It's like a fucking tomb in here.
So you people still post in livejournal, eh? Fuck, I had forgotten all about it. When was my last post? November?
Christ.
Alright! It's time for SUPER FUNTIME REVIEW! I hope you're ready for the lightning round, where we review everything significant that has happened to me this year, which you already know about:
I changed Pizza Huts, and now work in Ocoee.
I have been trying to get a job at the Apple Store.
I finished Valencia with a 3.2 GPA.
I shall begin UCF on the 22nd of August.
I'm moving out of Apt 2 where I live with Keegan and Ursula.
I'm moving into Apt 7, not too far away, with just Ursula.
I have now been with my girlfriend for more than a year.
I bought home a kitten. Her name is Sherit. She is tiny.
Indeed, it has been a good year. However, it's going to be a bastard of a month. On the 16th, I have Orientation at UCF. I have heard legends of this meeting of young and untrained minds. It is said that they cloth you in silken robes and cover you with magical charms. You are then led deep into the bowels of the earth, where the dragons reside. They ask you riddles and tell you lies. Since much is kept secret of this process, I know little more than that. However, as I understand it, only half of us are expected to emerge alive from those forsaken catacombs. After that, you must speak to the High Guidence Counselors. For eight hours. So that should be fun.
And then. AND THEN FUCKERS. I get to see System of a Down. The Dan, Mike, and Keegan shall enjoy the unholy shit out of very loud music. Dave might go, he might not. We'll see.
Then cometh the 19th, when Ursula and I can finally move into our new apartment. It is a little one bedroom with the patio facing Kirkman road, but it looks like it'll be an alright place to reside for a year, especially since I've got my girl by my side. With our powers combined, we can sustain any horror which Kirkman dares to send our way. Except for a drunk driver careening into our patio. I'm sure the trees will take care of that.
The move will be fun, and for the first time, I'm not being sarcastic. We've got plenty of people who are helping on the 19th and the 20th. And, of course, anyone else who wishes to help out is free to come. More hands = less work = more fucking around on the job.
Which brings me to the apartment itself, which Ursula has had some wonderful ideas for. She wishes to do themes, and so far, these are on the table:
Living Room - Geek
Kitchen - Legos
Patio - Hippie
Bedroom - Sanctuary
Bathroom - Katamari Damacy
Ah, the joys of interior decorating.
And finally, on the 22nd, I start going to an actual college (rather than a high school with ashtrays, which I have attended for the past three years). I'm excited, confused, and ready.
Oh, actually, before I go, I need to tell everyone something very important. This will prevent all of us from getting severely fucked when -
Oh shit. Time for work. I'll finish later.
Christ.
Alright! It's time for SUPER FUNTIME REVIEW! I hope you're ready for the lightning round, where we review everything significant that has happened to me this year, which you already know about:
I changed Pizza Huts, and now work in Ocoee.
I have been trying to get a job at the Apple Store.
I finished Valencia with a 3.2 GPA.
I shall begin UCF on the 22nd of August.
I'm moving out of Apt 2 where I live with Keegan and Ursula.
I'm moving into Apt 7, not too far away, with just Ursula.
I have now been with my girlfriend for more than a year.
I bought home a kitten. Her name is Sherit. She is tiny.
Indeed, it has been a good year. However, it's going to be a bastard of a month. On the 16th, I have Orientation at UCF. I have heard legends of this meeting of young and untrained minds. It is said that they cloth you in silken robes and cover you with magical charms. You are then led deep into the bowels of the earth, where the dragons reside. They ask you riddles and tell you lies. Since much is kept secret of this process, I know little more than that. However, as I understand it, only half of us are expected to emerge alive from those forsaken catacombs. After that, you must speak to the High Guidence Counselors. For eight hours. So that should be fun.
And then. AND THEN FUCKERS. I get to see System of a Down. The Dan, Mike, and Keegan shall enjoy the unholy shit out of very loud music. Dave might go, he might not. We'll see.
Then cometh the 19th, when Ursula and I can finally move into our new apartment. It is a little one bedroom with the patio facing Kirkman road, but it looks like it'll be an alright place to reside for a year, especially since I've got my girl by my side. With our powers combined, we can sustain any horror which Kirkman dares to send our way. Except for a drunk driver careening into our patio. I'm sure the trees will take care of that.
The move will be fun, and for the first time, I'm not being sarcastic. We've got plenty of people who are helping on the 19th and the 20th. And, of course, anyone else who wishes to help out is free to come. More hands = less work = more fucking around on the job.
Which brings me to the apartment itself, which Ursula has had some wonderful ideas for. She wishes to do themes, and so far, these are on the table:
Living Room - Geek
Kitchen - Legos
Patio - Hippie
Bedroom - Sanctuary
Bathroom - Katamari Damacy
Ah, the joys of interior decorating.
And finally, on the 22nd, I start going to an actual college (rather than a high school with ashtrays, which I have attended for the past three years). I'm excited, confused, and ready.
Oh, actually, before I go, I need to tell everyone something very important. This will prevent all of us from getting severely fucked when -
Oh shit. Time for work. I'll finish later.