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WOW i'm so tired of school. brooks and dunn with it, you know how you have like spring break or winter break or whatever and you get so used to it that the you're still in vacation mode the first week back? i just cannot seem to get myself to CARE enough about these classes. it's incredibly hard to sit through them, monotony to the Nth degree. cuz i'm basically boutta graduate, the week after spring break i had to spend a good amount of time in the hartford area which kept me wired in "i don't have class today", and now i'm just like... ok. it's run its course, can i just fucking leave now? since 2001 i've been at this, i'd rather focus on the coming months financially cuz that's gonna take a much more dominant role once school's done. the freshmen at southern now were 11 or 10 when i was a freshman, which makes this warped van wilder thing even odder.
and why are the people i still talk to in west hartford so dysfunctional? and why are the ones i don't still talk to still in the same place they were when we stopped talking which was probably the reason we stopped talking? i don't have an official written journal but i write random shit down on various pieces of paper pretty often, and i was looking over some shit i wrote about these guys back home back in the summer when everyone was acting gay as fuck (i'm pretty sure the few entries i did in june detail my anger at the time adequately) is pretty much exactly the same as my gripes with them now.
i only eat lebanese food prepared in lebanon by beau diaz, then flown back - with beau - here, kept fresh, three times a week. doctor's orders. and i now support the LA lakers solely because they have a guy from spain on their team. and i can't remember his name. badass lookin spaniard tho.