Ha! You thought i was done. I've only just begun...
Damn long breaks between classes.
Semester's going great. My classes are pretty interesting, except for my speech which is just funny. My speech teacher walks everyday hungover, and we start talking about sports or music, or perhaps even...the ladies. He gives us the answers to the quizzes and then lets us use our notes, AFTER HE'S ALREADY GIVEN US THE ANSWERS. Pretty awesome stuff.
I know more in my Latin American Civilizations class then my teacher, who by the way keeps on mispronouncing Hernan Cortes' name after I corrected him. But he's got a good sense of humor and a very nice old man gut, so I like him.
I've recently joined a band called For This You Should Die. The name is scary and so is the music. By scary I mean awesome. Toni/y, Chris, Andrew, and Parker <~~ bandmates. All pretty talented guys, and the music thus far has been very excellent. Got five songs down, and it's sounding like the bomb.
Holy Shit! Tango lessons yesterday. Anna and I are the best beginning dancers in the fukin world; and our dance instructor is so fly. She's pretty and nice, and doesn't have bad breath. Anna and I apparently have very good rhythm, but need some work on our posture. I can lead like a champ and Anna just goes along and looks pretty. She's supposed to avoid eye contact and put on a mean face...Yea the whole avoiding and mean face thing, she cannot do at all. She's a giddy box and can't stop smiling at all.
Besides Tango, we're also learning Merengue and Hustle. I'm such a dancing machine, my legs are gonna come off.
Acoustic music is evolving every day more and more.
I think we got a show on the 7th somewhere.
Patriots are going down.
NFL Street is crazy with a Q...so it's QWAZY!
Party tonite in my pants.
Man, i don't have anyone to come and play with me for the weekend. No forcing me to go to the pet store, or sitting in their room witht he cat smell, or no one getting mad at me. Anna needs to come back.
The cat loves me.
God AC/DC just gets better and better with every passing decade. Definately need an AC/DC cover.
I'm off like a bra at Mardi Gras. Peace
Semester's going great. My classes are pretty interesting, except for my speech which is just funny. My speech teacher walks everyday hungover, and we start talking about sports or music, or perhaps even...the ladies. He gives us the answers to the quizzes and then lets us use our notes, AFTER HE'S ALREADY GIVEN US THE ANSWERS. Pretty awesome stuff.
I know more in my Latin American Civilizations class then my teacher, who by the way keeps on mispronouncing Hernan Cortes' name after I corrected him. But he's got a good sense of humor and a very nice old man gut, so I like him.
I've recently joined a band called For This You Should Die. The name is scary and so is the music. By scary I mean awesome. Toni/y, Chris, Andrew, and Parker <~~ bandmates. All pretty talented guys, and the music thus far has been very excellent. Got five songs down, and it's sounding like the bomb.
Holy Shit! Tango lessons yesterday. Anna and I are the best beginning dancers in the fukin world; and our dance instructor is so fly. She's pretty and nice, and doesn't have bad breath. Anna and I apparently have very good rhythm, but need some work on our posture. I can lead like a champ and Anna just goes along and looks pretty. She's supposed to avoid eye contact and put on a mean face...Yea the whole avoiding and mean face thing, she cannot do at all. She's a giddy box and can't stop smiling at all.
Besides Tango, we're also learning Merengue and Hustle. I'm such a dancing machine, my legs are gonna come off.
Acoustic music is evolving every day more and more.
I think we got a show on the 7th somewhere.
Patriots are going down.
NFL Street is crazy with a Q...so it's QWAZY!
Party tonite in my pants.
Man, i don't have anyone to come and play with me for the weekend. No forcing me to go to the pet store, or sitting in their room witht he cat smell, or no one getting mad at me. Anna needs to come back.
The cat loves me.
God AC/DC just gets better and better with every passing decade. Definately need an AC/DC cover.
I'm off like a bra at Mardi Gras. Peace