College Papers
The time has finally come. I must write my first official paper in college; "The United States Place in International Business." All I know right now is that Bush<3Oil, so I am going to be forced to do some actual research. I'm going ahead and calling this a 7-hour project. Which means if I slack off for an hour or so before it, whatever, its going to be freakin 7 hours! I NEED this!
I managed to sleep through breakfast. again. and lunch too. again. The creator of Easy Mac deserves a Nobel prize. Combined with a Mountain Dew, and a desert of cheap beer, this provides all of the nutrients a college student needs to survive: caffeine, alcohol, and Easy Mac.
Every good essay starts off with a good nutricious meal first.
And with a good livejournal entry.
And a good checking-Facebook session.
And a good "alone time with Jessica Alba" session.
...make that two.
And another nutricious meal.
And a nutricious round of Halo 2.
And now, I have three things left to possibly do.
1) Get drunk and ramble in Word for 2 pages about Bush<3Oil
2) Clean room
3) Do laundry
Or so it would seem. In times like these, I resort to my little friend Captain Spalding.
This is a rat I bought, and by God this is the chillest rat ever.
Sure he may be banned from the dorms, and could get me kicked out.
And sure all girls hate him and will never set foot in my room, girlfriend included.
And he may smell a little rancid.
But my God is he chill.
And better than cleaning anything.
My essay only *sorta* determines my grade in this class, and my laundry has only *sorta* started to become a concious entity, and ive only *sorta* found a tribe of vicious pigmy's living under my bed... so some Captain Spalding time is fine.
oh wow, so this is now about 8 hours later.
No essay done.
And im half drunk.
So im gonna finish this drunkeness, then haloween party.
Fuck off for now.
I managed to sleep through breakfast. again. and lunch too. again. The creator of Easy Mac deserves a Nobel prize. Combined with a Mountain Dew, and a desert of cheap beer, this provides all of the nutrients a college student needs to survive: caffeine, alcohol, and Easy Mac.
Every good essay starts off with a good nutricious meal first.
And with a good livejournal entry.
And a good checking-Facebook session.
And a good "alone time with Jessica Alba" session.
...make that two.
And another nutricious meal.
And a nutricious round of Halo 2.
And now, I have three things left to possibly do.
1) Get drunk and ramble in Word for 2 pages about Bush<3Oil
2) Clean room
3) Do laundry
Or so it would seem. In times like these, I resort to my little friend Captain Spalding.
This is a rat I bought, and by God this is the chillest rat ever.
Sure he may be banned from the dorms, and could get me kicked out.
And sure all girls hate him and will never set foot in my room, girlfriend included.
And he may smell a little rancid.
But my God is he chill.
And better than cleaning anything.
My essay only *sorta* determines my grade in this class, and my laundry has only *sorta* started to become a concious entity, and ive only *sorta* found a tribe of vicious pigmy's living under my bed... so some Captain Spalding time is fine.
oh wow, so this is now about 8 hours later.
No essay done.
And im half drunk.
So im gonna finish this drunkeness, then haloween party.
Fuck off for now.