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I don't ever feel like writing in here because nothing new happens. My dad is coming home tomorrow. He's been gone forever. I have my final exam in my bunk economics class on Monday. I am doing very bad in that class. The instructor is so stupid and the questions are so rediculous and they don't teach anymore and his grading is so dumb and I hope I don't fail so I have to pay for the class. I hate that class. Economics sucks bad. I need to study.
Supervision class is going okay, though. It's the same instructor I had for marketing. So he knows I'm lazy and shouldn't expect anything from me. Heh. He did say that my perserverance in these classes will pay off at work eventually. So that's what I'm hoping.
I turned 21 two weeks ago, and last Monday, I went to Kroger to buy some alcoholic beverages because I can. The cashier who looked older than me apparently wasn't old enough to scan alcohol. So he called for assistance. Like four people came over, and this one boy wanted to do it. I also thought he was older than me, but he just turned eighteen. Since he just had his birthday, it was his first time to scan alcohol. They were all excited for him and having a good old time, and nobody carded me. I don't look like I should be twenty-one; people at work thought I was turning eighteen or nineteen. It's a good thing I'm honest and didn't try to buy anything until I was old enough. I hope that kid knows next time that he needs to card people. So last night I bought some beer for Mark on the way home from work, and I was carded. I paid $24 for a new ID and I'd like to get some use out of it.
I've decided that I really like Paul Simon. And that's about it.
Supervision class is going okay, though. It's the same instructor I had for marketing. So he knows I'm lazy and shouldn't expect anything from me. Heh. He did say that my perserverance in these classes will pay off at work eventually. So that's what I'm hoping.
I turned 21 two weeks ago, and last Monday, I went to Kroger to buy some alcoholic beverages because I can. The cashier who looked older than me apparently wasn't old enough to scan alcohol. So he called for assistance. Like four people came over, and this one boy wanted to do it. I also thought he was older than me, but he just turned eighteen. Since he just had his birthday, it was his first time to scan alcohol. They were all excited for him and having a good old time, and nobody carded me. I don't look like I should be twenty-one; people at work thought I was turning eighteen or nineteen. It's a good thing I'm honest and didn't try to buy anything until I was old enough. I hope that kid knows next time that he needs to card people. So last night I bought some beer for Mark on the way home from work, and I was carded. I paid $24 for a new ID and I'd like to get some use out of it.
I've decided that I really like Paul Simon. And that's about it.