Metaphor for a missing moment
Here I am bored on a friday night to see they made the livejournal all fancy looking.
I feel so old.
Well, two weeks into school, and I have a good idea of what the semester has in store for me. I'll probably fail one of my classes.
It turns out that parking sucks so fucking back in Rutgers, that I'm pretty much always gonna be barely on time for my mass media class, and I'll have to spend about 13 dollars a week on parking alone. Fucking christ I might as well just take up smoking and drop out of school. Useless fucking parking permit. I end up just parking at St. Michael's hospital just so I can make it on time to class.
The intro to mass media class is pretty good, we've been watching documentaries most the time. I'm back to my habits in sleeping in class. The teacher keeps waking me up and telling me to stop snoring. Yea, I can actually stop snoring, let's ignore the fact that I have no fucking idea that I'm snoring, but no I can completely control it. But the class is ok though, I think I'll do ok.
My Vietnam and America class is probably my least favorite class. All they've been talking about so far is Vietnam history back in the BC's and early AD's and WWII. Like I fucking care. Turns out I have read a book by thursday, I haven't started yet. This is gonna be a problem. I wish my old history teacher were there, he's a goddamn legend.
Creative writing is defenitely my favorite class of them all. We spend all day in the lab just doing assignments he gives us, and I actually enjoy doing them. The teacher is some weird black guy that memorized the whole classe's names in about 5 minutes flat. I don't exactly know what's in store for that class, but it's probably gonna be good.
So what do I think of Newark. Only two really bad things about it. One is the traffic which sucks my ass all day long, and I swear to God I heard a gunshot on the way to school the first day. Didn't really set a good tone for the rest of the year.
My work is down to just 3 days. But now the wedensdays are going to be ridiculously abysmal, I know it. Oh well at least I'll make money on weekends.
The new Perfect Circle album comes out tuesday. It's about goddamn time. Finally got another CD worth buying.
The future is uncertain. All I know is that I'm right.
-138
I feel so old.
Well, two weeks into school, and I have a good idea of what the semester has in store for me. I'll probably fail one of my classes.
It turns out that parking sucks so fucking back in Rutgers, that I'm pretty much always gonna be barely on time for my mass media class, and I'll have to spend about 13 dollars a week on parking alone. Fucking christ I might as well just take up smoking and drop out of school. Useless fucking parking permit. I end up just parking at St. Michael's hospital just so I can make it on time to class.
The intro to mass media class is pretty good, we've been watching documentaries most the time. I'm back to my habits in sleeping in class. The teacher keeps waking me up and telling me to stop snoring. Yea, I can actually stop snoring, let's ignore the fact that I have no fucking idea that I'm snoring, but no I can completely control it. But the class is ok though, I think I'll do ok.
My Vietnam and America class is probably my least favorite class. All they've been talking about so far is Vietnam history back in the BC's and early AD's and WWII. Like I fucking care. Turns out I have read a book by thursday, I haven't started yet. This is gonna be a problem. I wish my old history teacher were there, he's a goddamn legend.
Creative writing is defenitely my favorite class of them all. We spend all day in the lab just doing assignments he gives us, and I actually enjoy doing them. The teacher is some weird black guy that memorized the whole classe's names in about 5 minutes flat. I don't exactly know what's in store for that class, but it's probably gonna be good.
So what do I think of Newark. Only two really bad things about it. One is the traffic which sucks my ass all day long, and I swear to God I heard a gunshot on the way to school the first day. Didn't really set a good tone for the rest of the year.
My work is down to just 3 days. But now the wedensdays are going to be ridiculously abysmal, I know it. Oh well at least I'll make money on weekends.
The new Perfect Circle album comes out tuesday. It's about goddamn time. Finally got another CD worth buying.
The future is uncertain. All I know is that I'm right.
-138