Rock and Roll, Mother Fucker.
Today was my Geology final. I don't know how well I did. Personally, I don't care. As I turned in my test my professor asked, "So, see you in geology 310?" To which I replied, "No". And I walked away. He's a really nice guy and I'd hate to let him down, but geology is a bitch and it can rest in the flames that burn but do not consume.
Met with my script writing professor today as well. He said that my script is missing something that he couldn't quite say. I don't think he could have been anymore vague during this entire meeting. I think he's missing something. Perhaps a few marbles...or maybe some teeth after I get through with him. ...not bitter...not bitter...not bitter.
Coming home on Saturday. I expect a welcoming party with balloons and a camel...oh...no balloons or camel? Okay. I'll just have a hug from my mum.
I start work with ol' Jakey Poo on Monday. Apparently he hired someone new that's my age and I am to train him. Good luck keeping up with me, buster! WOOOOOOOO!
Spring term is over. My career as a geologist is over. Next year I start the path of a Video Production major. I want to be a screenwriter, but at this rate I'll be too old to submit any decent pieces of work. It's been sang before and I'll say it again. "Life Got In the Way".
My face broke out out of nowhere. Zits suck. Life is good. School is over. I love friends and family.
Cheers.
Erik.
Met with my script writing professor today as well. He said that my script is missing something that he couldn't quite say. I don't think he could have been anymore vague during this entire meeting. I think he's missing something. Perhaps a few marbles...or maybe some teeth after I get through with him. ...not bitter...not bitter...not bitter.
Coming home on Saturday. I expect a welcoming party with balloons and a camel...oh...no balloons or camel? Okay. I'll just have a hug from my mum.
I start work with ol' Jakey Poo on Monday. Apparently he hired someone new that's my age and I am to train him. Good luck keeping up with me, buster! WOOOOOOOO!
Spring term is over. My career as a geologist is over. Next year I start the path of a Video Production major. I want to be a screenwriter, but at this rate I'll be too old to submit any decent pieces of work. It's been sang before and I'll say it again. "Life Got In the Way".
My face broke out out of nowhere. Zits suck. Life is good. School is over. I love friends and family.
Cheers.
Erik.