i say "you don't know". you say "fuck off"....
yesterday, o'neal and i snatched two bottles of discount wine from some bougeouis (sp?) munchie boutique. got our bottles opened at the sandbar, then we precoeeded to sneak into cocowalk 16 to catch "hero", and "the bourne supremacy". i finished my bottle. and in the end, my dear friend, that finished me. i almost missed my stop twice from dozing in and out of momentary blackouts and the like.
school today. without proper rest, can drag on miserably like a stray cat tied to a minibike down a 30 grit asphalt alley.
my micro-economics teacher has absolutely no clue about his material, the existence of his class, or even life whatsoever. micro, in fact, now has come to be the washover class that really doesn't matter if i attend or not
or not.
earth science. is alright. that is, if it weren't scheduled at such a brain-unhinging hour. that teacher sure is kind to post all his powerpoint lectures online. giving me much needed sleep time and/or time to actually grasp what head-numbing material he has to dish out.
algebra. soooo many "x"s and "y"s, such little brain power to muster the meanings of them all.
oh shit. no money in my budget 'till pay day makes me a surly, pissed off motherfuckah.
i'm seriously drained. my breakfast this morning consisted of air, bad breath, and lukewarm water. not exactly that of prominent champions.
my bus is here. so ends this detached chapter.
r.
school today. without proper rest, can drag on miserably like a stray cat tied to a minibike down a 30 grit asphalt alley.
my micro-economics teacher has absolutely no clue about his material, the existence of his class, or even life whatsoever. micro, in fact, now has come to be the washover class that really doesn't matter if i attend or not
or not.
earth science. is alright. that is, if it weren't scheduled at such a brain-unhinging hour. that teacher sure is kind to post all his powerpoint lectures online. giving me much needed sleep time and/or time to actually grasp what head-numbing material he has to dish out.
algebra. soooo many "x"s and "y"s, such little brain power to muster the meanings of them all.
oh shit. no money in my budget 'till pay day makes me a surly, pissed off motherfuckah.
i'm seriously drained. my breakfast this morning consisted of air, bad breath, and lukewarm water. not exactly that of prominent champions.
my bus is here. so ends this detached chapter.
r.