friends say he was an idealist and voiced frustration that he couldn't make changes overnight. He also questioned why troops were still dying.

"He really was looking for someone to tell him what it was he went over to do and why those sacrifices were made," Wood said.

Last year, Hunt's life took a downward spiral. His marriage ended, he dropped out of school and he began to have suicidal thoughts, his mother said. She said Hunt sought counseling from the VA and moved in temporarily with Wordin in California.

Things seemed to improve for Hunt in recent months after he returned to his hometown of Houston to be near family.

He got a construction job, leased an apartment, bought a truck and began dating. He called friends to discuss the possibility of re-enlisting. In the days before he died, he hung out with friends, and he had plans the following weekend to do a Ride 2 Recovery bike ride. He even told Garza he couldn't wait to see him at a Fourth of July reunion with other Marines.

Then he was dead.

"Clay was always a fighter," Wordin said. "He was always a guy to stick things out and he basically quit life, and I was mad that he felt he had to do that at that particular time."

Hunt's friends and family count him a casualty of war — just like his buddies who died in the battlefield.