Burn the land and boil the sea, but you can't take the skies from me
I apparently can't keep promises to myself, or other people. It's like, "I'll update all the time," and 3 weeks later i'm all, ".....yeah....." But whatever. Let's see, what was the last thing i wrote about. Ah yes, so on monday i went into the city to meet monica and see big fish. Cinematically it was a good movie, but the book is MUCH better. I mean the movie totally mixes shit up and it seems like tim buron made it up as he went along. Come on, you can't leave out the whole cardio-ectomy performed on the crazy ass dog. After the movie, monica and i walked around for a while in the freezing cold. We decided this was a bad idea so we jumped into a guitar center. A good 30 minutes was wasted here pretending we knew how to play the drums and looking at stuff that we're too poor to have. It was warm, so what the hell. Eventually it got a little boring, so we left and went to cosi's for hot chocolate and weird spinach dip type stuff. Of course this made me miss my train, but whatever. I took a later one. A funny thing happened on the way home.
So i'm sitting on the train reading, and all of a sudden my phone flips out on me. I of course have no idea what's going on, and my first instinct is to perform an exorcism on the damn thing. When i finally figure out it's my voice-mail, a good 10 minutes later, i was surprised to hear a message from monica. I listen to it, what it said wasn't as important as what it meant, and was like, "hmm...interesting." So when the train gets in and i'm standing around waiting for someone to pick me up, i decide to call her. Apparently, somewhere between sometime and that moment, she had "fallen" for me. Now I at first didn't know how to react. My head was saying, "Wow...i fell for this girl the moment i met her. And now she feels the same way." But my mouth was saying, ".....um....BRRR. IT'S COLD UP IN HERRE." (note to reader: when it comes to the ladies, i'm not as smooth as some people may assume me to be). It's wasn't until i got home that i was like, "Wait you fool, she digs you...DO SOMETHING" So with the speed of a somewhat motivated housecat i hop online and am all, "ME TOO!!!" So yeah, there's mutal likeness in the air there, not sure what else to call it. But that's like supercool stuff and pretty much trumps all other topics of writing.
Midterms next week, well in 3 days. Hopefully this apocolyptic snow is just that. Gill was saying something about it snowing straight through sunday to wednesday. I mean, I'd like to just take my mid terms and be done with them. but i also want to be the totally lazy goof that i am. hopefully the snow gods will accept my sacrifice...now, to just find one. Oh, so we play this game in forensics for points on tests. It's kind of like a jeopardy thing, kind of not. But o'reilly asks us questions, and our group answers them. The team with the greatest amount of correct answers gets like 5-7 extra points on the test. My team, of course, got first place, which was an upset cause we were in last for a while. Poor alan got screwed over. I feel for you man, if it helps i'll see if i can give you like 3/4 of my points. I mean, it's not like i'm going to need them.
anyway, time for like sleep, or stuff that's not updating.
Peace....um....y'all....no, that's not hip.....ah yes, as amine says...Peace izz-out.
So i'm sitting on the train reading, and all of a sudden my phone flips out on me. I of course have no idea what's going on, and my first instinct is to perform an exorcism on the damn thing. When i finally figure out it's my voice-mail, a good 10 minutes later, i was surprised to hear a message from monica. I listen to it, what it said wasn't as important as what it meant, and was like, "hmm...interesting." So when the train gets in and i'm standing around waiting for someone to pick me up, i decide to call her. Apparently, somewhere between sometime and that moment, she had "fallen" for me. Now I at first didn't know how to react. My head was saying, "Wow...i fell for this girl the moment i met her. And now she feels the same way." But my mouth was saying, ".....um....BRRR. IT'S COLD UP IN HERRE." (note to reader: when it comes to the ladies, i'm not as smooth as some people may assume me to be). It's wasn't until i got home that i was like, "Wait you fool, she digs you...DO SOMETHING" So with the speed of a somewhat motivated housecat i hop online and am all, "ME TOO!!!" So yeah, there's mutal likeness in the air there, not sure what else to call it. But that's like supercool stuff and pretty much trumps all other topics of writing.
Midterms next week, well in 3 days. Hopefully this apocolyptic snow is just that. Gill was saying something about it snowing straight through sunday to wednesday. I mean, I'd like to just take my mid terms and be done with them. but i also want to be the totally lazy goof that i am. hopefully the snow gods will accept my sacrifice...now, to just find one. Oh, so we play this game in forensics for points on tests. It's kind of like a jeopardy thing, kind of not. But o'reilly asks us questions, and our group answers them. The team with the greatest amount of correct answers gets like 5-7 extra points on the test. My team, of course, got first place, which was an upset cause we were in last for a while. Poor alan got screwed over. I feel for you man, if it helps i'll see if i can give you like 3/4 of my points. I mean, it's not like i'm going to need them.
anyway, time for like sleep, or stuff that's not updating.
Peace....um....y'all....no, that's not hip.....ah yes, as amine says...Peace izz-out.