let's go look at the sandwiches.
i'm back at school. monday was great. 3 loves of my life picked me up at the airport. then we dinnered. then we smoked. then we went to see steve zissou. i fell alseep. not before the gem, "homeless kids are just like normal kids...except they're dirty." i make myself laugh sometimes even.
my classes are okay. i think i'm going to like my writing class...well WR150...not the world literature shit i had to take. that class is horrid. the man sits there and talks for an hour and a half. in a fucking writing class. what the hell is that.
integrated science will rape me. i can forsee it. it's like AP Bio part II. only harder. a lot harder. and there will be no hiding behind soda machines to skip tests and papers being thrown.
i should be doing my writing homework so i can get it done before i go out tonight. or i should be napping. because i need my strength for the 2 and a half hour science class that calls my name at 4:30. but i'm hungry and i want to eat lunch.
my classes are okay. i think i'm going to like my writing class...well WR150...not the world literature shit i had to take. that class is horrid. the man sits there and talks for an hour and a half. in a fucking writing class. what the hell is that.
integrated science will rape me. i can forsee it. it's like AP Bio part II. only harder. a lot harder. and there will be no hiding behind soda machines to skip tests and papers being thrown.
i should be doing my writing homework so i can get it done before i go out tonight. or i should be napping. because i need my strength for the 2 and a half hour science class that calls my name at 4:30. but i'm hungry and i want to eat lunch.