One Sentence a Day
Since I've been neglecting my LJ, I will now try to post a daily summary of my activities.
Tuesday: Peter Hamilton standing in the hall waiting for my math final to end with a Student Rights and Responsibilities Handbook. The quote of the confrontation: "It's time your parents know what's going on."
Wednesday: I calculate my grade in math. Not good. "Ms. Evenhus, if I have a 79.5%, does that round up to a B?" She thinks about it for some time, and to my surprise, answers yes. "Okay...well what about a 79.475????" The Heus again ponders this idea, "Ummmmm....NO. Goodbye."
Thursday: S.W.A.D.E Meeting with Peter Hamilton, Dan Sterling, myself, Wearn, and our parents. Excited by finals and bullshit meeting being over, I fly past a biker cop doing 60 in a 35. Fuck.
Friday: Showed up at Laura's house at 6:45AM, Cameo, Cool Runnings, sauna, and alas, crew.
Saturday: Two crazy drunk boys wearing only boxers puking on my bed at 3AM.
Tuesday: Peter Hamilton standing in the hall waiting for my math final to end with a Student Rights and Responsibilities Handbook. The quote of the confrontation: "It's time your parents know what's going on."
Wednesday: I calculate my grade in math. Not good. "Ms. Evenhus, if I have a 79.5%, does that round up to a B?" She thinks about it for some time, and to my surprise, answers yes. "Okay...well what about a 79.475????" The Heus again ponders this idea, "Ummmmm....NO. Goodbye."
Thursday: S.W.A.D.E Meeting with Peter Hamilton, Dan Sterling, myself, Wearn, and our parents. Excited by finals and bullshit meeting being over, I fly past a biker cop doing 60 in a 35. Fuck.
Friday: Showed up at Laura's house at 6:45AM, Cameo, Cool Runnings, sauna, and alas, crew.
Saturday: Two crazy drunk boys wearing only boxers puking on my bed at 3AM.