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Are you ready to laugh? Hold on to your hats...
I'm joining the army. :)
No, seriously folks...
I think I'm gonna join the army *band*. They pay 75% of tuition, plus pay for being in school plus pay whenever they make you go play somewhere. It's a non-combat special force, so no chance of me getting shipped off to have my head blown off. Only one weekend a month required service. The catch? 9 weeks of basic training. Hehe... That's where you start laughing, when you picture *me* at boot camp. :) Doing pushups and running and shit... Yeah. But, after it's over, I'd be so buff and in shape and stuff, and then I'd get paid for playing my flute which is just cool as shit. So, I'm gonna do it. I may not live through it, but I'm gonna do it.
Anyway... this is my last post from school for the semester. I'll be at Owen's for another week after this, but after that, goodbye to the joys of ethernet and regular journal updates, so get your fill now. (Greg)
In sadder news... my best girl friend and my best guy friend from jmu broke up the other day. It makes me sad because they're both upset and I'm feeling for them. But now *I* don't even get to relieve my tension for them by being the angry friend that calls the evil ex a dirty bastard! I love them both and don't wanna get in one of those choose one positions. Not that I have or that they've been trying to do that. Just a free floating anxiety. Speaking of which, I took my psyc final today. I think I might've done ok on it, maybe even pulled an A in the class. Maybe. Not too sure. Oh well.
The semester is actually over. Wow. It went by really fast, it seems. And next semester is gonna be even cooler, because *I* got to pick my classes, so at least if they're dumb, they're not at dumb times. Yay.
Anyway. Yeah. Laundry so I can pack and leave. Whee!
I'm joining the army. :)
No, seriously folks...
I think I'm gonna join the army *band*. They pay 75% of tuition, plus pay for being in school plus pay whenever they make you go play somewhere. It's a non-combat special force, so no chance of me getting shipped off to have my head blown off. Only one weekend a month required service. The catch? 9 weeks of basic training. Hehe... That's where you start laughing, when you picture *me* at boot camp. :) Doing pushups and running and shit... Yeah. But, after it's over, I'd be so buff and in shape and stuff, and then I'd get paid for playing my flute which is just cool as shit. So, I'm gonna do it. I may not live through it, but I'm gonna do it.
Anyway... this is my last post from school for the semester. I'll be at Owen's for another week after this, but after that, goodbye to the joys of ethernet and regular journal updates, so get your fill now. (Greg)
In sadder news... my best girl friend and my best guy friend from jmu broke up the other day. It makes me sad because they're both upset and I'm feeling for them. But now *I* don't even get to relieve my tension for them by being the angry friend that calls the evil ex a dirty bastard! I love them both and don't wanna get in one of those choose one positions. Not that I have or that they've been trying to do that. Just a free floating anxiety. Speaking of which, I took my psyc final today. I think I might've done ok on it, maybe even pulled an A in the class. Maybe. Not too sure. Oh well.
The semester is actually over. Wow. It went by really fast, it seems. And next semester is gonna be even cooler, because *I* got to pick my classes, so at least if they're dumb, they're not at dumb times. Yay.
Anyway. Yeah. Laundry so I can pack and leave. Whee!