CAFFIENE!
OMG! I CRACKED MY COMBINATION LOCK ON MY MAILBOX TODAY! I'M AWESOME!
I just got back from Starbucks, so I'm quite hyper right now. Rebecca + caffiene + espresso = SBIIIIIIIIJJJJJJJJJJZZZZZZUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHH
Okay, so these pictures of aborted fetuses...or however you make that word plural...have been showcased outside the classroom building for the past 2 days. They are very gorey and extremist pro-life. So I'm walking back from Starbucks (caffe mocha with a shot of espresso in hand) and I see a guy from my english class named Ian standing there, silent as the grave, arms crossed, FLIPPING OFF THE SIGNS with about 4 or 5 police around him, making him empty his pockets, and confiscating his items. I actually stopped and talked to people on the sidewalk I'd never seen before. Apparently, when he first got there, he started ripping up paper and squirting water everywhere, but eventually just decided to protest peacefully and stand there. So that's why the police were there. It was so awesome! He must have balls to just stand there and make that kind of statement.
He's in my writing group in English. I hope he doesn't get arrested. I (hyper as hell) ran over to the little pro-choice table on the side and exclaimed to the people there what was going on. I got to be the informant. They were like, "Maybe we should go over and applaud him."
Again, I am against abortion, but I suppose I'm a moderate if those people outside the classroom building are extremists. Like, there are actually some situations where abortions are understandable. And I thought what Ian was doing was awesome. Standing up for what you believe. I was quite impressed.
Speaking of standing up for your rights, I am going to file a complaint agaist the psychologist that breached the doctor/patient confidentiality and told the university information about me. I'm going on the basis that what he said was first of all, false information, and second of all, I came to Frazee in reform and made it abundantly clear that I was not planning on harming myself (which is the only reason you can breach the contract). So the contract was therefore breached in violation of my rights.
I'm writing my English paper about oil! I've decided. It's quite interesting.
I just got back from Starbucks, so I'm quite hyper right now. Rebecca + caffiene + espresso = SBIIIIIIIIJJJJJJJJJJZZZZZZUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHH
Okay, so these pictures of aborted fetuses...or however you make that word plural...have been showcased outside the classroom building for the past 2 days. They are very gorey and extremist pro-life. So I'm walking back from Starbucks (caffe mocha with a shot of espresso in hand) and I see a guy from my english class named Ian standing there, silent as the grave, arms crossed, FLIPPING OFF THE SIGNS with about 4 or 5 police around him, making him empty his pockets, and confiscating his items. I actually stopped and talked to people on the sidewalk I'd never seen before. Apparently, when he first got there, he started ripping up paper and squirting water everywhere, but eventually just decided to protest peacefully and stand there. So that's why the police were there. It was so awesome! He must have balls to just stand there and make that kind of statement.
He's in my writing group in English. I hope he doesn't get arrested. I (hyper as hell) ran over to the little pro-choice table on the side and exclaimed to the people there what was going on. I got to be the informant. They were like, "Maybe we should go over and applaud him."
Again, I am against abortion, but I suppose I'm a moderate if those people outside the classroom building are extremists. Like, there are actually some situations where abortions are understandable. And I thought what Ian was doing was awesome. Standing up for what you believe. I was quite impressed.
Speaking of standing up for your rights, I am going to file a complaint agaist the psychologist that breached the doctor/patient confidentiality and told the university information about me. I'm going on the basis that what he said was first of all, false information, and second of all, I came to Frazee in reform and made it abundantly clear that I was not planning on harming myself (which is the only reason you can breach the contract). So the contract was therefore breached in violation of my rights.
I'm writing my English paper about oil! I've decided. It's quite interesting.