I have long pretty girl hair again
I need a haircut like a motherfucker, especially if I'm going to be a schoolgirl this halloween.
So I've made quite a diverse group of friends down in Socorro.
There's Duncan, the 6'5", 320lb pillhead/idiot from Maine who snorts everything he can get his hands on; Derek, his poor roommate; Sam, the art major from Virginia who is only coming here for a year; Adrian, Bacon and Adan, the uber-sheltered kids from Ruidoso that me and Duncan turned on to recreational drug use 3 weeks into the semester (which we now regret, since all they want anymore is for us to go buy them weed); Jimmy, the really gay kid that is our campus connection with the ladies whoi also takes every chance he can to tell us about his sexual escapades in graphic detail; and many more.
No female friends, mind you.
Anyway, I have a 3 1/2 page paper to write citing 5 sources, 1 from a professional and respected journal in the scientific field, about the scientific implications of thermal depolymerization in the present and future. Rough draft due tomorrow at 2 PM.
Finished calculator program uising loops to create a text menu, calculate exponential integer mathematics, integer modulus and integer multiplication ranges in addition to regular integer and floating point mathematical operations (+, -, *, /) due tomorrow at 8 PM. All I have left to write is the int multiplyRange(int a, int b) function and it is quite the bitch and a fucking half.
Yeah, I don't feel like writing either, so I'll procrastinate a little more.
What would you like to do?
1) Calculate an integer expression.
2) Calculate a floating point expression.
3) Exit.
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That is my life right there. Until I start to learn a USEFUL programming language next semester, making that shit right there work is my entire life.
I'm still happy I didn't go to UNM or NMSU, though. If I had done that I'd just be wasting my time.
So I've found out that quite a few people I've known in the past have livejournals and myspace accounts. It freaked me out when I saw that Katy mentioned Reva in her livejournal, and sure enough, the Reva in Katy's friends list on myspace is the same person I went to middle school with. Small town, that Albuquerque.
Well, now I guess I have to get on that shit since I have to go to college algebra in an hour.
I fucking hate life.
So I've made quite a diverse group of friends down in Socorro.
There's Duncan, the 6'5", 320lb pillhead/idiot from Maine who snorts everything he can get his hands on; Derek, his poor roommate; Sam, the art major from Virginia who is only coming here for a year; Adrian, Bacon and Adan, the uber-sheltered kids from Ruidoso that me and Duncan turned on to recreational drug use 3 weeks into the semester (which we now regret, since all they want anymore is for us to go buy them weed); Jimmy, the really gay kid that is our campus connection with the ladies whoi also takes every chance he can to tell us about his sexual escapades in graphic detail; and many more.
No female friends, mind you.
Anyway, I have a 3 1/2 page paper to write citing 5 sources, 1 from a professional and respected journal in the scientific field, about the scientific implications of thermal depolymerization in the present and future. Rough draft due tomorrow at 2 PM.
Finished calculator program uising loops to create a text menu, calculate exponential integer mathematics, integer modulus and integer multiplication ranges in addition to regular integer and floating point mathematical operations (+, -, *, /) due tomorrow at 8 PM. All I have left to write is the int multiplyRange(int a, int b) function and it is quite the bitch and a fucking half.
Yeah, I don't feel like writing either, so I'll procrastinate a little more.
What would you like to do?
1) Calculate an integer expression.
2) Calculate a floating point expression.
3) Exit.
_
That is my life right there. Until I start to learn a USEFUL programming language next semester, making that shit right there work is my entire life.
I'm still happy I didn't go to UNM or NMSU, though. If I had done that I'd just be wasting my time.
So I've found out that quite a few people I've known in the past have livejournals and myspace accounts. It freaked me out when I saw that Katy mentioned Reva in her livejournal, and sure enough, the Reva in Katy's friends list on myspace is the same person I went to middle school with. Small town, that Albuquerque.
Well, now I guess I have to get on that shit since I have to go to college algebra in an hour.
I fucking hate life.