it creeped on the window
"Mmm everything bagels. They're like Jesus. Only not cause Jesus isn't edible. Well unless you're Catholic, then he's really edible."
hah.
6:30 am- the shit is scared out of me by a huge black widow looking thing creeping on the outside of the window. i thought it was on the inside so i screamed.
8:00 am- a redish bird momentarily perches on my window and scares the shit out of me. i think it wanted the spider.
8:30 am- i battle with the bacon cause lara froze it. twenty minutes later i have success
10:25 am- i listen to an asian man teach meterology with a think accent
11:25 am-i tell my humanties class about the evil spider plotting my demise. as well as the bird. and then amaze and dazzle the class with my extreme knowledge of poetry. or rather make them laugh because i demand to be in the group that was discussing asian poetry cause the other groups were boring and at least in that group i would have something to say. i think the professor has a furious love-hate thing for me. love because i actually talk and joke. hate because i talk and joke and sometimes miss class.
12:45 pm- i prepare to have my ass bored off of me in poetry. and i do. until i write this:
I dined with the Duchess of Lee
We sat under a large dead tree
A branch fell down
And broke her crown
And we were all filled with glee!
1:45 pm- i meditate.
2:05 pm- i fall asleep as a result of meditating
5:00 pm- i finish going through my day in a short choppy manner that reminds me of the episode of family guy when peter refers to having once been in an aerobics book on tape.
haaaa.
.+. chelsea
i think the catholics are feeding people paper cause those wafers aren't very tasty.
hah.
6:30 am- the shit is scared out of me by a huge black widow looking thing creeping on the outside of the window. i thought it was on the inside so i screamed.
8:00 am- a redish bird momentarily perches on my window and scares the shit out of me. i think it wanted the spider.
8:30 am- i battle with the bacon cause lara froze it. twenty minutes later i have success
10:25 am- i listen to an asian man teach meterology with a think accent
11:25 am-i tell my humanties class about the evil spider plotting my demise. as well as the bird. and then amaze and dazzle the class with my extreme knowledge of poetry. or rather make them laugh because i demand to be in the group that was discussing asian poetry cause the other groups were boring and at least in that group i would have something to say. i think the professor has a furious love-hate thing for me. love because i actually talk and joke. hate because i talk and joke and sometimes miss class.
12:45 pm- i prepare to have my ass bored off of me in poetry. and i do. until i write this:
I dined with the Duchess of Lee
We sat under a large dead tree
A branch fell down
And broke her crown
And we were all filled with glee!
1:45 pm- i meditate.
2:05 pm- i fall asleep as a result of meditating
5:00 pm- i finish going through my day in a short choppy manner that reminds me of the episode of family guy when peter refers to having once been in an aerobics book on tape.
haaaa.
.+. chelsea
i think the catholics are feeding people paper cause those wafers aren't very tasty.