If the game of life makes you feel like quittin, you can always kill a kitten....
I cant wait for the end of school. I am sick of this crap that we call college. I want to work and hang out with friends. I am not wanting to be in a dorm bored and tired. I also need to get a girlfriend. Possibly this summer. This isnt something that you can plan for. They usually just fall into your lap.......well at CCSU it isnt exactly raining women here.
There is nothing to do but to write a term paper and watch hockey. It would be better to watch hockey with a girl, but that isnt exactly happening. Ugh....whatever.
Steve-O and Dan will be watching hockey with me next weekend, and that will be fun. A weekend with them mixed with hockey will be interesting. Very.
I have to do room changes tomorrow. Sweet.
I am tired...this sucks.
Summer is definitely becoming more and more worrisome. I am nervous about it. It could be a little rockier than once thought.
In response to Steve's Roy jersey, once I get a job this summer, I am gonna buy a Quebec Nordiques jersey and personalize it with Stephane Fiset's #35. Yeah, take that Roy.
I have a 10 page paper due next thursday. I did the outline today. I think I am gonna rock it.
Being sick blows, but hopefully the allergies will go away soon.
I love my Soviet flag so much. Seriously, its the most beautiful flag in the world.....wow, im tired.
I am not taking math next semester.
Badfish is quite possibly the best song ever. EVER.
I dont really have much to say. I wish I did. I wish I could put more in here. I dont know, I dont want to ramble, but I do. I cant hold onto a thought long enough to talk about it. I have been jumping from happy to sad all over this journal. This is how i feel all the time. its random, but thats how I feel. Its a rollercoaster, my mind.
I dont know. I am content, but nothing is ever perfect.
Time to crash out.
Comment, bitches.
-C.M. Boulay, Revolutionary Journalist.
There is nothing to do but to write a term paper and watch hockey. It would be better to watch hockey with a girl, but that isnt exactly happening. Ugh....whatever.
Steve-O and Dan will be watching hockey with me next weekend, and that will be fun. A weekend with them mixed with hockey will be interesting. Very.
I have to do room changes tomorrow. Sweet.
I am tired...this sucks.
Summer is definitely becoming more and more worrisome. I am nervous about it. It could be a little rockier than once thought.
In response to Steve's Roy jersey, once I get a job this summer, I am gonna buy a Quebec Nordiques jersey and personalize it with Stephane Fiset's #35. Yeah, take that Roy.
I have a 10 page paper due next thursday. I did the outline today. I think I am gonna rock it.
Being sick blows, but hopefully the allergies will go away soon.
I love my Soviet flag so much. Seriously, its the most beautiful flag in the world.....wow, im tired.
I am not taking math next semester.
Badfish is quite possibly the best song ever. EVER.
I dont really have much to say. I wish I did. I wish I could put more in here. I dont know, I dont want to ramble, but I do. I cant hold onto a thought long enough to talk about it. I have been jumping from happy to sad all over this journal. This is how i feel all the time. its random, but thats how I feel. Its a rollercoaster, my mind.
I dont know. I am content, but nothing is ever perfect.
Time to crash out.
Comment, bitches.
-C.M. Boulay, Revolutionary Journalist.