school
i know now why school is better than work. because school is so easy. at least the classes i am taking right now are. i just aced a music appreciation test in 20 minutes. And this spanish class is pretty easy too. I speak better spanish than anyone in the class, which really is kindof sad. southerners dont seem to be too devoted to learning other dialects.
there are a lot of people at this school that look as though they spend most of their time drinking and wondering why we didnt just nuke Iraq. it puts me off a little when they start spouting that. I agree that the world is over-populated and i believe that human life is not so sacrosanct(sp?) as we believe. however, i also believe that it is arrogant for us to assume the responsibility of executioner. but im not all that interested in getting into a debate about that issue with anyone, so ill drop it.
i dont want to go to work today. work at peking sucks. its not that its too hard, but it is very stressful, and the pay sucks ass. I dont like the idea of having my income determined not by anything i do, but rather the generosity of the fat-assed red-necks i serve sesame chicken all night. its weird, but many of the fat people i have served have tipped me poorly. mabey there is so much fat in their fingers that they cant fit any more than ten percent into their pudgy hands.
just two more hours of this place.
there are a lot of people at this school that look as though they spend most of their time drinking and wondering why we didnt just nuke Iraq. it puts me off a little when they start spouting that. I agree that the world is over-populated and i believe that human life is not so sacrosanct(sp?) as we believe. however, i also believe that it is arrogant for us to assume the responsibility of executioner. but im not all that interested in getting into a debate about that issue with anyone, so ill drop it.
i dont want to go to work today. work at peking sucks. its not that its too hard, but it is very stressful, and the pay sucks ass. I dont like the idea of having my income determined not by anything i do, but rather the generosity of the fat-assed red-necks i serve sesame chicken all night. its weird, but many of the fat people i have served have tipped me poorly. mabey there is so much fat in their fingers that they cant fit any more than ten percent into their pudgy hands.
just two more hours of this place.