Rza to tha recta, grim to tha reap, unda to tha taker, gate to the keep.
So I would like to write more so that all my days here in San Diego do not just blend into 14 memories as my Junior High seems to have done (well, 17 now thanks to my friend Greg who reminded me of a few more). So I decided I'm going to force myself to write at least just a boring account of food and general activities, which I'll put behind a cut, because it's just not going to be interesting, and if I do feel like elaborating on any point, I'll not put it in a cut. Sound fair?
*Hear Ben playing Gravediggaz from his computer at 6:45am
*Fall back asleep, and try to sleep as long as possible, until 9:30am
*Attempt to eat cottage cheese with cinnamon in it, and enjoy it. (In the process of failing)
*Clean apartment, and get ready to study.
*Ate omelette at Mimi's with Mike and Tristan for Mike's birthday.
*Went to Best Buy to purchase DVD with gift card Tristan's mom gave me for Christmas.
*Came home, fell asleep.
*Cannot bring myself to do homework.
*Hear Ben playing Gravediggaz from his computer at 6:45am
*Fall back asleep, and try to sleep as long as possible, until 9:30am
*Attempt to eat cottage cheese with cinnamon in it, and enjoy it. (In the process of failing)
*Clean apartment, and get ready to study.
*Ate omelette at Mimi's with Mike and Tristan for Mike's birthday.
*Went to Best Buy to purchase DVD with gift card Tristan's mom gave me for Christmas.
*Came home, fell asleep.
*Cannot bring myself to do homework.