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ok today was GAY. I had to skip school again, which means I've gone to 1 of 3 so far, of my medical terminology classes, great, I'm sure that looks good. So I went to court, which was suppose to be my last day, but surprise, it's not. First I get there and they switch attorneys on me at the last minute, so I'm being represented by this chick I have never met before.... then after all the waiting and doing nothing for hours that you get to do while you listen to everyone elses cases and all that crap, I go in, and find out that the stupid company that I had my liquor evaluation with, over a week ago... never faxed my results to my attorney's office, so he said the exact same thing to me he said last time, basically just wasted my time and made me miss class... called ANOTHER continuance... and now I have to go back to the same room, the same time, in a month.
On that note, my 5 seconds of happiness, Eric came over for about 15 minutes to drop off my keys that I left at his house over the weekend, last weekend. Couldn't stay because he had to study for some test or something for work tomorrow, but at least it was good to see him at all.
Talk about some fucking whack jobs in this world... I get this phone call today, from some guy claiming to be with some institution doing a case study on relationships or some shit, and asking me to do a survey, so I bite, for about 5 minutes till I figure out he's totally full of shit. He starts asking me all these bizarre questions and does that whole cheesy " relax and imagine yourself on a beach.... nude" shit. I'm thinking this is a bit odd, then he started breathing all heavy and whispering about imagining a guy with me... so i quietly walk up to my computer and google the number that came up on my caller ID... yeah, phone card number... and all these entries from people complaining about some whacko calling them and sexually harrassing them. About this time the guy says something creepy about listening to me breath, and like, busts a fucking nut talking to me... I finally start to say something to him about the phone call being a bit obscene, and the guy moans, and hangs up. FUCKING CREEPY.
Yeah... so on that note I feel violated, but, you know, I did get the 3 days grace cd today, and, yeah it kicks ass... so... I'm gonna go study me some physcology yo, and... try to forget the creepy ass fucking whack jobs in this world.
On that note, my 5 seconds of happiness, Eric came over for about 15 minutes to drop off my keys that I left at his house over the weekend, last weekend. Couldn't stay because he had to study for some test or something for work tomorrow, but at least it was good to see him at all.
Talk about some fucking whack jobs in this world... I get this phone call today, from some guy claiming to be with some institution doing a case study on relationships or some shit, and asking me to do a survey, so I bite, for about 5 minutes till I figure out he's totally full of shit. He starts asking me all these bizarre questions and does that whole cheesy " relax and imagine yourself on a beach.... nude" shit. I'm thinking this is a bit odd, then he started breathing all heavy and whispering about imagining a guy with me... so i quietly walk up to my computer and google the number that came up on my caller ID... yeah, phone card number... and all these entries from people complaining about some whacko calling them and sexually harrassing them. About this time the guy says something creepy about listening to me breath, and like, busts a fucking nut talking to me... I finally start to say something to him about the phone call being a bit obscene, and the guy moans, and hangs up. FUCKING CREEPY.
Yeah... so on that note I feel violated, but, you know, I did get the 3 days grace cd today, and, yeah it kicks ass... so... I'm gonna go study me some physcology yo, and... try to forget the creepy ass fucking whack jobs in this world.