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When I go home
at summer's end
there's one thing that i must do
One place that i must go,
to see that face that's made me so
Happy when you're with me,
yearning when you leave.
Even though i'm not sure you do,
Miss me like I you..
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It's all right
Cuz I'm Saved by the Fat Camp~
So it's like,
during the summer, UCSD has a Youth Fitness Camp that takes place on weekday mornings.
How can i tell? Well how else do you explain this congregation of fat children playing odd-sports, sweating it up at 9AM?
I also know because i read up on it.
Now you see, I do not diss on the fat kids,
Jon is not one who sticks his head out his car and goes,
"Hey fat boy! i'll give you a twinkie if you wash my car!"
Naw none of that.
Why not?
Well first off, most likely it's genetic, and as long as this obesity is not a product of gluttony, then yknow, aint no shame.
But also,
These kids follow such a strict schedule, that their locations on campus, directly parallel what time it is.
For example, So i'm driving onto campus, late for class.
I'm worried as i pull up into the parking lot,
but
I looks over, and Shooot~ the fatboys are just STARTING to walk here to go play ball.
I've got PLENTY of time left till my class starts.
(This use of fat children was due to the fact that up till 2 days ago, my car deck didn't display time, and i hadn't had time to fix it.)
On the other hand,
If i must resort to parking in Pangea parking garage, i know I'm late when the fatgirls are on their way to play tennis.
Muchos gracias, gorditos~
O and the title of this segment was supposed to sound like the Saved by the Bell theme song, but i'm not sure if it was lucid enough.
Living with girls
I chose to live with the girls this summer for two reasons,
First, it was the best priced, most spacious place i had offered to me,
and second,
I wanted to learn more about them.
Now you see, back in highschool, i was known as
Dr. Sin: the doctor of love.
Because for my home-boys having relationship issues,
i offered good effective advice on how they should go about fixing their situations, catering to the girls needs,
I was good at reading highschool girls' thoughts,
I dunno, when your best friends are girls at the time,
you just acquire this skill.
Sadly, for some reason i could never effectively utilize my own golden advice.
But i digress.
Anyways,
one might ponder, "Why Jon, would you go through such ends to expand your already vast pool of knowledge regarding the ladiez~?"
Well, in short,
college girls are diferent
More engimatic,
If highschool girls were 1000 piece puzzles,
College girls would be 7000 piece puzzles that were like 3-D and like, had no picture on them, and like you didn't even have the box lid to see what it should look like.
As with highschool girls where you'd be like,
"Aaahh i knew you'd do that."
College girls are more like,
"Aaahhh i knew you'd do .... what the... . you can't do that!"
So my final conclusion?
Upon extensive studying,
I've come to this end:
"Eh, i don't really care anymore"
The mystery is what intrigues.
Girls are mysterious,
And must remain so
So proclaimeth Jon.
~FIN