BlackJack Battle Journal: 18th October, 2007
Here we go. Plenty o' shit's gone down in the past week or so.
BlackJack Press/ F5 Interactive:
Project Dawn is still pressing forward on schedule. Same with all the other projects, actually. So, no major updates, here.
Academics:
THIS IS WHERE SHIT GETS AWFUL. Since I've apparently "attempted" over 90 units at San Bernardino Valley College (trying to complete a double major, mind you), I've been placed on FINANCIAL AID DISMISSAL! In short, I won't be getting Financial Aid AT ALL. What pisses me off even more is that less than a week later, I get another packet of the SAME papers from the Financial Aid office saying that I'm on dismissal after attempting over 72 units... WHAT THE FUCK, PEOPLE? MAKE UP YOUR GOD DAMN MINDS!!!!!!!!
On the plus side, the few classes I have and are maintaining are simply a blast. Tuesdays and Thursdays I spend the day with my best gal-pal, my loving girlfriend, and three of the most warped, hilarious wise-ass teachers ever to grace the campus!
Personal:
This is the section I was going to add to the previous Battle Journal. Instead, though, I'll lay it here in today's entry. THIS IS WHERE SHIT GETS WORSE.Over the past week, there has been, needlesss to say, serious drama. If any of my friends reading this wishes me to go into detail, email me. I'll respond on a case-by-case basis. However, let's just say that after an ex-friend (and it hurts me every time I say that) brought his girlfriend to meet the rest of us, shit went downhill. Lies were told, fights broke out and trust was completely destroyed. If there's one thing I despise, it's liars. Especially if they would stoop to stabbing those that call them "friend" in the back. Seeing someone close to my heart shedding tears on my shoulder had forced me to physically step into the fight, and as of now I am at the point where fighting and killing for my friends will become a definite reality.
Such is the life of The Professional. Anywho, here's to happy times ahead as the cold seasons finally descend upon the 909. Later.
BlackJack Press/ F5 Interactive:
Project Dawn is still pressing forward on schedule. Same with all the other projects, actually. So, no major updates, here.
Academics:
THIS IS WHERE SHIT GETS AWFUL. Since I've apparently "attempted" over 90 units at San Bernardino Valley College (trying to complete a double major, mind you), I've been placed on FINANCIAL AID DISMISSAL! In short, I won't be getting Financial Aid AT ALL. What pisses me off even more is that less than a week later, I get another packet of the SAME papers from the Financial Aid office saying that I'm on dismissal after attempting over 72 units... WHAT THE FUCK, PEOPLE? MAKE UP YOUR GOD DAMN MINDS!!!!!!!!
On the plus side, the few classes I have and are maintaining are simply a blast. Tuesdays and Thursdays I spend the day with my best gal-pal, my loving girlfriend, and three of the most warped, hilarious wise-ass teachers ever to grace the campus!
Personal:
This is the section I was going to add to the previous Battle Journal. Instead, though, I'll lay it here in today's entry. THIS IS WHERE SHIT GETS WORSE.Over the past week, there has been, needlesss to say, serious drama. If any of my friends reading this wishes me to go into detail, email me. I'll respond on a case-by-case basis. However, let's just say that after an ex-friend (and it hurts me every time I say that) brought his girlfriend to meet the rest of us, shit went downhill. Lies were told, fights broke out and trust was completely destroyed. If there's one thing I despise, it's liars. Especially if they would stoop to stabbing those that call them "friend" in the back. Seeing someone close to my heart shedding tears on my shoulder had forced me to physically step into the fight, and as of now I am at the point where fighting and killing for my friends will become a definite reality.
Such is the life of The Professional. Anywho, here's to happy times ahead as the cold seasons finally descend upon the 909. Later.