life is beautiful. today is beautiful. everything is GOOD GOOD GOOD
got my registration appointment for next quarter.. tuesday evening at six. i hope i get the classes i want!! pre calc, english 102 and maybe cinema 211.. not sure about the third class, but the math and english for sure. and if things go well, i'll only have classes tuesday/thursday. which would be nice. i really don't mind my schedule right now, but five days a week of class.. it's a little too high schoolesque for me. just kidding...... kind of.
my brother is too smart for his own good. i was getting ready for the day like an hour or so ago and i was putting my makeup on and nick comes in and he's just kinda hanging around my room, talking and stuff. i'm wearing my franz shirt today and nick picks up my cell phone and says that franz ferdinand is on the phone and they want their shirt back. two seconds later, he said that if i don't give it back, then the police are going to have to get involved, and if i'm not careful, franz is also going to get the presidents of the united states of america into me giving my shirt back... then nick looks like someone is talking to him from the other side of the line and he looks up at me, then at the floor, then back at me and said that i could mail the shirt back to them through the postal service.
get it??
franz.
the police.
presidents of the USA.
the postal service.
wow. and he's in fifth grade... would you have come up with something like that when YOU were in fifth grade?? genius child.
life is too good to be true. so many other wonderful things going on, but i don't want to talk about them right now.... just want to keep it as a secret for now; see what happens. :)
my brother is too smart for his own good. i was getting ready for the day like an hour or so ago and i was putting my makeup on and nick comes in and he's just kinda hanging around my room, talking and stuff. i'm wearing my franz shirt today and nick picks up my cell phone and says that franz ferdinand is on the phone and they want their shirt back. two seconds later, he said that if i don't give it back, then the police are going to have to get involved, and if i'm not careful, franz is also going to get the presidents of the united states of america into me giving my shirt back... then nick looks like someone is talking to him from the other side of the line and he looks up at me, then at the floor, then back at me and said that i could mail the shirt back to them through the postal service.
get it??
franz.
the police.
presidents of the USA.
the postal service.
wow. and he's in fifth grade... would you have come up with something like that when YOU were in fifth grade?? genius child.
life is too good to be true. so many other wonderful things going on, but i don't want to talk about them right now.... just want to keep it as a secret for now; see what happens. :)