Jan 18, 2005 00:53
my day
1)worked on speech till 5:00 AM
2)slept until 7, got up... presented speech on the wrong topic... was awarded a mark of 50%
3) boring, boring history of canadian labour for 2 straight hours.
4) 2 hour break... got a fat ass plate of chinese food... fatigue is setting in.. bought books... 200 bucks later, fell asleep in huron's rich-ass library
5)english class. probably my favourite of classes.. we begin to discuss dickens' hard times. I haven't bought the book because I haven't the monetary wherewithal.
6) Industrial/ Organizational Psych for 2 god damn hours... eugh... ... .... euugh. It begins to blizzard. Euugh.
7) Home for a fat ass nap 5:20-8:20. I wake up to my christmas present from Josh Knott... my closest homie from Scarborough days, also the drummer for my first band, Stupis Like A Fox. The package is addressed to Brad "the Dude" Rushmere. I expect to be romanced by The Big Lebowski. Oh hell no. I open the brown paper, and, On a motorcycle, PRINCE JUMPS OUT AND SPINKICKS ME IN THE THROAT. PURPLE RAIN, BITCHES. I can't wait to watch it.